The exquisite space of the ruffian concubine

Chapter 78 Who Poisoned?

It was indeed a human, not a ghost, with a nose and eyes, its shadow was imprinted on the wall, and its feet did not float into the air.

The man was old, his hair was mostly gray, his eyes were very dark, lifeless, he sat huddled in the corner of the wall, his teeth were clenched tightly, the corners of his mouth kept bleeding, and he fell to the ground, forming a puff. A small puddle of blood.

I don't know if it's because the light from the flint is too weak, or because the moonlit night has changed everything, but Duan Yiming always feels that the blood seems to be black, as black as ink.

"Who... are you?" He asked boldly.

But he didn't hear the answer, because the old man turned his body and passed out.

It's not that Duan Yiming doesn't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods. In fact, he believes in it more than anyone else, but he never wants to admit it.

In the past, the reason why he dared to hang out with Zhao Lingling, who had "run into the evil", was because he made a bet with a bunch of cronies, whoever could get Zhao Lingling would be able to open the flowery and jade-like flower. The buds of Qing people.

Such a person would neither be so bold as to refuse to save him, nor would he be so bold as to immediately save him.He stood there, hesitating, weighing, unable to make up his mind for a long time.

In the middle of the night, who would sit on the street vomiting blood for no reason?Could this person be some kind of elf?

But if he was really a human being, and died because of his own suddenness, wouldn't that ghost...will be like what storytellers often say...surrounding him...for a long time...

Thinking of that scene, his teeth thumped involuntarily, his whole body seemed to be pierced by countless tiny ice needles, he gritted his teeth and became ruthless, in the end he rushed forward and carried the old man on his back .

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In Qiaoying Restaurant, Meng Xiaosuo was washing up and getting sleepy, when suddenly he heard a hasty knock on the door.

The old lady Wang next door was also woken up by the sound, and said to herself, "I'm afraid it's Xiaoshu who came back."

"I'm here, and someone else is outside." Meng Xiaosuo said, sticking his head out of the window, and saw Duan Yiming standing at the door with someone behind his back, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Who is it?" Gu Zhiyuan did not know when he came to Meng Xiaosu's door, and the faint moonlight fell from the window onto his face.Because he didn't change his face, his expression returned to the previous gentleness and indifference, which made Meng Xiaosuo feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity and peace of mind.

"It's Duan Yiming." She said.

"I'll go take a look with you." Gu Zhiyuan frowned, and was about to walk up the stairs.

"Wait, can he see what you look like now?" Meng Xiaoshu couldn't help but glared at him. This man looked a little foolish, but he was actually very shrewd. Why did he suddenly become confused?
Gu Zhiyuan stopped in his tracks, stretched out his hand to touch the face that had no Yirong, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm the one who suddenly."

"With his ability, he can't hurt me. I'll go down and have a look." Meng Xiaosuo said, turned and went downstairs.Opening the door, he looked coldly at Duan Yiming in front of him.

"Miss Meng, save her!" Duan Yiming wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, hurriedly put the person on his back down, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Meng Xiaosuo lit the oil lamp, frowned and sized up the person he carried.Just took a look and was taken aback.

The man's beard and hair were half gray, his face was wrinkled, and he was wearing a shabby gray dress. Wasn't he the old man she just met today, that Yun Feitian pretended to be?

"What happened to him?" she asked quickly.

"I don't know. When I passed by the street, I saw him sitting on the ground vomiting blood, so I..." Duan Yiming frowned tightly, almost twisted into twists, "If it wasn't for fear of being haunted by this old man's ghost, my young master I won't cause such a trouble for myself!"

Meng Xiaosuo nodded, without further ado, helped Yun Feitian up and walked to the room.

Yun Feitian seemed to be very ill, he couldn't even breathe, if he wasn't sent to Linglong Dimension immediately and handed over to Mu Lao for treatment, his life might be in danger.

"Where are you going?" Duan Yiming asked in confusion.

"You don't need to worry about it." Meng Xiaoshu said, and shouted upstairs, "Uncle Huang, there is a guest here, please entertain me."

Uncle Huang had already been awakened by the movement, and stood on the stairs in surprise. Hearing this, he nodded in a daze, and was about to ask something when he heard Meng Xiaosuo whisper, "Don't let him go upstairs, let alone let him go upstairs." Come into my room."

"Understood." Although he didn't know why, he knew that Meng Xiaosuo never made any mistakes when doing things, and there must be a reason for not letting people go upstairs.

After instructing Uncle Huang, Meng Xiaosuo carried Yun Feitian into the room, closed the door tightly, squeezed the Linglong pendant, and came into the Linglong space.

Old Man Mu and Old Man Shui can see all kinds of things in Meng Xiaosuo's life through the water wall.I have experienced several times of asking for medicine unexpectedly before, and each time I was a little hasty, so when I saw something wrong outside recently, I started to prepare a countermeasure. At this moment, I have already prepared the soup and medicine, and I just need to feed Yun Feitian to take it.

"What's wrong with him?" Meng Xiaoshu took the lotus leaf from Old Man Mu's hand, and poured the brown potion wrapped in the lotus leaf from Yun Feitian's mouth.

"Because of the poison of Bilisan," the old man Mu observed Yun Feitian's complexion carefully, pinched his eyelids, and looked at the somewhat slack pupils, "Bijinsan can't be bought anywhere, the person who poisoned him , presumably also know medical skills."

Meng Xiaosuo frowned tightly, without a clue.

It's not that Yun Feitian has no enemies, but that he is a prince and has too many enemies.From childhood to adulthood, the struggle for power and profit between brothers must be inevitable.In addition, he is still a great thief, and he has killed countless bandits and bandits.

For a while, Meng Xiaocom really couldn't guess who the poisoner would be.

"When will he wake up?" she asked.

"The poison has not penetrated into the heart veins, he should wake up immediately, you take him away quickly." Old Man Mu said.

Meng Xiaocom nodded, holding the Linglong Pendant, and left the space.

Putting Yunfei flat on the bed, looking at his pale face quietly, her heart turned a thousand times.

In the beginning, he might just want to use his special identity to complete his revenge plan.But later, for some reason, I felt a little pity for him.

He probably couldn't understand the actions of his father and brothers, and he was concerned about the sufferings of ordinary people, so he was willing to pretend to be a fool to avoid disputes, and quietly became a thief who robbed the rich and gave to the poor.

If he knew that he actually used the word "compassion" on him, his paralyzed face would turn blue with anger.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaocom couldn't help laughing, the laughter was very slight.

The camouflage on Yun Feitian's face was ripped off by the old man Mu who was anxiously observing his complexion when he was in Linglong Space just now.At this moment, that familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in front of Meng Xiaocom again, with long eyebrows, a straight nose, and well-defined lips... Why, there is a sense of familiarity?

(End of this chapter)