reckless detective

Chapter 387 Unparalleled Spectrum (10)

Grain Rain, the last solar term in spring, the countryside is full of people singing cuckoo, and it is very busy.

In the village closest to the Wanxiong Gang, a tall horse ran fast and steadily.

Immediately there was a boy in Tsing Yi lying on his stomach.

The blood soaked the clothes on the young man's back, then dripped down the corners of the clothes onto the horse's body, and flowed down the horse's hair to the horse's belly.Every three steps the horse runs, a drop of blood drips from the horse's belly.

When the horse ran into the village, passers-by could no longer tell whether it was a human or a horse that was injured.

The kind-hearted villagers took the courage to lead the horse, and the horse obediently let the villagers lead it, as if it also knew that the villagers wanted to take him to the Yaohu's house in the village.

Yaohu's surname is Jin, he has a very down-to-earth name, and there are many golds.

Jin Zi collects herbs for a living, and he is not a doctor, but he has been dealing with medicinal materials for a long time, and his medical skills are no worse than that of a doctor. People in the village always ask him to get medicine for ailments.

The Wuchang asked how much gold was used to check the boy's wound: "How is it?"

Jin Ziduo frowned and said, "Blind Xiong scratched half his life."

Wu Chang said: "I think his horse and sword are good things, and you will definitely earn a lot of benefits."

Jin Ziduo looked at the sword tightly held in the young man's hand, and frowned even tighter.He responded indiscriminately, let the villagers disperse, and ordered his old woman to boil water and mix medicine, and only then began to treat the boy's wound.

The boy's injury was serious. A gap stretched from his left shoulder to his right lower back, forcibly dividing the flesh of his back into two halves. The shoulder blade was exposed at the deepest part of the wound.

Several blood vessels were still bleeding, and I don't know how he survived this journey.

After finally applying herbal medicine to stop the bleeding, the boy's breathing became weaker and weaker. The medicine man hurriedly took out a preserved old ginseng, cut a few slices, put a piece in the boy's mouth, and ordered the old woman to use the rest Boil a bowl of ginseng soup.

After eating a bowl of ginseng soup, the boy's life was finally saved.

Fortunately, the boy's recovery ability is also very strong. The next morning, when Jin Ziduo changed the boy's dressing, he woke up.

"I am..."

"You were seriously injured. If someone hadn't sent you here, you would have died last night." After changing the medicine, Jin Ziduo stood up and shouted outside the house, "Old woman! Kill an old hen at noon!"

"Are you awake?" The old woman poked her head and saw the young man looking at her, smiling so that the wrinkles on her face were full of kindness, "I said that the young man will be alive later, and he will definitely survive it. Just wait, I will give it to you at noon." Grandpa, eat stewed chicken!"

A strange emotion rose in the boy's heart. He also had a pair of loving parents, but unfortunately they died of illness early.

The father buried the mother and found that his own health was also declining.It happened that a Taoist priest accidentally ran into his son playing outside and intended to accept him as a disciple.

The father knew that he would not have much time to accompany his child, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

The seven-year-old child cried loudly, and his father promised that as long as he practiced martial arts well and became a hero, his father would take him back and cook him a delicious meal of meat.

The child did not dare to neglect at all, he was the first to get up to practice martial arts every morning, and when the teachers and brothers formed a circle to fight crickets after class, he always stayed to practice.

There was another kid who worked as hard as he did, and soon they became friends.

The child's name is Xiaobai.

Even the master who has always been strict, often smiles at the two of them.

Ten years later, the child had grown into a teenager, and the master called two apprentices.

"I have nothing to teach you, go down the mountain tomorrow, the rest of the road depends entirely on your own."

The young man respectfully said: "The disciple must give the master a face."

The master shook his head again and again, "If you do bad things, don't say you are my disciples, and you don't need to mention me if you do good things. When you leave here, right or wrong has nothing to do with the master."

