Lamp Flower Smile

Thinking of this, Lu Tong couldn't help but retort: ​​"If you act in accordance with morality, you will be lucky if you don't predict it; if you act contrary to morality, even if you divine fortune, it will be bad. People should divine for themselves, and there is no need to ask for help."

People who do good deeds will have good luck without divination. People like him who do all the bad deeds will inevitably be struck by lightning even if the lanterns explode a hundred times.

The irony in these words must have been understood, and the man in black looked at Lu Chen with some surprise: "Have you read a book?"

Lu Chen didn't speak.

He looked at Lu Chen and said, "Since you have read books, why are you still a thief?"

Lu Chen: "..."

She couldn't bear it anymore: "I'm not a thief!"

She hates this person's "little thief", his contemptuous attitude and teasing tone, which all reveal this person's deep-seated arrogance.

It's the kind of person who doesn't forget to show off his condescending arrogance even when he needs help to escape.

"What is a thief if he doesn't steal something from a dead person?"

Lu Yan took a deep breath: "I am a doctor, and I took those things to make medicine."

She didn't understand why she was saying this to this person. Perhaps it was the contemptuous tone of the person in front of her that made her want to refute.

The other party seemed to be interested and looked at her: "Doctor?"

He said with a smile, as if he didn't take it seriously, "You use a dead body to make medicine. What kind of doctor are you? You can't be a murderer, right? A murderer?"

Lu Chen: "..."

She decided to shut up.

There is no point in arguing these things with a stranger. At least for now, it seems that he doesn't want her life, so when the snow stops early tomorrow morning, she and this person go their separate ways, and they have nothing to do with each other anymore, which can be considered satisfactory.

The wind and snow passed by the door of the ruined temple, and snow particles floated from the broken windows. The oil lamp burned quietly amidst the roar of the wind.

In this quiet shadow, the man in black suddenly said: "Little thief."

Lu Chen looked at him warily.

He looked at the burning firewood at his feet and asked, "You say you are a doctor, do you know how to sew wounds?"

"Won't."

Lu Zhuo answered readily. If you say too much, you will be wrong. It is better not to say anything.

"Really? But when you dug out the heart just now, there seemed to be golden needles in the box." He raised his chin and gestured to Lu Zhuo's medical box.

Lu Zhuo subconsciously hugged the Chinese medicine box in his arms, and then realized what he was doing.

He just saw the needle and called her a thief?

This person did it on purpose!

Lu Chen held back his anger and said, "We don't meet many patients on weekdays, so we don't have the opportunity to sew wounds." After a pause, he said deliberately: "So I found dead bodies to practice my skills on."

The temple was silent.

After a while, the man in black smiled and said, "That's it."

He raised his fingers at Lu Yan and said, "Here's a ready-made one to apologize to you. A living person is always more useful than a dead one."

Before Lu Zhuo understood what he meant, the man in black pressed his right shoulder with one hand and "tear--" he tore the clothes open, revealing his bloody shoulder and back.

In an instant, the thick smell of blood hit his nostrils.

Lu Chen's pupils shrank.

The man's injuries were extremely deep, spreading from his shoulders to his back. It looked like he had an arrow wound mixed with a knife wound, and his skin and flesh were so hideous that they were beyond recognition. Although Lu Zhen had guessed that the other party was injured at the beginning, he did not expect that the injury was so serious.

It's really because he looks and behaves like an ordinary person, without any weakness at all.

"Sew it up." He tilted his head and motioned for Lu Chen to come forward.

The flesh and blood from the arrow wound were blurred into a ball, and Lu Yan was trembling slightly in her heart. Although she had read the medical books in Yun Niang's house at Luomei Peak, she had never really treated anyone, so she subconsciously wanted to get up and avoid it: "No, I Won't……"

A hand grasped her wrist.

The man in black sat on the spot, grabbed her wrist with one hand and pulled her back, and said in a calm tone: "It doesn't matter, as long as she doesn't die."

Lu Chen: "..."

The man had to bow his head under the eaves. This man was so seriously injured, but he could still walk and jump. He showed no emotion or anger, and even held a knife to scare people. He looked like a ruthless character at first glance. At the moment she seems to have no right to refuse.

Lu Yan suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and looked at him: "...Shall I try?"

He let go of his hand and smiled: "That's right, doctors are parents."

Lu Zhuo sat down in front of the firewood pile again and opened the medical box in front of him.

