Chapter 52:

Hanging up, Pippi decisively went to Xianting Street.
Walking in a hurry, running all the way, panting like a long-distance runner, as if there was a hand pushing behind him.
As she expected, Helan Jingting was not at home, with a brass lock in front of the door. She opened the door with the key and checked the furnishings in the home. A thin layer of gray fell on the table, and the fingerprint was clearly seen with a swipe of the finger. It can be seen that Helan Jingting has come back and lived there. Because he would turn off a red button at the door every time he left home. The button is very small, hidden in a hidden place, but it is the total power source of this house. The room is completely black after it is turned off, and even the timing indicator on the gas stove will not light up. Just because Helan often said that only 5% of the power of a mobile phone charger is used for charging, and the rest is wasted in standby mode. Similar to this, there are air conditioners, computers, microwave ovens, stereos, etc. To save electricity, this type of "standby" power consumption must be eliminated. If someone else comes in, they won't remember to turn off this humble master switch.
The quilt on the bed was a bit messy, showing signs of someone having slept. She saw a Jia Lin undershirt on the bedside table. Obviously Helan Jingting was treating here. She turned around and went to the study, and found that his computer was not on the desk. There are some remnants of letters on the table, checked one by one, most of which are archaeological magazines and briefings he ordered. There are also some official letters, credit card bills, etc., without suspicious personal letters. Pippi knew that Helan Jingting's communication with the outside world was mainly through computers. He had a thick address book on his desk, but the address book is gone.
She went to the kitchen. There are some fresh flowers on the lower level of the refrigerator, which have been completely discolored after being left for too long. The upper freezer is full of ice cubes and I don't know what it is for. It seems that he hasn't moved the refrigerator for a long time. There was a draught in the room at this moment. She looked up and found that the door leading to the garden was unlocked, with a small slit open.
She went straight to the garden.
Flowers bloom in full bloom in May. The peonies are in full bloom among the flowers, and there are no one to pick them.
She still remembered him eating daffodils gracefully with a knife and fork in his hand. I still remember that I thought he was funny and funny.
Nowadays, the flowers are still there, and the flower planters do not know where they are.
If Helan Jingting had a shortcoming, she would not forgive herself.
The pine forest in the distance heard the sound of wind, and the sky changed with flowing clouds. In the independent flower room, she burst into tears and heartbroken.
Helan Jingting, where are you?
At the back of the garden, there was a path straight up the back hill, and she went to the top of the hill.
She found the well and found that the manhole cover was closed and closed tightly. A small nursery was opened next to the well fence. She remembered that when Helan was parting in Xi'an, he said that he would visit his nursery when he had time. The scenery was beautiful in spring. She had only been here once, and there were only a few rows of green leaves that had just sprouted in the dark soil, and no flowers could be seen. She was anxious to review the exam, but she didn't mind it.
Now the flowers are in full bloom, purple tulips, clustered together in a "heart" shape.
She never told him that her favorite among all the flowers is tulips. Purple tulips represent eternal love. The blooming buds shook in the wind, as if countless fingers were touching her heartstrings. She stood up and looked at the mountains again. The noon sun sprinkled a golden glow on the mountains. She felt dazzling. Turning her back, she saw six yellow lacquer characters on the roof of Helan:
"Guan Pippi, I love you."
She lost her soul, as if struck by lightning.
On a lonely moonlit night, he was climbing on the roof, brushing her name stroke by stroke.
It turned out that he had already prepared for this moment.
Good flowers, good times, good times, but she was carelessly let down.
She burst into tears and wept bitterly.
The sun moved from noon to dusk.
When it was dusk, Pippi finally stood up, wiped sweat and tears, and left here.
She went to the drugstore to buy realgar, went to the dog meat shop to ask for dog blood, and put two things in her bag. Then she went to the flower and bird market.
When she found the largest bird shop, she asked at the beginning: "Do you have magpies for sale here?"
The boss is a middle-aged man with a numb face, but his voice is as thick as he has practiced bel canto: "Yes. Fourteen yuan apiece. Isn't there something bad in the family? The magpies are not easy to raise, this bird is alive. He refuses to stay in the cage honestly. The food is big. The cage is always dirty. Would you consider buying a parrot?"
"It's going to be a magpie."
The man gave her a bird: "The cage counts you eight yuan, you can give twenty-two yuan."
The bird was really lively, and in her hand it yelled "Qua—Chirp! Ga—Chirp! Ga—".
Pippi thought for a while and returned the bird cage to him: "Do you have any dead magpies? I don't want to live."
"Dead?" He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The price is the same for the dead and the living."
Pippi nodded.
The man took the magpie out of the cage, twisted its neck, stuffed it into a plastic bag and handed it to her: "It's just dead."
