Countryside Magic Doctor

Because of the incident, it was inconvenient to cut it. He Feng directly stabbed the Taishou adult in the throat, and a blood splash gushed out of his throat.

He Feng became a doctor and knew all the blood vessels and arteries in the human body. In the blink of an eye, it cut the main artery of his neck, and infinite blood gushed out. It gushed very high, like a fountain.

He Feng naturally wouldn't let the blood splash on him, but the blood was scattered on the Lanting preface written by Wang Xizhi on one side of the table.

Instantly, the white rice paper and black handwriting were stained with a layer of bloody red.

It's like Spring Festival couplets written on red paper.

He Feng glanced at the red paper, but was suddenly surprised to find that everything here was changing violently, and he slowly became illusory. He suddenly realized.

Maybe that's the way out.

The scene in front of us is presented in an almost distorted way, as if the space has been torn apart and everything has become illusory.

He Feng blinked and looked at everything around him. In a flash, he only felt that it was dark in front of him. He opened his eyes again, but saw that he had returned to his reality.

Glancing at the alarm clock on the table next to him, he Feng was surprised to find that it was already more than five o'clock at this time.

When I opened the curtains, I saw a vast expanse of white outside. The whole world was covered with silver. Under the bright moonlight, it reflected the dark silver light, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

On the green hill in the distance, it was also suppressed by the University. It seems that this is a rare heavy snow.

"It's snowing heavily!" He Feng opened the window. A cold wind blew in and poured into the room. In an instant, he Feng only felt a deep chill.

The pores all over the body are here. In the cold wind, they become tight, and the cold hairs stand up, as if they were falling into an ice cave.

"I hope the heavy snow can really turn the world into a vast expanse of white." He Feng said to the heavy snow outside the house.

At this time, a chicken crow sounded outside the house.

Although the living standard has been improved a lot, there are still a lot of chickens in the village. In particular, some elderly people sleep less in the morning and point to the cock to crow.

Wake them up from their sleep.

In winter, there will be no cock singing the world white. The sun has to wait for two or three hours, but he Feng has closed the window.

The room was cold for a while. The heating in the room could not eliminate the cold wind just poured in in in a moment and a half. It was a little lonely and cold.

He Feng slowly wiped the jade box in front of him, and then sat on his boss's chair.

He was surprised to find that some changes had taken place in the relief. At the end of the relief, he Feng looked over there carefully, as if the pixels were constantly enlarged.

Suddenly he saw a familiar man.

Ah Zhu, but at the moment, ah Zhu, who packed up this thing, is no longer the bitter face before, but a very happy smile.

At this time, he Feng slowly opened the jade box and took out the Orchid Pavilion preface inside.

The preface to the Orchid Pavilion collection is slowly unfolded. Yonghe is 9 years old. At the age of Guichou, at the beginning of late spring, he will be in the Orchid Pavilion in the shade of Kuaiji mountain

The plain rice paper was slowly opened. He Feng read the above article word by word, but it was really a beautiful article. A clerical script can be called the unprecedented founder of calligraphy.

In addition, this beautiful article is like in class. He Feng reads the preface of Lanting anthology word by word with this artistic conception.

He Feng slowly opened the folded paper and read it word by word. His Lang Lang reading voice echoed in the space, as if he had returned to the middle school classroom with slight eye excrement. He was working hard to carry this obscure text on his self-study that morning.

"It's the same day, the sky is clear, the wind is gentle, and you can look up at the size of the universe. You can see the prosperity of the categories and the audio-visual." the sound of the broken wind suddenly stopped, but you can see old blood pools on some oxidized yellow rice paper.

It seems that something terrible has happened here.

He Feng stopped reading, fully opened the whole article, and then placed it on the table. Under the bright white energy-saving lamp bulb, he did see a pool of blood on the left of this big article.

It's like it's been there since ancient times!

"This is?" He Feng was a little strange and good. Why did some blood appear? Could it be that the dressed beast he killed left it?

But soon he Feng shook his head again.

The reason is also very simple. The dressed animals were killed by themselves in the dreamland. Even if his blood really flowed down, how could it really appear on this rice paper.

You know, even if he Feng's ability is too great, he can't go through the ages.

After all, crossing into parallel space is almost impossible.

At this time, he Feng suddenly stared at the boss and remembered that sentence, don't drink and kill ugly people.

He suddenly understood what had happened. These blood stains didn't mean the animals in clothes, but ah Zhu's. they were sprayed on the rice paper after ah Zhu's head was cut off.

After all, that era would not have its own existence.

And those noble sons of aristocratic families, great scholars, would not offend one of the powerful frontier officials for an ugly Hu woman.

Thinking of this, he Feng couldn't help understanding. At this time, he suddenly noticed that there was a small string of small characters at the end of the Lanting anthology.

He Feng quickly looked as like as two peas and found that these fonts were the same as the font of the next article. There was no doubt that these were from Wang Xizhi's handwriting.

He looked at it carefully and fell into deep thought.

He Feng knows the word written by Wang Xizhi. It is written in official script. He also understands the content and meaning. However, a girl died because of me today. Although she looks ugly, my heart is very sad.

But that's all. I can only find a way to make his living family better.

But I never thought that when I went to pick up her mother, I was surprised to hear that her mother jumped out of the carriage and got involved in the wheel when she learned that her daughter died on the way!

Slowly fold the Lanting anthology, he Feng put it in the jade box with him again, and then directly put it into the space.

He really doesn't want to touch it.

It's really blood on it.

With dripping blood, he Feng is not a real warrior, nor does he shuttle through time and space to justice for the girl named ah Zhu. He can only sigh after thousands of years.

And at the moment, a light suddenly came from the opened curtain.