die-hard soldier

For such a damned dead soldier, do you want to use all the torture before letting him die!Too many bloody thoughts in his mind made him thump the bed board hard. He didn't care about such things before, and just waved his hands to make people die. Why is he so angry today, not like his usual self?

Sure enough, it was still the dead man, so I must have clashed with him!

Yan Wu finally returned to the room. He is the pavilion master's dead man, so naturally he must always protect his safety.However, he looked at the bed that was tilted to one side, and moved the rope bed to the outside without disturbing Yan Xiangnan, spread the bedding, and closed his eyes to rest. Shen Langzhong said that it is best to wait until the state of the body reaches its peak before drinking. Medicine, otherwise there is no guarantee that the root cause of the disease will not fall.There is no way for him to survive, and it doesn't matter whether he has the root cause of the disease, the key is not to let the pavilion master see the clues, or to prevent his body from being unwell and to lose his hand in front of the pavilion master.

The distance between him and the pavilion master should have been one mile and one distance, without crossing the line.

Yan Xiangnan gritted his teeth, very well, what the dead man did challenged his bottom line of reason one by one.No one dared to stain the owner's robe, he vomited; no one fed the owner wild fruits, he did it as a man; never dared to refuse the favor of the owner, he was very unfortunate again He did it... If this was the move he used to get his attention, then he succeeded!

That night, he was already unconsciously thinking about what was bothering the dead man. He always thought that the life of the dead man was limited to the cabinet, missions, and nothing else. Few things could disturb their emotions. , of course not allowed.However, that tear slapped his self-righteousness to the back of his head, and made a dead man who was bleeding without blinking cry. That thing, or that person has great skill!

In the final analysis, that tear was the fuse, and today's rejection was the source of the fire. Speaking of rejection, that body turned in Yan Xiangnan's mind a few times, and suddenly it overlapped with another body!How could the master of this pavilion not feel the similarities and differences between the two bodies with the hands of countless people?Height, touch, tightness of muscles...all of them explained to him that the person who was in the bamboo garden in those days was the dead man beside him!

Wow, the mouth is quite strict!This kind of person is what the master of the pavilion wants to be a dead man!However, he finally knew what it was like to be kept in the dark!

Yan Xiangnan has double standards, puts his own feelings first in everything, requires his subordinates to be strict with his mouth, and is also unhappy when others lie to him, it is really hard to serve!Do you want Yan Wu to run to him the next day and tell the truth, "Pavilion Master, the person who served the bed last night is a subordinate, you want to give the subordinate a title?"

Has no one taught him what to tell and what to hide?

Realizing that he was unconsciously thinking about the dead man again, Yan Xiangnan punched the bed frame, the bed frame creaked and shook a few times, and a voice from outside the door said rigidly: "Master, what happened? ?”

"Shut your mouth!" Yan Xiangnan said angrily, "Sleep!"

"Yes, master." For fear of disturbing the pavilion master again, Yan Wu deliberately lowered his voice and movements.

Behind the door panel, the sound of gently turning over to the bed, the sound of the quilt shaking, the sound of the man's deliberately lowered breathing... all of them were heard in Yan Xiangnan's ears, and it was the first time that he couldn't sleep at night because of his inner agitation. , he turned over and sat up, crossed his legs and began to exercise. Since he couldn't fall asleep, practicing exercises is also good!

Yan Xiangnan found that the dead man who dangled in front of his eyes from time to time was gone!After getting up in the morning, he was nowhere to be seen on the bed outside the door. Breakfast was placed on the table in good time, but no one was there. I asked the village chief’s daughter, she said that she saw him wandering around the yard several times when it was just dawn Two laps and then gone!But when there is an order, it can appear in time, and when it does something good, it disappears immediately!

You thought you were a secret guard, and your current identity is the entourage of the pavilion master, so what's the matter if you disappear?Out of sight, out of mind, forget it!

The village head's wife has been busy taking care of her daughter-in-law and grandson recently, and she hasn't been home for a long time. The village head also doesn't want to leave his grandson for a moment, so now the village head's family is the master and servant of the Yan family most of the time, except for the village head's daughter who comes back from time to time.Of course, the village head still has to come back at night, otherwise it would be unreasonable for a young girl to live in the same yard with two big men!

It is really boring for Yan Xiangnan to be alone in the house, Yuan Xiao's news is delivered on time, he will be able to go down the mountain after a while, and after this matter is resolved, he can have some fun at will!Thinking of this, Yan Xiangnan finally felt happy, and signaled that Yan Wu didn't need to follow, and went to the mountain to relax by himself.

Since the establishment of the Canyue Pavilion, he rarely had time to walk leisurely like this. He was always surrounded by a bunch of subordinates and Yingying Yanyan. The huge contrast not only made him uncomfortable, but enjoyed it very much. I remember that his eldest brother yearned for such a life in Taoyuan, but it was a pity that he had to step into the officialdom because of himself. They were both for each other. One day, he would let his elder brother resign from office and return to his hometown without any worries. With his sister-in-law, he lived in seclusion in the countryside.

