Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 159: Qingshui Yulansheng (6)
I saw that although he was as thin as a stick, his steps were light and strong, so I decided that he must be not an ordinary person.At first I thought he was Song Minglei's dark man, but later I was pleasantly surprised to find out that he was not, so I asked him for help, and then I gradually became confused. A hypnotic dark man.

The rain poured into my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears flowing on my face. Looking at the dim spot, I waved it vigorously as a reward, but I couldn't bear to really hurt those loyal guards. I was so bitter, I laughed Get up, "The flower hibiscus loves the original non-white for 1 years."

Listening to the sound of Taoge's piano suddenly stopped, I was refreshed, and I heard it for nothing!
I was about to call Feibai again, but I heard someone yelling "be careful". When I looked back, it was the little monk who was pinned to the ground who was yelling at me.I saw a sharp arrow piercing my face, I turned slightly and narrowly dodged the iron arrow, but I slipped and fell, rolled off the roof, and fell headlong into the release pond.

I wanted to get to the surface of the water, but at some point, the little monk broke free from those warriors, jumped down with me, and just pressed on me, sinking me down.

The dark water covered me again, and the cold pool water poured into my nostrils. I vaguely saw a figure in white on the shore exclaiming tremblingly: "Mujin, is that you?"

Is it white?I was dizzy thinking.

The figure in white seemed to be jumping into the pool as well.

Not white, not white...

Wuyou San began to work, and the water in the pool took away my consciousness, and I sank to the bottom.

My whole body was like a freezer, so cold, so painful, my whole body ached, the pain reached my bone marrow and every cell in me.This feeling is like the pain of a new life struggle when I was just reincarnated.

I gradually regained consciousness, as if someone was opening my brain, and then yelled something to me, "Wake up, don't sleep again, if you don't wake up, we both really are finished, you wake up , Amitabha, please don’t hurt me again..."

who is it?A scent of earth wafted from the nostrils, the sound of the rushing rain and the noise of people and horses filled the ears, and an extremely uneasy atmosphere flowed in the air.

I tried my best to open my eyes a little, but I could only see a piece of green, and there was an urgent sound of horseshoes in my ears. Where am I?
"Mujin, Mujin," someone called out sadly in the heavy rain, "I'm sorry Mujin, I didn't recognize you just now, are you angry with me? I know you are nearby, come out quickly."

"My subordinates beg you to calm down the fury of the thunder first. Since Xiying fought so desperately, it must be that the madam did not fall into their hands again. The old man and Wei Hu led people to the front to distract the Xiying pursuers. Tell the young master to return to Xi'an, and quickly find a countermeasure. With the current situation, there is no way out in the east and west camps. This old man must find his wife for the young master, but the young master's body is only a thousand pieces of gold. If there is any problem..." This is the voice of an old man.

"Shut up, get out of the way!" The voice yelled again firmly, "It must be Hibiscus just now, she must have escaped. I never thought that this Song Minglei could hide her under my nose. His best trick. I'm really confused, I must find her quickly, Mr. Han, don't stop me. "

The one named Mr. Han begged bitterly, "I beg you to think twice. Madam has been drifting away these years. Although she is steadfast and chaste, her heart is already riddled with holes. I'm sick, I'm bound to be heartbroken, I have a way to survive... I beg you to think more about the warrior retainers who have served you all these years, how many people have died for you..."

I wanted to move, but someone grabbed my hand firmly.The rainwater flowed back into my eyes along the green leaves above my eyes, then along my nose, and seeped into my mouth, a piece of salty...

Fire, big fire, I'm writhing in flames.I remember now.This was the big fire in the third year of Yongye. I used fire to attack and defeated Hu Yong in Yixiantian, and won the first battle.Why is my strategy not working?The fire came back, and the flames rolled up the clothes corners of me and Jun's soldiers, screaming, I screamed in the fire, Hu Yong's army poured into Jun's village, countless soldiers were killing and looting, we He watched helplessly as Xi Yan's small body was chopped into two pieces, bleeding all over the ground, with countless demon faces in front of his eyes, and the shouts of Mrs. Huaxi being captured alive beside his ears...

One person shouted: "Don't ask, go!"

When I looked up, I saw a long-haired purple-eyed warrior galloping towards him. The Yanyue Dao was cutting through all the thorns and thorns. Holding Duan Yuerong's bloody head with his fingernails, he kept grinning grinningly at me...

Countless pasts flew by in my mind, and then gradually drifted to a distant corner with a white figure, as if a thick and beautiful picture gradually faded in my mind.I vaguely feel that this is a very important thing, and I must not leave it.I reached out, only to grasp a piece of nothingness.

Who is pricking my forehead with a needle?It hurt so much, I regained consciousness again.I tilted my head slightly, and something pierced my eye. The pain was unbearable. I screamed softly, but found that my throat felt like it was burning.

I only heard someone curse: "Damn it, the old man clearly administered a heavy anesthetic, how could she wake up?"

