farce a ups and downs

After Luo Wenchu ​​left with Zhuang Bai, Shen Feiyu received an unexpected "old friend".

The woman pulled down the veil, revealing a delicate and graceful face. Although the skin was not as smooth as a girl in the blooming season due to the long-term wind, it was completely different from the festered skin exposed by the villagers of Yin Village.

Shen Feiyu looked at it, vaguely familiar with it.

"Emperor."

Seeing Shen Feiyu, the woman actually accepted her head and bowed.Shen Feiyu was taken aback, and quickly supported the woman's arm: "No girl."

Bearing in mind that Zhuang Bai might go and come back, but the woman had no malicious intentions, Shen Feiyu thought twice and decided to let her into the room to talk.

After entering the house, while Shen Feiyu was lighting the lamp, the woman fell to her knees with a bang, grabbing the ground with her head.Looking back, Shen Feiyu was at a loss for what to do, and in the end she had to act both soft and hard, trying to persuade her to get up, telling her to sit on the edge of the bed, while she stood on one side.Seeing that he was not sitting down, the woman also stood up.

The two looked at each other, and Shen Feiyu was extremely embarrassed.

The lonely man and the widow are in the same room, if the master comes back and sees——

Shen Feiyu shook her head violently, throwing that scene out of her mind.

"Grandpa is having a headache?"

Shen Feiyu looked at her and thought: Yes, I have a very headache.

In the end, Shen Feiyu was discouraged by the woman's concerned eyes: "Forgive me for taking the liberty, the girl called me benefactor, but I don't remember..."

Hearing this, the woman bit her lips, and her tone was sad: "I said goodbye at the foot of the mountain that day, several years have passed, and my benefactor has already forgotten my daughter, but my benefactor's life-saving grace, my daughter will never forget it in this life!"

These words were like a slap in the face, and suddenly dragged Shen Feiyu back to the bandit disaster three years ago.

That year, he set off from Liuzhou City to Feiping Mountain, passing by the vicinity of Xuyu Mountain in Qingzhou, and had a "great luck", when a bandit came down the mountain to loot the village.At that time, a family was picking up the bride, and the bandits intercepted and killed the groom, intending to rob the bride and return to the village to be the wife of the village.Taking advantage of the chaos and no one was paying attention, Shen Feiyu got into the bride's sedan chair and rescued the bride.

If bandits snatch someone back and find that the sedan chair is empty, the people at the foot of the mountain will suffer even more. Shen Feiyu stays in the sedan chair instead of the bride, and brings a civet cat in exchange for the prince, relying on his own body as a man, he has a bit of three-legged cat kung fu , Easier to get out than his daughter's house, unexpectedly, the bandit leader is not jealous of men and women, so he forced him to get married.

A young man in his teens, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, fell into the bandit village alone. If it weren't for the internal discord in the bandit village, the two forces clashed, and Yan Linsheng went up the mountain to suppress the bandits, Shen Feiyu would definitely be in danger that night.

After that day, what Shen Feiyu remembered was Yan Linsheng's life-saving kindness, but he forgot about the woman he saved.

Sensing that Shen Feiyu's gaze was dodging, the woman's expression became more mournful. After a while, she rolled up her sleeves, "It doesn't matter if benefactor doesn't remember my daughter, but I hope benefactor will listen to my daughter."

"The people here have evil intentions, and they work for tigers. After tonight, if they don't leave, it will be too late."

At the same time, in the abandoned dungeon outside the hidden village, Luo Wenchu ​​and the genius doctor Sheng Huamao were speechless.

To be precise, Doctor Sheng stared at the lock in Luo Wenchu's hand and was speechless.

"Come on..." The miracle doctor waved his hand and stroked the little fox in his arms. The little guy bit his sleeve and howled.

"Don't look at me like that, your mother is probably gone."

The little guy seemed to be quite human. Hearing what he said, he let out a wailing cry, and then lay on Sheng Huamao's chest, motionless.

"Its mother, isn't it a fox with a black tail?" It was the fox sacrificed by the villagers of Yin Village tonight.

Seeing Sheng Huamao nodding, Luo Wenchu ​​couldn't help but remain silent.That fox, after he left, probably already... Thinking of this, and looking at the fox on Sheng Sheng's chest, Luo Wenchu's expression was complicated.

No matter how you say it, he played a desperate role tonight. In front of this little guy, he felt a little hypocritical for some reason.

No one would believe this, and the first one to come over was probably He Zhixiao.

His junior brother would probably have a gritty expression: "You Luo Wenchu ​​will have a guilty conscience one day? Even if you say that sows can climb trees, there is more evidence than this."

Sheng Huamao didn't care about Luo Wenchu's distraction, his eyes fell on the unlocked iron door, "That person will come to me once every day, and when he comes back tomorrow, I guess the old man will not survive."

Luo Wenchu ​​frowned: "You won't come with me?"

Sheng Huamao shook his head with a wry smile, and secretly glanced at the part below his knees, Luo Wenchu's heart skipped a beat: "Did that bastard do it?"

The miracle doctor's silence is equivalent to acquiescence.

"Can it be cured?"

"Limited by the environment and limited by medical skills."

That's right, being locked up in a place where even medicine jars, pestles and herbs are given away by others, as a doctor, his great ability can't cure him, not to mention that there are patients who need to be treated first - the villagers of Yin Village.

In the eight years since I came here, I have treated the villagers for eight years.

"Can you tell me what happened after you brought those 30 to [-] people to Yincun?" Under the dim light, Luo Wenchu's expression was stern, his eyes were like cold blades.

