"The boy woke up. ”

There was a small hut on an unknown hill on the outskirts of Xuncheng, and the owner of the thatched hut had already taken a sum of money and left Xuncheng to join his distant relatives.

And it was naturally Song Yi who bought this thatched house, and Hengshui was arranged here.

In order to prevent the people of the Han family from not giving up, Song Yi specially sent Hengshui to the mass grave, and then used the means of stealing beams and replacing pillars to transport him out.

This place is not far from the mass grave, and it is rarely populated on weekdays. At this moment, it is suitable to place Hengshui.

The scars that Song Yi made for Hengshui looked scary, but they weren't serious, most of them just hurt the flesh and skin, but in the end, Han Shaohu's kick was so hard that he kicked Hengshui's two chest bones.

Meng Juntong did not directly wake Hengshui from the dream, if he woke up at this moment, the pain that Hengshui had to bear was very strong, even if he could endure the pain, he would not be able to bear it in the face of such a landslide and severe pain at once.

Before coming here, she asked Schröding to buy a batch of medicinal herbs at the city's pharmacy.

For dispensing, Meng Juntong also knows a little about dispensing, when she was cultivating in Shaohua Pavilion, Yunzhu Holy Maiden taught her some medical pharmacology, which also came in handy at this time.

After Xue Ding connected the broken bones for Hengshui and applied a series of ointments for internal and external injuries to him, Meng Juntong came to Hengshui to prepare to wake up for him.

Seeing Meng Juntong's fingers flick continuously, a lion mark formed in front of him, and he pushed it violently in the direction where Hengshui was, and immediately a heaven-shattering lion roar sounded in the hut.

Hengshui, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and broke away from the dream.

Meng Juntong could have used Huishen Lightning to frighten dreams, but considering Hengshui's current physical condition, and he was not yet proficient in the use of Huishen Lightning, he chose Huishen Lion's Roar.

The lion's roar only needs to reach the realm of the double dream technique to be cast, and the disciples of the dream cultivation path of Shaohua Dream City have practiced.

Don't look at this as a double dream technique, the high priest of Luo Shu once said that if he can cultivate the roar of the Huishen Lion to the extreme, his dream-breaking power will not be weaker than the Huishen Lightning. And compared to the lengthy casting of Huishen Lightning, the casting of Huishen's lion's roar can be achieved almost instantly, and the consumption of spiritual power is not much.

Hengshui was woken up by the roar of the Huishen Lion, and his eyes suddenly opened from fear to pain.

Even if Meng Juntong had added pain-relieving herbs to those external ointments, where could the pain of broken bones be so easily soothed.

Especially this kind of pain came suddenly, almost suddenly, one moment he was still in a quiet dream, and the next second, the severe pain came like a mountain and a sea, in other words, anyone who came here would not behave better than Hengshui.

Looking at Hengshui, who was trembling all over, Meng Juntong slowly squatted down beside him.

"You're not lightly injured, try not to move. The potion I have prepared for you will take effect in half an hour, and you will feel the periosteal itch in the meantime, as long as you endure this for a while, your broken bones will grow and heal quickly. ”

"Broken ...... Bone~!" I have to say that Hengshui is a person who has been trained to tolerate secret agents after all, and the pain is so intense that he has been relieved after a few breaths.

Meng Juntong simply described the process of Han Shaohu seriously injuring him.

"Han family," Hengshui's eyes showed a hint of resentment.

Song Yi said coldly on the side: "People want to test your life and death, and it is reasonable to use some means." But the three stitches made by that Liu Cheng really scared me. ”

Hengshui's face was pale, and he didn't know if it was because of the severe pain or because of anger: "The pain of those three needles is better than breaking bones, and being pierced by these three needles, I'm afraid that I will abolish half of my body's skills, it's really a vicious method." ”

Xue Ding had already told Meng Juntong when he came that Liu Yan's three needles pierced Hengshui's Divine Pool, Jade Mansion and Parkway, and these three places were all places where the essence and true qi of the martial arts gathered.

Even if the true qi of the whole body is dormant and static in Hengshui's sleep, after these three needles are punctured, it will inevitably lead to the leakage of the acupoints.

It is not easy for a martial artist to cultivate his true qi, and it is even more difficult to achieve a small success, but Hengshui has casually abolished more than half of his cultivation, but anyone who practices martial arts encounters such a thing, I am afraid it will be difficult to accept it for a while.

But it's really no wonder that Liu Qiaozuo, he was an autopsy to determine life and death, and he didn't feel that his needle was pierced in the body of a living person from the beginning.

"If the martial arts are gone, you can practice again, but when this person dies, there is nothing. Song Yi stepped forward and patted Hengshui lightly on the shoulder.

This shot seemed to affect Hengshui's wound, and the pain made him grin for a while.

Song Yi was a little embarrassed, but he didn't forget his business, he turned to Meng Juntong and asked, "Miss Meng, you promised me that this kid's life can be exchanged for equivalent information." ”

Meng Juntong nodded: "Of course I remember." ”

After speaking, she looked at Hengshui: "You should still remember the previous dream." ”

Hengshui recovered from the pain, and he looked at Meng Juntong with some incredulity: "You know the dream I had. ”

"More than you know, that dream was woven by my own hands for you. ”

"Dream weaving?" Hengshui didn't seem to understand this method.

Meng Juntong said seriously: "And no matter what this dream is, you should understand that if you really die, the things in the dream will inevitably come true in reality." ”

At this moment, recalling the bleak experience of his grandmother and younger brother in the dream, Hengshui's heart was still throbbing.

"But what's the difference now, I'm already dead, this news will be able to be transmitted back to the Qin State in less than a day, and what the ending will be, it's not bad at all. Hengshui suddenly frowned: "The result may even be worse." ”

Hengshui appeared in Zhao State as a secret agent, and then he was tortured to death, so no one can be sure of whether Hengshui will leak secrets, and how the Qin State spy organization understands it.

If it is counted as martyrdom, then his younger brother and grandmother can more or less get a pension, but if it is counted as treason, this leak alone is enough for their family, and his younger brother and grandmother will also quietly disappear from this world.