061 You go back to Liangcheng first

Lin Yarong had always thought that the injury of Master Daoyi was not too serious. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that the actual situation is worse than I thought. Thinking of the turbid blood on Master Daoyi's chest, I don't know if Ye Hongqi is sure.

After a while, the senior monks in Huajue Temple rushed to the small courtyard one after another. Lin Yarong asked the housekeeper to drive out all the servants and left a few clever gadgets to wait with him. Seeing that he couldn't help, he was about to sit in Liu Ping's room for a while, but he saw Mingle coming over anxiously.

With a move of mind, Lin Yarong hurried to greet him.

"Madam." Mingle led Lin Yarong to the side and whispered, "Madam, there seems to be something wrong with my second master."

"What's wrong?" Lin Yarong subconsciously looked at the location of Sun Jingbang while asking.

"It's sad to vomit up and down, but the second master doesn't allow the little ones to invite doctors." Mingle felt scared inexplicably.

Lin Yarong was shocked. Isn't this symptom a poisonous symptom?

"Buck me there." Lin Yarong did not dare to delay and quickly walked to Sun Jingsong's room.

"Madam, please come in!"

Mingle was about to follow Lin Yarong into the house to wait, but she was stopped. Lin Yarong ordered, "Just stay outside and don't let anyone in." After a pause, she added, "Don't let her enter the room when the old lady comes. Anyway, think of a way not to let anyone approach this door."

Mingle was strange, but she didn't ask anything and answered repeatedly.

Sun Jingsong's room is about the same size as Lin Yarong, but at this time, the room is dark and unclear. Hearing the painful moan from the inner room, Lin Yarong's feet came a little faster.

Lifting the cloth, everything in her eyes surprised Lin Yarong. Sun Jingsong's hands were tied to the head of the bed, and Jin was scattered on the ground by the jade pillow. His hair was lax, and he couldn't help roaring in his mouth.

Lin Yarong couldn't help panicking and hurried forward and whispered, "Brother Song...Brother Song... Wake up, wake up!"

After a long time, Sun Jingsong came to his senses and stared at Lin Yarong for a long time before saying intermittently, "Sister, I... I'm so sad."

Seeing that his wrist had been rubbed out of red marks by the rope, Lin Yarong was not happy: "Brother Song, who tied you up?"

"I... called Ming... Ming Le made it. I'm afraid... I'm afraid I can't control it."

Lin Yarong didn't expect to be so painful before. Seeing that Sun Jingsong looked like he was going to die, Lin Yarong couldn't help but worry. Did Sun Jingsong survive these 15 days?

"Brother Song, would you like to invite the doctor to have a look?" Lin Yarong was also afraid when she saw that Sun Jingsong's face was not bloody at all.

But after waiting for a while, Sun Jingsong did not reply. Lin Yarong was shocked to find that he had fainted. He touched his hand and found that he was still angry. Lin Yarong hesitated to call someone. However, Ye Hongqi, the only trusted person, helped a master heal his wounds in the room at this time and called others Lin Yarong, but he was worried. What should he do?

After thinking for a while, she opened the door and told Ming Le to invite Sun Jingbang.

"What's wrong with Jing Song?" When Sun Jingbang saw that Sun Jingsong was dying, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Poisonous hair." Lin Yarong whispered, "Mr. Ye said earlier that when this fascination broke out, he would be itchy all over and painful inside. Song Geer may be worried that he would hurt himself, so he asked Mingle to tie him up." With the water in the room, Lin Yarong twisted a clean veil and handed it to Sun Jingbang.

Gently wiped Sun Jingsong's face. Sun Jingbang looked up and saw the red mark on Sun Jingsong's wrist. Maybe he was too to toss. His left wrist had been worn out several times, and there were blood beads hanging on it.

Seeing Sun Jingsong's tragic situation, Sun Jingbang couldn't say a word for a long time.

"This is only the first day. What will he do after that?"

Lin Yarong said, "If this is the case every day, people can only stay aside, but I'm afraid Song Ge'er is worried. I'm just worried that the old lady can't hide it. Like Sun Jingsong, it's really can't hide the old lady's.

Sun Jingbang thought for a while: "I will send the old lady back to Tiliang tomorrow. As for Jing Song... I'll come to visit." After a pause, Sun Jingbang looked at Lin Yarong and said, "Go back with your mother tomorrow."

Naturally, she does not want to return to Tiliang City in advance, but Lin Yarong also knows that if she stays on Siming Mountain, I'm afraid the old lady will doubt it if she doesn't want to doubt it.

nodded, and she said, "Oi, my mother and I will go home first to calculate the days. You and Brother Song can also come back before the Spring Festival. In addition, I also left Liu Ping here. Mr. Ye's prescription is effective for that child. Please pay more attention.