The bird didn't die immediately, struggling in the plastic bag, its tiny body trembling constantly. Pippi looked at him angrily: "You--how can you torture--"
"Fourteen yuan." He interrupted her impatiently. "It seems you don't need a cage."
Helan once told her that all fox spirits are afraid of three things: realgar, dog blood, and dead magpies. She collected these three items one by one and put them in her bag. Then she drove to the cousin's house.
Pippi's third-uncle Guan Jianjun is a self-employed self-employed who started in the clothing business. He is also the richest of Pippi's relatives. He opened a pet shop where Pippi had worked. Sanshu's son Guan Xiaohua graduated from South China Agricultural University majoring in animal husbandry and veterinary medicine. As soon as I graduated from university, I opened a veterinary shop, next to my pet shop, and business was booming. But Pippi's father had asked the third uncle to borrow money because of being laid off. The third uncle was willing, but the third aunt didn't agree to it. She probably felt that the mouth could not be opened, and it would be endless after opening. There was an unhappiness between the brothers, and the two families have not talked much since then. But Pippi and Xiaohua are about the same age, only one year old, and they are still very close.
Xiao Hua was very generous. As soon as Pippi spoke, he lent her his favorite bloodhound "Dragon" without saying a word.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the leather belt and the big dragon were rented back to Xianting Street.
If you want to track Helan Jingting, you can only start from No. 56 Xianting Street. She took the bead from her ear and put it in front of Dalong's nose to let it sniff. Dalong slammed his long ears and opened his claws and slammed the door.
Pippi frowned and thought: She had been here in the afternoon, and she was sure that no one was home. Could it be that Helan suddenly came back at this time?
But the brass lock in front of the door was closed when she left, and there is no sign of being opened.
She took out the key to open the door and turned on the light in the room. Take the big dragon into the yard. Dalong was very quiet along the way, but firmly led her to the direction of the bedroom. When it was approaching the bedroom, it suddenly folded and turned to the basement.
Pippi's heart twitched.
She suddenly remembered that after the mulberry forest meeting, Helan Jingting took her back from Qianmei Hospital and entered a secret room leading to the bottom of the well through a door in the basement. She still remembered that the road was very tortuous, passing a few passages, a few small doors, and there was no light in the secret room.
The door to the basement is locked. The door was originally hidden, hidden behind a bookshelf. Such old-fashioned courtyard houses usually don't have a basement. If Pippi hadn't walked through it once, he wouldn't know where to start. She took the dragon to the garden and locked it up. Take out a flashlight from the bag and return to the basement alone.
The door is iron sheet and very strong. Pippi fumbled around, but didn't touch the lock or any mechanism. She touched it carefully again and found a chess piece-sized groove in a secret place in her right hand. With a flash of light, there is a row of Braille in the groove. There are ten groups, arranged in a circle.
She knew that it was the code.
After taking the exam, Pippi taught himself a little braille. One is curiosity, and the other is to better enter Helan's world. She is still in the elementary stage, but the braille numbers, from one to ten, she is all-around memorizing.
After a simple conversion, she pressed the password on the Helan Jingting bank card.
The door snapped open when the machine spring clicked. A faint, cold wind blew on. Facing her was a long and dark corridor.
It's not that I've been here before, every time Helan held her. Now that the feet touched the ground, there was a gloomy moisture. She was terrified, and she shuddered violently, and her teeth rattled.
Taking off the backpack, she picked up the flashlight and plucked up the courage to walk forward. The corridor is deep, but there is no fork in the road, and the air is humid and stuffy. She didn't remember the situation the last time she came in. Maybe she had been enveloped by the quiet and fragrant smell of Helan, and she was ignorant of the air at the bottom of the well. She bit her head and walked forward, constantly climbing the steps, as if walking up a mountain. After passing through a few small red lacquered doors, I finally saw the last door leading to the secret room.
The door is open.
At the same time, a slight breath came. Her heart warmed suddenly and she was about to push the door open when someone inside suddenly said:
"Turn off the flashlight, Pippi."
The voice was so familiar, tears filled her eyes instantly. She hurriedly turned off the flashlight and yelled softly, "Helan."
The bottom of the well was pitch black, and there was nothing to see. There was a strong blood. She stretched out her hand in the dark and touched the place on the recliner. He Lan Jingting held that hand immediately: "Pippi, you have to leave here immediately."
"No!" She shook her head resolutely, "I will not leave you!"
His voice is weak, his hands are weak, and his body has been lying in place, motionless.
"Are you hurt?" she said eagerly.
The bottom of the well was originally small, so I was forced to sit on a recliner after taking a step forward. She touched his arm first, and the arm was wounded with gauze wrapped around it. He is also wrapped in gauze, and on his legs.
She desperately turned on the torch and adjusted the light to the darkest level.
"Turn off the flashlight." He whispered, almost begging.
He didn't want her to see himself. Maybe he can no longer maintain his human form, maybe he is half man and half beast.
