Confused Escort Confused Account

Zhao Shitu was surprised: "The smell of blood? Could it be from that patient."

Luo Huan shook his head and said, "No, herbs are prepared in the clinic and applied to patients, so it shouldn't have such a strong smell."

Zhao Shitu raised his eyes and saw that the lights in the medical hall were still dimly on, but there was no figure shaking at the window, and it was unnaturally quiet.

"I'll go and have a look first." Brother Li turned around and ordered, then walked quickly to the medical hall.Seeing this, the rest of the people quickened their pace and followed behind him.

The closer he got to the medical hall, the stronger the smell became. Brother Li walked faster and faster, and finally ran up and pushed open the door of the medical hall.

The next moment, he froze in place as if struck by lightning. After a while, he took a staggering step back and supported the door frame with his hands.

An ominous premonition welled up in Zhao Shitu's heart, what kind of thing could shock a calm and honest person so far.

He was second to the door, looked into the house, and knew the answer instantly.

No wonder the smell of blood was so strong, the floor of the room was covered with blood, and it all came from one person's body.Almost all the blood in the body merged into a dark red river on the ground, but it was thicker and more miserable than the river.

Thick blood, the edges are paved into arcs like petals, before it seeps into the soil.

The smell of death.

Zhao Shitu couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it turned out that even a small child had so much blood in his body.

Luo Huan ran at the back, trying to squeeze in, but was grabbed by the collar by Shangguanqing, and carried him outside the door.

Unable to break free, Luo Huan turned around and said angrily, "Let go of me! Let go of me!" He raised his fist and smashed Shangguanqing's chest without reservation.

Shangguanqing received a punch, and let out a muffled groan from the bottom of his throat, but the hand holding Luo Huan did not move at all, still firmly pinning him in place.

Ming Yuezhu also turned sideways, stood in front of Luo Huan, shook her head and said, "Don't look, it's Han'er, he... was killed."

"What?" Luo Huan was stunned, and after a while, he asked numbly, "Who? Who killed him? Where is Mr. Yan?"

Ming Yuezhu said: "I don't know, the room is already empty."

Luo Huan was still shaking his head: "No, how could this happen? We were only delayed for half an hour. During this half hour, who can sneak into the town?"

Zhao Shitu also turned around slowly, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "There is only one possibility, that person is in the room at all."

Luo Huan said: "By the way, even the patient disappeared with him. Did he do it? He kidnapped Mr. Yan?"

Zhao Shitu nodded slowly: "It can only be inferred from this, is that man a martial artist?"

Luo Huan said: "He did have a knife on him, but... I have clearly checked his injuries. His shoulder injury is very serious, and there is absolutely no falsehood."

Shangguan said in a deep voice: "If he has practiced Rakshasa Kung Fu, let alone a shoulder injury, even if he loses an arm, he can forcibly raise his true energy and continue the fight with a knife. It's just that the wound will be doubled."

Zhao Shitu suddenly realized: "So there will be black blood remaining on the wounds of the deceased, just because the murderer couldn't control himself... This Rakshasa technique is really surly."

Shangguan Qing said: "If you want to become a Rakshasa evil spirit, how can you care about your own body? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an evil work."

After they figured out what was going on, they turned back to check the situation in the room. Brother Li was still standing by the door, his face ashen, staring blankly at the pool of blood on the ground.

Zhao Shitu replaced him through the blood-stained ground, came to the corpse, squatted down to check the situation, then turned around and said, "It's the same as those three."

——Beheading, random knives, black blood.

For a while, no one spoke again. There is nothing heavier than death in the world. The once quiet hospital was shrouded in mourning.

Brother Li was the first to break the silence. He turned around slowly, stopped looking at the situation in the room, waved his sleeves and turned off the candle lamp by the door, and led the rest of the people back to the front yard.Then he opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Yan doesn't understand martial arts, I'm afraid he has been kidnapped by the murderer."

Luo Huan said in disbelief, "He...will he be killed too?"

Zhao Shitu said: "Since the man didn't kill him, he must have another purpose. His life should not be in danger for the time being, but..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Huan stepped forward and grabbed his skirt and said, "We have to save people, and it's useless to capture Mr. Yan...You guys, aren't you here to protect him?"

Zhao Shitu said in a deep voice: "Little devil, you know where Mr. Yan hides the treasure, don't you?"

