sinovels Chapter 4: A Sword with Many Scars
Chapter 4: A Sword with Many Scars
"Who was poisoned?"
"Their son." Qin Yu wondered, "Young fellow Daoist, why did you react so suddenly?"
I was inexplicably relieved, "It's okay... I think, let's go and have a look."
He didn't ask much, "OK."
Let's say thank you to Jing Nian face to face for Lingshi.
The Jing family's mansion is the most magnificent in the town, but at this moment the gate is locked, the servant forgot to light the lantern, the stone lion guarding the gate is hidden in the dark, and its face seems to have become ghastly.
Going closer, I heard crying and noise coming from inside.After knocking on the door for a while, the noise continued, and there was a line of footsteps among them.
It was Jing Nian who opened the door for us.
The moment I saw him, I suddenly thought he was smiling at me again, malicious and straightforward like a poisonous snake.Taking a closer look, the young man showed no expression, but a pair of smiling eyes, which were as bright as glass bottles.
It's really strange that such a face can actually make such an expression. If he is an artificial object like me, the craftsmanship must be extremely exquisite.
Jing Nian was holding a bamboo ladle in one hand and a piece of bone-in mutton dripping with water in the other. He opened the door with his elbow, as if he came out to open the door in the middle of work in the kitchen, messy and hasty.
Speaking of which, every time he sees me, he always holds something in his hand, how polite.Yesterday it was rabbit and clothes, today it is lamb.
I also raised the jade bird in my hand and waved to him, "Good evening."
Surprise flashed across his face, this slight expression only appeared for a moment, and disappeared immediately after seeing Qin Shuyu beside me.
"Come in, please. The master and wife have been waiting for you for a long time." Jing Nian summoned two servants who were dressed like him, "The Immortal came from a long way, so I want to serve you."
Then he was about to back down with the meat in his hand.
How can he pretend not to know me?I naturally refused, "You just left?"
He shook the meat in his hand, "The water should be boiled, the servant has to guard it."
What he said made sense. I was at a loss for words for a moment, and I happened to see Qin Yuyu's suspicious eyes when I turned around. Thinking of the purpose of our visit, I said casually, "Didn't you say that your young master is still poisoned?"
"Those who are poisoned need to be detoxified, and those who are not poisoned need to eat." He nodded slightly to me and went to the back kitchen.
Yu Niao coughed lightly and said, "Let's go and see Mr. Jing."
I agreed, and the servants took us directly to the backyard, where the noise heard outside the door came from.
Due to the nature of scorpions that lie at night and come out at night, Mr. Jing is not as peaceful as the previous patients. In order to cool down, he will run and roll on the ground in the yard. Looking at the clothes he took off.
My mind started to automatically replay yesterday's situation. After Young Master Jing smoked Jing, he also took off his clothes because of the heat. Maybe he was poisoned at that time.
Retribution came quickly, I thought.
The servants held him down but didn't dare to exert all their strength, so they broke free again, back and forth non-stop, while his parents and cousin were crying and dissuading him.Seeing us coming, Mother Jing and Father Jing shouted joyfully to Young Master Jing: "Son, come quickly, the Immortal Elder is here to save you."
Mr. Jing Xu was so hot that he lost his mind, and went to the opposite direction instead.
There was a loud noise from the back kitchen, and I followed him in, and saw him fall headfirst into the large vegetable washing vat, leaving only his two feet flopping outside.Jing Nian, who was chopping vegetables, could only put down his things and get him out, but Mr. Jing really didn't cooperate, a big hole was broken in the water tank, and water was spilled all over the ground.
The scene was absurd and funny, but the surrounding Jing family all looked anxious and sad, and the emotional script of the bionic man began to report an error, which made me not know how to react.
Qin Yuyu was paralyzed again, I could only look at Jing Nian, he put Young Master Jing aside, and went to clean up the mess without wringing out his clothes.
I followed his example and squatted down to pick up the pieces of the water tank, but when I reached out, he held him down: "You rest, this is what we servants do."
I looked around, whispered in his ear and asked, "Why are you pretending that you don't know me? You can tell me quietly."
He turned his head suddenly, and the pinna brushed against my lips, and there was a momentary numbness.
Sometimes the static electricity between people is interpreted as fate.I was thinking in a mess, but Jing Nian's eyes were gloomy, as if he had changed, he ordered: "Don't come so close to me."
