Chapter 42: Grip marks
With Zhou Ang's current cultivation, other abilities may still be limited, but in terms of the sharpness of intuition alone, it is far beyond the reach of ordinary people-after all, he is already an immortal cultivator who has "opened his mind".
The courtyard of Mr. Chen Jing's house is not big, a small and compact courtyard, five main houses, and a few rooms in the east and west, but after all, it is still an ordinary house, but the building materials have changed from soil and thatch to bricks, tiles, wood and stone.
There is a bush of dark bamboo in the courtyard, there is a tall loquat tree in the courtyard, and a lot of flowers and plants are planted under the porch, and it looks like the master's family often prunes and finishes, and the eye is extremely exquisite.
The first impression of the whole courtyard is that it is elegant and quiet.
Of course, this also reflects the temperament and cultural accomplishment of the owner of the family, which are all good.
However, Zhou Ang stepped forward, but for a moment he felt that he was in awe.
This kind of "awe-inspiring", and even to some extent has surpassed the level of "intuition", which made Zhou Ang feel that something was wrong for a moment - looking up, the sun was just right.
While walking towards the courtyard, Zhou Ang quietly entered a state of visualization.
There doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.
The slightest aura swims freely, the sun is pouring into the sky, and the vegetation is lush.
There was no one else in the courtyard, and following the guidance of the old servant, Zhou Ang stepped into the room, and soon saw Mr. Chen Jing lying on the couch - the moment he saw him clearly, Zhou Ang couldn't help but be surprised again.
His complexion did not have the debilitating and infirm appearance that is common in illness.
It's just that his face is a little pale, and his expression is a little depressed and anxious.
And what you see in the state of visualization is no more rewarding than simply observing with the naked eye.
"The virtuous nephew is here, don't be polite, sit down!"
The moment he saw Zhou Ang, Chen Jing on the couch immediately beckoned and motioned for Zhou Ang to come and sit.
But Zhou Ang still gave a deep salute and said, "I've seen Shibo!"
He handed over the things he had brought to the old servant who had always followed him, and then walked over with a smile. At this time, Chen Jing had already casually ordered: "Go and pour a cup of tea for my nephew Zhou Xian!"
Zhou Ang seemed to inadvertently turn sideways slightly, and when he saw that the old servant hesitated for a moment, he answered "yes", and then turned around and went out with his things.
At this moment, Chen Jing beckoned again, and his eyes seemed to indicate something.
"Virtuous nephew, come, come and sit!"
Zhou Ang walked over and sat down on the stool next to the couch, and then his nose suddenly caught a trace of extremely faint bloody breath - at this moment, he had just sat down, Chen Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Zhou Ang was taken aback, and when he looked up, he saw that Chen Jing's face was painful, and his eyes were full of color.
"Shibo, you ......"
"Oh, I'm fine, it's just a little illness, I didn't expect my nephew to know about it and come to see me!"
He was gossiping lightly, but his hand grabbed Zhou Ang's wrist desperately, making him feel painful.
Zhou Ang was stunned for a moment, and then soon said in a natural voice: "I went to the Chen Mansion today to deliver the copied scriptures, and I heard that Shibo's body was a little unhappy, so I thought about coming over to visit." ”
"Oh, that's it, haha, it's coming, it's coming, but you don't have to stay long, just sit down for a while. I'm fine, I'll be fine in two days. ”
As he spoke, his eyes were full of color.
Zhou Ang looked down at his hand that was clutching his wrist so tightly that some of the muscles were bruised, and he was about to say something more, but saw that his hand suddenly retracted again.
At about the same time, footsteps sounded at the door, and the old servant came in with a tea tray and said, "Guests, please use tea!"
Zhou Ang took it with his left hand with a smile, but he just put it on the small table next to the couch, and nodded with a smile, "Thank you!" At the same time, his right hand inadvertently shrank into his sleeve, which could cover a few clear grip marks on his wrist.
Immediately, he looked at Chen Jing and said with a smile: "I haven't walked for many years, it's really rude." By the way, I don't know if the brother in the Shibo family is at home? He should be about the same age as me?"
Chen Jing smiled and was about to speak, when suddenly, the old servant standing on the side with the tea tray coughed.
