Crown Jewels

Chapter 153

In the streets and alleys, the lights of neighbors are dim.

Sitting in the courtyard, Gu Baozhu felt a little restless, so she simply put on a cloak and walked back and forth in the courtyard with a lantern in her hand.

"Deng deng deng-"

Finally, the sound of knocking on the courtyard door sounded, Gu Baozhu was startled, and quickly got up to open the door bolt.

The light of the lantern illuminated the boy's eyebrows, Song Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled at her.

Gu Baozhu didn't have time to talk to him, so she opened all the doors carefully.

Only then did the four of them steadily lift the coffin with the hay curtain on it into the courtyard lightly.

The moment Song Yanqian stepped on the threshold, thunder rumbled from the sky.

The awn of lightning instantly illuminates the night, as if it can split the sky, which makes people's heart skip a beat.

An An put the coffin into the hall steadily, Song Yan did not linger, got up and opened the door to look towards the sky.

Sure enough... Bean-sized raindrops began to fall, and then crackled.

However, Ye Yu's voice seems to be able to cover everything, covering up all the sounds hidden in the darkness.

Song Yan walked along the street, only to see that the footprints left by the four people above had been filled with water.

The traces left by the four people carrying the coffin in the dark night disappeared invisible due to the falling rain.

Thunder, lightning and thunder resounded under the same sky.

On the other hand, Ding Wen pushed the wooden cart all the way forward, watching the long lightning that pierced the sky, he was not flustered.

Ding Wen took out the rain gear he had already prepared from the back of the car, put it on him and packed it up, and went back to the original direction in an orderly manner.

The rut marks left by the cart on the ground are obvious, and the falling rain has neutralized the rut marks, leaving only barely visible residual marks, leading to an unknown direction.

The expected thunderstorm, the coffin in the hall, and the shoe prints that covered up the traces made it unbelievable that tonight's operation went smoothly.

The tight string in Song Yan's heart tonight finally loosened.

Fortunately, he lived up to Gu Baozhu's trust and successfully completed the task.

The coffin was placed in the hall, and it still smelled of damp soil.

Gu Baozhu went straight forward, and she lightly lifted the straw mat that was wet by the rain.

Under the straw mat was the familiar coffin that had appeared before, and Gu Baozhu's cuffs were tightly clutched in his hands.

Qian Yan looked at Gu Baozhu's appearance, and looked at the coffin in surprise.

He could feel that there should be someone very important to the girl, otherwise, he wouldn't have asked his elder brother out of the mountain for an autopsy so secretly.

Gu Baozhu has already decided that the autopsy will be done tonight.

Everyone worked together and stood at the four ends of the coffin. Finally, an opening was opened in the thick coffin.

Song Yan and Gu Baozhu stood on the same side, and they also exerted their strength.

The darkness of the coffin reveals the closed gloom inside, and the pungent smell of cinnabar comes from the dark coffin.

However, the accident happened suddenly in the next moment.

The dark coffin looks like a giant man-eating beast, and there are checkpoints inside.

When Song Yan opened the coffin this time, sharp crossbow arrows shot out from the slot.

They all shot towards Song Yan's direction, the young man subconsciously picked up the cup on the stone table, and separated the arrow that pierced his heart.

Soon, the flying arrows got out of sequence, and the direction of the other arrows that followed was also out of order.

The sudden burst of arrows made everyone unable to react.

Qian Yan and the others used all their strength to completely lift the lid of the coffin.

Gu Baozhu looked at the sharp knives that Hengsheng shot towards her, and the sudden approach of murderous aura made her pupils shrink slightly, and she had no time to react in an instant.

When Song Yan's crisis was resolved, he subconsciously looked in Gu Baozhu's direction.

Seeing that the arrows were already very close, Song Yan couldn't stand between them.

Before he had time to think about it, Song Yan twisted subconsciously, wrapped his arms around Gu Baozhu's body, and wanted to lead her to squat down to avoid the flying arrows.

