Yuan Kexin brought a basin of water with a snow-white towel placed on the basin.
After Zhao Rang took the towel, he wiped his face and neck carefully. The original color of the towel could no longer be seen.
"I will do it myself!"
Zhao Rang was about to wash the towel, but Yuan Kexin took it away.
"I'll change the water in the basin, and you wipe the area around the wound clean!"
After taking off the clothes on his upper body and exposing the wound on his shoulder, Zhao Rang checked in the mirror and saw bright red blood on the skin where he was stabbed by a short knife, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
This shows that there is definitely no poison on the short knife, it is just an ordinary blade.
It didn't hurt any muscles or bones, so it wasn't serious. But the position of the knife was on the shoulder, which still had some impact on Zhao Rang.
Yuan Kexin took out a small porcelain bottle from her luggage, which contained light blue medicinal powder.
Zhao Rang had never seen wound medicine of this color before and asked:
"What's this?"
Yuan Kexin replied:
"It's specially made by the Investigation Department. If the wound is not deep, it should be fine after two or three treatments!"
The medicinal powder was sprinkled on the knife edge, and Zhao Rang felt a slight chill, which made him feel very comfortable.
"It doesn't hurt, does it?"
Yuan Kexin asked.
Zhao Rang said with a smile:
"What's the matter? I'm not afraid of scraping bones and treating poison!"
Yuan Kexin rolled her eyes at him and said:
"Never forget to brag!"
"If you really have the ability of a martial saint, why did you get stabbed?"
Zhao Rang was speechless and could only sigh heavily.
After Yuan Kexin applied the medicine to him, he wrapped the wound with a clean dressing, but kept the small porcelain bottle close to his body and did not put it back.
"wait a moment!"
Zhao Rang used one hand to take out the projectile from his pocket, rubbed it open and spread out the note inside to show Yuan Kexin.
"Who sent the note?"
Yuan Kexin couldn't help but become nervous when she saw the three "cautions" on it.
When Zhao Rang heard what she said, he knew that the note was definitely not written by her brother Yuan Keming.
Otherwise, how could Yuan Kexin not recognize the handwriting?
"I don't know either."
"But this person was right to remind me. Don't you think I'm not careful enough?"
Zhao Rang pointed to the wound on his shoulder and said.
The two of them were silent for a moment. Zhao Rang stood up and pretended to be relaxed and said:
"Okay, don't think too much about it! I'll go back to the house and change my clothes first, and we'll have a wedding banquet together in the evening!"
Yuan Kexin came back to her senses and said:
"You can't drink alcohol after using this medicine!"
Zhao Rang was stunned and asked:
"Will you die?"
Yuan Kexin replied:
"No, but it will weaken the effect of the medicine!"
Zhao Rang said with a smile:
"As long as I won't die! My injuries are not serious. The special medicine made by the Investigation Department must have weakened it and it is powerful enough, hahaha!"
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ximen Dazhuang cursing people in the yard.
The person he was scolding was none other than shopkeeper Shen Liushu Shen.
"You damn fat man, why are you talking!"
Zhao Rang originally didn't want to worry about it, after all, the relationship between his Ximen family and Shen Liushu was special. But when he heard Ximen Dazhuang’s words becoming more and more unpleasant, he couldn’t help but interject one sentence after all.
"Brother Rang, are you okay?"
Ximen Dazhuang saw Zhao Rang coming out. His head, face and neck had been wiped clean. He looked in good spirits and seemed to have no impact.
"It's okay! Just kidding...what can happen to me!"
Ximen Dazhuang said:
"It's okay."
Then, the conversation changed:
"It's okay! No matter what, it's all his fault. He let the killer come in so easily. What do you think you are doing? Just visit the brothel and marry a wife? You don't do any serious things!
"Fortunately, Brother Rang was here this time, so he ran away from you! If we hadn't been here, wouldn't you have known if he went for a walk in the bank?"
Chen Liushu was so speechless by Ximen Da that he couldn't hold his head up.
After all, he was checking a reputable person in Gan Toluo Gai. He was treated in such a violent manner and in front of other guards. It was impossible not to feel resentful in his heart.
Ximen Dazhuang was straight-minded, and relying on his extraordinary status, he never blocked what he said or did. Zhao Rang quickly grabbed his arm and said a few words of excuse to Shen Liushu, and then he stopped his temper.
"Be careful with me from now on, you hear me!"
Back in the house, Zhao Rang took off his clothes that were covered in blood, jumped into the bathtub and cleaned himself. The water was already cold, so his washing was not satisfactory. After changing into dry clothes, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Who!"
Ye Sanniang said:
"it's me."
Zhao Rang opened the door, invited Ye Sanniang in, poured her a cup of tea, and asked:
"What are your orders from the landlady?"
Seeing that he was still smiling playfully, Ye Sanniang knew that he was fine, so she said:
"I came to see if you were okay, but it looks like you are okay!"
After that, he was about to leave.
Zhao Rang blocked the door and said:
"Don't worry, boss lady! I'm fine, but I just need to ask you something!"
