Although the cicada is smart, he lacks the necessary self-control, and once he does not restrict his every move, the whole person is easy to lose control and get into trouble, which is why he is classified as a person with the magpie. But people who think they are smart often don't feel that the problem lies with them. It's true that the cicada didn't realize the problem - he had already cleaned himself up before he got into trouble.

For example, now, he walked into a quiet alley, Wang Chuli was half-awake, maybe it was a return to the light. However, this awakening involved his thoughts thousands of miles away, and the kite broke its string and flew into the void and chaos without a head or tail.

- Since there is a reaction, it means that she is still alive. is still alive, then his original intention has changed from sending people to rescue them in a hurry to only sending people back within the specified time. This also makes it easier to treat, after all, he is not a dying person, so the treatment time will be shortened, then, he has time to do other things - although this logic is not very rigorous, it can be said that there are huge loopholes, but it is no problem to convince Ming Cicada that he is the best at self-deception.

He did try to control himself. This is what Lu Shihagi asked him to do, and he has to treat it rigorously, not to mention that human life is at stake, and time is urgent. But in an instant, he adjusted his thinking again: this is Lu Shihagi's affirmation of his ability, and this affirmation shows that he has such ability. Since you have such an ability, you must have time to send people back. If you have time, isn't it normal to rub some oil? I have been short of money for a long time, even if I am a street wanderer who has nothing to do, he will take advantage of his official duties to earn some extra money, he is a person who is originally a bad person, but he can't do anything else because of moral constraints, is he still called a bad person?

Moreover, even if someone dies, it can be blamed on the doctor who was killed later.

The best doctor in Bianjing, according to Lu Shihagi's words, is a medicine seller who lives at the end of the alley, surnamed Lin. He was because he didn't know anyone in Bianjing to dredge up the relationship, and his ability could only be reduced to selling medicine for a living. It wasn't hard to find him, he spent the whole day making medicines at home, and he wouldn't go to the market until the evening to peddle Diana pills. It may be the most effective Dianabol pill in the world, but almost no one believes in the effectiveness of Dianabol, and the person who buys Dianabol does not care about the real or false effects of the drug.

Lu Shihagi only treated Mr. Mu once, and since then he has determined his level of being the No. 1 in Bianjing. Of course, I don't know if it's the first, but it's much more effective than some so-called famous doctors who rely on nepotism. This is also the reason why he asked Ming Cicada to go directly to Mr. Mu.

But—and the cicada thought to herself—there were times when Mr. Mu couldn't see a good disease, such as when a dead person can't be healed, and a dead person can't speak. And who said it would die, maybe it wouldn't.

Thinking so, he stopped. He looked back and looked around, there were no people, no one would pass by for more than an hour, it was really a forgotten abandoned corner. He looked down at Wang Chuli again. Ah, a white, soft and delicate, warm nephrite girl. Wang Chuli's eyelashes were long and gentle, trembling slightly in the cold north wind. It was not only the eyelashes that trembled, but also the pursed lips and the well-behaved body, she was confused and delirious, a lamb to be slaughtered.

The cicada placed her on the ground and leaned against the wall.

The body felt a cold tingling pain, and Wang Chuli made a low sound again. Her voice was like that of a little girl with a cold, and she made a more mature voice than a childish child's voice. The sound was like a claw grabbing the heart and lungs, and the tip of the claw was not a nail but a soft fluff, making the cicada's hair stand on end uncontrollably, and he knelt down violently.

Her lips were cold, soft and lilt, like clouds that had never been touched. His lips were a pale pink color after blood loss, and when he bit him, blood beads oozed out, and he rubbed his lips again, dyeing her mouth crimson and bright, and his mouth turned bright red. His head tilted back and looked at Wang Chuli's face. She was very weak.

The cicada looked at it, pinched her face, grabbed something, and bounced back as soon as she let go of her hand, her skin was smooth and delicate, no different from what he imagined when he saw it, even thinner, smoother and softer. He held her face with the palm of his whole hand, her face was small enough to be grasped with one hand, and then down was the slender neck, and with a single pinch, her life would disappear, what a graceful and fragile place. His hand rested on her neck, feeling the pulse pounding beneath his skin. The neck is slightly warm.

