Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 58
The skinny man has grabbed the ground with his head, regardless of the mud, sand and rainwater on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, "My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!"

In the blink of an eye, the dignified Jinyiwei Qianhu was captured without even a chance to resist. When had he seen such a master?
I don't know that Jin Yiwei kicked the iron board this time!
What about just an ordinary imperial doctor? !

"Being frank and lenient may save you from suffering."

Gu Dan stepped forward, threw the other three immobile guys aside, and said in a cold voice: "After I finish asking you, I will ask the other three people again. If there is a half sentence that doesn't match... Do you want to know the doctor's name?" How did you save people and kill people at the same time?"

"My lord, I'm just following orders! In winter, the superior ordered me to keep an eye on this place, and to report any changes I found. Later, my lord, you never went out, and the superior asked me to keep an eye on an ordinary person who often came here. the common people
Until tonight at the wine table, the people said that there is a willow tree in your yard that looks like a midsummer, and we were dragged here after submitting the application. They really didn't know it! "

The lean man prostrated himself on the ground, shaking like a sieve, and pushed everything away in a few words.

"Ding Ji?"

The raindrops fell from the sky, bringing boundless coolness, Gu Dan looked around, and then asked, "Where are the others?"

Rumbling--

A thunderous thunder exploded from the sky, instantly turning the world white.

The light of thunder also illuminated the thin man's cheeks, which were as pale as paper, and it was not known whether it was sweat or rain that slid down his face.

"He He."

"Where's Ding Ji?!"

Gu suddenly felt worried, and realized something was wrong.

The lean man who had been kowtowing was about to hit his head on the ground suddenly, just look at the ferocious force, his head would surely fall to pieces on the ground and there would be no more sound.

The head was suspended in mid-air, and a palm stopped there first.

"I would rather die than dare to speak?"

Gu Dan seemed to understand something, and lightly landed on the thin man's chest with a light palm, dissipating all his strength, and then sealing the meridian, ensuring that he could only be like a living dead within half an hour, with a clear mind and a healthy body. But he doesn't listen.

This method is called sealing the acupoints, and it is not a very ingenious method. It is only useful when there is a big difference in strength. The same method is too weak for the martial artist who has practiced viscera. It is still Gu Dan. The dungeon is a method learned when treating the powerful people in the world.

He moved the other three to the side and interrogated them one by one. Xun Ke, who heard the movement, got up at night and walked out with a candle.

The light from the candle was not bright. In the faint light, Xun Ke saw Mr. Gu who was cold and misty, like a person wandering away from the world. His eyes were so cold that it made people tremble.

For a moment, he froze directly, not daring to speak.

Gu Dan looked over, his lips twitched, and he warned: "It's cold tonight, wear more."

Subconsciously nodding and going back to the room, Xun Ke couldn't forget Mr. Gu's almost suffocating gaze when he looked at him for a long time.

Putting down the nearly inhuman Jinyiwei Qianhu in his hand, Gu Dan stood up.

He pulled out two umbrellas from the house and hugged Cang, who was still sleeping peacefully, in his arms.

And covered Cang with the small quilt that Mo Qiu sent in winter to keep out the damp and cold, and waited for Xun Ke to change his clothes.

"Let's go, I'll send you to the Imperial Hospital to sleep tonight, and I'll be back soon."

Gu Dan held an umbrella to block out the cold rain, his voice was calm and waveless.

Xun Ke obediently followed behind him, hesitant to speak several times, but in the end he could only obediently follow.

Came to Tai Hospital, woke up the sleeping Xu Zhian, Gu Dan handed Cang Xian to him to take care of him.

"Something happened to a friend, I have to go there. Cang is too young to stay in the house alone, so I can only trouble Uncle Xu."

Gu Dan said this to Xu Zhian.

Xu Zhian looked Gu Dan up and down, took Cang carefully, waved his hand impatiently and scolded: "What do you know about taking care of children? You haven't even married yourself! It's time to raise me here, go go go! "

The night was getting darker.

Gu Dan held the thin man in one hand and walked towards Ding Ji's house step by step.

The little half of his body was hanging on the ground, being dragged along the way.

Rain, mud, and even all kinds of small stones wear down the trouser legs, and then cut the skin
The closer he was to Ding Ji's house, the more frightened and helpless the thin man's face became, and even the pain on his body seemed nothing.

When Gu Dan pushed open the courtyard door that he had patronized once, the thin man hated himself for not killing himself sooner because he saw the situation was not good.

The rainwater spread and flowed on the ground, washing away the bloodstains.

With just one glance, Gu Dan saw the figure lying on the ground with the body separated.

Silently walked forward, picked up Ding Ji's head from the muddy water, looked at those eyes that were still wide open, almost irresistible anger surged from his chest.

Over the past 16 years, many people have left around him, both acquainted and unfamiliar.

The imperial physician Ling Pang Qi who gave him 300 taels of silver, and the imperial physician Lin who presented "The Essentials of Jinchuang" as a gift, and Xiong Qihu, who has been the owner of the museum for several years after Mo Qiu fought for his ideals, is now Ding Ji again.

Some were killed by unreasonable disasters, some fought for a future for themselves, and the only similarity is that they never come back.

He had never seen the appearance of those people when they were killed, so he felt a bit at ease in his heart.

If you don't look at it, you don't have it, right?

The world is too bitter, how many partings.

He would rather seal himself in a small courtyard, silently accumulating strength and wait for the immortals to appear in the world, than make friends and watch them die helplessly due to various reasons.

Life has weight, the more you care about, the greater the weight.

Knowing that parting will come, it is better not to meet at all.

But but ah!
When he saw Ding Ji's unrepentant eyes, Gu Dan found himself shaken.

Self is not ruthless, human heart has its own.

The wren nests in the deep forest, but only one branch; the rat drinks the river but is full of belly.

The journey of life intersects briefly, and the past days are plain but real.

Passing away does not mean taking away the future, let alone taking away the memory.

The eyelids drooped, and Gu Dan stretched out his hand to close his eyes for Ding Ji.

"I will avenge you."

He said.

Putting the separated corpses together, Gu Dan looked not far away.

The silent child and the woman whose skin was covered with bruises and whose chest was blood-stained from a piercing.

Gu Dan took off his shirt to cover her body.

Walking into the inner room, the three children inside were also lifeless, the oldest one was hugged by Gu Dan, and he was called Uncle.

Back in the courtyard, the spring rain was still falling.

Without an umbrella to cover, the rain is really cold, and it is bone-chilling when it falls on people.

Gu Dan looked at the thin man lying on the ground unable to move.

"Have you ever heard of a medicine that can make people eat their hearts like ten thousand ants, and they can't die?"

(End of this chapter)