Chapter 156 A hundred years ago [13] Mo Qing: Do you want to keep a distance from me?
The original word is: He wants to kill me, so I should kill him. He must die, but it is not your responsibility.
However, Jiang Ke opened his mouth and said, "What is your position when it comes to controlling life and death?"
Mo Qing was horrified.
She held the machete downwards in her hand, but grabbed Jiang Ke's collar, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What did you say?"
After being shaken by Mo Qing, the severe pain in Jiang Ke's head eased a little. He seemed to have escaped from the illusion. He shook his head and became more awake. He pursed his lips and frowned.
"I asked--"
Mo Qing wanted to press for questions.
Suddenly, there was some movement from above. Mo Qing looked up and without thinking, he grabbed Jiang Ke's shoulder and pushed him back. Then he got up and kicked the fallen object with a roundhouse kick.
"Bang!"
The vase that fell straight down changed direction after Mo Qing's kick and hit the open ground, breaking into pieces.
She reacted too quickly.
By the time the vase landed, few people had reacted.
"ah--"
A scream came from the lobby, sharp and alarming, attracting a lot of attention.
At this time, a red shadow flashed past, causing a gust of wind. When everyone was surprised, Mo Qing had already entered the house.
There was not enough light, and in the dilapidated lobby, countless rats were moving and jumping up and down, which made people's scalp numb. No matter who saw this scene, they were frightened.
"upstairs!"
Song Yiyuan, who followed closely behind, shouted.
A dark shadow flashed upstairs.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qing had already stepped on the debris piled in the middle and climbed all the way up. Then he stood up and jumped directly to the railing on the second floor.
She didn't stop and chased straight in the direction where the black shadow was fleeing.
At this time, Goblin rushed to Song Yiyuan's side, but was frightened by the rats all over the floor. He could not overcome the psychological pressure and rushed up.
but--
Another figure went upstairs.
Song Yiyuan and Goblin looked intently.
It's Jiang Ke.
"Mr. Jiang is truly a hero." Goblin, who was so frightened by the mouse that his skin crawled with goosebumps, stared blankly at Jiang Ke's back and sighed with emotion.
Song Yiyuan patted the back of his head: "Why are you so stunned? Chase him."
Goblin asked: "Where to pursue?"
Song Yiyuan pulled Goblin and turned around: "Go from outside."
So, the four of them started to act separately.
The hard-working workers on the crew are not as mentally strong as they are. First, their legs were so frightened that "two stand-ins were almost smashed to death by vases", and now they see rats doing evil everywhere, they just feel like they are in a nightmare.
.
Some people couldn't bear the shock and ran straight to the yard to vomit.
"Get off here!" Operator Du scolded Xiao Wu with a dark face as he looked at Xiao Wu who jumped directly on top of him.
"Du, Brother Du..."
Xiao Wu turned pale with fright and his voice trembled.
He said in panic: "Whoever did this is a human or a ghost."
"..."
Only the devil knows!
…
Mo Qing jumped onto the eaves.
The buildings in the town are all low-rise houses, densely packed, close to each other, with eaves connected to eaves.
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow jumping down from the eaves in front.
Immediately, she chased after her without any hesitation, her figure was as light as a butterfly, the cool night breeze blew by, and her skirt swayed, stunning every eye in this small town night.
Several families who had not rested yet looked up inadvertently and saw the red shadow, thinking it was an illusion.
Immortals come down to earth?
*
Mo Qing chased him all the way to the river.
It rained again during the day, and the river bank seemed to be rising again. The river was raging like a wild beast, swallowing up the sand and loess, and sweeping away everything on the river bank.
When the black shadow fled towards the embankment, Mo Qing fell from the sky.
The moment he landed in front of the black shadow, Mo Qing swept his leg and kicked the opponent directly in the head. The black shadow was shaken by the impact, but surprisingly stabilized his body.
A flash of surprise flashed across Mo Qing's eyes.
With this kick, an ordinary person would be unconscious for at least a day.
Directly lose the ability to fight.
However, this man is stronger than expected.
Narrowing his eyes, Mo Qing continued to attack people without stopping.
This man's body is as hard as steel, his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, and his resistance is extremely strong. However, he can only resist and use brute force. He fights without any rules and is obviously not trained.
After a while, Mo Qing attacked his vitals and finally kicked him in the abdomen, knocking him to the ground.
He fell hard.
There was a loud noise on the ground.
This is a trail with no street lights, only a light at the end, and the light is very dim.
Mo Qing walked towards the man, but when he got closer, the man actually grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Mo Qing. When Mo Qing tilted his head, he stood up like a carp, turned around and ran away.
Mo Qing hissed.
