I want to live, get married

Under the soft and hard conditions, Ma Lang was naturally very excited when he saw that the little apprentice finally gave in obediently.

He didn't even bother to say those unbearable lies, before the child repented, he picked up the kitchen knife on the desk with one hand, and stepped forward to hold Liu'er's outstretched wrist tightly with the other hand.

When preventing bloodletting, the child ran away because of the pain, and Ma Langzhong put him next to the case, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and then he was relieved.

He weighed the kitchen knife in his hand, and before he could make a move, he heard Liu'er wailing in a high-pitched voice: "Ah...it hurts to death..."

"Ouch...Master, hurry up..."

"Ah... I'm going to die..."

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The voice was so loud that it was shocking and weeping ghosts and gods, wishing they could knock the roof off their heads.

He Qingqing and Liu Yanhan, who were watching from the side, felt their ears were deaf and couldn't help covering their ears.

Bearing the brunt, Ma Langzhong who was the closest, under the impact of this magical voice, wished to spit out a mouthful of old blood, and was almost shocked into internal injuries.

He glanced at his worthless little apprentice, the blade in his hand hadn't even touched the skin, he was already crying and howling, wishing he could fall over with his whole body.

He rolled his eyes angrily, and bit his teeth to suppress the anger in his heart.

Try to say as calmly as possible: "Stop howling, the teacher hasn't cut the sword yet!"

"what!"

Hearing this, Liu'er's crying stopped abruptly.

It took him a while to react, turned his wrist, and found that it really didn't hurt at all.

He looked up at his master's face, which was darker than the bottom of the pot, and said timidly, "Master...Master, I...I didn't do it on purpose, but I was a little nervous."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a heat on his wrist.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Ma Langzhong was too lazy to talk nonsense with this incomprehensible little apprentice, so he picked up his usual technique of scraping people's bones and removing sores, raised his knife, and slashed his wrist cleanly and crisply.

Liu'er hardly felt any pain, only saw the bright red blood gushing out of his wrist immediately, with a warm touch.

"Di di da da" fell into the porcelain bowl on the table. The whole process felt unreal, and he froze in place for an instant, forgetting to scream and cry.

In the following process, Liu'er was surprisingly cooperative and surprisingly quiet.

He stared at the bright red blood, which kept gurgling from his wrist, feeling that it was pulled away from his body and gathered in the porcelain white bowl.

The bright red is particularly eye-catching, like a few red plum blossoms blooming on the vast snow field, which makes people's eyes have nowhere to hide, and they can't help but look at it.

A fishy and sweet smell began to permeate the surrounding air, which was the unique smell of blood.

It reminded Liu'er that he and his wife went to the market to buy vegetables and passed the fish stall.

The fishmonger smelled like this when he cut open the fish, but at this moment, he was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, with nowhere to escape.

Looking at it, he felt that his whole body was cold, and his whole body was shivering, and the more he tried to restrain the shaking, the stronger he became.

But I don't want to be scolded by the master for being worthless, and I don't look like a man at all.

I also don't want to be ridiculed by outsiders for being cowardly and unworthy to be the apprentice of the "Holy Hand of Boils", so I can only bear it desperately.

What was worse was that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe. He felt as if the air around him had been evacuated, becoming thinner and thinner, and it was very difficult to even take a breath.

Liu Yanhan next to him has already noticed Liu'er's abnormality.

His face was blue, his lips were pale, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

Even his eyes were staring blankly at his bleeding wrist, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

Xin said that what the child said was true, he did have haemorrhage.

So he hurried forward, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said: "Liu'er, close your eyes and don't look."

With support behind him, Liu'er's tense body suddenly relaxed, and his whole body was like a puddle of mud. Fortunately, Liu Yanhan supported him so that he would not slip off the desk.

"Senior Ma, Liu'er has passed out, stop quickly and help him stop the bleeding." Liu Yanhan shouted while supporting Liu'er.

At this moment, Ma Langzhong only cared about bloodletting, so he couldn't care less about it. Seeing that there was not enough blood in the bowl, he didn't intend to stop.

And said nonchalantly: "No way, no way, no way, if it's not enough to soak a veil, you have to put some more.

Don't worry, this child is very strong, he just passed away from fright, and he will be fine when he wakes up in a while. "

Seeing Ma Langzhong's relaxed tone, Liu Yanhan was suddenly a little angry.

He wanted to be a master, how could he not care about the safety of his own apprentice, as if going to the gambling shop to play money at this moment was more important than anything else, and the life and death of this little apprentice was not important to him at all.

He glanced at Liu'er who was paralyzed on the table and had already fainted.

At this time, his face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat on his forehead, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was enduring great anxiety and fear.

Liu Yanhan felt that this child was really pitiful. With such a gambling master, he couldn't even guarantee a stable life at the very least, let alone have a future.

