Chapter 21 Chapter Twenty

When Song Minglei sent me back to Xifengyuan, I was already unconscious. I had a high fever for several days, and I woke up and fell asleep. In my dreams, there were always countless demons, countless ghosts biting Jinxiu, and she treated me there. I stretched out my hands and cried, but I was surrounded by all the evil spirits and couldn't go to rescue me. My chest hurt like someone was breaking my ribs abruptly. I kept crying and calling Jinxiu's name, and Yuan Feibai's anxious and panicked face appeared from time to time in front of my eyes. I had a lot of weird dreams. Sometimes I dreamed that Song Minglei was kneeling on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, and Yuan Feibai sat high in front of him with an angry face. He asked coldly: "What did you say to her?" What? Do you want to torture her to death?"

And Song Minglei arrogantly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered at him: "Third Master's words are wrong, you are the one who really tormented her! Have you forgotten how you promised us Xiao Wuyi back then?" Sometimes I dream of Jinxiu standing in front of my bed with tears all over her face, looking at me in pain, and standing behind the white mask that killed me. He said coldly: "She is dying, now you are satisfied?" ………… Then I fell into a coma for a few days, and regained consciousness amidst the melodious and sad sound of the piano, and the voices of Suhui and Xie Sanniang came from my ears.

"Mother, will the wooden girl die?" Su Hui's voice was a bit bitter. "Damn boy, don't talk nonsense, let the third master hear it, and the third master will be in a hurry again." Sanniang's voice was a little sad: "It's really pitiful, I'm only fifteen years old." "But Mr. Zhao said, if Muyatou can't wake up today, she won't be able to wake up again in the future." As he spoke, Suhui suddenly sobbed: "Mother, Muyatou is a good person, can you please stop?" Let her die." "Stupid child, even Mr. Zhao said so, what can mother do? Mother also likes Muyatou, since Muyatou came to our garden, the young master is much happier than before, and mother also wants her to come back to life... Sigh, you'd better go back to the third master and tell the third master to stop playing, don't you have to put on the clothes for Miss Mu first, and prepare her to go on the road." Xie Sanniang couldn't help sobbing anymore while talking.

Hui burst into tears, and then with the sound of pushing the door, his crying gradually weakened. I tried to open my eyes, only to see that I was lying in my own room, and there was no one there. Suhui probably went to report to Yuan Feibai first. The news of my death, and Xie Sanniang must have gone to prepare a shroud for me. I tried to sit up, but the old pain in my ribs made me break out in a cold sweat. Thinking of what Su Hui said just now, I thought that Zhao Menglin is really a master of medicine, I really can't neglect martial arts, eat oily and spicy food, and be emotional. !Mr. Zhao said that if I can't wake up today, I won't wake up forever?In that case, is there hope for me to come back to life or is it just a flashback?I sneered, if it was a flashback, then I would have to kill Liu Yansheng first, I gritted my teeth and got out of bed, fell heavily on the ground, standing up with sweat profusely holding on to the stool, took the reward from the dressing table, Move outward.

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside, and it started to rain heavily. It can be seen that God does not approve of my revenge at this time. However, thinking of Jinxiu's desperate and sad tears, I frantically moved towards the direction of Ziyuan. Unfortunately, I just moved a few steps away. Suhui's exclamation came from behind: "Third Master, Mu girl, Mu girl, she, she, she, she..." I ignored his cries, and just kept walking forward, I really hate how bad my Qinggong is, a figure flickered in front of me, and Wei Hu was already in front of my eyes, he knelt down on one leg in the rain, shaking his voice Said: "Miss Mu has not recovered from her serious injury, please take care of her body and go back quickly."

I walked around him silently and staggered forward, ignoring him holding an umbrella for me behind me, shouting anxiously beside me, I walked a few steps with difficulty, only thinking about killing Liu Yansheng and avenging Jinxiu this thought. A familiar figure in white floated over. I raised my head, and it turned out to be Yuan Feibai with a walking stick. He was soaked all over. I hadn’t seen him for a few days. His stunning face was haggard. A droplet formed on the chin, flowing down like a curtain of crystal beads. He looked at me with surprise and pain in his eyes: "You...you finally woke up, where are you going?"