Sun Jingbang nodded.

While talking, ** had a slight movement. Seeing Sun Jingsong slowly open his eyes, Sun Jingbang quickly asked in a low voice, "Jingsong, are you all right?"

"Big...Big Brother?" Sun Jingsong was shocked first, and then panicked. "Brother, you..." Sun Jingsong struggled to sit up from **, and his tone was unconcealed with fear.

Sun Jingbang raised his hand and pressed Sun Jingsong to prevent him from moving: "Jing Song, I don't blame you. I know you'm sad. I just came to see you."

Looking at Sun Jingbang for a while, Sun Jingsong said, "Brother, I didn't mean to touch that thing."

Sun Jingbang sighed gently. No matter whether Sun Jingsong was deliberately distracted by food, Sun Jingbang couldn't say a heavy word after looking at his sad look.

"It's okay. As long as you hold on, you will be able to quit that thing." Sun Jingbang thought for a while and only said such a sentence.

Sun Jingsong hummed, and then turned his head to look at Lin Yarong: "Sister, I'm hungry."

"What does Song Geer want to eat?"

"I want to... I want to eat meat."

Lin Yarong smiled bitterly. This is Huajue Temple, which is not at home. Not to mention eating meat, you can't even see some meat oil on weekdays.

"There is mushroom porridge in the small kitchen. I'll bring you some first." After saying that, Lin Yarong secretly gave Sun Jingbang a wince and let him look at Sun Jingsong.

After exiting from the room, Mingle hurried forward and whispered, "Madam, the old lady is back."

Lin Yarong frowned. Now the courtyard is in a mess, and the old lady has to bother to hide it, which is really a headache. Mingle was ordered to bring some hot porridge in the small kitchen. Lin Yarong turned his heels and went to the old lady's room.

"Mom, thank you for your hard work. It's almost noon. Would you like to eat something first?"

The old lady just changed her dress, thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry yet. How's Master Daoyi?"

"I don't know yet, but Mr. Ye is in it. It should be all right."

"Mr. Ye, is that the female doctor who comes to the hospital every day these two days?" The old lady asked curiously, "Can Mr. Ye cure the injury of Master Dao?"

Lin Yarong nodded: "Mr. Ye is very talented. If he hadn't been a woman, I'm afraid he would have become the first person in Tai Hospital."

Hearing this, the old lady couldn't help but put her hands together: "Amitabha, the Taoist master is saved."

Lin Yarong was hesitating how to tell the old lady about returning to the city tomorrow, but the old lady suddenly asked, "Where's Songer?"

"In the room, my husband is talking to Brother Song." Fearing that the old lady would go to find Sun Jingsong, Lin Yarong quickly brought Sun Jingbang out.

When he heard that Sun Jingbang was in Sun Jingsong's house, the old lady looked a little strange. After a while, the old lady asked a little uneasuredly, "Is there something wrong?"

Lin Yarong hurriedly said, "Brother Song will go to the northwest camp after the Spring Festival. My husband means to tell Songgeer some people and things to pay attention to in advance, so that Brother Song can have a bottom line in mind."

The old lady nodded: "This is an important thing. The northwest camp is close to the border, and Brother Song is so small..." Later, the old lady sighed.

Afraid that the old lady would say something unhappy again, Lin Yarong changed her words and said, "Mom, we will go back to Liangcheng tomorrow. I'll ask Lvdie to come and clean it up later."

The old lady came to Siming Mountain this time and only brought a girl with poetry and painting. Hearing Lin Yarong say this, the old lady hummed, "Last time, Songer also told me about the girl Green Butterfly..."

But before the old lady finished speaking, Sun Jingbang's voice suddenly came from outside the house: "Yarong, come on, Mr. Ye calls you!"

Lin Yarong was stunned, but as soon as she heard that Ye Hongqi was looking for her, she quickly sued the old lady and got up and went out.

"What's wrong?"

His eyes swept around, and there was no one among the monks squeezed in the courtyard earlier. At this time, the courtyard seemed empty. Lin Yarong was a little nervous and asked, "What did Mr. Ye ask me for?"

Sun Jingbang's face was gloomy: "I don't know, but my husband just asked you to bring cold water through the door."

Lin Yarong did not dare to delay. Sun Jingbang's words fell. She immediately asked the little man guarding in the courtyard to carry the water. After a while, a bucket full of water was placed at the door of the room. Lin Yarong looked at Sun Jingbang and raised her hand and gently knocked twice.

After a long time, Ye Hongqi opened the door from the inside. Before Lin Yarong could see it clearly, Ye Hongqi had roared, "Don't bring it in quickly."

