Section 32 Frequent Incidents on the Banks of the Taoxiang River (1)
The Taoxiang River lies in the middle of Yangquan City, and it has a beautiful legend. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć At the beginning of the river, the torrent flowed straight down from west to east, breaking the dam and engulfing large fields of land. Even if people rebuild the dam year after year, it won't help. But the perseverance and perseverance of the people finally moved the prince of the upper realm, and he cast a spell to form five bays in the river, saving the dam and avoiding the flood disaster.
After hearing this legend, Ling'er kept thinking: The Hundred Poison God Cult is doing nonsense, and her own strength is too small, but as long as she is not discouraged and does not give up, she can one day defeat the powerful evil forces.
"Knock!" there was a knock on the door.
A delicate girl walked into the house with a decoction. She is the second lady of Oriental Villa on the Taoxiang River, Dongfang Hong. Dongfang Hong smiled and said, "Miss Ling'er, it's time to drink medicine." ā
"Thank you, Sister Dongfang. Ling'er said gratefully, "You not only came to the rescue, but also took care of me carefully." ā
"You're welcome! We met in Pingshui, it was fate. My sister's complexion is much better than when she first woke up this morning. Dongfang Hong sat down on the edge of her bed.
In fact, Ling'er had always had a question in her heart, how did a weak woman like Dongfang Hong, who didn't even know martial arts, rescue herself from the Hundred Poison God Sect, but she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to ask.
Ling'er took the decoction and drank it.
"Dad said that you have an internal injury, and it is best to rest in the villa for two more days before going to Luoyang. Dongfang Hong said.
"That little injury doesn't get in the way, I still want to get on the road quickly. Ling'er insisted. Actually, she was telling the truth, her internal injuries were almost better, and someone must have helped her heal.
"Well, at least rest here for one more night. "Dongfang Hong really doesn't want Ling'er to go on the road with injuries.
Suddenly, a maid ran in from outside and shouted, "Miss, it's not good!
"What?" Dongfang Hong anxiously rushed out of the house, and Ling'er followed.
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There was a stretcher parked in the courtyard, and on it lay a corpse, covered with a white cloth, which was still stained with some blood.
"Brother!" Dongfang Hong rushed over, threw herself on the corpse and cried silently: "This ...... How...... What's going on......"
The old man of the East stood aside sadly, with tears in his eyes.
A house slave said tremblingly: "The eldest young master has not come back since he went to Yihong Courtyard last night, and this morning the villain was about to pick up the eldest young master, but when he passed through the alley, he saw the eldest young master lying on the ground, covered in blood, and had been holding his breath for a long time. After the slave finished speaking, he lowered his head.
"What kind of sin has my Dongfang family created, God wants to treat me like this!" Dongfang Old Man cried out in grief.
"Daddy!" Dongfang Hong threw herself into his arms and cried bitterly.
"Hong'er, your brother's heart is taken out!" said the Dongfang master sadly.
Dongfang Hong sat down on the ground sadly.
Ling'er stepped forward and slowly lifted the white cloth on the corpse, and sure enough, a big hole was found in the heart of the deceased, and there was a lancet stuck in the deceased's forehead, and the knife clothes were black. Ling'er was startled, took off the lancet, inspected the knife and said: "He was hit in the head by a flying knife, and he died with one blow, and there was not much pain at that time." ā
The more Dongfang Hong cried, the more sad she became, and shouted, "Which ruthless person did it?"
Ling'er said in her heart: "It's the Hundred Poison God Sect again!Could it be that the murder of Young Master Dongfang has something to do with me?" Thinking of this, she shook her body and took two steps back before standing firmly.
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The eldest young master of the East passed away, and the entire Dongfang Villa was busy.
They carried the empty coffin to the street to buy water, threw money into the well to buy water, and then bathed the eldest young master with the water they bought, and then buried him.
And Ling'er has always been by Dongfang Hong's side.
Dongfang Hong said with tears: "Although the eldest brother has a wife and six concubines, he has not left a son and a half daughter for the Dongfang family, why did he leave?"
"Sister Dongfang, by the way. Ling'er comforted Dongfang Hong.
"And my younger brother has been frail and sick since he was a child, how can he inherit the family from the East? I saw that my father was sad about this, and I was afraid that he would not be able to stand it as an old man. The more Dongfang Hong spoke, the more sad she became.
"Ling'er has never heard my sister mention the Third Young Master, why don't you let me treat him?" Ling'er said.
"That's Sister Lao. Dongfang Hong held Ling'er's hand and said gratefully.
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"Take care of it, the third young master's body is still expected to recover. "After diagnosing Dongfang Yan, the third young master of Dongfang, Ling'er said.
The old man of the East was not optimistic, he said: "Yan'er is a difficult child, born with a weak body, and the old man has been invited to famous doctors, but there is still no improvement!"
"Please try Ling'er's prescription!" Ling'er said, handing a conditioning recipe to Dongfang Master.
"Thank you, Miss Gan, let the next person grab the medicine. The old man said, "However, the old man believes in Chongxi's statement." ā
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The mourning hall was set up, and seven beautiful young women, dressed in sackcloth, knelt on the ground with white on their heads.
Ling'er knew that they were the wives and concubines of the eldest young master of the East, but strangely, there was no trace of grief on the faces of these women.
After the worship, Ling'er returned to the guest room.
At this time, Dongfang Hong knocked on the door and walked in with some things.
"This is my sword!" Ling'er said in surprise.
"These are your stuff too. Dongfang Hong handed the sword to Ling'er along with another black cloth bag, and she said, "There are a lot of things going on in the villa, and I won't keep you staying for a few more days." ā
"No, Sister Dongfang, I plan to stay a few more days to help the third young master recuperate, and I can accompany you. Ling'er knew that Dongfang Hong must be very helpless now.
Dongfang Hong gratitatively grabbed Ling'er and said, "That's okay! It's been a tiring day, you should rest early!"
"Hmm. Ling'er nodded.
Then, Dongfang Hong took the door and went out.
Ling'er stroked the sword in surprise, this was the family heirloom sword given to her by Ji Cangyu, and she thought it was lost. Then she opened the sack and poured out all the contents. Among them was her long-lost silver pin wallet, as well as a few ball-shaped things, Ling'er guessed that these were smoke bombs, and thought, "These are not mine!" She picked up another small cloth bag, opened it and looked, she was stunned!
"What's going on?" Ling'er took the Ling Xiao Gold Token and a few things into her arms, and couldn't wait to find Dongfang Hong to ask her about saving herself.