I wanted to go around him again, but at this moment, all my strength was exhausted. I let go of my hand, and my body fell to the ground. I fell into Yuan Feibai's arms suddenly, and even crushed Yuan Feibai to the ground. , Wei Hu had already covered the big oil umbrella on the top, Yuan Feibai hugged me tightly, and asked repeatedly in a trembling voice: "Where are you going, Mujin?" I looked at the umbrella and remembered the scene when Qiao Wan gave Jinxiu an umbrella to leave Guantaoju. Looking back, I realized that I had only walked a few tens of meters. Jinxiu, Jinxiu, my poor sister, I can only blame how useless your sister is. She couldn't protect you when she was in good health. Now that she is sick like this, how can I protect you!

I couldn't help hugging Yuan Feibai tightly, and burst into tears in despair, and then I lost consciousness uselessly. When I woke up the next day, Zhao Menglin came to take my pulse and said that it would be fine after resting for a few days, and what I said before, such as strengthening the body, cultivating the body, never eating spicy food, Avoid getting angry or something. This illness of mine has made Xifengyuan a mess, and I have been thinking over and over again how to avenge Jinxiu, and it turns out that no matter who talks to me, I just keep ignoring them. Even Song Minglei and Biying came to see me, but I ignored them, they had to go back sad. I heard Jinxiu had been in Xi'an, but never showed up again.

It wasn't for nothing that I didn't want to answer, and he didn't force me, but stayed by my side every step of the way, personally fed medicine and soup, and helped me to help my piano from time to time to relieve my worries. On this day, I was finally able to go to the ground. I got up early and came to the training ground. After a while, Suhui pushed Yuan Feibai over, followed by Han Xiuzhu. When Suhui saw me, she screamed: "Wood!" Ah... Miss Mu is the first to arrive today, it's really strange!" Yuan Feibai looked at me for a while, with a hint of understanding in his eyes, and smiled at me: "It seems that Mujin has made up her mind!"

I also returned a smile and blessed Yuan Feibai and Han Xiuzhu: "In the past, Mu Jin was naughty and ignorant, please forgive me from the third master and Mr. Han, and from today onwards, please ask the third master and Mr. Han to be strict with Mu Jin in terms of martial arts." teach." This may be the first time I have practiced martial arts so seriously, because I have figured out a truth that if I want to protect my loved ones, I must first strengthen myself, even though I may not live to be thirty years old, so I I must do everything for my sister before I go to hell. The so-called person who knows you best is always your worst enemy, so I asked Zhang Demao to help me investigate Liu Yansheng.

