Concubine

Chapter 73 Bloody Disaster

The back mountain is not very high but rather steep. The mountain is covered with lush pine trees, and the weeds are almost half the height of a person. A narrow path leads directly to the top of the mountain. The little black dog walked up the path with his head down and smelling the smell. Yang Qiuchi He followed behind panting, stopping from time to time to wipe off his sweat, and then climbed up again wheezing.

When approaching the top of the mountain, the little black dog stopped, looked up at Yang Qiuchi, then lowered his head and snorted a few times.

Yang Qiuchi knew there was a situation. This little black dog is very psychic. If it is chasing the enemy, it will jump straight after finding the enemy's trace, just like how it caught Hu San that day, but if it is chasing one of its own, it will not say a word , let the master make the decision.Now it doesn't move or bark, so it shouldn't be missing, but Qin Zhihui is nearby.

Yang Qiuchi stopped to take a breath, and looked around. This place is not far from the top of the mountain, the slope is relatively gentle, and there are a few scattered small pine trees growing here.

Yang Qiuchi bent down and walked up slowly. After a few steps, he saw a small flat ground with a faint figure of a woman.Yang Qiuchi lay on the ground, crawled forward a few meters, parted the grass, and saw clearly that there was a grave on the small flat ground, covered with grass, without a tombstone. In front of the grave were incense candles, tribute fruits, a wine cup and A small jug of wine.A woman squatted in front of the grave, burning paper money, with a small black cloth parcel beside her.

The distance was only seven or eight meters, and Yang Qiuchi could tell from the back that it was his newlywed concubine Qin Zhihui.

The mountain wind blew gently, and rolled up the ashes of paper money in front of the grave, fluttering, and faintly heard Qin Zhihui's softly crying words:
"Sister Ruolan, my sister is incapable of avenging you... She treats me so well... I can't be cruel enough to kill him..."

Kill him?Who to kill?Is Qin Zhihui going to kill me?Ruolan?Didn't Qin Zhihui say that Ruolan is still alive?Could it be that what she said was a lie, and it was simply a plan to delay the attack?Then this Ruolan was probably the little girl who committed suicide by throwing herself into the well. Qin Zhihui wanted to avenge her, which showed that the two had a deep relationship, to the point where Qin Zhihui used the method of dying with herself to avenge her.

It seemed that she was going to kill herself last night. No wonder she woke up from a nightmare last night. She sat on the bed and looked at herself. At that time, she might be thinking about whether to kill herself or not.Fortunately, I put the little black dog in the room. When the little black dog discovered her behavior, he barked and woke himself up.

Yang Qiuchi really wanted to know if Qin Zhihui would kill herself if the puppy didn't bark.

Then since she wanted to kill herself, why did she want to have sex with him?Just to paralyze yourself?Yang Qiuchi felt hurt in his heart.

Qin Zhihui was still crying softly and said: "Sister Ruolan, he is completely different from before..., Sister Ruolan, we are sisters,...I am leaving now, leaving this place forever..."

The paper money was also burned, Qin Zhihui knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed a few times, took the small package, stood up, and walked along the mountain road with her head down and sobbing.

Yang Qiuchi stood up and called softly, "Zhihui!" He took a step forward, wanting to grab Qin Zhihui's hand.

Qin Zhihui was taken aback, her face turned pale, she took a step back, without saying a word, turned around and walked to the grave with the black bag in hand.

Yang Qiuchi followed, looked at the lonely grave covered with grass, and felt desolate in his heart, "This is Ruolan's grave, isn't Ruolan the maid who threw herself into the well after she was pregnant with my child? She... …

Before she finished speaking, Qin Zhihui turned around and stabbed Yang Qiuchi in the chest with a flash of cold light!

She turned her back to Yang Qiuchi, Yang Qiuchi didn't see her pull the knife out of the package at all, he was caught off guard, and before he even had time to scream, the short blade had already pierced into his chest.

Blood splashes!
The little black dog was stunned by what happened in front of him. He couldn't believe that the hostess would kill his master. It was only at this lightning moment that the short blade had already pierced Yang Qiuchi's chest. When he reacted, he let out a low growl, and was about to pounce on him.

