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Chapter 1170: Watching (Part 1170) [Seeking monthly votes]

Qi Shan arrived before Shen Tang.

When Shen Tang arrived, Kang Shi's tent was already full of people. Kang Nian was sitting in a corner, looking lost, while Qi Shan was sitting beside Kang Shi's bed, holding his hand tightly, with a blank look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking. Shen Tang approached him, but he didn't react.

"How is Ji Shou doing?"

Shen Tang motioned to the others not to be polite, lifted his skirt and sat on a low stool beside the bed. The military doctor Xinglin and Qi Miao were taking the pulse in turn. Everyone looked heavy-hearted, and the situation was obviously not optimistic. Qi Miao suppressed his emotions and tried to make his voice sound normal: "The heart pulse is weak and suspended, and the beating is chaotic... Just now, there were, there were also signs of rootlessness, tastelessness, and lack of spirit... This pulse is the leakage of the true internal organs... The pulse is dead..."

Qi Miao uttered the word "Juemai" with difficulty.

Shen Tang felt her heart sink as if an invisible force had drained all her strength away. She was glad that she was sitting down. If she had been standing, she would have been unable to stand steadily.

She secretly took a deep breath.

Try to calm your mind.

She asked again: "How is Weiheng doing?"

In order to facilitate care, Yu Zi was now arranged on a bed behind a screen. Yu Zi's great uncle was sitting next to the screen, his back hunched, his back exuding a strong sense of death. Overnight, his hair turned completely white.

Qi Miao lowered his voice: "Same."

The two of them showed signs of pulse loss almost at the same time.

Anyone who knows a little about medicine knows that once a pulse is lost in a seriously ill or elderly person, it indicates that the disease is serious, the life span is coming to an end, the chance of survival is extremely slim, and human power is powerless to save the situation. Shen Tang naturally understands this common sense. At this moment, she only hates that she is not strong enough and can only sit here and ask a few meaningless questions.

Whether it was Kang Shi or Yu Zi, she couldn't keep them.

Shen Tang closed his eyes and suppressed the heat rising in his eyes.

She suddenly thought of someone: "Where is the High Priest of Jimo?"

Qi Miao said: "I have sent someone to invite him."

Actually, it wouldn't be of much use even if we invited him.

During the two days when Yu Zi was unconscious, Kang Shi had found Jimo Qiu for her. Jimo Qiu's solution was to take another step forward. If you take another step forward, you will have a bright future. If you take a step back, you will die. Even if he took action, he could only turn Yu Zi into a corpse specimen.

Not only Yu Zi, but also a Kang Shi can be given as a gift.

The only two possibilities for the perfect ceremony of these two are life and death together.

In order not to interfere with Kang Shi's judgment, Jimo Qiu did not point this out, but just said: "I can't do it, and the Xinglin doctor can't do it. The only person who can save Lady Yu is Minister Kang. You just need to make the most correct choice and follow your heart. 】

Jimo Qiu was still guarding here yesterday, but he went out this morning for something. He said he was commissioned to deliver a cow for that family.

When he arrived, he still smelled of the cowshed.

The dirt on my hands hasn't been wiped off yet.

Looking at the situation in the tent, he knew what was going on.

The Xinglin doctors who accompanied the army often discussed with him the pros and cons of witchcraft and medical skills, as well as the combination plan. They were close to each other, and when they saw him coming, they immediately made way for Jimo Qiu to check on the two unconscious patients. Jimo Qiu frowned as soon as he saw him.

Qi Shan finally came to his senses and grabbed his wrist.

"High Priest, you can do that, right?"

"I can understand Qi Zhongshu's feelings. However, our clan's view on life and death is very different from that of ordinary people."

He really couldn't give Qishan any guarantees.

If Kang Shi and Yu Ziga were dead, he could help their souls open a small door on the God's side, so that death could also be a rebirth.

However, apparently no one wants to hear this.

"Nothing more to ask for, just let them survive."

Jimo Qiu asked seriously: "Any form is fine?"

Everyone present couldn't help but think of Gong Shuwu's skeleton appearance.

Qi Shan panted and said, "Of course, as long as he——"

"Qi Yuanliang!"

Two male voices interrupted Qi Shan's words at the same time.

Yu Zi's great uncle didn't continue to speak, but his eyes became sharper, and there was a hint of anger. He naturally wanted Wei Heng to survive, but he knew that Wei Heng would never accept the reality. She didn't want to be a heretic, and didn't want to lose her power and become an ordinary person who could be bullied. Forcibly keeping her would only make her completely crazy.

Kangnian exhaled and tried to calm himself down.

"Respect him for once."

Although he said this, his heart was bleeding.

