This is where the academy stores wood strips to prevent termites. The space is so cramped that two adult men can barely squeeze in. Being in such close contact with the nightmare itself, Zhu Yanyin was about to vomit again. Li Sui obviously also recalled the vomiting he had in Tiger Roar Gorge, and his face froze.
The footsteps outside are getting closer.
Zhu Yanyin's breathing became more and more difficult, and his desire to survive made him struggle desperately. This shows that Palace Master Li really has no experience in kidnapping, and he always kills people directly, so he didn't realize that when he covered the other person's mouth, he also covered his nose. He was still wondering why the person in his arms was so fluttering, humming, and twisting. In order to avoid exposing his whereabouts and alerting the enemy, he simply made a mistake and squeezed the person unconscious.
Such brutal behavior is indeed completely unreasonable.
Mr. Zhu II fell into darkness in the dull pain: Ah, I am dead.
Li Sui held the snow-white rich young man in one hand and changed direction easily.
Through the slit in the window, I could see two people walking towards me. They were wearing dark shorts and holding brooms and dustpans in their hands. They looked like servants in the academy.
There were not many fallen leaves in this season, and the two of them swept the floor clean in no time. However, they did not leave as usual, but squeezed sideways into an empty house with a rusty lock.
Li Sui had been waiting here for two days. He finally waited for the other party to make a move. He wanted to follow him to see what was going on, but Zhu Yanyin had no idea what he was dreaming about. His right hand was cramping, and he clenched his sleeve tightly, unable to pull it. The difference between Palace Master Li and the devil was fully reflected at this time. He did not choose to cut off the second son Zhu's hand on the spot, but only tore off half of his sleeve.
Zhu Yanyin was placed on the pile of camphor wood by him. He smelled the familiar scent of books, held the cloth in his hands, and fell into a sleep with more and more concentration.
The empty house that the two servants sneaked into was square, with no furniture inside and no place to hide anyone. The mechanism could only be underground.
Li Sui glanced around and after a quick look, he quietly retreated to the utility room, picked up Zhu Yanyin horizontally, and swept out of Chui Liu Academy like a cloud shadow.
Zhu Xiaosui was running out with a cape in her arms. Before she even stepped out of the door, she was startled by Palace Master Li who fell from the sky. Then, she was startled again by the unconscious Zhu Yanyin: "Young Master!"
He was so frightened that his voice was hoarse. He didn't even care about being afraid of the story in the book "I have to eat a person every day". He dropped what he was holding and rushed forward: "Master, wake up!"
Li Sui couldn't stand the noise: "He will wake up in three hours."
His tone was emotionless as always, and of course there was no trace of guilt. So Zhu Xiaosui was led astray, and did not even think that "his son might not have fainted voluntarily". He thought that the dampness in the courtyard was too cold, and the man who had just recovered from a fever could not stand it, so he shouted for the servants to come and help, and at the same time, he did not forget to thank Li Sui.
"Thank you, Palace Master Li. Thank you, Palace Master Li." At this time, Zhu Zhang also ran over, panting.
And the dozens of other servants, maids, and guards who were responsible for taking care of Young Master Zhu, a huge group of them, all rushed to pay their respects with cold sweats. It was a good thing that he was picked up and sent back. If my young master had fainted on the ground and no one was taking care of him...ah, I dare not even think about it.
Li Sui: “…”
Jiang Shenglin was busy drying medicine in the next yard. When Zhu Zhang invited him over, he just happened to see a black hem of a dress flashing across the yard wall. His heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know what had happened, his intuition told him that someone should not have developed to the point of "seeing an unconscious patient on the side of the road and then being kind enough to send him home". Upon further inspection, he found faint red finger marks on Zhu Yanyin's neck.
Zhu Zhang asked nervously: "Divine Doctor, why is my son in a coma again? Is it because his body is weak after the fever subsided?"
Jiang Shenglin looked at the loyal old housekeeper and said to himself, "Yes, you still need to rest more in the future."
Zhu Yanyin was still holding the half piece of cloth in his hand, his knuckles turning white. When Jiang Shenglin was examining him, he finally coaxed him to take it away. He couldn't help but scold Li Sui in his heart, "You and he are both suffering from the same pain, so why can't you just get along well with each other? I finally cured him, and you turned around and knocked him unconscious again. Do you have nothing to do?"
My brain hurts.
Zhu Yanyin's head hurt even more. He slept for three or five hours and struggled to wake up from a nightmare. He was still dazed and hadn't figured out what had happened when he heard Zhu Xiaosui beside the bed sobbing and muttering, "Fortunately, Palace Master Li sent the young master back." Then he fainted again immediately.
Zhu Xiaosui: "Sir!"
Jiang Shenglin was stunned, and once again had a new understanding of the extent of Li Sui's evil.
But... this won't work, we have to find a way for the two of them to coexist peacefully, or even if we can't coexist peacefully, at least we have to stop feeling dizzy when we hear their names. After all, one is an old injury, and the other is a stubborn brain disease, both of which require a lot of effort and time to cure, and I'm afraid they'll have to travel together for a long time.
That night.
Li Sui was puzzled: "You want me to accompany him to travel around?"
Jiang Shenglin corrected: "You don't have to travel, but at least you have to act less like a perverted murderer."
Li Sui: "Get lost."
Jiang Shenglin: "Get lost, I haven't even asked you why you knocked Mr. Zhu unconscious for no reason."
Li Sui said, "I was at Chui Liu Academy trying to get information, and he was shaking his head and reciting couplets one by one in the corridor, almost causing trouble."