Xiaobai is a helpless orphan, the boy said to Xiaobai: "You go to my house, my father's roasted meat is the most delicious."

The boy's heart is like an arrow, no matter how beautiful the scenery and the girl are, he can't let him take a second look. The two rushed all the way, and arrived at the boy's house within half a month.

Home is gone.

Only two houses remain.

A house occupied by people.

The young man inquired with his neighbors, only to find out that his father died of illness not long after he left, and he had no relatives around him when he was dying. Even the funeral was arranged with the help of kind neighbors.

The neighbor looked at the boy suspiciously, and tentatively said, "You can't be his lost son, right? I remember that his son was only six or seven years old..."

lost.

The father tried his best to plan everything for him, and even prevented him from being unfilial, but made himself a poor man who lost his son.

The boy stood silently in front of the house for a long time, and the young couple who occupied two rooms looked at him awkwardly.

That day was a bit special. From morning to night, the snow never stopped. It was not light snowflakes, but small snow particles like hail. When they fell down, they made a loud noise, as if they could directly smash into people's hearts.

The young man's body was stiff. At that moment, he had merged with the surrounding cold, and he was no longer in the world.

But after a while, he gradually warmed up again.

Thinking of his father, his heart started beating again, and the beating heart shattered the ice that had frozen in his blood vessels, and he became a living person again like the spring came.

How could his father be so obsessed with letting him live well?

Even though the family relationship lasted only seven years, his father taught him what a man should look like. This is something that many men have never learned even after spending 20 or 30 years.

"Go and see your father." Xiao Bai reminded.

In the cemetery at the east end of the town, the grave where the father and mother were buried together was very small, covered with weeds, and the tombstone was just a broken wooden board.

While tending the weeds, the boy said something to his parents in his heart.

The two of them came and rode the snow, and Xiao Bai looked back at the footprints that were about to be filled by the snow. It would be great if the snow could heal all the wounds in the world.

Jin Jin's extra couple reminded the young man of this past event.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, bowed his hands to Jin Jin with difficulty, and asked, "Uncle has saved my life, and I haven't asked you for your name yet."

Jin Ziduo said carelessly: "My name is Jin Ziduo, you can just call me Papa Jin."

"Daddy Jin." This address was so kind that the young man wanted to call out twice, "Daddy Jin, my name is Yan Ruyu."

Jin Jin took another look at the old woman who was busy in the kitchen, closed the door, and said to Yan Ruyu in a low voice, "How did you get your injuries?"

Just as Yan Ruyu was about to answer, Jin Ziduo waved his hand again and said, "Forget it, I won't ask you anymore, just remember, when someone asked, you said you were scratched by a bear in the forest, remember?"

"why?"

Jin Ziduo's eyes widened, "You can say whatever you want, and it's hard to save you, because it's a pity to die for nothing?"

Yan Ruyu found that Jin Ziduo really looked like a dignified father, with a stubborn temper and no one said anything.

Regarding his injury, would he die if he told the truth?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.

Yan Ruyu got up and got out of bed, and said to Jin Ziduo: "Thank you for saving your life, I have to go, I have an appointment with someone for a martial arts competition today, and I won't be able to make it any later."

Jin Ziduo cast a sideways glance at Yan Ruyu, and threw a rag on him, "Here, just hang yourself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Yan Ruyu believed his words, because he already felt the wound on his back was open, and a stream of blood was dripping down.

According to this situation, he would die before reaching the Ten Thousand Bears Gang.

Jin Ziduo looked at him contemptuously, "I don't save people who want to die. I wanted to treat you to a chicken dinner, but now it seems that I can avoid it. You can go."

Before Yan Ruyu could answer, the old woman opened the door and came in, grabbed the gold-rich ears and twisted them, saying, "Damn old man, let me see how I deal with you when I lose my temper with the child while I'm away!"

