After Cheng Xia finished speaking, he saw that the eldest master looked a little dazed, and he felt a little uneasy. The scene was really so horrifying that he had never seen in his life, and it made him shudder.
It's so weird, it doesn't look like it was made by humans, maybe it was really a monster.
Thinking of this, my body shook unconsciously.
Jiang Ling quickly regained his composure and looked at the person beside him, instructing him, "If you want to keep this a secret, get rid of the body parts as soon as possible. If anyone asks, just say it was done by a monster in the forest."
Cheng Xia said bewilderedly, "Ah, do you really mean that?"
"How else could such an incredible thing be done by a human? It must have been some kind of monster. It's just that it happened so fast that neither you nor Doctor Mo saw it."
"Yes, I understand."
Jiang Ling waved her hand, indicating that he could go out and get busy.
After they left the tent, he said, "Second Brother, come here. I have something to ask you."
Jiang Ziang stood up and walked over. The tall man looked a little stupid and seemed easy to deceive.
"Second brother, tell me in detail what you saw."
"Huh? Guard Cheng has already said it all. What else do you want me to say? I was covered in wounds, my stomach was pierced, and my head was dizzy. How could I remember anything?"
Jiang Ling said calmly, "Take off your shirt, and let me see your wound."
Jiang Ziang exclaimed, and quickly took off his shirt, revealing his upper body stained with blood, especially his back and abdomen.
"…There were no knife wounds. You were sure you were stabbed."
He scratched his head, his eyes a little dazed. "Yes, yes, I only brought about ten people to deal with those thirty or forty people. Even if I am very strong, there is no way I can get away without any injuries."
"I clearly had a scratch on my back, how could there be no wound? Look carefully, brother, you must have seen it wrong."
Jiang Ling pursed her lips in thought, looking at the person on the couch. Her eyes became more complicated, her color changing, and finally returning to calm.
"Before Doctor Mo fainted, did he give you anything to eat or drink, or did he do anything else?"
Jiang Ziang's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Yes, I was about to collapse, and it was Doctor Mo who gave me something to drink. Big brother, you don't know how delicious it tasted."
"It's so sweet. I've never tasted water so good before. I felt so comfortable after drinking it, and the pain in my wounds didn't go away."
"Sweet water?"
Jiang Ling's eyes lit up, and he pointed at the water bag and ordered without hesitation: "Second brother, go and bring the water bag over. Take a sip and feel it."
"It's the same water you drank, isn't it?"
Jiang Ziang was bewildered and did as he was told. He took a sip, smacked his lips, and shook his head: "This is not the taste."
“…Isn’t it?”
"Well, it doesn't taste like this. The water that Doctor Mo gave me tastes much better and sweeter than this. Yours tastes like wine mixed with water."
After mumbling this, he returned the water bag.
No one noticed that after Jiang Ling heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up and the corners of her mouth turned up and she couldn't suppress it as she murmured.
"I see, so that's how it is!"
Jiang Ziang scratched his head, not understanding what was wrong with his elder brother. Why did he talk about water now instead of asking about the assassin just now?
"Brother, are you okay? What does this have to do with water?"
Jiang Ling regained her composure and looked at him with an irresistible force: "Second Brother, don't tell anyone about the water that Doctor Mo gave you."
"Hmm? Why?"
"Think about it, if people find out, will they arrest Doctor Mo and force him to hand over the holy water? If he can't hand it over, they might even kill him."
"He's your savior. How could you possibly repay kindness with hatred? Keep this to yourself and don't tell anyone, including... Dad!"
Jiang Ziang nodded in confusion: "Oh, then I'll listen to Big Brother and say I just suffered a minor skin injury. I definitely won't mention the magic water."
"But big brother, does that holy water really exist?"
"No, you are dreaming."
"But... you just mentioned the holy water. Big brother, your words are so hard to understand. Anyway, I'll listen to you. If you don't allow me to say it, then don't say it."
Jiang Ling glanced at him calmly and said calmly, "Put on your clothes and forget about this matter. If I find out that you are talking nonsense, and a third person knows it."
"I will definitely tell mother that when you were five years old, you stole her favorite headgear and exchanged it for buns from the boy from Taifu Wang's family."
"Tell me, will your mother peel off your skin?"
Jiang Ziang couldn't help but shudder: "...Brother, you are so heartless!"
Soon, there were only two people left in the tent. Jiang Ling stood beside the couch, looking down at the man who was now pale and breathing weakly, with inquiry and heartache in his eyes.
Finally, he sighed, said nothing, turned around and went to the kitchen, gave a few instructions before coming back.
Jiang Sheng slept very uneasily, with bloody screams in his dreams. He wanted to escape, but was finally dragged back and his hands and feet meridians were cut.
I could still hear those people's wanton insults and laughter, as if they were dragging their bodies on the ground like mud.
During those years, people around him kept dying, and he could only watch helplessly. They all asked him to live well, but he was really tired, too tired, and he could not see any hope in life.
Jiang Ling heard something was wrong and hurried over. She saw the sleeping person's face covered with tears and a painful expression, shouting, "No, don't die!"
His hands kept waving, and he was obviously in a nightmare.
He opened the curtain and looked at the guards outside: "Go quickly and get the military doctor."
"Yes, Major General."
The old man came over with a medicine box on his back, looked at his little apprentice on the couch, frowned, took his pulse, took out a silver needle and gave him a few injections. He waited until the person's breathing calmed down before removing the needle.
Jiang Ling looked worried: "Military doctor, how is he?"
"Nothing, just a nightmare. It will be fine after I wake up from my sleep."
"However... if you have a lot of depression, you should seek help immediately. If it continues like this for a long time, it will cause great harm to your body."
Speaking of this, the military doctor was also a little confused. This little apprentice has always been a lazy guy and a greedy person. It seems that he has no worries.
Depression, where does the depression come from!
Could it be that the eldest disciple bullied him?
After Jiang Ling sent the man away, he sat beside the couch, looked at him, patted his head gently, and whispered: "San'er, what on earth did you go through in the capital? Even your dreams are so uneasy."
After waking up, Jiang Sheng had long forgotten about the dream. He just felt much more comfortable and his headache was not as painful.
I just feel heavy in my heart and a little uncomfortable.
A familiar voice came from my ear: "Are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you food."
Jiang Ling put down the brush in his hand and turned to look at the person who woke up, his eyes gentle and distressed.
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