"What did you find out?" Jiang Shenglin moved a chair over and sat down.
"There are indeed many strange things in the academy. The kung fu skills of several servants seem to be quite good. I suspect they have hidden people in the tunnel."
"Master Pan has been investigating for so long. If he is not more than 80% sure, I am afraid he would not tell you." Jiang Shenglin said, "The source of the information is reliable, but before verifying Shangru Villa and Du Yafeng, you must first appease Mr. Zhu."
Li Sui was displeased: "I'm not a doctor."
Jiang Shenglin: "I am."
Jiang Shenglin said righteously, and you have already eaten a box of blood dwarf, five bird's nests, seven snow lotus, and eight Changbai Mountain old ginseng sent by the Zhu family. What's wrong with helping to comfort the second son of Zhu? What's more, you were the one who frightened him sick in the first place.
Li Sui: “…”
Jiang Shenglin slammed the table: "Then it's settled."
But to be honest, Palace Master Li was unwilling to return to Palace Master Li, and the people in Zhu Mansion were even more unwilling. When the housekeeper heard that Jiang Shenglin was going to arrange for his son to travel with Li Sui, his eyes almost popped out and his head shook like a rattle. Where did this nonsense come from? Absolutely not, absolutely not.
Jiang Shenglin said earnestly, "But Master Zhu and Palace Master Li will have to go to the Northeast together in the future, so they will inevitably meet each other. You can't faint every time. This disease needs to be cured quickly."
Zhu Zhang held Jiang Shenglin's hand earnestly and said, "Why don't you name a price, Doctor? As long as you are willing to go back to Jiangnan with us, any amount of money will do."
Although Jiang Shenglin also wanted to go to Jiangnan and become a landlord, it was not really possible now.
Zhu Zhang had no choice but to agree.
In the comfortable brocade quilt, Mr. Zhu was leaning on a pillow decorated with gold threads, holding a crystal jade bowl and eating nougat stalk porridge with great concentration.
Jiang Shenglin sat on the bed and asked gently, "How do you feel today?"
"Not bad." Zhu Yanyin said, "Xiaosui said this morning that she wanted to go for a walk with me."
"That's perfect." Jiang Shenglin took advantage of the opportunity and said, "It seems that Palace Master Li is also going to the Qingfu River. Why not let him take you, Iron Palm, for a float on the water."
Zhu Yanyin didn't swallow a mouthful of porridge and almost vomited milk on the spot. He looked at the doctor in horror: "Who?"
Relying on his many years of medical experience, Jiang Shenglin felt that even if he talked about an evil ghost at this moment, it might be a hundred times more gentle and amiable than Li Sui.
“… No one, no one.”
Force is not going to work, we have to think of other ways to make Palace Master Li appear less eerie and scary.
So that afternoon, a group of people were sitting in a teahouse, eating dim sum and drinking Longjing tea, when suddenly a thin old woman appeared across the street, carrying a heavy basket full of vegetables and walking tremblingly.
Zhu Yanyin ordered Zhu Xiaosui: "Go and help the old man."
Zhu Xiaosui agreed and just as she stood up, a familiar figure appeared on the street.
Zhu Yanyin: “!”
Li Sui helped the old man up with an expressionless face, picked up the vegetable basket, and left.
Zhu Yanyin: “?”
Jiang Shenglin praised: "Palace Master Li is really willing to help others."
Another day, Zhu Yanyin was having dinner in a restaurant when a group of hooligans on the street suddenly started making trouble, shouting and smashing things at the innocent shop owner.
Zhu Yanyin ordered the servants: "Go down and take a look. Don't let them hurt anyone."
The servants said in unison: "Yes!"
Then Palace Master Li descended from the sky with an expressionless face, slapped dozens of people away with one move, helped the old shop owner who was sitting on the ground, and left.
Zhu Yanyin: “…”
Jiang Shenglin hurriedly praised: "Palace Master Li is really chivalrous!"
On the third day, when Jiang Shenglin tried to arrange Li Sui to help his neighbors plant rice, Palace Master Li finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the Xiangjun Sword and went out without saying a word.
Jiang Shenglin asked: "Where are you going?"
Li Sui jumped onto the horse and his figure left the world in a cloud of dust.
Zhu Yanyin was wandering on the street.
There are many academies in this area, and naturally there are many kinds of calligraphy and paintings, real and fake mixed together, which is quite interesting to look at. Among them is Wu Daozi's "Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll", with round brushwork and fluttering clothes and ribbons, it's really - oh!
Zhu Yanyin was confused. One moment he was bending over and concentrating on watching the gods, and the next moment he started flying in the clouds. He was so frightened that his soul flew away.
Kicking the Snow Wuzhu was in high spirits and rushed towards the outside of the city happily.
All this happened extremely quickly, so quickly that by the time Zhu Xiaosui reacted, there was no trace of her young master left.
This... this... robbing a man in broad daylight, is there any law
He cried out "Wow" and ran back to find help.
The wind was howling outside the city.
Zhu Yanyin’s face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his heartbeat was tentatively on the edge of stopping and starting.
Li Sui held his waist with one hand to prevent him from slipping off the horse. Later, perhaps because he felt that he was too stiff, he kindly said, "Don't be nervous. I'll take you to the Qingfu River."
The Qingfu River has beautiful scenery, and literati often come to enjoy the fragrance and write poems. It is indeed a good place, but Palace Master Li does not have the temperament of a poet at all. He only has the temperament of laughing wildly and killing people.
Zhu Yanyin thought in despair, Ah, I died again.