【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

Yuan Zhongxin opened his eyes again, and saw Wang Kuan staring at him for a moment. He was confused for a moment, and said two words hoarsely: "Wang Kuan?"

Wang Kuan responded, sounding helplessly depressed.

Yuan Zhongxin was slightly stunned, his eyes rolled slowly, and he found himself lying on a wooden bed in the house. Before he passed out, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to be carried in by someone. Obviously, that person It can only be Wang Kuan.His heart stopped, and he asked, "How are Zhao Jian and Wei Yanei doing?"

Wang Kuan glanced at him and said, "Not as serious as you." Then he got up and poured Yuan Zhongxin a cup of tea.

His tone was so bad that even a fool would know something was wrong, what's more, Yuan Zhongxin was not a fool, he was so smart that he could hear the anger under Wang Kuan's words.Yuan Zhongxin swallowed dryly, and said with a sneering smile: "If it's not as serious as mine, then I won't die..."

Boom!

Wang Kuan put the tea cup in his hand heavily on the small table beside the bed, his face darkened for the most part.

Yuan Zhongxin shrank back in disappointment, not daring to speak.

Wang Kuan was so angry that he wanted to pick up Yuan Zhongxin and beat him up, but he couldn't even see Yuan Zhongxin was injured, so how could he be willing to beat him?

Reluctant and angry, he just felt that he was about to split.

Yuan Zhongxin was in a coma for two whole days, and his injuries were worse than the one he suffered in the last contest with Liang Zhu. Wang Kuan exhausted all his rationality to calm himself down, and took care of him non-stop for two days.

I still remember the day when Xiaojing helped Yuan Zhongxin treat the wound, Wang Kuan gritted his teeth desperately, his face was indifferent, but his eyes were full of ferocity, those wounds, he felt pain even at a glance, but Yuan Zhongxin was too tired to do anything. Responding, she fell asleep in his arms lifelessly.

It was the first time Wang Kuan saw such a weak Yuan Zhongxin, his breathing was weak, his hands and feet drooped weakly, as if... as if he had died.

Wang Kuan's mind was frantically wandering in calmness and fear, his palms had already been pinched bloodstained by himself, and he kept tightening his fists without knowing it, stimulating himself with the pain.

For Yuan Zhongxin, he couldn't help losing control of his emotions.

"Yuan Zhongxin, do you know how dangerous it was when you did that day?" His voice was suppressed and trembling slightly.

Yuan Zhongxin blinked and froze.

"Do you know that you are so close to death? If we don't make it, do you know what will happen!" Wang Kuan became more and more emotional, and his voice gradually became louder, "Do you still remember Remember what you promised me?!" For the past two days, Wang Kuan has been suppressing his anger to the bottom of his heart, but now that Yuan Zhongxin woke up, his patchwork rationality suddenly fell apart.

Yuan Zhongxin was silent, not knowing how to answer Wang Kuan's question. After a long time, he opened his mouth, wanting to make a final excuse for himself: "I know it in my heart, but that day..."

Yuan Zhongxin didn't finish talking, Wang Kuan angrily interrupted and cursed: "You have a fart in your heart!"

Is this what you know?Or did Yuan Zhongxin decide that he would take half his life to go in?

Yuan Zhongxin suddenly widened his eyes, dumbfounded, recalling what Wang Kuan said just now, "Wang Kuan, you are actually swearing!"

Wang Kuan froze: "I..." was speechless.

Yuan Zhongxin looked like he was watching a play, and looked at him with a half-smile: "What are you?"

Knowing that he was changing the subject, Wang Kuan gritted his teeth and said in a cold tone, "Get up, drink water!"

Yuan Zhongxin quickly shut up, obediently let Wang Kuan help him up, took the water, and drank several mouthfuls quietly, only to realize that his throat was not as dry and cracked as before.

Seeing Yuan Zhongxin's obedient appearance, most of Wang Kuan's anger had already dissipated. He frowned and asked worriedly, "How do you feel now?"

Yuan Zhongxin felt nothing to himself, but in order to calm down Wang Kuan's heart, he lowered his eyebrows and looked very aggrieved: "It still seems to hurt a little."

Wang Kuan squinted his eyes, saw through his tricks, and said in a cold voice, "You deserve the pain."

Yuan Zhongxin: "..." Who are you, you are not Wang Kuan!He cleared his throat weakly, and asked, "What about the people in the town? Where's the idiot?"

Wang Kuan frowned slightly, not understanding why Yuan Zhongxin cared so much about this idiot, but he still answered truthfully: "Being controlled by the old thief's rogues, they are still alive, and the idiot has fallen asleep."

I fell asleep, not fainted.

It's good to be a fool. If such a thrilling thing happens, you should sleep or sleep.

"Did you ask anything? They are Xixia people?"

Wang Kuan glanced at him subtly, turned around and poured himself a new cup of tea, and took a sip: "They are not from Xixia."

"Liao people?"

"No."

Yuan Zhongxin was puzzled: "What? Is that from the Song Dynasty?"

