[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

For the next few days, when the Hall Master went out, the man in black ignored the guards in the Emperor Qiu Hall and appeared frequently around me.

Regarding the so-called deal in his mouth, even though I flatly rejected it at the beginning, he still gave me time to think about it. He said that he was about to travel to Kunlun, and he would return after one season at the earliest.

So I used this time to start thinking about my own identity.

At the beginning, I was obviously just a doctor recruited by Qiu Huangdian to treat prisoners.

But I was unwilling to be lonely, and in the end, I helped Jiang Wuque to get close to the young master of Qiuhuang Palace, and became the prisoner of the prisoner. This alone is enough for the master to make me die ten times.

Later, I became even more ignorant and delusional in trying to rescue Jiang Wuque from the Emperor Qiu's Palace. In the end, it not only became a farce, but also fell into the hands of the puppet master. Finally, I had no choice but to be threatened by him. Even □□.

So far, the situation is already complicated enough, but now a man in black ran out, using the "Bian Que Magic Needle" as bait, asking me to risk my life to find out the identity of the hall master, so as to bring trouble to my upper body.

Thinking about it this way, in fact, I am not pleasing to any camp.

When I helped Jiang Wuque back then, I wanted to hide it from the Palace Master.

Later, I deliberately approached Xie Xinghen, knowing the truth but not revealing it, and he will definitely blame me in the future.

However, with the mind of treating everyone equally, I forcibly healed the injury of the palace master who practiced Mingyu Gong. This is extremely unfair to the Jiang family and his son. At least I wiped out their glimmer of hope.

And then accompany the puppet master to lie, no one can think that I will do so many things in secret, even murder the palace master.

That's why even the puppeteer didn't expect that I lied to him after all, that the medicine and the poison were simply out of his control.

Now with the addition of a man in black who doesn't know good and evil, this matter can't be known by anyone, and he is smart. When I meet him, I have to prevent him from giving me information. As for the disappearance, I must never reveal that that person is being locked up in the Emperor Qiu Palace at the moment.

So after doing a lot of summing up, I can only come to the conclusion that the situation is treacherous, and I can only play it by ear and follow suit.

But having said that, I really want to see the face under the mask of the hall master, which has never been shown in front of people.

As for the identity of the Hall Master, I think the man in black must have spent a lot of effort to find out the clues. Firstly, because the Hall Master never showed his true face to others; , but doesn't know anything else, and Qiu Yu knows it's a fake as soon as he hears it, and the only thing he reveals is his determination to disrupt the world for revenge.As for other things, such as why the Hall Master established the Qiuhuang Palace, who he was before the Qiuhuang Palace, what he did, whether he was a famous figure in the world, let alone me, even the left and right Dharma protectors are not very clear.

And I was avoiding it all the way, in fact, I don't really want to know what the Hall Master did before, otherwise if I ask someone, I will get the answer early in the morning.

That person was Jiang Wuque.

If Jiang Wuque represents white, then the hall master is black. They are of the same generation and have grudges. To see how honest Jiang Wuque acts and how innocent he is is to expose at the same time how many bad things the hall master has done. Obsessed with obsession, instead resenting others and doubling down on revenge.

I am now thinking, is it time to clarify everything, otherwise, judging from the current increasingly chaotic situation, not only can I not protect myself, but innocent people are more likely to be involved, for example, I always If you favor the wicked at times, you will unknowingly harm the good.

For example, Jiang Wuque.

……

After half a month, lanterns and festoons were displayed in the Hall of Emperor Qiu to celebrate the return of the Hall Master.

This time, he led his disciples to eradicate the righteous and hypocritical people with a more thunderous force than before, and killed more than 130 members of the famous Liu family in Huainan with a single sword.

I suddenly remembered what the puppet master said, and even more so, an old saying that is very vulgar but has always been irrefutable: Don't kill Boren, but Boren will die because of me.

If I hadn't greatly increased the Palace Master's skill, or if I had simply found an opportunity to ignore him, or even poison him to death, then I have never seen a family of more than a hundred people living well in this world. , will not die under the sword of that person who has no mercy at all.

On the night of the celebration banquet, in the middle of the night, I was pulled up from the bed by the puppet master, who only said that the matter was urgent, and he didn't even care about letting me wear my coat, so I was dragged outside.

The secret chamber of Emperor Qiu's Palace.

The lord of the first hall, who made me deeply afraid, was sitting on the edge of the stone platform for practicing meditation without saying a word at this moment.

"What's going on?" I asked the puppeteer in a low voice.

"Suddenly I can't see it."

