The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 406 [V262] Ghost Tribe Shura (two more)

  Yu Wan and the others got into the carriage and quickly returned to the house.

   Nangong Li and the national teacher, who were far away in the National Teacher Hall, didn't know that something unexpected happened in the forest.

  It was the national teacher's turn to settle down, but the national teacher was a little absent-minded.

  Nangongli understood what he was worried about, but still smiled lightly: "What is the national teacher thinking?"

   "Nothing." The national teacher came back to his senses and fell.

Nangong Li pointed to the seat next to him: "If the national teacher was here just now, I would have lost this game, but if I miss an inch, it will be the national teacher's turn to fall. Does the national teacher want me too much, or You don't want to play chess with me at all?"

   "The county king is too much." The national teacher said.

   Xiaojun Wang did not take the road that could immediately block the national teacher. He also landed in an irrelevant place, and then he said: "The national teacher is thinking about those little thieves who escaped?"

   Guo Shi did not deny: "I can't figure out who they are? What are they doing in the Guo Shi Temple?"

  Nangongli snorted coldly: "I'm here to inquire about news or to steal something. Is there anything missing from the National Teacher's Hall?"

  The national teacher shook his head: "It's not clear yet."

   The National Teacher Hall is so big, and it is not a big living person missing. How can it be so easy to find out what is missing?

  Nangong Li said calmly, "Don't worry, it will be clear when those little thieves are caught."

   As soon as the voice fell, a disciple of the National Teacher Hall walked over in a hurry: "National Teacher!"

   Guo Shi saw that he was so panicked and frowned: "What happened?"

  The disciple opened his mouth, looked at the national teacher, and looked at Nangongli, but for a while he didn't know how to speak.

  Nangong Li said calmly: "If you have something to say, are people caught or let them run away?"

   Although he asked this question, he did not feel that there would be a second possibility.

  The disciple bit the bullet and said, "Run...run away..."

   "Run?" Nangong Li was stunned.

   "Aren't you chasing?" the national teacher asked.

   "I chased it! But..." The disciple glanced at Nangong Li with fear.

  Nangong Li said: "Don't hide it, say it directly."

   "...Yes!" The disciple lowered his head and said, "The dead soldiers we sent out...all...all died..."

The death was extremely tragic, and he didn't even have a whole body. He had seen Lin Zi, and he couldn't describe it as horrific. Many disciples were frightened and vomited. legs are shaking.

"All dead? Not a single one left?" The national teacher's face became a little ugly. Those dead soldiers sent out were all elites of the National Teacher Hall. There were seven or eight top gold-faced dead soldiers. How could they all die? already?

   "Who killed it?" Nangong Li asked.

   "It's...that you brought...that lord..." the disciple said in fear.

  The national teacher looked at Nangongli coldly, Nangongli threw the chess piece in his hand into the chess box, and stood up lightly: "Lead the way."

  The disciple said: "Yes!"

   Under the leadership of this disciple, Nangong Li and the national teacher arrived at the scene on horseback. The rich **** smell mixed with the smell of soil and vegetation was blown into the noses of several people by the night wind passing over the water.

  Everyone felt their chests tumbling, and a casual disciple fainted on the spot.

  The national teacher stared at the flesh and blood in the grass, his big palm clenched little by little.

   He took a deep breath: "The prince..."

  Nangong Li raised his hand: "This king understands that today's losses are borne by this king, and this king will supply you no matter how many dead people die."

   After saying that, Nangongli stopped paying attention to the national teacher and walked towards the front of the river.

  Shura sat there, staring blankly at the sparkling lake with blood-red eyes.

   "What's wrong with you?" Nangong Li walked over, as if asking about his body and what happened.

   However, Shura didn't speak, and still just stared at the lake.

This is not the first time this has happened. Shura has been imprisoned for too long and has suffered for too long. When he first came out, he killed a few people who should not have been killed. However, in the next time, Nangong Li was very After comforting the Shura well, there was no more trouble.

  I don't know what happened tonight, dozens of dead soldiers, let him be wiped out with one move.

   Don't say that the national teacher is in pain, he is also in pain.

