It's a tough guy. Well, it's the mother's, which is more admirable. I've seen many crying women, which is especially cherished.
Delicate skin, suddenly red, white in red, Lin Feng noticed that each other's age, should not be more than 18.
After detoxification, she took out ointment and applied it on the wound. The skin of the wound became extremely sensitive because of touching, just like being stabbed.
However, the pain was relieved a lot.
She clenched her teeth and gradually relaxed, when the white silk wrapped her body.
Unconsciously, the female assassin's face has turned red, although the other side is only a child of three or four years old, still can not stop.
"Go back." Lin Feng is facing the iron road outside.
The carriage started to move towards the city. Inside, the female assassin suddenly said the first sentence: "are you a doctor?"
"Yes, I study medicine in Jihu medical school." Lin Feng reported his identity at will.
Since she is a doctor, her identity is easy to accept. The female assassin is relieved, but she doesn't say a word.
Lin Feng is from the edge of the oil paper package, a burst of the smell of fried chicken came, "there is a little warm, first eat to supplement physical strength."
The female assassin was surprised again. How did the little boy feel that everything was ready? Did he expect this moment.
However, seeing pancakes and fried chicken, saliva in the mouth still secretes itself. Now that they are all here, there is no hesitation.
Then Lin Feng tore off the chicken leg, put it in her mouth and chewed it. She was not polite at all, not like the beautiful women he saw in the world.
In this world, beauty is a very difficult thing among the common people, because they have to bear the responsibility of supporting their families through labor, which is generally manual labor.
But there is no time to maintain, pay attention to dress up, whether it is skin, or development, are no better.
And those aristocratic families, after generations of genetic optimization, are pampered, dressed up and maintained from childhood. That kind of gap is just like the difference between those high castes and those low castes in India.
It's almost as big as two races, but the female assassin's skin is very white, and her facial features are also very delicate. She's not even worse than Liu Yiyi's female artists.
Lin Feng looks at her and pushes the oil paper in front of her.
In order to avoid the wound dehiscence, she has to keep a prone position for the next period of time.
However, it did not affect her eating. Soon, a fried chicken and a pancake disappeared in her stomach.
Lin Feng: "your wound is very deep. It's reasonable that you should have bled to death, but you have lived to now. Why?"
Until now, he asked the doubts in his heart. If in other world, this injury is nothing. If his head is cut off, he can live.
But here, most of the time it's fatal, not to mention soaking in the water for so long.
"I blocked the meridians around me and prevented the circulation of Qi and blood." The female assassin tells the truth.
Channels, Qi and blood, Lin Feng is no stranger, "is this martial arts?"
"Not bad."
Well, even in such a world, it can only produce such a kind of low martial arts practice system.
Lin Feng didn't continue to ask about Qigong, martial arts and so on.
If you ask too many questions at once, it's easy to arouse the vigilance of the other party. In this way, it's not beautiful.
Next, all the way silent, even the name did not ask.
He did not ask, the other side did not ask, so back outside the city.
Lin Feng asks tie Tou to come forward and rent a small courtyard in a large inn. He has money to do business. He only needs two liang silver every day and the courtyard belongs to him.
The carriage drove directly into the yard, and she came down from the top. Lin Feng settled the people, and they lived here together.
There are three rooms and two other rooms in the courtyard, which should be for servants.
This is a convenient place for big families to travel. Lin Feng lies on his new bed and goes to sleep soon.
However, in the East chamber, the female assassin opened her eyes and listened to the breathing of the two rooms, but she hesitated to leave at this time.
Hesitated for a long time, she stood up, went to the door, finally sighed again, went back to bed and went back.
As it is now, where can we go? If we are found, there will be only one dead end.
In the wing room, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth turns a little radian, but he doesn't open his eyes.
The next day, tietou brought in breakfast from the outside, including bone porridge, steamed buns and bean curd.
Up to now, he didn't ask. His trust in Lin Feng has reached an unprecedented level.
On the contrary, he heard from Mr. Shu that those with great wisdom, regardless of their age, are already so powerful.
When I grow up, I don't need to say that it's possible for me to be a prime minister. Anyway, I'm sure I'll be an adult. How lucky I am to be able to follow such a big man. Naturally, there would be no doubt about his words. After breakfast, Lin Feng left a sentence to let her have a good rest and went back to the carriage. Both sides still did not give their names. Soon after, someone from the inn came to clean up the room and saw her closed door, but did not disturb her. At noon, Lin Feng came again, only put down two sets of clothes, as well as some food, wound medicine, and left in a hurry. It's enough to make sure she's still here. You can't be too positive, or you'll scare people. Lin Feng is very curious. He wants to get in touch with the world's practice system, or people in this circle. As for martial arts, even if he doesn't practice, his body is getting stronger day by day. Sooner or later, he will become the most powerful man in the world and reach the limit of the human body. In the evening, Lin Feng came alone and took some books this time. Put in front of her, patted, "if boring, read books."“ I don't like reading The female assassin said directly“ It's a good thing that reading can calm your mind and divert your attention. " Lin Feng looked at her. Well, she doesn't say more, but she looks at the flute behind Lin Feng curiously“ Why are you holding this bamboo? "“ Because I'm a flute lover. " Lin Feng draws out the flute behind him“ This is also a flute. How do you play it? " She asked curiously“ That's it. " Lin Feng put it to his mouth and blew slowly. Flute is still familiar with the ghost of a beautiful woman, female assassin suddenly stare big eyes, but Lin Feng or blowing ten seconds to stop. This body is too young, even the brain is lazy to move, once formed inertia, really terrible“ You can also play this tune. It's called the ghost of a beautiful girl The female assassin actually said the name. Think about it. At that time, she was on the boat. Although she did the job of assassination, it didn't hinder her attention to the performance.