Chapter 380 I can still be saved...
Li Rong frowned and glanced at him: "Don't talk, don't disturb her. Anuan needs quiet when she's taking her pulse."
"You should be quiet too," Jiang Nuanzhi frowned.
Li Rong was stunned for a moment, then immediately patted his mouth.
Chi Heng couldn't help but roll her eyes.
The next second, he saw Li Rong staring at him with wide eyes, gesturing threateningly at his own neck, warning himself not to speak.
Chi Heng: "..."
Li Rong, you certainly didn't know back then that you would become this despicable person.
Jiang Nuanzhi took his pulse for a long time, and finally opened her medicine box and her needle kit. "He's been poisoned. The poison is very complex, and I can't figure it out yet. His life is in danger, especially since he's been out in the cold for so long."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, her expression turned cold as she opened her needle case. With swift, deft movements, she inserted a long needle into the philtrum and gently rotated it.
Before long, the old man's eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes.
Seeing that he had woken up, Jiang Nuanzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully pried open his eyelids and saw that his eyes were pitch black, which was slightly eerie.
The next second, his lips, swollen like two large sausages, trembled slightly as he muttered, "I... I've dominated the martial arts world for so many years, how could I be defeated by this little thing? It's too... too damn shameful..."
His fingers trembled with anger. He raised his hand shakily, stared at Jiang Nuanzhi with wide eyes, and wanted to say something. The next second, his hand slammed to the ground with a "thud," like a kite with a broken string.
"Grandpa, are you...are you alright? Don't scare me." Li Rong's face also paled. He immediately reached out and grabbed the old man's hand, instinctively checking his breath.
Where was the carefree demeanor on Chi Heng's face now? His eyes were red with anxiety, and after scratching his head and cheeks for a while, he asked in a heart-wrenching voice, "What do we do? What do we do! How could you leave an old man like him alone outside! If he dies here, will we be ruining the fate of the Great Jing Dynasty?"
Seemingly recalling something horrifying, he nearly cried out, desperately tugging at the old man's clothes: "Grand Preceptor, how could you just die like this? Do you know how many people are looking for you? If you die, we're in big trouble! Heaven, how could you do this to me? Waaah..."
"What are you howling about?" The next second, the old man weakly opened his eyes.
Then, with great effort, he pointed at Chi Heng and said through gritted teeth, "I... I can still be saved... hiccup!" Before he could finish speaking, another loud hiccup came, and a cloud of black gas came out of his mouth.
The smell was so strong that the three people around them retreated more than ten steps in the blink of an eye.
A few traces of resentment forced forth from the old man's weak eyes.
"Is there any hope for this...?" For some reason, Li Rong felt a little guilty and immediately returned to the old man's side.
Jiang Nuanzhi's expression was also not good: "After I seal his bloodline, you carry the old man on your back and we must hurry back. This poison is not easy to cure."
This was, in fact, the first major challenge Jiang Nuanzhi encountered upon arriving here. The poison was extremely potent, destroying the old man's internal organs in mere seconds, causing his vital energy to rapidly decline. For a moment, she couldn't determine what kind of poison he had been ingested.
Jiang Nuanzhi swiftly used silver needles to seal the old man's heart meridian, preserving his last breath. The group quickly returned.
To their surprise, when they returned by the same route, they found a large group of people waiting on the road.
Clearly, the other party already knew that they had knocked the person unconscious and left the village.
Without saying a word, Li Rong and Chi Heng broke through the crowd, allowing Jiang Nuanzhi to take the old man back.
The opposing team was also well-trained, and Li Rong and Chi Heng were not having an easy time. Just when they were preoccupied with their own survival, the enemy began to use arrows.
Several arrows shot toward Jiang Nuanzhi's back.
Li Rong's pupils constricted instantly, and he lunged forward, knocking the arrows away. However, the arrows were dangerous; several were fired simultaneously, and he couldn't block them all in time. In a flash, he barely managed to deflect the fatal arrow with his right arm.
The next second, he snapped the arrow from his shoulder and hurled it swiftly. The broken arrow shot out like a hidden weapon, piercing the throat of the man opposite who had fired the arrow. The man didn't even utter a word before collapsing to the ground, clutching his bleeding throat, and gradually fell silent.
The surroundings were quiet for only a second before the fighting resumed.
When Li Rong saw the group opposite him once again pointing arrows at Jiang Nuan's back, he narrowed his eyes sharply.
These people seemed to know that Jiang Nuanzhi was their weakness. They wanted to kill her, and their arrows were aimed straight at her heart.
Li Rong's eyes turned bloodshot. He remained steadfast, protecting Jiang Nuanzhi's back, and then he plunged into the crowd.
Before long, apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other sound.
Li Rong, with an indifferent expression, said loudly, "Go back and tell Changshan to come see me!"
She tossed the token into the hand of one of the trembling men: "I'm giving him one hour. If he doesn't come, I'll slaughter his entire bandit gang!"
The sole survivor, seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, was so terrified he wet himself. Hearing this, he scrambled to grab the token Li Rong had given him and ran for his life, as if afraid that if he was even a second too late, he would lose his life like his brothers lying on the ground.
Even Chi Heng couldn't help but shudder at the sight of Li Rong.
However, he showed no sympathy for these bandits.
Bandits are bandits after all. Just look at the clothes these people are wearing; they are all ill-fitting peasant clothes. One big man even had various sizes of bibs falling out of his arms.
Needless to say, women's hairpins and jewelry were also on display. There was even someone wearing a string of teeth around their neck. Clearly, those teeth weren't from an animal.
These people are no longer Li Rong's former subordinates; they deserve to be executed.
"Aheng, hurry up. These people still need your help."
Li Rong protected Jiang Nuanzhi and hurried home. He didn't forget to call out to Chi Heng behind him.
...
"Brother, how much longer are we going to put up with this woman?"
On the Changshan side, the bearded man had just glanced at Zhao Yuniang when he was so angry his nose almost twisted: "Today she wanted food made from fine rice and flour, saying the flatbreads we were eating were rough on her throat! She even wanted us to find her milk, and shamelessly told us to go to the next village to steal it if we didn't have any. Does she really think she's some kind of noble lady? Does she think we're servants? I really want to kill her!"
Changshan remained seated on the heated kang, staring intently at his pipe, lost in thought. Upon hearing this, he casually turned to look at him: "If she wants to, she should go and look for her. If she can't find her, she should tell the truth. In a few days, I will send her back."
"Brother, why should we tolerate such an idiot?" The bearded man asked, his face full of confusion.
Changshan's lips moved several times, but he ultimately couldn't utter a single word.
(End of this chapter)
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