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After a long time, Liu Qingshuang could not forget the expression and tone of the shopkeeper when he said that.

Her tone was sarcastic, as if joking that he should be afraid because of this.

"If that's all you said, then you can go now."

Liu Qingshuang felt that her expression at that time must be a little silly, so that the shopkeeper would say such a thing.

Speaking, the shopkeeper turned his head slightly.

Her profile looks extraordinarily indifferent, making Liu Qingshuang realize that the shopkeeper may have misunderstood something.

He quickly recalled what he had said from when he first entered the door to now, and then found the reason...

—Since he entered the door, he has never reported himself, and it was at this time that Liu Qingshuang realized how ambiguous what he said.

If a person suddenly walks up to him and asks him if he knows the consequences of something, then he will not feel that this person has good intentions, but will regard him as a Schadenfreude who comes to temptation.

Even…

He probably took this person as a gang with the one who hurt him before.

Is the shopkeeper mistaken him for a momentary person?

In an instant, Liu Qingshuang felt that she was stunned.

Since he entered the door, he also found the reason for every word the shopkeeper said.

—No wonder the shopkeeper admitted it so bluntly, and no wonder the shopkeeper kept looking at him with such cold eyes.

She probably thought that Liu Qingshuang was here to intimidate her.

It's just...if she is facing a real momentary person, she would actually use such a tone?

Liu Qingshuang's heart jumped.

Is she crazy?

She just suffered such a serious injury, even a child should know how to say some soft words at this time, right?

Liu Qingshuang thought of this, and couldn't help but glance at the shopkeeper who was still cold.

This man's face... as if fear and timidity would never appear.

She always seems to be so cold and arrogant.

Such an expression deeply shocked Liu Qingshuang.

Before he came, he had thought about the character of the shopkeeper, but he never imagined that she was such a proud person to the core.

It's like the knife didn't cut her.

The moment…

Although Liu Qingshuang didn't say anything, she suddenly felt a layer of goose bumps on her body.

Walking around the world for so many years, he has always heard others call him a "hero", and in his heart, Liu Qingshuang felt that this title was well deserved.

The hero he imagined was never like him, not even the vast majority of people in the arena.

It was just a vague shadow.

But now, Liu Qingshuang looked at the shopkeeper's face, but felt that her mind couldn't remember anything else.

She may not care, may not care what others think of her, and may even find the people in front of her disgusting.

Aloof and disdainful, her expression almost gathered all the things that people in the world hate the most.

However, at this moment, Liu Qingshuang really felt from her what she had been looking for.

Liu Qingshuang took a deep breath.

Otherwise, he suspects that he may not be able to suppress the look on his face.

This will be seen by the thoughtful person in front of him to see the ecstasy and irrepressible worship in his heart.

This is definitely a surprise.

Who would have thought.

If he didn't come this time, if he didn't see the shopkeeper...

Liu Qingshuang suddenly felt a hint of happiness in her heart.

Although I didn't expect to encounter such an unexpected joy before coming here, Liu Qingshuang still controlled herself.

He looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, and his eyes gradually became darker.

There are not many people who can make Liu Qingshuang interested, but everyone in Jianghu knows that once he is admitted, he will become the most loyal friend.

The shopkeeper is indeed one of the smartest people in the world.

However, no matter how smart she is, she can't guess all the people's hearts.

If she can really guess, she should know...

Even now, no matter how cold her expression is, no matter how terrifying her eyes are, her impression in the hearts of Jianghu people will be more terrifying.

But no matter who it is, after seeing her like that just now, and seeing her half lying on the bed as pale as she is now, even if it is someone who didn't like her before, at this moment, they will Unconsciously, she was overwhelmed.

Liu Qingshuang even found that there was a trace of pity in her heart.

Is it because of the way the shopkeeper was injured?

He knows that people in the world cannot judge by their appearance, let alone the terrible shopkeeper in front of him.

But the weak look of the shopkeeper in front of him is like a plum blossom in bloom in Ling Dong.

Sick beauty has an amazing charm.

…

Did she go too far? Feng Qing felt a little guilty.

The few unhappy words just now exhausted her courage, and Feng Qing immediately returned to her original state of salted fish.

But she was telling the truth.

—Don't look at Feng Qing, she is somewhat talented in enduring pain.

