Chapter 3: Fake Death and Escape
She spat on the bloody saliva and laughed, "Hahahaha." "It's still the same crazy look.
The big man who accompanied Zhao's mother felt that this was really crazy.
"Mother Zhao, don't make a fuss, then we will really be unable to tell this building." Dahan whispered in his ear.
Mother Zhao also felt that it made sense, and shouted, "Come on, show me this little hoof, don't let her die, I don't believe in a girl who doesn't obey!" ”
Gu Qingyi's head was tilted to the side, and the wound on her body hurt so much that she bared her teeth.
After the accident, this old bustard actually dared to let her pick up customers, Gu Qingyi was helpless, so she had to pretend to be crazy and stupid, but she didn't expect that she couldn't fool the old bustard at all.
She was anesthetized, and now she is really powerless, so she can only be slaughtered.
Thinking that she is a woman in the new era, she will be forced into prostitution by the ancients, it is simply ridiculous!
Gu Qingyi held her breath, she had to escape, she couldn't just die here.
"Qingyi, are you okay? Qingyi? There was a rustling sound at the door.
The door was opened, and a petite figure pounced on her, crying heartbreakingly, "Qingyi, how could Mother Zhao beat you like this?" ”
Gu Qingyi tried hard to open her eyes, and barely saw the person who came, it was her only good friend Hongjin.
The dirty, bloodstained hand slowly lifted up, trying to wipe the poor girl's tears, but as soon as she lifted it it it fell, she really had no strength.
Hongjin kept crying, held Gu Qingyi's hand, and stuffed something the size of a jelly bean, "Qingyi, you must hold on, otherwise we will really be separated by yin and yang, woo woo woo woo ......"
Gu Qingyi was powerless to respond, and in a trance, Hongjin seemed to pat her hand, as if hinting at something, but she couldn't say it, and then she was called out by the big man who guarded the door.
The room returned to darkness, Gu Qingyi turned over, quietly opened her palm, and there was a black pill lying in her palm, she leaned to the tip of her nose and asked.
Hope ignited on her face, this is the Turtle Breath Pill, although the ingredients are not as complete as her later studies, but this is indeed the ancient version of the Turtle Breath Pill.
Jianghu people call fake death medicine, eating it can make people temporarily stop breathing and fall into a state of suspended animation, which is no different from a real dead person.
Hongjin is helping her escape, and she does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy this medicine back, Gu Qingyi swallowed it gratefully, if he becomes famous one day, she will definitely come back to rescue Hongjin.
Consciousness gradually dissipated, and Gu Qingyi fell into a coma.
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In the suburbs, on both sides of the Huangsha official road, a few black crows fluttered and screamed to break the silence, and the dilapidated wooden gate of Yizhuang was pushed by the wind to 'squeak'.
A lotus root arm covered with whip marks moved, and then sat up, the straw curtain covering her body slid to the ground at her movements, and if anyone saw it, she would have shouted for the corpse.
Gu Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, she successfully escaped, and she was secretly glad that Mother Zhao at least sent her to Yizhuang, not a mass grave.
Holding back the pain in her body, she rolled over from the plank, and although she was an atheist, she would be afraid in such a gloomy place.
During this time, she sorted out the memory of the original body, the original body grew up in the Qinglou since she was a child, if she hadn't been forced to pick up guests that day, she wouldn't have died.
I don't know if God is loving or fooling, so that she is a modern Chinese medicine heir to wear the ancients, fortunately she still has a body of medical skills, otherwise she would really starve to death.
Gu Qingyi walked aimlessly in the forest, but the weakness and scarred body that had been eating for a long time didn't allow her to go far.
Suddenly it was dark in front of her, and the girl fell to the ground with a bang.
Then a woman collecting wood saw her, and was struck by the beauty of her face, which was only intact.
The woman reached for Gu Qingyi's nose, and the faint gasp proved that she was still alive, and the woman was overjoyed, not caring about the firewood thrown on the ground, and running away while no one around was carrying Gu Qingyi.
Gu Qingyi is thin and weak, and the village woman also does farm work all year round, so it is effortless to carry Gu Qingyi on her back.
"Dakang! Dakang! Come and pick it up! The woman kicked open the wooden door of her house and shouted for her husband to come and help.
The genius is bright, and the people in the distance have already lit the curling smoke, their family is not social, and the houses are far away, and no one knows if they do something to steal chickens and dogs.
"It's early in the morning, what are you yelling about, I'm sleeping soundly." The bearded man came out in response, with an impatient face.
The woman also lost her temper at this time, "Sleep what sleep!" Pick it up for me! ”
Dakang saw that his mother-in-law had a person on her back, and her eyes widened in fright, "Cui'er, this, this, what's the matter?" ”
Cui'er glanced at her own masters, she couldn't point to this cowardice, so she went straight around him, walked into the back room and put Gu Qingyi down.
Raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, "I picked it up on the road, and I still have a breath, so I carried it back." ”
Dakang saw Gu Qingyi's true face, and he couldn't move his feet, he looked like a fairy.
"I can tell you, I don't want to beat this girl's idea!" Cui'er naturally knew her master very well, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and warned.
Dakang pouted, he was naturally very afraid of his mother-in-law, "Okay, then you look after the house, I'll go collect firewood." ”
Gu Qingyi slept heavily this night, and it was already three days after she woke up, and the throat of the "water ......" was dry and itchy, and it was difficult to make a sound.
"Huh! It's coming, it's coming. She was answered by a woman, and in her confusion she felt someone help her up.
The clear spring water trickled down his throat, and his life was irrigated and sprouted again, Gu Qingyi's eyelids moved, and he barely opened them.
Entering the four walls of the house, the walls made of loess and the mud-covered roof, he looked sideways at the woman who was supporting him, and before he could thank him, he fell asleep again.
It was another day and a night before Gu Qingyi was willing to wake up from her sleep, and the whiplash wounds on her body were still faintly painful, but they no longer hindered her movement.
She sat up slowly, and took a serious look at the environment, the room was very simple, a table, two wooden stools, and a wooden box on the ground.
Gu Qingyi thought that she should be lucky and rescued by the surrounding farmers, otherwise she would have to play with her life again.
"Dakang, kill the old hen at home, I guess the girl should wake up, she is too thin, she has to make up for it."
"Cui'er, you are stupid, there is only this chicken in the house, who slaughtered and laid eggs?"
The voice from the window broke Gu Qingyi's thoughts, and only the hazy figures of the male and female hosts could be seen through the window.
Originally, it was troublesome enough to borrow to live in someone's house, but now when I heard that they were going to kill the only old hen in the house, I was even more upset.
It's just that the high burns for days hurt her throat, and she couldn't speak for the time being, but she was so anxious that she casually touched a wooden stick and beat it against the window lattice.