"I……"

"Otherwise, how would you react like this? Now that things are going on, if you really want to save people, you should tell everything you know."

Luo Huan raised his head and stared angrily at the person in front of him. Seeing that the person was unmoved, he finally clenched his fists, turned around and said, "If you don't go, I will go by myself!"

"And then? Also died under the knife?"

"I'm not afraid!"

Zhao Shitu suddenly took a step forward, pulled his shoulders, and grabbed his lapel with one hand.

Luo Huan was shocked: "What are you doing!"

"If you don't tell me, I can only read it myself." Zhao Shitu gritted his teeth and replied, and then pulled his skirt outward.

Luo Huan was short in stature, and his outer shirt was already loose, but when it was pulled, it slid to his shoulders, revealing the inner shirt inside.

However, the inner shirt is completely different from the coarse cloth outer shirt, as soon as it is exposed to the outside, it shows a pure texture.

Looking carefully, this inner shirt is spun from fine silk, the stitches are fine and smooth, I don't know how many layers have been stacked, but the surface is still smooth and integrated, with a beautiful color like gold leaf, which is dazzling.

Zhao Shitu said in shock: "Golden Silk Snow Silk!"

This is an extremely precious material. It is collected from the snow-capped mountains in northern Xinjiang, where the golden silkworm lives. A single silk is soft and clear, but when spun together, it has amazing toughness. It was enough to withstand the blow of a blunt blade, and the silk thread on Luo Huan's body was spun into a whole.

Zhao Shitu asked again: "Is this clothes Mr. Yan's treasure? No wonder you were so bold before, not even afraid of Shangguan's knife, so it was because you were wearing it."

Luo Huan's eyes were wide open, and suddenly he opened his mouth wide, crying out loudly.

Zhao Shitu didn't expect him to react like this, and immediately panicked: "Little devil...don't cry, we didn't come to rob, we just ask the ins and outs to save people."

Ming Yuezhu shook her head from the side and said, "He didn't cry because you bullied her and took off his clothes, but because he didn't complete his task, didn't he, brat?"

Luo Huan was sobbing so hard that he couldn't care less about his face, he said intermittently: "This... this golden thread coat...Mr. Yan entrusted me to keep it, I promised him...but not only did I fail to protect it well... ...and killed Han'er, and now even Mr. Yan is in danger..."

No matter how clever and weird he was before, he was still just a child after all.

Ming Yuezhu sighed, stepped forward and rubbed his head, and said in relief: "It's not your fault, it's just that the other party is too cunning. Mr. Yan entrusted you with the treasure. Although he doesn't know martial arts himself, as long as the other party finds you If you don't get the treasure, you will spare his life, this is the best move, but a gentleman's plan will always be no match for a vicious scheme."

Brother Li said: "No matter what, we must find the murderer, pay for his life with his life, and then rescue Mr. Yan, only then can we give Han'er an explanation."

He spoke firmly.The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable, and there is no one in the world who can shake this determination.

But with only his blunt knife, how could he defeat the evil Rakshasa.

Zhao Shitu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying firmly, "We will help you."

It was Luo Huan's idea to find Yan Wuhua.

Yan Wuhua practiced medicine all the year round, and her body smelled of herbs, and his commonly used medicines were stored in the cabinets of the medical hall. Luo Huan asked Brother Li to find the old dog with the sharpest nose in the village to sniff those herbs.

When the old dog was brought in, Zhao Shitu couldn't help being stunned for a moment. The dog was really old and skinny, and it was actually somewhat similar to the one he sent a few days ago.

In the past, people helped dogs, but now dogs help people. I don't know if it is a kind of fate.

Good has good karma, evil has evil karma, even dogs have dog karma.The karma in this world seems to really exist in the dark.

But the innocent child died tragically in front of his eyes in a blink of an eye, and the person who was saved by kindness turned out to be a murderer. The fate in this world is completely unreasonable.

It's not that Zhao Shitu didn't think about these questions. He knelt at the feet of the Bodhisattva and couldn't figure it out.

The old dog jumped onto the highest well stone at the entrance of the village, stretched its neck, and kept barking towards the south.

Zhao Shitu was secretly startled. Although he knew the way of the world, he was not sure about that direction, because there was no way there.

The way of coming is in the east, the way of going is in the west, the north is snow-capped mountains, only the south is the desert, where countless business travelers are lost.

Loulan ancient city.