Jiang Shenglin has been busy studying the poison in Zhang Can's body these days. He was so dizzy from all the research. He went out for some fresh air in the middle of the night and saw a burst of snow-white, crystal-clear fairy air in the courtyard. He almost thought he had ascended to heaven. He blinked his eyes again and realized that it was Master Zhu.
Zhu Yanyin asked: "Why hasn't the miracle doctor rested yet?"
"I just came out of the backyard." Jiang Shenglin sat on a stone bench, "Zhang Can's body can be burned tomorrow."
Zhu Yanyin sent someone to bring him some hot flower tea: "Have you found out?"
"Yes." Jiang Shenglin stretched his neck, "The people from Wanren Palace haven't come back yet?"
"No." Zhu Yanyin looked up at the sky. It was overcast with dark clouds, and it was likely that it would rain again in the mountains.
…
The wind was bitterly cold.
Pan Shihou said worriedly, "I wonder if there is any news from Miss Lan."
"No flares, no news." Li Sui glanced at the old man beside him, "You go back first, I'll take people to look in the east."
"I'll go with you." Pan Shihou refused to go back. Even though his eyes were sunken and his face was sallow, he couldn't let go and go home to sleep. Li Sui reached out and held his arm, and walked to the other side together.
The trees rustle.
Sporadic raindrops fell, leaving only a thin ray of light from the torch, and not even a bit of heat could be felt. When they reached the steep and slippery path, Li Sui was almost dragging Pan Shihou along. Shouts were heard all around, echoing in waves, making the environment seem even more desolate and lonely. Pan Shihou's teeth were chattering from the cold, and he became more worried when he thought of his son. He stumbled and almost slipped down the slope.
Li Sui grabbed him and carried him on his back without saying a word. Pan Shihou felt mixed emotions. After a long while, he finally said in a hoarse voice: "Luckily, you are here this time, otherwise, otherwise..."
"It's not too cold in the mountains at this time of year, and there are wild fruits to fill our stomachs." Li Sui said, "You don't have to worry too much."
Pan Shihou sighed dejectedly, his mind was confused and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The rain is getting heavier.
A disciple from Wanren Palace brought a raincoat and wanted to cover Pan Shihou with it.
Li Sui put the man in a sheltered place and said, "Wait here. I'll go check on Lan Yan."
Pan Shihou nodded repeatedly. Knowing that he was slow, he did not say that he wanted to follow.
The forest was so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. The torches were extinguished by the rain. The disciples of the Sky Spider Hall lit a small fire, which finally brought a little light. Even the wild animals hid deep underground. Apart from the Wanren Palace and the disciples of the Sky Spider Hall, there were almost no other living creatures in the mountains.
Li Sui suddenly stopped in alert.
The shadow guard beside him was puzzled: "Palace Master?"
A black shadow was passing through the grass at a very fast speed. Its limbs were so light that even the Wanren Palace Shadow Guards, who were known for their lightness skills, did not notice it. Only Li Sui noticed the abnormality, but he was still half a step late.
"careful!"
Pan Shihou was sitting under a tree pounding his shoulders, not realizing what was happening. When he heard Li Sui remind him to be careful, he jumped up instantly with the instinct of a martial artist. But at the same time, a black shadow had already broken through the bushes, and rushed towards him with wind and murderous intent!
The hideous and distorted face was infinitely magnified in the bonfire. Pan Shihou saw who it was in a panic and forgot to hide for a moment - although it was impossible for him to hide in the first place. He just stood there in shock: "Jinhua!"
Pan Jinhua didn't react at all, and didn't even look at his father. He was just like Zhang Can who had lost his mind, a "corpse" who only knew how to kill. Pan Shihou reached out to grab him, but Pan Jinhua had already passed him by, and continued to rush forward with his eyes wide open.
Li Sui sheathed his sword and blocked Pan Jinhua's attack with his bare hands. The two had fought many times when they were young, and Pan Jinhua was defeated in three moves every time, provided that Li Sui was willing to let him win, otherwise he would not be able to block even half a move. But this time was different, Pan Jinhua's internal strength seemed to have skyrocketed tenfold overnight, and even Li Sui was shocked by him so much that his forearm went numb and he took a half step back.
