Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

The old woman's cloudy eyes brightened a bit because of Xu Mingyue's words, but when she saw the age and clothing of the woman in front of her clearly, she felt anxious.

Under the flood disaster, a woman of such a young age could travel alone and still be clean and tidy, which made the old woman have to think more about this woman's methods.

But if he didn't believe the woman in front of him, her son might not survive.

With no way out, the old woman had no choice but to take a gamble and hold her son's convulsing body firmly.

Xu Mingyue pulled out the silver needle from the needle bag very skillfully. As soon as the first needle was inserted, Ah Niu's convulsive arc became smaller.

Everyone knew that Xu Mingyue really wanted to save people, when a butcher walked up to Xu Mingyue and grabbed Xu Mingyue's hand with the intention of inserting a silver needle again.

"Little girl, there are some things that are beyond your control."

As expected, the dagger flew out of Xu Mingyue's sleeve. The sharp blade penetrated the man's hand and plunged directly into the mud. The butcher's cry of pain could be heard.

Even though the palm was penetrated, there was only a trace of blood on the back of the butcher's hand. Considering the woman's familiarity and ability to control the meridians, A Niu would definitely be saved.

People die for money, and birds die for food. No matter how fearful Xu Mingyue's dagger was, these people still couldn't part with the four big bags of rice bulging behind the old woman.

"Come here, this witch wants to kill the head of my family."

"Old woman, this little girl is acting so cruelly. Are you sure she really saved your son?"

"After the silver needle was pierced, your son really stopped moving. Are you sure it's not because he is about to die?"

"Those of us are not necessarily good people. Are you sure this witch is not seeking wealth or death?"

"If a little girl like her can survive to this day, she may have many lives on her hands."

The words of the people around her reached the old woman's ears, revealing her original worries.

The old woman loosened her hand on A Niu and secretly touched the rice behind her. When she looked at Xu Mingyue again, the already precarious trust collapsed instantly.

The restraint was released, and A Niu, who had been suppressed, twisted and squirmed. The old woman's withered hand stopped Xu Mingyue's hand that was about to stab the silver needle.

A man dressed in ocher and holding a black fan broke through the wind and rain and walked into the temple. He teleported to the old woman's side. The hand that was trying to kill him suddenly changed his expression when he realized that the person beside him was Xu Mingyue. It became the acupuncture point that sealed the old woman.

Taking the old woman's place, she firmly held down the squirming man.

"The doctor will treat you with peace of mind. No one else dares to make a mistake."

A man's voice is as threatening as a drum, and more airy; like a bell, it is long and quiet, and more clear.

Hearing this in Xu Mingyue's ears was very relaxing.

The silver needle in his hand was gradually inserted, the man on the ground closed his foaming mouth, the trembling stopped, and the old woman's sealed acupuncture points were also released.

Looking at her son who was lying on the ground and waking up, the old woman realized how chilling her actions just now were.

She almost killed her only son for the four bags of rice behind her.

Filled with regret, the old woman kowtowed in Xu Mingyue's direction.

Xu Mingyue lightly hooked her toes, and the blade inserted in the back of the man's hand was kicked into the air and firmly inserted into the scabbard in Xu Mingyue's hand.

After frightening the eyeing victims around her, Xu Mingyue looked at the man standing at the door frame.

The ocher red suit made the eight-foot-tall man look neat. The silver mask on his face made the man a little more mysterious. Thinking of the man's voice, Xu Mingyue felt that the man must have a good appearance. .

The strong wind blew the broken prayer flags, bringing Xu Mingyue's scattered thoughts back.

In fact, if the man did not appear, Xu Mingyue would withdraw the silver needle and no longer treat the man named A Niu.

She is not a Bodhisattva and cannot save people who insist on seeking death.

But being able to save one more life today is not a bad thing.

The corners of her mouth covered by a white scarf curved slightly, and Xu Mingyue bowed slightly towards the man: "Thank you very much."

The man who was standing at the door against the light unexpectedly saw that when the words Xu Mingyue fell, his neck, which was originally a sickly white color, turned red for a moment, and even his steady standing figure trembled in response to the situation. .

Xu Mingyue didn't want to talk to this strange man, so she turned back to where the basket was and added more firewood to the fire.

The man stood at the door for a while before gathering his thoughts. He took a few deep breaths of the unpleasant moisture, raised his head and inspected the temple, and finally chose to sit down three feet away from Xu Mingyue.

The night was getting darker and darker, the wind and rain were raging outside the temple, there was lightning and thunder, and most of the victims inside the temple were fast asleep.

The moisture on Xu Mingyue's body was dried by the firelight. She, who was originally quite wary, fell asleep unknowingly under the slightly familiar scent of agarwood.

The unattended fire burned out, and the shadowy shadow slowly approached. The hands behind his back held the knife used to slaughter wild beasts at home.

The hungry butcher stabbed Xu Mingyue's neck with the butcher's knife full of hatred.

The Xuan Fan opened slightly, and a gust of unknown wind swept the man's mouth shut and swept him directly out of the temple.

The strong wind picked up again, and the door of the temple closed instantly. The sound was not loud, but Xu Mingyue suddenly woke up.

Shaking her head to drive away sleepiness, Xu Mingyue used the flickering charcoal fire to identify the objects covering her eyes.

Ochre red, jet black piping, flowing cloud yarn texture, longevity pattern embroidered with gold thread.

This is the robe worn by the man who helped her just now.

That man was taking Xu Mingyue's place to create a clean space in this chaotic ruined temple.

He lifted up his robe with one hand, and his bright fox eyes collided with the man coming from outside the house.

Seeing that Xu Mingyue had woken up, the man's steps suddenly quickened, and when he was three feet away from Xu Mingyue, he stopped and said softly:

"Excuse me, girl, my robe is soaked, so I had to use the girl's firelight to dry my clothes."

Telling lies with his eyes open, this person's internal strength is obviously to the extent that he can survive the wind and rain, but not be affected by it.

Xu Mingyue did not expose such a despicable lie. She took off the robe surrounding her eyes and handed it to the man's hand, then added more dry wood to the fire.

As the fire light rose, Xu Mingyue glanced around with her peripheral vision. The man who received her dagger was not in the temple at this time, and the dark water stains in front of her fire were tainted with the smell of blood.

The blood was so close to her. The butcher should have wanted to kill her, but he was killed instead by the man beside her.

And the door just left must have been to dispose of the corpse.

"Young master is dressed luxuriously and has great abilities. Why do you appear in this dilapidated temple for some unknown reason?"