Of course, this talent of hers may have come from the fact that she was always sick for a period of time when she was a child. At that time, as long as she cried in the hospital, she would be punished by her mother's love... Anyway, it may be better than ordinary people. Get up and calm down a little bit.

Perhaps it was this ability that gave Feng Qing the confidence. Of course, she was also thinking about who gave her this courage. After all, no matter how strong a person is, they face the most vulnerable places With such a knife, I am afraid it will also break the defense.

In ancient times, there were actually many ways to cut hemorrhoids, Feng Qing also googled it in the morning.

Among them, the simplest and most rude method is actually a knife on the buttocks.

When Feng Qing saw this method, he couldn't help but sighed at the wisdom of the ancients.

Seeing that the person opposite her was still looking at her with that weird look, she subconsciously added it.

"I don't know what you'll do...but do you use machetes and hooks?"

After she said this, she saw the person on the opposite side stunned.

What, what? Feng Qing was a little nervous.

She actually just wanted to know the surgical methods of the ancients to compare with the modern ones. What if she couldn't delay any longer, what would she have done in ancient times?

Then she saw the man on the opposite side hesitantly said, "I don't know very well, but two things like machetes and hook knives may be used..."

Oh. Feng Qing nodded with a "so it is" look.

It seems that there is no difference between ancient times and modern times. She heard that although anesthesia is used in modern times, the effect of anesthetics is not very strong. .

What happened? Why did the shopkeeper suddenly ask her about the hook knife and the machete... Liu Qingshuang hesitated for a while.

The eyes he looked at the shopkeeper were still cold, but there was a hint of excitement (?) inside, which made him a little confused.

Wait, after all, the shopkeeper is not a peaceful and kind person who has never met anyone in the world. Maybe she suddenly asked this question because she had seen these things before, and even... made them by herself Pass?

Liu Qingshuang sucked in a breath of cold air instantly.

It seems that he really underestimated the shopkeeper.

Liu Qingshuang, who was still immersed in Feng Qing's "sick beauty" state, suddenly woke up.

The person in front of him is not a little white sheep, but a senior who has experienced a lot.

Her hands may have been stained with blood, and she may have seen so much darkness.

At that moment, Liu Qingshuang was silent for a second.

He took a deep breath, then covered his forehead with a look of pain on his face.

He…

…Suddenly my heart is beating faster!

This feeling.

Liu Qingshuang felt that her heart was a little painful.

A feeling that he had never had before swept through his body, making him feel like he knew himself again on the first day.

"And that." The shopkeeper opposite him continued to ask, "It's like a fence, you can stretch in, then open, and the whole thing is propped up..."

Do you hold up people like lanterns?

Liu Qingshuang thought for a while, then answered seriously, "Yes."

Even if not, at an instant level, it can be done very quickly.

Feng Qing tactically leaned back.

Awesome!

When she brought up a professional topic, Feng Qing suddenly felt that she and the person opposite her began to have a common language again. She did not care that she was still seriously ill, and forced herself to get up, with a very Sit in a weak posture.

"Can you talk more?" Feng Qing said.

More points?

Liu Qingshuang suddenly remembered the story she didn't finish when she was drinking with her friends a few days ago because of a sudden lack of interest.

At that time, he just thought it was a little disappointing to talk about this at the dinner table.

But now, he suddenly felt that the story could go on.

It seems that storytelling has to meet the right people after all.

"I have a friend."

A faint voice rang in the room.

"He also encountered the same situation as you, but he is not as strong as you, and he has less luck."

Liu Qingshuang said lightly.

—He was cut off piece by piece of meat, and eventually even the bones came off.

...Stop using the phrase "I once had a friend", and just say it yourself, Feng Qing thought.

It seems that the ancients are still too simple, this kind of words have been seen through in modern times.

"So, he used to lie in bed for a long time and couldn't get up." Liu Qingshuang said again.

This is not a month off... Feng Qing looked at it with a meaningful look.

Alternatively, a monthly fistula is also possible.

Just as she wanted to express sympathy for that person's tragic experience, she suddenly heard Liu Qingshuang say, "However, he is also a very strong person, so later, he thought of another way."

"What can I do?" Feng Qing asked.

"He found a wooden stick, put it in it, and he will be like a normal person from now on." Liu Qingshuang smiled lightly, "Do you think he is a very strong person?"

…

The house was quiet for a long time.

…

I don't know how long it took before Feng Qing's voice rang again.

"What did you put in it?"

"The stick, what's wrong?"