The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 38
Ling Tuisi took a few steps forward, and suddenly stretched out his arm, and put his index finger and middle finger on Zhao Qing's wrist through the sleeve.

I just feel that this woman's pulse is not strong, her pulse rate is slow, and in terms of her internal strength, she can't even be called third or fourth rate, so she can't help but feel relieved.

The cultivation of internal strength is the most basic aspect of a person who learns martial arts.A true master of internal energy has a strong pulse and is extremely difficult to hide.

Moreover, tapping the pulse with fingers is only half a step away from grasping the acupuncture points on the wrist.If you are a real master, you will never let your vitals be controlled by others, and there will always be some reactions under your instinct.

Ling Tuisi considered himself to be a top player among the second-rate players, and this time he launched an investigation, and the conclusion was reached.

But he didn't know that Zhao Qing integrated internal and external profound skills, and he could control his body freely, even to stop his heart for a moment, he could easily do it, and it was naturally effortless to control the changes of pulse.

And she is also confident that with Ling Tuisi's skill, there is absolutely no possibility of restraining her wrist.

"This doctor, please take care of my little girl's face injury. If it works, I will be grateful."

Ling Tuisi said something briefly, then ordered Ma Daming to open the courtyard door and lead Zhao Qing upstairs, and then left with his men, heading towards the prison.

The wall of the small courtyard is very low, with a few willow trees planted inside, and a dozen pots of blooming flowers are placed on the adjacent wall, all of which are neatly trimmed, apparently carefully cared for by someone.

There is a very tall small building in the courtyard, but it occupies a small area. There is only a closed window on the high place, but it is more like a tall square tower that imprisoned the princess in a western fairy tale.

Ma Daming consciously stood in the yard as a warning.

At the bottom of the small building was a small door that was ajar. Zhao Qing pushed the door in and walked up the stairs. In the dark, he heard a slight creaking sound from the stairs.When I got to the top of the building, I saw a half-open door on the left, and it was still dark inside.

Suddenly there was a sound of flint striking fire from the door, and finally there was light in the room.

"Who's here?" The clear and soft girl's voice sounded, and she was a beautiful and refined beauty, but when she appeared after that, it was shockingly terrifying.

It was a 23-year-old woman with a graceful figure in light yellow clothes.

However, seventeen or eight knife marks were drawn horizontally and vertically on her face, and bright red muscles were turned out, making the facial features crooked.

But judging from the undamaged and exquisitely clear skin on her body, the other party must have been a peerless beauty with a beautiful face.

In addition, she has an aura as light as a chrysanthemum and as clear as a narcissus, which is much better than Shui Sheng, Qi Fang and others.

Zhao Qing knew that the woman in front of her was Ling Tuisi's daughter and Ding Dian's lover Ling Shuanghua.

The scars on her face, though horrific, are a testament to the life-and-death relationship between the two.Although the beauty on the face is gone, the beauty in the heart remains forever.

"Miss Ling, I'm here to treat your face." Zhao Qing walked into the room and put down the medicine box. "It's also for the relationship between you and Ding Dian."

"You were found by my father, right?" Ling Shuanghua didn't want his ruined appearance to be watched by strangers, turned his back to Zhao Qing, and said in a calm voice with unspeakable firmness: "My face injury doesn't need to be treated. , even if it is cured, I will scratch the scar again."

Ding Dian has been in prison all this time, and the possibility of finding a doctor is very slim. On the contrary, Ling Tuisi has often sent people to patrol and guard the area these days. The doctor must have given his permission to come in.

Indoors, a candle is lit on the table, and there is a wooden chair and a wooden bed beside it.A white linen curtain, a thin quilt, and a cloth pillow are hung on the bed.Apart from these, there was nothing else left, which showed Ling Tuisi's attitude towards his daughter now.

Zhao Qing glanced at the empty room, and said softly: "Miss Ling, you misunderstood. I did claim that the villain Ling Tuisi found me, but in fact it was for the sake of cheapness. Hero Ding Dian is my friend, and I am I sincerely came to heal your wounds."

After being silent for a while, Ling Shuanghua twirled the corner of his clothes and said softly: "If you don't have any evidence, I won't believe it easily." Although the tone was light, it made people feel an indescribable loneliness and desolation.

Looking at this lonely but strong girl, Zhao Qing also replied softly: "Miss Ling, I naturally have enough evidence to be trusted. It is impossible for Ling Tuisi to know the Liancheng Sword Art, but I can recite it to you. .”

"The first character is 'four', the second character is '41', the third character is '33', the fourth character is '53', and the fifth character is 'eighteen'..."

In order to win Ling Shuanghua's trust, Zhao Qing asked Ding Dian for the full text of Liancheng Jue in advance, and asked Ling Shuanghua to compare it with what Ding Dian told her before.

Ling Tuisi tried so hard to get the Liancheng Jue from Ding Dian, but at this moment she took it as evidence to win his daughter's trust, and said it lightly and honestly.

After listening to a series of numbers, Ling Shuanghua turned around again, looked at Zhao Qing, and apologized: "I really misunderstood you just now. Brother Ding, is he... okay? You just said that you came here for my relationship with Brother Dian , can you tell me in detail?"

"No hurry, let me take a closer look at your face first. There should be hope for healing." By the dim candlelight, Zhao Qing carefully examined the depth of the scar on Ling Shuanghua's face.

In fact, the method she is going to use is inspired by modern skin grafting surgery. Relying on precious medicine, acupuncture and moxibustion, coupled with divine illumination to activate the potential of the human body, there should be a high probability of success.

However, it will take at least a month or two for the new skin to fully grow.During this period of time, you need to take care of it from time to time to keep the dressing disinfected.If everything goes well, Ling Shuanghua's ruined appearance will probably be restored to [-]% to [-]% of its original appearance.

……

Ling Mansion, flower hall.Although it was late at night, the hall was brightly lit.

This place is very close to the flower garden of Ling Mansion, and the faint fragrance of flowers floats in from the window.

Ling Tuisi, dressed in casual clothes, looked at Ding Dian, who was shackled and just brought out of the prison.Today's handcuffing interrogation was earlier than usual.

Di Yun has already escaped from prison, and his previous plan to get out Ding Dian's secret failed.In addition to making a fuss about her daughter's situation, it seems that the only way to go is to ask questions with poison.

Of course, both of these two methods have their own flaws, and they should be absorbed and integrated in order to achieve the appropriate effect.

The gang members on both sides raised their whips and whipped them repeatedly. Ding Dian held his head high and chest out, receiving the whipping forcefully. His eyes were full of anger, and he looked straight at Ling Tuisi who was sitting in the first place.

Although Ding Dian has practiced Shenzhao Gong for a long time and has a peaceful mind, the more he misses the beauty of his old life, the more angry he feels at Ling Tuisi who ruined the one he loved.

"Ding Dian, are you going to talk about 'Lianchengjue' and "Shenzhaojing" today? If you don't say it, you'll have to continue smoking for another hour." A big man with a horse face in gang attire held a whip full of blood and said loudly drank.

"Chai Da, step back. Hero Ding, I have something to say to you." Ling Tuisi waved his hand and stopped the whipping with a sound.

Ding Dian touched the blood that had just been spat out on his body, the iron chain in his hand shook a few times, and looked coldly at Ling Tuisi and the others.

At this moment, with a soft bang, the long window in the hall opened without any wind, and a black figure flashed in swiftly, and the sharp sword flashing with blue light stabbed straight at Ling Tuisi.

"There are assassins!"

(End of this chapter)