The bucket was laboriously carried into the house, and the heel had not landed. Ye Hongqi had already thrown the door shut. Lin Yarong took another step slower, and the foot was about to be clamped by the door. Before she looked carefully, the smell of blood choked Lin Yarong almost threw out the barrel in her hand.

"Water, wipe your face."

At this time, Lin Yarong noticed Ye Hongqi. At this look, she couldn't help but be shocked. I don't know when Ye Hongqi took off the skirt she wore outside and wore only the moon-white coat, but the two sleeves on the middle coat were torn off and thrown to the ground. At a glance, Ye Hongqi was only wearing an ordinary coat now. Her hair was wrapped in a veil, revealing only her smooth forehead, but now her whole forehead is full of sweat.

"Wipe sweat." Ye Hongqi roared again.

Lin Yarong woke up and quickly found the copper basin from the room, dried it with a clean handkerchief, and carefully wiped the leaf red calyx. She noticed that Ye Hongqi's half-lifted hands were full of bright red blood.

She wanted to go inside to see how Master Daoyi was doing, but looking at Ye Hongqi's face, Lin Yarong did not dare to speak. In this, she stood outside, waiting for Ye Hongqi to come out, and then cleaned Ye Hongqi's face with water again and again. Gradually, the water in the wooden barrel turned red and slowly precipitated to black and purple. The strong smell of blood made Lin Yarong feel uneasy all the time.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yarong heard the sound of footsteps and looked up to see Ye Hongqi standing in front of her with a pale face.

"Sir?"

At this time, Ye Hongqi looked very bad, as if she had just been very ill, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Ye Hongqi suddenly smiled at her and then spit out two words: "It's done!"

Half a day later, Lin Yarong realized what this meant. With great joy, she did not forget to put on clothes for Ye Hongqi, and then hurriedly opened the door. Feng rushed into the room and diluted the bloody smell of the room. Looking at Sun Jingbang outside the door, Lin Yarong nodded gently.

......

It was not until the treetops on the moon that Lin Yarong could finally sit down and take a breath.

Sun Jingbang was not in the house, and I didn't know whether he was in Sun Jingsong's house or Ling Cailan's house. Lin Yarong's shoulders were sore and he was not in the mood to guess where he was.

Green Lan sent her hot tea and carefully pounded her on the shoulder.

"Where's the green butterfly?"

"I'm still in the old lady's room. I should be back in a while. Madam, do you want to send more maids to guard Mr. Ye?

Ye Hongqi was also very tired today. In fact, after saying those two words to Lin Yarong, Ye Hongqi fainted. Fortunately, Lin Yarong knew that Ye Hongqi was exhausted, otherwise she would have to call a doctor.

"Sent two capable mothers to vigil and let the small kitchen boil hot water. If the gentleman gets up in the middle of the night, it will definitely be washed."

Lv Lan answered, helped Lin Yarong pinch her legs, and then went to the small kitchen.

As soon as Lin Yarong put down the tea bowl, she saw the housekeeper come in wrapped in thick clothes: "Madam, everything is loaded into the car. If there is nothing wrong, I will lead people down the mountain."

Lin Yarong nodded. The yard she originally lived in was small, but before and after this, there were Ling Cailan, a Taoist master and Ye Hongqi. The rooms of the residents were vacated. The maid mother and Xiao Si brought from the Sun family had no place to live tonight, so Lin Yarong asked the housekeeper to lead her to stay inn at the foot of the mountain for one night.

Let the housekeeper come up the mountain to pick them up tomorrow night and say a few more words. Lin Yarong asked the housekeeper to go down the mountain to rest early.

The yard calmed down again, and the night wind blew into the room, making Lin Yarong feel cold. Thinking of the afternoon, it seemed that the pungent smell of blood rushed into her nose again, and her chest couldn't help but feel nauseous. Lin Yarong frowned and turned out a dried apricot from the food box on the table and held it in her mouth, suppressing the bitterness of her mouth. Go. Fortunately, Ye Hongqi didn't let her in at that time. Hearing Sun Jingbang say that Ye Hongqi cut all the carrion in front of Master Daoyi's chest, and then stuffed it with golden medicine and herbs with needles. Just listening to this, Lin Yarong felt that the scene was very bloody and horrible. If she really saw it, I'm afraid she would have nightmares in her life. .

Her shoulders were sore and sad. She washed her hands and face, and Lin Yarong went to bed, but as soon as she got into the quilt, she was still frozen and curled up. Lin Yarong felt that she was shaking.

Half awake and half a dream, I don't know when Sun Jingbang came back, but as soon as he lay down, Lin Yarong pestered him.

"Why are your hands so cold?" I vaguely heard Sun Jingbang ask a question.

After a while, Lin Yarong said vaguely, "You are still warm."

