Going shopping under the scorching sun is indeed hard work. When returning to the yard with big bags and small bags, Ling Qingyu felt that she was about to collapse from exhaustion.
Yan San looked at Ling Qingyu who was paralyzed on the bed and refused to move any more, and said, "I'll take them to deliver the things to the boat, don't run around."
Ling Qingyu glanced at him and pointed to his waist, which meant that he would never move his nest!
Yan San smiled slightly, shook his head, walked to the bed, pressed her from shoulder to toe, watched her snort a few times comfortably, put her up after falling asleep, went out of the room, and closed the door casually Finally, he said to Bai Wei: "I'll take Eleven and the others to deliver the things to the boat, and you should pack them yourself. Tomorrow, Manager Cai will send someone to take you to Zhuangzi over there in the weaving workshop."
"Yes, Third Master." Bai Wei responded with a half-squat and saluted. Seeing that Yan San led the people away, Fang stood up and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. As long as the girl is not around, Mr. Yan's body will feel chilly, which makes people feel frightened.
Ling Qingyu didn't sleep for too long, the weather was too hot, which made her always feel restless, and there seemed to be a heat moving in her body.
Hey, I still blame the live erotic palace in the morning. I thought I could forget it when I was tired from shopping, but I dreamed about it again when I was sleeping. However, since arriving in Hangzhou, my body is a bit strange. Logically, this body is only seventeen years old, far from the time when I have such a strong sexual desire, but Ling Qingyu can clearly feel that I have had very strong desires several times. . Looking at the scene of eroticism today, it is even more obvious.
Feeling that the bottom was a bit wet, Ling Qingyu thought that he should boil some water for Bai Wei and take a bath.
"Bai Wei, Bai Wei." Ling Qingyu called twice, seeing no reply, got up and opened the door and walked out, only to see Bai Wei and several other girls lying on the ground, winking at her with wide open eyes .
Ling Qingyu was startled, and immediately turned around to leave, but was pushed by a strong force, pushed directly into the door, and then the door closed behind him.
"Hero, spare your life! If you want money, it's in the box over there. Our yard is full of children, and I have no color. You won't like it. Why don't you take the money and go to the Wanchun Building across the street." Ling Qingyu fell to the ground and said hurriedly.
"Hehe," came a low laugh from behind, and a deep male voice said, "How do you know I don't like it?"
After thinking about San Miao, Ling Qingyu turned sideways with one leg on the other, posing as if lying on his side and raising his head slightly, and said, "Really? Hero, the little girl is so happy!"
But he froze when he saw the man.
The man leaned against the door, covering his abdomen with one hand, and holding a long sword that was still dripping with blood in the other. But there was still a hint of crimson reflected on her beautiful and moving face.
"Young brother?" Ling Qingyu immediately covered his mouth as soon as the words came out.
Seeing the change in her expression, the man couldn't help laughing, coughed again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sword hand, and said with a smile, "Young lady, did you enjoy watching this morning?"
The corners of Ling Qingyu's eyes rolled wildly, and he said with a little embarrassment: "This, this, hey, look, I don't hold you accountable for breaking into my house and disturbing my sleep. That, let's settle the matter, shall we?"
Seeing that the man didn't answer, Ling Qingyu called out uncertainly: "Young hero?"
"My name is Yan Qi, don't call me Qingqingqing." Yan Qi said, casting a sidelong glance at her.
Yan Qi? Ling Qingyu got up with a whoosh and asked, "What's your relationship with Yan San?"
"You know Yan San?" Yan Qi asked in surprise. Seeing her approaching, he shook his sword and said, "Don't come here."
It really does matter! Ling Qingyu looked at him up and down, and said: "If you don't treat your injury, you will probably die. If you unlock the acupuncture points of my girls, I will treat you with kindness. Now, don't worry, you are Yan San's friend , I won't do you any harm."
Yan San's friend? Yan Qi looked at her like a monster, and then saw that she directly pulled his sword away without fear, and then put his hand on his shoulder, and supported him up with strength.
"Put the sword away, don't hurt anyone." Ling Qingyu took the sword in his hand in disgust, put it on the table, and then put him on the couch in front of the window with half support and half back.
"Those girls, the acupoints will be unlocked after a while." Yan Qi fell back on the couch and said, he escaped here by relying on one breath, and he didn't have much zhenqi for acupoints, just now he could only rely on the door With the strength not to let himself fall, he has no way to resist what this woman wants to do to him. But I didn't expect that this person who was so afraid of death at the beginning would actually get him done like this? Don't women scream when they see a sword
Ling Qingyu saw that as soon as he fell on the couch, the white cushion spread out on his own couch was immediately stained red, frowned, took away his hand covering his abdomen, and then took a deep breath.
