Chapter 120: do not be afraid

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Life and death are unpredictable!
Su Fu suffered an internal injury. It may be called a place where internal injuries can be gone. If you open your stomach, you will definitely find the wound, but Su Fu is not a dead body now!
"Late green!" Yan Yan shouted loudly.
After a moment, I remembered the footsteps on the gallery, the door slammed open, and the green rushed in and hurriedly rushed in. When I was ready to open my mouth and ask something, I saw Su Fu lying on the ground, and my face was lowered in surprise. Voice said: "Mother, who is this person?"
"It's a friend, don't ask so much, close the door and help me move him to the couch." Yan Yandao.
Late Green quickly returned to close the door, and then came over with Yan Yan, dragging Su Fu, and finally transferred him to the couch to lie down.
"You take some money, hire a car in the small village under the mountain, go to the west to find my master." Yan Yan is not good at treating such injuries, but Wu Xiuhe's medical skills are not bad, it should be possible to temporarily save Su Fu.
Late green should have a voice, with a full of doubts, hurriedly retired.
Yan Yan pinched the pulse of Su Fu, the pulse was looming, almost impossible to try. She licked her lips and sat down in front of the couch, with anxious eyes and fear in her deep eyes. There are so many things in the world that are no longer under control. So many things can't be recovered...
"Mother, Xiao Langjun came to see you." The voice of Xing Niang was heard outside.
Yan Yan’s heart suddenly jumped, Xiao Yu and Su Fu were incompetent. Xiao Yu also reminded her yesterday that if he really found Su Fu, he would not have to save it. There is absolutely only one death!
She didn't finish her room yet, but she listened to Xiao Yu to stop Xing Niang from opening her mouth again. "You don't need to call her, I just look outside the curtain."
Yan Yan just put down Su Fu's wrist, but did not stop the sound, only to listen to Xiao Yu faintly, people have pushed the door and came in.
Xing Niang wondered, just heard that the mother shouted late green, how could this sound no sound?
Although Xiao Yu’s request was a bit too much, but the people saved their lives last night, and today they took the medicine to visit, and did not bother to look at the curtain. Xing Niang has 10,000 reasons. Not blocking him, can only say: "Xiao Langjun please please, after all, men and women are different."
Yan Yan’s heart is mentioned in the blink of an eye. She can’t move Su Fu alone, and there is no place in the house where she can hide. Even if she gets into the quilt, the bamboo curtain is fine, but with Xiao’s eyesight, It is absolutely possible to discover the difference at a glance.
How to do!
Yan Yan slightly bite her lip and she went out. She stood up and walked straight out of the curtain, welcoming Xiao Yu who had just entered.
Xiao Yu saw a smack of hair in her shirt, and squinted a little, her eyes falling on her hand, with a touch of softness between her eyebrows. "How is your hand?"
"Fortunately." Yan Yan's voice was as usual, but she had a slightly tight expression, and she did not escape Xiao Yu's eyes.
The inside of the house was clear at a glance. Only the bed was surrounded by bamboo curtains. Through the fine gaps, Xiao Yu faintly saw a person lying on the couch, and it was a man from the body shape!
He didn't want to reach out and pick up the bamboo curtain, and glanced at it. When he saw a man lying on the couch, the heartbeat suddenly stopped for a few shots, and there was a feeling of suffocation. Although Xiao Yu has never seen the whole picture of Su Fu, it does not affect his judgment.
I kept an action and watched it for a long time, until he slowed down his emotions a little, and then spit out a sigh of relief, put down the bamboo curtain, and his eyes fell on the edge of the hair, and a piece of Supa was pulled out of the sleeve. Handed it to Yan Yan, faintly said: "Don't be afraid."
It seems to be comforting, it seems to give her a reassurance, this sentence "don't be afraid", let Yan Yan's heart, put a little down.
Yan Yan took over Pa, but did not wipe the hair that was so bad, and hung it in his hand. His quiet eyes swept over his face without any clues, and he slid down slightly and saw him in his hand. Kneeling medicine.
"Since the seventeen mothers are not hurt, the official is busy, and she has to leave." Xiao Yu put the medicine on a few, rushed her slightly, and turned to go outside.
"Please wait." Yan Yan’s voice was a little worried, but after he stayed in Xiao Yu, he didn’t know what to say. Ask him to save Su Fu? Their opposites, Yan Yan felt that his brain was in the water, he would think so, and now he changed his mind: "Thank you."
Xiao Yu was not cold or hot, and the footsteps were not even, the hands in the sleeves were tight, and the short nails pierced the palms. The sting made him feel better in his heart, and he stood in the gallery and spit out a breath. Strode to the front hall.
I was about to step on the ladder, and my mind suddenly appeared in my mind, stopped, and called: "Baiyi."
Bai Yi did not know where it flashed out, and he handed it to him: "Lang Jun."
"Let Qing Song help the seventeen mothers to hurt, um... her brother seems to have been physically unsatisfactory, and by the way, help her brother grow up." Xiao Yu’s words went into the temple, and the side was tight. Muscle, disappeared at the moment of seeing Liu, and nodded with a light smile, indicating that he could start.
Two rows of servants are listed on both sides of the Buddha statue. In the middle of the futon, the brows of the eyebrows are faintly sitting on the knees. The lord of the shadow mei 也 finally appeared, sitting in the right hand of Liu Rang, a look of oil and light. The eyelids are pulling and seem to fall asleep at any time.
Liu let see Xiao Yu sit down in the upper left and look at the door. He can't help but ask: "I don't know how to be a seventeen mother..."
