si-mexico Chapter 111 Death Qi
Chapter 111 Death Qi
Ye Xuan carried the medicine into the house. She had become accustomed to the scene that repeated day after day and the strong smell of medicine in the air.
"Brother, how are you today? Are you feeling better?" Ye Xuan sat on the edge of the bed and placed the bowl of medicine in her hand on the cabinet beside the bed.
Fu Zhenghong, lying on the bed, looked pale and thin, with a bony figure, and no trace of the charm of the former number one young master could be seen.
He opened his eyes and looked at Ye Xuan: "Junior sister..."
"Senior brother, a lot of people have come to the village recently, it's very lively." Ye Xuan said.
Fu Zhenghong's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he asked, "Why?"
Ye Xuan was stunned. She had forgotten her father's instructions.
My father had said before that the plan to lure the enemy deep into our territory was just a trial and we didn’t know if it would succeed in the end. We had to keep it a secret from my senior brother first. Otherwise, if we gave him hope and he ended up disappointed, it would turn into despair.
Ye Xuan was so excited that she blurted out everything without thinking.
At this moment, her mind was racing, thinking about how to explain.
Before he could think of anything, he heard Fu Zhenghong speak again: "Junior sister."
Ye Xuan looked over and said, "Senior Brother." She saw that Fu Zhenghong had his eyes closed, with a dejected look on his face.
Ye Xuan had a bad feeling in her heart. The next moment, Fu Zhenghong said, "Junior sister, please help me get rid of this."
Ye Xuan stood up suddenly and looked at Fu Zhenghong, her hands hanging by her side trembling slightly.
Looking closely at Fu Zhenghong's face, it seems more dead than decadent.
Lifeless, like a walking corpse.
Fu Zhenghong didn't get an answer for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Xuan standing in front of the bed with tears streaming down her face.
His eyes moved slightly, and a trace of pity flashed across his eyes. He understood Ye Xuan's feelings for him, and this request was undoubtedly cruel to her.
However, he had no other choice. For him, the days ahead were nothing but torture.
This kind of torment not only affects his body, but also his heart.
"Xuanxuan, don't cry." Fu Zhenghong rarely called Ye Xuan's name.
Because she is the daughter of the owner of the manor, and he is Ye Xu's disciple. Although the two have been married since childhood.
But in order to avoid suspicion, Fu Zhenghong has always called her "Junior Sister" most of the time.
It was only when Ye Xuan was sad when she was a child that Fu Zhenghong would call her name to comfort her.
Ye Xuan has a cheerful personality. Although she is a little willful and capricious, she is kind-hearted and will not give in easily.
When competing with fellow disciples, even if I lose, I will not cry.
Only when I occasionally think of my mother can I help feeling sad.
But now, Fu Zhenghong's words made her burst into tears.
Fu Zhenghong called her name and woke her up.
"Brother," Ye Xuan threw herself on Fu Zhenghong, sobbing uncontrollably, "How could you have such thoughts? You want to abandon me? Don't you want me anymore?"
Fu Zhenghong lowered his eyes and looked at her red eyes, and turned away reluctantly, but when he thought of his own situation, he raised his eyes again.
He stared at the mosquito net above his head with empty eyes: "Xuanxuan, I'm gone, but you still have your master and other brothers and sisters."
"I don't want it. I don't want them. I only want you, brother. If you die, I will never live alone." Ye Xuan said fiercely with red eyes.
She stood up, looked at Fu Zhenghong and said, "Brother, don't be discouraged. Qingling is not dead yet. If you give up like this, the Demon Cult will make a comeback and be even more rampant."
"What did you say?" Fu Zhenghong's eyes suddenly widened.
Ye Xuan looked at his suddenly changed expression, wiped away her tears and said, "The Demon Cult leader is not dead, he is still alive."
"Impossible. I crippled him with my own hands and pushed him off the cliff. There's no way he's still alive." Fu Zhenghong looked a little excited.
Ye Xuan said, "It's true. He is not dead. He even killed the head of Suzaku Hall with his own hands. Now the new head of Suzaku Hall is a woman."
The expression on Fu Zhenghong's face was more lively than ever since he became paralyzed. Shock, confusion, and reluctance were all mixed together.
Although what Ye Xuan said were just rumors she had heard, she couldn't care less about them now.
She knew Fu Zhenghong. The fact that he said he was giving up meant that he really couldn't bear it anymore. If there was no new hope, even if he didn't do it herself, he would find other ways to end his life.
When that time really comes, I'm afraid it will be too late to save the situation.
So, even though the news had not been confirmed, and even though her father repeatedly told her not to tell it in front of her senior brother, she had to tell it.
Ye Xuan continued, "The Demonic Cult has a technique that, after mastering, can self-repair even if all the meridians in the body are severed.
So, the big devil didn’t die at all, he survived, and if he can survive, you can also recover.
Daddy thought of a way. He announced to the public that he had captured the leader of the evil cult in order to lure the ghost doctor to show up. Even if all the doctors in the world could not cure you, the ghost doctor could.
The reason the villa is so bustling is because the major sects have heard the news and are coming to attack the Demon Cult leader. They will believe it, and the Ghost Doctor will believe it too."
While Ye Xuan was speaking, she kept paying attention to the changes in Fu Zhenghong's expression. She watched the dejection on his face gradually dissipate, and the light in his eyes reappeared.
The heavy stone in her heart fell to the ground temporarily.
As for whether the ghost doctor could appear in the end and whether the leader of the demon cult was really not dead, she no longer cared about that.
After leaving the room, Ye Xuan went straight to Ye Xu's study. She wanted to discuss it with her father. She could hide it for a while, but not forever.
As we passed the garden, we met two strangers. They were accompanied by disciples from Wanjian Villa, who seemed to be introducing their identities to them.
Several people approached, and the leading disciple saluted her: "Hello, Senior Sister."
Ye Xuan nodded gently: "Yes," and looked at the man and woman behind him: "Who are these two?"
Ye Xuan saw that they were dressed in ordinary clothes, which did not look like the uniforms of a sect. She could not figure out where they were going and began to wonder.
The disciple quickly said, "Senior Sister, these two are guests who came with the Canglan Sect."
"Are you from Canglan Sect?" Ye Xuan asked.
Song Yu stepped forward and said, "No, we just happened to meet on the road and were traveling together. My name is Song Yu, and I'm a traveling doctor. This is my companion, Su He."
"Are you a doctor?" Ye Xuan looked Song Yu up and down.
Song Yu nodded: "Yes."
"Why did you come to Wanjian Villa?" Ye Xuan asked.
Song Yu hesitated, and the disciple leading the way quickly said, "This is the eldest lady of Wanjian Villa, Ye Xuan."
Song Yu was surprised. He didn't expect to meet a big shot on his first day.
"It turns out to be Miss Ye. I don't know how rude I was just now. Please forgive me." Song Yu said politely.
Ye Xuan stared at her straight, looking her up and down. She looked ordinary, nothing worth noting.
"You haven't told me yet why you came to Wanjian Villa?" Ye Xuan asked again.