ladybug

Chapter 8

Title: To Wei Yan

Summary: Not Yan San

Everyone gathered in a circle to watch the fun, and I squeezed in from the outside.The sky does not follow people's wishes, under the blazing fire, the person in the middle is Wei Yan.

Sun Yiteng slapped Wei Yan slowly, and Wei Yan was as motionless as a mountain.His clothes were disheveled and his trouser legs were turned out and scratched. He had obviously been dragged all the way here.

Sun Yiteng lowered his hands and tore open his skirt, exposing his lean and strong chest to the cold wind.

Wei Yan didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't move, but his muscles tensed.Sun Yiteng's fingernails ran across his chest and abdomen, but there was no mark left.

People around shouted: "Hey, this shadow guard is very good at martial arts." "Try cutting twice."

Sun Yiteng chuckled: "Interesting. Let me see how far people with martial arts can do it? Relax, I can't cut into flesh."

He took out a dagger from his pocket, and slowly pressed down on the tender flesh of his shoulder blade.

Wei Yan really relaxed his muscles and let the knife go in, blood overflowed, dripping down Wei Yan's arms and chest.I am very careful, the wounds that have been bandaged with medicine!My head was throbbing, black air filled my eyes, I rushed forward, but was pulled back by a strong force.

Staggering a few steps, I looked back at Qi Jin.He reminded me: "Go and find the young master!"

I scrambled and scrambled to call the visitor to use a carriage, but I only cared about his martial arts: "Hey, this shadow guard's mentality is really different from other people..."

When I arrived at Wei Jin's residence, I jumped out of the carriage, and the servants came up to stop me.Wei Jin's roommate, Xiang Ru, said: "Young master, take a rest, Dr. Li will come back tomorrow." I said: "I have something urgent." However, I couldn't get many people, so I had to shout: "Wei Ba! Wei Ba! "After a while, Wei Jin came out, and the servants retreated and lined up on both sides of him.He asked in surprise: "Doctor Li, what's wrong with you? Wipe off your sweat." He handed over a silk handkerchief, which I held in my hand, and pulled him into the carriage: "A shadow guard in your family was humiliated by Sun Yiteng, a Jiangdong salt merchant. "

Wei Jin asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"

I was anxious: "Save him!"

Wei Jin turned her head and thought for a while: "Why don't you just give him his deed to you, once and for all."

I said, "Then how do you explain to Marquis Wei?"

Wei Jin snorted softly: "It's a small matter, I just talk to daddy. It's up to you if you want it."

I was grateful and finally calmed down.

When I arrived with Wei Jin, there was a faint fishy smell in the air in the courtyard.The crowd was noisy and excited.

Violence and gore are easy to evoke the sadistic desire hidden in people's heart.

Wei Yan still stood upright, even if every drop of blood on his body was drained, he seemed to be able to stand upright until he died.

Sun Yiteng waved a whip in his hand, a lambskin whip.The whip whistled and kissed Wei Yan's waist, adding another magnificence to the scarred body.He was even laughing, with a terrified look on his face: "I hate you people with high martial arts skills the most. You deliberately made things difficult for me and asked me to send my own daughter away..."

His technique is precise and powerful.Wei Yan's upper body was criss-crossed with knife wounds, scalds, whips, and criss-crossing, which unexpectedly had a strange beauty.The cloth was badly torn, but it still hung on him.

Looking at the whip technique alone, it can be called art.

And now this art makes me want to throw up.

I rushed up and grabbed Sun Yiteng's whip with my right hand.

He looked at me, let go of the handle, and said, "Which one is this? The master didn't say anything."

The crowd fell silent, and there was restlessness and excitement in the silence.

Wei Jin walked in: "What if...cough cough...the master has sent a message?"

Someone in the crowd asked in a low voice: "Could this coughing boy be Young Master Wei?" Someone replied: "Yes, haven't you seen this look?"

And Sun Yiteng said with a smile: "Oh? I don't know what young master Wei said?"

I helped Weiyan sit down, and tore off a piece of cloth from his body to stop the bleeding.There was nothing in his face or eyes.