"Helan, I am not afraid of your transformation. I am your wife for whatever you become." Her voice was very low, but stubborn, "Let me see your injury and let me help you."
He has used up all the gauze on his hand, and some wounds are still not covered. It was a bite from a beast, with one place on the arm, waist, and thigh. The skin and flesh were torn, and bloody, blood constantly oozing out of the wrapped area.
There were no wounds on his face, it was very painful, he kept clenching his teeth, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.
At this juncture, she has completely calmed down. After thinking for a moment, he quickly took off one of his cotton underwear, tore into strips of cloth, and wrapped the wound on his leg: "I have to send you to the hospital. You have lost too much blood and the wound is very inflamed."
She touched his forehead, it was hot, even his breathing was hot.
"Sent to the hospital?" He snorted in the dark. "As long as I have a blood test and a heartbeat, they will know that I am not a human being. I never go to the hospital unless it is my own hospital."
"Then I will take you to Qianmei Hospital."
"I don't want to involve too many people. Kannaga has already died. You don't want Xiuyan to die too."
"Then what to do? You can't just lie down and wait for death!" She became anxious, her voice rising octave unknowingly.
"I just..." He bit, endured a flash of pain, "It takes a while to heal, that's all."
"Can you just lie down like this?"
"It works. I need moonlight."
"Are you hungry?" she said, "I'll go to the garden to pick you some flowers."
He did not answer.
"Helan? Helan?" She pushed him a bit and found him unconscious.
In the darkness, she heard the sound of dripping water. Take out a flashlight and take a photo, a spot of blood. His blood seeped from the canvas chair, and the wound he had just covered was already red. She was so anxious that she thought he had a bigger wound on his back. He pushed his body hard and let him turn sideways.
Although his back was soaked with blood, it was not hurt. The biggest wound is on the waist. The bandage has been soaked with blood, but blood is still leaking out.
She bowed her head in thought, and reached out a hand to hold her. He woke up and said, "Don't worry..."
"Who hurt you? Was it Zhao Song?" she asked.
Without answering, she pushed him and he passed out again.
She went to the garden, picked a bunch of peonies, mixed water and honey in the kitchen, and beat them to pulp. A large bag of ice cubes was filled in a sealed plastic bag and returned to the well.
Put ice cubes on his belly, hoping to stop the bleeding. The flower juice couldn't be fed in. He was not only in a coma but also in pain, and his teeth were clenched.
Pippi felt that at this time, he had to eat something anyway.
In desperation, she ran out again and called the cousin who was a veterinarian in the garden.
"Xiaohua!"
"Hey, Pippi."
"Something happened to a friend of mine. He was bitten by a...dog and shed a lot of blood. Will you come and help me and show him the injury? His blood can't stop."
The people over there were confused and persuaded her, "Pippi, are you silly? I'm a veterinarian! I'll treat a dog. If a dog is injured, I will take it to the hospital. Especially for such a serious injury. Don't be a mad dog. If you bite, get a rabies vaccine."
"His situation is very special, please come over! Bring enough medicine. Please! He lives in Lushui Villa, 56 Xianting Street, west of the city." Fearing he would ask more, Pippi simply hung up the phone. .
Based on her friendship with Xiaohua, this time, he will definitely come.
Sure enough, within half an hour, she waited for Guan Xiaohua at the door. He drove a dilapidated second-hand Jeep, stopped the car, and pulled out a heavy medicine box from it.
"your friend--"
"It's not convenient for him to go to the hospital," Pippi said vaguely. "He is... well... from the underworld."
Guan Xiaohua was stunned and took a look at her: "The underworld? How can you get mixed up with the underworld people? You know that you can't socialize with this kind of people? You can't get rid of it if you get caught."
"A friend, I owe him a great favor. Now is the time to repay him." Pippi kept him chattering and dragged him into the living room. "Wait here, I will help him out."
Pippi thought, Helan Jingting's invisibility cannot be easily exposed. At the moment, he can only wake him up, and then help him out to Xiaohua for inspection.
Unexpectedly, when he returned to the well, Helan Jingting was already awake, lying there and asked: "Someone has come in?"
"Yes. My cousin."
"Your cousin?"
"He is—listen, Helan—I know you want to oppose it. But it's just a matter of rights. My cousin is a very experienced veterinarian. He graduated from a prestigious university and he—"
"Send him back!" He interrupted her violently, "I don't want to see the veterinarian. I don't see any doctors or veterinarians!"
Pippi became bored and continued to persuade: "He can see your injury. If it is not serious, he can help you treat the wound. He can stop the bleeding and stitch for you. Helan, you have no choice at this time, you must Let him help you."
"Let him go back."
"Do not!"
"Let him go back, or you will go back with him and never come here again."