"Xiao Hei, don't!" Yang Qiuchi roared.

The little black dog stopped, the short blade was stuck in Yang Qiuchi's chest, Qin Zhihui's hand holding the short blade was trembling, she was stunned by her behavior, she pulled out the knife suddenly, threw it on the ground, rushed over and panicked with her hands She tightly covered the wound on Yang Qiuchi's chest, and blood oozed from between her white fingers.

"Why don't you hide?" Qin Zhihui burst into tears, pressing on Yang Qiuchi's wound in a panic.

Yang Qiuchi smiled wryly, should I hide?Can I hide?You didn't say a word, just stabbed him with a knife.But it seems that you didn't really want to kill me. After the knife pierced two layers of clothes, the tip of the knife pierced into the chest muscle, but it didn't penetrate the chest cavity. It was a minor injury at best.But it still hurts.

Seeing her like this, she seemed to regret it a bit, so she pretended to scare her.

Yang Qiuchi looked at the grass-covered grave and smiled miserably: "I must have done many things to offend this girl in the past, so you want to kill me. Since I deserve what I did, why hide from her?"

Qin Zhihui shook her head desperately, pressed tightly on Yang Qiuchi's chest wound, unable to say anything.

Although the wound was not deep, blood still kept coming out. Qin Zhihui said in a panic, "What to do, what to do!" Tears fell down.

Yang Qiuchi shook his head, and fell limply in front of Miss Ruolan's grave, closing his eyes tightly.Qin Zhihui yelled loudly, pressing the wound on Yang Qiuchi's chest in a hurry, tears streaming down her face: "Husband...you are going to die...and I won't live..."

Yang Qiuchi felt hot, opened his eyes, and stroked her hair: "Don't be stupid, don't you want me to die?"

"No~! I don't want~!" Qin Zhihui shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face.

Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, it seems that she really didn't want to kill herself, but in the special scene in front of Ruolan's grave, maybe it was a certain oath that forced her to do it.Yang Qiuchi asked in a weak voice: "Zhihui, are you still killing me?"

Qin Zhihui shook her head and cried, "I won't kill you! Husband, I won't kill you again. Even if Sister Ruolan blames me, I won't kill you."

"Help me sit up!" Yang Qiuchi said, "Don't worry, you go and help me gather some herbs to stop the bleeding, and I'll be fine." Although the wound is not deep, the bleeding still needs to be stopped.Yang Qiuchi still knows the commonly used herbal medicine to stop bleeding.

Qin Zhihui felt relieved after hearing Yang Qiuchi's words, she nodded with tears in her eyes, and helped Yang Qiuchi to sit up.Asked: "What herbal medicine? I will pick it."

"Dijin grass, also called milk grass." Pointing to the grass that looks like small lotus leaves growing on the grave, "that is, just pull a few handfuls and mash it and apply it on the wound." Yang Qiu Chi unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the wound on his chest, with blood still oozing out.Yang Qiuchi knew forensic medicine well, but Qin Zhihui cried again when she saw so much blood.While crying, he hurried to pick herbs.

Qin Zhihui put the ground brocade grass that she had picked into her mouth and chewed it until she was about to apply it to Yang Qiuchi. Yang Qiuchi waved his hand and pointed to the white wine that was offered as a tribute in front of the grave: "Disinfect with white wine first!"

Qin Zhihui took the small pot of white wine and slowly poured it on Yang Qiuchi's wound, washing the wound, and Yang Qiuchi grinned and screamed in pain.Qin Zhihui hurriedly used her mouth to gently blow on Yang Qiuchi's wound, it was cool and comfortable.Yang Qiuchi said: "Okay, apply herbs."

Qin Zhihui carefully applied the herbal medicine to the wound, tore off a strip of cloth from her skirt, and bandaged Yang Qiuchi's wound.The wound was not deep in the first place, and this herbal medicine was also quite effective. In a short while, the wound stopped bleeding.

(End of this chapter)