return to the garden

But in fact, although Liao Qing has never fought with anyone in this world, his fighting power is still very strong. It is completely useless to use his spiritual energy to knock down those people. Head, directly kicked several people unconscious.

Zhang Xiaolin:!

"Liao...Brother Liao!" Zhang Xiaolin felt his legs go soft.

Liao Qing turned around and smiled, opened the hollow jade bone fan and fanned it.

Zhang Xiaolin immediately returned to his normal expression. There was nothing he could do. As soon as he saw that the weather was still a bit cold, Zhang Xiaolin was holding a fan there, and his expression was a squint.

The person on the bed was obviously awake, but he must have suffered a serious injury. When he remembered it when he propped his elbow up, he slid down again, and then there was a sound of restrained gasping.

Liao Qing asked Zhang Xiaolin to help him up. He was a handsome young man, but his face was pale and his lips were gray and chapped.

Liao Qing thought that he hadn't drank water for a long time, so he couldn't speak.

Supported by Zhang Xiaolin, Liao Qing took a cup and poured some water to moisturize his lips.

The man was obviously extremely thirsty, Liao Qing wanted to take the cup away, but the man insisted on grabbing Liao Qing's hand regardless of his injuries, and drank the whole cup of tea before giving up.

After a while, Liao Qing became impatient, and simply tied the belts around the waists of several people on the ground.

Hey, they are obviously only planning to live an ordinary life, but who knows that they are tainted with such a thing on a whim, these people are not good at first glance, and the one on the bed, Liao Qing took a closer look, it was covered in bruises. Extravagance, but also full of troubles.

Liao Qing wondered, is it too late to walk now?

It's a pity that the young master spoke, his voice was weak and hoarse, "Thank you for saving my life, sir, I don't know what you plan to do next?"

Liao Qing thought about what to do, kill people to silence his mouth, and bury his bones in barren hills. As for his trouble, Liao Qing didn't want to worry about it.

"I don't know if it's convenient, sir..." The man didn't finish his sentence, he just looked at Liao Qing.

Liao Qing thought for a while, but he agreed. He has never liked killing very much. He thought about the ordinary world, so he doesn't want to kill more. As soon as he survived and was rescued, Liao Qing felt that the plan of his landlord, Lao Cai, would be disrupted due to his extravagance.

Just a few on the ground...

Liao Qing thought for a while, took out a bottle of medicine from the space, and each of them stuffed one.

Liao Qing saw Zhang Xiaolin swallowed. "Y" "X" D" "J".

Liao Qing hugged the young master horizontally, while Zhang Xiaolin was driven by Liao Qing to drive the carriage to the back courtyard wall, so that several people could escape.

Zhang Xiaolin was waiting there, Liao Qing called him, made sure he was outside, so he leaped, picked up the little boy and jumped to the top of the one-foot-high courtyard wall, then jumped down to the ground, without a trace. Without any effort, he quietly walked out of the courtyard wall.

Zhang Xiaolin's face was sullen. He only knew that Liao Qing was a scholar, but he didn't know that Liao Qing seemed to know the kind of martial arts in the book. He just didn't know that the martial arts looked good. When he was rescued by his brother, What happened, so weak...

Zhang Xiaolin had something on his mind, so he had a frown on his face, which made Liao Qing laugh again and again.

With their injuries, Zhang Xiaolin and Liao Qing didn't buy much. They just sent the inkstone to shopkeeper Song, and then went to another pharmacy called Pharmacy to get some typhoid medicine for Zhang Xiaoli, and rushed He went back with the ox cart.

Liao Qing sat in the front part of the bullock cart, and Zhang Xiaolin sat in the other half of the cart. His internal injury was in a daze, but he was completely ignored.

"Brother Liao?" Zhang Xiaolin hesitated and slowed down the car.

"Speak!" Liao Qing listened to Zhang Xiaolin's speech, while flipping through the picture book he brought, thanks to his good eyes, otherwise the bumps would dazzle people's eyes.

"Brother Liao knows martial arts? What did Brother Liao feed those people?" Zhang Xiaolin was curious about this first.

"Well, it's for physical fitness." Liao Qing didn't tell the truth, mainly because the truth was too long, and Liao Qing was too lazy to tell, "That medicine makes people lose their memory and forget us, just don't tell your brother when you go back. .”

Liao Qing didn't know why, but felt that Zhang Xiaoli's first reaction might not be too happy when he heard that he knew martial arts.

Zhang Xiaolin curled his lips, and looked back at the carriage covered by the curtain, "The young man over there, what should I tell my brother?"

"What's the difficulty? Just say that you saw him being chased and killed on the road, and begged us to hide him. We saw that he was dying, so we took him with us." Liao Qing shook his jade bone fan, and by the way The notebook was put away.

Zhang Xiaolin felt that this was not good, but...

He was afraid that his brother would find out, and his first reaction was why he didn't hold Brother Liao...

Zhang Xiaolin: Brother who feels the pain...

The little boy inside: I don't have half the truth, I'm afraid I'm not a libertine...

When they got home, Guanshi Liu was still on the mountain, and Nanny Song was already cooking. Liao Qing took the medicine bag and asked Zhigui to decoct the medicine, and then carried out the young man who had been knocked to death.