Zhou Ang frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Chen Jing was interrupted, but his expression was quite calm, and he smiled again, and said: "He's gone out to buy something, right? I think he should come back in a short time! When I get better, I will invite you to come again, but I can introduce you to each other, and the two of us will move around more in the future." ”
Zhou Ang smiled and nodded when he heard this, "That's exactly what it means!"
chatting with each other for a few more words, Zhou Ang always looked at Chen Jing calmly, but in his mind, various thoughts had already turned.
Obviously, something happened to the Chen family.
And even if he is not brainwashed by the detective dramas and detective novels he has seen in his previous life, Zhou Ang can make the most direct judgment on this with just his normal intuition and wisdom.
His own Chen Jing Shibo is hinting that he will go to ask for help quickly, and if he asks for help, there are nothing more than two, one is the Chen family he serves, which is a big family with strength and energy, and second, he reports directly to the official.
In addition, he repeatedly hinted to himself, hurry up, don't stay here, out of this door, just be responsible for passing the news out for him, don't come back!
In addition, what makes Zhou Ang faintly conjecture is: his son should be very dangerous now!
And the source of all this currently points to this old servant of the roe head rat in his house!
At this moment, he was standing not far behind him, watching the conversation.
But judging by common sense, if it is an ordinary danger, with the presence of a young and strong foreign aid like himself, Mr. Chen Jing should directly fight - just an old servant, no matter how powerful he is, shouting for help from the neighbors can always be done. There is no need to be like now, he doesn't even dare to say what happened, he can only use hints to remind himself again and again to help him.
In other words, either the other party has a handle in his hand that makes him extremely jealous, or the strength of this old servant is far from imaginable, making him think that even if Zhou Ang is a helper, the two have no room for confrontation at all, and there is not even the possibility of transmitting the cry for help - and the greater possibility is that the above two speculations are currently there.
Combined with the feeling that something was wrong when he first entered the yard, and then thought that Chen Jing's son did not serve the sick at the bedside, but ran out to do this kind of work, while the old servant who was supposed to go out to buy stayed at home to monitor ......
Zhou Ang had a faint understanding in his heart.
So...... What to do?
It only takes a little thought about it to make people intuitively sniff out great danger.
But this is not someone else's business, the person in the predicament is Chen Jing.
In the ten days since crossing into this world, Zhou Ang's travel is very narrow.
Of course, even the original Zhou Ang was not a well-traveled person, but after all, he still left behind some classmates, teachers and students and other friendships, which Zhou Ang could slowly pick up in the future.
But Mr. Chen Jing is an exception.
The first time they met, he unreservedly showed his intimacy.
At the beginning, the voice of "I want to call Shibo" left a deep impression on Zhou Ang - this fully shows that he should have had a considerable relationship with his father Zhou Ding back then, and he must have celebrated Nian Geng.
This is quite an intimate friendship in this era.
It can be called "two world friends".
And in Zhou Ang's original plan, he had to wait until the matter of copying the scriptures was over, and he had the intention of coming over to visit and renew the relationship.
So if you don't know about his affairs, now that you already know it, you must help if you can help.
What's more, there is a high risk of human lives here.
Zhou Ang was sure that he smelled blood next to the couch.
In this case, even strangers who don't know each other at all should be able to help!
It's just, how can I help?
............
The two were talking, and suddenly, Chen Jing seized the opportunity to glance quickly in the direction of the old servant, then turned his head, handed Zhou Ang another look, and said with a smile: "Okay, you have also been sick, at my age, my body is not as good as before, and it is normal to have occasional minor illnesses." Virtuous nephews don't have to worry about it!"
After a pause, he smiled again: "Tell me that you don't have to come to visit any more in the future, and I should be fine in two days!
It's another reminder that I'm leaving!
Zhou Ang thought about it, nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his right hand on the side of the couch, shook it slightly, then let go, and said with a smile: "That is the case, Shibo can rest assured that he is recuperating." The little nephew retired first!"
Chen Jing glanced down at Zhou Ang's hand, looked relieved, waved his hand, and smiled with relief, "Go, go, don't have to come again!"
Zhou Ang stood up and arched his hand, but before he could speak, he heard a sneer behind him.
"Pretend, Joe, Joe, Think I don't understand what you're saying?"