Wei Shu

Chapter 225
Wei Shu first probed the masked woman's neck veins to make sure that she just passed out, and the cause of her coma was mostly due to the blood hole in her leg.

At this moment, the blood from the wound had stopped flowing, but there were not many blood stains on the brick floor.

Looking at the strange lines on the edge of the blue brick, Wei Shu could almost conclude that the masked woman, like herself, also accidentally triggered the spike array and was stabbed on the left leg. Judging from the injury, At the moment of injury, she dodged for a while, avoiding the bones, only hurting the flesh.

Fortunately, the iron spikes under the bricks were not as fierce as those in the corridor. Otherwise, the masked woman would not have injured her calf, but her entire leg would have been pierced. Even if she could save her life, her leg would definitely be useless.

However, the injury was not too serious, so why did this girl pass out?

Wei Shu observed for a moment, and soon smelled a strange fragrance, which came from the woman's leg injury. It smelled like wormwood and herb mixed with turpentine.

The moment the strange fragrance came, the book in his mind was easily turned, and the candlelight illuminated a corner of the page, Wei Shu then remembered that this was a kind of drug specially made by the villa, and it worked on blood.

Under normal circumstances, the killer in the village will smear this medicine on the weapon when he needs to keep alive or capture some people alive.

As long as it's not a deadly poison.

Wei Shu thought, and stretched out her hand to remove the black cloth on the woman's face.

Under the black cloth is a young face, which does not look like a cardamom age, with delicate features and fair skin, but unfortunately, there is a line of tattoos twisted like earthworms on the forehead, which makes this delicate face ugly and weird.

Mu Na Hei Tai.

Familiar bronze inscriptions, familiar bloody black tattoos.

In an instant, Wei Shu seemed to have returned to that cold spring, to the land occupied by foreign races.

She lowered her eyebrows and looked at the unconscious woman, with unknown emotions surging in her eyes.

lotus.

The humble female slave who once knelt on the ground and begged her for her life was wearing a strong attire and passed out in the trap of Hidden Sword Villa.

After years of separation, it is not that Wei Shu never thought of meeting her old friend again, but the reunion before her eyes was still beyond her expectations, and this sudden change also made her lose her mind for a few breaths.

She can actually guess a thing or two about the situation of Li Nu who returned to Song Dynasty.

Most of them will not have a good time.Even with the gold and silver bestowed by Wei Shu beside them, the mark of shame on their foreheads would cut off most of their way out.In the end, they probably still couldn't escape the fate of being slaves and handmaids.

But Lianer's situation was obviously not like this.

What has she been through?Why is it here?If she came by order, who or which country did she order from?She is a dead soldier?assassin?Or a spy?

Thoughts were chaotic, but it didn't affect Wei Shu's movements. She quickly touched Lian Er's sleeve.

At this moment, Lian Er suddenly groaned and opened her eyes.

"you're awake."

Wei Shu said immediately, and didn't withdraw her hand. Instead, she followed the movement just now and pressed Lian Er's pulse wrist, and naturally straightened the corner of her clothes, saying softly:

"Fortunately, you are not seriously injured."

Lian'er looked at her blankly.

Her eyes were empty and scattered, the eyes of someone who just woke up after a coma. After a while, those scattered eyes gathered in one place, staring at the person in front of her.

This is the first time that Wei Shu saw a person's pupils constricting in an instant at such a close distance and so clearly.

Under the candlelight, the vigilance, vigilance, surprise and panic in those eyes are so clear, but they never reflected the joy of reuniting with an old friend.

Although she recognized Wei Shu at a glance.

And Wei Shu also discovered this.

After all, she appeared several times in front of Lian Er with a black face in men's clothing, and every time she appeared was related to secret and important matters, the other party would never forget.

But now, they don't have a word of greetings, as if the barrier of time and time in those years never existed between each other.

After staring at each other in silence for a moment, Lian'er's lips moved, and her voice was hoarse: "Why do you..."

"Gui Mao is dead." Wei Shu interrupted her, her autumn-like eyes slid across her sleeves, paused for a moment, then turned to the side again.

At the moment when she pretended to feel her pulse just now, she already found out the round and hard thing in Lian Er's sleeve.

It is very similar to the bronze medal of Guimao.

However, Wei Shu couldn't conclude that Lian Er must be a secret spy of the Changfeng Camp, so she spoke unexpectedly at this time, never intending to deceive the other party.

After hearing Wei Shu's words, Lian'er's eyes dimmed, but she only took a breath.

After a breath, her expression returned to calm.

She sat up with her hands propped up, looked left and right, and coughed a few times: "This... you broke this formation."

Not asking, but stating.

After finishing speaking, she looked up again, as if admiring the garden, and stared at the crystal lamp above her head for a while before sighing:

"It turns out that Cao's garden looks like this."

She turned to Wei Shu and touched the corners of her lips, her smile seemed to contain a hint of bitterness: "Gui Mao and I have been staring at this place for two months, and only found an opportunity today. I didn't expect..."

She stopped talking, looked at Wei Shu quietly for a moment, then took out a bronze medal from her sleeve, and handed it to her eyes: "You have a test."

She seemed to be sure that Wei Shu would check the token, just like she was sure that Wei Shu would suspect and tempt her, so she simply handed over the bronze medal openly.

Judging the situation and making the right choice.

Wei Shu gave such a remark in her heart, and felt shocked again at the same time.

Can recognize the situation in just a few words, and make the most reasonable judgment, is this the little slave girl she knows who can only cry?
While thinking this way, Wei Shu's complexion did not change.

For so many years on the throne, she has become accustomed to the collapse of mountains and rivers without changing her face. The thoughts in her head have never been related to the expression on her face. Sometimes she can even hum a country song in her heart, but her expression is serious. It was as if they were holding a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven.

Once so.

Lian'er's outstretched hand stopped in the air, and she pursed her lips.

This slight movement caused a crack in her determination, and she almost couldn't keep going, but fortunately, Wei Shu spoke in time:

"What are you looking for?"

She didn't check the bronze medal.

Lian'er's heart tightened inexplicably, but she breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

The silence of that breath just now was extremely heavy and deep, it seemed to be pervasive, and also seemed to be unfathomable, as if it had substance, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

But at this time, she felt the coolness of the wind blowing across her cheeks, and heard the hustle and bustle of the night market in the distance.

"We're looking for Japanese." Lian Er said, she took the initiative to turn over the waist badge, so that the side with the words was facing the light, so that Wei Shu could clearly see the word "Geng Chen" on it.

　This chapter is still posted in the manuscript box, I guess I should have arrived home by now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)