a ruthless swordsman

58.

Finally lay down.

The third senior brother sat down next to me, put his palm on my ankle, and asked, "Is it sore here?"

I nodded.

He rummaged through the package.

Probably looking for medicinal wine for bruises.

Medication is definitely necessary.

I struggled to sit up, looked down at the dirty clothes all over my body, and said with a bitter face: "Senior brother, I want to take a shower and wash off first."

After saying that, my mother and two attendants came in together.

My mother is the only one who knows me.

The two attendants worked together to carry a large bathtub and put it behind the screen.

The third brother got up from the couch, waited for the two attendants to exit the door, and then briefly repeated what I said to him.

My mother listened carefully, bent down and wiped my ashen face with a silk handkerchief, and looked at me hesitantly.

I guess she must hate iron for being weak, and she is reluctant to teach me a lesson.

"Aniang, I won't run around again." I hastened to express my sincerity, and after a new life, I will definitely be a well-behaved and sensible child.

Her eyes circled back and forth on me, for fear that I would hurt my muscles and bones by falling into the bottom of the pit, and I would be stupid enough not to realize it.

The servants of Lingxiao Mountain Villa were divided into two groups to send letters to my father and Xie Ling respectively, and it is estimated that they will meet soon.After working for most of the night, I couldn't bear to ask her to stay by my side again, and said sincerely: "Mother, I'm really fine, I'll take the medicine after washing, please go back to your room and have a rest, the sky is getting fast now Bright."

Taking advantage of the moment when she lowered her eyes, I tried my best to wink at the third senior brother.

Luckily I didn't throw the winking eyes at the blind man, and the third brother vouched for me: "Younger brother probably twisted his ankle when he fell down. Apply the wound medicine three times a day, and he will recover soon."

I nodded repeatedly, tugged on her cuffs, blinked and blinked: "Mother, you and my father can rest assured that the third brother is talking."

I told her again and again, and I finally sent her back to the room.

Oh oh oh!

I reached out to test the temperature of the water, and the scalding just passed, and now it is the most comfortable temperature to soak in.

Bathtub, here I come!

59.

Wait a minute.

My ankle hurts so much.

Careless.

I stood in front of the bathtub and meditated, my eyes turned around the room, and I limped out from behind the screen, aiming at the little Maza beside the couch.

Next to the little maza is a pair of ink boots.

Inside the boots are a pair of long, straight legs.

The owner of the leg is the third senior brother.

The third senior brother made eye contact with me.

I thought he would come over with a pony in his mouth and let me step on it.

But he came alone.

And he hugged me by the waist.

Third senior brother: "If it's inconvenient, you can tell the senior brother."

I:"……?!"

60.

Convenience is really not very convenient.

But I just want to find a pony to step on.

61.

That's too late.

Even the panties don't belong to me anymore.

The third senior brother had no distracting thoughts, as if he was just changing and bathing a three-year-old child.

But I am not!

God knows, only I know, I am seventeen years old this year.

The steam in the bathtub was steaming, and my flushed skin appeared and disappeared in the mist, barely able to rely on the hot water.

Alas, alas, alas!

Sometimes a sigh is enough to express a person's inner breakdown.

Like me at the moment.

The third senior brother who was expressionless carried me out of the tub again.

Once born and twice cooked.

I slumped on the couch and pretended to be dead.

She covered her flushed face with a blanket.

The third brother didn't realize it, wiped off the water stains with a dry cloth, pulled out the cork of the medicinal wine, poured a little on my left ankle, and rubbed it carefully.

I buried myself in the brocade quilt, and thanked him in a low voice: "Senior brother, I have troubled you too much today."

He tucked the quilt up for me, and said in a low voice: "There is no need to thank each other, go to sleep, wake up and call out, and the senior brother will come over and apply the medicine for you."

62.

I fell asleep in the dark.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the person sitting by the bed hugged me suddenly, his eyes were red, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Axue, you scared me to death."

Xie Ling put his arms around me and lightly thumped my back twice.

I just woke up, and withdrew from his arms in a daze, with a nasal voice at the beginning: "What's the matter, this is, haven't I come back properly?"

Xie Ling gritted his teeth, supported my shoulder and said, "Axue, do you know who the person who kidnapped you is?"

Saying this makes me sober.

Ho!

The efficiency of Lingxiao Villa is quite high.

When I woke up, I found the damn thief.

I rubbed my eyes and asked hoarsely, "Who is it?"

Xie Ling's expression was terrified, and he said three words loudly: "Jiang Yufeng!"

63.

