Chapter 1170 1170: Watch (Part 1) [Please ask for monthly tickets]


    Qi Shan is one step ahead of Chen Tang.


    When Chen Tang arrived, there were already people inside Kang Shi''s camp. Kang Nian was in a daze and sat in the corner, while Qi Shan was sitting next to Kang Shi''s bed, holding his hand tightly, looking empty, not knowing what he was thinking. Chen Tang approached him, but he didn''t react.


    "How is Ji Shou''s situation?"


    Chen Tang signaled that the others would not be too polite. He lifted up his clothes and sat on the low stool beside the bed. The doctors of Xinglin and Qi Miao and others were taking the pulse in turn. Everyone looked heavy, and it was obvious that the situation was not optimistic. Qi Miao suppresses his mood and tries to make his voice sound normal: "The heart meridian is weak and suspended, beating and chaotic... I just returned, and there were still rootless, tasteless, and spiritless signs... This pulse is the leakage of the qi of the true organ... the appearance of the pulse..."


    Qi Miao and hard to spit out the word "Zuozhi".


    Chen Tang felt his heart sinking violently, as if an invisible force was draining all his strength. She was glad that she was sitting at this moment. If she stood, she would probably be unable to stand firm.


    She took a deep breath in secret.


    Try to calm your mind down.


    She asked again: "What''s the situation with Weiheng?"


    In order to facilitate care, Yu Zi was now arranged on the bed behind only one screen. Yu Zi''s uncle was sitting next to the screen, hunched over, and his back was filled with a strong silence. Overnight, his hair turned white.


    Qi Miaojiu whispered: "Same."


    The two of them showed a sudden pulse almost at the same time.


    Anyone who understands medical principles knows that once a traumatic pulse appears in a seriously aged person, it indicates that the disease is dangerous, the life span is about to end, the chance of survival is extremely slim, and human resources are too late to restore the situation. Chen Tang naturally understood this common sense. At this moment, she only regretted that she was not strong enough and could only sit here and ask a few questions about unnutritional concerns.


    She couldn''t keep it, either Kang Shi or Yu Zi.


    Chen Tang closed his eyes and pressed the enthusiasm of the rushing from his eye sockets.


    She suddenly thought of someone: "Where is the high priest of Jimo?"


    Qi Miao said, "I have sent someone to invite you."


    Actually, it’s not very useful to invite it.


    During the two days when Yu Zi was unconscious, Kang Shi found Jimo Qiu for her. Jimo Qiu gave a way to break the situation. Further expand the sky and take a step back and die. Even if he took action, he could only make Yu Zi a corpse specimen.


    Not only Yu Zi, but also a gift from Kang Shi.


    The two perfect rituals can only be symbiosis and death.


    In order not to interfere with Kang Shi''s judgment, Jimo Qiu did not point out this point, but said: [I can''t do it, Xinglin doctors cannot do it. The only person who can save Nu Jun Yu is Kang Shangshu. You just need to make the most correct choice and obey your own wishes. 】


    Jimoqiu was still here yesterday. He went out this morning with something to do and said he was entrusted to deliver the baby to the cow from that family.


    When he came, he still had the smell of a cowshed.


    The dirty hands are stained without time to wipe them.


    He knew what was going on after looking at the posture in the account.


    The Xinglin doctor who accompanied the army often discussed the advantages and disadvantages of witchcraft and medical skills and combined plans with him. He got close to each other and immediately made way for half of his body to make it easier for Jimo Qiu to check the situation of two coma patients. Jimo Qiu frowned when he saw it.


    Qi Shan finally came to his senses and grabbed his wrist.


    "High priest, you can do it right?"


    "I can understand the mood of the book of Zhongshu. However, our clan''s view on life and death is very different from that of secular people."


    He really couldn''t give any guarantee to Qixiang.


    If Kang Shi and Yu Ziga were there, he could help the souls of the two to open a small door on the side of the gods, and death is also rebirth.


    However, no one likes to hear this.


    “No more ask for help, let them survive.”


    Jimo Qiu asked seriously: "Any form is OK?"


    Everyone present couldn''t help but think of Gong Shuwu''s skeleton appearance.


    Qi Shan gasped and said, "Of course, as long as he—"


    “Qi Yuanliang!”


    Two male voices interrupted Qishan''s words at the same time.


    Yu Zi''s uncle didn''t continue to speak, but his eyes were sharp and he was vaguely angry. He naturally wanted Weiheng to survive, but he knew better that Weiheng could not accept reality. She didn''t want to be a heretic, she didn''t want to lose her strength and became an ordinary bottom class who could be meat from mermaids again. Forced retention will only make her completely crazy.


    Kangnian exhales turbid air and tries to stabilize his emotions.


    “Respect him once.”


    He said this, but his heart was crying.


    He seemed to be pulled back to the nightmare of that year. His father and his twin brother passed away one after another, and despair was overwhelmed. He was entrusted to take the pressure of carrying the beam without warning. Everyone counts on him, but he himself has no confidence. That feeling of panic was still entangled in midnight after many years.


