She took the dagger and opened it curiously. The sharp edge shone on her face through the moonlight. The cold light was even colder than the air filled with semen, and she instantly realized that this dagger was different.
She looked up, a little confused.
"You have been with me for a while. This dagger is made of meteorites from outer space. I will give it to you as a gift for your entry. But you must remember that a dagger is not only a weapon for protecting yourself, but also a weapon for hurting others. This dagger is especially so because of its special material. Even if you just cut it, it will cause bleeding. So you must be careful when using it. Don't hurt others or yourself for no reason. Do you understand?"
Ye Zhiqiu's eyes instantly flashed with light, and he nodded excitedly, "Yes, I know, thank you, Master."
If it was something else, she might be embarrassed to accept it, but she really likes this one.
Rather than desperately learning all kinds of knowledge to enrich herself, she actually prefers to learn the powerful force.
Maybe it’s because of her different upbringing. In her perception, reason may not make sense, but powerful force can definitely defeat everyone.
Seeing her expression, Jiang Nian knew that this thing was very much to her liking, so he smiled and said, "It's getting late, go to bed early."
Everyone went back to their rooms, but Ye Zhiqiu couldn't fall asleep. Her curiosity kept driving her to try out how strange this dagger was and whether it was really as her master said.
You know, some things are one thing to hear from others, but even if you trust someone, they will find it hard to believe if they have not experienced it personally.
She quietly opened the door and went to the chicken coop in the backyard with a dagger.
As soon as I lay down, I vaguely heard the sound of chickens crowing in the backyard. It wasn't very loud, but it sounded like they were frightened.
Jiang Nian got up, just took a look, and lay down again.
No matter how mature a person usually behaves, he or she can still have a childish outburst and do stupid things.
When daybreak came, the chicken had been killed and hung on the eaves.
Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Jiang Nian. He whispered, "This chicken was a little noisy last night, so I killed it. Let's make chicken soup for lunch, shall we, Master?"
Jiang Nian didn't expose her, "Okay, add more pickled vegetables and save some soup for us to eat noodles in the evening."
Ye Zhiqiu responded in a panic, but he felt relieved in his heart.
She wasn't afraid that Jiang Nian would blame her for a chicken, because she was in charge of food and Jiang Nian almost never interfered, only occasionally making small requests.
She felt that her behavior last night was somewhat embarrassing, and was also afraid that her master would think that she did not believe her.
In fact, it wasn't really like that. She just wanted to try out how sharp the dagger was.
As a result, it turned out to be just as the master said. She cut the rooster's leg, and the bleeding wouldn't stop. Although the aorta was not injured and the bleeding was not fast, it was still painful to keep bleeding, so she just let it go.
Zhang Er came back at noon, and with him came two men from Liuhai Commune who came to pick them up.
After a brief greeting, the other party asked directly, "Doctor Jiang, please settle Liu Zhiqing's medical expenses."
I gave him 20 yuan when I sent him here. I will refund any excess and make up for any shortfall. No further words needed.
Li Qing was even later than Zhang Er. Jiang Nian asked Ye Zhiqiu to settle the bill and refunded him three dollars.
Liu Haiyang didn't want to leave yet. He saw through the door and windows that Ye Zhiqiu had killed a chicken in the morning. He had to choose between eating delicious food here and going back without enough to eat. He was not stupid, but he couldn't make the decision and could only be carried away dejectedly. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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