The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sishen could hear the commotion outside the door. She heard those gangsters insulting Mo Zhu unscrupulously, and her heart surged with murderous intent, wishing to chop off their hands and legs.

For so many years, Mo Zhu was apparently just Lin Sishen's personal maid, but Lin Sishen had long regarded her as his family and his own sister.Even she never said a serious word to Mo Zhu, how dare those people...

Lin Sishen pursed his pale thin lips, his face was as cold as frost, and his bound hands behind him clenched tightly into fists.

The sound of footsteps outside the door gradually approached, and then the door was pushed open with a creak, and it seemed that three people entered the room one after another.

Lin Sishen smelled the faint medicinal fragrance in the air, she immediately turned her head to look outside the door, in the darkness in front of her eyes, she couldn't wait to say: "Mo Zhu."

Mo Zhu was covered in dirt and was in a terrible state of distress, blood was still dripping from her snow-white cheeks, the wound seemed to be a little deep, the blood splattered from her face, ran across her slender neck, and soaked the collar of her clothes.

But Mo Zhu didn't notice it, as if she didn't care about the wound on her face, which would leave ugly scars on her delicate face in the future.

She stepped into the room calmly, and then looked eagerly at Lin Sishen in the corner, her dim eyes lit up instantly, she walked quickly to Lin Sishen's side, raised her sleeves and gently wiped the blood on Lin Sishen's cheeks, Distressed and choked with sobs, he said in a low voice: "My lord, the servant is here."

At least Mo Zhu sounded okay, Lin Sishen secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you okay? How did they treat you? Did they hurt you?"

Mo Zhu shook his head lightly with reddened eyes, and softly comforted him: "Young master, don't worry, this servant is fine."

Lin Sishen frowned slightly, how could such a big black bamboo be safe and sound due to the commotion outside just now, she lowered her voice and asked again: "Don't hide it from me, are you really okay?"

Mo Zhu was startled, she slowly raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch her injured cheek, but she put it down again.She was afraid that Lin Sishen would worry about her, so she pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's really all right, young master, don't think too much about it."

As soon as the words fell, the two men in black standing behind her urged impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, and hurry up and take the medicine."

Mo Zhu turned his head and glanced at those two people, and said calmly: "Two big brothers, wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

The two of them had been standing behind Mo Zhu, staring at her every move, Mo Zhu couldn't say anything, but put down the herbs in his hands, and carefully removed the cloth strips covering Lin Sishen's eyes.

Lin Sishen's eyes had been treated briefly by Mo Zhu before, and the eye injuries were still covered with crushed herbs, but the herbs had been soaked in blood and needed to be replaced immediately.

After Mo Zhu took off the herbs on Lin Sishen's eyes, Lin Sishen's eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to open them, but Mo Zhu hurriedly stopped him: "Sir, don't move, don't open your eyes yet."

Lin Sishen took a deep breath, closed his eyes and asked softly, "Is it serious?"

Mo Zhu looked into Lin Sishen's eyes, shook his head, and said with some hesitation: "Although it looks serious, but don't worry, my lord, this servant will try my best to heal your eye injury."

Lin Sishen pursed his pale thin lips without saying a word, tried hard to suppress the trace of fear in his heart, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Mo Zhu, tell me the truth, you are somewhat sure."

Mo Zhu lowered her head, a thick mist filled her dark eyes, she knelt beside Lin Sishen, her thin body trembled slightly: "It's hard to find medicines for wounds here, and they don't want to go to the pharmacy to get medicines, if you delay In two days, I am afraid that the slaves are less than [-]% sure."

Lin Sishen was stunned, and she asked slowly in a difficult voice: "Thirty percent?"

Hearing this, Mo Zhu hastily stretched out his hand to support Lin Sishen's shoulder, and comforted him repeatedly: "Young master, don't worry, even if the slaves are useless and can't heal the young master's eye injury, the princess and aunt, their medical skills are better than slaves."

Lin Sishen frowned, curled his lips into a bitter smile, and then ordered: "Don't worry about me, just take the medicine for me."

If even Mo Zhu is only [-]% sure, then how much more can Shen Qingwan and the wet nurse be, I'm afraid the difference is almost the same.Lin Sishen was a little dazed, she didn't expect that Lin Silue would hit her so hard, and she didn't expect that one day she would have to worry that when she opened her eyes, there would be darkness in front of her eyes.

Mo Zhu looked at Lin Sishen's pale expression worriedly. After being silent for a while, she took a deep breath, crushed the herbs that she had finally obtained, and hung them in front of Lin Sishen's eyes: "Young master, slowly open your eyes. .”

Lin Sishen slowly opened his eyes, the formerly beautiful and clear pupils were now covered with blood, and looked a bit weird and gaudy.

After opening her eyes, it's not that Lin Sishen can't see anything, but everything in front of her eyes is as if covered by a layer of blood-colored veil, hazy and ethereal.