Ye Sanniang sat down again, crossed her legs, hooked her feet, and said:
"I've never seen that man's sword skills before. No one with a dagger in the world can use a short sword!"
This is exactly what Zhao Rang wanted to ask.
When he was fighting with the masked man, Ye Sanniang had been watching what happened. She would not take action when Zhao Rang's life was not in danger. Otherwise, not only will her trump cards be exposed, but her own identity will be exposed more easily.
Ye Sanniang knows very well that she does not have a good reputation in Dawei or the Western Regions, so the later and less frequently she takes action, the better!
"It's really weird... I've never seen anyone use a short sword. Judging from his cultivation level, he is about the same as me, but..."
"But you actually lost in the sword move, so you're not convinced."
Ye Sanniang took over his words and said.
Zhao Rang smiled awkwardly, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.
"People are outsiders, and heaven is beyond heaven. If you are not as good as others, you are not as good as others. This is not an obstacle. The real obstacle is the arrogance that your last name brings you!"
Zhao Rang was like waking up from a big dream, enlightened!
Ye Sanniang's words are indeed shocking...
It is not difficult for ordinary people to admit that they are inferior to others, and they have even become accustomed to it. Because from the moment ordinary people are born, survival has become the biggest obstacle.
When you need to try your best to live, you won't be arrogant at all.
And he has never faced these kinds of things before, and he feels that his knife is the sharpest and fastest in the world! Even if it is not now, it will be one day sooner or later!
It's a pity that the world is not as he imagined.
Facing the light of swords and shadows, everyone returned to the original ups and downs - survival.
No matter what methods and means are used, the winner is the one who is alive. As for the losers, they have shut their mouths forever, and no one cares what they think. It doesn't matter at all.
Zhao Rang turned his head to look at his wound and felt that the knife was not pierced in his shoulder, but in his heart.
"It's good to get hurt a little. At least it can help you see yourself more clearly!"
Ye Sanniang finished her tea, dropped these words, and left.
She knew that Zhao Rang needed to be quiet.
Along the way to martial arts, state of mind comes first.
To practice martial arts, you must first train your mind.
Without the determination to move forward and overcome obstacles, there will be hesitation in drawing the sword. When meeting an opponent in chess, a moment of slowness can cost a person his life, but what is even more terrifying is blind arrogance.
Zhao Rang reflected and found that he had never taken the killer seriously since he saw him. Seeing the short knife he used, I felt that I had the advantage and could take it down easily and casually.
But the final outcome was very different from what he expected...
After sitting for a long time, until it was dark outside, Zhao Rang even forgot to light the lamp. It wasn't until Chen Liushu said hello outside that he was brought back from his thoughts.
"Mr. Zhao, are you okay?"
Only then did Zhao Rang notice that the surroundings were completely dark. He fumbled to light the candlestick on the table, patted his face again, cheered up, opened the door and said:
"Is it time?"
The time he asked was naturally the time for wedding wine.
Shen Liushu replied:
"If Mr. Zhao is tired, I will send someone to place a banquet in this courtyard. Do you like it?"
Zhao Rang waved his hand and said:
"It's just a lively place to drink wedding wine, but the courtyard is deserted. What's the point?"
Ximen Dazhuang stared at Zhao Rang for a long time, feeling that although his brother's appearance and tone had not changed, he felt something strange somehow.
Sometimes a person's temperament changes only in an instant. This moment will come sooner or later, but it will come sooner or later. Most people need an opportunity. Even if it appears, they may not be able to seize it!
Fortunately, Ye Sanniang was there to give some advice, otherwise Zhao Rang wouldn't have thought that he would have thought of so much, and he would have been even more unconvinced...
"Why are you so dazed? We're going to have a wedding banquet!"
Zhao Rang patted Ximen Dazhuang's arm and said.
Usually he punched him in the stomach, but this time he didn't do that.
Ximen Dazhuang let out an ooh, moved his steps, and followed Zhao Rang.
"Sister Fairy, is Brother Rang okay?"
Ever since the boss lady showed off her tricks last time, Ximen Dazhuang felt that she must be an immortal descended from the earth! If you think about things that your mortal mind can't understand, the fairy must have already known them.
Ye Sanniang didn't care about Ximen Dazhuang's title, but patiently explained to him:
"He's fine, he's just grown up a bit!"
Ximen Dazhuang looked at Zhao Rang's back in confusion and muttered:
"I haven't grown taller either. Why am I so big..."
The landlady pointed at his heart and said:
"Growing up is not about size, it's about here!"
The proprietress used a little force with this finger, and it hurt Ximen Dazhuang a little. She rubbed it and fell into silence.
At this moment, everyone, except Ye Sanniang, had their own concerns.
Zhao Rang was still reflecting on the boss's wife's words, while Yuan Kexin was thinking about the killer and the contents of the note. Shen Liushu was worried for fear of another accident.
Even Ximen Dazhuang felt that Ye Sanniang's finger seemed to have pierced his heart. But the opportunity was not enough, and I couldn't realize anything for a while.