Pan Shihou stamped his feet anxiously: "Jinhua! Come back soon!"
The whites of Pan Jinhua's eyes were almost invisible and he let out a hoarse gasp. His mind was on fire, burning with only one sentence, the temptation hidden behind the silver mask - kill Li Sui.
Kill Li Sui.
He attacked again in a strange posture, wrapping around Li Sui like a zombie.
Pan Shihou was supported by his disciples, his legs unsteady. He had dreamed of his son making a breakthrough in martial arts, and taking on Li Sui's ten or twenty moves. If that day came, he would wake up laughing even in his dreams. But now, he witnessed Pan Jinhua and Li Sui fighting for nearly a hundred moves, but he felt no joy in his heart, only great fear - this kind of explosive internal force that exceeded the limit of ordinary people would often follow the unstoppable decline of the tide, just like dry wood poured with oil, it only takes a moment to burn to ashes.
"Jinhua!" He stumbled forward, trying to stop his son.
Li Sui also wanted to subdue Pan Jinhua as soon as possible. It was not difficult for him to defeat him, but how to hand him back to Pan Shihou in one piece was difficult. The opponent was like a madman now, a fragile madman made of glass, who would be smashed to pieces if he was not careful. In order not to hurt him, Li Sui had to dodge a move sideways, but Pan Shihou ran over at this time. Pan Jinhua was getting anxious, and seeing someone dared to stop Li Sui, the beastly anger in his heart suddenly rose, and he clenched his hand into an iron claw and attacked his father's face directly.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Pan Jinhua laughed dryly, his claws almost piercing Pan Shihou's eyes. Li Sui grabbed Pan Shihou by the back of his collar and dragged him away from where he was. Behind him was a dark high cliff. Seeing that Pan Jinhua was still rushing forward, Li Sui had to use his other hand to hold Pan Jinhua's left wrist.
Pan Jinhua was enraged again. He swung his backhand heavily in the air, hitting Li Sui's shoulder with a dull sound of fracture. He gritted his teeth and threw Pan Shihou back under the tree far away from the cliff. He freed his hand and hit Pan Jinhua's neck from the side, finally knocking him unconscious.
"Palace Master!" Lan Yan also arrived with his men at this time.
"Jinhua, Jinhua?" Pan Shihou called his son repeatedly, and ordered loudly, "Quick, quick, all of you come here, help the young master back to the city, go back to the city to find Doctor Jiang!"
The disciples of Tianzhu Hall used their outer robes to make a simple stretcher and carried Pan Jinhua out of the mountain in a chaotic manner.
Pan Shihou also followed at a trot.
Lan Yan curled her lips and said, "He is truly a biological son. He forgot everything else once he found us and didn't even say hello to us."
There were some water drops on Li Sui's face, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or cold sweat. He threw the leather wristband aside, and there was a row of bleeding teeth marks on his wrist.
Lan Yan was horrified when she saw this: "Did Pan Jinhua bite it?"
"Yes." Li Sui said, "I couldn't free my hands just now, so he took the opportunity to bite me."
Lan Yan stamped her feet: "The Palace Master is still standing here!" Didn't the reason why Pan Jinhua became a madman was because he was bitten alive by Zhang Shen? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel anxious. She grabbed his sleeve and was about to go find Jiang Shenglin. This pull and tug caught the big devil Li off guard. His face froze in pain and he was almost taken away by a wave.
Lan Yan: “…”
Li Sui pointed at his left shoulder, expressionless: "Be gentle, it's broken."
Lan Yan really couldn't understand why the Palace Master could get himself injured all over just to capture Pan Jinhua - was the unlucky guy from the Sky Spider Hall really that precious that he couldn't stand the slightest injury
Li Sui took a short breath, stood up and said, "Let's go back."
Lan Yan followed behind him, worried the entire way, fearing that her palace master would suddenly turn into a tragic old zombie while walking.
Zhu Yanyin was also worried for most of the night. He waited and waited but no one showed up. When the moon went out and it started to rain, the housekeeper urged him three or four times before he reluctantly went back to his room to rest. He took a long time to bathe and wash himself, and before he could lie back in bed, he heard a commotion outside the yard again.