Faced with such a scene, the cicada was so excited that the whole person was trembling, and even sobbing. He didn't know why he was crying and snotting, maybe it was because the liquid that should have flowed out was almost gone, and it turned into tears sliding down his eyes.

The walls and the floor were covered with thick snowflakes, and if her clothes were still white and dry, then her whole person would merge with the white snowflakes, and become a part of winter. It's a pity that her whole body is now stained with blood, it is crimson and eye-catching, it can't be wiped clean and can't flow, only a beautiful face is almost transparent, white as snow. The cicada suddenly became disgusted, he hated the messy blood for ruining the beauty, and was the first to throw the bright red hue in front of his eyes before he arrived.

If only there was no blood. Thinking so, Cicada's face rubbed against her neck, and he closed his eyes - if the next thing was Bliss, then it would not be an exaggeration for him to go to hell after that. What Lu Shihagi, what Mr. Mu, what His Royal Highness King Shen, this fool is shocked. He grabbed one of Wang Chuli's hands and made her interlace his fingers. His skin was like clotted fat, his hands were like soft wattles, and he pinched her wrist -

Let me die. The cicada sighed with her eyes half-open, thinking.

The cicada suddenly felt that the hand seemed to tighten suddenly, grabbing him.

He thought he was hallucinating. His movements slowed down, he relaxed, but his feeling remained the same, still too tight.

At this time, the cicada was a little uneasy. He opened his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at Wang Chuli's hand. Her hands were covered with red as he grabbed him, and he thought that all this was happening without her knowing it, without the slightest notice, but the reality was that she was conscious and controlled him at this time.

The cicadas heard the sound of the wind. The wind blew in his ears, screaming, and his breathing was clearly discernible in the wind.

He wanted to break Wang Chuli's hand. At the thought of this, there was a sudden sharp pain, and his face turned as pale as snow on the ground, and the screams were torn and rolled out of his throat in pieces, and he was swept into the air by the strong wind without a trace. The cicada was so painful that half of his body fell down, and his limbs couldn't exert his strength, he gasped heavily, tears rolled in his eyes, and barely said: "Spare your life—"

The shock and pain tore at his soul and made him almost suffocate. He fell to his knees like an embarrassed beast. Before he could recover from his recovery, a cold and hard and sharp thing suddenly appeared on his throat, and he was shocked, his eyes widened, and he did not dare to move rashly, and slowly raised his head. The wind is noisy.

The bow and arrow were at his throat. But it wasn't an arrow, it was a bow. The bow is made of wood, and it feels gentle to the touch before the arrow is fired. However, the bow had been modified, and the head in front of it had been sharpened so sharply that a single force could push a bloody hole in his throat.

Wang Chuli looked at him and said hoarsely, "Don't move." ”

As she spoke, she straightened her clothes, which were soaked in blood and stiffened in the cold wind. The earthly beauty that had just unfolded in front of the cicada was obscured, the Gate of Bliss was closed again, and the gates of hell began to open. Ming Cicada looked at her, and for a moment forgot the situation she was in, and the whole person was stunned, and his mouth was half open.

When Wang Chuli saw him, he suddenly smiled and said softly, "It's really cold today." ”

The wind hung into the neck of the cicada, and the cicada shuddered. Only then did the cicada realize that she was still alive, and said intermittently and stumblingly: "You...... How do you live?"

Wang Chuli snorted with a smile, flicked his hand, brushed down his dress, half-knelt on the ground, put his bow and arrow against his throat, and said: "I was already alive, if I hadn't lived well, I would have died a long time ago if I hadn't lived like this." Did Lu Shiha ask you to bring me here? Why, are you going to not listen to Lu Shihagi?"

The cicada gasped: "Did you hear it all?"

Wang Chuli smiled: "Of course I didn't hear it all, I just woke up in time." What's going on? If one word is false, I'm going to kill you right now. ”

Ming Cicada had to explain honestly: "Lu Shihagi asked me to take you to the doctor." ”

"Why didn't he come?"

"Because," said the cicada, "General Wang has come to the door." ”

Wang Chuli gritted his teeth and thought, damn it. However, she didn't appear too annoyed. She calmly asked, "What happened in the palace?"