"You will die if you bleed like this." She lowered her voice as much as possible. "Let go of your dignity and let him see your injuries. I promise he won't know who you are! Can I beg you?"
He didn't know where he was, and suddenly he grabbed her, pulled her to his face, and said word by word: "There is a difference between a ladyboy. I won't let anyone I don't trust touch me at this time. Pippi, if you insist on sending him over, of course I will eat him with your noodles."
Pippi stared and gasped desperately in the darkness. The threat of the priest took effect.
Going back to the living room, Pippi shrugged to Xiaohua who was waiting there: "Brother Xiaohua, you are right. You can't mix with people from the underworld. Look, he won't see you. You. Go back and leave the medicine box here."
She asked him about the common sense of first aid: how to disinfect the wound, how to stitch the wound, how to bandage, how to apply medicine, and how to clean the wound. I couldn't find the notebook, so I recorded all his words with a tape recorder.
When he returned to the bottom of the well, Helan Jingting fell asleep again. Pippi gave him a shot of penicillin. Untie the gauze on the wound and start to clean the wound with saline. She applied shy alcohol and anti-inflammatory ointment to small wounds and wrapped them with a bandage. There are only two big wounds, one on the waist and one on the leg, both of which are torn to a large extent and need to be sutured immediately.
She took a deep breath, put on sterile gloves, and looked at the black wound, feeling uneasy and afraid to do it for a long time.
"Pippi." He called out suddenly. She was so frightened that she almost dropped the needle on the ground.
"Does it hurt?" she asked gently, "I'm cleaning your wound. Come on, take these pieces of oxytetracycline first."
He was still obedient, swallowed the pills obediently, and drank half a cup of flower juice with her hand.
"Is there a moon outside?" he asked.
"No. Tonight is cloudy." With the faint light of the torch, she began to fiddle with the needle and thread, daring to pierce the steel needle into the skin. His body twitched with pain, and Pippi hurriedly pressed the wound, dark red blood oozing from his fingers, sticky, giving out an indescribable smell.
Her heart thumped and thumped wildly, the choking smell was dizzying, and what suffocated her was the fear in her heart. She gritted her teeth and tried not to let her think.
The strange thing is that her hands are so calm, like a master swordsman before the duel.
For a while, Pippi almost admired the quality of his extraordinary performance.
"What are you doing?" He touched her hand in the air and touched her face.
She said softly: "Can't you see?"
"Only a little light can be seen." He coughed. "Can you take me back to the bedroom? It smells bad."
The blood is too heavy, he can't stand it himself.
"Do you really need moonlight?" she said, "Why don't I take you to the garden. But let me sew your wound first."
"Do you know?"
"Not so, but I have seen my cousin do it. I have beaten him. He used to stitch and shave the dog's hair." She touched his head, trying to relax her tone: "You don't need it anymore."
"You treat me... as a dog?" He laughed.
"Anyway, you are a canine, right?"
"Which part of my body looks like a canine?" he said weakly. "You go and clean up the bedroom for me. I can do the stitching myself."
Pippi was frightened, and he hesitated: "You... sew yourself? Damn, do you think you are Stallone?"
"I used to sew injuries by myself." He said, "It's just that I'm weak these days and I can't lift my fingers. When you come to see me, I will have strength when I am happy."
"Aren't you invisible?" she said.
His voice suddenly became frustrated: "Yes, I forgot about it."
"Then bite your teeth, I will sew very fast. This thread is very advanced, it will dissolve on its own and does not need to be removed."
The wounds on the arms and legs were just torn, and she quickly sewed them. Helan Jingting was also very cooperative, and did not move. He refused to take anesthetics, even local anesthesia.
Pippi turned on the electric light and checked the wound on his waist again. She soon discovered that it was not a normal tear, it was a deep wound, with a blood hole the size of a finger. The blood kept leaking from the hole. She got it. The blood in this place flows from here.
"Don't sew it." He pressed her hand, "Being bitten by a sky fox, it is not so easy to heal."
"How long have you been here?"
"About two weeks."
She calculated it mentally and quickly understood. Helan Jingting must have heard the news of Kuanyong's death while he was treating Jialin, so he had to send Jialin away in advance to find Zhao Song for theory. Then there was a fierce conflict. When the two powers meet, Helan would not suffer, if he had enough vitality...
The more Pippi thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was the culprit. She tried to ask more details, but Helan Jingting stopped talking about it. She almost dragged him out of the bottom of the well, almost half-armed.
When she came to the bedroom and changed the clean sheets, she helped Helan Jingting to lie down. Immediately following Xiaohua's instructions, he sprinkled the penicillin powder on the wound on his waist, wrapped it with gauze, and put ice on the outside to stop the bleeding.
Finally feeling more comfortable, he fell asleep dimly.
Pippi crawled into the bed and squeezed into his arms and hugged him tightly:
"Hold me tight, Helan. My yang is full."
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