Sheng Huamao knew that the young man in front of him would not leave unless he heard the truth, so he sighed, opened his mouth slowly, and narrated the past——

About eight years ago, he led [-] or [-] patients suffering from strange diseases to this mountain, opened fields and built houses, and planned to settle them down and then go out to find a cure. However, the villagers were very weak and died of illness on the way. A few, after settling down, fell ill every three days. They couldn't go out of this place, and few people passed by, not to mention visiting doctors. Once they got sick and had a fever or something, they might die within a few days.So Sheng Huamao decided to stay.

After staying, Sheng Huamao first taught the villagers how to distinguish herbs, and selected a few young people with less serious illnesses to teach them medical skills.

Xu is a pitiful person. After coming to Yin Village, the sick people did not get sick again, and the festering all over the body gradually stopped, but the abscesses all over their bodies were horrible, and they still couldn't leave here.During this period of time, Sheng Huamao not only developed a prescription to cure the strange disease, but also a prescription to repair the body's festering.

The sky paid off, and Sheng Huamao accidentally discovered that the blood of a certain creature on this mountain had a miraculous healing effect.

Speaking of this, Luo Wenchu ​​looked at the fox cub on Sheng Huamao's chest, and listened quietly to the follow-up without asking.

One day, a seriously injured man came to Yin Village, breaking the peace and stability of the village.

This man is Zhuang Bai.

He is also the first experimenter of Shenghuamao's new drug.

"When I decided to give him the drug, I should have guessed that this decision was bound to bring disaster."

At that time, Zhuang Bai didn't have any good flesh and blood all over his body, as if he had been gouged out of his blood and bones. Only later did he know that Zhuang Bai had suffered a traumatic injury.

The effect of Linghu's blood is surprisingly good.

Sheng Huamao saved a golden-eyed spirit fox, and he used the blood it shed when it was injured to make medicine, supplemented with other medicines to make ointment and apply it on Zhuang Bai. According to his proportion, the blood of the spirit fox was actually very little. But Linghu got his life-saving grace, and returned peaches and plums, carrying peach branches in spring and picking wild fruits in summer, adding a lot of joy to the prosperous and boring life.

It was already the second winter when Zhuang Bai was able to walk on the ground again.

The villagers who were forced to live in seclusion in the mountains had a strong curiosity and nostalgia for the world below the mountains. During Zhuang Bai's recuperation, he naturally became the target of the villagers to inquire. Talking about Jianghu affairs and world affairs, everyone is excited: who is on the front page in Feihualou recently, no one from the Lingjue faction is still participating in the famous sword conference, the eldest son of the Shen family who rarely sees outsiders actually has a relationship with the most domineering second lady of the Yang family engaged...

The villagers look forward to seeing Zhuang Bai more and more frequently.In the eyes of the villagers, they made no secret of their nostalgia for the outside world and their yearning for life down the mountain.

There is no lack of dark resentment among them: Why can't I live in the sun?

Zhuang Bai keenly noticed this trace of resentment, but Sheng Huamao, who was busy with other things, did not notice these small details.

Sheng Huamao said frankly: "I was hesitating whether to give the villagers medicine or not."

Once the medicine mixed with the spirit fox's blood is put into use in large quantities, the consequences will be unpredictable.

"You can't think that you can surpass all living beings just because you think you are good at everything. Humans are just one of thousands of living beings."

This statement is very novel, Luo Wenchu ​​groaned, he had already expected the follow-up.

"They still do it."

Skinned and bled.

When Luo Wenchu ​​knocked Shen Feiyu unconscious and walked back, he heard the sound of a knife cutting his skin.

"Is it Zhuang Bai?"

Sheng Huamao closed his eyes tiredly, as a default.

After a long while, Sheng Huamao adjusted and continued: "I was mixing medicine that day, and I didn't expect him to have Linghu's idea."

Zhuang Bai concealed his true identity and character from others. In fact, he is an extreme massacre.

"After he came, there were inexplicably more dead animal corpses in the village."

When Zhuang Bai catches Linghu, he has to use the usual tactics. However, Linghu is extremely intelligent, and if he is scratched, he will run away. Zhuang Bai suffers from pain, and also leaves wounds on Linghu. The blood of Linghu flows to the wound, and the wound is miraculous. The wound began to heal automatically, and after a few minutes, the wound healed without treatment. Zhuang Bai consciously grasped the key to heal his own wounds.

At this moment, Sheng Huamao was attracted by the noise of one person and one fox.The two faced each other, and Sheng Huamao saw the undisguised madness in Zhuang Bai's eyes.

Sheng Huamao took a breath and almost gritted his teeth: "He's just a lunatic."

After that, he was controlled by Zhuang Bai who broke his legs, and Zhuang Bai incited the villagers to hunt and kill Linghu under the pretext that the blood of the spirit fox could repair the wound.

"Almost all the spirit foxes in the mountain were caught by them and bled to death."

A small village in a remote corner hides such a terrifying dark side. Every night when he was imprisoned in the dungeon, Sheng Huamao closed his eyes, and he could see those lively, cute, and very human little guys with their necks broken and hung on the doors of every house. In the scene before, blood flowed down the body that had been plucked long ago, and dripped into the wooden barrel below.

pat.

pat.

The blood dripped continuously.

It was the nightmare of his life.

It is also a sin that the villagers of Yin Village cannot repay.

Sadly, they don't think they've done such a heinous thing.

"I can cure their illnesses, but I can't cure their hearts."

"In their eyes, smooth skin, a pleasant appearance, and a beautiful appearance are the skeletons that support their empty shells, and only then can they descend the mountain with 'face' and appear in front of the world."

Luo Wenchu's eyes moved slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Then...why do you want them to live?"