Chapter 16: Never Survive the Dawn

After so many years in this business, it is the first time that the blind man has encountered such a bizarre thing.

What is the money, if the fate is put in, there will be nothing.

Back in Fulong Temple, the blind man sat in the "monk's house", thinking about what happened to Lao Yu, and felt a cold sweat on his back.

Touching his pocket, he wanted to take out a cigarette to smoke, only to find that he had forgotten to collect the money.

Thinking that he might run in vain today, the blind man Wang was heartbroken.

The place on the back of his left hand where the chicken head burned was still bubbling with blood.

The blind man didn't care about the risk of infection, so he randomly found a towel and bandaged it.

He took out the phone and prepared to call Lao Yu.

That chicken farm, Wang Blind didn't plan to go, the money, directly let Lao Yu call him, and he had to count the Bodhisattva's overtime pay, not a single point less!

Just as he was about to make a call, a little monk scooped up the fabric of the "monk's house" and told him that a young woman was looking for him outside the temple.

The temple closes at 6 p.m., after which ordinary pilgrims cannot enter and exit freely.

The blind man was tired and afraid, and he didn't plan to see the guests, but as soon as he heard that it was a young woman, he came to the scene.

After cleaning up and dressing up, he went out to see that it was Xia Hong, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

Hearing the blind man say this, I suddenly thought of something.

I interrupted him:

"This Xia Hong, is it exactly the same as the woman who Grandma Hu brought to your house more than ten years ago and took out the piece of white jade Ping'an buckle to show you?"

The blind man raised his eyes: "How do you know?" ”

"You just say, don't you?"

"Yes."

Speaking of this, he paused: "However, I don't think they are the same person. ”

"Why?"

"Because, they look so alike! More than ten years have passed, how can a woman not have a little change in appearance! ”

I nodded, and what the blind man said was very reasonable.

When Grandma Hu fled from her hometown in her teens, she met Xia Hong from an abandoned newsstand, and at that time, Xia Hong was already a woman in her thirties.

More than ten years later, Xia Hong came to her again, and Grandma Hu's appearance had changed a lot, but that woman was still the same as before.

And just half a month ago, the woman who came to my dad was the same as the woman in Grandma Hu's photo.

If it is because of maintenance reasons, the appearance of more than ten years can be barely maintained.

It's outrageous that more than 30 years have been able to maintain the original appearance.

Therefore, I still can't be sure whether the woman wearing a goose yellow top and showing up at my noodle shop in the middle of the night is Xia Hong.

However, I very much suspect that she is the same person as the woman who came to find the blind man.

After all, they are similar in age.

So I said, "Whoever she is, tell me first, what did she tell you?" ”

The blind man took a deep breath, nodded, and continued:

When he came to the gate of the temple, the blind man found that this woman was the woman he had been thinking about before.

It seems that after so many days of not seeing, this woman really keeps thinking about herself.

I was feeling proud in my heart, only to hear the woman suddenly say to him: "Wang Gang, you have caused great (harmony) trouble!" ”

The blind man was startled.

Not to mention what trouble he caused, but the woman directly called herself Wang Gang, which was enough to surprise him.

After being released from the inside, the blind man came to Fulong Temple to resume his old business.

He didn't tell anyone who he was.

The monks of the temple called him "Lao Wang", and those who did it only knew him as "Wang Daxian".

But this woman actually called her name directly.

I saw that the woman stepped forward at once, and lifted the wounded hand of the blind man.

She took off the towel that covered the wound at once, and the feeling of pulling the flesh made the blind man feel very painful.

But in front of the woman, he couldn't hold back and didn't scream.

When he saw his wounds clearly, the blind man was astonished.

He remembered very well that this afternoon he was only pecked on the back of his hand by the chicken head in Yu Ke's throat, and the wound at that time was a small wound less than a centimeter long, except for a little blood.

However, at this moment, the wound was jet black.

A centimeter of the affected area was already scorched, and the flesh that came out of it turned black.

The blood oozing out of the wound was also dark red.

The strange thing is that the black at the wound has actually spread to the wrist.

On this side, the woman carefully observed the wounds, where the skin and flesh were cracked, the blood vessels and muscles jumped and jumped, and it looked a little crazy.

Originally, I was just pecked by a chicken, but now it looks like I have been poisoned.

Staring at the wound, I don't know if it's an illusion, Wang Blind felt that the hand had a tingling feeling, like countless ants and insects crawling on it.

He asked in horror, "What's wrong with me?" ”

The woman looked at the blind man and whispered, "You are poisoned." ”

"Poisoned ......"

"Yes, your hand is poisoned, and then the poison will spread from the back of your hand upwards, and finally spread all over your body, at this rate, I guess, you won't survive tomorrow morning."

The woman's speech was unhurried, but the blind man was frightened when he heard it.

He trembled all over, and felt a sadness in his heart: "You...... Is that true? ”

The woman didn't answer his question, but suddenly asked, "Wang Gang, is it a chicken that hurt you?" ”

"Chickens?"

"Yes."

Wang Blind recalled the chicken head that suddenly came out of Yu Ke's throat, and he quickly nodded: "Yes, it's a chicken, but that chicken, in Yu Ke's throat, it suddenly came out of his throat, and then my hand was ...... by it."

Hearing this, the woman's expression was solemn, and then she sighed and shook her head again.

Seeing the woman's action, the blind man was stupid: "Save me...... I don't want to die......"

After a pause, the woman suddenly pulled out a bottle from the one she was carrying.

It was a glass bottle, a patch of green from the outside. When the woman opened it, she poured something slimy out of it, which looked like the tissue fluid of some kind of plant that had been mashed.

The green stuff gave off a special smell.

The fishy aroma of the grass has a slight mint flavor and some sweetness and bitterness.

Drip on the wound, it is a cold feeling.

Very comfortable.

After the thing was smeared, the itchy feeling at the wound just now suddenly disappeared a lot.

The blind man was overjoyed: "I'm fine?" ”

When the woman heard this, she sneered: "This thing I applied to you can only alleviate the spread of toxicity for you, but there is someone else who can really help you live." ”

“…… Who is it? ”

The woman looked at him coldly and said, "She is the old Tang chicken noodle shop, the current owner - Tang Xiaofan." ”