Chapter 30: Your Brother's Friend
"Ping, I'm a friend of your brother Chi Ran."
He pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at me for a long time.
I had the illusion of being caught.
Familiar school, familiar people, familiar town.
There are ink, brushes, paper, inkstones, and books on the desks.
Yesterday, I took the initiative to talk to Cheng San in the classroom, and he pretended not to see me. In fact, I know that it was Huo Qingniang who specially "talked" with Cheng San.
But now, with my back to the wall, I was ready to run away, trying to remember what had happened to Mr. Yang in the past: Mr. Teacher, the doctor's apprentice......
I don't know who he is.
There is a happy event in the town, and most people will often know about it.
At the moment, it is crowded and noisy outside, assuming that what Mr. Yang said is true, there are more than a dozen people looking for me, and judging by his performance, the people looking for me are not good, then I go out now, once the fight starts, there is a high possibility that I will use the fire energy in front of everyone.
I should have tried a few words, but I think he would be better at this than I am if I were Chi Ran.
"My brother never mentioned you."
Mr. Yang smiled gently: "That's the case, your brother and I are senior brothers, remember?" I'm a doctor's apprentice, and Chi Ran often reads medical books, right?
In the past, in Lizhi County, Chi Ran had a lot of medical books taken from me. Well...... I think you've seen those books. ”
He said as he walked over.
"I know, a little suddenly, but now, come with me and cough before those people find you! Cough! Mr. Yang covered his mouth, fluid oozing from his fingers, and he took a few steps back to get better.
The gray collar turns crimson.
As far back as he can remember, Mr. Yang often wears gray clothes and occasionally cyan clothes.
He's a monotonous guy.
"What's wrong with you?"
"A little bit of a problem. Ping, let's go, I'll continue to study with you. ”
I stared at him, and he spread his arms generously.
The gray clothes are close-fitting and do not seem to have weapons.
Those who arrested me did not achieve their goal, and Aunt Qing Niang and Aunt Lin would be in trouble.
Moreover, what he said did not fully prove himself.
"Sir, I'll have to go back and clean up."
I fumbled with the door panel, and he noticed, looked at me gently, pulled the corners of his mouth upward, and whispered, "Okay." ”
I rushed out the door.
Aunt Qing Niang didn't mention today's situation, either she could handle them by herself, or she didn't even notice it.
In the second case, because I know how many catties and taels I have, I am more inclined to lure away the people who are looking for me, or be caught by them directly, so that they can achieve their goals, and they will no longer provoke Huo Qingniang, who is skilled in martial arts, and Aunt Lin can also be spared.
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The temporary school is the same as where Mr. Yang lives, there are few people and it is remote, and there is no class today, and about half of the students go to join in the excitement of getting married.
The girl ran out of the school.
A figure flashed from the eaves and a figure pounced on Apple.
Yang Ruilin raised his hand, and the ground clods cracked, and the vines grew rapidly, until they wrapped the masked man.
The newborn branches filled the masked man's throat and strangled his bones like a mosquito in a pitcher plant, without even the slightest cry.
There was a crunch of something breaking behind her, and Apple didn't look back.
The thorny vines dragged the masked man directly into the abyss, leaving a crack in the earth.
Yang Ruilin walked over and stepped on two feet, which can be regarded as destroying traces.
At this time, he no longer coughed up blood, and the burning sensation in his heart was reduced.
Yang Ruilin muttered almost undetectably: "Ping, you are the most terrifying existence to me. ”
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Aunt Lin likes to be lively, she went to attend the Peihua wedding, and there is only Huo Qingniang in the small mansion at the moment, sitting alone at the stone table, thinking empty.
She often feels that she is already an old man, eating, drinking, and sleeping slowly every day, and her hands are stained with chicken blood, duck blood, pig blood, and dog blood, but no longer stained with human blood.
Of the three of them, Aunt Lin is the most like her mother, she loves to chatter, loves to work, and loves to worry.
With Aunt Lin, Ping and Huo Qingniang are very comfortable.
Aunt Lin, relying on Ping and Huo Qingniang, she had to regret losing the game, and none of the big men dared to be tough with her, so she was afraid that the big and small female warriors in the family would come over to "raid the house". Therefore, the old men all said that they didn't care about the girls, and they seemed to be prime ministers.
Today, Huo Qingniang sat in the courtyard, and she could hear the noise of gongs and drums, and after an hour passed, she faintly heard footsteps.
Close to yourself.
Huo Qingniang got up, put away the clothes that Ping had dried before, and folded them neatly one by one.
Sounds are becoming more and more frequent.
She took a sip of water and clenched the cup, the shadow of the water in the cup was her mediocre face. Huo Qingniang suddenly recalled that the three women pulled and drank a lot of wine, and she said to Ping and Aunt Lin, who were also dizzy, that she missed her mother in the sand country, and A-Niang gave birth to four children, and she really couldn't raise them......
The person holding a sharp weapon approached from behind, and Huo Qingniang in the water shadow was shaking.
"Click-"
The teacup shattered.
The fist against the blade, the clay condensed into a crust is no less than an iron weapon!
With a tap of her toes, Huo Qingniang shook off the hem of her clothes, and spun in mid-air to meet the attack of another person!
A cold light flashed from the enemy's cuffs, and Huo Qingniang's cheek was torn, but she was tense and forgot about the pain.
The sound of the boom and bang made people clap their hands and scream that Huo Qingniang's feet rubbed the ground and shook a piece of sand, which instantly condensed into a block and pierced into the enemy's shoulder.
One enemy dodged, and the other two rushed up - three more people came out, slashed with their swords, and five people surrounded Huo Qingniang. They were prepared.
The arrow in the dark pointed at Huo Qingniang.
Aim, pull away, let go.
Apple broke down the door.