"Could it be the purple thing embedded in her chest?" The man's voice was full of astonishment.

My body suddenly felt cold, and I realized that I was not wearing a single piece of clothing.That voice was full of fear, as if seeing the most feared devil in the world, "God, isn't this the piece of Zishang? It's been 20 years, how is it possible?"

"Hey, old man, what are you looking at?" One person shouted violently.I was covered back with some kind of coarse sheet.

"Presumptuous, I am a doctor, how can I be as unbearable as a vulgar person like you thinks?" The man cursed louder, "You stupid monk, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you prick her sleeping hole?"

Then someone pressed my head hard, and someone hugged me again, "Madam, hold back, don't cry, this charlatan I found will save you!"

With a sound of ah, someone wailed, and the "quack doctor" said contemptuously: "Stupid monk, hurry up and talk to her to divert your attention."

The man immediately changed his words submissively: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Madam, this miraculous doctor is sewing your wound. Your husband, lord, and that group of subordinates are like wolves and tigers." Ah. That strike was a bit harsh, no wonder you didn't come back to him. Hey, don't move, don't move, when you fell into the water just now, the corner of your eye was torn, and your hand was wrung by that Haotianhou. Poor thing. We've been in the water for a while, so we're a little swollen. Don't move, don't worry, we're safe."

There was a sound of tinkling objects, and the genius doctor sighed, "The old man has done his best, and it depends on her fate. I am here in a remote village, and I don't have any nurses, let alone maids. Just look at your house." Madame."

There was a humming noise, and then the sound of footsteps walking out of the house.

"Old man, wait for her to recover, and see how Lord Lan will treat you." Someone cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth, and then let out a long breath, as if trying to ease the resentment and depression.

After a while, just when I was drowsy, the voice whispered in my ear again: "Hey, Hua Mujin, don't worry, although this old Jianghu doctor has a bit of a temper, he is definitely not a bad person. He saved us. And with me by your side, no matter whether it is the rabbit man Hao Tianhou, or your husband with a fairy appearance and a devil heart, they will not be able to hurt you, so you can rest assured and have a good rest."

The voice then swore again, rambling on a lot, but with a hint of indescribable humor, which made me feel at ease again.

I was a little dazed thinking about who my husband was.Oh, I remembered, it was Yu Changan!

On the night of the business trip, when I returned to our community, my husband still had the snow-white body that was lingering wantonly with him.

Does Chang An still want to kill me?That's right, he doesn't want a divorce, and he doesn't want me to share half of his property. You should know how expensive house prices are in Shanghai now!How many people have broken their eyebrows and bowed their waists to work on real estate, and they have no regrets in being slaves for life!
In this way, not only do you not need to give me money, but you can also get my insurance premium smoothly.I was startled and angry, and fell asleep uncomfortably.

I don't know how long it took, I woke up amidst the fragrance of birds and flowers, I wanted to open my eyes, it hurt so much.In front of you is a bamboo hut, with white curtains, four silver smokers hanging on the four corners of the bed, and the air is filled with the fragrance of herbs.

where is thiswho am I?who am I?
I tried to think about it, but my chest was suddenly hot, as if countless past events had been activated. Suddenly, the memories of the two lives hit my heart like a raging tsunami, and finally it was frozen on a face of heaven and man.

The flower hibiscus loves the original non-white 1 years.

Yuan Feibai, Yuan Feibai, this name seems to be a beacon in the fog, illuminating my heart.Yes, Yuan Feibai, it is for Yuan Feibai that I want to die with Saruer, and I will try my best to escape from Song Minglei. I just want to see Yuan Feibai again.

Just like every time I wake up from the medicine of Wuyousan by chance, the joy in my heart overflows my heart, and tears of gratitude flow down.

Once upon a time, Zishang, whom I hated the most, became my favorite treasure.I wanted to touch that piece of Zishang gratefully, and moved my hand slightly, only to feel a biting pain in the corner of my eye.Why is everything in front of me black and white?And why is my other eye wrapped in gauze?Both of my hands were clamped with sticks, which were also covered with gauze, and there was a round object next to my hand...it seemed to be a wax gourd...

I took a closer look and realized that a bald head was sleeping soundly on his stomach. I moved my hand slightly, which woke him up.

A handsome bald boy jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Hua Mujin, oh, ma'am, you're awake."

It's him? !It was the mysterious little monk who saved me.

"Here is it?" As soon as I opened my mouth, even I was startled, as if a drake suddenly flew into the room, and then I coughed dryly in unbearable pain.

I moved my body and tried to get up.The bald boy quickly supported me and put a pillow on my back.

He seemed to be very familiar with me, and he kept chattering, "You scared me to death. Are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"

He brought up an earthen bowl, which contained a black oily liquid with a fishy smell, and a layer of black oil floated on it.I first thought of the medicine that Biying took as a meal in the early years, and then I thought of the crude oil in Gongyue City. In short, unpleasant memories came up, and the joy of not forgetting Feibai was wiped away.

