Old man Ye slowly climbed out of the counter, stretched out a small head with few hairs, and took another look at it seriously, and couldn't help but stand on the spot.

He couldn't help but gasp, looking at Ye Qingyang, who was covered in blood and full of knives in front of him, he actually said rudely: "Fuck, who got it, didn't you just go out not long ago, Ye boy? ”

Ye Qingyang leaned against the door frame, sighed, and said weakly: "Alas, it's hard to say, come and help me, I don't even have the strength to stand." ”

"Oooh oh ......"

Old man Ye suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly went up to help Ye Qingyang into the private room in the "time-honored pharmacy".

Old man Ye asked solemnly: "Ye boy, what did you say happened to you? ”

"No, I just met a wild dog that went crazy on the road, and after some fighting, I managed to subdue the wild dog, and then I became like this. Ye Qingyang restrained his smile and replied seriously.

Old man Ye pursed his lips and said, "Who are you fooling, if you don't want to say it, just say it." ”

"Oh, then I don't want to say. ”

“......”

......

Ye Qingyang was lying on an old rattan chair, his limbs stretched and drooping, the smile on his face was still the same, and he said: "Old man Ye, just bring me a box of larger bandages, don't want white bandages, don't want alcohol, you can lend me a set of clothes by the way, you want long sleeves, otherwise the wound will be exposed." ”

Old man Ye, who was quickly rummaging through bandages and alcohol, glared back at Ye Qingyang, and said: "No matter how big the band-aid is, it is so big, how can it cover so many wounds on you, you don't need alcohol to disinfect it, you want to be infected, and what about clothes, you are so tall, how can I have clothes suitable for you to wear." ”

Ye Qingyang said with a smile: "Then you can take a band-aid, one is not good, then two, if you don't have clothes, you can help me borrow a set, there is always someone with the same body as me in such a store next to it." ”

Old man Ye frowned, as if he vaguely guessed Ye Qingyang's thoughts, and said, "Boy Ye, you won't be in a hurry to go home, no, how can you walk back after being so seriously injured." ”

Ye Qingyang smiled freely, and said with a nonchalant face: "It's okay, I couldn't have walked back to your store just now, it's just a small injury, and I can still hold it, you can do what I say, I'm in a hurry, it's so dark, if I don't go back, my family should worry about me." ”

Old man Ye glared angrily and stared at Ye Qingyang fiercely, Ye Qingyang greeted his gaze with a smile, and his face did not change.

After a while, Old Man Ye sighed like a deflated ball, and said helplessly: "Okay, I really can't help you, you wait a minute, I'll go to the old Wang next door to borrow a set of clothes, his size should be appropriate." ”

Ye Qingyang habitually said: "Thank you, old man Ye." ”

"Okay, thank you, I think you're humiliating me. Old man Ye waved his hand and said.

"Hehe......" Ye Qingyang's heart was inexplicably warm.

Ye Qingyang has a total of seventeen knife cuts all over his body, seven of his two arms, and ten cuts on his chest, either deep or shallow, and some of them are still very long, and he needs four or five band-aids to cover them.

Under the persuasion of Old Man Ye, Ye Qingyang still looked smiling, very stubbornly wiped the blood stains on his body, put on a gray middle-aged man's clothes that were a little loose, covered the band-aid, picked up the vegetable bag and was about to open the door and step into the rainstorm.

Ye Qingyang just released the threshold with his front foot, retracted it again, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, my umbrella is gone, Old Man Ye will lend me the umbrella again." ”

"Hmph. Old man Ye took a black umbrella from the counter with an unhappy face: "Take it." ”

Ye Qingyang took the umbrella, stretched it out of the store, turned his head and said to Old Man Ye with a smile: "Let's go, Old Man Ye, next time I invite you to have supper." ”

"Hmm. Old man Ye replied with a snort.

Although Old Man Ye was very unhappy with Ye Qingyang's stubborn behavior, he saw Ye Qingyang enduring the pain in the rainstorm and standing upright with his waist straight, he still couldn't help but shout at Ye Qingyang: "Ye boy, be careful on the road, don't have any more accidents." ”

"Got it, I will. Ye Qingyang didn't turn around, just waved his hand back, and didn't care whether Old Man Ye saw it clearly or not, he still turned his head and smiled.