"Hey, that's about it..."

Seeing it, the little bit of bright red blood finally collected almost half a bowl, enough to soak a square of veil.

Then Ma Langzhong let go of Liu'er's wrist, took out a pure white handkerchief from his bosom and threw it into the bowl, sucking all the blood, only the handkerchief was dyed bright red.

Afterwards, he carefully stuffed the sticky bloody handkerchief into his purse, and now he was finally ready for everything.

I don't want to delay any longer, I just want to go to the casino to try it out.

He didn't care to take a look at Liu'er who passed out, so he could only entrust He and Liu to take care of him first.

"Second gentlemen, don't wait for me. Six children will take care of you. The old man will go to the gambling house right now. Everyone, please stay here and wait for the good news. When I succeed, Snake Xinzi's prescription will definitely be handed over." offer."

After speaking, I can't wait to go out.

"Senior Ma, wait a minute." Not wanting to, He Qingqing stopped him again.

Ma Langzhong stopped in his tracks, turned his head impatiently, and asked, "Mr. He, what's the matter? There must be something left unfinished! Oops... I said why it is so troublesome to set up a Feng Shui bureau, and this, That’s it again, do you have any orders as soon as possible, if you slow down, all the work of this morning will be delayed.”

Seeing his eagerness to rush to the casino to reincarnate, He Qingqing knew that it was the gambling addiction in his heart that was at work.

I definitely can't listen to a single word of what I say now, so I don't intend to say anything more.

But based on the observation and understanding of Ma Langzhong in the gambling game yesterday, I know that he is eager for quick success and greedy.

On the gambling game, he doesn't know how to accept it when he sees it, and he is addicted to gambling and fighting, so the taboos of the Feng Shui Bureau have to be explained to him in detail.

So he solemnly told Ma Langzhong: "Senior Ma, there is nothing special, but before you go to the gambling house, I still have to say something more, you just need to win back the fields and old houses that you exported earlier. After that, leave the gambling house quickly, don't fight any more, understand?"

"what!"

Ma Langzhong was puzzled and disappointed and asked: "Could it be that this 'Please Luck Feng Shui Bureau' is like the previous 'Avoiding Evil and Prosperous Luck Talisman', and its effect is only a stick of incense?"

He Qingqing replied: "Oh, that's not true, it's just that after you get your upper body, you must be careful in everything, especially don't play night games in the casino, and you must come out of the casino before midnight."

"why?"

"Because the "Iron Armored General" enshrined in your house is the fate of someone else who helped you extradite, and the "blood handkerchief" you carry on your body is borrowed blood from others, and none of it belongs to you... "

He Qingqing's tone was cautious, without any jokes: "There is nothing to be afraid of in the blue sky and daytime, but this underground black gambling shop enshrines evil gods. When midnight arrives, it is the time when the evil spirit in the world is at its heaviest. You If you are still in it, it is easy to be backlashed and provoke a disaster of blood and light, I hope that you, senior, be careful, it is the best policy."

"Okay, I know everything..." He waved his hand to indicate that he already knew.

Knowing that asking the Feng Shui bureau for luck is not like the talisman for avoiding evil spirits and good luck, which has a time limit, Ma Lang's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

In this way, I still have a lot of time to play in the gambling house, and when I win enough money, I must show off my might.

"I must pay attention to the time and return earlier, don't worry!" He said, waved his hand, and ran away without looking back.

"Senior, I'm not joking...you..." He Qingqing chased to the door and wanted to rush to ask a few more words.

But looking at Ma Langzhong's back that was drifting away, she shook her head helplessly, and swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

He whispered: "Forget it, go, it's a blessing or a curse, it all depends on luck..."

"Hmm..." Liu'er, who was lying on the bed, rolled his eyelids, and let out a soft hum in his nasal cavity, finally waking up from his fainting.

Opening his eyes, he saw the familiar bed curtain in front of him, and he was lying safely in the medical hall.

He raised his hand to cover his drowsy head. At this time, he was surrounded by tents, the light was very dim, and he couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and he didn't know how long he had slept.

I only remember that I got angry with the master before, and was spat with a lot of blood by the master, and passed away after that, and I don't remember anything after that.

I touched my wrist and found that it had been bandaged to stop the bleeding, and the bandage was just right, except for a little pain, there was nothing serious about it.

At first glance, it was not bandaged by ordinary people, it must have been done by a skilled doctor.

Thinking that although the master cut the flesh and let the blood out, although he was a little bit cruel, he didn't give up completely, and he was dizzy and fainted, so he rescued him in time.

Although I am just an outcast picked up by my master, no matter what kind of situation I am in, whether life is difficult or not, the relationship between master and apprentice is naturally nothing to say.

Just as he was thinking, the bed curtain was lifted away with a "crash".