The cicada said: "Those of us who are in the present are not clear ......"

"Why does King Shen have to look for Wang Liefeng, and what does he have to do with assassinating the current emperor?"

The cicada was shocked and couldn't hide it: "You know everything?"

Wang Chuli's hand approached the organ: "Say." ”

Ming Chan had no choice but to explain tremblingly: "The Huayang Sect wants to support His Royal Highness King Shen on the throne, this is not something that he can change by himself. What he wants is a combination of the inside and the outside. Dealing with the emperor's own others, and the key to dealing with His Royal Highness Duanwang can only be broken through by General Wang. But General Wang didn't seem to be happy. ”

"I know that. After coming so many times and parting unhappily, it is impossible for my brother to agree. I wonder, what are the consequences of not agreeing so many times?"

The cicada said in a trembling voice, "Maybe it's to force him to agree." ”

Wang Chuli sneered.

Her sneer scared the cicada: "Can you let me go......"

Wang Chuli said quietly: "Let you go? What are you thinking about - are you thinking, how can I wake up, shouldn't my life be saved in such a situation?

"Why?"

"Because this blood is not real blood, it is a powder, and as long as it is dipped in a little water, it can be turned into thick plasma. I used it to get out, and it worked. The only uncontrollable factor is that I am really in poor health, and it is difficult to stop the bleeding, and I am now having menstruation, which has caused me to lose a lot of blood. ”

The cicada looked at her blood-stained red clothes, looked up at her resolute hand, and looked at her bright and beautiful face, and she was staring at herself, and then slid down to her clothes, and suddenly, he shuddered.

Wang Chuli looked away and smiled, "I also have to thank you, if Lu Shihagi sent me over, I might be recognized, and I may not find a chance to kill him, I can only try to escape." Most likely, I can't change anything. After all, Lu Shihagi can break my bow and arrows, and this one is someone I privately asked someone to do, just in case. This is a very precious wood, not wood that is easy to break, it is iron wood. Alas, you are so stupid that you don't take off your clothes cleanly, so I have the opportunity to take the self-defense weapon out of my sleeve and finally end your life. ”

The cicada trembled and said, "Miss Wang, Miss Wang." Don't, don't kill me. I can do whatever I can for you. ”

Wang Chuli said: "Anything? Really?"

"Really, really!ah, oops......" The cicada raised his head happily, and quickly bared his teeth, and his whole face wrinkled in pain, and as soon as he looked up, the head of the sharp bow and arrow cut through the skin of his throat, and the blood flowed down, but because he had the hope of living, he didn't care very much about the loss of this bit of blood, just like the blood that Wang Chuli lost didn't seem to pose a threat to her life—why? But he managed to squeeze out a smile, and the skin on his lean face wrinkled with laughter, and his eyes widened in horror and surprise, making him even more nervous.

He heard Wang Chuli's laughter. Her voice was soft and waxy, slightly shrill like a young bird, and she giggled as if something interesting had happened. He listened nervously to her laughter, fearing that if she suddenly let go of her hand, the bow and arrow would fly out and through his throat. After a while, Wang Chuli stopped. Her bright eyes stared at the cicada, and her soft lips opened slightly.

"I want to borrow your clothes to wear. ”

The cicada understood. On this question, his reaction speed is much, much faster than that fool Surprise Magpie, and Surprise Magpie may ask with a confused face, then I will help you buy one. The cicada trembled with fright, and her speech was intermittent, and she said, "There are still many things I can do, please, raise your noble hand—"

Wang Chuli frowned and smiled: "Look, look, groveling, this is what your Royal Highness King Shen likes, the reason why you are not reused is because you are too uncontrollable." It was like this in the past, and it is like this now, once you have time, you will not miss every opportunity to rebel, which is too dangerous. I can't promise you. If you have a chance to fight back now, you will definitely solve me as soon as possible, and then fabricate reality in front of Lu Shihagi, or, run away? If you run away, you can't hide it, after all, it is a death, then it is better to die in my hands. Isn't it?"

The cicadas didn't dare to speak. He just shivered violently and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Wang Chuli's hand rested on the mechanism, and the bow and arrow retreated.

The cicada's throat was slightly empty. Click. It is an opportunity to breathe, an outlet for last words.

