Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Before Lu Dongqing recovered from the shock, a commotion erupted in the tavern.

Seeing the roadblocker being knocked down by the beggar, the diners huddled in the corner ran out of the door one after another, leaving their unfinished meals on the table.What's more, when the proprietress didn't see him, he didn't even pay for the meal, and slipped away while the boss was in chaos.

The proprietress has already seen it clearly from the corner of her eye, but she has no intention of chasing after it. Her attention is all focused on the beggar, and she is really innocent.

The beggar got into an argument with someone, with ten fingers stuck in his hair, holding his head in pain, and groaning.

The one arguing with the beggar is none other than the woman who was forced under the table by the evil spirit and rescued by the beggar.

The woman saw the evil spirit injured and collapsed in front of her, instead of running away, she let out a pitiful groan, crawled to the man's side on all hands and feet, lay on the man's chest and cried.

Her hair was disheveled, her tears were pouring down like rain, she looked up at the beggar from time to time, and kept crying, "You...why did you strike so hard..."

The beggar has never seen such an unreasonable person, and it seems that there is nothing he can do about him.I can only stare at her and stare blankly: "I don't blame me for this. Your man is possessed by an evil spirit. I'm here to help you."

The woman didn't listen to him and continued to cry.

The beggar obviously saved someone, but instead of being grateful to him, the other party blamed him. Anyone who encounters such a thing will inevitably feel wronged.

A beggar has never been a good-tempered person, but he can't do anything to a weak woman, and he can only hold back his big grievances.

He couldn't hold it in for too long, his face became more and more ugly, he stood up suddenly, overturned the wooden table beside him, grabbed a bowl casually, and threw it heavily on the ground.

The table was upside down and the bowl was broken, and there was a loud noise, the woman heard it, she trembled again in fright, and shrank into a ball like a rabbit. Seeing this, the proprietress hurriedly stopped the beggar, and persuaded: "My little ancestor, calm down!" , Calm down, she is not so clear-headed, she is talking nonsense, you have a lot of adults, don't bother with her..."

Hearing this, the woman slowly raised her head, her pale face indeed showed a bit of madness, and murmured: "Brother Gui...he just...remembers me..."

"He remembers you, and then beats you again and again? Isn't he a beast?" the beggar said angrily.

"He...he didn't..."

"No?" The beggar frowned, and suddenly broke away from the landlady's hand, took a step forward, grabbed the woman's wrist and lifted it up.

"Ah—what are you doing—" the woman exclaimed again, but the beggar moved too quickly, her wrist was already lifted above her head by the beggar, and the sleeves drooped down her thin arms, revealing half of her naked body. arm.

There were several scars hanging on his arm, as if he had been beaten with a club. New wounds were stacked with old ones, covering his pale skin.

"Tell me where these injuries came from," the beggar said angrily, "He is crazy, are you going crazy with him too?"

The woman's tears had covered her cheeks, and when her jaw was lifted, the cold tears trickled down her neck and into the skirt of her clothes, soaking her into a tearful person.While sobbing, she said in a vague voice: "You don't understand, you don't understand... My son is gone, if I don't have him, I have nothing..."

The beggar snorted, and finally let go of her wrist.

Stepping forward to pull: "Girl, if you want to be more open, even if there is no man, we still live in the same way."

The woman stared at the proprietress for a long time, then said coldly: "You...your man is still alive, how can you understand my suffering..."

The proprietress was startled for a moment, then sighed, shaking her head and walking away slowly.

It was at this moment that Lu Dongqing came over.

He went straight past the proprietress and the beggar, squatted down next to the fainted man, put his palm on top of his head to test, then used two fingers to search for the breath under his nose, finally squeezed his wrist, looking for the pulse, after a thorough inspection, Then he raised his head and said, "Don't be afraid, he is still alive."

The proprietress looked at him in surprise: "Could it be that you are a doctor?"

Lu Dongqing nodded hastily, turned around and took a purse from the luggage, and while supporting the back of the man's neck, put the purse under his nose.

The man smelled the smell in his purse, his livid face gradually changed, his eyes rolled under his eyelids, his lips trembled slightly, and blood slowly appeared on his cheeks.

The proprietress asked curiously, "What's in this purse?"

Lu Dongqing said: "Tianxiangye."

Tianxiangye is a herbal medicine that calms the mind and calms the mind. It is also contained in Dongqing Chang's medicinal soup.

The proprietress was even more curious: "Where did you come from a high-level doctor?"

Lu Dongqing shook her head and said flatly, "It's just an ordinary doctor."

"It's the first time I've seen a doctor who can drive away evil spirits."

"It's not an evil spirit. This person has been poisoned, and the poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, so that even his mind is eaten away."

"Is there such a powerful poison in the world?"

Lu Dongqing nodded with a wry smile. I'm afraid no one knows more about the severity of the poison than him.

The woman saw her husband showing signs of waking up, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and immediately rushed forward, "Brother Gui, Brother Gui—" over and over again, ignoring others, Lu Dongqing went to pat her on the shoulder, She also ignored it completely.

It seems that sometimes, heart disease is something more terrible than cruelty.

Lu Dongqing questioned the woman to no avail, so she turned to the proprietress and asked, "Do you know who he is? Why is he poisonous?"

The proprietress frowned and said, "I don't know either. I only know that these two are a couple. They moved to the town from the mountains last year. I don't know them very well."

Lu Dongqing frowned, and said to herself: "What should I do..."

Lu Zhengqiu's voice sounded from behind at the right time: "The proprietress may not know, but everyone should know some clues, right?"

Lu Dongqing was startled, then turned around, only to realize that the object of Master's questioning was the table of craftsmen she had just struck up a conversation with.

In a short period of time, most of the people in the tavern had dispersed, and only seven or eight craftsmen remained in the shop. Hearing Lu Zhengqiu's questioning voice, they all shook their heads and said, "We don't know him."

But Lu Zhengqiu said: "No, not only do you know him, you are also very familiar with him."

A tall man stood out among the craftsmen, with a sullen face, he said displeasedly: "Who are you, why are you talking nonsense?"

Lu Zhengqiu said calmly: "Whether my words are nonsense, you can tell by looking at your nails."

Everyone was shocked and lowered their heads to look at their nails.

Lu Zhengqiu continued: "Your nails have stains left by colored glaze, and his nails happen to have them too, and even the glaze color is the same. The proprietress just said that there is only one porcelain kiln left nearby. I miss you all." Working under the same roof every day, how can you not know each other?"

After hearing what the master said, Lu Dongqing also suddenly realized, and immediately stood up and went to the craftsman, cupped his fists and said: "Human life is at stake, and I hope everyone will tell the truth."

The tall man looked at him dubiously: "...you are really not from the government?"

"Absolutely not," Lu Dongqing shook her head, "otherwise, would I have saved his life just now?"

"You are not from the government, and you are not related to him, why did you take action to save his life?"

When Lu Dongqing heard the words, she also lowered her face, and retorted: "It's not because of relatives, why should innocent women be beaten and suffer? Isn't it possible to see injustice? There are chivalrous words in this world, you are afraid Have you already forgotten?"

Lu Zhengqiu smiled lightly from the side: "That's right, that's the reason. Although my apprentice is much younger than you, he understands the truth better than you."

Lu Dongqing was taken aback, it was the first time he heard Master praise himself in front of strangers, his face involuntarily burned.

The tall man was silent for a while, and finally let out a sigh, saying: "It's not convenient to talk here, please come with me, both of you."