After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

"Uh-huh-"

Wen Erlang shook his head desperately at Jiang Wancheng, his eyes becoming bloodshot and red.

Jiang Wancheng's face turned pale, he was anxious and frightened, and his whole body was trembling.

"No... please don't hurt him, he is just a child. If you want to kill someone, you can change me! I am his sister, please change me!"

Jiang Wancheng tried to get closer to them.

When Feng Lao, who came from the front room after hearing the noise, saw this scene, he stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Wancheng.

He reminded in a low voice: "This person's behavior is not right."

Sure enough, when he saw two more people suddenly appearing, this strong man with a weapon and a hostage in his hand, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

He led Wen Erlang back frequently.

But there was a slope behind him, and at the bottom of the slope was a high and steep slope. Jiang Wancheng was so frightened that he immediately shouted to him: "Please don't retreat! This gentleman, I don't know what our grudges are, why do you want to arrest a child?" Take action?"

The rude man gasped and shouted angrily: "You guys took over my home! Damn it!"

his home?

It turns out that this thatched house is his habitat!

Although Jiang Wancheng found no trace of human habitation here, it was not a good time to argue with others at this moment. She quickly said: "If there is any offense, we apologize to you and leave here immediately! Please, Please let go of my brother, okay?"

As she spoke, she took out the last piece of silver from her clothes and carefully placed it on a stone in front of her: "This is all the money I have, and I will give it to you as compensation!"

Seeing the money, the reckless man became even more excited. The machete in his hand danced wildly in the air: "Take your stinky money! I don't want it! I want him, and I will pay for it with my life - ugh!"

But before his machete fell, he was hit in the chest by Wen Erlang who was waiting for the opportunity.

Wen Erlang's eyes were red, and in the rude man's surprised expression, he pushed the dagger forward another two inches until only the handle remained outside.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Erlang let go of the dagger in his hand and quickly retreated.

His hands were stained with blood, but when Jiang Wancheng saw him react quickly and quickly backed away, his heartbeat almost stopped.

That was the traitorous minister from the previous life!

Yes, how could he die so easily!

Not long ago, he stabbed Chi Jin. Although he had learned a lesson from Jiang Wancheng and Wen Chaoyan, he was still Wen Erhe! !

Jiang Wancheng knew at this moment that the hostility and cruelty in his heart had never diminished.

But at this moment, I actually felt lucky for it.

At least, he knows how to escape from danger, so good!

Jiang Wancheng immediately rushed over and hugged Wen Erlang.

"Erlang, are you okay!?"

Jiang Wancheng nervously checked his neck and the rest of his body, and found that except for some broken skin on his neck, he was fine.

Wen Erlang also comforted her: "Sister, I'm fine, don't worry."

Jiang Wancheng did not dare to relax, and immediately returned to Feng Lao with Wen Erlang.

Feng Lao found a stick and prepared to go and kill the rude man completely.

But before they were completely close, the man lay on the ground and twitched violently.

Wen Erlang's dagger is indeed very deep.

But whether it is fatal or not, Jiang Wancheng and Feng Lao have not yet determined.

But when the man fell to the ground and twitched, what came out of his mouth was not blood, but white foam!

Moreover, his eyes kept turning white, and it looked more like epilepsy, which was also known as epilepsy in ancient times.

Jiang Wancheng looked at Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng hesitated. Instead of hitting the man on the head with the stick in his hand, he quickly found a slightly thinner stick and quickly stuffed it into the man's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Feng checked the man's pulse again. After a while, he opened the man's chest, pointed at two acupuncture points and told Jiang Wancheng: "Come here and give the needle."

Jiang Wancheng knew that this was a rare disease, and the master wanted to teach her in accordance with her aptitude.

Jiang Wancheng did not dare to delay, and immediately took out the silver needle bag from his sleeve, unfolded it, and accurately inserted the needle under Feng Lao's gaze.

Jiang Wencheng was always very accurate in acupuncture, so Mr. Feng thought she was very talented.

In addition, she has a benevolent heart, so she should be a doctor by nature.

Moreover, her strength is stronger than that of ordinary girls. Although every acupuncture is actually very energy-consuming, she never cares, so she can do it quickly and perfectly every time.

This time, it's the same.

The mangy man gradually stopped twitching, and Jiang Wancheng was also sweating profusely.

Mr. Feng: "Do you remember which acupuncture points are there? In such a critical situation, you can use this acupuncture method to temporarily relieve the patient's convulsions. Okay, now should we let him live or die, or save him? Your life depends on you."

Jiang Wancheng looked at the dagger on this man's chest.

This man's injured area was still bleeding outwards. If they left like this, he would not survive the night.

Because of the increasingly dense drizzle, Jiang Wancheng could hardly open his eyes.

She stood up and stared at the people on the ground. She didn't think for too long before she came up with the answer: "Master, it's us who occupy the magpie's nest, so we should consider it as our debt to him!"

However, Jiang Wancheng herself could not guarantee whether he could be saved with her current medical skills.

Mr. Feng knew what she meant and did not object. Instead, he helped drag the rude man into the house.

Then he threw away his hands and stopped caring about anything.

Jiang Wancheng first injected a needle to stop the bleeding, then pulled out the knife, stitched the needle, and administered medicine.

This stitch was used to sew three layers inside and outside. By the time she was done, she had already completely collapsed.

Wen Erlang brought her water and muttered: "Sister, I think this person is a lunatic! He said that this shabby thatched house is his, does it really belong to him? I think he is sick. !”

Jiang Wancheng sighed, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Erlang, your brother and I don't want you to get someone's life on your hands at such a young age. Do you understand?"

Wen Erlang stopped talking.

However, after the man's injuries were dealt with, whether he could survive or not was left to fate.

After cleaning up the place, Jiang Wancheng and the others did not dare to delay any longer.

Dang even stopped staying and quickly left the thatched hut.

But not long after they left, a line of officers and soldiers faintly appeared on the winding mountain road.

Jiang Wancheng and the other three walked down the hillside.

They want to find the next shelter when it gets dark again.

Jiang Wancheng also tried to summon Brother Eagle.

Unfortunately, as Wen Chaoyan said, Brother Ying has not appeared for a long time.

If there were no eagle as a communication medium, they would completely lose contact with Wen Chaoyan and Sister Ya!

The only thing that can be done now is to avoid these officers and soldiers first, and then find a way to rush to the ruined temple to join everyone.

I hope Wen Chaoyan can think of going here if he can't find them.

After calming down their minds, the three of them started on their way in silence.

Unexpectedly, an arrow suddenly flew into the sky——

Jiang Wancheng's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he shouted urgently: "Master!"