On the way back, Nanxiang specially checked his fingerprints. No matter who you become in your transformation technique, your fingerprint will never change. The negligence on the fingerprint was the biggest flaw in her operation, so in order to prevent further leakage of information, she specially changed cars on the way back to prevent being followed. At the same time, you can't go to the hospital to prevent others from finding the admission record and then tracing it to yourself.

Fortunately, there are healing drugs in the system store, as well as the strong recovery ability of his body, Nanxiang can simply handle it by himself.

"Sister Tanuki, help me, there are knives and tweezers in the closet, and the lighter is in the glove basket on the table...... Burn, burn...... Right...... That's right! Next, the next ...... "Nan Xiang lifted his clothes, revealing a hideous wound," there were bullets inside...... Gotta take it out......"

"Shut up! Lie down! The little fox skillfully manipulated the props and gave Nanxiang an emergency treatment.

"Sister Little Fox, you can even ...... first aid" Nan Xiang gritted his teeth in pain, so he had to squeeze out a voice from his throat to distract himself, "Is there anything else you won't do?" ”

"I used to learn from my dad." The little fox responded, suddenly reacted, and deliberately pushed vigorously near the wound, causing Nanxiang to scream again.

"You don't come to me. Hurry up and tell me honestly, what did you do, how did you get shot? ”

"Sister Little Fox, you are light, why are you not gentle at all......" Nan Xiang was reluctant to involve the little fox, and said perfunctorily, "You can't marry like this...... Oops!! ”

Nan Xiang's poor mouth attracted greater revenge from the little fox, and the tweezers were buried deep in Nan Xiang's wound, and finally the bullet that killed him was finally clipped.

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The water in the plastic basin had been dyed red, and it was covered with blood-stained gauze.

"I know you don't want to get me involved in your troubles......" Xiaoxi sighed while helping Nanxiang bandage, "In vain, I took all my annual vacations, and came to play with you during the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays, but you refused to tell me such a word, which made me very sad, Xiaoxiang......"

The little fox flashed with big eyes, her standard model figure, coupled with a pitiful look, was definitely the biggest killer weapon for a junior brother like Nanxiang. Soon Nanxiang was already crumbling and ready to disarm and surrender.

"Forget it!" The raccoon wrapped the last gauze tightly, "Look at your tangled look." You're so badly injured, I can't bear to ask this and that. You have a good rest, it just so happens that I am free for the past two days, so I will stay here and take care of you. ”

Nanxiang nodded sluggishly. The little fox picked up the plastic basin, ready to change another basin of water, and at the moment she turned around, Nan Xiang seemed to hear the little fox's soft self-talk:

"For so long, I don't believe you don't recruit~"

#大佬饶命! #

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Nanxiang was injured in the real world, so he went to bed early today. When she woke up in the Tsutsui guest room, it was still dark outside. Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon is still full, still hanging in the air, and has never fallen.

"Why don't you go and enjoy the moon?"

Modern society has almost no custom of admiring the moon, the so-called Mid-Autumn Festival, is nothing more than a reason for a holiday. Traditional mooncakes are becoming less and less popular with modern people, resulting in major mooncake merchants having to continue to innovate, and a large number of mooncakes that look like dark dishes have emerged in the market.

However, moon viewing is still an indispensable activity during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The autumn night is already a little cool, not to mention the water in the courtyard of the Tsutsui family. Nan Xiang began to regret it soon after he went out, and he should have added a little more clothes.

She was trembling, about to step on the stone steps on the pond and go back to the house to warm up, but a voice suddenly came, calling out Nan Xiang's footsteps: "Miss Kenshin, please stay." ”

"You are ......"

Nanxiang turned around, and the person who came was a middle-aged monk in his forties, dressed in thin and old monk's clothes, which looked particularly cold under the moon. It's just that the strong dark muscles exposed on the outside of the monk's robe made Nan Xiang have to put away all his contempt and re-examine the man in front of him.

"Poor monk, treasure courtyard Yinrong." The monk said, "The day before yesterday, Miss Kenshin rescued the young master Fujikatsumaru, but the poor monk has not been able to rush back to thank him in person, and ask the young lady to forgive her sins. ”

"Oh, it doesn't matter." Nan Xiang waved his hand again and again, "It's all a trivial matter." ”

"It's easy for the young lady, but it's a great favor for the poor monk." The monk clasped his hands together and saluted, "Listen to Mr. Shunzheng, Fujikatsumaru worshipped Miss as a teacher?" ”

"Yes...... Yes, this kid is very well-behaved and obedient, and I like it very much. Since he opened his mouth, I naturally would not refuse. Perhaps the momentum of the monk in front of her was too strong, even if he had always been polite, Nan Xiang had always felt an invisible oppressive force in front of her, which made her start to recall the name in her mind.

Treasure Courtyard Yinrong ...... Oh my God, it seems to be the name of a spear master!

Treasure Temple, which is the most famous school of spearmanship in Japan, is no less important in ancient Japanese spearmanship than Yagyu Shininryu in swordsmanship.

And this great monk Yinrong, who was born in Xingfu Temple, is the pioneer master of this treasure courtyard's spear technique!

I saw that this spear master showed a kind smile, and said warmly: "I heard that Miss Kenshin's swordsmanship is superb, and the poor monk is not talented, and he has also practiced some swordsmanship, how about you want to have a discussion with Miss Kenshin?" ”

"It's really impossible to talk about the high swordsmanship, in the prestige of Master Yinrong, the little woman's little trick is like a firefly under the bright moon in the sky, insignificant." Nan Xiang hurriedly bowed his head to the big guy. Just kidding! This is a grandmaster-level boss, okay?

"Why should Miss Kenshin be humble?" Yin Rong untied a cloth bag on his back, revealing two bamboo knives inside. He threw a bamboo knife at Nanxiang, who caught it easily, and then heard Master Yinrong say: "You are still young and a woman, you can have such martial arts, and you can even force the six people of Songyong Xiu to be undefeated." On this basis, it is necessary for the poor monk to ask the young lady for advice. ”

"Excuse me...... No, no, even if it is to ask for advice, it is also me who asks the master for advice......" Nanxiang still had a few kind words, but he didn't want Yinrong in front of him to shout, like a heaven-shattering stone, holding a bamboo knife high, and rushing towards Nanxiang.

"My mother, master, you will start fighting when you say this, and you will be caught off guard!"

Nan Xiang's heart was turbulent, and the bamboo knife in his hand did not dare to slack off, the tip of the knife flicked to the falling bamboo knife body, and the bamboo knife slashed diagonally along the blade of the weapon in Nan Xiang's hand, just two inches away from Nan Xiang's body, and at this opportunity, Nan Xiang's feet did not stop, and he took five steps back in a row between the electric light and flint, and the treasure courtyard Yinrong pulled a distance, far away.

"Well, this knife is still quite crisp." Yinrong didn't pursue, but put down the bamboo knife, "It's not like you talking like a mother-in-law, it's good, it's good." ”