Mo Zhu lowered the squeezed medicinal juice into Lin Sishen's eyes, and the tiny green water droplets hit her eyeballs, causing bursts of tingling pain, which made Lin Sishen subconsciously want to close his eyes to avoid it.

But she knew that these medicinal herbs were not easy to come by, and they were the only things Mo Zhu could do for her now, so she resisted the pain and didn't even dare to blink.

After applying the medicine for Lin Sishen, Mo Zhu was taken away by the two guards. Before she left, she wanted to say something to Lin Sishen, but the two kept urging her, so Mo Zhu could only keep quiet and follow them away .

Not long after Mo Zhu left, another person walked into the room, and took away the jade pendant that Lin Sishen was wearing around his body without saying a word.Lin Sishen didn't make a sound, and let the man take the jade pendant away.

It was like this until late at night, there was a dead silence all around, only the slight and crisp sound of insects around.

In order to avoid attracting attention, these people did not dye the torches. They hid in the darkness, watching their surroundings vigilantly with their eyes open.

Lin Sishen didn't drink a drop of water all day, and her throat was as dry as a fire. She moved her stiff body, and quietly groped the cold wooden board behind her with her hands.After groping for a while, I finally found a splinter that seemed to be split.

At the same time, not far from the wooden house where Lin Sishen was trapped, a man in black quietly approached through the path overgrown with weeds.

The man in black pushed aside the thorns in front of him, and was about to look at the deserted wooden houses not far away, when there was a sound of stepping on dead branches beside him.

He turned his head suddenly, and a sharp edge slashed straight at his neck.

The man in black looked terrified, and hurriedly turned over to dodge, but the man behind him swung his knife to kill him, his moves were fierce and deadly.The man in black didn't seem to want to confront this person, and kept jumping to avoid it.

After receiving a few moves back and forth, the man in black pointed his toes and hurriedly jumped aside, trying to get out of the predicament.

There were several sounds of piercing the air behind him, and the men in black dexterously dodged the hidden weapons one by one, but almost when he was about to escape, he was hit in the back by a flying knife, and he groaned. A soft fall to the ground.

The man with the knife who had been following him rushed forward and slashed at his neck, causing the man in black to die almost instantly.

After the man with the knife killed him, he knelt down and stretched out his hand to turn him over, as if he wanted to find out who the man was, but when he turned the man in black over, the man in black loosened his tightly clenched hands, A flash of red light flashed, quickly rushed to the sky, and a dazzling fire burst out above the jungle.

The man was taken aback and hurriedly turned around to look aside.

Lu Xingquan walked quietly and slowly to the two of them, looked at the man in black who was so dead on the ground, and said quietly: "I didn't expect them to come here so soon, it's not suitable to stay here for long, take Lin Sishen away immediately .”

A group of people headed by Lu Xingquan and Yan Ting hurriedly took Lin Sishen and Mo Zhu away after being discovered.As for Lao Chen, the driver who was seriously injured, because he refused to cooperate and tried to yell in vain, he was killed with a clean knife, leaving only a dead body.

Not long after they left, Shen Qingwan hurriedly brought people here to check out these abandoned wooden houses.

The subordinates found the body of the man in black who died before, and the body of Lao Chen in a dilapidated house.

Shen Qingwan sized up Old Chen and recognized him as the coachman of the General's Mansion. She frowned slightly, turned around without saying a word, and walked into the wooden house where Lin Sishen was imprisoned before.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the wooden house, some crushed herbs were scattered on the ground, and there were many bloodstains on the wooden bed, as well as a piece of shredded cloth in the corner.

Shen Qingwan recognized the piece of fabric at a glance, it was from the robe Lin Sishen was wearing today, she slowly bent down and held the broken piece of cloth in her hand, it was still stained with blood.

There is no need to look at the medicinal herbs on the ground, even if they just smell the smell, Shen Qingwan knows the effect. Coupled with the blood-stained cloth strip in his hand, Shen Qingwan already knows that Lin Sishen is injured.

Thinking about it, Lin Sishen's temperament would not allow him to be captured without a fight. If he was captured by force, he would definitely be hurt by those people.

Shen Qingwan looked down at the blood-stained rags in her hands, a cold light flickered in her dark eyes.

Lu Yin quickly walked into the house, stood behind Shen Qingwan, and whispered: "Master, they left soon, and they should be able to catch up."

Shen Qingwan clenched the rags in her hand, opened her lips and said coldly: "Send two people to guard here, and the rest follow me."

Lu Xingquan and the others didn't expect someone to follow them so soon, so they could only take Lin Sishen and Mo Zhu hostage and leave in a hurry.

Lin Sishen was wrapped in a torn burlap sack, with a dirty and smelly cloth stuffed in her mouth. She was a little dizzy from the bumps, but she guessed that someone must have found her here and knew her whereabouts, otherwise Lu Xingquan would It is impossible to take her and Mo Zhu away so eagerly.

She curled up in the sack silently, carefully took out a sharp piece of wood hidden in her sleeve, and held it in the palm of her hand.

The author has something to say: Good night.