The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

Brother Wen has been Wen Zou Zou since he was a child. He doesn't like to talk much, and he doesn't want to go to crowded places, so he is very withdrawn.

Thinking about it, what he likes is probably the kind of quiet and gentle girl who blushes when she speaks.

The girl in red just now has good medical skills. She is also lively and generous. She is not afraid to talk to strangers. She does not look like an ordinary woman, she is very nice.

However, she probably isn't Brother Wen's type.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Chen said with a smile: "I have already asked about the girl in red who saved you just now. Her name is Yan Yue. It is a very nice name. It matches our Brother Wen very well."

"..."

It's really her.

Brother Wen actually likes that kind of girl?

Could it be that his eyes were dim before and his judgment was wrong?

Zhou Yuanyou doubts life.

"No, I have to follow over and have a look." Zhou Yuanyou still couldn't believe it. Regardless of the painful wounds on his body, he struggled to get out of bed.

Chen's chubby hands pressed his shoulders, "You damn ghost, there is such a big wound on your chest, why are you so dishonest? Be careful of the wound opening."

Zhou Yuanyou said: "Be careful, it won't crack. Can you call your son? Lift me to the bullock cart and push me."

When Chen refused, Zhou Yuanyou curled his lips and began to cry. He seemed to be crying very sadly, and his facial features were squeezed together in a ferocious manner, but he did not shed a single tear.

Mrs. Chen was upset after hearing this, but finally called her son, carried him to the bullock cart, and she pushed him to Shi Ziyan's house.

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At this moment, Zhou Wenchuan had already brought Jiujiu to the door of Shi Ziyan's house.

On the way here, Zhou Wenchuan carefully led Jiujiu without saying anything. He also always reminded Jiujiu to pay attention to his steps and not to trip. He was extremely attentive.

Shi Ziyan had just finished talking to Gu Langzhong, whom he met by chance, and was sending Gu Langzhong away with tears in his eyes.

Shi Ziyan had never cried in his life, and now he suddenly cried like this. He also inexplicably put on the linen clothes that people wear when they die. It was self-evident what Gu Langzhong said to Shi Ziyan.

Shi Ziyan sobbed and said, "Mr. Gu, thank you for informing me of Brother Zhou's situation. I will go to watch the funeral of old Zhou later."

"Brothers will be together for the rest of their lives, and we must give him a good gift in their last journey."

Jiujiu and Zhou Wenchuan were stunned.

Zhou Yuanyou is not dead.

What spirit do you keep?

The two wanted to explain, but Shi Ziyan didn't give them a chance to speak.

Shi Ziyan wiped away his tears and said in a loud and tearful tone: "Should I buy another coffin for Lao Zhou?"

"Oh, forget it."

"I remember when old Zhou celebrated his birthday, the coffin was already prepared, so I didn't have to prepare any more."

"I'm going to kill a sheep and a pig to offer sacrifices to Lao Zhou."

Here, after someone dies, it is customary to offer sacrifices to each other, usually by people with whom they are relatively close.

Shi Ziyan believed that he had a good relationship with Zhou Yuanyou, so naturally he wanted to show off. He did what he said, "I'll go right away."

He also stopped Gu Langzhong who was about to leave, "Gu Langzhong, wait, don't leave yet. I suddenly remembered that there is no one at home today who needs help. Are you busy today? If not, just Help?"

"The deceased is the most important person. Once the deceased is sent away, I will return this favor to you."

Gu Langzhong said: "I'm not busy."

"Then help me slaughter sheep and pigs."

Hearing this, Zhou Wenchuan stepped forward anxiously and said, "Uncle Shi, my grandfather is not dead. You don't have to wear sackcloth, it's just for sacrifice."

"Brother Wen is back!" Shi Ziyan cleared his hoarse voice from crying, "You don't have to comfort me. Doctor Gu has told me everything about your grandfather, and I know it best."

"The poison in your grandfather's body is called death at the third watch. The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, but he can't keep anyone alive until the fifth watch."

"One of my colleagues was poisoned and died."

"Poisonous hair will lead to death."

"Even gods can't save you."

Shi Ziyan didn't believe Zhou Wenchuan's words, but only believed in Gu Langzhong and himself.

Zhou Wenchuan was also stupid. He kept repeating the same words, 'My grandfather is not dead' and 'My grandfather is not dead.' Unfortunately, neither Shi Ziyan nor Gu Langzhong believed it.

The two of them went to the backyard sheepfold to kill the sheep together in preparation for the sacrifice. Both of them looked heavy.

After Jiujiu caught up with him, he saw Shi Ziyan catching sheep in the sheepfold, but the sheep were running around and bleating. He patted his chest and said, "Master Shi, Master Zhou really didn't die that time. I saved him."

"You don't have to kill the sheep, it's a waste."

"Did you save it?"

"Hehehe."

Gu Langzhong sneered.

Shi Ziyan glanced at Gu Langzhong and said, "Little girl, what are you talking about? Gu Langzhong's medical skills are comparable to those of an imperial physician. It's a pity that he has lived in seclusion in this mountain village for many years, otherwise he would be the most amazing imperial physician."

"How can you save someone who he can't save? Oh, little girl, don't tell lies, or you won't get married."

Jiujiu breathed out, spread his hands feebly, and said: "In that case, then you can kill him."

"You can kill whatever you want. It's not from my family anyway, so I won't feel bad if you kill them all."

After Zhou Wenchuan heard Jiujiu's words, he looked at Jiujiu with more appreciation.

This girl has a good heart, but is decisive in killing, doesn't talk nonsense, and is a straightforward person.

He liked it more and more.

Zhou Wenchuan looked at Jiujiu with bright stars twinkling in his eyes.

Shi Ziyan was a big boss and didn't notice this at all. He snorted coldly at Jiujiu's words and didn't reply. He found a knife and prepared to kill the sheep himself, but the herdsman in the valley caught the sheep for him.

Originally, in this village, you had to pay someone to slaughter sheep and pigs. After Shi Ziyan moved to this village, he paid to hire someone a few times, but gradually, he came on his own.

He felt there was no need to spend money to hire someone for something that could be solved with a knife.

He can do it.

At this moment, he was holding a knife, looking at the sheep's vital points, and was about to cut, but the next moment, Zhou Yuanyou, who was being pushed by an ox cart, came over.

Zhou Yuanyou saw that he was about to kill a sheep and asked, "Brother, what are you doing to kill the sheep?"

Because Zhou Yuanyou was injured, his voice was a little low, different from his usual voice, and he also sounded a bit weak.

Shi Ziyan didn't hear Zhou Yuanyou's voice and didn't look at anyone. He raised his knife and stabbed it into the sheep's neck. When the sheep fell to the ground, he twitched a few times and vomited blood. After it died, he casually replied One sentence, "Give it to my brother Zhou for sacrifice. My brother Zhou is driving to the west today."

Zhou Yuanyou: "..."

Heading west with He He?

The space froze in an instant.

Zhou Yuanyou and Chen, who was pushing the bullock cart, stopped talking. They looked at each other and saw deep speechlessness and a suppressed urge to hit someone on each other's faces.

What bastard said he was dead, who said that?

Zhou Yuanyou was furious. No one wanted to hear the unlucky words that he was dead.