The white, small but strong abdomen that I saw in the morning was cut wide open, and the wound was tied up with a cloth strip, but the cloth strip had already been loosened at this time, and once the hand was removed, the gash would not stop. Zhang He wrote, with blood gushing out, and some intestines also gushing out.
"Woo..." Yan Qi snorted in pain, his face became paler, looked at the wound himself, and said sadly: "Girl...leave me alone, you take those children... let's go."
"Someone is chasing you?" Ling Qingyu looked at the wound, unable to do anything, knowing that if this kind of injury was left untreated, he might either bleed to death or die from internal organ infection.
"Yes, woo... I guess we'll be here soon..." Yan Qi covered the wound again, he breathed a sigh of relief, the pain became more intense, and he said in a trembling voice, "Hurry up...they...see my...corpse ...I won't chase anymore..."
Ling Qingyu thought, then you shouldn't run away to us in the first place!
Seeing her expression, Yan Qi said apologetically, "I'm sorry... girl... I just... want... to die here..."
Why! Ling Qingyu rushed to her own box in the back room and rummaged through it, and found all the medicine Shi Fang gave her, then rushed to the kitchen to get a bottle of wine, and said to Bai Wei when passing by the yard: "Bai Wei, you When you get up, don’t make a sound, go and close the doors outside, clean up the blood, and then boil me a bucket of hot water.”
Taking the wine and standing in front of the couch, Ling Qingyu suppressed his mind and said, "Are you ready? This will hurt."
Yan Qi glanced at her and said, "Don't bother... ah!"
Ling Qingyu couldn't be bothered to listen to him, so he poured a bottle of wine on the wound. Yan Qi screamed, then bit his lips, shaking like a brush.
Ling Qingyu opened the bottle, which is said to be a holy medicine for healing. For what, for cutting a finger, it is very effective for being pierced by an embroidery needle (Shi Fang said so), the whole bottle of medicine powder was poured down, and then took out a box of ointment, remember Yan San and the others had used it before, so they dug out a big lump and applied it on the wound.
After finishing these actions very neatly, Ling Qingyu was very satisfied to see that the blood seemed not to be so active, and then saw Yan Qi's face that was as white as paper, his lips were bitten, and his hands were tightly grasping the edge of the couch , The body kept shaking, but he just didn't make a sound.
It's a man! Ling Qingyu praised in his heart, took out a clean sheet from the box, tore it hard, and wrapped it around his wound.
Bandage Ling Qingyu slipped away. Seeing that his clothes were getting in the way, he tore them off immediately after tying them up. After tearing off the clothes, he saw not only a big gash on the lower part of his abdomen, but also two arrows stuck in it. The extent of the flood of blood, it is estimated that there are many wounds on the back.
Both Yang Zhaoyan and Lu Yao had been injured before, but they had never been injured to such an extent, and Shi Fang was not around, Ling Qingyu didn't know how to deal with it, if he wanted to save his life, the best thing might be the red fruit. It's just that when she was about to take it out, she remembered what Yan San said that time, this is a life-saving thing, don't use it lightly.
Treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, it depends on whether your vitality can resist it! Ling Qingyu stuffed the small pouch back to his chest. He helped him up, and saw that there were indeed a few knife marks on his back that were deep enough to see the bones, and they were slashing across the white back like a shock.
"I gave you all the medicine, Shi Fang must remember me, Yan Qi! You must hold on!" Spraying a sip of white wine on it, Ling Qingyu sprinkled the medicine powder on the bed sheet as if free of money. The torn bandages were wrapped up, and the body in his arms was shaking violently, and the sound of chattering teeth could be clearly heard, but he didn't utter a single groan.
"Girl!?" When Ling Qingyu had bandaged his wounds, Bai Wei came in and turned pale when she saw the blood all over the bed.
"Go and clean up the blood stains outside. If anyone comes looking for them, they will say that we are women's households, and it is not convenient for people to come in. Is the water boiled?" Ling Qingyu said in a repeated voice, then picked up Yan Qi, Go to the innermost bedroom.
"Girl..." Yan Qi called out with trembling lips.
"Don't talk, I'll really run away." Ling Qingyu interrupted him. The man in his arms was not short, but the weight in his hands was really not heavy. It's hard for him to have such a slender body but still have such a strong body. muscle.
Gently put Yan Qi on his bed, Ling Qingyu pulled the handkerchief beside him to wipe off his sweat, and said: "You have to hold on, don't think about death so easily, since you are going to die in this room, Naturally, if you still have unfulfilled wishes, then hold on to me and don't let me down!"
Yan Qi stared at her for a long time, then nodded slowly, Ling Qingyu then smiled and said: "That's right! Have more confidence in yourself, if you don't want to die, Lord Yama can't accept you."
Although the girls were not very old, they worked neatly. They cleaned up the outside in a short time. The dirty clothes and sheets were directly thrown into the fire, and Bai Wei came in with a basin of hot water.