Hua is a chivalrous woman, Mo Zili was injured for her, she naturally would not retreat from him for the so-called etiquette, reputation or something, she did not hesitate to step forward to help Mo Zili, sat down on a big stone, opened his robe, and went to check his wounds. Sure enough, he saw that his right thigh was pierced by a sharp stone with a big bloody wound, and the blood was still bubbling out, dyeing the entire trouser leg red, looking at the blurred flesh and blood, shocking, I don't know how big the wound is.

"Why did you hurt so badly?"

She frowned, and hurriedly pulled the corners of her skirt, trying to tear a strip of cloth to bandage his wound first, but the silk was soaked in water, and it was very slippery, and she didn't have much strength on her body, so she couldn't tear it twice.

Mo Zili looked at Chrysanthemum's anxious appearance, and suddenly felt that the injury was not so painful.

He said, "Don't be busy, I'll do it myself!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a short knife from his boots, and when he heard the sound of "stabbing", he had already cut off a large piece of his robe, and neatly wrapped the placket around his injured leg, and after wrapping it, he stood up and said, "Let's go!" ”

Chrysanthemum looked around blankly: "Where are you going?" ”

"We were washed up on the river bank here, there is a dragon king temple, first go there to make a fire to bake clothes, to avoid the cold, otherwise I am afraid that the wind and cold will enter the body."

Chrysanthemum had already been shivering from the cold, her face was pale, and she nodded hurriedly when she heard the words: "Okay, okay, uh...... You're hurt, can you walk on your own? I'll help you go. ”

"Not necessarily!"

Mo Zili was not weak enough to need her support, and walked upstream, collecting dry branches, dead grass, and some flammable things as he went. Chrysanthemums followed suit, and also picked up something that could be burned.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I saw the Dragon King Temple that Mo Zili said.

A small temple, built on a high ground in the riverbed, was probably built by a wealthy family in order to repay their wishes, otherwise there would not be such an abrupt building in this remote place. Seeing the small temple, the chrysanthemum is like seeing the life-saving elixir, she is already freezing to death, and she is very happy to see a place where she can keep warm from the cold. Her eyes lit up and she said: "Master Mo, you are really amazing, in such a dangerous situation, you actually noticed the environment by the river, which is like me, patronizing and scared!" ”

Men like to be praised by the women they like, Mo Zili is not exempt from vulgarity, hearing Chrysanthemum's words, he raised his lips happily, but he didn't say anything, only said: "Come in!" Then he pushed open the broken door of the Dragon King Temple.

This small temple is very small, only a small hall, there is no side hall or anything, and there is only a small hall has been dilapidated, in the middle of the hall is enshrined a simple statue of the dragon king, it has long been peeled off the paint and faded, it has become mottled, perhaps because of the fact that no one has been here for a long time, the dust on the offering table is as thick as copper coins, and there is a salty and wet musty smell in the house.

Fortunately, I don't know who piled up a pile of firewood in the corner, and now, I don't have to worry about heating.

After entering the house, Mo Zili threw the dead grass and branches in his arms on the ground, and set up a large branch to form a tower, ready to light a fire, but when he touched his waist, he frowned again.

Originally, there was flint in his waist bag, but after she untied his belt in the river, all the things in his waist bag were washed away, not to mention flint, not even gold sore medicine and silver tickets.

"What's wrong?"

Chrysanthemum squatted down across from him, put aside the little firewood she had picked up, and kept it for later when the firewood was not enough.

Mo Zili said in a sullen voice: "The flint is gone!" ”

Hearing this, Chrysanthemum's expression shattered, she had already shivered from the cold, her lips were bruised, she was forced to come all the way, she was counting on a warm fire to roast her frozen body, as soon as she heard that there was no way to make a fire, the fire of hope in her heart was also extinguished by 'thorn', and her whole heart was cold, even colder than the wet and cold clothes attached to her body.

She was a simple woman, her joys, sorrows and sorrows were written on that little face, and after learning that there was no fire, she pursed her mouth tightly, and she was about to cry.

Mo Zili almost laughed when he saw her like this, he held back a laugh and said: "There is no flint, and it can also start a fire, but it is just a little troublesome." ”

"Huh? It's true? ”

Chrysanthemum opened her red eyes and said seriously: "You didn't lie to me? ”

Mo Zili smiled lightly, did not squeak, only chose a large piece of dry wood, cut a dry branch with a short knife, sharpened one end of the branch, stood on the dry wood, rubbed the branch and turned.

After a while, white smoke came out of the tip of the branch, and Mo Zili sped up and turned for a while, and the branch actually caught fire.

"Wow! Is that okay? You're amazing! ”

Chrysanthemum looked at the branch in Mo Zili's hand in surprise, and threw herself to the ground with Mo Zili's admiration.

The fire was lit, and the crackling sound of burning was like a beautiful musical note, resounding in the small temple. Mo Zili got up and said, "I'll go find something to eat, it will take about half an hour, you can use this time to take off your clothes and dry them, my daughter's body is delicate, and if you wear wet clothes for a long time, you will get sick." ”

"But...... Your clothes are still wet... It's better to wait until it's dry, and then ......."

