For a long time, Liu Qingshuang could not forget the shopkeeper's expression and tone when she said that.

Her tone was sarcastic, as if she was laughing at him for being scared because of this.

"If that's all you said, you can leave now."

Liu Qingshuang felt that his expression at the time must have been a little silly, which made the shopkeeper say such a thing.

As she said that, the shopkeeper turned her head away gently.

Her profile looked particularly indifferent, which made Liu Qingshuang realize that the shopkeeper might have misunderstood something.

He quickly recalled what he had said from the time he just entered the door until now, and then he found out the reason...

- Since he entered the door, he has never introduced himself, and it was at this time that Liu Qingshuang realized how ambiguous his words were.

If someone suddenly walked up to him and asked him if he knew the consequences of something, he would definitely not think that this person had good intentions, but would regard him as someone who came to test him out of joy.

Even...

he might even think that this person was in cahoots with the person who hurt him before.

Did the shopkeeper mistake him for someone from Yishun?

In an instant, Liu Qingshuang felt that he had suddenly become enlightened.

He had found the reason for every word the shopkeeper had said since he entered the door.

- No wonder the shopkeeper admitted it so straightforwardly, and no wonder the shopkeeper had been looking at him with such cold eyes.

She probably thought that Liu Qingshuang came here to intimidate her.

But... if she was facing the real Yishun, why would she use this tone?

Liu Qingshuang's heart skipped a beat.

Is she crazy?

She was just injured so badly, even if she is a child, she should know how to say something gentle at this time, right?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshuang couldn't help but glance at the shopkeeper who still had a cold face.

On this person's face... it seemed that fear and timidity would never appear.

She seemed to always be so cold and arrogant.

Such an expression deeply shocked Liu Qingshuang.

Before coming here, he had thought about what kind of personality the shopkeeper had, but he never thought that she was such a proud person to the core.

Even though she was seriously injured, she would never show a trace of weakness in front of outsiders. Even when she said "the knife cut the flesh", she still spoke in a light tone, as if the knife did not cut her body. At

that moment...

although Liu Qingshuang did not say it, he suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body.

After so many years in the martial arts world, he had always heard others call him a "great hero". In his heart, Liu Qingshuang felt that he did not deserve this title.

The great hero he imagined was never like himself, and not even like most people in the martial arts world.

It was always just a vague shadow.

But now, Liu Qingshuang looked at the shopkeeper's face, but felt that his mind could not think of anything else.

She may not care at all, may not care at all about what others think of her, and may even think that the person in front of her is disgusting.

Aloof, disdainful, her expression almost gathered all the things that people in the martial arts world hate the most.

However, at this moment, Liu Qingshuang really felt the thing he had been looking for in her.

Liu Qingshuang took a deep breath.

Otherwise, he doubted that he might not be able to suppress the expression on his face.

This meticulous person in front of him would see his inner ecstasy and irrepressible admiration.

This is definitely a pleasant surprise.

Who could have thought.

The person who is feared by the whole martial arts world and mentioned as a big devil is actually such a person.

If he hadn't come this time, if he hadn't seen the shopkeeper with his own eyes...

Liu Qingshuang suddenly felt a little relieved in his heart.

Although he hadn't imagined that he would encounter such an unexpected surprise before coming here, Liu Qingshuang still controlled himself.

He looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, and his eyes slowly began to become deep. There are

not many people who can arouse Liu Qingshuang's interest, but everyone in the world knows that once he recognizes someone, he will become the most loyal friend.

The shopkeeper is indeed one of the smartest people in the world.

However, no matter how smart she is, she can't guess everyone's heart.

If she can really guess, she should know...

Even if her expression is cold, her eyes are scary, and her impression in the hearts of the people in the world is scary.

But no matter who it is, after seeing her just now, and then seeing her half lying on the bed with a pale face like now, even those who disliked her before, would be unconsciously conquered by her at this moment.

Liu Qingshuang even found that he actually felt a little pity in his heart.

Is it... because the shopkeeper looked injured?

He knew that people in the martial arts world should not be judged by appearance, let alone the scary shopkeeper in front of him.

But the weak appearance of the shopkeeper in front of him was like a plum blossom blooming in the early winter.

The sick beauty actually had a trace of amazing charm.

...

Did she say something a little too much just now? Feng Qing felt a little guilty.

The few unhappy words just now had already exhausted all her courage, and Feng Qing immediately returned to her original salted fish state.

But what she said just now was the truth.

- Don't look at Feng Qing like this, she is more or less gifted in enduring pain.