There were two jars in the medical box. One earthenware jar was filled with heart and liver. Lu Zhuo took out the other iron jar and unplugged it.

The man in black's eyes moved and asked: "What is this?"

"Laxue." Lu Xu replied.

The third Wu day after the winter solstice is the winter solstice, and the snow before the winter solstice is suitable for the growth of vegetables and wheat, and can also freeze locust eggs to death. Seal wax snow in a bottle, it may be able to detoxify various poisons.

Heavy snowfall was rare in Sunan City for ten years, and the snow on Luomei Peak was different from the snow in the city. She originally wanted to take the can of snow back to the mountain, but she didn't expect it to be used here.

Lu Yan put the jar on the fire, and the jar of crystal-clear wax snow gradually turned into clear and transparent water, and then slowly emitted steam, noisy and boiling, like the solidified clouds in the mountain stream contaminated by the wind and dust of the world, becoming fresh Come alive.

Lu Yan took out another handkerchief from his arms and dipped it in the boiled wax snow to moisten it.

The man in black watched Lu Zhuo do all this quietly.

Finally, Lu Yan walked towards him with the soaked handkerchief.

He sat upright, and Lu Zhuo came around behind him and gently pulled down his torn clothes. When his eyes fell on him, his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

When he got closer, he could see clearly that the man's wounds were terrifying.

Lu Yan took a deep breath and wiped away the blood on his head bit by bit with a handkerchief. The wounds blurred by blood revealed the truth, which became more and more terrifying. The knife wounds and arrow wounds were both stabbed diagonally from behind. Judging from the direction, he was He was stabbed from behind, very close.

She couldn't help but glance at the other person.

The man in black lowered his head, his back was enveloped in the warmth of the lights on the snowy night, and his emotions could not be seen clearly.

His posture was as relaxed as usual.

Lu Zhuo stopped thinking about it and took out the golden needle from the velvet cloth of the medical box.

Yun Niang doesn’t want golden needles. Yun Niang has a lot of needles. Sometimes those needles are used for a long time and Yun Niang doesn’t feel like they are satisfactory, so she will replace a batch. Lu Chen picked up the needles, picked out the ones he could use, and hid them in his box. When Yun Niang saw them, she didn't say much.

She sometimes used those needles to sew medicine packs, but she had never used them to sew a wound. In fact, the skin under her hands was fresh and warm. In the past few years, she had touched it the most. The cold corpses in mass graves and among the dead in the execution ground.

She was not familiar with the living body.

The man in black asked: "What are you doing, taking advantage of me?"

Lu Chen: "..."

She put away her awe and caution towards the living body and inserted the needle.

The man in black groaned.

Lu Yan said calmly: "Sorry, it's my first time sewing wounds, so I'm not very skilled at it."

The man in black said nothing.

Lu Zhuo then lowered his head and sewed up.

The thread is mulberry white leather thread. Yunniang has a lot of mulberry white leather thread. Sometimes she uses it on the rabbits and foxes who are testing the medicine in Luomeifeng. Lu Yan secretly hid a small volume, but he didn't expect to use it here now.

Originally, the wound should be sutured like this, and sealing medicine and blood-dispersing ointment should be applied, but now there is nothing in her box.

But judging from the fact that this person is still alive and kicking, he should be able to survive even without these medicines.

Lu Chen sewed very carefully.

She was a little nervous at first, her fingers were trembling, and her movements were not very skillful. After all, this was her first time sewing wounds on someone. But then he gradually relaxed, and the person in front of him was very cooperative and didn't say a word. Even though it was very painful, he didn't feel any pain at all.

On a cold day, in the wilderness, heavy snow fell, surrounding the silent lights in the ruined temple as the only light.

After being sutured like this for an unknown amount of time, Lu Yan pulled off the last piece of mulberry-white leather thread, put the gold needle back on the flannel, and wiped away the spilled blood with a wet handkerchief. A centipede-like wound appeared in front of her.

Still an extremely ugly centipede.

Lu Chen: "..."

The man in black tilted his head slightly, wondering if he could clearly see the stitches on his shoulder. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Your embroidery skills are really bad."

Lu Zhuo felt a little guilty for no reason.

In the past, when she was in Changwu County, she was young and could not sit still. She never liked doing needlework and thread the most. Lu Qian was a better embroiderer than her. Later in Luomeifeng, she could barely sew a medicine bag, and she was able to sew a medicine bag. This person's sewing is really not very good. You must know that his figure is very beautiful, and the lines on his shoulders and back are smoother and neater than any dead body she has ever seen. Now it is so crooked and twisted, as if someone has scribbled on the exquisite silk.

