Chapter 950 The Blood of the Lu Family's Palm is in Hand
The atmosphere in the kitchen was quiet for a while.
The only sound in the air was the clatter of Ouyang Rong's cleaver hitting the cutting board.
Lu Jinghong, standing by the window, frequently glanced in Ouyang Rong's direction.
While his attention was focused on cooking, Lu Jinghong quickly turned around and glanced out the window.
The young man in brocade robes looked out the window at a grove of red leaves not far away. At that moment, apart from a few fireflies, there was a strange color in the grove.
It's a bit like... the blue-green of the sky.
The jungle emitted a faint light, and something seemed to have fallen inside.
Lu Jinghong's eyes were fixed on that mysterious light.
He's quite knowledgeable and experienced; this is definitely not the norm.
At some point.
"Squeak—"
The window seemed to be closed, and a sound came from inside.
Ouyang Rong turned his head in confusion, but Lu Jinghong waved his hand:
"It's getting chilly at night, so it's best to turn it off."
Ouyang Rong nodded.
Lu Jinghong glanced at his dull and honest face, then suddenly walked towards the door:
"Brother Liu, I suddenly remembered that I forgot something at home. It's urgent, so I have to go back and get it."
"Excuse me, Brother Liu, you go ahead with your work. The food is ready, so you can start eating now. Don't wait for me; I might need a while to find it."
"Okay, sure."
Ouyang Rong nodded blankly. Just as Lu Jinghong had expected, the dull-witted young man was honest and straightforward, showing no dissatisfaction whatsoever.
Lu Jinghong went out, but instead of going to the main house to inform Li Wan and the others, he opened the courtyard gate and plunged into the night.
Ouyang Rong turned around and watched the young master Lu's figure disappear into the night.
Without saying a word, he went to boil a pot of water.
...
Lu Jinghong left the courtyard gate but did not turn left to go to her own courtyard.
He was going to retrieve something, but not to go home to get it.
Lu Jinghong bypassed Liu Aliang's courtyard and arrived at a grove of red leaves.
It was right next to the grove of trees that was just next to the kitchen window.
At this moment, the entire forest of red leaves was quiet and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
However, Lu Jinghong did not stop walking and quickly entered the red maple forest, following the directions in her memory.
After searching for a while, the young man in brocade robes suddenly stopped, his gaze fixed on a grove of trees not far away. At this moment, apart from the faint light emitted by the scattered fireflies around, the grove was also tinged with strange colors.
It's a bit like... the blue-green of the sky.
The light of a firefly is nothing compared to it.
The strange light emanating from it suggested that something had fallen into the jungle.
We finally found it.
This was what he had just seen unexpectedly through the kitchen window, which surprised him so much that he dropped his bowl.
At that moment, Lu Jinghong stared intently at it and walked towards it.
The young man in brocade robes stared intently at the mysterious light.
He was a well-traveled and knowledgeable person, and the moment he saw it, he realized that the light was definitely not something that could be emitted by ordinary objects.
It could be some rare and precious treasure, or a rare gem that the goddesses and fairies of Jianze accidentally dropped while passing by.
Lu Jinghong's intuition told him that this treasure was extraordinary.
There's no reason why, it's just intuition.
The rarest treasures in the world must also possess the rarest qualities.
It's a mysterious feeling that's hard to describe, and perhaps that's why most of the world's treasures are cherished.
It makes people feel that it is extraordinary at first glance.
Just like a farmer who finds a gold nugget while loosening the soil in a field, surrounded by barren land, the gold shines brightly and dazzlingly, making its value immediately apparent.
As they drew closer to the red leaf forest, Lu Jinghong took a deep breath, his heart pounding with excitement.
Could it really be a treasure?
Finally! His opportunity has finally begun!
Instead of seeing only mundane and ordinary lives, and even being humiliated by a country bumpkin whose name sounds like "stupid dog."
It turns out his good fortune manifested here; he could stumble upon treasures and snatch them away even while casually going out for a meal, rather than in matters like finding a master...
If this isn't good fortune, then what is? That's Liu Aliang's kitchen! Liu Aliang has been in the kitchen for so long and never noticed this strange object, but Lu Jinghong only came here once tonight and bumped into it!
This is fate, something that is destined.
The knife seller was right; the final stop on his journey south to worship his ancestors was his blessed land.
Almost instantly, a thousand thoughts flashed through Lu Jinghong's mind, making time seem to drag on.
He became more and more excited as he thought about it, and quickened his pace to move forward.
Soon, they arrived at the forest that emitted a faint sky-blue light.
First, he cautiously looked around.
It was quiet; there was no sound.
Lu Jinghong relaxed a little and stretched out his palm, disappearing into the jungle.
