Along the way, after a conversation with the man, Qingyuan learned that his name was Fuyun, and he was a servant of Helin Villa, and this time he went down the mountain to visit his relatives.

Originally, the kind owner of the village gave him a seven-day holiday, but the good fortune of loyalty rushed back a few days early. And in the process of talking to Qingyuan, Fuyun has always been smiling, and the deep dimples on his face can be hidden in honey.

Looking at the corners of his lips that were constantly rising, Qing Yuan asked with some curiosity: "Donor, the little monk is smiling when he sees you, but what are the happy events at home?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Yun couldn't help laughing: "Little master, I was really guessed by you, but yes, I am happy for my lord and wife!" My wife has been married for 10 years, but she has never been able to have a child. However, just last year, my wife finally got pregnant! It's almost these days. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the bamboo basket on his back: "No, the bamboo basket is full of eggs laid by its own hens and some other supplements. ”

The simple man smiled honestly and kept scratching his head.

It can be seen from his words and deeds that the owner of this Helin Villa has always been gentle.

Not long after the two of them left, they came to the gate of Helin Villa, but the scene in front of them made Fuyun and Qingyuan completely dumbfounded.

"Forde! Blessings! Fortune roared and ran forward, one stumbling down to the ground with two corpses, "What's going on!" He raised his head to the sky and wailed, tears splashing down into pools of blood.

When Qingyuan saw this scene, he instantly recalled the scene of Anguo Temple being washed in blood, and couldn't help but cry.

But he quickly came back to his senses, and after wiping away his tears with his hands, he hurriedly walked to Fuyun's side, but as soon as he wanted to speak, Fuyun opened the door like crazy and ran to the village.

Unexpectedly, the scene inside shattered his eyes.

When Qingyuan followed up, Fuyun was already kneeling in the courtyard, bowing his head and crying silently. And in front of him, there was the corpse of the owner, his eyes were still open, and he was not willing to die like this.

Seeing this, Qing Yuan stood on his feet, and the pain in his heart was about to overwhelm him. He didn't understand what was going on in the world today, why there were massacres in a few days, and why so many innocent people were killed.

Is it because of the green pen? But the people of Helin Villa have nothing to do with Huaqingbi at all, why are they even implicated in this?

And just as Qing Yuan frowned and thought about it, Fuyun, who was silent in front of him, suddenly spoke: "Little master, it seems that ...... There's no way to help that girl...... "His voice was cold, no longer full of warmth.

After that, the man kneeling on the ground stood up, looked at the corpses around him and said, "I can't help you anymore, the Helin Villa has been destroyed, I want to stay and bury them." ”

Qing Yuan understood very well, and bent down to thank him with one hand on his chest, but when he raised his head again, he didn't see the figure of good fortune.

The little monk who was at a loss froze in place, looking left and right at the man who had disappeared out of thin air, but only a moment later, a melodious sound of horses' hooves came from the backyard.

I saw that it was Fuyun who walked out with a carriage: "Little master, fortunately, the carriages and horses in the backyard are still there, you can quickly take this girl down the mountain." Fu Yun stepped forward a few steps forward and handed the reins to Qing Yuan, "This is an old horse, very familiar with the way down the mountain, it will take you to the city." ”

Qing Yuan nodded to the soulless fortune, took the reins of the horse in his hand, and then sent the nameless behind him to the carriage.

"Thank you for the great kindness of the donor, and after the little monk has placed this girl properly, he will personally come to the door to return the carriage."

"No need, donor, Helin Villa is gone, and if it comes back, it will have no home."

Fu Yun looked at the sworn Qingyuan and smiled bitterly, and then turned his head and picked up the cold body of the owner on the ground and walked towards the forest outside the backyard.

Qingyuan stared at his lonely back with his eyes, and after a sigh, he sat down in the front room and left in the carriage.

Along the way, the horses galloped with them, as if they knew that there was a sick man in the carriage who was racing against black and white.

Finally before dawn, Qingyuan came to Chu City.

At this time in Chu City, only the vendors selling breakfast came with yawns, the other shops were still dimly lit, and the doors of the medical hall were closed.

But Qing Yuan, who was in a hurry to save people, couldn't manage so much, so he could only lose his politeness first: "Doctor! Doctor! There's a badly wounded girl here! Save her! ”

Qing Yuan stopped the carriage in front of one of the largest medical centers, jumped down and ran to the door of the medical center, and slammed his hands on the door made of high-grade wood.

It was the hundredth time after the bang, the closed wooden door finally opened, and an angry face appeared through the crack in the door.

"Knock knock! What time is it? And let no one sleep! I'm in a hurry to be reincarnated! The fat woman with an extremely bad tone sharpened her throat, and when she saw that the person outside the house was a monk, she put on a stinky face, "Yo, I'm still a monk, and my mother doesn't have anything to eat for you!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly closed the door, intending to go back to the bed to sleep again, but she only sewed the door halfway up, and was forcibly stopped by the little monk outside the door.

"This female benefactor, you have misunderstood the little monk, the little monk did not come to turn into a relationship, but came to see a doctor!"

When the fat woman heard this, she pursed the corner of her mouth and looked Qingyuan up and down: "I see that you have good hands and feet, you don't look like you are sick somewhere!" ”

When Qingyuan heard this, he couldn't help complaining about his stupid tongue, and he couldn't explain anything clearly.

"Female donor, it's the little monk who didn't make it clear just now, it's not that the little monk is sick, it's the female donor in the carriage, she was hit on the head badly, and there was a lot of blood, and she was already angry, so she couldn't delay any longer!"

The fat woman looked at the little monk who was about to cry outside the door, and finally believed his words and opened the door: "Then you bring the injured girl in, and I will go and call my house down." ”

After finishing the instructions, she twisted her plump waist and walked upstairs, and let out the roar of the Hedong lion as she walked: "Wang Tiezhu!" Don't sleep! Hurry up and get up for the old lady! Here comes the patient! ”

Whenever Wu Qiniang calls him by his milk name, nothing good will happen. Dr. Wang, who was afraid of his wife, hurriedly got up from the warm bedding and quickly put on his outer robe. Only half a moment later, he walked downstairs in full dress.

"What's going on?" The man with a lot of style stroked his white beard and asked Xiang Qingyuan.

"Doctor, the little monk found a deep pit in the forest tonight, and then found this female benefactor in the deep pit, she was severely injured in the head and shed a lot of blood, let you show her, ah no, you can show her quickly!"

Qing Yuan gently put the nameless person on his back on a wooden chair, nervous to the point of incoherence.

Doctor Wang nodded with a smile, and handed a white handkerchief to Qingyuan, who was sweating profusely: "I understand, wipe your sweat, little master, you have also worked hard." ”

Then, a few steps in front of Nameless, he examined her injuries.