On a rainy night, two men and one woman were eating hot noodles under an oil lamp.
People who don't know may think that they are good friends who have known each other for a long time.
Zhao Buqian and others still stood there stupidly, not daring to step forward.
Because they don't understand what's going on.
Why are you still eating it?
Jing Yue eats noodles very slowly, or in other words, he mainly drinks soup and eats noodles as a supplement.
The degree of disorder in his meridians now is not much better than that of the young lady back then.
And it was during this process that he roughly understood what the baby-faced young father meant.
Of the forces in the south, the largest one is naturally the royal family, and below it are the "one religion, two pavilions and three aristocratic families".
The First Sect naturally refers to the Taichu Sect that this baby-faced middle-aged man belongs to. It has a large number of followers and has existed even longer than the history of Qiguo. Because it has always had a close relationship with the royal family, it is not called a "state religion". Not an exaggeration.
The two pavilions refer to Dingyun Pavilion and Qingyu Pavilion, which are considered to be the first-class large sects in the south with huge power.
The three aristocratic families refer to the Liu family, the Gong family and the Zhu family. This kind of cultivating family has existed for thousands of years and has deep-rooted power.
It can be said that for thousands of years, the large and small cultivation forces in the south have survived under the shadow of these forces.
If a sect like Dingyun Pavilion wants to reverse the yin and yang in this matter and influence a lawsuit with unequal power, it should not be too easy.
What's more, Jing Yue really killed people, a lot of them.
It is equivalent to saying that after Uncle Shen lost his official robe, forces like Dingyun Pavilion could easily kill the Shen family regardless of whether they were playing Yang or Yin.
Yes, if Jing Yue hadn't been too stubborn tonight, it would have been Jing Yue and the others who died.
Jing Yue couldn't help but complain: "Then this iron law of the dynasty has become a tool for you to kill people with a borrowed knife."
The baby-faced father Gu Qingchi shook his head and said: "It used to be the case for a long time, but it has been different in the past hundred years. Although I have disliked His Majesty for a long time, I have to admit that if it were not for His Majesty the Emperor, With such strength, the boy in white who was killed by you doesn't have to hide here even if he kills many people."
"Now, whether it is our Taichu Sect or Dingyun Pavilion, before doing anything, we must consider the rules set by the royal family. If we go too far and make a big fuss, we are provoking His Majesty the Emperor, which is not a good thing. temper."
"Bianzhou City is a small place. If my Taichu Sect didn't get involved in this muddy water, it wouldn't be difficult for Dingyun Pavilion to use its methods."
Hearing this, Jing Yue completely understood what he meant.
Wang Fa is useful, but his relationship with Dingyun Pavilion is not equal.
Even if this matter is made public, Dingyun Pavilion has many ways to create false evidence, confuse right and wrong, and affect the judgment of the lawsuit. As Gu Qingchi said, even if the man in white fell to death while walking, Dingyun Pavilion can do it if he wants. There are ways to put it on your head.
And if at this time, there is a force similar to Dingyun Pavilion involved in this matter and fully supports him, then everything will seem fair.
Well, at least the yamen will not be too biased when judging cases.
After all, there has to be someone behind it.
Jing Yue was silent for a moment and said, "Why should I trust you?"
Gu Qingchi said: "Because I am willing to make you a friend, because I am willing to treat you to noodles in this cold weather, or in other words, there are too many things in this world that are unreasonable, and because I like truth."
Jing Yue drank all the noodle soup in the bowl, coughed and said, "I believe you."
Hearing this, Gu Qingchi couldn't help but smile and said: "Very good."
The conversation was over, Jing Yue stood up and prepared to leave.
Gu Qingchi wondered: "So urgent?"
Jing Yue said, "I have to go see my brother."
Gu Qingchi said, "You can have another bowl of noodles and let Caiwei go back with you later."
"Um?"
"My daughter is a good doctor. Maybe your brother's finger can be reattached." Gu Qingchi said confidently.
Gu Qingchi couldn't help but look at the girl in the yellow dress opposite and asked, "Really?"
Gu Caiwei was so hot that she burst into tears. While fanning her slightly swollen lips, she said, "As long as your fingers are there, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Jing Yue immediately held Gu Caiwei's hand and thanked him: "Thank you, girl."
