Chapter 2: Midnight Fright

It was still dark, and a carriage was walking on the street. The four corners of the carriage were all hung with horn lanterns. The red tassels were hanging down. Under the tassels were golden bells. The clanking sounds were made as the carriage moved. The master status is extraordinary. Everywhere was dark, except for the lanterns on both sides of the carriage illuminating a square foot. The coachman drove methodically, and the echo of horseshoes was particularly empty in this quiet time.
The carriage turned into a long street. Suddenly, the horse made a long hiss in fright, and the coachman quickly tightened the reins.
The carriage stopped suddenly, and Xie Liancheng, who leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes and opened his eyes suddenly. Huai'an, a Tsing Yi attendant next to him, quickly pointed his head out: "What's going on outside?"
The coachman jumped out of the carriage to check, and after a while, he ran over with a face of shock: "Young Master...outside... there is a female corpse outside!"
Huai'an was taken aback, and quickly picked up the curtain and rolled out of the carriage, followed the trembling fingertips of the coachman, and saw a woman in ragged clothes lying alone on the snow. Huai'an followed Xie Liancheng to the north and south, but he was more courageous, and rushed closer, but was stunned by the young woman's tragic situation.
This... Does this ghost look like a person? !
"Huai'an, is this woman a concubine who ran out? Why are you here at this hour, do you want to ask around?" the driver asked tentatively.
Huai'an flushed with anger by the coachman's words, and instantly exploded his hair: "You are stupid, this thing is strange at first glance. There are big houses in the neighborhood. How can the serious concubine Ji die on the street?"
"What the happened?"
The two of them were talking here, and a voice suddenly came from behind, and heard it in the dark night, the voice was slowly, clear and steady.
As soon as the coachman heard that he received an amnesty, he said quickly: "Young man, come and see! This woman is not sure if she is dead!"
Xie Liancheng stepped over, Huai'an glanced at the buckwheat he was hanging down on the ground, showing a hesitant look. Xie Liancheng glanced at him and said, "It's okay." He walked straight to the woman.
Huai'an patted his head, hurried back to the carriage, took a photo of the lantern, and Xie Liancheng frowned when he saw the man thoroughly.
The woman's whole body was scarred from head to toe, motionless as if she had already become a sculpture. Xie Liancheng approached and looked at the man condescendingly. He could hear the faint breathing in the silence, and the edge of her clothes was still falling down. Tickled with blood stains, the white soil was bloodstained.
Climbing out of the cemetery desperately all the way, Jiang Xiaolou almost exhausted all his energy. Seeing that he was really going to be buried by Bai Xue, he suddenly heard a rustle of footsteps reaching her ears. Because the surrounding environment was so quiet, that the sound of the person's footsteps was so prominent, he walked step by step, but it was so slight that it hit her heart like a drum.
somebody is coming! Her heart began to beat violently in an instant, so involuntarily.
Reluctantly opened her eyes, first saw a pair of immaculate shoes, then she slowly raised her eyes.
The young man stood outside Zhang Xu. It was an extremely handsome man with a large black cloak and a circle of white fox fur on his neckline. He had jet-black hair and a green jade crown on his head. His forehead, bushy eyebrows, long eyes, a high nose, and a beautiful curve on his chin, only his lips pale and pale.
Against the backdrop of the candlelight, his white face, as lustrous as mutton jade, showed faint light and shadow.
"Help me...I...help..." Jiang Xiaolou desperately tried to crawl towards him, but her body seemed to be frozen and unable to move.
This voice is weak and powerless, but it penetrates people's hearts like an awl. It is the request of thousands of tragic encounters and the despair of being abandoned in the snow in the dark night. It is also the powerless resistance of the delicate woman being oppressed by fate. The voice is clear. The wind blows away, but Xie Liancheng can hear depression and grief in her voice.
She didn't want to die, even though she was covered in blood and couldn't even see her personal appearance, she still didn't want to die. The shock at that moment made Xie Liancheng's expression momentarily stagnant.
Although Huai'an was surprised that the female corpse was still angry, she frowned, "Master, let's leave this person alone, now there are any good women who appear on the street at this hour. Why don't we just take care of these nostalgia, let's go!" "He glanced anxiously at the heavy snow that started to fall again from the sky, very worried.
The coachman looked at Huai'an and murmured: "That can't be saved!"
Huai'an rounded his eyes fiercely, and yelled: "What do you know! Didn't you see the scars on this woman? Maybe it was waiting for an unclean place..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Xie Liancheng speak, "Huai'an."
Huai'an was shocked: "Young Master."
"Send her to the nearest pharmacy." Xie Liancheng no longer looked at the woman, and was only in a carriage.
Huai'an was very dissatisfied with the young master's nosy, but he did not dare to say anything. He couldn't understand the young master's temper, and he would never change his mind as long as he made up his mind.
Looking down at the woman, Huai'an curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "What a fate!" After speaking, he greeted the coachman and carried the young woman into the carriage together. Suddenly, a smell of rust rushed to his face along the night breeze, Huaian almost vomited, but didn't dare to alarm the owner in the carriage, and helped her to lean against the coachman outside the carriage.
The carriage bumped all the way to the Huichuntang, the most famous medical center on this street.
Huichuntang was knocked open by an ingot of silver in the middle of the night. When the doctor saw Jiang Xiaolou's gray face without a trace of blood, he was immediately shocked: "This... isn't this dead?"
"You're still angry! Just prescribing a prescription, can you survive to see her own life!" Huai'an Urn said with utter anger, and helped Jiang Xiaolou on the bed.
Seeing this horrible corpse-like patient, the doctor swallowed dryly in his throat, paused, and looked at Jiang Xiaolou's scary white face with some helplessness, thinking about the consultation fee, and finally made up his mind. He wiped the sweat off his head like that, and ordered the medicine boy to get the medicine box.
He himself looked at Jiang Xiaolou, who was covered with injuries, and had to choose for a long time. Finally he chose a place and took a pair of scissors to cut a piece of blood.
Huai'an was originally reluctant to save people, but seeing the wound with a long mouth on the exposed skin, his scalp numb. This kind of virtue has to persist in surviving, this woman is really shocking.
After the initial hesitation, the doctor has returned to normal. He skillfully dipped in water to dissolve the blood coat that had been stuck on, and then took the medicine towel and gently pressed it up little by little to remove the black blood clots on the flesh. Up.
The clothes and flesh were glued together, and even though the doctor was experienced, it was not an ordinary pain. Jiang Xiaolou clenched his fists and gritted his teeth without saying a word.
Huai'an's eyes widened, and only felt that the people who attacked this woman were quite vicious, almost all of them went to death. The scene was and terrifying, he couldn't help but quickly took another pill and stuffed the medicine with the child: "This is the medicine given by my son... I'll come and see again in a few days... Let's go!" Without waiting for anyone to speak, he squeezed out the half-opened door like an escape.
The doctor looked back, sighed, and was about to lower his head to apply the medicine, but suddenly ran into Jiang Xiaolou's eyes.
Except for her face, this woman has no good place on her whole body. Originally, even her face was hidden by the messy long hair and she couldn't see her appearance. With this movement, she was surprised that she had a pair of amazing eyes. Those eyes are really full of autumn water, it seems that they will be full when they shake.
As soon as the doctor saw her eyes, the soul was hooked, and he wished he would jump in like dust and sand, drown in the soft waves, it was a pleasure! Because of such outstanding eyes, what other books describe the beauty of beauty such as peach blossoms, black buns, dark clouds, pretty faces, spring, etc., it is not very important...
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