Of course, this talent of hers may come from a period of time when she was always sick as a child. At that time, as long as she cried in the hospital, her mother would punish her with love... Anyway, she may look a little calmer than ordinary people.

Perhaps it was this little bit of ability that gave Feng Qing the confidence. Of course, afterwards she was also thinking about who gave her this courage. After all, no matter how strong a person is, facing such a knife in the most vulnerable place, he would probably be broken.

In ancient times, there were actually many ways to cut hemorrhoids. Feng Qing also searched on Baidu this morning.

Among them, the simplest and crudest method is actually to cut the buttocks.

When Feng Qing saw this method, she couldn't help but sigh at the wisdom of the ancients.

Seeing that the person opposite was still looking at her with that weird look, she subconsciously supplemented it.

"I don't know what you will do... But, will you use curved knives and hook knives?"

After she said this, she saw the person opposite was stunned.

What, what's wrong? Feng Qing was a little nervous.

She actually just wanted to understand the surgical methods of the ancients to compare with modern times. After all, if she wanted to go back to modern times, she would have to wait for the holidays. What if she couldn't delay any longer, what would it be like to do it in ancient times?

Then she saw the man opposite her said hesitantly, "I don't know much about it, but curved knives and hook knives might be used..."

Oh. Feng Qing nodded with an "I see" look.

It seems that there is no difference between ancient and modern times. She heard that although anesthesia is used in modern times, the effect of anesthesia is not very strong. In the end, everyone will let out a miserable howl when the knife falls.

What's going on? Why did the shopkeeper suddenly ask her about hook knives and curved knives... Liu Qingshuang hesitated.

He looked at the shopkeeper with cold eyes, but there was a subtle excitement (?), which made him a little confused.

Wait, the shopkeeper was not a kind and peaceful person who had never seen the world. Maybe she suddenly asked this question because she had seen these things before, and even... made them herself?

Liu Qingshuang took a breath of cold air instantly.

It seems that he really underestimated the shopkeeper.

Liu Qingshuang, who was still immersed in Feng Qing's "sick beauty" state just now, suddenly woke up.

The person in front of him was not a little white sheep, but a senior in the world who had experienced a lot.

Her hands may have been stained with countless blood and she had seen countless darkness.

At that moment, Liu Qingshuang was silent for a second.

He took a deep breath, then covered his forehead with his hands, a look of pain on his face.

He...

...suddenly felt his heart beating faster. What's going on?

This feeling.

Liu Qingshuang felt that his heartbeat was a little painful.

A feeling he had never had before swept over his whole body, making him feel like he was getting to know himself again on the first day.

"And that one." The shopkeeper opposite him continued to ask, "It's like a colander, you can reach in, and then open it, and it will be propped up..."

Is it to prop up the person like a lantern?

Liu Qingshuang thought for a while, and answered seriously, "Yes."

Even if not, with the level of an instant, it can be done quickly.

Feng Qing's tactics leaned back.

Awesome!

As soon as the topic of profession came up, Feng Qing suddenly felt that she and the person opposite her had a common language again. She didn't care that she was still seriously ill, and she forced herself to get up and sat down in a very weak posture.

"Can you tell more?" Feng Qing said.

More?

Liu Qingshuang suddenly remembered the story he had not finished telling when he was drinking with friends a few days ago because he suddenly lost interest.

At that time, he just felt that it was a bit disappointing to tell this story at the dinner table.

But now, he suddenly felt that the story could be continued.

It seems that to tell a story, you still have to meet the right person.

"I have a friend."

A faint voice sounded in the room.

"He suffered the same thing as you, but he was not as strong as you, and he was less lucky."

Liu Qingshuang said lightly.

- His flesh was sliced ​​off piece by piece, and finally even his bones were separated.

... Don't use the sentence pattern of "I once had a friend", just say it yourself, Feng Qing thought.

It seems that the ancients were too simple, and such words have long been seen through in modern times.

"So, he once lay in bed for a long time and couldn't get up." Liu Qingshuang said again.

Could this be a cervical spondylosis... Feng Qing looked at it with a meaningful look.

Or, cervical fistula is also possible.

She was about to express her sympathy for the man's tragic experience when she suddenly heard Liu Qingshuang say, "However, he is also a very strong person, so later, he thought of another way."

"What method?" Feng Qing asked.

"He found a wooden stick and put it in, and from then on he was just like a normal person." Liu Qingshuang smiled faintly, "Do you think he is a very strong person?"

...

The room was quiet for a long, long time.

...

I don't know how long it took before Feng Qing's voice rang again.

"What do you think was put in?"

"A wooden stick, what's wrong?"