He seemed to be pulled back to the nightmare of the past. His father and twin brother passed away one after another. Despair loomed over his head. He was entrusted with the pressure of shouldering the responsibility without any warning. Everyone was counting on him, but he himself had no confidence. That feeling of panic still haunted him in his dreams many years later.

When he reached middle age, he thought he had come out of the haze.

But he didn't expect that his younger brother would also leave him.

Kang Jishou was healthy and in good years, but he wanted to abandon his blood relatives for the so-called guilt. How cruel and willful! He would rather Kang Jishou died on the battlefield, or died in a corner when he ran away from home, than seeing this scene before his eyes.

If he tried to force Kang Shi to stay, Kang Nian couldn't imagine how disappointed he would be after he woke up. It would be tantamount to slow slicing of himself.

Just these few words made Qishan explode instantly.

"What respect? Respect for what?"

  How could Kang Jishou talk about respect with someone who had such an evil plot?

If he is to live, Kang Jishou will have to die first and see for himself!

It was rare for people to see Qi Shan being so violent and out of control, and they were shocked for a moment. Gu Chi rubbed the throbbing veins on his forehead. The voices in the tent made him feel more uncomfortable than ever. But he couldn't show it, and he had to be wary of these people.

  What should we be wary of?

Be careful that they don't start fighting on the spot.

Qi Shan said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Let them live!"

Jimo Qiu said softly, "Wait a little longer."

Qi Shan: "What are you waiting for? Waiting for these two bodies to cool down?"

"Let's wait until they fail completely in the completion ceremony. If I take action now, it will be equivalent to taking away their test papers." This death is too unfair. Jimo Qiu is not willing to do such a heinous thing. Qishan was blocked by Jimo Qiu's words.

He could only spin around in circles, feeling restless and anxious.

Seeing that everyone wanted to disrespect the person involved, Gu Chi brought up the old matter again: "Why don't you use my suggestion and cripple both of them. At least one life can be saved, and the cultivation can be slowly restored in the future. How about this?"

It’s better than letting Jimo Qiu turn these two into non-humans.

Gong Shuwu's state is cool, but it does not conform to the current aesthetics. It's okay to hang around in the military camp on weekdays, but he will scare a lot of people to death when he goes out on the street. Then, he was glared at by Uncle Yu Zi.

Everyone was undecided and looked at Shen Tang.

Shen Tang asked Jimo Qiu: "Are they still taking the test?"

Jimo Qiu nodded: "Well, it doesn't seem to be going well."

Shen Tang asked again: "Can you see it?"

"If Your Highness is concerned, I can help you with the 'dream-inducing technique'." The so-called "dream-inducing technique" mentioned by Jimo Qiu is to use divine power to project the memories in people's minds. This kind of word spirit is the ultimate means of interrogating prisoners in the Ministry of Justice. The effect is quite overbearing, and the prisoners being tortured can't resist it at all. The mentally fragile prisoners may even become demented if they are unlucky.

Kangnian objected: "How can this be possible?"

  In the eyes of the public, how can an innocent person be punished?

When Jimo Qiu assured him that this technique had no harmful negative effects, Kang Nian looked at his younger brother Kang Shi, whose eyes were closed and lips were blue, and could only nod in agreement. After hesitating, Uncle Yu Zi agreed: "Perform the technique, I will take one last look at her." Jimo Qiu: "..."

He didn't say to let everyone watch.

Seeing that His Highness also misunderstood, Jimo Qiu could only make the best of it. As he performed the "Dream Inducing Technique", countless strands of illusory silver threads emerged from the tops of Kang Shi and Yu Zi's heads little by little, and at first glance, it looked like smoke coming out of their heads. Soon, these silver threads gathered into a small cloud in the air. The cloud took on a strange one-eyed shape. Jimo Qiu drew a wooden stick on the one-eyed cloud, creating a shallow crack, like a small crack in a human eye.

The two single eyes opened quickly.

These are two completely different pictures.

The same thing is that both pictures seem to be looking for someone.

“Whose perspective does this seem to be?”

  Who else could it be?

The answer is obvious.

There are not only pictures, but also vague sounds.

It was just a strange thing - they thought it was Kang Shi's memory, and the building that appeared in the picture was Kang Shi's ancestral home, but the voice that appeared was Yu Zi's. The scenery in the picture kept fluctuating, and the owner of the perspective was shuttling across the rooftops looking for something. After a while, the owner of the perspective stopped. The perspective was fixed on a wooden building hung with various silks. The windows on the second floor of the building were wide open, and the laughter of young girls and the laughter of young boys floated out...

Kangnian's expression suddenly became strange.

Naturally, he also knew this building.

When he was young, he came here to arrest people several times.

Needless to say, who to arrest.

His younger brother who hangs out in casinos and places of entertainment every day.