Wang Kuan shook his head lightly: "They are nobody, to be precise, they are a group of people without identity."

Yuan Zhongxin's pupils dilated and he was shocked.

Thirty-six people were guarded by the old thieves in the center of the town. All of them had their hands tied behind their backs. They were already dressed in human skin, but they looked like ghosts. Under the skin, the skin that really belonged to them was already extremely pale due to not being exposed to the sun for a long time.

The 36 people seemed to have been sucked out of their souls, and they fell to the ground dejectedly, without the horror that Yuan Zhongxin saw that day.

Zhao Jian and the others looked back and saw Yuan Zhongxin who had been supported by Wang Kuan, and surrounded him one after another: "Yuan Zhongxin, how is your injury?"

Just as Yuan Zhongxin was about to wave his hand to say it was okay, he realized that there was still a big devil with unknown air pressure standing beside him, so he quickly changed his words: "It's much better, but the wound still hurts."

Xiaojing explained: "I don't dare to use too many medicines with fast effects on you, which will have a bad effect on your body. Brother Yuan, you have to endure it for a day or two. When the prescription is changed, your injuries will heal." Hurry up."

Yuan Zhongxin nodded: "Thank you, Xiaojing."

Xiaojing shook his head: "Actually, I didn't do anything..." Among the six people, he was the one who contributed the least.

Zhao Jian patted her head and comforted her: "It's nothing, if you are gone, Yuan Zhongxin will probably have to lie down for another two or three days."

First things first, Yuan Zhongxin didn't bother to argue, he looked at the group of people behind him, they seemed to be alive, but their mental state was extremely poor, as if they had suffered some catastrophe, he patted Wang Kuan's shoulder, motioning for him to take him there.

When he came to the crowd, Yuan Zhongxin asked, "Among you, who is the leader?"

No one responded.

Yuan Zhongxin raised his eyebrows, and sat safely on the chair brought by Wei Yanei: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it now, I will always find a way to make you speak."

At this time, a person raised his head, stared at Yuan Zhongxin, who was like a grandfather, with resentful and gloomy eyes, and said hoarsely, "Whose lackey are you?"

Yuan Zhongxin was not annoyed, and smiled lightly: "Me? I am your emperor, do you believe me?"

The man tossed his head aside in disdain, his expression displeased.

Yuan Zhongxin rubbed his chin: "I heard that you are neither from Song, nor from Xia, nor from Liao. After thinking about it, we don't know the method of our Great Song to press for information. Since you are so uncooperative, is it possible that you are thinking about it?" try?"

The man sneered, as if he took Yuan Zhongxin's words as a great joke: "I, why haven't I tried it? You still want to pry my mouth open with those childish tricks?"

Yuan Zhongxin's eyes flashed: "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

The man raised his head in great pride.

Yuan Zhongxin swept his brows lightly, and said indifferently, "I don't know, are you afraid of death?" As soon as the words fell, Xue Ying drew his knife and rushed straight to the man's face with a burst of killing intent.

The man didn't blink his eyes, his expression was extremely mocking.

Yuan Zhongxin raised his hand, Xue Ying put the knife back into the scabbard.

"You're not even afraid of death, so what are you guys stubborn about?"

The man had a strange heart, and gradually realized that Yuan Zhongxin's threats just now were all temptations. He raised his head in amazement, and looked at the young man in front of him who was only eighteen years old with a smile on his face. He sat calmly, his eyes deep, It's like having everything in your hands.

The man's eyes trembled, and he vaguely saw a familiar figure from the young man.

Yuan Zhongxin tilted his head, not quite understanding what emotion was flashing in this person's eyes, he frowned slightly, who was this person thinking of through himself?He squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You have no identity, you are not recognized by the society, even if you want to walk freely on the road outside the town, you will be expelled because of your unknown identity, you can't eat, you can't sleep-this is you Am I right about what I suffered a month ago?"

As soon as Yuan Zhongxin finished speaking, there was a slight commotion in the crowd.

The man gritted his teeth and stared at Yuan Zhongxin.

"You are eager to return to this society, but unfortunately, if you don't throw away the used things and leave them at home, they will stink, so you have been abandoned."

The commotion among the crowd became louder, and more and more eyes focused on Yuan Zhongxin, either with anger, grief, or despair.

"In desperation, you may have taken someone else's skin by accident. You want to use this skin to become a person with a status in this world, but killing and skinning is a capital offense, so you hid in Qinghe Town. And spread the rumors that Qinghe Town is haunted, so that no one will dare to come in, and there is no way to know what you have done."

Below, there was a sobbing and whimpering sound.

Zhao Jian and the others were so shocked that they didn't know how to react when they heard Yuan Zhongxin's words. They stared blankly at the group of people, as if they had unconsciously realized something.

Yuan Zhongxin's gaze was no longer on the group of people, he lowered his eyes, as if lost in thought: "You guys should have families before, right?"

Otherwise, why take such a big risk to hunt and kill those whose identities are recorded?