The cicada trembled and said, "You are so beautiful, I die without regrets." ”

Wang Chuli smiled: "Before you die, you will only say this nonsense, you are really a useless thing." ”

She pressed the mechanism, and the bow and arrow erupted, entering through the throat and piercing backwards and downwards, revealing a large hole in the back. The cicada fell down with a muffled snort, but before he could die immediately, blood bubbles overflowed from his mouth, he convulsed, looked up at Wang Chuli hard, and grinned at her.

Wang Chuli looked at him with a smile and reached out to support his face, just like he had just held hers.

Then she shoved the bow into his mouth, filling it to the brim, and with a pop another arrow, the arrow leaked through the back of his head with an unknown liquid and blood, bursting through a huge wound. Wang Chuli took out the bow and aimed it at his forehead to shoot another arrow, the bone of the forehead was hard, passing through his forehead bone and brain and then through the skull, not completely smooth, and the tail end of the arrow remained in his head.

Wang Chuli stood up, looked at the cicada that fell to the ground without vital signs, tilted his head and thought about it, first peeled off his clothes layer by layer, shook it in mid-air, looked at it front and back, and then took off his clothes and put on his clothes. The material was the same, but because it was dry, it was much warmer and lighter, Wang Chuli jumped twice, and his mood returned to joy.

She shot a few more arrows at his body, from the lower half of his body to the upper half of his body, and when the arrows were gone, she broke off the branches of the trees and shot them, and shot them with all the thin, straight, and hard things, and so on, until she shot him like a hedgehog, and shot his flesh into a sieve, and then she felt her anger vented, and her hands were weak.

She picked up her clothes from the snow, and the blood left her body heat, quickly solidifying and cold.

She hugged her clothes and turned around and walked away, stumbling slightly. As she said just now, she wasn't without injuries - it was just because she mixed the truth and the false, and she just happened to deceive Lu Shihagi.

She was in tears. She cried as she walked, without the hands to wipe her tears, the dry wind hid her tears, and the wind and snow covered her footprints with snow again, without a trace. As if nothing had happened.

A spider crawled out from under the cicada and followed in the direction of Wang Chuli.

My daughter has grown up and her wings are stiff, and she hasn't come back yet, so maybe she won't come back today. Lin looked at the boiling medicine in the pot and thought to himself. He was quite stunned for a moment.

All kinds of ingredients are thrown into a pot and boiled into a thick black mass, which has a miraculous curative effect. The sense of proportion is very important, and the ratio is more and less, which will affect the effect of the medicine. If an ingredient is aggravated, the beneficial will become harmful, and if you take it in such a house, it will become cerebral palsy in less than a year and a half, and you can't even count it.

The irreversible damage to the brain is more terrible than death, and if something will drive him crazy, or if his intelligence declines year by year, it is better to die. A clear and intelligent mind is more important than anything else, and then there is the hand. Hands and brains are indispensable for a doctor.

Fortunately, his daughter is clever. Daughter Lin Long is a product of his pride, inheriting his flexible brain and strong hands-on ability, so although his daughter often comes home later than scheduled, Lin Jingzheng is not very worried, Bianjing City is so safe, nothing can happen, and her daughter should have her own life. The daughter also seems to be very dependent on him as a father, saying that she will be by his side for a lifetime and not marry, Lin Jingzhen is heartwarming and guilty: his biggest regret is that he can't find a good family for his daughter; whether the marriage is smooth or not depends on the person's own conditions, but the status of the previous generation, which is especially reflected in girls.

Lin Long was born smart and cute, and he can do a good job, but it's a pity that he is not angry as a father, and he can't find a good family for her to marry, unless a prince is blind and has to marry her. Every time he said this, Lin Long always frowned and said, Dad, I see that you are old and have hysteria, you are worried all day long whether I can marry or not, you don't know, I can't marry with you, can you find me a mother as soon as possible?

Okay, Lin said in surprise, you better go out and play.

Lin Jingzhen really didn't have this idea at that time, and it was useless to force him. So he understood his daughter's thoughts. Most of the time, the daughter is indeed more mature than herself, and it can be regarded as taking him, an old father who can't make money, to rely on each other.