    When he is middle-aged, he thinks he has walked out of the haze.


    But I didn''t expect my younger brother to leave him.


    Even though he is not sick or disaster, and he is still in great times, Kang Jishou has to leave his blood relatives for the sake of so-called guilt. How cruel and willful! He would rather Kang Jishou die on the battlefield, or run away from home and die in some corner, than this scene before him.


    If Kang Nian forced himself to keep Kang, he would not dare to think about how disappointed the latter would be after he woke up. He would be as slapped with him.


    Just one short sentence made Qi Shan explode instantly.


    "What respect? What respect?"


    What kind of respect did Kang Jishou talk about with him about a bad plot?


    Just let him live, Kang Jishou dares to die and see!


    It is rare for everyone to see Qi Shan’s violent and incompetent appearance, and he was shocked for a moment. Gu Chi rubbed the veins that were pounding around his forehead, and the voice in the tent made him feel uncomfortable than before. But he can''t show it yet, and he still has to be alert to these people.


    What should I be wary of them?


    Beware that they started fighting on the spot.


    Qi Shan said with fierce eyes: "Let them live!"


    Jimo Qiu said in a gentle voice: "Wait a little longer."


    Qi Shan: "What are you waiting for? Wait until these two corpses are cold?"


    "Let''s talk about it when their perfect ceremony is completely failed. If I take action now, it will be equivalent to taking away their test papers." This is a bit unfair and Jimo Qiu is unwilling to do such a bad thing. Qi Shan was blocked by Jimo Qiu''s words.


    He could only be so impatient that he was wandering around in a state of restlessness.


    Seeing that everyone wanted to disrespect the parties involved, Gu Chi reiterated the old story: "Why use my suggestion and just use them to destroy them, and at least save their lives. If you slowly find a way to recover from the practice in the future, what about this?"


    It’s better than letting Jimo Qiu turn these two into inhumane.


    Gong Shuwu’s cool state is cool, but it does not conform to the current aesthetic. It''s better to be in the military camp on weekdays, but it''s not scaring a lot of people to go out and go out to the streets. Then, he was glared by Yu Zi''s uncle.


    Everyone was unsure of their minds and looked at Shen Tang.


    Shen Tang asked Jimo Qiu: "They are still in the assessment?"


    Jimo Qiu nodded: "Well, it doesn''t seem to be going well."


    Shen Tang asked again: "Can you see?"


    "If Your Highness cares, I can use the ''Dream-seeking Art'' to help." The so-called "Dream-seeking Art" in Jimo Qiu''s mouth is to use divine power to reflect the memories in the human mind. This kind of speech spirit is placed in the Ministry of Justice. It is the ultimate means to interrogate prisoners. The effect is more domineering, and the prisoners who are tortured cannot resist it. For prisoners who are more mentally fragile, their unluckyness may become dementia.


    Kang Nian objected: "How can this work?"


    As everyone knows, how can innocent people be punished?


    When Jimo Qiu promised that this technique had no harmful negative effects, Kang Nian could only nod and agree when he looked at his younger brother Kang, whose eyes were closed and his lips were green. After hesitating, Yu Zi''s uncle also responded: "Please use the trick, I will take a look at her for the last time." Jimo Qiu: "..."


    He didn''t say that everyone was watching.


    Seeing that Your Highness misunderstood so much, Jimo Qiu could only make mistakes. As he used the "Dream-seeking technique", countless wisps of illusory silver threads emerged from Kang Shi and Yu Zi''s heads little by little, and at first glance it looked like smoke from his head. Soon, these silver threads gathered into a small cloud in the air. The clouds and mist showed a strange one-eyed shape. Jimo Qiu slashed the wooden stick on the one-eyed clouds and mist, and cut a shallow crack, as if a small crack was exposed in the human eye.


    Two eyes were opened with one eye.


    There are two completely different pictures.


    The same thing is that both scenes seem to be looking for someone.


    "Whose perspective does this seem to be?"


    Who else can it belong?


    The answer is obvious.


    Not only are there pictures, but there are also hazy sounds.


    It''s just a strange thing - they thought it was Kang Shi''s memory, and the building of Kang Shi''s ancestral home appeared in the picture, but the sound that appeared was Yu Zi. The scene is constantly rising and falling, and the owner is looking for something when he is traveling through the roof. After a while, the master of the perspective stopped. The perspective is frozen in a wooden building full of silks. The windows on the second floor of the building are wide open, and the laughter of the bells and swallows float out from it, mixed with the laughter of the boy...


    Kang Nian''s face suddenly became strange.


    He naturally knew this building.


    When he was young, he came here to catch people several times.


    Of course, it goes without saying who to catch.


    His young brother who lives in casinos and sensual places every day.


    If you don’t gamble a few times a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over.


