surnamed Wang

Chapter 79

In Hami Weicheng, in a simple house, Zhao Zhiyi and others were surrounding a broken bamboo couch, on which a young man was lying.

This young man was Pu Wen who was already in a coma. At this time, he had already put on clean clothes. Although his eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was steady.

"It's really strange. This kid is obviously covered in blood, but when he changed his clothes just now, he didn't have any wounds on his body. Brother Zhao, the blood on his body must be yours, right?"

Yan Hanhai was the first to ask, and Zhao Zhiyi on the side gave him a blank look, and said:

"Nonsense, if this amount of bleeding was all mine, I wouldn't die on the spot. How can I stand here alive and kicking? If you want me to say that this kid's recovery ability is too strong, he must be strictly guarded. Woke up and slipped away."

"So that's how it is. By the way, sister, go down and get some food, and make up for Brother Zhao. I don't think he's far from a blood collapse."

Yan Hanhai ordered Yan Rongrong who was at the side, and Yan Rongrong looked at Zhao Zhiyi, although the blood on his body was not as exaggerated as the one lying on the bed, but his chest was also red, so she didn't ask any more questions, and went down to make arrangements.

As soon as Yan Rongrong left, the two people in the room started whispering.

"Brother Zhao, do you think the same as me?"

"Could it be that Brother Yan thinks so too?"

"Of course, this is the first time I have seen such a miraculous phenomenon."

"What are you waiting for?"

The two came to the bamboo couch at the same time, Zhao Zhiyi rolled up the sleeves of the unconscious man on the bed, Yan Hanhai took out the dagger, and then lightly pulled the knife on Pu Wen's forearm, the blood soon flowed from the wound It came out, but the bleeding stopped after only a few breaths, and even less than a quarter of an hour later, the wound miraculously healed.If it weren't for the blood stains left on the forearm, it would definitely make people suspect that he was hallucinating.

"If that's the case, his recovery ability is really amazing." It's the first time Zhao Zhiyi has encountered such a situation at such a young age, and he can't help but become more curious, "Brother Yan, I have an immature idea .”

"Brother Zhao, it's okay to talk."

"I'm curious if he is cut alive, will another one grow out?"

"..." Yan Hanhai was silent for a while, and then said: "To be honest, I'm also a little curious. There just happens to be a knife for a gelding in the army, so I'll go get it!"

At this moment, Pu Wen, who was still in a coma on the bed, got up "Teng", and asked with a confused face: "Who am I and where am I?"

Although he tried his best to pretend that he was not fully awake, the two faces that seemed to be smiling but not smiling made his heart skip a beat.

It's over, I was plotted by these two grandsons!
This was Pu Wen's first reaction. He was really pretending to be dizzy just now, planning to wait for an opportunity to escape. Unexpectedly, the two in front of him were too shameless. First they used themselves as an experiment, and then they became so frantic that they wanted to castrate themselves. He had no choice but to do so. If you don't wake up early, and look at the expressions of the two of you at this time, you probably know that you are pretending to be dizzy.

"Since you're all awake, don't lie down and go out for a stroll."

Zhao Zhiyi casually took out a dagger, put it on the opponent's neck, and said lightly: "Don't try to escape, I still have a trick in the scabbard, if you are tired of life, you can try it."

He was not bluffing. He was afraid that the North Turkistan army would kill him, so after two hours of recuperation, he kept Jian Shisan in the scabbard again, just in case.

As a master on par with him, Pu Wen could naturally feel the fierce murderous aura inside the scabbard, and since he was injured, the recovery speed of his physical strength and true energy was not as fast as before, so he naturally didn't dare to take any action.

The three of them soon came to the square in the center of the city. In the middle of the square, there were two huge millstones and millstones, both of which were made of a whole piece of bluestone. There are thousands of catties.

Zhao Zhiyi put Pu Wen between the two, and then ordered someone to tie him to the stone mill and the stone mill with a wrist-thick iron chain. Zhao Zhiyi knew that even he himself could not break free.

Zhao Zhiyi circled around Pu Wen a few times, and when he saw that the other party was bound firmly, he nodded in satisfaction.Immediately, he took out the pieces of jade pendant that he had found from the other party, and asked:
"What is this?"

Pu Wen obviously didn't know that the jade pendant had been crushed. Seeing the jade pendant at this moment, he showed an expression of obvious pain. He tried his best to hide it, but made his expression even more distorted. Zhao Zhiyi saw it in his eyes and knew it in his heart.

"The jade pendant was given to me by my mother before she died."

Pu Wen said this sentence with a sad expression, those who didn't know really thought it was his mother's relic left to him.

"Is your mother a bad old man in seventies or eighties?"

Zhao Zhiyi's astonishing words stunned Pu Wen who was tied up and Yan Hanhai who was watching the excitement.

Others might not understand why, but Pu Wen was stunned for a moment, then showed a surprised expression, and said, "How do you know?"

This time it was Yan Hanhai's turn to be confused. He only had two questions in his mind: "Who am I? Where am I?"

……

"This kid can't be trusted!" This was Yan Hanhai's evaluation.

"This guy is an apprentice!" This was Yan Rongrong's evaluation.

"This bastard is trying to die!" This was Zhao Zhiyi's evaluation.

Pu Wen had been temporarily untied under Zhao Zhiyi's instruction, and he was sitting leisurely at the table drinking porridge.

Just now, when Yan Rongrong came to deliver the meal, he was accosted by the unrepentant Pu Wen, and in the end he was scolded. Yan Hanhai and Zhao Zhiyi, who were hiding outside the door and observing in secret, had murderous aura in their hearts.

"Brother Zhao, I don't understand, why do you want to spare his life and untie him?"

"You don't understand some things after I say them. He has a relationship with me. By the way, brother Yan, is the knife you mentioned last time still there?"

"What knife?" Yan Hanhai was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, that one, here it is!" Then he took out a knife from his waist. The knife is not big, it is bigger than ordinary daggers Even smaller, with a curved scabbard, it doesn't look any different.

Zhao Zhiyi pulled out the scimitar, only to find that, unlike ordinary scimitars, the blade of this knife was on the back of the knife. After making gestures, it was quite smooth, Zhao Zhiyi looked at the knife and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

Seeing Zhao Zhiyi's creepy smile, Yan Hanhai unconsciously felt a chill in his crotch, swallowed and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhao, what are you doing like this?"

"What else can you do, cut him off."

"Cut the blanket..." Yan Hanhai heard this kind of statement for the first time, but he knew what he meant by looking at his expression, so he asked suspiciously: "Didn't you just say to save his life? "

"I said it, but he doesn't seem to cherish this opportunity very much." Without waiting for Yan Hanhai's reaction, Zhao Zhiyi directly entered the room with a knife in his hand. Seeing this, Yan Hanhai shook his head and walked away, afraid of seeing something dirty Got the eye of a needle.

(End of this chapter)