If I don’t gamble a few times a day, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Kang Nian regretted watching these things. Kang Jishou would not have a clean name after his death. He prayed that the scene would pass by this place as soon as possible, but the viewer did not do as he wished. He leaped and lurked next to the second floor of the building.

Carefully peek at the scene inside.

Although it was daytime, the interior architecture exuded a decadent and romantic atmosphere. The screen was half-hidden, and a young man in thin clothes could be vaguely seen. He stepped on the table with one foot and shook the dice in his hand. Opposite him were four or five women with heavy makeup, whispering something together. The boy threw the dice.

As expected, we lost.

The young man was angry: [There is something wrong with this dice. 】

Several women smiled and said: [My dear, you should stop playing. If you continue playing, you will have to leave your calf-neck pants here and go out naked. I know you feel sorry for your sisters giving you money, but this is not the way to be a money-giving boy...]

The boy got even angrier: [Come again, come again.]

The woman said: [Let’s try a different way of playing.]

The boy pricked up his ears: [How to play? ]

The woman pulled off a scented handkerchief, covered the boy's eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard that you have amazing hearing ability, why don't you come and catch us sisters. If you can catch us within an incense stick of time, you win, if you can't catch us, you lose. My dear, what do you think of this?"

The boy tied the handkerchief tighter: [OK!]

Naturally, the person was not caught.

Kangnian had already covered his eyes with his hands.

He knew that his younger brother was a playboy, and his two hobbies were gambling and looking at beauties. As long as he didn't stay overnight and didn't get sick, it didn't matter if he just lost some money. But he didn't expect that these embarrassing things would be made public! At this time, he heard the young man say: [I caught my wife - Hey, sister, why is your waist so thick? ]

【Do you want to see who I am? 】

Then a strange and cold male voice was heard.

Everyone was unfamiliar with this, except Ning Yan, who was very familiar with it.

She looked up suddenly and her pupils suddenly contracted.

The young man hugged another older youth, pulled off his handkerchief, and pushed him away, saying with a dull look: [Xingning, you really made me wait so long——]

Yan An: [I came here as soon as I received your message. I'm late. It's your fault that the place you chose is hard to find. It's not easy for me to avoid so many people. If my father and my future in-laws knew about this...]

His legs could be broken.

The young man sat down lazily leaning against the table: [Discussing marriage? ]

[She is the daughter of the Ning family. ]

Yan An smiled peacefully, and it was obvious that he really liked his fiancée. The young man was throwing the dice up and down, sitting in a proud posture. The women had already left in advance, leaving space for the two of them.

Yan An looked at his unruly and unruly appearance and sighed: [I have also heard a little about what happened in the mansion...but you are looking for fun during the mourning period...you are really a bastard, didn't Kang Bosui beat you? ]

The boy pointed at his cheek: [He loosened two of my teeth.]

Yan An tactfully changed the subject and asked him why he was looking for him.

【Please do me a favor. 】

Yan An was not in a hurry to agree: [What help? ]

The young man raised his eyes and revealed dark eyes full of murderous intent, not even realizing that he was the one gambling and playing just now: [That family wanted to find a future for their eldest son, and they have always wanted to become Master Yan's disciples. I hope I can borrow your name to get the person out! ]

After saying this, he gestured the action of wiping the neck.

Yan An only asked: [How many do you want to kill? ]

[Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. I want the lives of him and his son! ]

Yan An thought about it and took off the private seal around his waist.

This private seal is as important as his Wenxin monogram.

【Take it, and remember to return it after use. 】

Yan An didn't like staying in such a place for a long time, and couldn't bear to see the young man fall into depravity here: [You have thought it through, come to the capital. Father has always been optimistic about you, your talent should not be buried like this. ]

The boy avoided his gaze: [I'll think about it.]

Yan An added: [You should not come to such places. I know you think it doesn't matter who you lose the money to. You come to them and lose to them. It will help you a little. These women do not want to hang out in the entertainment place. They have their own difficulties. But what you are doing is not the right thing.]

The young man said: [Stop teaching me.]

Yan An: [If you really want to change, come to the capital to study. ]

The young man curled his lips: [You said it as if you know me very well. I just like to look at good colors and gamble, but I don’t have any so-called intentions as you think. People have a long life, and a lifetime is only 20,000 days. What’s wrong with doing something you like? ]

He said: [Being a playboy is also quite happy. ]

Yan An said: [But your father is no longer with us, so you can’t be a playboy. The head of the Kang family is Bo Sui now, so you should also consider him. How many of his gray hairs were turned white by your anger? ]

The boy refused to admit it: [It was obviously caused by his worry! ]

Yan An didn't bother with him much.

After Yan An left, the young man played with the private seal.

After a long while, he turned his head and looked directly at the direction of the viewer, and said with a smile: [Where did you come from, little thief, to spy on your grandfather here? ]

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