Chapter 57: Save Master Sun, just make a show
No way?
She's already so old, not to mention that he's a man, even her mother is embarrassed to wash her these.
Now tell her that he washed all his clothes?
Do you want to be so embarrassed?
"It's not." From the wind half-lowered eyebrows.
He was also embarrassed by this kind of thing, how dare he touch it casually.
He just helped send it to Aunt Huanyi, and then took it back.
At most...... Took a few looks.
Qingyan saw that he was very uncomfortable, and he felt that he was too careful when he thought about it, how could a big man help others wash their clothes for no reason.
When I was a disciple before, I needed to wash it myself, but when I became an elder, there was a lady who specially gave her a coat.
But she just gave her her coat and pants, and the close-fitting ones were all done by herself.
The problem is with this self-asserted disciple!
"I will wash it myself, but it may not be so timely, delay for half a day and a day, you don't rush to take away all the clothes. Every time I thought about washing, the clothes were gone. ”
She emphasized that he was the author of her laziness and threw the pot directly at him.
Silence from the wind.
When he heard this, Qingyan began to rummage again, and finally found a piece of silk cloth.
She carefully wrapped the buckwheat teeth in a cloth and hung them from the window to ventilate.
Then who said that buckwheat is not a prepared elixir, but a grown herb.
Among the five elements mentioned in the "Simple Decision", isn't the most basic earth element related to plant growth?
She thought for a moment, took out the simple duel from under the pillow, flipped to the back of the talisman array, and applied the talisman array to the silk cloth bag against the figure on the book.
With the buck teeth in hand, she didn't want to care about the Sun family.
But thinking that she doesn't care, Master Sun will keep killing and hurting people, and more innocent people will be injured every day, and she still cares about it in the end.
Lan Yan thought that he was hiding and didn't appear, so Qingyan couldn't find him.
Unexpectedly, at the second moment of Maozheng, under the bell tower, the woman with the skirt flying was not Qingyan, but who was it.
He is obviously on vacation, why does Qingyan have to look for him for everything.
"Of course, it's because you are the most idle."
Lan Yi was helpless but couldn't refuse: "Even if Lan Yi is willing, he can't take so many people to fly at the same time at once."
She went down the mountain by herself, and she had to take Ah Zhu to buy pig iron, take the tall man to buy high-quality planers, and take Congfeng to eat dumplings.
Eating dumplings?
What's the matter with him eating dumplings!
But the dumplings at that noodle stall are really delicious.
It's been a long time since I've been there, and he wants to eat it too.
"Oh, it's simple, you can take a few people with you on a trip, and we'll go separately."
Anyway, it's not about going to a place, Qingyan doesn't matter.
The point is that it's not her who is tired.
Lan Yi complained bitterly in his heart.
There are many markets in the town under the mountain, but Qingyan wants to be good iron, so Lan Yan first takes the two of them to the most prosperous market in the capital, and then comes back to pick up Qingyan and Congfeng to the noodle stall.
The dumplings are delicious, but why would he pay for three people?
Lan Yi looked at the shriveled money bag and resigned himself to Edgeworth to take them to Sun's house.
"Lan Yi, I've worked hard for you, so you can go back first." Qingyan didn't want to bother him all the time and make people suspicious.
"Since it is about Sun Zhuzhu, it can be regarded as a legacy left when recruiting disciples, so I should stay." Lan Yi saw that there were only two of them, and he was not at ease.
"Thanks." Qingyan smiled and knocked on the door.
The people of the Sun Mansion learned that Qingyan and the others were from Wuxian Academy, and hurriedly welcomed them in.
The old lady said goodbye to Qingyan, and his attitude was like two people, and the elders shouted Qingyan disgustingly.
"Old lady, you don't have to be polite, I want to see Master Sun."
Qingyan got straight to the point, and the old lady ordered someone to take them there, and Qingyan saw that the old man was hiding far away, and he didn't dare to approach, and he looked down on him even more in his heart.