"what?!"

The puppeteer snorted coldly: "Self-proclaimed decent people like to camp in this kind of shady place. I think there is only this kind of backstabbing ability to hurt people at most--"

"I didn't ask you the cause and effect!" interrupted the puppet master sharply. Whenever someone was injured, my temper would be extra irritable. At this moment, I sighed. Now I don't want to offend this person who treats human life as nothing. Jeju sorcerer. "That... I'm asking, how did the Palace Master's eyes hurt?"

The puppet master didn't get angry at my previous tone, but suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me aside, then lowered his voice and said to me: "You must cure him, otherwise...he will die a very miserable death."

I opened my eyes suddenly, "Is he poisoned?"

"No." The puppet master shook his head and looked at the palace master who was sitting quietly, "...the invisible palace master Qiuhuang is at best a useless piece of trash."

I saw that he said every word without doubt, and my heart beat suddenly, and at the same time I vaguely understood one thing: maybe the master of the palace is not so unscrupulous and the master of the palace with a high status, there must be someone behind him When manipulating the remote control, or the puppet master is the eyeliner sent by the more secretive person to monitor the hall master, if the hall master makes a mistake, he will deal with it mercilessly.

In other words, if the Palace Master becomes a useless abandoned child, his life will be at risk at any time.

The puppet master is hinting to me that everything depends on my medical skills.

I took a deep breath and settled my mind before asking, "Why did his eyes hurt?"

"It should have been hit on the head when someone sneaked in... It was fine when I came back, but suddenly I couldn't see it."

I turned my eyes and also looked at the Palace Master sitting by the stone platform. From the beginning to the end, he really didn't move.

"You can rest assured to heal him here, Jiang Wuque, I will not touch him, and you don't want to leave here until he is cured."

After the puppet master finished his confession and left, I was stunned for a long time before I realized that I was so easily in danger.

……

Turn around and look around the room. This secret room is built underground, and it should not be used often. There is a damp and musty smell in the breath, which is half covered by the insect repellent incense. The ventilation is good, and it is not easy to be in it No particularly suffocating feeling.

It is said that there are not more than ten or twenty secret rooms in Emperor Qiu's Palace, and the reason for choosing this one that is not commonly used should be to hide it from even the closest subordinates.

Maybe even Mrs. Hu didn't know that the lord was blind. I thought, I gave Jiang Wuque a feigned death drug to make the puppet master think that I was really omnipotent. If I couldn't cure the lord's eyes, my own life So what.

The secret room is not big, and it takes less than ten steps to walk from one end to the other.The stone platform where the head of the innermost hall sits is big enough for three people to lie side by side. There is also a table and four round stools in the middle of the room.Furthermore, there are two small rooms attached behind the stone platform wall, one has a water tank, a bathtub, a stove, and firewood, and the other has uninterrupted clean water drawn from nowhere for convenience.

"Hallmaster," I walked to his side, "may I..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." The man like a stone sculpture suddenly spoke at this moment, "You can do whatever you want, don't ask me."

I stopped talking nonsense and began to concentrate on diagnosing his pulse.

For a long time, there was silence in the secret room.

Finally I let go of his hand and asked, "Are you still taking Liuhe Huijing San?"

He opened a pair of expressionless eyes, as if he didn't hear anything, so naturally he didn't answer anything.

"You should know that the medicine hurts your health. It's okay to take a pill once in a while, but you can't take it as a meal!" I leaned in front of him, but he couldn't see anything, so he wouldn't know the dissatisfaction in my tone Joy, not from other things, but because I really care.

I used to spend sleepless nights on matching the ratio of medicine to poison for him, and I didn't have to worry about his life or death. I was just unwilling.

"If you want your eyes to heal quickly," I said to him in a sarcasm, "then talk more. Talking will help your Qi and blood flow smoothly, and the blood stasis in your brain will dissipate as soon as possible."

He remained silent.

"It's okay if you don't talk, just stand up and walk, walk a few thousand steps, maybe you don't need to cure yourself."

"Are you playing tricks on me?" The silent man finally responded, with imperceptible anger in his voice, but it didn't explode immediately.

"How dare I play tricks on the Palace Master? But if the patient doesn't cooperate, no matter how capable the doctor is, it will be in vain!"

"Hmph..." He snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his hand that was resting on the side of the stone platform. Before I could regain my composure, the posture I was squatting on the ground was mentioned by him, grabbing the collar like a chick. before.

"I warn you," he threatened in a low voice without any ups and downs, "Even if I am blind and useless, I can kill you with one hand. If you are not afraid, you can try."