I saw Liu Yanhan standing by the bed with a bowl in hand, presumably to check how Liu'er was doing.

"Liu... Mr. Liu...", Liu'er was a little surprised.

He looked up and looked behind him, but he didn't see Ma Langzhong, but he saw He Qingqing walking over.

"Oh...you've woken up when you see the blood fainting. Do you know that you've been asleep for three days and three nights." He Qingqing couldn't help making fun of Liu'er when he saw Liu'er woke up.

Hearing about three days and three nights, Liu'er was immediately dumbfounded: "What... what? Three days and three nights, I... did I really sleep for three days?"

He grabbed the quilt helplessly and struggled to sit up.

But all of a sudden he got up in a hurry, his eyes darkened for a while, and he almost fell into the bed, but fortunately Liu Yanhan had quick eyes and hands to support him, so that he didn't really fall down.

"Pfft..." He Qingqing almost burst out laughing when he saw the kid in front of him believable in what he said.

"Why are you so honest, you kid? You believe everything you say! It's only a cup of tea that lied to you..."

He Qingqing held back a smile and said: "How did you become an apprentice of Senior Ma before? He is a doctor! Don't you even have this common sense when you are his apprentice? If people really sleep for three days and three Night, if you don’t sleep to death, you will starve to death.”

"I..." I wanted to refute something, but I was so clumsy with my tongue that I couldn't say a word.

After being teased by He Qingqing for a while, Liu'er lowered his head in shame, but he fainted from blood just now, and his face is still pale now.

No matter how embarrassing he was, there was no trace of blood on his face, it was just more ugly.

Liu Yanhan, who had been listening all the time, raised his elbow and lightly turned He Qingqing, signaling her to stop making fun of this unfortunate and poor child.

"Okay, Mr. He... The kid just woke up, so don't make fun of him."

He Qingqing raised her brows and said nothing more.

Liu'er raised his eyes and looked around, and found that there was no master in the room except Liu Yanhan and He Qingqing, so he asked, "Where is my master?"

He Qingqing told Liu'er the truth about Ma Langzhong's whereabouts: "Your good master has already gone to the gambling house to fight against the Quartet, how can he have time to take care of you, a brat? Before he left, he entrusted you to me and Mr. Liu to take care of you." It's..."

She patted Liu Yanhan on the shoulder and said: "Even the knife wound on your wrist was bandaged by Mr. Liu to stop the bleeding."

Hearing what He Qingqing said, Liu'er looked a little awkward. He looked down at the bandage on his wrist, grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly with one hand, and his face turned paler.

"Liu'er! What's the matter with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Seeing that his complexion was not good, Liu Yanhan asked with concern.

"Oh... no... no...", Liu'er came back to his senses, shook his head and denied it.

"It's fine if you don't have one. You fainted and passed out just now. If you feel unwell just after waking up, you must speak up in time, you know?"

"Well, thank you Mr. Liu for your concern." Liu'er nodded his thanks.

"By the way, I wanted to make some soup for you to soothe the nerves and calm the shock, but I just checked and found that there are no medicinal materials available in the medical center, so I had to boil some hot water, and you can drink some to calm the shock first."

Liu Yanhan handed the bowl in his hand to Liu'er, and said softly: "Be careful, it's still hot, be careful."

Although Mr. Liu in front of him is an outsider, Liu'er sounds extremely heartwarming when he is so concerned.

He remembered that when he was sick before, his mistress took care of her with care and care.

But since my wife and master passed away one after another, life at home has been getting worse day by day.

Master is a rough old man, he can't even take care of himself, let alone take care of others, he hasn't received such warm greetings for a long time.

Thinking of this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help getting wet.

"What's wrong with you!" Seeing Liu'er's sad expression, Liu Yanhan asked with concern.

"No...it's nothing..." Liu'er raised his finger and wiped the corners of his eyes indiscriminately.

He smiled and said, "The water vapor is a bit smudged to the eyes." After finishing speaking, he lifted his head from the bowl in his hand and drank it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." He Qingqing couldn't help smacking her lips when she saw the awkward look of the little furry boy in front of her.

She is usually the most reluctant to see others feel wronged but hold back.

So he said bluntly: "Forget it, there is nothing to be brave. You just say that your master went to the gambling shop to play money, and he left him cruelly. I feel very disappointed and sad, and I want to cry so I can't do it. Cover up It’s a secret, it’s not happy at all.”

Being poked at a sore spot, Liu'er's expression darkened.

Hastily defended: "I...I didn't hide it, and I didn't feel sad, I just...just..."

"Just what? Dare you be angry and dare not speak up?" He Qingqing asked back.

Liu'er became more anxious all of a sudden, he shouted at He Qingqing: "Master is a master, no matter what he does, I have no complaints."