I instinctively take a step back.
Not only because of the imperative sentence that he couldn't refuse, but also because of his instinctive sense of danger.
On the other side, Qin Yuyu used the elixir to calm the manic young master Jing temporarily. I thought I could finally calm down, but there was another scream that was no less than a water tank smashing.When I turned around, Mrs. Jing was covering her son's forehead with her hand, which was full of ornate ornaments. There was faint blood between her fingers, which seemed to be scratched when she hit the water tank.
"My poor son, he was just poisoned, and now he is suffering from blood and light. His life is really too hard."
I thought to myself, didn't he ask for all these hardships?Knowing that there is danger on the mountain, I still have to go hunting.
It's just that she didn't expect that, crying and crying, she actually shouted at Jing Nian: "Why didn't you stop the young master just now? It was the same yesterday, why didn't you stop him from going up the mountain?"
"Slaves are soft-spoken, how can they have this ability." Jing Nian said flatly.
"Waste, I really raised a litter of waste. You can't even be a slave. You might as well die." She cursed angrily, looked at Qin Shuyu and me again, and said, "Forget it, look at today's immortal elder For the sake of coming home, I won't punish you. Come and carry the young master into the room."
So a group of people rushed up and carried Young Master Jing away, and Jing Nian was pushed to the door.But he just tidied up the messed up clothes and continued to cut the meat. His back was straight, like a lonely and stubborn sword blade, making the kitchen knife in his hand very dull and clumsy.
As for the ochre-colored scars left by the whips, they were nothing more than the grinding marks of the sword.Although they came from the hand of the son who loves and loves a lot, they are inseparable from everyone in the family.
I opened my mouth and said nothing in the end, because my words would eventually become a trace.
What the sword needs is not to erase the scars, but to become sharper after being polished.
I want to help him.
This idea does not come from any algorithm in the program.
What followed was a strange premonition that suddenly sprouted in the mechanical heart.
I raised my head and saw that among the shredded clothes torn off by Young Master Jing earlier, a small piece was blown up by the wind and covered the exorcism bell on the eaves.
Five yellows, born with a vision, or a son of heaven may come to the world.
Qin Yuyu also seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the sky leisurely and said: "Son of Heaven, those who are in trouble, speaking of it, this comprehension continent has been torn apart for thousands of years..."
The boundless whistling of the wind, the puppet bird's voice was drowned out.
No matter how bad the weather is, we still have to eat.
Hot soup was brought out from the kitchen, it was the best way to dispel the cold in winter, and the dreary atmosphere in Jing Mansion was slightly diluted by the curling smoke.
I don't need to eat, and Qin Shuyu has already bigu, but he was served a bowl and asked casually, "What kind of soup is this?"
"Sheep and scorpion soup." Ms. Jing, who was sitting next to me, replied, she gracefully scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and said to me, "Try it, it's very fresh."
Lamb scorpions are lamb ribs, and they got this nickname because they look like scorpions. I immediately thought of those bone-tailed scorpions, and my hand slipped, and the soup spilled.Miss Jing, who didn't know the truth, asked: "Xiao Xianchang, what's wrong with you, is the soup not to your liking?"
Jing Nian, who was pouring tea, gave me a look at Wensheng. Of course I knew it was made by him. In line with the principle of caring for underage chefs, I forced a mouthful. Before I could taste the taste, I choked and coughed. All were spit out.
Ms. Jing was taken aback by me, "It's very hot just out of the pot, let it cool down first, go and change the dirty clothes first."
As she said that, her eyes fell on me, "I seem to have seen this dress of yours somewhere..."
Almost forgot, this is Mr. Jing's clothes, Jing Nian stole it.
Jing Nian must have pretended not to know me because he didn't want the matter of stealing clothes exposed.I was stunned, and I couldn't wait to confirm with him with my eyes, but he just didn't look over, and took a hatchet and went out to chop tomorrow's firewood.
Qin Yuyu looked at Miss Jing and asked with his eyes.She immediately waved her hand, showing the standard smile of a lady, "It should be just a portrait. With such a noble status, how can he wear the clothes of his cousin?"
Her words reminded me that what is noble is not the clothes, but the identity.
Maybe I know how to help Jing Nian.