I was carried by him, slowly stretched out my hand, and shook it three times in front of his eyes, dumbfounded.

Then he withdrew his hand weakly, "How can I not be afraid, don't say that the lord is blind, even if you are limping and breaking your hand, you can still crush me like an ant. But don't forget, I care about you , If you don’t care about your life and death, who cares how much medicine you take and what kind of medicine you take? There is a limit to being nosy, and I don’t want to lose my life for an ungrateful person. If you hate other people’s meddling so much, From now on, I will definitely keep my law and order, I just ask you to give me a way to survive."

He held me up, and stared at me with dull eyes. Everything was hidden behind the mask, but now even the only eye that can see his thoughts is just a misty gray hole.When I shut my mouth, the corners of my lips will curl down slightly as I am used to, which makes me have an urge to rush forward and grab his cheeks, so that he can raise the corners of his mouth properly.

"You and I make a promise." I stared at his lips and said, "If I can't heal your eyes, you will kill me; if I can, you will let me see your face."

He couldn't see the expression on his own, and he didn't know whether it was in a daze or something else. After listening to my words, he didn't immediately shout and kill me, but let me go. "You want me to take off the mask," he said, "Why bother, I'll take it off now so you can see clearly—"

"Don't!" I grabbed his hand, which was so cold that I let it go in surprise. "You don't need to look at it now, it's not too late to look at it after it's cured."

I naturally understand that the mask is not to block me, but at this moment he doesn't care whether I see his face or not, this kind of indifference makes me feel uncomfortable for no reason.

"I will definitely cure you!" I swore like a curse.

He replied: "There is no need to say conclusively."

……

For the next two days, the Hall Master was as usual, not talking too much, nor being too mean.

But I know that he would actually feel uneasy. Anyone who is used to sensing everything around him with the help of his eyes can't see it now. The darkness of the whole world will make people panic, let alone being locked in a small room all day. House arrest in a disguised form is really not suitable to be associated with the high-ranking master of the first palace.

I performed acupuncture for the hall master three times a day, and the medicine or daily items were delivered to the door by the puppet master himself. By the way, I observed the progress of the hall master's eye injury before leaving.

Speaking of which, although I was treating the illness of the Hall Master, not only were there many injuries on his body, but they were frequently superimposed.

On the first day of bathing, all the boiling water fell on his right leg, and the flesh was swollen.But he didn't let me take medicine for him. I couldn't laugh or cry because of the different reactions between men and women.

On the second day, he tripped over a stool while walking, and when he fell forward, his mouth hit the corner of the table again. There was bleeding inside his lips, and a large piece of his lower lip was bruised and purple as if painted on.

On the third day, I was busy from morning to night, pushing the table to the base of the wall, stacking the stools on the table, and wrapping the protruding and sharp objects in cotton cloth. A fresh pile of laundry to go to the shower.

"Wait a minute!" I grabbed him, "I'll help you this time, or you might die in the tub before your eyes are healed."

"No." He pushed me away.

"Who said it was a real death?!" I grabbed him tightly, "Could it be that my jokes are so bad that they are being listened to as the truth?"

He was startled, but he still pushed my hand away, and said, "I'm just blind, so it's not like I can't do anything."

"It's so disobedient..." I shook my head, thinking of Jiang Wuque in the prison cell, I really don't know how many times he is more obedient than him, don't force yourself if you can't do it, don't you eat a big bowl of porridge? Is it a good thing to turn upside down on a new change of clothes?Why can't he rely on me for a while, I won't take the opportunity to poison him when I feed him!

At this time, something was knocked over from the other side of the wall, and then there was an incessant crackling sound. I rushed over as fast as I could, and saw the hall master who was wearing a middle coat and fell to the side of the tub, and was about to get up. .

All around him, firewood pots and utensils were in a mess.

While in a daze, the hall master slowly raised his head, and shouted at me in a low voice: "Enough is enough, get out!"

I didn't listen to him, I just stood still.

At this moment, his mask has been taken off. Although I really want to abide by the agreement, but at this moment, I finally saw a face that the Palace Master has never shown in front of others.

It was a face with no blood at all, as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round. He was even whiter than Jiang Wuque in the cell, without a trace of blood, but he didn't look like he was dying of illness lying on the couch. A very pale and powerless feeling.

There is also a pair of long and slanted eyes, the distance between the eyebrows and the eyes is very close, the nose is straight and straight, the upper lip is thin, and the lower lip is actually thin. At this time, there is a large pool of blood in the middle of the lips, which looks very attractive. .