——Looks like he has an ordinary body shape, but why is this man’s blood so thick?
Mo Qing wanted to give chase, but the next moment, a black shadow suddenly moved in the darkness of the alley.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Qing saw the man holding up a brick. When the man panicked and ran away from him, he smashed the brick into the back of the man's head.
This move of bricks is really ruthless.
Ordinary people can burp directly.
The man fell straight down, twitched, and then stopped moving.
Mo Qing put his hand on the back of his neck, moved his neck, and then walked over slowly.
The man who was hiding in the dark and making a sneak attack appeared in his eyes. Mo Qing glanced over and saw Jiang Keyun's calm face.
Looking down, Mo Qing looked at the bricks in his hand.
Jiang Ke followed her gaze and then calmly threw the brick away and clapped his hands very casually, as if nothing happened just now.
His magnanimity has nothing to do with the word "sneak attack".
"How did you catch up?" Mo Qing looked at him and asked suspiciously.
Jiang Ke replied: "Take the trail."
"oh."
Mo Qing nodded slightly.
She squatted down next to the man who fell to the ground, raised her hand to grab the man's shoulder, lifted him, and turned him over.
At the same time, Jiang Ke turned on the flashlight mode of his mobile phone, and a beam of light fell on the man's face.
When they saw the man's appearance, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were both stunned.
It's Yin Lin.
He has a simple and honest face, an unshaven beard, and his messy hair is hidden in an old peaked cap.
Mo Qing was kicked in the head, and Jiang carved a brick. His head was broken, and blood seeped out, soaking his neck and ears.
"It's really him." Jiang Ke frowned.
"Not necessarily." Mo Qing looked at it for a moment and shook his head, "Although it is a shadow in the picture taken by Goblin, his clothing and body shape are all different from his."
Jiang Ke speculated: "What do you mean..."
"two."
Mo Qing confirmed his guess.
Jiang Ke's expression changed slightly.
Without saying anything, Jiang Ke walked to the other side of Yin Lin, squatted down beside him, then stretched out his fingers to test his breath, and then explored the side of his neck.
He said: "Alive."
Mo Qing said: "Those with rough skin and thick flesh cannot die."
Jiang Ke said: "You deal with it for him."
Hearing this, Mo Qing felt a little unhappy.
——Who is commanding?
However, before Mo Qing could say anything, Jiang Ke stood up, took out his cell phone and walked away.
He made a call to the crew's director Du, informing them that there might be someone hiding there, and asked the crew to call it a day and leave without delay.
Mo Qing took off Yin Lin's peaked cap and lowered his head to check Yin Lin's injuries.
When Jiang Ke finished the call, she suddenly asked: "Do you have Song Yiyuan's phone number?"
Jiang Ke replied: "I know."
He said "know", not "have".
He knew Song Yiyuan's phone number because Song Yiyuan was Mo Qing's class teacher. Jiang Ke had written down Song Yiyuan's contact information at the parent-teacher meeting.
However, his mobile phone card is brand new and does not have a few numbers saved.
Of course there is no Song Yiyuan.
He called Song Yiyuan according to his memory, but no one answered.
"No one answered?"
Mo Qing's voice was accompanied by the sound of tearing fabric.
Jiang Ke looked at the sound, then his eyes paused and his Adam's apple slid.
Mo Qing, who was dressed in red, was half-crouching. He was pulling off a corner of his skirt, pulling off a long piece of red cloth, and then leaned over to bandage Yin Lin's head wound.
Because of the "fairy" setting, she didn't wear shoes.
She was so busy chasing people just now that she didn't have time to put on shoes, so she was still barefoot.
After tearing off a piece of red cloth, her feet were exposed. Her feet were very beautiful, white and exquisite, and her thin ankles matched the chain, giving her an indescribable sexiness.
Hook people.
The stylist on the set is very good. A piece of cloth, a red string and a few paper clips were used to create a stunning look.
Cover what should be covered, and don’t reveal anything.
However, the properly exposed half-shoulders, long legs, and ankles all attract people's attention.
Mo Qing tied up the red cloth. He didn't hear Jiang Ke's response for a long time and suddenly looked up.
She asked: "Mute?"
Jiang Ke's gaze narrowed slightly.
He said "hmm" and responded: "No one answered."
"Forget it." Mo Qing clapped his hands, stood up, and pointed at Yin Lin, "What should he do?"
Jiang Ke was slightly startled: "Is this settled?"
Mo Qing asked back: "What else?"
Jiang Ke felt a sudden pain in his temple: "Aren't you a medical saint?"
"What's unreasonable?" Mo Qing was confused, "My bandaging technique should be very standard."
"..."