Gu Caiwei's hand was suddenly held like this, but she didn't struggle much because she could see that Jing Yue was a little excited.
Well, besides, this guy is good-looking, so it wouldn't be too bad to be shaken off.
Not far away, Zhao Buqian and others were shocked again.
Why are you eating noodles and suddenly touching them?
Just when Gu Caiwei let Jing Yue hold her hand and thank her, Jing Yue turned around and held her father Gu Qingchi's hand again, saying gratefully: "Thank you very much."
"Thank you all, family."
Gu Caiwei: "..."
Gu Qingchi: "..."
...
Jing Yue went on a killing spree tonight, not only because he didn't have many escape options, but also because Shen Yun was missing two fingers.
You must know that in these few months, the relationship between him and Shen Yun has heated up rapidly. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers.
Especially the feeling when holding his little nephew, he already regarded Shen Mansion as his home.
He didn't like that when his nephew became more mature, he would see his father confused because of the missing two fingers on his palm, and he didn't want to see that in the future, Shen Yun's right hand, which he usually used to hold children, would be missing two fingers, so he was so murderous before. .
Now I suddenly heard that the finger could be reattached smoothly, how could I not be happy?
...
Shen Mansion, the hall is brightly lit at night.
The third young master stretched out his bloody right hand and placed it on the table. Next to him were two severed fingers, and opposite to him was the calm-looking girl Gu Caiwei.
After noticing that Shen Yun looked strange, Gu Caiwei reminded: "You can't help it later, pee if you want."
Shen Yun said with a painful look on his face: "Yeah."
After regaining his composure, the third young master Shen Yun returned to normal. He was no longer as bloody as before. He was so frightened that he almost peed when he saw his own fingers.
Gu Caiwei took out a porcelain bottle and sprinkled some gray-black powder on his severed finger.
After that, she quickly picked up the two severed fingers, kneaded them, and the originally broken fingers actually hooked her fingers.
Then, she saw the right moment and accurately placed her finger on the fracture.
A silver needle flew out with a white thread and jumped nimbly in Gu Caiwei's hand.
Within a moment, Chen Yun's two fingers were sewn shut.
Visible to the naked eye, some small gray-black burrs emerged from the sutures, biting like granules, connecting the incisions more closely.
Gu Caiwei began to wash her hands, washing them carefully.
But the third young master still sat there with his eyes closed, trembling all over with fear.
After all, he couldn't hold it back and asked: "Girl, are you ready?"
Gu Caiwei said: "Okay, you can open your eyes and take a look."
Chen Yun said with a cry: "I don't dare."
Gu Caiwei was speechless and said, "It's up to you whether you want to see it or not. You can find a doctor to remove the stitches in five days."
After hearing this, Chen Yun finally plucked up the courage to open his eyes and found that his fingers were actually sewn shut, and even seemed to be moving. He couldn't help crying with joy.
"Mom, my finger didn't fall off!"
Chen Yun couldn't help crying, like a child who hadn't grown up yet.
Afterwards, he cried and hugged his sister and mother.
After crying for a while, he couldn't help but look at Gu Caiwei and said, "Sister Immortal, thank you very much."
Gu Caiwei packed up her needle and thread and said, "No, it's just a matter of a finger."
"Then sister, can I take a shower?"
Gu Caiwei replied: "Okay."
At this time, Chen Yun couldn't help crying, "Get some water for me! It needs to be hot!" as he walked out, and the wet liquid fell all over the floor along his pants.
Shen Lu, who was originally very touched, couldn't help but pick up an empty teacup and drink from it, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
My brother really peed.
"Thank you for your skill, girl."
Seeing this scene, Jing Yue naturally thanked him again.
At this time, he suddenly looked at Gu Caiwei's hand.
Gu Caiwei was slightly confused. She thought her hands were very beautiful, but she still seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at by a man so directly.
Jing Yue suddenly pointed to a pattern on her sleeve and asked, "Miss Gu, what is this?"
It was an embroidered pattern with a flying bird holding two green leaves in its mouth.
Gu Caiwei replied: "This is the sign of my teaching."
Jing Yue asked again: "Does your religion have any saints?"
Gu Caiwei blinked her big bright eyes and said, "Yes, if you count, there should be two."