"Is Palace Master Li back?" He sat up from the bed.
Zhu Xiaosui replied that it was not Palace Master Li, but the people from Tianzhu Hall who came back and heard that they had found Pan Jinhua.
"Really?" Zhu Yanyin lifted the quilt, "I'll go take a look."
Zhu Xiaosui was stunned. This had nothing to do with us. We had never dealt with Pan Jinhua before, so why did we go and watch the fun
Zhu Yanyin had already walked out of the door wrapped in his outer robe.
"Young Master, Young Master, please wait for me!" Zhu Xiaosui ran all the way.
Those who heard the noise in the Wulin League also came to investigate. Jiang Shenglin sat by the bed and gently opened Pan Jinhua's eyelids. He was startled by the almost completely black pupils. Pan Shihou was also terrified: "This... Divine Doctor, is there still hope for my son?"
"Let's give it a try." Jiang Shenglin sighed and told the medicine boy to bring his box over.
Zhu Yanyin quietly slipped into the room and saw that everyone inside had a solemn look on their faces and the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Jiang Shenglin was giving acupuncture to Pan Jinhua, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The medicine boy beside him took a towel to help wipe it from time to time, without making a sound.
Judging from the situation, Pan Jinhua was probably seriously ill. Zhu Yanyin was tactful and kept silent. After leaving the room, he found a disciple from Mingtian Zhu Hall and asked, "Where is Palace Master Li?"
"Still behind."
"Why didn't you come back together?"
"have no idea."
Not knowing what it meant, Zhu Yanyin wanted to ask, didn't you go out together, how come you don't know, but the other party had already hurried away, yelling for someone to boil water for his young master. Zhu Xiaosui muttered in a low voice, why are you shouting so loudly, if you don't know, you might think your young master is about to give birth.
Zhu Yanyin rebuked: "This is a matter of life and death, stop talking nonsense."
"Yes, I know I was wrong." Zhu Xiaosui supported him, "Young Master Pan is still unconscious and won't wake up for a while. Why don't I take him back to his room to rest, and we'll come back tomorrow morning."
Zhu Yanyin thought, why should I look at Young Master Pan? I am not familiar with him.
He was thinking quickly in his mind, what excuse could he find to stay here, but there was another noise outside the courtyard: "Palace Master Li."
Zhu Yanyin was delighted and ran out to meet him.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Li Sui held his arm, "Be careful."
"I was asleep, and when I heard the noise outside, I got up to check." Zhu Yanyin answered carefully, not revealing his sleepless thoughts. He was still very elegant and dignified, and asked again, "Why did you come back just now?"
Lan Yan didn't have time to greet him, and pushed through the crowd to find Jiang Shenglin. Li Sui took Zhu Yanyin back to the bedroom and said, "It's okay, just a minor injury."
"Where?" Zhu Yanyin was startled, "Let me see."
Li Sui sat on the chair, unbuttoned the leather buckle at his waist with one hand, took off his outer robe and asked, "How is Pan Jinhua?"
"Doctor Jiang is still checking. No one said anything, so I didn't ask." Seeing that he had difficulty moving with one hand, Zhu Yanyin also went to help. "It doesn't look good... Is your shoulder injured?"
"Pan Jinhua's Kung Fu is even more bizarre than Zhang Shen's, but my injury is not serious. I will be healed after resting for ten days or half a month." Li Sui said, "There is medicine in the cabinet, get it for me."
Zhu Yanyin was worried. He took a closer look at Li Sui's swollen shoulder. He asked Zhu Xiaosui to call his own doctor and touched it lightly with his index finger: "Does it hurt?"
Li Sui raised the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't hurt."
Then he asked, “Are you waiting for me?”
Zhu Yanyin remained calm and said, “No, no, I didn’t wait. I already said it. I was asleep and was woken up by the noise.”
Li Sui laughed again, and this time he probably laughed half of Lu Qing. His shoulders were no longer shaking uncontrollably, but it was a very beautiful laugh.
Beauty should be viewed under the light, and the same effect applies to the big devil.
