The silver spear is polished to a shine
Perhaps because she often accompanied her master to save people, Qu Xiang still couldn't bear it. She turned back, even though she knew he was not a good person.
"It's you?" Li Jiangxin's sternum was broken and his internal organs were in pain.
He looked even more miserable than miserable at this moment, with messy hair, blood and dust all over his face, and his fine brocade robe was torn to tatters by being stepped on. The second owner of Wanqi Villa, who used to be so high and mighty, was now like a puddle of mud.
"Are you here to laugh at me?" The man's face was as dark as a rolling cloud, and he looked sarcastic.
"You are seriously injured. If you don't get timely treatment, your life may be in danger." Qu Xiang only checked his injuries and kindly reminded him from a doctor's perspective.
The man said nothing, just looked at her gloomily.
"Speak." The man said in a low voice.
The woman looked at his broken leg again, which had begun to bleed and fester, and his previously intact arm was also broken.
In fact, he was in pain, although he was calm, he was actually in excruciating pain.
"The arm needs to be completely broken and reattached." Qu Xiang still ignored him and continued to check.
Li Jiangxin fainted, and Qu Xiang had to find some people to carry him back.
…
"So it's Li Jiangxin who embezzled the money? Then why did Li Jiangxin's maid say that they wanted something else?" Xu Ning reviewed the matter with a few people after returning.
"Yes, maybe the two people from the Lieyin Sect's initial claim that they wanted other things was just a cover, and their real target was still the Xilin Sword." Qu Yi guessed in his heart.
Tang Xixu was half lying on the tree, not saying a word, and he seemed to have fallen asleep again.
Is this guy a sleep god? Xu Ning wanted to hear his thoughts.
"Where is Sister Qu Xiang?" The few people came out for a while. At first they saw Qu Xiang, but later she disappeared.
"Oh, she said she forgot something and went back to the guest house."
"Where are you going next?" Qu Yi asked Xu Lian, Tang Xixu and Xu Ning.
"After Second Senior Brother recovers from his illness, I'll continue to venture into the martial arts world. However, I haven't been to the capital yet, so I'm planning to go there to take a look." She said she was going to the capital, but in reality, she was going to find Zhao Mingshang. Xu Ning was also trying to bring them together. But she really wanted to see what the prosperous capital was like.
"From here it is closer to my Qujia Village. If you don't mind, why not come to visit my Qujia Village?" Qu Yi invited warmly.
"Side quest started: Ask the owner of Qujia Village for the "Splendid River and Mountain Landscape"." Xu Ning wanted to refuse, but the system, which had not spoken for a month, suddenly spoke, scaring Xu Ning.
As expected, this is definitely not an easy task.
The system guessed what Xu Ning was thinking: "The Splendid Rivers and Mountains in the original book was originally going to be stolen, but because of your arrival, some characters in the original book disappeared, so some tasks must be completed by you, otherwise the world will collapse.
Normally, you'd be asked to steal it, but due to your limited abilities and the tight security in Qujiazhuang, you'll be asked to beg for it instead. "So, I'm not bad, am I?" The system thought it had done a good deed.
Haha, it’s not bad. If it’s really not bad, why would you let me “ask” for such a hot potato?
In the original book, everyone fought to the death for the "Splendid River and Mountain Painting".
"Then what should I do with it after I get it?"
"Destroy it, or give it to someone else. You can't keep it in your hands forever."
"That's certainly good. I've heard that Manor Master Qu loves collecting all kinds of rare treasures, and the architecture of Qu Family Castle is unique and has a unique charm. Since Master Qu has invited us, we will respectfully obey." Perhaps Xu Ning felt a little guilty, so he spoke to Qu Yi with much more respect. The two people next to him naturally had no idea.
"Just go, why are you being so serious?" He felt a little embarrassed to see the person who usually contradicted him suddenly speaking honorifics to him.
Bamboo is like a gentleman, and the moonlight is like water. As the ancients said, "What night is without the moon? What place is without bamboo and cypress? But there are few idle people like us two."
The four of them found an open space to rest. At night, Xu Ning saw a figure swaying in a half-awake state. He wanted to lift his hands and feet but couldn't. His eyelids were heavy, and he fell into a deeper sleep.
…
Li Jiangxin was sleeping soundly, and Qu Xiang didn't bring all the instruments for surgery, so he temporarily went back to Yaowang Valley.
Buhuo City, a city prison.
"City Lord, the person is here." Two guards in black clothes pushed Li Jiangxin over and threw him heavily to the ground.
The young man sitting on the main seat was wearing a dark blue robe with wide sleeves. His eyes were closed with long curly eyelashes. Most of his face was covered with a silver-veined stone green mask, with only his left eye uncovered.
The young man's slender fingers half-supported his head, as if he was dozing off. The silver spear beside him was polished to a shine and half-gleamed.
“Wow!”
A basin of cold water was poured from head to toe, "Cough! Cough!" Li Jiangxin gradually woke up.
"Awake?" The young man didn't open his eyes, his voice flat and clear, emotionless. The prison was pitch black, lit only by a candle in a black-gold candlestick beside the main seat. The only other light came from the hollowed-out ceiling above Li Jiangxin's head.
Under the ink color, the young man's lips are as red as blood, and the curve of his lips is curved upward, like a blood-sucking "ghost".
Li Jiangxin didn't say anything, but just shivered with cold.
The young man walked down from the main seat slowly, pinching Li Jiangxin's chin with his long white fingers: "Why don't you listen?" His tone was slow, and if it weren't for the words, one couldn't hear the anger of the speaker at all.
The young man dropped his chin again, swung his sleeves, and turned around. His gentle voice suddenly turned cold: "Waste all your martial arts skills, break his limbs, sever his tendons, and throw him out. Feed him to the wild dogs."
