Chapter 78

Su Fu raised his knife, and a whole leg of sheep was soon cut off, while ran Yan was still cutting slowly.

It has been said before that it is a terrible thing to eat Western food with ran Yan. Her posture of holding a knife is obviously elegant, but it always seems a little strange.

"Su Lang Jun knows me?" Ran Yan has been very strange, just in the woods, she only said a word, Su Fu actually recognized her identity.

Sufu put the plate on a few, quietly looked at her, cold voice way, "I've heard a lot about you."

Ran Yan's heart slightly tight, he said "name" is about autopsy! Yang jusi's house was near Dongshi. On that rainy day, Sufu also appeared in Dongshi. According to the inference of time, ran Yan had reason to suspect that Yang was killed by sufu. Then, did he know that she had examined the body of Yang Jue Si?

Sufu picked up a piece of meat with the tip of a dagger and put it into his mouth. He chewed it slowly.

Ran Yan cut the meat, but also consciously eat up, fresh crisp taste let her stunned for a while, stomach more hungry, now also no longer polite.

"Lady ran should be familiar with me." Sufu's movements are very elegant, but his speed of eating is extremely fast. In a short time, half of the lamb legs cut in front of him will be eliminated.

Ran Yan's action pauses for a moment. She has seen Su Fu several times, once with a power fence, once peeping in the wood fragrance flower shed, and once wearing a mask. However, Ran's face was not covered when he entered the carriage.

If Sufu is talking about that time, it should not be regarded as familiar, is it

"I've been wondering if I should kill you." Sufu took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth. His cold eyes fell on Ran's face, as if what he said was just a common greeting.

After eating a mouthful of mutton, ran Yan also wants to understand that a killer can not only distinguish people by their looks, but also can make them distinguish the differences between people with their breath, feeling and some subtle signs.

"Then why didn't you kill it?" Ran Yan asked lightly.

Su Fu Mou color has no wave, but did not answer this question, only way, "finish eating to go back, later don't let me see you enter this forest again."

After that, he got up and walked into the yard. When he got to the bamboo leaf, he stopped and said, "throw the umbrella into the forest tomorrow."

The door creaked. Ran Yan took back his eyes and ate two mouthfuls in silence. Suddenly, he found that a pool of blood was left on the place where Su Fu sat.

It must have been a very serious injury, only in a short period of time so much blood. For sufu, ran Yan really didn't know what to say. It was not strange that a killer was injured in the middle of the night, but she was still indifferent to barbecue and eat when she was seriously injured. She had no way to understand this mentality.

Ran Yan hesitated. Should I take care of it?

She thought, but the man had already stood up and pushed open the bamboo leaf. The yard planted a full of blood red cockscomb, in the moonlight like a dry blood stains, red shocking.

The bamboo yard is not big. There are houses on three sides. Ran Yan approaches the bamboo house in the East with the bloodstain on the corridor.

With the door closed, ran Yan took a deep breath and reached for her hand. The door suddenly opened. The cold wind had a faint smell of fishy sweetness, and came to her face with a cold voice. "You are really courageous."

When everything was stable, ran Yan clearly saw Su Fu's half open lapel. His strong chest and abdomen were like a work of art without defects. It was the scar on his chest. He also felt that it was just right. Against his beautiful and vulgar appearance, ran Yan was more and more impeccable.

"Since I have eaten your mutton, I'll come and see if you need any help." Ran Yan ignored the sword on his neck, and his eyes wandered around his chest. Then he raised his head and looked at him faintly.

Su Fu's blue eyes approached ran Yan, as if he wanted to see something in her eyes, but it was a pity.

"Don't look at it. I've told you everything I think." Ran Yan's eyes fell on the bloodstain gradually oozing out of his waist and said frankly, "all say that seeing is believing and hearing is false. But there are many people like you who never believe what they see."

The sword in Sufu's hand gradually dropped and supported him on the ground.

Ran Yan felt his murderous spirit disappear and said, "do you need me to help you with the wound?"

As a killer, Sufu has lost the ability to believe, but somehow, he nodded when he saw ran Yan's calm eyes.

Ran Yan helped him to sit on the couch. When he saw that there were plain cloth on the short table and some medicine for injuries, he reached out to untie his clothes.

Sufu watched his clothes quickly stripped off by a lady, such as the face of ten thousand years of ice was more stiff, pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on Ran's face. Seeing her face's solemnity and seriousness, her tense muscles gradually slowed down.

Ran Yan cleans up the blood near the wound, sprinkles the hemostatic powder, looks up and says, "this wound is too deep, or should we sew it up, can there be a needle?"

"In the medicine box." SUV raised his chin.

Ran Yan followed his sign and looked at the unimportant wooden box. Open the box, ran Yan saw that there are different sizes of bottles and jars, the most is that kind of light blue small porcelain bottles.There was no light in the room. Only the moonlight shining through the gap between the windows made ran Yan feel what she wanted. She had no ability to wear a needle and thread blindly, so she got up and opened the window. As the moonlight of water sprinkled into the room, the visibility was slightly higher.