It's really terrible.

"Thank you." The man in black didn't care about her embroidery skills and thanked her lightly.

Lu Chen was a little surprised.

She didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to. In fact, except for threatening her at the execution ground and leading the way, this man had always been polite and even had a good temper. While Lu Xuesheng was sewing the wound, he intentionally or unintentionally pulled on his wound. He didn't say anything, as if he didn't notice her deliberate revenge, or maybe he did, but endured it.

People who often walk among the dead always have a special sense of danger, but Lu Zhen didn't feel any danger in him.

He really didn't want her life.

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard the man in black ask her: "It seems that he is really a doctor, but since he is a doctor, why is he still wearing a mask?"

Lu Tong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to touch the top of his face.

The veil is nothing more than a long piece of white silk that covers the face from the front and back, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. The white silk hanging down is draped over the shoulders and back.

After all, she came to steal things from the dead. In fact, it was not wrong for the person to call her "little thief". She didn't want to walk arrogantly among the dead, so she wore the mask just for luck. Even if these dead people in the execution ground turned into ghosts and didn't see her face, they probably wouldn't be able to accurately find her.

This is how she comforted herself by deceiving herself.

Lu Yan said: "I'm ugly, I don't want to scare people."

He nodded, as if he agreed: "If you are ugly, you shouldn't come out to scare people."

Lu Chen: "..."

Although he has already fallen into such a predicament, he can still speak so unpleasantly. Lu Zhuo looked at his face. For some reason, his mind became hot. He suddenly jumped up and raised his hand to grab the black scarf on his face——

"So, you're pretty?"

The firelight in the oil lamp was swayed violently by the wind of her clothes, and the figure was also swayed.

Lu Yan only felt a pain in his wrist.

His movements were surprisingly fast, and before Lu Zhuo could touch his face towel, he had already grasped her wrist and pulled her back hard.

Lu Zhen was startled, and her back was about to hit the altar table. The next moment, someone stretched out his arm to cushion her behind. She bumped into the opponent's arms, and the opponent grabbed her wrist and pulled her back slightly, avoiding the pain she would suffer next.

Lu Chen was in shock and grabbed the lapel of his clothes, subconsciously looking up at him.

The light was on the altar table above his head. He was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning over slightly. At first glance, he looked kind-hearted and concerned. The black scarf still covered his face tightly, and perhaps he was very close, so he could clearly see his beautiful outline, as well as his jewel-like eyes and long eyelashes that were particularly clear under the light.

Suddenly, Lu Chen had a strange illusion.

He is indeed young, perhaps a young man with good skin.

The man in black frowned and looked at her intently. Lu Yan swallowed, and saw the man in front of him suddenly bent his eyes, and said in a neither salty nor cool tone: "You are so quick to turn your back."

After saying this, he reached out to the veil on her face with one hand.

Lu Chen couldn't help but close his eyes.

If she could, she really didn't want her face to be exposed in front of others, like the one on Luomei Peak and the one in Changwu County, separated only by this thin layer of clothing. But now that she was taking off her clothes in front of others, it was as if she was forced to accept another self.

A self that even she doesn't want to admit.

Lu Zhen felt that his hand had reached the corner of her coat. With just a little force, her face would be exposed to the light.

The sound of wind came faintly from outside the door. Lu Zhen waited for a long time, but there was no other action.

His eyelashes trembled, and Lu Yan opened his eyes slightly.

Those bright eyes were in front of her, and her own reflection was clearly reflected in the pupils. It seemed as if he was holding back a smile. He pinched the corner of Lu Zong's coat and sighed.

"Little thief, no one taught you when you came out. When you do bad things, you should tie your towel tightly." He gently pulled on Lu Zhuo's coat, as if he was disgusted, "This one will fall off as soon as you pull it."

Lu Chen was stunned.

The man in black had already let go of his hand and sat down on the cushion again.

The burning fire calmed down again, and the long shadow cast on the ground no longer shook.

Lu Yan silently got up from the ground, walked to the firewood pile and sat down, deciding not to do anything ridiculous in a hotheaded way.

The man in black glanced at Lu Chen and called her, "Hey."

Lu Chen didn't speak.

He seemed to be teasing her: "I am a young master from a wealthy family. If you help me, I will repay you in the future."

A young master from a wealthy family?

