Wen Xuan slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the sickbed in the school's medical room, the light outside the door shining through the window, and it was raining outside the window. Wen Xuan blinked to get used to the light from the window, moved slightly, only to feel a sharp pain all over his body, and blurted out an "ah". At this time, I realized that my whole body was covered with bandages.

An old man next to him was adjusting his medication, and when he heard Wen Xuan's voice, he came over, and it turned out to be the long-bearded old man who saw Wen Xuan's arm injury last time. The old man put down his thick glasses in his sockets and said, "You are awake, you know? You have been in a coma for three days. I almost thought you wouldn't wake up. ”

Wen Xuan looked at the old man in surprise, "I've been in a coma for three days?"

Seeing the old man, he nodded, patted Wen Xuan's arm lightly and said, "Don't move yet, I'll go and inform your teacher that you have woken up, they have been dying in the past three days." With that, he walked out of the infirmary.

Wen Xuan lay on the couch and looked at the ceiling. Thinking back to what happened three days ago, I had too many questions in my mind to know, and I thought to myself, "What happened after I fainted, was the masked man caught? Who is he? The master in the cave is okay, how is the school? And Ling'er, Ling'er should be fine, is she awake? I hid her in the grass and ran to the crowd to be found by the masked man, who should not know where Ling'er is. Thinking of this, Wen Xuan's heart relaxed slightly. But in my mind, there was a picture of Yang Na entrusting herself to death and hoping that she would take good care of Ling'er. There was another discomfort in his heart, Wen Xuan thought to himself, "Ling'er's family was tragically wiped out overnight, she must be very sad and sad at the moment." Thinking of this, Wen Xuan gritted his teeth and secretly swore that he would kill the masked man.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and listening to the frequency of footsteps, it was obvious that there were more than two people. Li Jialong pushed open the door and rushed in, followed by Wang Zhifang and several medical personnel.

Li Jialong rushed to Wen Xuan's side, and said with tears in his eyes: "Great, Wen Xuan, you finally woke up! ”

Wen Xuan looked at Li Jialong, who was usually serious and impersonal, and was so concerned about his injury, Wen Xuan's heart was moved. said: "Teacher Li, I have nothing to do. Where's Ling'er?"

Li Jialong's heart was shocked when he heard Wen Xuan ask about Dan Ling'er, and then two lines of tears flowed down, and he couldn't cry. Wen Xuan had never seen Teacher Li so sad. My heart tightened, and an ominous premonition arose. Then he asked loudly: "Where is Ling'er, how is Ling'er!" Wang Zhiwen on the side saw that Li Jialong couldn't answer, so he said to Wenxuan: " Everyone in the Spirit Clan's Mansion, except for Mrs. Yang Na's body was found to be turned into a ball of dead ashes during the investigation, the rest of the people's bodies were found, but Dan Ling'er's body was not found, the Jinyi Department searched for 3 days in the city and did not find Dan Ling'er's body, only in the bushes in an alley, found Dan Ling'er's jade flute, it is speculated that Dan Ling'er was also unfortunately killed, and the Jinyi Department announced today that all the staff of the Spirit Clan Mansion were destroyed..."

Wen Xuan listened to Wang Zhifang's words, couldn't believe his ears, and roared: "Impossible! Impossible! Teacher, Dan Ling'er fainted when she saw her parents die tragically, and I escaped from the house with Dan Ling'er in my arms! Hide Ling'er in the bushes in an alley in the East District! Then I went out and led away the masked man! Ling'er must still be there, you go and look for it!" Wen Xuan said that he left tears in his eyes, and his voice became more and more heartbreaking.