Sun Jingbang smiled and put his hand in his arms to her.

But after a while, Lin Yarong suddenly opened her eyes and asked in a daze, "Where have you just gone?"

Sun Jingbang was about to fall asleep. Hearing such a sentence suddenly, Sun Jingbang came to his senses after a while: "I went to see Jingsong."

"What happened before?" Lin Yarong looked like she was asking questions.

Sun Jingbang naturally understood what she meant, but he pretended to be confused: "Didn't you eat before?"

Lin Yarong couldn't help sighing in her heart. Why did she say anything else? He clearly knew what she was asking.

May he found her change. Sun Jingbang paused and said honestly, "After dinner, I went to see Miss Ling. I only sat for a while and went to Jing Song."

Lin Yarong couldn't help staring at him. Wouldn't it have been better if he had said it earlier?

Sun Jingbang suddenly put his hand into her clothes. While Lin Yarong was shocked, he bit her ear and said, "Don't worry, I will send people down the mountain three days later."

Regardless of whether his words were true or not, Lin Yarong's intuition had never felt as hot as this moment this night, which made her panic.

......

The next day, the old lady heard that only Lin Yarong went back to Liangcheng with her and immediately started a fire. However, as the old lady was about to curse, Lin Yarong cried with a wah: "Husband, you are... You are going to Ling girl..." She didn't say all the following words, but who is the old lady? I heard it.

"What the hell do you mean?" The old lady asked harshly and stared at Sun Jingbang with angry eyes.

Sun Jingbang was stunned and gave Lin Yarong a look without a trace before he said, "Mom, you misunderstood me. I stayed on Siming Mountain. First, I was worried about the Taoist master. Second, in the past few days, I have several former colleagues who are going back to my hometown. I want to take Jing Song to see them."

Old colleagues? The old lady understood what Sun Jingbang meant at once. Thinking of Lin Yarong's words last night, the old lady said, "If so, you can stay."

Lin Yarong didn't expect that the old lady would be so talkative today. The change was so fast that Lin Yarong didn't react. The old lady turned her head and looked at Lin Yarong. She didn't know whether to sigh or comfort: "Go home with me first. The Spring Festival is coming soon. There are a lot of things to do at home. Don't think nonsense about your man staying in Siming Mountain these days. What should come will always come.

What does the old lady's last sentence mean?

Lin Yarong was careless, and finally went to look at Ye Hongqi, whispered a few words to Sun Jingbang, and then followed the old lady down the mountain in a carriage back to Tiliang City.

The old lady doesn't like many people. Of course, she may not like to ride in a carriage with Lin Yarong. Less than five miles away, the old lady sent Lin Yarong down. Lin Yarong was naturally willing to sit by herself and got into the carriage. She laid the cushion behind her and leaned diagonally on it, and called Green Lan to help her pinch her shoulder.

"Is Miss Ling better today?"

Green Butterfly answered: "I heard from the maid that Miss Ling slept well last night and didn't get up all night. Mr. Ye went to see it this morning and said that Miss Ling had recovered well.

Lvlan listened and said dissatisfiedly, "The master is still on the mountain. Madam, you should go back home with the master. How can you let the master stay alone on the mountain? That tone was as if Lin Yarong had made a big mistake.

Lin Yarong knew that the little girl was not worth it for her, but she couldn't just say anything to the maid, and Sun Jingsong was involved in it.

smiled and Lin Yarong said, "I believe the master is not a fool."

"But..." Green Lan didn't seem to agree with Lin Yarong's statement, but Green Butterfly couldn't help winkling and stopped talking after saying two words.

Lin Yarong really wants to go back to Liangcheng with Sun Jingbang. Even if it is not for Sun Jingsong, she is still a little worried about Ling Cailan. Of course, she also hopes that her suspicion is only because she is jealous of Ling Cailan and feels uneasy, but these two days she always feels like she has missed something.

After thinking about it, Lin Yarong had a headache in addition to her headache. Originally, she went to Siming Mountain to have a good rest, but she didn't know that what happened these days was busier than her at home. Rubbing her eyebrows, Lin Yarong thought that she might not be able to sleep well before Sun Jingbang returned home.

The next afternoon, the carriage finally entered Tiliang City. The housekeeper came back with a message in advance, and the servants waited at the door early. Lin Yarong breathed a long sigh of relief when she got out of the car and saw a familiar face. Anyway, it was always a happy thing to go home.

But before she stepped into the door, the person at the porter came early in the morning to report, "Madam, Mr. Lin is here."

As soon as Lin Yarong turned around, she saw Lin Shaoteng holding Lin Qingwei standing under her stone steps.

It's just that one of the little sisters' hands is wrapped in thick white cloth.