Facing the moonlight, she did not succeed for a long time. She had no choice but to say, "can there be a light?"

Suvolmo quietly took the needle and thread in her hand, easily put it in, and asked her, "how long does it take?"

"Three feet." Ran Yan said.

Sufu cut the thread and handed the needle to ran Yan.

Ran Yan took the needle and thread, squatted down and pinched the skin with two fingers and began to sew skillfully.

Since the time of Hua Tuo, there has been a prototype of surgery and suture. In traditional Chinese medicine, the treatment of this kind of trauma is not inferior to that of Western medicine. Although the current situation of the Tang Dynasty is that the level of medical skills is generally lower than that of later generations, Hua Tuo's things are well-known. It should not be a particularly novel thing to sew a wound with a needle and thread. At least Sufu's medicine box has needles and threads, which ran Yan will not feel He used it to sew clothes.

Su Fu is also very cooperative, ran Yan's action is very fast.

"You..." Ran Yan straight up, to the mouth of the words but turned the front, "we even it."

She is not afraid of anything, but she does not want to make meaningless sacrifice. For people like sufu, she should not know too much.

Sufu's voice was cold, "and an umbrella."

Ran Yan nodded, "tomorrow, when it's dark, I'll throw my umbrella into the woods."

Ran Yan felt that the umbrella must be of great significance to sufu. Otherwise, seeing him discard such expensive swords, he didn't care. How could he care about an umbrella? Maybe he was not a cold-blooded man.

Out of the woods, it was the end of the Haishi. Ran Yan washed his hands in the wooden basin in the yard, and quietly went back to his bedroom.

The moon is quiet, everything is quiet.

The next day, ran Yan was awakened by a piercing scream. She climbed out of the quilt, yawned in her plain clothes, and frowned and asked, "what happened?"

Xiaoman said with a pale face, "dammit, I woke up my wife, but But the maid found that the basin of water that was put in the yard last night turned into a basin of blood this morning

Ran Yan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was anxious to come back last night. He washed his hands in the basin with some blood on his hands.

"Then Take it out. " Ran Yan said.

Xing Niang said uneasily, "madam, we just moved into this yard, and this happened. Do you want to let the abbot come and have a look? Or change the yard? "

The mountain air was cool, and ran Yan's sleepiness soon dissipated. This matter can't be explained clearly, and can't go to the nunnery. Ran Yan had to take out the momentum of the master and said in a cold voice, "fall down. Now my affairs are spreading all over the place. If you want to add fuel to the flames, why tell the abbot that it's faster to go directly to the bottom of the mountain to show the public!"

Evening green felt that ran Yan's words were very reasonable. In case someone with ulterior motives knew about it, he pointed out how dangerous it would be. At the moment, he quickly picked up the basin of water, went out of the door and poured it into the forest in the south.

There was not a lot of blood, but it was mixed in the water, which seemed a little terrible. When it fell on the ground, there was nothing to see.

"No one is allowed to talk about it." Ran Yan light way.

Xing Niang knew what was at stake, so she put the matter to the bottom of her heart. Seeing Xiaoman's pale face and a faint smile floating on her face, she held her hand and comforted her, "don't panic. It's just a basin of water. Maybe some little nun's monthly letter soiled her clothes and her face was thin. She secretly ran to our yard and washed it secretly."

Ran Yan takes a puff from the corner of her mouth and sighs in her heart that the imagination of Xing Niang is really beyond the reach of ordinary people Why didn't she remember?

Night green poured water, and Xiaoman came in to wait on ran Yan to wash and change clothes.

As soon as they had finished packing, a little nun stood at the door with a lunch box in her hand and sang the Buddha's name, saying, "is there anyone in the yard? The master sent me to deliver breakfast to lady ran! "

Xing Niang welcomed out, took the food box, "thank you, little master."

"Amitabha, the abbot does morning classes in his prime time. When it is over, the master asks empress ran to see him again." Little nun.

"Respect the teacher?" Xing Niang listened to her. It seemed that the master and master were not the same person.

The little nun was very kind. With a faint smile on her small face, she explained, "master's Dharma name is Jinghui. There are four masters in the nunnery. One is the abbot, the other is my master, and there is a martial uncle named Jingxue. Another martial uncle Jingyuan is not in charge of affairs. The abbot also likes Qingxiu. If you need anything, you can go to my master or uncle Jingxue. "

"Thank you for your advice." Xing Niang bowed slightly.

The little nun returned a Buddhist ceremony and then looked into the yard. Xing Niang asked, "what can I do for you, little master?"

"Nothing, nothing." The little nun repeatedly waved to deny and left in a hurry.

Xing Niang looks at her back strangely, this just mumbles to carry the food box into the hospital. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!