In the vast heavy rain, the wind blew and thundered, and a young man with his signature sunny smile, holding a black bag in one hand and a black umbrella in the other, looked in the direction of home, and his heart couldn't help but feel a burst of tenderness, no matter how much pain he had on his body, it seemed that it didn't matter.

Isn't it just that I've been stabbed more than a dozen times, and it's not as painful as my brother condenses his soul every night!

Xiaoxue should be hungry, don't worry, your brother will come back now, wait!

......

Sure enough, Ye Qingyang, who went home so late, inevitably complained a few words by Ye Qingxue, plus the clothes on his body were different, and Ye Qingxue asked about it.

"Brother, why did you come back so late, it's half an hour later than usual, are you honestly forgetting your sister in the store?"

"Brother, how do I feel that your clothes don't seem to be the ones you wear today, oh, I know, these clothes have been changed, you won't really be said by me, hmph, see the color and forget my sister!"

......

Of course, in the end, Ye Qingxue didn't inquire about anything, and Ye Qingyang smiled and casually used "I was wet in the rain halfway, and I went back to the store to borrow a piece of clothing", and I was fooled.

In Ye Qingxue's half-believing gaze, Ye Qingyang attracted Ye Qingxue's attention with the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, Ye Qingxue, who didn't think too much, came down one night, but didn't notice that Ye Qingyang was the slightest abnormal.

I have to say that Ye Qingyang's pain-bearing kung fu is indeed at a certain level, after suffering such a serious knife wound, he can still talk and laugh with his sister, move his body as always, and his nerves are very tough, of course, there may also be a belief in not letting Ye Qingxue be frightened and silently supported!

Ye Qingyang told Ye Qingxue stories to coax her to sleep as usual, in the middle of the night, there was still sporadic light rain outside, Ye Qingyang didn't have an umbrella, and still climbed to the roof as usual.

The breeze and rain were sloping, and it took a while to get Ye Qingyang's clothes wet, he held the familiar iron rod, and wanted to dance meticulously, who knows, just simulated the practice of two basic sword skills, and the wounds on his body were pulled painfully.

Ye Qingyang has a high tolerance for pain, but he can persevere, but he has to care about the blood stains caused by the wound in the pulling, which will stain the clothes red, and it is easy for Ye Qingxue to find clues when drying the clothes.

He immediately made a decision, stopped all physical activities and cultivation, put down the iron rod, sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his thoughts returned to emptiness, and his five hearts turned to the sky, condensing his soul heart again.

Five and a half times again, the vision of the perceiving heart eye was blurred, the star energy space was broken, and the pain of mental tearing struck as promised, Ye Qingyang gritted his teeth, curled his body, and endured it to death.

He found that it was more painful than being knifed, the pain of external injuries only stimulated a small part of the spiritual consciousness, while the pain of internal injuries was directly the entire spiritual consciousness.

I saw that Ye Qingyang was lying on the roof with water in a large shape, panting slightly, the drizzle was gently applied to his face, he looked at the starless sky on the rainy day, and fell into his own thoughts.

He found that he could only fight against the water now, and he had to succeed in winning the first place in this city-wide planting competition, and use this fame to join the Wang family!

Ye Qingyang believes that as long as he joins the Wang family, all the troubles caused by the Zhao family will be solved, although the strength of the Wang family and the Zhao family is comparable, but one is the genius girl of the family, and the other is the son of the family.

And if he can really get the appreciation of the Wang family, maybe there will be special people to protect him, after all, he will be Wang Tiantian's cronies at that time.

Although relying on others is a bit uncompetitive, as a big boy, it is indeed embarrassing to eat soft rice, but now it can only be like this, and it is a rare wisdom to be able to bend and stretch.

Working hard to live and protect a good family is the most important creed in Ye Qingyang's heart, everything else can be given up for this, this is also the heaviest life lesson that the Drifting Fire City Disaster Day taught him!

Ye Qingyang stood up suddenly, looking at the distant darkness and dark clouds in the sky, his fists were clenched, and in his delicate eyes, the belief reflected in his gaze was as firm as a sharp sword out of the sheath, and everywhere he went, it was indestructible!

He wants to break through the haze of life and return to the stars and skylight!