Lingfeng rustling

Chapter 115 The Exquisite Ghost
"What about me?" Su Siling fluttered with a pair of bright eyes.

"Your martial arts...is... so powerful!!!" Mo Shu was a little tongue-tied, "You are like this, my son...know?"

Su Siling waved his hand, and smiled reservedly: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, you always need to know something to save your life... I can only do light work, and my fighting skills are very average..."

Mo Shu stared wide-eyed, and there seemed to be two bright characters written in his pupils - "liar"! ! !
Seeing him stunned under the sun, Su Siling shook his hand in front of Mo Shu's eyes: "Are you stupid by the sun? Hurry up and go back to your room to rest!"

Watching Su Siling turn back to the house and close the door, Mo Shu picked up the shade and went back.

Until it got dark, Young Master Changfeng still didn't come back.

The dishes were hot several times, and Mo Shu looked and looked outside at the dark sky, and persuaded Su Siling: "Young Master said, if he hasn't returned after You Hour, let the girl eat first!"

Su Siling stared at the big lantern hanging in front of the room door, shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry at all right now, wait for Brother Qingfeng..."

Mo Shu had nothing to do with her, so he stretched his neck and looked out, trying to show Mu Qingfeng back.

The room was quiet, only the sound of dripping water from the copper pot hourglass echoed in the low air.

……

Looking at the dark gate, Mo Shu yawned.

Su Siling looked at the hourglass, and said worriedly: "It's almost time..."

Mo Shu was not worried at all, he just said to Su Siling: "Girl listen to my advice, ask the kitchen to heat up the dishes, you eat first... don't wait for the young master..."

"..." Where did Su Siling have the appetite to eat, she was almost dying of anxiety.

At this moment, "Cuckoo, cluck...", Mo Shu's stomach sang.

"Why don't you eat something first..."

"That's fine..." Mo Shu refused without pretense.

After Mo Shu finished eating, he waited with Su Siling for another half an hour.

There was finally movement outside.

Mo Shu felt that he just blinked, and Su Siling disappeared from the room.

When Su Siling saw Mu Qingfeng, he saw him supporting a person.

With the dim candlelight from the lantern, Su Siling saw that the man had a particularly delicate face, but it was pale at the moment.

She felt as if she saw a delicate-looking ghost.

"He... this is..." Su Siling walked up to them, and noticed that the man was breathing short and fast, with a dagger stuck in his chest, his original black coat was soaked in blood, the color was darker and wet of.

"Go in first!" Mr. Changfeng put his left hand under the man's armpit, helping him to walk in.

After finding an empty wing room, Mu Qingfeng gently put the person on the bed.

Su Siling quickly took over the work.

Mu Qingfeng didn't ask her if this person could be saved, but just stood aside quietly and didn't bother her.

"Fortunately, brother Qingfeng gave him reassurance and kept his pulse..." Su Siling held the silver needle in his hand and moved the needle quickly.

After the silver needle covered his entire atrium, Su Siling pulled out the dagger decisively, and then quickly decontaminated the wound and sewed it up.

It took less than a stick of incense to finish the whole set of movements.

After bandaging the wound, Su Siling washed his blood-stained hands with clean water.

Taking Supa handed over by Mr. Changfeng, he wiped the sweat from his hands and forehead.

(End of this chapter)