Jin Ziduo was still majestic like a big tiger just now, but as soon as the old woman entered the house, he immediately turned into a kitten, and tried every means to say good things to beg for mercy, and even looked at Yan Ruyu begging for help.

Just as Yan Ruyu opened his mouth, before he could utter the words of pleading, the old woman had already taken Yan Ruyu's arm, and while pulling him out, she said, "You're right! You're still sensible!"

"I... I haven't said anything yet!"

The old woman just continued: "Who made him ignorant, punish him not to eat! Let's just eat and ignore him!"

Yan Ruyu now feels that these two people are nothing like his parents, they are the strangest couple he has ever seen.

The old woman disciplined the old man like a son, but in fact, the old woman was like a spoiled little girl, and the old man was the one who spoiled her.

In the end, under the coercion and lure of Yan Ruyu not moving his chopsticks, the old woman finally gave the old man a bowl of rice.

After dinner, Jin Ziduo was helping Yan Ruyu change herbal medicine. Wu Zhang came, glanced at Yan Ruyu who was lying on the bed, and said that he had something important to discuss, Jin Ziduo had no choice but to put down the herbs in his hand and reluctantly left with him go out.

When he came back, Jin Ziduo’s face was ashen. Yan Ruyu asked him a few times, but he didn’t answer. He just glanced at the sword next to Yan Ruyu irritably, “Take it away, I don’t like iron objects for this medicine. .”

Yan Ruyu moved the sword away by half an inch, this was already his bottom line, even though Jin Zi glared at them viciously with the sword, he just pretended not to see it, and refused to move any more.

"Drink it."

After receiving a bowl of medicine from Jin Ziduo, Yan Ruyu fell into a drowsy sleep after drinking it.

Perhaps he lost too much blood and his body was too weak, so he slept very deeply.

Yan Ruyu vaguely felt that someone had entered the room, wanted to open her eyes, and wanted to raise her hand to hold the sword beside her, but she couldn't even lift her eyelids like a ghost crushing the bed.

Feeling sleepy, he thought: Maybe, this is just a dream.

The next dream came one after another. In the dream, there were Wu Cuo, Mr. Wu, and Xiao Bai. In the end, Baili Yiru and Diao Ruyi even appeared.

If Yan Ruyu knew what an unbelievable and absurd thing happened when he was having a sweet dream, he would definitely not sleep like this to death.

When Yan Ruyu woke up, he was already in a different place.

It was an extremely small room, so narrow that only a simple single wooden bed and a wooden ladder were placed, the whole room was almost filled.

There were no windows, and the room was dark, with a faint light coming through a crack in the roof.The old couple of Jin Zi Duo sat on a small space beside the bed, and the three of them filled the hut to the brim.

This is a cellar, Yan Ruyu felt deeply uneasy, and habitually reached out to touch the sword beside him.

gone!
"Where is my sword?"

Jin Ziduo quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Shh! The bandits from the Wanxiong Gang are outside!"

Hearing about the Wanxiong Gang, Yan Ruyu wanted to burst into tears, and couldn't bear it for a moment.

He turned over a lot of gold in one hand, climbed up the wooden ladder in two steps, and lifted off the wooden boards covering the roof.

The light hurt Yan Ruyu's eyes, he just frowned and looked around vigilantly.

In the backyard, the hut they were in just now was the vegetable cellar in the backyard.

There was silence all around, not to mention robbers, not even the daily sounds of the residents.

The door was wide open, and the room was in a mess, obviously broken over.

The unicorn Cang Yue tied to the backyard disappeared, Yan Ruyu's heart skipped a beat, he rushed into the house and searched around.

Wu Cuo's sword is also gone!

The old couple of Jin Ziduo also climbed out of the cellar tremblingly, "Finally, finally gone!"

Yan Ruyu sat down on the ground, not knowing what to do.

He killed Mr. Wu, and now he has lost his sword and BMW, so what face does he have to meet Wu Cuo?
(End of this chapter)