No, it's impossible, the Fan family has already returned the deed for thirty years, isn't it, and they have paid a terrible price for it.

The temples of the country are different from ancient times, neither for worship nor for worshipping the gods, but for travelers to rest, but looking at the degree of dilapidation of this temple, it is inevitable that it will fall into disrepair, and it is also rare in nearby villages, so it is no wonder that no one has repaired this.

The cultivator's dusting trick came in handy at this time, so although the temple was dilapidated, it was clean.

At this time, Shen Bujiao noticed that the man lying on the ground had blood on his legs, his whole face was pale and terrifying, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was dying.

The girl's condition is obviously much better, at least she is awake, and the two of them look about the same age as herself, but they don't know the specific age.

Shen Bujiao's eyes fell on Fu Shi, who was busy again, and when he saw a medical box next to him, he suddenly understood that this was a medical cultivator.

With red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, he doesn't look too old, and when he saw Shen Bujiao looking at him, Fu Shi grinned and showed a row of small white teeth, which was a little silly.

Fushi's eyes were very clean and pure, and there was a bit of compassion, and Shen Bujiao quickly retracted his gaze.

Zhu Zhihan half leaned at the foot of the chair, his eyes were sharp and fierce, like a little wolf cub, tense and defensive, Shen Bujiao smiled indifferently, picked up the two pieces of paper that floated to the far left, the thirty-year deed, and signed the names of the two parties, the rules and regulations were very clear, but the interests were biased towards the Fan family, which could be regarded as an overlord clause.

It's just that a big cross has been scratched on it, the ink is smudged, and the deed is invalid.

"Give me back ......" Zhu Zhihan's hoarse voice was fierce, glaring at Shen Bujiao fiercely.

"Your name is Zhu Zhihan?" Shen Bujiao looked at the name on the deed, and then pointed to the unconscious man lying on the ground and said, "That's your brother, Zhu Zhizhang." ”

Zhu Zhihan's face suddenly became gloomy, "You were sent by the Fan family?"

Shen Bujiao shook his head and took a few steps in the direction of Zhu Zhihan, who reflexively supported his body and moved a few steps back, but did not move again, and the vigilance in his eyes did not decrease at all.

It was the first time Shen Bujiao saw this kind of look on a girl's body, fierce, rebellious, and bloodthirsty.

Since she left home, it has been six years now, and in the past six years, she has suffered more losses, fights, and scheming than she has in the previous thirty years, and she has seen a lot of good and evil in human nature, some things have changed, and some have become more persistent.

"I don't know the people of the Fan family, just passing by. Shen Bujiao handed the two deeds to Zhu Zhihan.

Zhu Zhihan's fingers moved, and he tried his best to suppress a certain emotion, but he didn't raise it to catch the two fluttering papers, Shen Bujiao raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help but be surprised, she thought that Zhu Zhihan would grab it without hesitation.

After seeing Zhu Zhizhang's injury, Fu Shicha sighed faintly, shook his head and said, "Zhu Gongzi's leg is completely useless. ”

Zhu Zhihan thought that she would break down and cry, but she didn't, she was calm to a terrible situation, she asked: "Doctor Fu, is there a possibility of cure? No matter how good the pill is, I will pool up star coins to buy it, and I implore you to save my brother." ”

She supported her body with her elbows, her feet on the ground, and crawled to Zhu Zhizhang's side with great difficulty, from beginning to end, her hands did not touch the ground, hanging down weakly.

Hands are wasted, or hands.

Shen Bujiao stretched out his hand in mid-air, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Fu Shi said: "Zhu Gongzi is too seriously injured. He was silent for a moment before he said, "The person who started it is rushing to make him crippled, and there is no possibility of cure......

The meridians of the feet are broken, and the aura is mottled and messy, and it is impossible to cure.

Zhu Zhihan's eyes were red, his lips were pursed, his body couldn't stop trembling, and his eyes were full of despair and resentment.

Fu Shi fed Zhu Zhizhang a few pills, Zhu Zhizhang's frowning brows eased a little, he helped Zhu Zhihan up, and sighed lightly, "Zhu girl, let me see your hands......"

He came to this dilapidated temple early this morning, when Zhu Zhihan and Zhu Zhizhang, two brothers and sisters, were lying here unconscious.

Zhu Zhihan hurt his hands, and Zhu Zhizhang hurt his feet.

Zhu Zhihan didn't resist much, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and his eyelashes were stained with a little moisture, gloomy and sad.

When Fushi was diagnosed, Shen Bujiao stood quietly aside, and in an instant, Fushi's frowning brows gradually relaxed, "Miss Zhu, your hand is not as serious as your brother's injury, and there is still a possibility of rescue, but it is ......" He began to get entangled again.

"Just what?" Zhu Zhihan's desperate and sad emotions when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of lingering coldness and murderous intent, blinking, and looking at Fushi's eyes was a little gentler.

Fushi was able to take the initiative to diagnose them at this time, and Zhu Zhihan was grateful.

Fushi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "It's just...... I'm afraid that the girl's hands will not be able to do delicate work in the future, such as ...... Drawing symbols, drawing, etc., ......"

He is a doctor, and when he inspects Zhu Zhihan's hands, he can judge her occupation according to the position of the cocoon on her hand, Zhu Zhihan's hand is very rough, and the position of the cocoon is precisely the hand of the person who holds the pen all the year round.

Zhu Zhihan's eyelids drooped slightly, and he said calmly: "Got it." ”

She is a talisman cultivator, and she enters the Tao with talismans, and without these hands, her path of cultivation has been completely cut off.

Fan Jia...... It's too ruthless, her hands, her brother's legs, in exchange for a deed, freedom in the future, the Fan family can no longer control their lives, bind her will, and force her to do a lot of things she doesn't want to do, at the cost of her and her brother's future......

"Can you start?" Fu Shi asked Zhu Zhihan, he is a person who is very good at thinking about others.

"Let's get started. Zhu Zhihan nodded.

Fu Shi changed his gentle expression just now, became solemn, his fingers flew and formed one medical cultivation method after another, Shen Bujiao couldn't take his eyes off it, Fu Shi used the spirit needle as Zhu Zhihan's broken bones, Fu Shi's face became solemn, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and beads of sweat rolled down.

Zhu Zhihan's expression was forbearant and painful, her body kept trembling, her back was straight, her teeth snorted blood out of her dry lips, and the spirit needles were densely pierced all over her hands, Shen Bujiao didn't pay attention to Zhu Zhihan.

Now the sun is setting, the autumn night is cold, and the night is stepping on the footsteps of dusk.

By the time Zhu Zhihan came to his senses, the night was already deep, and the silver moon dotted the deep blue night sky, accompanied only by a few stars, and the night was quiet.

She moved her fingers, and the pain nerves finally fed back information to her, before Fushi was healed, her hand was completely unconscious, and when she heard the movement, Shen Bujiao, who was sleeping lightly, and Fushi, who had been busy, all looked at her.

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