Jiang Hui is really a good patient.

Except for the necessary tests and messages before, every time Gu Luo came over, he and the Ninth Princess picked up some daily information and chatted casually with Gu Luo, either talking about the customs and customs of Beiyan, or talking about Kyoto here.

It's delicious and fun, and the chat content is simple and interesting.

It stands to reason that as Jiang Hui was a courtier of Bei Yan and had such a hostile and allied relationship with Yu Yan, Gu Luo should be wary of him.

But Gu Luo always felt that he was very relaxed here. Jiang Hui seemed to have a magical power that made her feel warm. The close warmth was similar to the feeling Gu Heng gave her.

If Jiang Hui hadn't been the same age as Lu Qingshuang, Gu Luo would have even doubted whether Jiang Hui was Lu Qingshuang's other son.

"elder sister."

As soon as Gu Luo came out of Beiyan Posthouse, a timid shout came from the side. Gu Luo turned his head and saw a familiar little face.

The little girl she saw at White Deer Academy last time had her big black eyes open and looked at her timidly and uneasily. Her small shoulders were as thin as wood and she was visibly shaking.

Gu Luo glanced at Chang Ming, who whispered: "I've been waiting here for half an hour."

Gu Luo carried the medicine box and walked towards the little girl. He tried his best to speak softly, bent down and touched her head and said, "What's wrong?"

The little girl hunched her shoulders, bit her lip, and held it in for a while. Tears quickly accumulated in her eyes, "Sister, can you save Old Pumpkin?"

Old pumpkin?

one person?

Gu Luo curled her fingers slightly and wiped away her tears, "Where is Old Pumpkin?"

The little girl said: "There is a temple outside the city. I will take you there, but... I have no money, and neither does Old Pumpkin."

Gu Luo smiled and took the little girl's hand, "Let's go take a look first."

It was probably the first time for the child to ride in a carriage. As the carriage started to pull away, she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. She clenched her fists and rested them on her thighs, motionless, with beads of sweat on her forehead flowing down her face.

Gu Luo took a handkerchief and wiped it for her, "If you have the courage to come to me, I have promised to help you treat Old Pumpkin's illness. Why are you nervous? Don't be nervous. Tell me about Old Pumpkin's illness. Okay.

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The little girl pursed her lips and was silent for a while, then said in a thin voice: "Old Pumpkin was beaten last night. His leg was about to be broken and he bled a lot."

"How old is Old Pumpkin?"

The little girl shook her head, "I don't know, he is older than my father."

"Then, old pumpkin, is this you, friend?"

The little girl shook her head, "He is my benefactor. Last winter, if it weren't for him, I would have froze to death outside."

Gu Luo thought of the way the little girl's parents treated her, so she stopped continuing the topic.

The carriage quickly left the city, and Chang Ming found the temple that the little girl mentioned. It was a dilapidated temple that had been in disrepair for a long time. From the outside, it looked dilapidated. The walls of the courtyard had basically collapsed, leaving only half of the main hall.

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In front of the main hall, there were seven or eight children busy around a fire, on which a chicken was roasting.

The chicken is not plucked?

Straight away being tied to sticks and roasted over a fire?

That roasted chicken is still making a squeaking sound?

The moment Gu Luo saw the chicken, he felt numb. Is this some mysterious worship activity?

The little girl obviously didn't expect to encounter such a scene. She didn't even care that she had brought someone with her. As soon as she got off the car, she ran towards the children and said, "That's not how the chicken is cooked. At least you can cook the chicken."

Kill them and then burn them."

These seven or eight children were all about six or seven years old. A little boy raised his head and said to the little girl: "Wouldn't it be too cruel to kill the chicken?"

The little girl said angrily: "It's cruel to kill it, but isn't it cruel to roast it alive? Get it down quickly, how can you eat it? It smells like roasted chicken feathers. I told you to leave it and get it when I get back."

The kid said, "You've been running around all day. We're afraid you'll be too tired."

The little girl said: "Can't you do something within your ability? If you insist on challenging this, hurry up. I won't tell you anymore. I've invited a doctor to treat Old Pumpkin."

The little girl who was so nervous that she couldn't speak in front of Gu Luo, and who was beaten and kept silent in front of her parents, felt like she was back on her home court here, with an aura of 2.8 meters.

As soon as she spoke, several children immediately looked at her with admiration and followed her words, putting the chicken down.

The little girl turned around and walked towards Gu Luo. As soon as she came over, her 2.8 meter aura shrank to 0.28, "Sister, sister, follow me."

Several children stood in a row with curious and excited eyes open, and Gu Luo entered the hall under their attention.

There was a lot of hay piled up against the wall of the main hall, and two pieces of clothing were placed on the licorice. They looked tattered at first glance, but they were neatly folded.

A man of no apparent age was lying on the haystack on the ground, his face facing the wall, his hair was as messy as a fried hair, his clothes were in tatters, and his legs were covered in blood.

The hay underneath him was also bloody.

The little girl took two quick steps and squatted next to Old Pumpkin, pushing his shoulder, "Old Pumpkin, Old Pumpkin, I brought the doctor here."

The old pumpkin was motionless.

The little girl looked back at Gu Luo in fear, "Is he dead?"

Gu Luo didn't say anything. He knelt down next to Old Pumpkin. Now he poked his neck, and then he lay down from his side to his back. There was no trace of his expression on his pitch-black face, and his lips were dry.

It's quite annoying.

My body felt hot, even hotter than Yu Yan had done that day.

Gu Luo took his wrist and checked his pulse. His body was extremely weak. Not only was the injury on his leg causing excessive blood loss, but the body itself seemed to have been hollowed out from the inside.

Gu Luo took out the medicine bottle from the medicine box, got two Heavenly King Buxin Pills and put them into Old Pumpkin's mouth. The pills did not have to be swallowed, it was the same as holding them in the mouth and letting them fall into the stomach with saliva.

After stuffing the pills, she asked the little girl: "Can you get some clean water?"

The little girl immediately said: "There should be some in the water bag. I'll get it. There's a river behind, so I'll get some more."

After saying that, she got up and carried four or five water bags from the base of the wall, placed them at Gu Luo's feet, turned around and ran out again. After giving a few instructions outside, she heard a group of children running away.

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Gu Luo first used the cotton cloth from the medicine box dipped in water to do the most basic cleaning of Old Pumpkin's legs.

This wound...

He was injured by a sharp weapon, and the sharp weapon did not look like an ordinary sword or stick, but rather a sword with a special outline.

tooth shape.

Gu Luo suddenly had a picture in his mind.

Before traveling through time, she had a small pendant that she wore close to her body. The pendant looked like a knife, and the blade was serrated.

Her mother once said that this was something passed down from their ancestors, just like the recipe that made her hands itch.

Last time Zhao Shuang said that the recipe she used was unique to Beiyan.

He was obviously an overhead traveler, but Gu Luo couldn't hold it back and his heart skipped a beat.
Chapter completed!