Suddenly, he felt something touch him.
It feels somewhat cold and hard.
...
Inside the kitchen.
Lu Jinghong made an excuse to go back to get something, and not long after...
Ouyang Rong then prepared the last two dishes.
If someone were to observe closely from the side, they would notice that his speed was much faster than before, which was quite slow.
Unfortunately, no one was in the kitchen.
Ouyang Rong immediately picked up the two dishes and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he glanced at a basin of water and a towel prepared at the kitchen door.
Ouyang Rong carried the dishes to the main room.
He didn't look at the window that Lu Jinghong had closed the entire time.
There was no intention to push it away.
We arrived at the main house.
Song Zhian, Yu Mili, Li Wan, and others were all present.
Li Wan greeted them with a smile and helped take the bowl.
She had intended to give Lu Jinghong a few words of advice, but he was nowhere to be seen.
"Thanks for your hard work, Brother Liang. Oh, where's Jinghong?"
Li Wan glanced behind Ouyang Rong and asked with some curiosity.
Ouyang Rong truthfully replied:
"Brother Lu said he forgot something at home and went back to get it."
Li Wan asked in confusion, "Forgot home? What did you mean?"
He shook his head:
"I don't know, Brother Lu left in a hurry and didn't say."
Li Wan frowned, glanced at the dark night outside the door, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.
"Alright, you guys sit down first, I'll go..."
Before the words were finished, a painful scream came from outside the house:
"ah--!"
The screams were somewhat distorted, but everyone in the room could still recognize it as Lu Jinghong's voice.
"A stunning sight!"
"not good."
Upon hearing this, Li Wan was the first to change her expression, and the others also turned away in worry.
The group immediately rushed out, bypassed the courtyard, and arrived at the red leaf forest behind them, where they instinctively stopped.
There are many mosquitoes in this red maple forest, so no one usually goes in.
From inside the woods came Lu Jinghong's gasp and muttered curses:
"You little bastard, hiding like that, how dare you bite someone! Don't run away, put the things down..."
Following behind, Sha Ergou looked at the dark, dense forest, scratched his head in surprise, and said:
"Strange, why did Young Master Lu go inside?"
Ouyang Rong also frowned in confusion.
Song Zhian and Yu Mili exchanged a surprised glance. The former looked thoughtful, while the latter looked utterly confused.
Li Wan had no time to answer or linger; with a concerned expression, she rushed into the red leaf forest.
"Jinghong, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother!"
The others followed.
When they arrived in the woods, they saw Lu Jinghong lying on the ground, clutching his right palm with his left hand, his face turning red and then purple, and he kept sucking in cold air.
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that his right palm, which he was covering, was bleeding profusely, with blood flowing all over the ground, which was quite frightening.
Everyone was startled by what they saw and instinctively looked around, searching for the source of the danger.
Lu Jinghong, his eyes wide as he stared into the jungle behind him, was startled by the sound of the approaching group. He jerked his head back and quickly tried to stop them from rushing over.
"Mother? Miss Song? Wait, don't come any closer, I'm fine, I can get up..."
"You said you were fine, but you're bleeding so much!"
Li Wan looked distressed and, ignoring Lu Jinghong's attempts to stop her, rushed over to help the person.
"I'm really... alright..."
Lu Jinghong forced a smile to reassure everyone, and during this time, he did not forget to look back at the now quiet, dark, and still jungle behind him.
Ouyang Rong glanced at Lu Jinghong's right palm wound with a worried expression, then turned to Sha Ergou and said:
"You go help, I'll go back and get the white cloth and basin."
"Oh, okay, Brother Liu."
Sha Ergou rushed over and helped Li Wan to help Lu Jinghong up from the ground.
Song Zhian, who had been observing the surroundings since entering, suddenly said to Ouyang Rong:
"Brother Liu, please be careful on your way back. There might be something unclean in this forest. You'd better go back the way you came and not take any shortcuts or new paths."
Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he meant and nodded vigorously:
"Alright. Miss Song, you all stay here and keep watch."
After saying that, Ouyang Rong quickly turned around and went back the way he came.
Song Zhian, who remained behind, calmly examined Lu Jinghong's surroundings with her hand on the sword at her waist and together with Yu Mili...
After leaving the red maple forest, Ouyang Rong's anxious expression immediately calmed down.
He kept walking and quickly returned to the courtyard, went into the kitchen, and skillfully took out a basin of water, a towel, and half a dose of wound medicine before turning around and leaving.
Ouyang Rong did not rush over immediately. He lingered in the courtyard for a while, walking quietly to the gate, muttering to himself as if counting the time.
After reciting the mantra a hundred times, he set off, carrying his belongings, and hurriedly went out the door.