   But Shura's value is far higher than this group of dead men, so even if Nangong Lirou was in pain to death, he never thought of disposing of Shura.

Of course, Nangong Li didn't know the real reason for Shura's anger, and when Shura couldn't control the manic aura in his body, he reached out his hand, patted Shura's shoulder lightly, and coaxed softly, "Forget it, we'll talk about this later. , I'll take you back first."

  Shura stood up.

  Nangong Li walked in the direction he had been in contact with.

   After walking a few steps, Shura turned his head and looked at the pitch-black forest.

   "What are you looking at?" Nangong Li asked curiously.

  Shura ignored him and walked slowly to the front.

  Shura's mood...a little down? Nangong Li was taken aback by this sudden feeling. Shura is just a tool for killing people. He has no emotions, only manic and not manic, so it must be just his own delusion to lower such an overly humanized emotion.

Nangong Li took Shura back to the Queen's Mansion, and lived in the yard that he had made a special trip to clean up. Originally, he didn't plan to take Shura with him tonight. It was only when he left the house that he remembered that the kidnapped thief had a comrade, and his In all likelihood, his comrades would come to rob the prison, so he took Shura out.

   Who knew the result would be like this - the little thief didn't catch it, but pinched most of the dead soldiers in the National Teacher Hall to death.

  Nangong Li's chest was blocked.

Nangong Li felt that it was necessary to talk to Shura. When he was released from the forbidden area of ​​the ghost clan, he had made an appointment with him for three chapters. He had to listen to his words, otherwise he would tell the ghost clan and let the ghost clan people go again. Take him back.

  Shura went back to his house.

  Nangong Li resolved her emotions, went back to the yard to get the medicine pill and went to Shura.

Shura is a clean Shura. His house is always as neat as if no one has ever lived in it, and there is not a single bit of mess on the bed. A world of difference.

   After he returned to the house, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and was now sitting blankly on the chair by the window.

   He was in a daze before, but tonight seems to be a little different. As for the difference, Nangong Li can't answer.

  Nangongli calmed down, shook his head and laughed at himself, but it's just a tool to kill, why do you always take him as a person tonight?

"Asura." Nangong Li walked over and sat down beside Shura. He could feel the manic aura in Shura's body, but this manic aura was restrained when facing him, so he was safe and sound. .

   He handed over the small medicine bottle in his hand: "Here it is."

The    medicine bottle contains medicinal pills that can relieve Shura's pain. After taking it, Shura's manic energy can be appeased to some extent. In the past, Shura couldn't wait to eat it, but tonight he didn't have much response.

   "Asura." Nangong Li called out.

  Shura turned his head unhurriedly, glanced at the medicine bottle on the table, reached out his pale skeleton-like hand, removed the cork, and poured the scarlet pill into his hand.

  Only three capsules a day.

  I haven't eaten today, but all three are there.

  Nangong Liman thought he would happily eat them, but Shura only ate one slowly, stuck his tongue out like chewing wax, and then threw away the other two in disgust.

  Nangong Li was startled: "Why don't you eat it? Does it taste wrong?"

  Shura was so annoyed that he hugged the pillow and went to bed to sleep.

Nangong Li picked up the pill thrown away by Shura, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, and muttered with a puzzled face: "It's right that Xuelian made Qingxin Pill... Why did you suddenly refuse to take it? Isn't it uncomfortable? Are you tired of eating?"

  Nangongli wanted to talk to Shura again, but Shura put down the curtain, which means to tell Nangongli that you can get out.

  Nangong Li shook his head, took the pills and left helplessly.

  …

   But after Yu Wan and her party rushed back to the house at the speed of reincarnation, everyone was exhausted.

   "Didn't you catch up?" Qingyan looked back at the dark alley and asked with lingering fears.

  Jiang Hai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "There shouldn't be, no... I didn't find anyone following!"

  Qingyan patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief: "It's good not to have! It's good to not have it... That guy is so scary, I really hope I don't run into him again in this life!"

  The long night was silent.

   Shura suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.

   He took out a small feeding bottle made of sheepskin from the quilt and started playing with it.

   (end of this chapter)