Jin Yuxing, a mouse and cat

Yan Chasan wrote a letter, and in order to avoid being intercepted by the spies of King Xiangyang, he finally called Ouyang Chun to deliver it immediately.

The pale gray sky outside the house had already darkened, and a candle lamp was erected on the round table inside the house. Han Zhang supported the table with one hand and looked at the bed from time to time.Bai Yutang quietly closed his eyes, lying on the bed under the quilt and still not waking up.

The lattice door was suddenly opened, Han Zhang was startled, and quickly stood and looked over. Standing at the door was Jiang Ping, with a haggard look on his face, giving the impression that he was much older. "Second brother, is fifth still awake?"

Han Zhang was silent, watching him turn around and close the door, walk to the bed and glance at Bai Yutang before sitting down. "What happened outside?" Han Zhang asked as if the footsteps of walking up and down hadn't stopped since just now.

"Mr. asked people to hang the white silk on the top and bottom of the mansion. The eldest brother thought it would be better to take it down, so as not to stimulate him again when the fifth brother wakes up." Jiang Ping put his hands on the table and said softly. The dressed white satin trembled a little looking at him, except for the fifth younger brother, the one who was hit the hardest belonged to the husband.

Bai Yutang opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils were dull, his face was white, looking at the roof in a daze, he felt as if a piece of his chest was missing, empty.

Han Zhang watched the person on the bed move, and immediately walked over to have a look, "Fifth Brother, you finally woke up!"

Bai Yutang moved his eyes to look at him expressionlessly, opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Just wake up, I'll call someone else." Han Zhang said excitedly and went out to call someone.

Then a group of people came in, Yan Chasan changed into casual clothes and came in with Lu Fang, behind them was Han Zhang, and then stood Xu Qing and the old doctor who was pulled by him.

Bai Yutang sat up, it was dark outside the door, the candlelight beside the table was particularly dazzling, he looked at the people who came in one by one, but he didn't see the shadow of the person in his heart, he slowly lowered his eyelids.

"Come on, make room, I'll take a look at him." The old doctor walked up to Jiang Ping and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

Bai Yutang grabbed the quilt to prevent him from touching his wrist, everyone gradually gathered around, Jiang Ping looked at it, took a step up and sat on the side of the bed, "Fifth brother, do you feel uncomfortable, let the old doctor show you .” Jiang Ping spoke softly, slowly persuading him.

Bai Yutang moved his lips, touched his throat, looked at Jiang Ping and shook his head.

Jiang Ping stood up and frowned and looked at the others. The old doctor looked at Bai Yutang carefully, frowned, and said to Jiang Ping, "Let your brother try to say something."

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Ping glared at him.The old doctor wiped his sweat with a smile, and pointed to Bai Yutang.

"Fifth brother, say something first." Jiang Ping pressed the side of the bed and looked at him.

Bai Yutang frowned, his face was pale and bloodless, his muddy eyes looked up at Jiang Ping in a daze, and he slowly shook his head.He looked away and looked at the others, there was no Zhan Zhao, no cat...

Jiang Ping felt cold all over, and hurriedly pulled the old doctor, "Look, what's going on?"

Seeing the panic of the fourth brother, Lu Fang's eyebrows twitched, and he felt vaguely uncomfortable. Before he calmed down, Han Zhang had already asked, "What's wrong with the fourth brother?"

"It seems, it seems...can't speak anymore." Jiang Ping turned around and muttered.

Several people suddenly opened their eyes wide and crowded to the bedside, "Fifth brother, fifth brother..." There was a burst of sad cries, Bai Yutang frowned slightly and his eyes calmed down completely. He looked down at the quilt expressionlessly at the head of the bed, but turned a deaf ear to everything around him.

It was the first time for the old doctor to see such a strange patient, and he was calmer than anyone else when he couldn't speak. It's only the patient's own problem. "Guys, he's fine. He just needs to have a good rest. As for speaking, I still have to enlighten you."

"How do you enlighten me? Don't bluff!" Xu Qing grabbed his collar and shouted.

The old doctor was so frightened that his whole body trembled, feeling like his old bones were falling apart.Yan Chasan told Xu Qing to let go quickly, he paid the taels of silver happily, and asked the master to send the old doctor back.

Seeing that the grown-up is quite polite, the old doctor stopped and said: "The person who tied the bell is needed to untie the bell. Why did he faint? Naturally, this matter must be resolved before he can recover." After finishing speaking, the old doctor stepped out of the door.

Several people looked at each other, Lu Fang got a cup of warm water and walked to the bed, "Fifth Brother, take a sip first, don't think too much." Lu Fang couldn't bear it, because he didn't want Fifth Brother to see him pity him expression, he moved his face away.

Bai Yutang couldn't speak, and several people were also silent. Bai Yutang slowly moved his lips closer to take a sip, then pushed back the teacup, and waved at them.

"Fifth, are you telling us to leave?" Xu Qing said.