Anyway, this made the young man from Jiangnan very distracted and confused, but he had to pretend that nothing had happened.
In the next room.
Lan Yan whispered something in Jiang Shenglin's ear.
Jiang Shenglin frowned and stopped what he was doing: "Are you okay?"
"It doesn't look serious now, but the bite..." Lan Yan glanced at the unconscious Pan Jinhua, "When will this end?"
"Young Master Pan is seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't be back until tomorrow morning." Jiang Shenglin put the silver needles back on the tray, wiped his hands and stood up, "I'll go take a look first."
When Pan Shihou saw Jiang Shenglin was about to leave, he immediately became anxious and stood in front of him and asked, "Where is the miracle doctor going?"
"Master Pan, my palace master is also injured." Lan Yan patiently said, "Send the divine doctor over to take a look. If he is fine, he will be back immediately."
"No, my son is seriously injured and cannot be without a doctor for even a moment." Pan Shihou said hurriedly, "Palace Master Li, Palace Master Li, I'll go get another doctor for him. I'll send someone over now."
Lan Yan didn't like this old man in the first place, and now seeing him being so selfish, she was even more furious. It was only for Li Sui's sake that she suppressed her anger and explained in a gentle voice: "The Palace Master was beaten by Young Master Pan, and he bit him so hard that his hands were covered in blood." It's an exaggeration, but it's a fact that your son bit someone.
Normally, any normal person would have expressed some opinion after what was said, but Pan Shihou acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He still insisted on not letting Jiang Sheng leave and insisted on finishing his son's medical examination first.
Lan Yan was furious, if not 100 meters in anger. You saw with your own eyes that your son was bitten into a monster by Zhang Shen, and now my palace master has also been bitten by your son, but you refused to let him see a doctor. Who gave you this habit
Jiang Shenglin was sandwiched between the two and was the least anxious one. He said to Pan Shihou, "I'll be back soon. Young Master Pan doesn't need a moment, so let him have a good rest first."
Pan Shihou wanted to say something, but was blocked by Lan Yan. Jiang Shenglin took the opportunity to go to the next door, where the doctor from Zhu Mansion was bandaging Li Sui's shoulder. He said that he had finished the examination and although there was a bone injury, it was not serious and he would recover after resting for a while.
Li Sui asked: "How is Pan Jinhua?"
"I'm not optimistic. We can only try our best." Jiang Shenglin pulled his wrist over to check, "Did it only bite here?"
Zhu Yanyin then realized that he actually had a bite wound. Thinking of Zhang Can biting Pan Jinhua, his face suddenly turned pale: "What should I do?"
"Get some blood-clearing and bleeding-stopping powder for external application." Jiang Shenglin warned, "The bite is not shallow, don't let the wound get wet for the next few days."
Li Sui nodded: "Okay."
Zhu Yanyin was worried: "Is it enough to clear the stasis and stop the bleeding without getting wet? Do we need some detoxifying medicine? After all, Pan Jinhua... It's better to be careful."
"I have been studying Zhang Shen's corpse these past few days." Jiang Shenglin said, "The reason why he became insane is because his brain was corroded by drugs, and he also took a poison bath to forcibly twist his tendons and veins in order to increase his power in a short period of time. This method is just vicious and evil, but it is unlikely that one bite will make him crazy."
Zhu Yanyin was skeptical: "But isn't Pan Jinhua a living example?"
"I still need to study in detail what happened to Pan Jinhua." Jiang Shenglin said, "But this bite is really not serious, it's only a little more serious than a mosquito bite."
As he was talking, there was another knock on the door. Pan Shihou sounded quite anxious: "Divine Doctor Jiang, Divine Doctor Jiang!"
And Lan Yan's voice: "The miracle doctor said that Young Master Pan doesn't need this much time, why is Master Pan so anxious?"
Li Sui said, "Go ahead."
Jiang Shenglin patted him on the shoulder, turned around and opened the door.
Pan Shihou felt relieved and hurriedly took the miracle doctor back to the next room without even looking at Li Sui in the room.
Two hours ago, in the cold forest outside the city, the warmth left by the words "Thank goodness for you" while relying on each other was so short-lived that it lasted only a moment. Li Sui held the teacup in one hand, leaning back lazily on the back of the chair, but his eyes were lowered.