Jiang Ke raised his hand and pressed his temples.
The bandaging technique was flawless and very professional.
However, Mo Qing's way of handling the injury was too rough. Any trainee nurse would have handled it better than Mo Qing.
Although Mo Qing had many shining moments in his medical skills, Jiang Ke always had reservations about Mo Qing's title of "Medical Saint".
"Handling it well," under Mo Qing's gaze, Jiang Ke thought for a while and found a suitable word, "very perfunctory."
"That's right." Mo Qing smiled, "I'm a military doctor."
"What?"
Jiang Ke didn't understand.
"I usually don't deal with minor injuries like this." Mo Qing glanced condescendingly at Yin Lin, who was lying on the ground, and said lightly, "It's a waste of time."
Jiang Ke: "..."
It was he who ignored environmental issues.
Somehow, Jiang Ke sighed very softly in his indescribable emotions.
Even he himself doesn't know why.
He pointed at Yin Lin: "Let's take him back first."
Mo Qing's eyes fell on the raging river, and he wondered: "Bridge hole?"
If it rains again tonight, Yin Lin's cabin may not be washed away, but it will probably be flooded.
Jiang Ke said: "The hotel where I live."
Mo Qing was stunned: "Are you staying in a hotel?"
"Otherwise?" Jiang Ke asked back, noticing Mo Qing's subtle expression, he suddenly understood something and curled his lips, "Do you think I will live in his wooden house?"
"..."
Mo Qing was silent.
Not answering is the default.
That's what she thought.
Jiang Ke walked towards Yin Lin and explained: "No, I can't sleep."
He bent down and helped Yin Lin up.
Yin Lin's figure was not exactly burly, but he still had some weight. In comparison, Jiang Ke's figure was slimmer, and he looked like a pampered nobleman.
However, Jiang Ke easily helped Yin Lin up.
*
In order to make it easier to go back and forth to the bridge cave, Jiang Ke chose a hotel nearby, but the environment was worse than that of Mo Qing and others.
However, compared with the bridge cave, it is considered paradise.
Jiang Ke booked a double room, which happened to have an extra bed, enough for Yin Lin to lie down.
After moving the dirty Yin Lin to the bed, Jiang Ke went to wash his hands. As soon as he came out, he saw Mo Qing holding a small porcelain bottle in one hand and a pill in the other hand, and was putting it into Yin Lin's mouth.
When Jiang Ke saw this, he didn't stop him.
He only asked: "What did you give him to eat?"
Mo Qing shook the small porcelain bottle in his hand and curled his lips: "Poison."
Jiang Ke smiled.
"The one that healed him has a hypnotic effect, so he won't wake up in the middle of the night." Mo Qing explained.
Jiang Ke was not surprised.
However, the next moment, Jiang Ke looked at Mo Qing's clothes and suddenly realized something.
"Where did you hide this medicine bottle?" Jiang Ke asked.
Mo Qing didn't have a pocket on his body.
The small medicine bottle is not a hidden weapon. It is not that easy to hide. Where did she keep it?
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and threw the medicine bottle to Jiang Ke.
She stood upright, smiled casually, and said in a lazy voice: "Hide it in your pocket."
Jiang Ke raised his hand and grabbed the medicine bottle.
Afterwards, he reached into his coat pocket and found a small porcelain bottle and a pack of acupuncture needles.
——When did she release it?
Mo Qing admired the subtle emotional changes on his face and asked, "Are you surprised?"
Jiang Ke: "..." No.
"I thought it would be useful, so I put it in your pocket." Mo Qing walked around the end of the bed and walked towards Jiang Ke, with a slim figure, "Oh, the other bottle of medicine is for your headache."
She came to Jiang Ke and asked, "How is your headache lately?"
Jiang Ke replied: "It's okay."
"oh."
Under Jiang Ke's gaze, Mo Qingluo generously put his hand into his pocket.
There were two pieces of clothing, with a shirt underneath, which was very thin. When her hand slipped into the pocket, she could clearly feel his body temperature, and her fingertips were wiped against his waist through two layers of fabric.
When her fingers pinched the needle pack, Jiang Ke pinched her wrist.
Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes and retreated a little lazily, his eyes carrying a bit of edge.
His eyes were warm, naked and unobstructed, scanning Mo Qing's brows.
He squeezed her wrist tightly and warned her every word: "If you don't want to cause trouble, just keep your distance from me."
Mo Qing didn't move.
He didn't go to get the acupuncture needle, nor did he break away from her hand.
She stood in front of Jiang Ke, the thin cloth unable to cover her body temperature.
"And you?"
Mo Qing looked into Jiang Ke's eyes.
She chuckled, her smile was so charming and casual.