Yan Xiangnan's face was full of determination, and his thoughts turned. At present, the village head's family only has the dead man. He doesn't know whether he is lying on the roof and basking in the sun, doing nothing or... giving him another "surprise".

The footsteps that were leisurely forward paused, and with a turn of the heel, Yan Xiangnan went back without anyone noticing.

Yan Wu lay on the warm roof basking in the sun for a while, the surroundings were quiet, occasionally passing villagers talked loudly, very peaceful.The place where I was kicked by the pavilion master last time was much better, it's time to take the medicine... So when I am in the yard, I don't know when the next time will be?There was less and less news about the original supervisor, and they might not stay here for long when the Pavilion Master did it himself.

Thinking of this, Yan Wu turned over and jumped off the roof, dug out the medicine bag she had hidden, and walked to the kitchen.

The medicine pot of the village chief's house had already been dug out by Yan Wu and placed in a place he knew. He fried the medicine in a clumsy manner, and fanned it carefully with a cattail leaf fan like others.As the medicinal soup rolled, the strong medicinal smell rushed into the nostrils and scattered in the yard. Yan Wu had two things to do, and he had to watch out for anyone coming from outside the door. He took more pills when he was injured, and rarely drank these soups, let alone personally The medicine was decocted, he didn't know that the medicine tasted so strong!

Fortunately, the village head's daughter-in-law had just given birth, so it's not uncommon to use some soup.After waiting for a long time, Yan Wu calculated the time and it should be ready!He stretched out his hands and wanted to pick up the medicine jar, but he didn't want the edge to be extremely hot. If martial arts practitioners hadn't suffered more, he would have thrown the medicine jar out!Suppressing the scorching heat, Yan Wu stabilized the jar so as not to overturn it. He randomly found a rag in the kitchen and wrapped it with the medicine and poured the medicine into the prepared bowl.

The pitch-black concoction fell into the bowl without spilling a single drop, with a strong smell.

Yan Wu subconsciously touched his abdomen, but just stopped when he was about to touch it, clenched his fist, and soon dropped it to the side.After taking a deep breath, his heart sank, he picked up the medicine bowl, and was about to drink it up in one gulp.

"What kind of medicine are you drinking?"

15 sick

Before Yan Xiangnan entered the yard, he smelled a smell of soup. He thought it was the village chief's family decocting medicine in the kitchen, but there was indeed only one person in the yard. He didn't make any unnecessary guesses, so he jumped in directly. He stood up, tapped his toe twice on the fence and thatched shed, and lightly landed on the kitchen door without a single sound.

He saw Yan Wu's hands being scalded by the hot medicine pot, he saw him pour out a bowl of medicine, he also saw him standing upright as if hesitating, his left hand seemed to be trying to grab something but finally fell. Standing by his side, he keenly felt that the medicine was not simple, otherwise a dead soldier would not be allowed to go against the law and deceive his master!

That's right, last time Yan Wu said that the doctor didn't diagnose anything, since he didn't diagnose anything, why did he prescribe medicine?A dead man who is not afraid of death will be afraid of this medicine that will not kill people?

Where did he have the guts to lie to me?Yan Xiangnan reached out and pressed the medicine bowl firmly on the table, her eyes fixed on the surprised faces opposite.

"You have another chance to tell me the truth, what kind of medicine is this?"

Yan Wu didn't expect that Yan Xiangnan would go back and come back, and he was seen drinking the medicine. He only thought about what would happen if he drank the medicine, but he didn't think about what to do if he was found out?

"I said that the pavilion master can ignore your deceit. If you don't tell me, the pavilion master will take this medicine to the doctor, and then you and the doctor... will die together." Said faintly threatening words, Yan But Wu knew that the pavilion master definitely didn't just talk about it casually, if he hesitated in his answer and the pavilion master saw the clues, it would definitely involve an innocent life.

"Master, the subordinates didn't intend to deceive, but they were afraid of offending the master, this medicine, this medicine..." It was really hard to say, the dead man stuttered for the first time in his life

Yan Xiangnan was made more curious and annoyed by his appearance, "Say it quickly! Are you stuttering?"

Yan Wu knelt down on the ground, he was ready to be slapped to death by the pavilion master's anger, he closed his eyes resolutely, and said something that surprised Yan Xiangnan, "This medicine... is used by ordinary women to conceive."

What?Yan Xiangnan really wanted to dig his ears, did he hear correctly?Could it be that the medicine used for abortion can also treat some difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and give it to a man? "What did the doctor diagnose and give you this kind of medicine? Could it be that you are so gifted that you can still get pregnant?" Yan Xiangnan found it funny when he said this, he couldn't see the determination on the face of the dead man who bowed his head and sad.

"Master, subordinate..."

"Father and mother, I really saw the murder! It's not nonsense! It's just that they threw the body into the mountain depression. If you don't believe me, I will take you there