Lan Yan closed the door with a bang.
Li Sui asked: "Who made you angry again?"
"Who else could it be?" Lan Yan pulled a chair over and sat down. "The Sky Spider Hall is really too much. Why does the Palace Master take care of them so much? I think the old man only cares about his son, not others. I just went to ask the doctor, and he said that the Palace Master was bitten by his son and bled, but he didn't react at all."
"His own son's life is at stake. Let him worry if he wants to. It's human nature." Li Sui stretched his muscles and bones. "I'm fine. Go get some hot water."
Lan Yan agreed and ran downstairs to prepare bathing supplies.
Zhu Yanyin watched the doctor bandage the wound on his wrist. Although he was still worried, when he thought of Jiang Shenglin's medical skills, he felt that there was nothing to worry about and that maybe everything was really okay.
Li Sui asked: "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Zhu Yanyin came back to his senses, "I'll have someone get you something to eat so you can rest early after eating."
The cook of Zhu's house was very skillful. He steamed egg custard, cooked noodle soup, and mixed three or four side dishes, and sent them in. Zhu Yanyin also took a pair of bowls and chopsticks and ate slowly with him. It was still very noisy outside, with people from various sects coming and going, but once the door was closed, it was none of their business.
Zhu Yanyin took a bite of noodles and looked up at him.
She picked up a piece of cold dish with chopsticks and looked up at him again.
Li Sui came closer: "What's wrong?"
Zhu Yanyin felt a little unhappy. No, he felt very unhappy.
Li Sui reached out his hand and gently wiped off some of the soup on his lips: "Who offended you? Tell me and I will kill him."
Zhu Yanyin said angrily: "Pan Shihou!"
Li Sui laughed dumbly: "Why do both of you dislike him?"
Zhu Yanyin put down his chopsticks, and said with a little bit of anger and heartache: "In the future, you will follow me back to Jiangnan. The thing I have the most is elders, fat and thin, tall and short. They will love you the same way they loved me." He didn't care about Pan Shihou anymore. He could just hold his son during the New Year. He was very angry, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
Li Sui didn't smile this time, his hand was still on the other's lips: "Okay."
Zhu Yanyin felt a little better and handed the chopsticks back to him: "Then eat more, and I'll find someone to make your bed again."
Li Sui was puzzled: "Why do you need to make the bed?"
"You are injured, you should sleep softly, don't lie on the hard wooden board anymore." Zhu Yanyin stood up, "Eat well, don't worry about the rest."
Perhaps because he was still angry at Pan Shihou, Mr. Zhu's tone was still aggressive and he looked murderous, as if he was looking for a fight.
Palace Master Li: "...Okay, you change."
The servants of the Zhu Mansion carried brocade bedding and cotton mattresses and entered in a neat line, and left in a neat line in an orderly manner.
I've been busy for about half an hour, but it's still not finished.
Li Sui had no choice but to go to Jiang Shenglin's room to take a bath and wash up. He stood in the yard for a while wiping his wet hair with one hand. When he saw that the room was finally quiet, he pushed the door open and went in.
It smells so good.
The spring flower fields were covered with fallen petals after being struck by thunderstorms, eighteen dancers were dancing simultaneously on the Qinhuai River, and the empress in the palace was burning incense and praying, but the effect was not as good as the incense in Palace Master Li's bedroom.
The bed covers had been completely replaced. Since she didn't bring any extra bedding, she used the silk quilt and brocade pillow that Zhu Yanyin often used. They were as white as snow and felt smooth and light to the touch. The gauze curtains were embroidered with light green orchids and neatly divided on both sides with jade hooks. There were several sachets embroidered with flowers hanging at the head of the bed. The step stool was covered with snow-white fur cushions and a pair of soft shoes. The candles were replaced with South China Sea pearls hidden in a secret box. There was also a copper incense burner at the end of the bed, and the incense was curling, light and quiet.
Zhu Yanyin sat on the bed and patted the pillow with satisfaction: "Come here."
A group of Jiangnan bullies are about to have their wedding night ready.