Doesn't it mean that you can only hurt people at night, and you won't get sick during the day?
It's his own son, and he doesn't dare to take a look at it during the day.
Qingyan and the others came to Master Sun's room and saw him tied to a chair by Wuhuada.
Mrs. Sun was very affectionate and had been guarding her side, and was feeding him a decoction at this time.
"You are Elder Qingyan?" Mrs. Sun put down the bowl and held Qingyan's hand excitedly.
Her nails were sharp, and Qingyan frowned and pulled out her hand.
"Elder, please save my husband, save my husband."
"I'll take a look first." Whether it can be saved or not is not certain.
Qingyan wanted to get closer to see what was going on with Master Sun, so he reminded from the wind, "Be careful." ”
"Oh, then go ahead and show me his head."
So dangerous, you still have to be careful.
She became frightened in hindsight, and turned around to push the wind out.
The dean only said that the evil is possessed, what is this evil thing, is it a ghost?
She is afraid of ghosts, and she is born as a human being, so there is no need to deal with ghosts.
Looking at her from the wind, that look seemed to say that if you push your apprentice out, won't your conscience hurt?
Qingyan smiled, leaned close to his ear and whispered.
"Just make a show."
Anyway, they've been here, they've seen it, and they're ready to go back and make a difference.
When he lifted his head from the wind, he saw that his face was glowing with black light, his eyes were closed, his lips were blue, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was enduring great pain.
"That's all the time?" Qingyan asked Mrs. Sun.
"Well, it was like this ten days ago, we were afraid that he would hurt himself, and we were afraid that he would go out and hurt people, so we could only tie him up here."
"Does it work to tie it up?" She had heard that at least five dead and ten wounded.
Mrs. Sun could only shed tears silently.
Qingyan was worried about nightmares at night, so she used her hand to block Master Sun's terrifying face and scrutinize his body.
The clothes were messy but not like they hadn't been changed for ten days, and there were stains on the placket, but the color of the fabric was too dark, I don't know if it was his own saliva or other people's blood.
Both hands clutched the armrests of the chair, and there were sparse pieces of flesh between the fingernails.
Qingyan thought of the evil, death and injury, and then looked at his hand, and suddenly vomited.
"No, I can't stand it." Qingyan leaned against the door frame and felt disgusted.
She had faced blood every day, but that was a completely different situation.
Surgery is a very sacred thing, and I have the belief and responsibility to save people's lives.
After a set of disinfection and sterilization processes before the operation, the sense of belief was incomparably inflated.
And Master Sun is like a beast, destroying human nature, tearing at other people's bodies, making people shudder.
It's too dirty, and when such a dirty hand touches the wound, it will become infected, suppurated, red and swollen, and sepsis......
"Qingyan, are you alright?" Lan Yi was worried about her.
Children are like this, they look bold, but they are actually very timid.
"It's okay, maybe I broke my stomach in the morning." Qingyan smiled, bumped into Congfeng's gaze, and avoided it uncomfortably.
Bad stomach? The dumplings at noon are almost digested, and the morning is only now reacting?
"Since you have a bad stomach, go drink some hot tea."
When Mrs. Sun heard this, she hurriedly summoned the maidservant to bring Qingyan to drink water.
As soon as Qingyan came out of the room and saw a garden, he felt very strange.
The garden is planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, and in autumn the flowers are lost, but the leaves do not turn black.
"Blue Calam." Qingyan beckoned to the people in the room.
Lan Yi and Congfeng both walked out, and Mrs. Sun glared at the maidservant.
"Look at this bird droppings, is it very similar to the one on the wood of the bell tower?"
Bird poop?
Lan Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking that there were outsiders here, and then her words said, "Chart black, it is indeed bird poop." ”
Glancing from the wind at a charred stain on a blade of grass.
How many birds do you have to at the same time to pull such a big show?