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Chapter 346 The Author I Believe Most Is Myself
"What Yan'er needs is never my love and protection, she just needs me to believe in her.

For the rest, she thought and could do it herself.

All I can do is to give her a chance to try and make her own way.

What's more, Ren Dang is very cunning and cunning. We have waited for a long time and we have not seen any mistakes in Ren Dang's side, and it will be difficult to find opportunities to take advantage of in the future.Although the signs of this incident are small, if we take the cocoon out of the cocoon, I am afraid that there will be great gains. We need to grasp it carefully.

The re-autopsy is the most important thing in this case, and even the basis for all subsequent activities. We must choose the most trustworthy work and conduct the autopsy in person. "

Heng Li said lightly, obviously already had the answer in his heart.

Heng Li's most trusted partner is Wanyan.

And Wanyan's most trusted role is herself.

One late night four or five years ago, in a pure white dream space.

The boy in white clothes held the book and patiently explained it until he finished flipping through the last page of a volume and was about to change another volume, but was stopped by the little girl's question.

"Huh? Little master, after you finish explaining this "Winning Injustice", why don't you create an illusion for your disciples to practice? After you finished teaching books on skills to your disciples, didn't you always take your disciples to practice it?" Months, to practice the theory?"

The boy didn't expect the girl to ask such a question. The expression under the veil was slightly surprised. He looked down at the book he was about to put away in his hand, and after confirming it, he asked again: "You mean you want to learn autopsy?"

"Yes!" The girl nodded as usual, and raised her face in doubt, "Little Master, isn't the "Redress of Injustices" you talked about about autopsies?"

"Yan'er is really eager to learn, and I am very pleased for the teacher." The boy reached out and patted the girl's head gently, and said softly: "But you don't need to know too much about autopsy, after all, you don't have much application in the future. , Now the emergency response learned is enough, usually just find a trustworthy assistant, and he can do these things instead of doing it yourself."

On the one hand, if he didn't need it, the young man really couldn't bear to take this little girl like a snow dumpling to do these bloody walks where he had to disembowel and deal with the dead.

Although the young man knew that the girl's psychological endurance was much higher than that of ordinary people, but he still remembered the serious psychological and physical injuries he suffered when he was studying autopsy.

However, the girl didn't know the boy's painstaking efforts at all. Holding the notes she had written down one by one, her eyes sparkled and she begged: "No, little master, you can teach me again! Since I have learned everything, how about Just learn."

Looking at the girl's thirsty eyes, although the young man still couldn't bear it, he relaxed slightly, and asked, "I'll take you to practice the autopsy, although it's all an illusion, but it has a real touch, and the illusioned corpse is all A dead body that does exist in real life has all the muscles, bones and internal organs, which is no different from a real autopsy. Even if you know it is fake, the discomfort it brings to your body and mind is real.

Yan'er, think carefully, but do you really want to learn? "

"This..." When the girl heard this, a bit of hesitation appeared on Xiao Baozi's face, and his two chubby little hands were clenched together, obviously his heart was pounding.

However, a ten-year-old girl dare not even watch chickens and cows being slaughtered, and dead cats and dogs hide away, but she has to cut and cut on human corpses. It is too embarrassing to have a huge impact on vision, touch, smell, and feeling, and to bear the guilt of ruining the dead and the fear of being haunted by ghosts.

The boy saw the girl's hesitation and unwillingness, so he comforted him softly: "It doesn't matter, Yan'er, you don't have to question your courage just because you don't know how to perform an autopsy.

If people in the world are not forced to make a living and have no other advantages, how many people will voluntarily engage in martial arts?It shows that fear of the dead and awe of flesh and blood are just human instincts, not to mention you are still so young now.

Besides, if you want to join the officialdom in the future, when there is a need for an autopsy, there will be experts to do it. You don't need to do it yourself. Everything will be fine, why do you need to do this heartbreaking work yourself. "

The boy has always been reticent, if not for the little girl's need, he would never have said so much.

After finishing speaking, the boy was about to put away "The Record of Washing Injustice" and change to another book to teach the girl.

At this moment, the boy's arm was lightly held down by the girl, preventing him from moving.

The boy looked up, and saw the girl's immature but firm eyes.

"Little master, I've made up my mind. I want to learn autopsy with my little master." The girl's eyes were bent, and her firm smile washed away all the hesitation.

"Little master, you have taught your disciples since childhood that no matter at any time, I should believe, and the only one I can believe is myself, so everything must be done by myself, and I must never have expectations of relying on others.

Therefore, the author I trust most can only be myself. "

Two days later, the morning closed.

It was not yet full light in the deep winter, and the two of them rode through the morning fog and flew away from the city gate of Kyoto, a cloud of dust rose behind the horses.

At noon, the two Qingqi horses rushed to Cangzhou at full speed. Two figures in black cloaks, whose human form was completely hidden, dismounted in front of a lonely ruined temple in the suburbs of Cangzhou.

The roof of the dilapidated temple is nowhere to be found, and the temple door hangs weakly on the door frame like a curtain. Obviously, the temple has been abandoned for a long time.

However, the gate of the temple was closed tightly.

The taller figure walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, knocked lightly on the wooden door with the knocker, and whispered, "I'm going to Dongshan, I'm not going back."

At this time, a soft voice came from the seemingly empty courtyard door, saying: "I come from the east, and there is no rain."

As soon as the voice was closed, the courtyard door creaked open, and there were more than a dozen men in burlap shoes standing inside the door.

However, even the clothes of ordinary people can't conceal the robustness of these men's bodies and their natural arrogance.

They are all guards.

So the two men in black who came from far away were admitted to the hospital. After the door was closed again, the leading man in the hospital saluted respectfully to the leading man in black: "My subordinates will see Mr. Luan."

The man in black pulled down the hat of his cloak, and it was Luan Feng.

"Thank you for your hard work, brothers. I brought you the job. For the specific matters, just follow her orders."

(End of this chapter)