Wei Jin said: "This shadow guard is now given to... ahem... the doctor who is taking care of me to test the medicine. He is not my Wei family."

Hearing this, Wei Yan suddenly raised his head, his face was full of evil spirit, extremely frightening.

The few people who were close couldn't help but backed away quietly.

He sealed a few acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and slowly stood up.

He had stood like a lifeless stone, and now he was a bewitched statue, and it represented Death.The intertwined scars on his body no longer aroused the sadistic desire in his heart, but more like some kind of life-killing spell, a medal brought by blood.

He looked at Wei Jin: "Young Master Wei Ba."

Wei Jin coughed and walked towards the carriage: "I'm going back. The Hou's mansion has been in bad luck recently, and visitors always get sick and die. All the guests should leave early."

Some people in the crowd pushed and shoved, and someone asked: "Why are you taking me back to the room?" Another person said: "Hurry up, do you want to get sick and die too?" The crowd dispersed in an instant.

Sun Yiteng was left in place.He threw away the whip, looking sullen, without fear.He laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you people with high martial arts skills torture us everywhere, but you can treat us as human beings?"

I thought he was crazy, obviously he was torturing Wei Yan.He took out his left hand from his bosom, held Wei Yan's right hand tightly, and whispered, "You want my life, take this."

Wei Yan let him hold it, and said to me in a deep voice, "Turn around."

I turned around in confusion, and a heavy object fell to the ground behind me.

Wei Yan walked around in front of me, landed heavily on his knees, and said in a deep voice, "Master."

I didn't dare to turn back, so I just asked him: "What about Sun Yiteng's body?"

He said: "There are servants to accept."

As soon as I pulled him up, I had mixed feelings: "Don't kill indiscriminately."

He agreed: "Yes."

Then I said hoarsely, "Come on, let's go back."

He killed someone, but I held his hand in my palm, the pulse was strong, stable and warm.

Back in the wing room, Shen Lian opened my hand and asked, "How did you do it?"

I lowered my head, and there was a red mark and bruise on the palm of my left hand that was oozing blood slightly.I had to tell Shen Lian: "At the banquet, we saw Sun Yiteng, a Jiangdong salt merchant, torturing Wei Yan, and I took Sun Yiteng's whip forcibly." When I saw it, it hurt like my heart, and I couldn't help but cry out.

Shen Lian took my hand and asked, "You are a doctor yourself, is the wound serious?"

I honestly said: "It's not serious, it's just painful."

Shen Lian asked: "So what happened to Sun Yiteng, why did you bring him back?"

I hesitated for a moment: "I asked Wei Ba for his body deed, and he..." He hesitated for a moment before being sick, "Kill Sun Yiteng."

Just as Shen Lian was about to speak, Qi Jin ran into my wing with a jug of wine in his hand, and said, "Although you don't know martial arts, Doctor Li, you deserve to be a good man today. I'm convinced, please you drink."

The little Shen Lian said lightly: "I learned when I was a child that it is not suitable to drink alcohol due to trauma."

Qi Jin still wanted to open his mouth, and Shen Lian took the lead to issue the order to chase away the guests: "It's better for them to rest more. Brother Qi, please go back first."

Qi Jin had no choice but to pick up the jar and walk away awkwardly.I ordered Shen Lian: "You open the medicine box I put in this wing, and bandage Wei Yan."

Shen Lian glanced at me with a sullen expression on her face, but she did it anyway.With a trembling left hand, I picked up the copper washbasin and went to the door to wash off the whips on my right hand.

The pain from the powder on the oozing wound made me convulse.After Shen Lian had almost bandaged Wei Yan, the shadow in the corner of the wing room became a little bigger.Wei Yan seems to like the dark place very much.

Shen Lian knelt down to pack the medicine box without raising her head: "Chu Ming's death, what are you going to do?"

I also have a headache. Why did Yan San kill Chu Ming?

There is no proof, it is just a small arrow, and it cannot prove anything.

After cleaning up, Shen Lian dragged a chair to sit down, took a sip of tea, and said, "I thought about it again, maybe...it's not Yan Butou."

"Not Yan San?"

He nodded, stroked the teacup, and slowly continued: "There is not enough evidence."