I started to borrow all kinds of books from Yuan Feibai again, most of them were war books, and I went to his private library whenever I was free. Sometimes I humbly asked him and Han Xiuzhu for advice. Suhui always said that I seemed to be a different person. He looks like a human being, with a very calm smile on his face, just like the empty face of a Buddha, and Han Xiuzhu looks at me deeper and deeper every day, only Yuan Feibai treats me calmly as usual, and always answers my questions patiently. Time is precious, and I no longer hide my talent and learning. I often draw inferences when discussing an issue with him. Sometimes we talk by candlelight until the cock crows, and the excitement remains undiminished. People's views are even very modern people's views. It can be said that he is the only person since Song Minglei who can talk to me so profoundly, and the way he looks at me is becoming more and more gentle and joyful. My daily life is more caring than ever before, asking questions about my health, but unfortunately I am no longer able to find out whether it is true or not that he treats me like this, or because of his mysterious lover, because all I have in my heart is to kill Liu Yansheng and avenge Jinxiu. . Yuan Feibai asked Wei Hu to teach me how to ride and shoot. As for horse riding, I fell a few times. Yuan Feibai asked Wei Hu to slow down the pace. It took two days before I learned it. However, I have some talent for shooting. I mastered the essentials in an hour, and it was so accurate that I was only short of my skill. Even Wei Hu was amazed. I was studying bows and arrows during the rest, and my heart moved, and I asked Wei Hu: "Wei Zhuang, do we have continuous shooting in the East Court?" Dozens, or even hundreds of bows?" He was silent for a while, then replied: "Miss, in the hussar camp, I have seen the most powerful bowman, and he can only shoot ten shots in a row. Tens or even hundreds of them may not have been discovered in the world so far.” I thought of Gu Long's peerless double pride, and asked on a whim, "Have you ever heard of the rain-exploding pear blossom needle?" He stared at me. For the next few days, in the summer, Wei Hu and I hid in his woodworking and iron laboratory sweating profusely. Yuan Feibai found a skilled craftsman named Lu Yuan for us. He was more taciturn than Wei Hu, his face was severely burned, and he was said to be a descendant of Lu Ban. First, we have successfully developed a bow and crossbow capable of launching one hundred bows at the same time. Two people are required to operate it at the same time, one person lifts the bow and the other shoots the arrow. The range can be about 400 meters, which is quite powerful in that era. I was thinking about whether to name it Shenzhou-1 or something in the name of Jinxiu, when Lu Yuan’s extremely terrifying and hoarse laughter came from behind me. I looked back, his eyes were shining with excitement, and his burnt face was in front of him. Under the moonlight, it seemed to be the sinister smile of an evil spirit. I was still afraid, and I couldn’t help but step back, but when I looked back, Wei Hu’s smile was even more terrifying. I began to suspect that this was the case for all technical people in that era. Thinking that the preliminary model was successful, I felt relieved. I suppressed my timidity, and then told Lu Yuan my next plan. I asked him to reduce the size of this bow and crossbow so that it can be used to tie on the wrist. It looks like an ordinary jewelry, but it must be used as a peerless hidden weapon. It is best to put some huge poison. Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan gave me a sharp look, and then took a sudden step forward to grab my hand. shoulders, shouted sharply: "How can you have such ingenious ideas at such a young age, and why is your heart so vicious." Seeing the grimace like Song Danping, I was terrified, my shoulder blades seemed to be crushed by him, Wei Hu hurried forward and pulled Lu Yuan away, but when Lu Yuan reminded me, he also looked at me with doubts , I straightened my clothes, and said calmly: "When Mr. Lu makes it, I will tell you my use." On the second day, Zhang Demao came to deliver daily necessities as usual. I said it was time to order the goods, and I put the stolen crossbow manufacturing drawings and the latest design drawings of wrist-bound crossbows in the account book and handed them to him. His eyes flickered, I took it with a smile. In the twinkling of an eye, Qixi Festival is approaching. In ancient times, Qiqiao Festival was a very important festival for girls, because on this day, girls sacrificed to the double stars, begging themselves to be exquisite and clever, so that they can love each other with their sweethearts and live a happy life. The embroidered door and Yao Fei take the second time to bloom, and the flowers are the barrier and the jade is the platform.Qingxi's little girl, Lan Qiaomei, has a date and begs for a coincidence. When Xie Sanniang came to look for me excitedly, I was in Wei Hudi's craftsman's room with disheveled hair and muddy face, with charcoal pencils stuck in my ears, sitting on a pile of drawings, no different from an ordinary decoration worker, Xie Sanniang Naturally, I was very surprised, and then I didn't care about the pros and cons, I was still thinking hard about how to combine gunpowder and pearl crossbows, and I was pulled into the garden, and I was seriously educated, saying that the fifteen-year-old girl had already When I grow up, I will serve the third master in the future. How can I not pay attention to women's appearance so much? I was bowing my head and my scalp was numb. I didn't want Yuan Feibai and Song Minglei, who hadn't seen me for a long time, to pass by the plum garden. Seeing me like this is also true. Startled, Song Minglei's eyes flashed with heartache, while Yuan Feibai sighed, beckoned to me, let me sit on the small chair beside him, and then held my little face in one hand while using his Gently wiped my face with my sleeve, and said softly: "Don't blame Sanniang for talking too much, this time even I, a master, feel distressed. Listen to me and stop messing with those things. What are you going to do? What? Let me help you." I looked at the stains on his white sleeves, and my heart trembled. He has always been a man of absolutism, and he is not close to people. Today, he did not avoid everyone to stain my clothes for me. Why? I raised my head and met his twinkling phoenix eyes. For a moment, I wanted to ask him a thousand words, but I couldn't speak for a long time. I turned my face away. Song Minglei's face was clear and cold, looking at me. It was so sad. On Qixi Festival, Xie Sanniang helped me bathe with Tianhe water, wash my hair, and then put on the best lavender silk flower dress for me. On my head, I wore a bun with fragrant white orchids on it. Draw eyebrows, smear rouge powder, slightly red lips, light pink flowers printed on the forehead, and then dye the nails with impatiens juice. After dressing up like this, Lian Suhui also praised that the wooden girl can be so beautiful. Song Minglei looked at me tenderly in the corner, while Yuan Feibai stared deeply at me without saying a word.