Chapter 705: Second brother, why don't you come and take me home?

"what did you say?!"
"Nan Jiaojiao, it's your little junior sister."
Poinsettia has a subtle look.
Their masters, 18 generations of single passers, arrived at the master's place, and unexpectedly accepted two apprentices, one of whom was still a Jiao Didi female apprentice!
The old guy must have looked at Nan Baoyi's beauty, and he didn't hold it for a while.
However, he doesn't recognize any junior sisters.
He is the only one who wants to do it.
But if he is not saved by death, Master knows that his body and deeds will probably be useless.
Under the willow tree, a young Taoist priest with a little cinnabar aspiration between his eyebrows, smiling and holding up his sleeves, his face is gentle and affectionate: "It is not impossible to ask the teacher to help you find the little lady of the South family. But you must agree to be a teacher. A condition."
"What conditions?"
"Can't marry her."
Willow leaves Xiaoxiao.
Xiao Yi stared at the poinsettia, a gloomy aura filled his body, the nine-foot-mo knife held in his hand, the blade deflected slightly, reflecting the sharp dark light towards the poinsettia.
Killing intent, Bi Xian.
Poinsettia fiddled with the leaves and glanced at him.
He joked: "Kill me, where do you go to find her? Do you expect your half-hanging cousin Shen Yichao to help you figure out where Miss Nan is? It's not because the teacher looks down on him, he can count it, only It's a pity that he is not good at interpreting the hexagram. When he interprets the hexagram, the day lily will be cold. Your little lady has been dead for a long time."
Xiao Yi was silent, with deep eyebrows, "I promise you."
And first promise, whether to marry or not, it is not the thief and Taoist priest who have the final say.
Poinsettia smiled openly.
Rescue must be saved anyway, but she still has to teach her something.
Who told her to share Master's love?
He set up a pergola and looked at the sun. He didn't rush and said, "I am against the fire. After sunset, my divination will be effective. Good apprentice, accompany you to play a few chess games as your teacher, how about?"
Xiao Yi looked at him.
He is well versed in the temper of a thief Taoist priest, the more others persecute him, the slower he becomes.
So he stood silently and dismounted, playing chess with the poinsettia.
Finally reached the sunset.
Poinsettia took out the hexagram plate and read a few unpredictable Taoist words.
He pinched his fingers and did another analysis that sounded very complicated, before pointing to the mine sternly: "Little lady of the Nan family, still inside."
He instructed Jinwuwei: "Open the mine gate and let the king go in."
Holding the wind lantern, Xiao Yi walked through the vein and walked straight to the tiankeng.
Tianshu worked carefully, and the only place that had not been thoroughly searched was the sinkhole.
He guessed that someone hid Nan Jiaojiao in a dense pile of corpses.
Sinkhole.
The surroundings are closed, and there are no fingers in the black.
When Xiao Yi was playing against Poinsettia, Nan Baoyi finally cried enough.
She wiped away the tears, not disgusted with the dirty and smelly, used the strength of feeding, dragged the heavy corpses to the bottom of the tiankeng, forming a trapezoidal pile of corpses leading to the top.
She stepped on the pile of corpses and climbed up with difficulty.
Finally reached the edge of the sinkhole, the girl tried to climb up.
It is a pity that the corpses piled underneath have long decayed.
The high pile of corpses shook so badly that before Nan Baoyi had time to climb up, the whole body collapsed with the pile of corpses and fell from the height.
Someone’s bones pierced her soft belly.
Tears gush out instantly, it hurts!
The pain was fine, she didn't drink water all day and night, and her throat was very thirsty.
But here is the depths of the mine. There is no rescue, no food and water, no sound, no light, she can only lie quietly in the corpse, waiting to die.
Despair came like a tide of darkness and gradually swallowed her.
The girl covered her bleeding belly.
Consciousness has begun to blur.
In my mind, a figure suddenly appeared.
That is the distant Jinguan City.
The kind-eyed grandmother always puts her arms around her in the summer evening, sits under the loquat tree and plays a fan, telling her weird stories.
Another little girl, like a dumpling, was lying on her grandmother's lap, holding a big drumstick, and blinking at her with dark round eyes. That was her little cousin.
The fuzzy-faced mother, the always insensitive father, the serious second uncle, the spoiling second aunt, and the brothers who love her like a treasure.
and also……
The girl was lying on the corpse, tears rolling down her eyes.
And that, the seemingly downright and indifferent boy.
That Shili Hongzhuang, graceful and graceful married her powerful minister.
"Second brother...
"Why don't you come and take me home..."
The girl murmured, her voice hoarse and wronged.
Consciousness gradually faded until he fell into deep sleep.
...
In the depths of the dark mine, Xiao Yi came with a lantern.
The lights dimly lit up this cruel tiankeng like purgatory.
As far as the eye can see, there are many bones.
The girl in the skirt, huddled alone deep in the bones.
Xiao Yi's heart suddenly picked up.
He swept down from a high altitude and landed on a pile of corpses.
"Nan Jiaojiao..."
He murmured.
The little girl was injured, a sharp bone pierced her lower abdomen, she was holding her wound tightly, but there was still viscous blood pouring out, spreading along the fingers, dyeing her shabby and dirty undergarment red. .
The skirt was damaged, the white and tender calves and feet were all exposed, and the blood was winding on the skin, forming a thick layer of blood scabs, which looked shocking.
"Nan Jiaojiao..."
Xiao Yi muttered, trying to reach out and pick up the little girl, fearing that she would hurt more.
Dan Feng's eyes were scarlet.
He barely suppressed the emotion of defeating the army, carefully picked up the little girl like a treasure, and rushed out of the mine.
He turned on his horse, tightly guarding Nan Baoyi with one hand, and holding the rein with the other, and said sharply, "Where is Jiang Suihan?!"
Shiku quickly handed over: "In Nanfu!"
Xiao Yi left the dust.
Poinsettia sat cross-legged on the back of the cow: "He promised not to marry her. Something happened, but he ran faster than anyone else..."
He watched Xiao Yi go away and suddenly laughed meaningfully.
Xiao Yi directly brought Nan Baoyi back to Nanfu.
In Songhe Courtyard, everyone was messed up into a pot of porridge. The people who had been visiting Nanguang's couch were scattered among the birds and beasts and squeezed into the bedroom to visit Nan Baoyi.
Even Nan Mu and Nan Chengli, who were doing business at the bank, hurried back.
Being watched by so many Nan family members, the Xiao family brother stood by and stared with red eyes. Jiang Suihan expressed a lot of pressure.
He sat on the embroidered mound, carefully looking at Nan Baoyi's injuries.
The wound is on the stomach.
He took the scissors and cut the skirt apart.
The blood hole is shocking.
The old lady only glanced at her, her face instantly pale, more heart-piercing than she was injured, tears of the old man, almost fainting again.
Jiang hurriedly helped her: "Mother-in-law..."
"Jiaojiao'er hurts so much..." The old lady burst into tears, "How much she hurts! She has never been injured since she was a child. When she was still in Jinguan City, her knee was broken and she would rather stay outside for a month. , Refused to let me know, because I was afraid that I would feel sad and sad. My Jiaojiaoer, how sensible she is... Why does she always get hurt?!"
After a word, the eyes of the women in the house were red.
"Jiaojiao!"
A crisp voice suddenly sounded.
Nan Baozhu pushed aside the crowd and hurried over.