Wang Zhifang looked at the heartbroken Wen Xuan, and then looked at Li Jialong, who was hugging his head and crying, and he felt very uncomfortable. His voice was slightly choked and said, "It's a pity that the place where Dan Ling'er's flute was found is the area you said." They investigated in the Jinyi Department for three days, and three days have passed, if Dan Ling'er is really as you said, she saw her parents die tragically and fainted and was not injured, she should have woken up long after these three days, so why didn't she show up for a long time?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Wen Xuan roared angrily at Wang Zhifang! Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, and he roared: "It must be that the people from the Jinyi Department didn't look for it seriously at all, and Ling'er is still lying there! That group of damn Jinyi Department! So many people died in the entire Spirit Clan's Mansion, and no one from the Jinyi Department came to support me until I fainted! That group of people was a bunch of rice buckets! I want to find it myself!" After saying that, Wen Xuan put his hands on the bed with both hands, and lay on the bed, trying to get up. I felt a sharp pain all over my body and screamed out!

Wang Zhifang shouted: "Wen Xuan, calm down! Your injuries are not healed, don't move." ”

Wen Xuan cried and scolded: "What do you know! I watched the family members of the Spirit Clan Mansion die tragically one by one on the Spirit Clan's Mansion, and their hearts, lungs, and intestines were all taken out! I saw Ling'er's father, who was beaten beyond recognition by the masked man, and it was miserable. Watching Ling'er's mother die of exhaustion in front of me in order to protect us..... When she was dying, she entrusted me to take good care of Ling'er. And now you tell me that Ling'er is gone!She's dead!Woo~How can you understand the feeling in my heart~!"

Li Jialong, who was on the side, looked at Wen Xuan in pain, and said to Wen Xuan, "Wen Xuan, I'll carry you!" As he spoke, he got up and put Wen Xuan on his back.

Wang Zhifang and everyone were shocked, and Wang Zhifang shouted: "Jialong, aren't you nonsense? His injuries have not healed yet!"

Li Jialong scolded loudly: "I don't believe in the rice buckets in the brocade department! You forgot! When we arrived, there was no one to help!"

Wang Zhifang looked at Li Jialong, who was about to lose his mind, and shouted: "Jialong's words Wen Xuan said that he is only a child, what kind of system do you say this? In this house, there is no problem, this school is all your own people! If you go out and say it, in case the villain hears it, he will go to the house and put a big hat on your head, saying that you have the intention of rebellion and incitement, and then the problem will be big!"

Li Jialong listened to Wang Zhifang's words, calmed down, calmed down, and said, "I just want to find my student now." After speaking, he walked out of the medical room with Wen Xuan on his back.

Three days after the tragedy of the destruction of the Spirit Clan's Mansion, God seemed to be crying for this tragedy, and it rained heavily for three days. The poorly drained area of Ming Ying City has been filled with stagnant water. Many shopkeepers and juniors in the store are using pots and pans to splash out the stagnant water in the store.

Li Jialong walked on the street with Wenxuan on his back, and Wang Zhifang set up an umbrella for the two of them on the side, but he was drenched all over.

Li Jialong looked at Wang Zhiwen, quite moved, and said, "Didn't you not come? Why did you follow again?"

Wang Zhiwen shook his head helplessly, sneered, and replied, "Hey, I can't resist your stubborn donkey." I saw this kid on your back, and he was so badly injured, so he followed!"

Wen Xuan leaned on Li Jialong's back, looked at the wet Wang Zhifang and thought to himself, although this Teacher Wang is usually nervous, he is really good. I was really too impulsive just now, so I said to Wang Zhifang: "Teacher Wang, I'm sorry just now. I'm so uncool!"

Wang Zhifang said with a smile: "It's okay Wenxuan, boy, it's a waste not to get angry when you encounter these things." ”

At this time, several people noticed the banners posted on the upper floor of the house, large and small, divided into two sections. It reads, "Wu Xian, the minister of the General Mansion, Dan Jin, died in the Xuanming Palace yesterday Dan Jin has a valuable character, deep bowing, and high hard work." He was crowned as the king of Xiping and built a temple. ”

The following wrote: Emperor Shu regarded the tragedy of the Ling Clan Mansion as a national hatred, and ordered General Yan Shirong to be the governor of this case, and the people of Shu Xian were responsible for avenging this blood and sea of blood for the Ling compatriots.

Wen Xuan looked at the content on the banner and said, "Dan Jin is Ling'er's grandfather. ”

Wang Zhifang shook his head and said: "It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight! An old man in his nineties heard that his house was destroyed, how could he stand this?