So, I stared at the bowl, and the bald boy looked at me thoughtfully, then bowed his head carefully and blew for a while.I just noticed the ring scar on the top of his head.My heart moved: It seems that this person is really a monk. Thinking of the conversation last night, I can't help but wonder, who is this mysterious little monk?

The little monk raised his head in satisfaction, handed the earthen bowl to my lips, and said with a smile: "It's not hot anymore, drink it up, the old man told you to drink this bowl of medicine after you wake up."

I looked at him suspiciously for a while, but saw that his eyes were clear and bright, full of anticipation, and I couldn't help feeling warm in my heart.I moved my hand, but I was unable to hang it down, so I had to close my mouth, tried my best to endure the nausea, took a small sip, and immediately my facial features wrinkled together, and I almost didn't spit it out.Hey mom, what is this stuff?It's too bad to drink!

The little monk seemed to be amused by the way I was eating, so he gave a chuckle, then curiously imitated me, took a sip, and spit it all out.He frowned, "God, what the hell, it tastes like poison."

However, it was that bowl of poison that miraculously moistened my dry throat.I said hoarsely, "Who are you?"

The little monk stared blankly at me for 5 minutes, his smile narrowed, and then he slowly lowered the corner of his mouth, "Ma'am, don't you remember me?"

ah? !Who is he?
The corner of his mouth began to twitch, "Don't you remember the life and death relationship between us?"

Hey, did I remember wrongly, I actually swore to Xiao Liuyi?

His eyes began to blur with tears, "My little monk has never forgotten the days and nights of sharing weal and woe with my wife. I don't want my wife to be in Wuyousan, and I have completely forgotten the relationship between you and Lan Sheng."

Uh?Is that so?Seeing that he spoke with sincerity and was about to cry, I became puzzled.Is it really because of Wuyou San that I really forgot some important memories?

At this moment, a low barking sound of a dog was heard, and a shiny black dog jumped in, got on my bed, howled and flicked its tail at me, and looked at me for a long time with a pair of bright dog eyes. Then he was about to lie down on me, as if he wanted to lick me.

The little monk quickly put down the bowl in his hand, "Xiao Zhong, don't be naughty, come down quickly."

He wanted to catch the black dog, but the black dog nimbly bypassed him, jumped to the inside of my bed, lay down beside me, and put the dog's head on my lap, with a look of guarding me. look.I lowered my head slightly, met the same clear eyes of the black dog, and thought: Why is Song Minglei's dog following me?It doesn't seem to be afraid of me and this Lansheng at all.

"This vile dog." The little monk was busy for a while, maybe he was afraid of touching my wound, so he let go of his hand out of breath.

"This," I swallowed, looked at the dog again, and said with difficulty, "Are you Dongying or Xiying?" I tried to raise my two gauze-bound hands to touch the wound on my face, feeling the pain Had to scream.

The little monk jumped up, turned his head and shouted outside the room: "Quack doctor, quack doctor, it's terrible, her wound has recurred."

A figure flashed outside the window, and an old man with a head as big as a matchstick holding a big onion rushed in. The wrinkles on his face jumped and jumped as he ran, and he came to my bed all at once.

"Stupid monk, why don't you give her medicine?" The old man came over and stuck a few needles on my face and body, and my pain was relieved immediately. "Her anesthesia is over, so she will naturally hurt."

Someone force-fed me a bowl of liquid with a pungent fishy smell, and I fell into a coma again.

In the next few days, I slept and woke up, and every time I woke up, I saw the anxious eyes of the little monk named Lan Sheng, and the old man with the big onion head.He is a hidden genius doctor who claims to be surnamed Lin, usually doesn't talk much, and treats me very respectfully, but treats that little monk named Lan Sheng very casually, every time the two of them get together they bicker Laughing and scolding.He told Lan Sheng to feed me the smelly liquid as soon as I woke up. Gradually, the pain in my body decreased and I became more energetic, but I still couldn't open my left eye.

I woke up that day, and neither my eyes nor my body hurt that much anymore.Sure enough, the old doctor with a big head brought a pile of bottles and cans and a pile of gauze to remove the stitches for me, and I naturally grinned in pain.The old doctor kept saying softly: "Relax, ma'am, relax...Madam is protected by the gods and saved her life. Now that she is suffering a little, it is a happy event to suffer some flesh and blood. Relax, relax."

Is that so?I stared blankly at him for a moment with one eye.He continued to lament my miracle in the history of medicine for a long time with all the wrinkles on his face, and then said with a smile: "It takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, let alone such a serious injury for Madam."

When he almost finished his work, I hoarsely said: "Excuse me, my left eye..."

"I don't know yet," he sighed, and pointed to it with a trembling finger full of age spots, but said in a positive tone: "Everything is arranged by God."

I bowed my head silently.

Lan Sheng added a sentence at the top, "Hua Hibiscus, it's actually good to use one eye. It can save you from seeing so many evil things in the world."

(End of this chapter)