Without waiting for Chrysanthemum to finish speaking, Mo Zili went out without looking back. Chrysanthemum wanted to keep him, chased him to the gate of the temple, was hit back by a gust of cold wind, she shrank and hugged her shoulders: "It's so cold!" ”

At this moment, it was already evening outside, and the weather was getting colder and colder, and this man went out so wet, wasn't he afraid of the cold?

As she was thinking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the fire being a little small, and she was afraid that she would waste firewood, so she quickly closed the door, ran to the offering table, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and then moved the offering table to the fire, took off her clothes, and put them on the offering table and baked them.

Wangwang's fire soon roasted the small temple hot, and Chrysanthemum's body also warmed up, she stared intently at the fire, and from time to time stirred the dry wood to ensure that the fire was ignited.

Xiao Er saved her life, and there was this hot fire to roast, at this moment, she really felt so happy.

In fact, happiness is very simple, for a person who is struggling on the line of life and death, it is very happy to be alive; For a man who is about to freeze, it is blissful to have a fire to roast. Now, the happiness in Chrysanthemum's heart is simply bursting, she is still alive, and she can bake the fire, and after tonight, she can see her parents again, life, it's so beautiful!

However, at this time, Mo Zili outside was not very good.

He was injured, he bled a lot, and his body was overdrawn a lot when he was saving Chrysanthemum, and his physical strength naturally decreased a lot, and he was already frozen and almost stiff at this time, and he didn't feel any sensation in his body.

He stood by the river, holding a sharpened branch, and watched intently at the turbulent water, and when a fish swam by, he quickly pierced the branch, and the pierced fish was caught by him.

There were a lot of fish in this river, and in a short time they caught four or five, some of them were chopsticks long, and some were a foot long, enough for them to eat.

After catching the fish, he wanted to pack up the fish and take it back, but halfway through the packing, his body really couldn't hold it, he carried a few fish, and wanted to go back to the temple, but when he stood up, he was dizzy and dizzy, and the person fainted silently.

Chrysanthemum didn't know the situation outside, and after drying his clothes and putting them on, seeing that he hadn't come back for a long time, she went out to look for him, and after looking for a while, she found him under a big tree not far from the small temple.

At this time, Mo Zili had fallen into a coma, his whole body was stiff, his lips were purple, if Chrysanthemum came a little later, I was afraid that he would freeze to death.

Chrysanthemum was frightened, and desperately helped him up, even dragging his back, and finally got him back to the temple.

When Mo Zi left, he was still tall and in good spirits, Chrysanthemum thought he was fine, so she let him go out with confidence, but she didn't expect it to be like this!

The man was about to freeze to death, his body was as cold as ice, and he didn't recover after a long day of exams.

Chrysanthemum is a person who values love and righteousness, he will fall to such a point for her, so, in a hurry, she can't care about shame or anything, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and took off the man's clothes, put them on the offering table and roasted them, and took off one of her cotton shirts to wipe the dampness on his body for him.

When she rubbed her lower body, she saw at a glance the cloth strap with blood stains on the injured leg, the cloth strap was wet, and it was simply wrapped around his leg, she remembered, just now he just bandaged the wound, and did not clean the wound, nor did he see if there was mud and sand in the wound, his wound was very deep, if it was not treated properly, it was easy to be infected.

Chrysanthemum thought about it, stood up, picked up a ceramic incense burner under the statue of the dragon king, and went out of the temple.

She had to clean his wound, check it for mud and sand, and then bandage him when it was done, so that the chance of him being infected would be much smaller, and it would be a little reward for his sacrifice!

Outside, she poured out the ashes in the incense burner, and went to the river to brush the incense burner, the river went straight into the deep mountains, and now it has long deviated from the original path, the chrysanthemums looked around, only to see that there are mountains and mountains on all sides, and the layers of red and yellow will decorate the mountains beautifully, the afterglow of the sun has hung to the top of the mountain, and I see the sun sinking into the west mountain, I am afraid that the deep mountains will freeze to death.

After washing the incense burner, she followed the river, found a relatively clean place, scooped up the water from the incense burner, and returned to the temple with the incense burner.

When he went back, Mo Zili was still in a coma, and there was no sign of consciousness at all.

Chrysanthemum untied his injured leg, took a deep breath, and quickly ripped off the only obscene pants on the man's body. The man's important parts were blocked by the half-dried robe he baked, and she leaned over and stared at the wound with a frown.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it!

I saw that on the man's leg, the wound was actually a huge one, although it no longer bleed, but the flesh of the wound was turned out, and there was still a lot of mud and sand in it, which looked very hideous.

This man, it's so stupid, he's injured like this, he's not in a hurry to deal with his wounds, and he still has the leisure to go out to find something to eat, doesn't he want to die?

Thinking about it, she poured the water in the incense burner, and the cool water rinsed the wound, and the mud and sand in the wound flowed down her thighs, and Mo Zili tightened his leg muscles, but he still didn't wake up.