However, the muffled sound of the sharp blade piercing into the flesh was still accompanied by Song Yan's swollen and suppressed muffled groan.

Gu Baozhu's heartstrings vibrated slightly, and his scalp felt numb.

Suddenly, Qian Yan and the three brothers took the chopping board and wanted to separate them.

Soon, the arrows in the coffin completely stopped, but because Song Yan was protecting Gu Baozhu, his squatting movements were still slow for a moment.

The young man's left shoulder was pierced by an arrow, leaving large swaths of bloodstains.

Gu Baozhu was held in Song Yan's arms. She was well protected and was not injured.

The moment Song Yan groaned, Gu Baozhu suddenly raised his head.

Under the escort of the three Ding brothers, the two of them finally left the coffin.

"Song Yan—"

"Are you OK?"

Gu Baozhu got up quickly, watching the young man's hand covering his left shoulder, the faint blood flowing down the gap between his fingers.

The wooden arrow that grew out was embedded in Song Yan's flesh like that, Gu Baozhu's hands trembled slightly, and anxiously wanted to stop the bleeding for him.

Song Yan endured the pain and nodded to Gu Baozhu in comfort.

However, Gu Baozhu's lips were trembling, but they had already turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He wanted to tell Gu Baozhu that he was fine, but when he opened his mouth, he seemed to lose all strength.

"Master, Master, come and see—"

In desperation, Gu Baozhu subconsciously looked for Qian Yan, her voice was red with panic.

Because she saw that the blood flowing from Song Yan's fingers had turned thick black, and the arrow was clearly poisoned!
Qian Yan didn't dare to delay, he also saw black blood stains, the arrow was poisonous, but luckily it only pierced into Song Yan's left shoulder.

At the moment, he should first pull out the arrow to prevent the poison from spreading.

Secondly, it is to identify what the poison is, and then quickly prepare an antidote.

Fortunately, Qian Yan was good at surgery, so he was the best at trauma with swords, swords and halberds.

After simply observing Fan Songyan's wound, Qian Yan quickly made a decision.

Qian Yan's big hand quickly grasped the arrow, and looked at Song Yan with a bit of comfort.

"Hold on—"

As soon as the words fell, he did not give Song Yan time to react, and quickly and steadily pulled out the arrow with his right hand.

Almost in an instant, the white handkerchief that had been prepared to stop the bleeding on Qian Yan's left hand blocked the bleeding wound.

The blood quickly soaked through the white cloth, and it was still black blood.

He changed another veil in a row, but the situation was still the same, Qian Yan's expression became serious, and he quickly asked Gu Baozhu to bring his medicine box.

Song Yan's situation shows that the toxin is spreading.

The structure of the arrow is originally an inverted triangle structure.

What Qian Yan had to do was to remove the toxin-stained flesh around the wound, so that he could completely wrap it with a white kerchief to stop the bleeding.

Otherwise, the poison will not be cured, and no matter how you do it, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Qian Yan held a small machete in his hand, the translucent blade was burning translucently in the candlelight.

The red-hot knife was placed in the air, Qian Yan waited for a moment, then winked at the three Ding brothers and asked them to hold Song Yan down.

Then, Qian Yan held on to the scimitar, and quickly and steadily removed the scattered flesh and blood around the blood hole.

This kind of pain, even though Song Yan has been practicing martial arts all year round, his ability to endure pain is much better than others, and his body can't stop the spasm at this moment.

Gu Baozhu watched anxiously from the side, and couldn't help the cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Fortunately, Qian Yan's years of study in medicine were not in vain.

Although Song Yan's situation was a bit tricky, two quarters of an hour later, under his familiar operation, the flesh and blood injuries had almost been dealt with.

The hemostatic ointment accompanied by white gauze completely bandaged the wound on Song Yan's shoulder.

The whole process is very labor-intensive and physical.

Almost the moment Qian Yan got up, Gu Baozhu handed him a new cup of tea.

Qian Yan took it with a dry tongue, picked up the teacup and poured it down.

(End of this chapter)