As if she finally had a handle in her hands, Lu Zhu immediately sneered: "The young master who threatens others and hides among the dead? What kind of young master are you, the assassin young master?"

Man in black:"……"

He sighed: "You really hold a grudge."

Lu Zhen snorted in his heart and said nothing.

She became bolder and bolder, and spoke more and more unscrupulously. Lu Qian once said that Lu Yan is the best at judging people's looks. She becomes more arrogant when faced with people who are tolerant to her. She becomes more and more arrogant when faced with people who are harsh towards her.

Since arriving at Luomei Peak with Yun Niang, the person she has seen the most is Yun Niang, and the people she has dealt with the most are corpses. Dullness, indifference, and numbness turned her into another person.

But something is different today.

Perhaps it was because the snow that was rare in ten years in Sunan City tonight was very similar to the snow in front of the Lu family in Changwu County, so she turned back into the Lu San girl from the Lu family who refused to suffer. Or maybe it was because of the bright-eyed girl in front of her. Although the man in black threatened her verbally, he never really harmed her from beginning to end. Instead, he seemed to be indulging in a way that he was too lazy to care about.

They took shelter from the wind and snow in the ancient temple on a cold night, like two animals meeting each other unexpectedly, wary and keeping each other warm, each with its own tolerance, each with its own typhoid fever.

There is also a tacit understanding not to pry into each other's secrets.

Lu Yan reminded: "You are a young master, you shouldn't owe me medical fees, right?"

The man in black was taken aback: "Diagnostic fee?"

"Yes." Lu Zhu nodded, "Needles and threads to sew wounds are very expensive."

He was stunned for a moment, smiled sarcastically, and asked, "How much do you want?"

"Two taels of silver." Lu Zhuoshi opened his mouth.

"Is it so expensive?" he said, picking it up in his arms.

Lu Zhen had some time to wait.

The man in black took it into his arms for a long time, until his movements gradually became stiff. Even though he was covered with a face mask, Lu Zhuo seemed to see a trace of embarrassment on his face.

He didn't take out any silver coins.

Lu Yan looked at him quietly: "Aren't you the young master?"

He calls himself a young master, but he doesn't have a penny in his body. How can a young master go out without even taking any money with him?

Sure enough, he was lying.

He hummed softly, lowered his head, looked at his fingers, and took off a silver ring from his hand.

The man in black touched the silver ring, as if he was reluctant to part with it. The next moment, he threw the silver ring into Lu Yan's arms: "This is for you."

Lu Chen lowered his head and looked.

It was a very old silver ring. The pattern engraved on it was blurred due to too much rubbing. It was not very bright because it was spattered with blood, and seemed to be a little rusty.

Lu Yan picked up the silver ring and looked at it in disgust, saying, "It's not worth anything."

This silver ring looks very old and the material is very ordinary. It may not even be sold for a tael of silver.

He didn't care about Lu Zhuo's dislike and smiled: "This is a token. If you go to Shengjing in the future and bring this to me, I will know that it is you."

Lu Tong was stunned: "Are you from Shengjing?"

Shengjing is thousands of miles away from southern Jiangsu, but he is actually from Shengjing?

"Didn't I tell you that I am the young master of a wealthy family." He said disapprovingly, "Take this and come to me at Yuxian Tower on Qinghe Street in the south of Shengjing City. I'll treat you to Yuxian Tower's candied haws."

Lu Yan held the silver ring in her palm. The silver ring carried his body temperature. It was warm. She put the silver ring into the medical box and whispered: "Let's wait until you can return to Shengjing alive." .”

She didn't know who this man was or why he was here. However, being covered in wounds and hiding among the dead in the execution ground itself showed the danger of his situation.

Just because he could spend one night in a ruined temple on a snowy night in southern Jiangsu did not mean he could survive the second night. Living in this world is already a hardship for some people.

The man in black said nothing and looked out the window.

The cold snow is flying in the wasteland, the north wind is pressing heavily on the forest tops, and the vast land is broken into pieces, and the traces of running hooves of animals and birds are gone.

There are only ruined temples and lonely lamps in disarray.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to fiddle with the wick in the oil lamp.

The silver lamp is shining brightly, blooming and forming stamens in the empty and ruined temple, burning and producing light, like a small burning flower ball.

He said: "Didn't I say that the lanterns are smiling and Pepsi is happy? You and I will have good luck in the future."

Lu Tong was startled.

He turned his head, looked at Lu Shun and smiled slightly.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have met you here tonight."