Zhang Xiaoli heard the movement at the door but couldn't lie down anymore, helped the bed to get up, and came out sick to see what happened.

"Brother Liao?" Zhang Xiaoli saw at a glance that his big brother Liao was hugging a young man in a fine attire.

"Xiao Li, you are still sick, go back and lie down, don't blow the wind anymore, you will have a headache when you turn around." Liao Qing hugged someone, and said to Zhang Xiaoli who was leaning against the door.

Zhang Xiaoli frowned, feeling that it was a bit of a headache, but brother Liao went out and came back with someone in his arms. Zhang Xiaoli was a little concerned, and wanted to hear what Liao Qing had to say before going back.

Zhang Xiaoli's vinegar bun.

Liao Qing smiled helplessly, "I saw him being chased and killed on the road, and begged us to save his life. I thought he was pitiful, so I asked someone to hide him in our bullock cart."

"This person's name is..." Liao Qing was suddenly at a loss for words. The main reason was that he never asked what his name was.

"Brother Liao, let's settle down first, it's so tiring to hold someone." Zhang Xiaoli could see that he was a son, but it didn't stop him from being jealous. Seeing Liao Qing holding someone else in his arms, he felt uncomfortable.

Liao Qing nodded, Zhang Xiaolin also helped Zhang Xiaoli into the room and lay down.

"Xiaolin..." Zhang Xiaoli lay down obediently, looked at Zhang Xiaolin, "what's going on today, who is that young master outside?"

Zhang Xiaolin thought for a while, "He was chased and killed, and then we rescued him!"

Get √ in embarrassment.

"What's the young master's name?" Zhang Xiaoli asked in a different direction.

"I don't know. After being rescued by a cup, I passed out immediately. I couldn't wake up even if I screamed. We don't know what his name is." Zhang Xiaolin was honest, and he really didn't know what his name was.

"It's like a fool! I don't know the name of the person, I don't know the background, I don't know what kind of grudges he has, so you will save him! You will not persuade Brother Liao not to get involved." Zhang Xiaoli There are two sickly blushes on the face, looking at the limp one, but speaking like a knife.

"We don't think the ones behind you are like good people, your young master is poor..." Zhang Xiaolin defended a bit.

Zhang Xiaoli was directly laughed angrily by Zhang Xiaolin, rolled his eyes, and waved for people to go to the study to practice calligraphy.

Zhang Xiaolin pursed his lips, thinking that what Liao Qing did was right, if his brother knew what was going on, his brother would be able to knock his brains out.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't want his brother to knock his head off, so he went to Liao Qing's place to have a look.

When he entered, Liao Qing was cleaning and bandaging the young man's wound. Looking over at him, he saw a white back. The only fly in the ointment was a scary wound on it, which was more than two inches long, and looked very deep. The wound must have been torn and bleeding.

Zhang Xiaolin rarely saw this kind of scene, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Brother Liao, shall I help you?" Zhang Xiaolin hesitated.

"Okay, I'll help him, you can clean his wound." Liao Qing doesn't like serving people very much, and originally planned to ask Zhigui to help clean and bandage him, but thinking about being a girl, it's not good after all, so I just I can come by myself.

It's okay if you don't bring it back, but it's bad luck if you bring it back to the dead family.

Zhang Xiaolin had a dull face, so he could only go to give someone a good cleansing of the wound, and even after washing, the man let out a muffled groan in pain, and the atmosphere was strange.

The two fought quickly, and before Zhigui cooked the medicine, Liao Qing wrapped a mummy for someone.

Liao Qing took a battle bath, and then went to give Zhang Xiaoli some medicine.

"Come on, Xiaoli." Liao Qing held the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful and blew it to Zhang Xiaoli's mouth.

Although Zhang Xiaoli knew that it would be less bitter to drink the medicine all at once, but brother Liao was so caring and carefully blew it warm spoonful by spoonful. The bitter face was all wrinkled.

Liao Qing smiled, and handed a candied fruit to Zhang Xiaoli from the tray he brought along with him, "Take a sip of the medicine, take a kiss."

A candied fruit, not bitter. "

Zhang Xiaoli let out a bitter smile.

The two of them finished taking the medicine tiredly, and Zhang Xiaoli felt a little sleepy after the effect of the medicine took effect, so Liao Qing tucked Zhang Xiaoli into the quilt and asked Zhang Xiaoli to sleep and sweat first, and the typhoid fever was almost cured.

"Lunch will be ready for a while. I'll call you when it's ready." Liao Qing packed up Zhang Xiaoli's medicine.

The room had an unpleasant smell of medicine, and the room could not be ventilated, so Liao Qing had no choice but to put an incense burner in the corner, and lit the tranquilizing incense, which not only calmed the nerves, but also deodorized the room, so that Zhang Xiaoli would not feel too uncomfortable.

At the same time, the little boy who was rescued by Liao Qing also woke up, and when he woke up, he saw that he was so tightly wrapped that he couldn't move, and it was difficult to shout for someone.

"Huh? Young master, are you awake?" It was Zhigui who came in with his head.