Regarding the appearance of the hall master, people who have never met Jiang Wuque may praise him for being handsome, but those who have met Jiang Wuque will probably only think that he is above average.It's just that people shouldn't just look at their appearance, just like Jiang Wuque has a kind of indifference and tranquility that no one can learn.

As I thought, the frowning of his brows has become a long-standing habit, and there will never be a moment to let go, just like the corners of his downturned lips.

He raised his chin and looked into the air, his almost colorless pupils were completely out of focus, and the steam of water mist drifted past his face, surrounding those eyes unreal, confused, and plunged into a dark panic.

I stepped forward a few steps, he opened my hand vigorously and stood up by himself.

"Get out!" Still repeating what he said just now, his hair was half wet, and his shirt was half open, revealing the sword wound he had when he went out this time and returned with honor.

"If you want to take a bath, let me help you sit in the bathtub, otherwise, don't take a bath!" I also did not back down, anyway, he was injured, so he shouldn't be in the water, but he also has a cleanliness habit. It doesn't work without washing.

"Can't you understand me?" He raised his hand and groped around, as if he wanted to grab me and throw me out.

I take a step back.

"Get out!" He gave up groping, "I'm not that useless! You don't need to help me!"

"You still say! If you don't let me feed you, why not spill all over your body?"

"What did you say?" He turned his head, eyes confused, not knowing where to look.

"Let me help you..." I stretched out my hand, but he suddenly became irritable as if possessed.His hands were scratching and dancing in front of me. He turned over the bathtub that he touched first, and all the hot water flowed out. I took three steps back, and my shoes were still soaked.

And he stood in the middle of the water marks, there was nothing he could touch to knock him over, he kicked away the firewood and sundries beside his feet, there was another crackling sound, the collected water was under his stepping The next four shots flew up, and in a blink of an eye the chickens flew like dogs.

After venting in silence, he could still calmly say: "Go, I don't need anyone to help me."

The tone was quite calm and calm, but the taste of depression was too strong. Even I, who was not very smart, knew that he was trying to endure.The whole body was dripping wet, thin and pale, how could he have the aura of the usual palace master?

I couldn't walk, I couldn't move my feet at all.

It's not that I haven't seen Jiang Wuque's manic venting, but the slightest move of the palace master is enough to make me worry and want to explore.

Probably because I stood there for too long without making a sound, maybe even my breath was so weak that I couldn't distinguish clearly, the palace master thought I was gone, and sat down on the ground weakly.

He sat down slowly. Although he was weak, he bent his body and legs, and every movement was just right without making people feel that he was in a hurry.

He put his hands on his legs, covering his blind eyes with his palms, and stopped moving.

As time went by, he maintained the same sitting posture, but he was actually much better than Jiang Wuque. In my eyes, the appearance of people when they are helpless, whether they are good people or bad people, they are all the same.

"You said..." He suddenly said, which startled me.

Turns out he knew I was here all along.

"Tell the truth," he asked, "is it possible that these eyes can't be cured?"

I opened my mouth, only to realize that my throat was already astringent and tight, and I hadn't made a decent sound yet, so I was shocked again.

"It doesn't matter if it can't be cured..." He put down his hand and slowly raised his head, "So what if it's cured..."

"No!" I retorted loudly, "It's because you are afraid that you will be disappointed if you hope too much, so you don't have confidence. But you have to believe me, I can cure Jiang Wuque if you cut him into eight pieces. My medical skills are not as good as you think Difference!"

Silence, after a long silence, he only asked me hoarsely: "...Are you joking again?"

I laughed dryly, but it sounded more like a whimper.

I went up to help him, and he supported my hand, still saying, "I can walk by myself."

I gave him a hard look, which made me feel like I was bullying him.

In the end, such a heavy task of bathing the hall master still fell on me.

When I picked up the water splash and my fingertips slipped over his shoulder inadvertently, I closed my eyes to stop my unrealistic fantasy.

When he fell asleep at night, he meditated as usual, and let me sleep on the stone platform covered with several layers of thick quilts.Originally, I was sleeping on a stool and lying on the table, but he fumbled to put on my clothes at night on the first day, knocked over the candlestick, and burned his hands.

Later, I saw that he didn't sleep at all, and sat up all night, so I slept on the stone platform as if I was taking advantage of it.

What kind of person is this Palace Master next to me? Before, I really never wanted to ask about other people, especially about this person, but now, I feel that I am leaning a little bit.

I closed my eyes and listened to the light breathing of another person in the dark, unexpectedly feeling very at ease.