Halfway there, Ouyang Rong bumped into Lu Jinghong and Li Wan's group, who were returning, in front of the red leaf forest.
Before he even got close, Ouyang Rong heard Lu Jinghong comforting Li Wan and the others:
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just... just a big rat that stole my things and ran into the woods. I chased after it and got bitten..."
Li Wan's tone was both worried and reproachful:
"Why are you getting so worked up over a mouse? So what if it stole something? What valuable thing did it steal that you had to chase after it in the middle of the night?"
Lu Jinghong remained silent.
Sha Ergou muttered in surprise:
"It's from a rat bite. Why is it bleeding so much? The wound seems quite large. Young Master Lu, please don't say anything. Just hold it down. Brother Liu has gone back to get medicine... Oh, Brother Liu! You're back."
The two met face to face. Ouyang Rong immediately stepped forward, went to Lu Jinghong's side, checked his wounds, and apologized at the same time:
"I'm sorry I'm late. This wound medicine isn't used often, and I've been looking for it for a long time. Also, I can't find a clean cloth strip, I only have a clean towel... My conditions here are limited, so please make do with this for now, Brother Lu. I'll treat the wound again when I get back to Zhutang during the day."
Li Wan immediately said, "I have some white bandages in my room. I prepared some before, as well as hemostatic herbs... but I'll have to go back and find them."
Ouyang Rong nodded woodenly:
"Okay, let's bandage it with a towel to stop the bleeding first, and change it when we get back."
After saying that, he handed the basin of water to Sha Ergou, asking him to hold it under his palm. Ouyang Rong then picked up a towel and some wound medicine, lowered his head, and began to treat Lu Jinghong's wounds.
Lu Jinghong nodded frequently, but seemed somewhat absent-minded, occasionally glancing back at the silent, vanished jungle behind him.
"Yes, it's nothing, thank you for your hard work, Brother Liu."
After listening, Song Zhian nodded and said, "Brother Liu is still the most suitable."
Ouyang Rong used a towel dipped in water to wipe Lu Jinghong's right palm, and then began to apply wound medicine.
The wound was deep, and blood flowed all over the ground, even staining Ouyang Rong's monk's robe and Li Wan's skirt.
Li Wan, who was supporting him from the side, looked on with heartache and couldn't help but pat Lu Jinghong on the shoulder as he was looking back absentmindedly:
"Still looking? It's gone, so what? It's just a mouse. Why bother with it? What did it steal from you? Also, I heard from Ah Liang that you went back to get something. Did you go through something?"
Lu Jinghong turned around, glanced at everyone's expressions, lowered his head, and said without changing his expression:
"Hmm, I brought back some delicious desserts from Master Zhutang's place. They're rare in Jianze. I wanted to bring them for you to try, but that big rat beat me to it. That little beast, it deserves to die... Ouch, it even dares to bite people, damn it."
Song Zhian, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked, "Young Master Lu, are you sure it's a mouse? What does it look like?"
Lu Jinghong hesitated for a moment, then slightly changed his words, explaining in more detail:
"Actually, I didn't see it clearly. It was just a small black shadow that darted past underground. I chased after it and chased it into the red maple forest. The dessert fell into the jungle, and when I reached out to pick it up, it bit me. After it bit me, it ran away and took the dessert with it..."
Song Zhian nodded slowly: "Okay."
Ouyang Rong was applying ointment to Lu Jinghong's wound. Compared to Song Zhian, he was the person closest to the wound.
Upon hearing Lu Jinghong's words, Ouyang Rong seemed to be stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and looked down as if to examine the wound. But in the next instant, Lu Jinghong's hand covered the wound.
The taciturn young man looked up in confusion, only to meet Lu Jinghong's earnest face, who pleaded with him:
"Brother Liu, don't waste any more time, hurry up and bandage me up, the bleeding is making me dizzy."
Lu Jinghong's face was indeed pale and bloodless.
"oh oh."
Ouyang Rong didn't investigate any further. He picked up the wet towel floating in the basin, wrung out the bloody water, and then used the towel to bandage the wound on Ouyang Rong's right palm, wrapping it around and around.
The temporary handling is complete.
The bleeding from Lu Jinghong's right palm wound finally stopped.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
Lu Jinghong also breathed a sigh of relief.
However, it wasn't because of the wound, but because Ouyang Rong's attention had shifted away from the shape of the wound, and he no longer inquired about it with curiosity.
Ouyang Rong released his grip and nodded:
"It's all packed up. Let's help Young Master Lu back to his room to rest."
"good."
Everyone readily agreed.
Ouyang Rong's face was blank as he looked down.
Sha Ergou obediently held the basin of water, below Lu Jinghong's right hand, catching it the whole time...
(End of this chapter)
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