    Kang Nian regretted seeing these things. Kang Jishou was dead and had no reputation behind his innocence. He prayed in his heart that the picture would pass through this place as soon as possible, but the owner of the perspective was not as good as his wishes. He jumped and lurked next to the second floor of the building.


    Carefully glance at the picture inside.


    Although it was daytime, the interior buildings exuded a decadent and romantic smell. The screen was half-covered, and a young man could be seen vaguely wearing thin clothes. He stepped on the table and shaking dice in his hand. Opposite him were four or five women with rich makeup, gathering together to whisper something. The boy rolled the dice.


    Lost no accident.


    The boy''s anger: [There is something wrong with this dice. 】


    Several women smiled and said, "My husband, please stop playing. If you continue playing, you may even have to stay here and go out with your bare feet." I know you feel sorry for your sister to give you money, but this boy who is a rich man is not like this...]


    The boy became even more angry: [Come again. 】


    The woman said: [Let’s change the way of playing. 】


    The boy raised his ears: [How to play? 】


    The woman pulled off a fragrant sachet, covered the boy''s eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard that my husband''s ears are amazing, so why not come and catch us sisters." If you can catch a stick of incense for a time, you will win. If you can’t catch it, you will lose. Langjun, what do you think of this? 】


    The boy tied his veil tighter: [Okay! 】


    Naturally, people didn''t catch them.


    Kang Nian has already covered his eyes with both hands.


    He knew that his younger brother was a romantic young man, and his two hobbies were gambling to see beauty. As long as he didn''t stay overnight and didn''t hurt his body, it didn''t matter if he just lost some money, but he didn''t expect that these embarrassing things would be made public! At this time, he heard the boy say: [Catch my wife - Hey, sister, why are your waist so thick? 】


    [Do you want to see who I am? 】


    Then a strange and cold male voice rang out.


    Everyone is unfamiliar with this, but Ning Yan is very familiar with it.


    She suddenly looked up and her pupils suddenly shrank.


    The boy hugged another older young bear, pulled off the veil, and quickly pushed the person away, feeling indifferent: [Xingning, you really made me wait-]


    Yan An: [I came here when I received your message. I came late. I should blame you for being hard to find a place you ordered. It''s not easy for me to avoid so many people. If my father and future Yue''s family know...]


    His legs could be broken.


    The boy sat down with a lazy and leaned on his back: [Are you discussing a marriage? 】


    [It is the female king of the Ning family. 】


    Yan An had a quiet smile, obviously because she liked her fiancée from the bottom of her heart. The boy threw dice up and down, sitting in a heroic position. The women had already left one step ahead of time, leaving room for the two of them.


    Yan An looked at his unruly **** look and sighed: [I have heard about the matter in the house... but you are looking for fun in filial piety... I am really a bit slutty. Kang Bosui didn''t beat you? 】


    The boy pointed at his cheek: [He loosened my two teeth. 】


    Yan An knew the topic and asked him what he wanted to do.


    [Do me a favor. 】


    Yan An agreed: [What are you busy with? 】


    The young man raised his eyes and showed his dark eyes full of murderous intent. He could not tell at all that he was the one who was gambling and playing: [That family wanted to find a future for the eldest son, and he always wanted to be a subordinate of the banquet. I hope to get someone out of your name! 】


    After saying that, he gestured to wipe his neck.


    Yan An only asked: [How many do you want to kill? 】


    [There are injustice and debts, and I want the lives of his father and son! 】


    Yan An thought for a while and took off the private seal on his waist.


    The importance of this private seal is similar to his literary connotation.


    [Take it away, remember to return it after it is used up. 】


    Yan An doesn''t like to stay in such a place for a long time, and he can''t see the boy degenerate here: [You figure it out, come to the capital. My father has always been optimistic about you, and your talent should not be buried like this. 】


    The boy avoided his sight: [I think about it again. 】


    Yan An said again: [You don’t come to such places either. I know that if you think that it’s the same for everyone to lose money, you come to them and lose to them, it’s not their wish for these women to stay in the fun, and they all have their own difficulties, but your move is not the right way. 】


    The young man said: [Tell me how to teach me. 】


    Yan An: [If you really want to change, come to Wangdu to study. 】


    The boy curled his lips: [It seems like you understand me very much. I just like to bet on colors and bets, but I don’t have the so-called intentions you think of. As for a person, if he has a longer life, he will only have 20,000 days in his life. What''s wrong with doing something you like? 】


    He said: [It’s also a happy thing to be a playboy. 】


    Yan Andao: [But Ling Zun is no longer here, you can’t be a playboy. The Kang family is now Bosui, so consider him, how many white hairs are the young man who is angry with you? 】


    The boy refused to admit his account: [That was obviously caused by him! 】


    Yan An didn''t care much about him.


    After Yan''an left, the boy played with the private seal.


    After a long time, he turned his head and looked straight at the direction of the master of the perspective, and smiled and said: [Where is the little thief coming from? I''m here to peek at your grandfather? 】


    |ω`)


    Woo woo, I carefully pressed the top stitch back with tweezers.