"Ah-ah!" All the mountain birds in the forest were startled and flew away.
"Where is the Dice King?" His voice was still cold.
"He said that he has something to do and can't get away for the time being." Qingyi Wuyou was very respectful, but didn't dare to breathe.
When Li Jiangxin woke up, he was in a mass grave. It was cold and yellow paper was scattered all over the ground. There were even a few ashes of burnt paper money next to some of the graves.
Li Jiangxin's broken hand touched something cold, stiff, yet soft. "Ah? Ahhhhh!"
It turned out to be a female corpse casually wrapped in a straw mat.
"Woo woo woo" I heard that wild dogs only bark where there are dead people or where people are about to die.
Li Jiangxin had no choice but to crawl forward bit by bit, his teeth chattering with fear.
He found a big rock to hide under, and his thin gown was already stained red with blood.
He didn't know how many days had passed, three or four, or five or six, but his lips were dry and flaky.
"Drip," "Drip," "Drip"
Li Jiangxin raised his head and opened his mouth, greedily catching the raindrops.
"Ha ha ha ha"
His smile was a bit crazy, a bit sarcastic, and a bit resigned.
Suddenly, the rain stopped, but the sound of rain remained.
I opened my eyes with difficulty and saw that familiar face.
Qu Xiang was coming back from Yaowang Valley and passing by a mass grave. He heard someone laughing and came over to find out what was going on.
"Why is it you again?" His voice was hoarse and weak, but with a hint of surprise, and even a joy that he himself was not aware of.
"I brought the tools and passed by here on my way back." The woman's eyes were clear, without a trace of impurities, as if she had never been in the world.
Later, Qu Xiang found a cart and pulled him back.
The most embarrassing side was seen by her again.
Li Jiangxin thought that Qu Xiang's initial statement of going back to get the tools was just an excuse to shirk responsibility, and he really thought that everyone in the world had abandoned him.
…
When Xu Ning woke up, he felt like he had slept for a long time, but the two people next to him were still asleep. The only person who was awake was Tang Xixu.
The young man stretched out his hand to warm the fire. At this time, they were south of Jishan Mountain, and had officially entered the southern area.
It is also the twelfth lunar month, but it is obviously warmer in the south, and the needles in the forest are still covered with a thin layer of frost.
Xu Ning picked up the green fruit on her clothes and said, "Hiss! So sour!" The girl shuddered and shrank her neck.
"The fruit is not ripe yet, of course it's sour." Tang Xixu turned the fish on the grill, his voice unspeakably soft, but neither of them noticed.
They were outside, had no money, and it was winter so food was scarce. Xu Ning didn't want to waste it and ate it anyway.
"Eat this." Tang Xixu handed her the grilled fish. No, it was a bowl of fish meat after picking out the bones. I don't know where he got the bowl and chopsticks, they were clean.
"Oh, thank you." Xu Ning took it naturally, not feeling anything wrong.
"Do you want some water?" After saying that, the young man stood up and fetched some water from the stream. However, he did not give it directly to Xu Ning. Instead, he put it on a wooden rack and heated it over the fire.
"The weather in December is already cold, so it's better to drink something hot." The young man said calmly, focusing only on the hot water, as if it was a matter of utmost importance.
Not long after, Qu Yi woke up.
"Wow! It smells so good!" Qu Yi stared at the grilled fish on the shelf with shining eyes.
He couldn't wait to take it and take a bite: "Pah, why is it so bitter." Qu Yi frowned.
"Why don't you dig the gall?"
There was complete silence, with only the occasional crackling sound of burning firewood.
A little embarrassing...
"It's good enough to have something to eat. Don't be picky about the food in the wilderness." Xu Ningwei glared at Qu Yi.
Qu Yi immediately understood that it was Tang Xixu who did it.
He can't afford to offend this Buddha, but if he can't offend him, he can always hide from him.
But it was different in Tang Xixu's eyes.
But he felt that the girl was a little coquettish.
Tang Xixu snatched the fish from Qu Yi's hand and threw it away.
"Hey, I didn't say I don't eat."
"If you want to eat, cook it yourself." His tone was flat and emotionless. Tang Xixu only tested the water temperature. When it started to bubble, he removed the heat and placed the water on the rocks to cool.
After a while, Tang Xixu tested the water temperature again: "Well, it's drinkable."
Qu Yi was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that the burnt fish in his hand, which was covered with mud and had not yet been dug out of its gallbladder, was no longer fragrant.
It’s okay, you can still eat it by sprinkling some of my seasoning powder on it.
Xu Lian was not in good condition and slept half a day longer than others.
"What happened to Second Brother? Why did you sleep for so long?"
"He woke up a long time ago and has been hibernating to heal his wounds." Tang Xixu lay on the tree with his arms around his chest and took a nap.
A new sunset crept over the hilltop. In the twelfth lunar month, there were few birds, and many small animals were hibernating. More than once, Xu Ning wondered why she couldn't hibernate; she, too, longed to nestle in a warm bed.
Another day passed and they set out again.
Lin Yao.
Linyao is located in the south of the Yangtze River. As the saying goes, "live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water." Linyao is exactly like this.
If Wuzhou is famous for its embroidery, then Linyao is also well-known for its local wealth.
"Look, young lady. This is a new umbrella launched this year. The umbrella frame is made of the finest gold-inlaid bamboo and is absolutely durable." The proprietress at the stall smiled.
Tang Xixu picked up the oil-paper umbrella and looked at it: "Judging from the color of this bamboo, it has not grown for five years. It will break soon." Then, the young man's long white fingers easily broke the umbrella stem.
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