Yan Chasan looked at Bai Yutang as if he felt that he had lost all energy and vitality, and the white clothes seemed bleak. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Fang and found that Lu Fang was also looking at him. Same sad.

"Let him be alone, let's go out first." Lu Fang said to the crowd, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and told Bai Yutang uneasy, "Fifth brother, you can't run around, just stay in the room .”

It took a long time for Bai Yutang to raise his head slowly, his eyes were dull and lifeless, his hair covered some of his forehead, Bai Yutang slowly opened his mouth and nodded lightly.

Several people went out back and forth, and the door was closed with a creak.Bai Yutang curled up his legs and hugged the quilt, feeling his whole body being shaken by surging chills, cat, cat... the tip of his nose was so sore, Bai Yutang pressed his forehead to the quilt, and scratched with his left hand. Tears slowly flowed down my hair...

When it was Pingdan, the sky was already covered with a layer of gray clouds, desolate and desolate, with invisible frost and dew in the air, which stimulated the person's intuition, and the biting cold wind was blowing around, feeling colder than yesterday some.

Suddenly, with a bang, a closed window was suddenly opened by the gust of wind, hanging in the air at an oblique angle and shaking violently.

Bai Yutang had been lying on the bed all night, and his fingertips pressing the edge of the bed moved slightly, as if they were numb.The window was still swaying back and forth for a while, but it didn't affect him anymore. Bai Yutang lowered his head, only a few long candles were burning on the table, and the imprint on his face looked stiff and Extraordinarily quiet, he stared at the jade flute held in his left hand, nothing could disturb him.

The numbness twitched one after another, slowly slipping up from the fingertips to the wrist and then up to the elbow. Bai Yutang moved his arm, raised his hand and slowly pressed it under his eyes, the tears had dried up.He felt that all the tears in his life had been shed, and he couldn't cry anymore, but he couldn't vent the dullness accumulated in his chest, and this breathless feeling tormented him every moment.

The word Zhan engraved on the jade flute was obvious. He should put the flute away and put everything behind him for the time being. Bai Yutang should cheer up and take revenge on those who killed the cat first, but he Not so great, not as open-minded as watching others' joys and sorrows, isn't he also the one who killed the cat?It's just that he hated why he was so stupid, he didn't realize that the cat was hiding things from him, and he didn't want to share life and death with him!He also complained about leaving Zhan Zhao here alone, and from now on, he might only be able to chase phantoms in his dreams and never see him again.He doesn't believe in immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods, but at this moment, he is holding a little bit of luck to make himself feel at ease. Maybe one day he will come back, so even if he has to pay half of his life... as long as he can come back alive, then even if he uses his life to exchange.

On a tall building in a corner of Xiangyang Prince's Mansion, a room is filled with fiery red candlelight. The windows are fastened tightly, and a gray and blue curtain with silk ribbons is hung. The room is beautiful, and the hem of the window There was a small square table, and two chairs upholstered with white cotton were placed opposite to each other. A child sat on the chair, with big eyes and round eyes, wrapped in a gray cotton jacket. He was eating crispy candies while looking into the distance. next to the bed.On one side, several high cabinets with pear patterns inlaid with gold stood beside the wall, and several tall blue vases were placed steadily in the corner.Zhao Duan sat quietly at the solid black wood round table in Fang Zhengyang, behind him stood the upright Yingsi.

Not far from the table, a large screen with snowy and dark nights unfolded, which just separated half of the bed.

An old man beside the bed lowered his head slightly, a horizontal row of shining silver needles stuck in the top of his hair, this man has thin shoulders and long fingers, he walked sideways to the shelf beside the bed and wrung out the wet cloth slightly, Walk over and bend over to wipe the face of the person sleeping on the bed.

The person lying on the bed is Zhan Zhao, that's right, his moon-white collar has been stained with blood, and the blood has dried to black. The old man is Mei Ling. The blood was slowly wiped away bit by bit, Zhan Zhao's lips turned white, with bloodshot wrinkles.

After dealing with these, Mei Ling felt a headache. The reason why the child was unconscious was because of excessive blood loss. There were not many serious injuries, but the shallow and deep wounds on both arms were too difficult to treat, and the clothes were covered with blood. Seeing the open wounds sticking together, it looked extraordinarily dazzling.

Mei Ling pressed her eyebrows and walked out of the screen to look at Zhao Duan and said, "I need scissors."

As soon as Zhao Duan raised his head, Yingsi behind him had already left, took out a pair of large scissors from the cabinet and walked over to him.

Mei Ling coldly took it and walked back to the bed, carefully cut off the clothes from each wound, the child's arm was so injured that it was unbearable to see, if it wasn't for cleaning it up, Mei Ling couldn't bear to look at it again Now, the white skin on the arm is bloody and bloody with cuts made by something.

Invoking Yingsi to fetch hot water, Mei Ling slowly cleaned the wounds on Zhan Zhao's arms. He clearly saw the child wrinkle his brows and slap his body, so he can feel how painful it must be. After taking the hemostatic powder, Mei Ling tied up the wounds on Zhan Zhao's hands with gauze.

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