"She is in a bad condition, some have a fever, and can't come for a while. Let's start first. Didn't the previous autopsy record have it? Many districts have a masterpiece." Xiao Yu said casually.
This kind of lie, he never needs to write a draft.
Liu let nod and said: "According to the inspection, it is."
"Net Hui Shi, the official asked you, when did you meet the net master?" Liu Rang and Xiao Yu discussed well, and did not show the meaning of doubtful net benefits, only to sin for the sake of defamation Forensics.
Net Hui sang a Buddha number, and her eyes were slightly saddened: "The net servant was my mother's aunt before I left home. After my mother passed away, she became a monk."
The acolyte is a sacred book. If you leave the Lord and you can only bully, you will automatically get rid of your ancestral home after you get out of the house. This kind of thing is not new.
"According to the lord, you usually have a close relationship with the net sputum. Do you know if she knows how to dispense medicine?" Liu gave way.
Heyi hesitated, said: "She used to be not only a poor aunt of the poor mother, but also a personal guard, she will martial arts, but she does not know if she will dispense medicine."
Xiao Yu, who has been silent for a while, suddenly interjected: "The back of the jade flower is so good, is it usually clean?"
Net Huiton paused a bit and said: "Okay, the jade flower is planted under the poor, and occasionally will take care of it, but the poor man has to manage the trivial matters, so most of the time is a net help."
Liu let quietly exchanged his eyes with Xiao Yu. Now all the spearheads point to the net, and her desire to murder Yan Yan is also iron.
"It is said that you told the fantasy last night, yesterday is her mother's sacrifice day? Why didn't you tell her before?" Liu asked this question.
Net Hui sighed. "Yesterday is indeed the date of her mother's sacrifice. Before the illusion, she suspected that her mother was killed. She did not want her to hang on to the world, so she never told her to worship the day. It was only the poor to see her. Restless, I will find some heads, let her go to talk to her mother, some things, I will feel much better when I say it. The illusion is simple, there is Huigen, and poor Nepal hopes that she can practice quietly and get it soon."
Speaking of the magical space, the net benefit is a little more, it seems that I really value this apprentice.
Xiao Yu leaned back on the round waist chair, sharp eyes staring straight at the net Hui, staring at her after sitting down, never left, until she calmly answered Liu Rong, he turned his eyes open.
"The official asked these questions. The case still needs some evidence and testimony. Please also ask the net philanthropist not to leave the shack in the next five days. After the official has finished the evidence, he will send someone to take the testimony and ask the net wise teacher to cooperate." Liu Rang And amiable.
Net Hui hands together, slightly jaws: "South no Amitabha, poor and self-contained."
Liu asked to turn around and swear by the Lord, and Xiao Yu and his dedication.
Out of the shadow Mei Lan, the two walked down the stone steps slowly, Liu Jean said: "The seventeen mothers have a fragrant gray, hook kiss from the body, but also painted the appearance of the weapon, but it did not come to the shadow Is it supposed to be a cloud from the temple? Perhaps it is a monk?"
Xiao Yu sighed and said: "Suddenly send people to carefully break the temple, cloud from the temple ... no need, just for the time when the murderer is a net slap, I heard Chen Chen claimed the body? Which one is recognized? Have you inquired which he is running away with?
Liu let nature know that Xiao Yu said that for the time being the net scorpion as a murderer, it is not a random conclusion, but to confuse the real murderer, even if the net scorpion is a real murderer, then there is no loss.
"It is the second one, and it is poisoned to death. I have asked carefully. It seems that I am not escorting with any widow, but with a little girl who sells a restaurant. I have checked that the widow and the little girl are not the same person." Liu Rang Fushou, some doubts: "So, it is ordinary elopement, how can it be so clever, they rushed to the temple, and they are doing the things of men and women in the temple, these few mothers are not seen or dead. I don’t know where to go."
Xiao Yu slightly raised his eyebrows, and he was very interested in the earth: "Can you find out the net worth and the net benefit?"
Liu let secretly sighed a "neuropathy" in his heart. The more complicated the case, the more he was a headache. This person actually had a look of excitement, and his heart was full, but there was no dissatisfaction on the face. Seriously: "The two The background of the nun can be deep enough, and Chang’an has been checked. There is no news yet.

"Well, I have turned over that jade flower bud, and it’s not a good thing to drive well." Xiao Yu said, adding, "Put the flowers and dig the floor."
Liu asked hesitantly: "But... It is said that the flower buds feed the entire shadow of the plum, and I am afraid to dig it..."
People's shadows are not for the sake of the scenery. The whole plant can be used as medicine. The medicine has the functions of dampness and regulating the menstruation. The root medicine has the functions of clearing away heat and swelling, detoxification and relieving pain. Swelling, so after drying the leaves every year, selling the drugstore, you can also have some income, barely make a living, and dig out the jade flower is not broken, it is lacking!
Xiao Yu interrupted him. "I heard that Qianglang had provided a lot of sesame oil money in the past time. You just dug the entire mountain. You can’t hungry for a year and a half. If nothing is dug out, I will pay for it. It is given."
Liu thought it was willing to let the mat like, the moment immediately stand firm, stand and said:. "Anchashi eye Ruju, said there is definitely a strange doubt, the wife immediately sent to dig."
Chung Hsiao means unknown to shallow smile, negative men went to the mountains.
Liu looked at him dressed in purple uniforms let the upright posture go away, sigh, himself:. "Think about it, birthplaces of the ministers of the post sooner or later he's got."
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