?

Not really.

Although Jiang Yufeng is really not a thief, but I, Chang Xuechu, have always acted according to my conscience.

It wasn't Jiang Yufeng who knocked me out last night.

I angrily confessed to Xie Ling.

Before waiting for his reaction, the half-open door was completely opened.

My dad came in.

Master Chang, Master Chang, it has been several days since I resurrected my life, yet I haven't spoken to you seriously yet.

My dad gave me a brainstorm when he came up.

"Tell you not to practice swords well on weekdays!"

The next sentence followed.

"I will let parents and senior brothers worry about you!"

He picked up the wooden sword hanging at the side, stood it on the ground, and said without any rejection: "After you go back, you will follow the geese. If you can't learn the sixteen moves of the Su Xin sword, you will not be allowed to go down the mountain for a day!"

Xie Ling's eyes widened.

I also don't understand what he's staring at. If I'm shocked, I should be the first to be shocked.

My dad miscalculated.

None of the trickery and begging he had expected.

I calmly agreed to him: "Okay."

64.

Refreshed.

Finally it's my turn to act like a master!

The high-pitched reprimand flew away with the wind before it hit the ground. My father couldn't hold back his face, and flicked his sleeve and tapped me on the head again.

"Promise happily, don't expect to fail to do it when the time comes!"

Will not.I secretly cursed, after all, I still want to live a few more years.

My father felt that he was bored, so he asked about last night's situation instead.In fact, my mother and the third senior brother may have already told him separately, but he will always feel worried if he doesn't ask again from me.

When I said that the man was not Jiang Yufeng, he interrupted me: "How do you know?"

"The man who knocked me out drank alcohol, and he smelled very heavy." I clarified for Jiang Yufeng aggrievedly, "I just saw that knight Jiang just a quarter of an hour ago. of wine."

I thought about it again, tried my best to pull out the memory of the thief from my mind, and added: "He should have a knife on his waist, I'm not sure, maybe it's a short sword."

That person probably wasn't coming for me, so why did he put me in danger? This is very subtle.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes. Just because you don't offend others doesn't mean that others won't secretly hold grudges against you.

No one knows what the so-called upright heroes are like in private, and it is not necessarily true that all the crooked people have ulterior motives.

My father had never been in Sichuan and Sichuan, but he learned the face-changing stunt without a teacher. A person can sing both red face and bad face.

Now he felt uneasy again, and felt guilty for making his son suffer.The big palm snorted twice on my head, telling me to take a good rest, don't worry about other things, and go back to Jianzong after resting.

I said yes.

Seeing my father leave with his hands behind his back, Xie Ling felt as if his feet were on fire, and quickly took out the medicine bottle from the box, "Don't worry about anything else, just apply the medicine first."

His hand strength is neither light nor heavy, and it is no more detailed than the third senior brother. I curled up my toes in disgust and complained: "It hurts."

Xie Ling paused with his fingers, and relaxed a little without saying a word.

65.

After washing up, I walked around the yard in a debilitating manner, but I didn't see the third senior brother. Xie Ling reluctantly told me that the third senior brother went to visit the woodland in the back mountain.

According to the owner of the Qin villa, the deep pit was indeed dug by the servants of the villa some time ago.

As for what it is for, I almost laughed angrily when I heard it.

There were wild boars infested in the back mountain a while ago, only to scare the female family members of the villa, so they dug such a big hole for hunting.

The wild boar was missing and caught me first!

While Xie Ling was stroking my back to give me a smooth ride, the third senior brother came back with a sword in his hands.

I stood up abruptly.

"Little ancestor, watch your feet, don't move around!" Xie Ling pushed me down.

The third senior brother changed into a set of clean clothes, rushed to me in front of me, knelt down and asked, "Little junior brother, did you apply the medicine after waking up?"

I obediently replied: "Painted."

Xie Ling was angry: "Of course it has been painted. I don't know how long it will be until Brother Li comes back."

I:"……"

"It's fine if you paint it on," the third senior brother frowned again, with a slightly apologetic expression on his face, "It was raining a while ago, and the soil in the back mountain is soft, and the footprints are messy, and there is nothing special about your feet. The upper wound was a fall, and there were no other wounds on the whole body except the palm on the back of the neck."

Ugh.

I sighed, and said to him: "It's okay, it was plotted by someone in the first place, if it can be found easily, then the person will not act rashly."

When I was in the boar pit, I already thought that it would be difficult to find out who was behind the scenes.The third senior brother is willing to search for clues for me again.

As for the result, it can only be left to chance.