After rinsing the wound, she cut off one of the trouser legs of the dry cotton pants she was wearing, used the trouser leg to carefully bandage his wound, and after bandaging it, she went to help him twist his hair while he was not awake.

It was already completely dark, Mo Zili still hadn't woken up, Chrysanthemum was afraid that his wound would be inflamed, and he was afraid that he would suddenly break into the beast robber or something, so he didn't dare to sleep, so he sat by the fire with his knees and guarded him......

Capital

In the prison of the Criminal Department

Nangong Yi has interrogated Li Kaifeng for a few days, and he has found nothing, that guy's mouth is as hard as a thousand-year-old river mussel, he can't pry it open, the torture tools in the prison of the criminal department have been given to him all over the place, and the person has only half a life left after being tossed, but he gritted his teeth and refused to confess.

Nangong Yi was very angry, but there was nothing he could do about him, Li Kaifeng was born in the military, his temperament was very hard, and his body's endurance was stronger than that of ordinary people, and he was a smart person, knowing that once he confessed, he would definitely die, so although he was in danger of being killed at any time, at least there was hope of living, so he just didn't open his mouth because of how he was tortured.

After returning to the palace, the man told Cai Wei about it in frustration.

Cai Wei also had a headache when she heard this, if Li Kaifeng refused to confess, there would be no way to eliminate the remnants of his hiding outside, and these outlaws were very loyal to Li Kaifeng, they would always keep an eye on their family, waiting for an opportunity to avenge Li Kaifeng, and they would always live in danger and unease.

She is not afraid, she has space and martial arts, and those outlaws can't help her at all. But her few little buns are pitiful, as soon as they leave her, their lives will be threatened all the time, which Cai Wei can't tolerate, so she has to come up with a way to make Li Kaifeng speak.

The interrogation of Prime Minister Ning Cheng and Fu Guogong has been temporarily stopped, with Li Kaifeng, an important suspect, the possibility of their crimes has been basically ruled out, but, in Nangong Yi's heart, even if they have nothing to do with the death of the Queen Mother and Chaoyue, these two people have already committed his taboo by inciting people and encouraging everyone to go against Cai Wei, so even if they are wronged this time, they deserve it!

When Nangong Yi told Cai Wei about Li Kaifeng's refusal to confess, Brother Parrot happened to be present, and he said strangely: "Master, why don't you use Gu Daxian's * scattered, which fascinated that person's mind, and he would answer obediently if you wanted to ask him, why bother tossing and torturing and torturing?" ”

When it said this, Cai Wei suddenly woke up like a dream, she patted her forehead and said with a smile: "Hey, why didn't I think of it?" * I've also used it, they all say that a pregnancy is stupid for three years, and now, I believe it! ”

Nangong Yi saw her muttering to herself, so she asked her what was wrong, but Cai Wei didn't hide it. Tell him about the *scattered. When Nangong Yi heard that there was such a good thing, he hurriedly urged Cai Wei to go to the old turtle to get the medicine, and he wanted to interrogate Li Kaifeng overnight, because he wanted to know too much who killed his mother and who killed his sister!

If Li Kaifeng is forced to speak, I don't know if the confession he gets is true or false, but if he uses * scatter, he will be able to ask the real confession properly. In this way, the truth will be revealed to the world

Cai Wei also wanted to know the result as much as possible, and without waiting for Nangong Yi to finish speaking, she hurried to the old turtle to get it, she handed over the * scatter she got to the man, and sent him out of the space and asked him to go to the criminal department to ask about the case.

Actually, she also wanted to go with her, but when it was time for the three buns to go to bed, when they slept, she or Nangong Yi personally coaxed them to sleep, and the work and rest time was very regular, so she didn't plan to break the rules of the children's lives for a Li Kaifeng.

A few small buns have been more than nine months, and they can already crawl around with a full space, not when they were just born or when they just turned over, they saw too much, in order not to let them fall or not to get hurt, Cai Wei must spare a lot of time every day to take care of them, practice their hair yin, teach them to crawl, except when they sleep, the rest of the time is basically spent with Cai Wei.

In order to take care of them, Cai Wei even had to eat and manage the harem accounts after they fell asleep, otherwise, the buns would not have cried when they woke up and didn't see her.

With the fetters of these three little guys, she hasn't been to Lingbei for a long time, there must be a lot of backlog of glass, probably a few warehouses there are full, maybe it will cause panic among the glass workers, no, she has to go to Lingbei once before everyone panics, settle their wages once, and appease the workers by the way......

Before the trip to Lingbei was planned, he was forced to miscarry.

Because, on the same night, Nangong Yi used * to try out the murderer who killed the Queen Mother and Chaoyang!

Li Kaifeng, who was tricked, was very well-behaved, and he made everything clear, and told Nangong Yi clearly. It turned out that the death of the Queen Mother and the death of Chaoyang were both instructed by Li Kaifeng, and the purpose was the same as Cai Wei's speculation, in order to create a gap between them, and when they were separated, he would take advantage of it.

It's just that I didn't expect that the two near-perfect murders didn't shake Mu Caiwei in the slightest, and she solved the case.

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