Return to Splendid

Chapter 114 This should be the bloodstone

Xing Yi was lying on his back, with more than 200 kilograms of weight on his body. His hands and feet were also trapped, and his chest and lower abdomen were pressed against his knees. It hurt whenever he moved.

He shouted angrily: "What are you going to do? Rob people alive?"

The person holding his legs punched his crotch while shouting: "Quickly shut up, don't let him talk."

As soon as he heard the voice, he knew who it was. He was so arrogant that he invited his accomplices to commit a murder at his doorstep.

"Ni Ji..." Xing Yi was halfway through shouting when his mouth was covered by a fat, smelly palm.

"He called your name." The accomplice said.

"Slap him in the mouth to stop him from shouting." He kneed hard on his lower abdomen.

Xing Yi couldn't help shouting: "Oh, damn Ni Jiyong, you want to kill me..."

"How dare you call me "I", who do you think you are?" Ni Jiyong called to his accomplices, "Try hard and throw the bastard down."

The two men turned around and pushed hard, pushing Xing Yi into the gutter at the foot of the wall. Using the gutter to trap his hands and feet, the two men pumped their fists and raised their feet to have a good time.

At this time, the door on the other side opened, and a voice shouted: "Who! What are you doing?"

The light of the flashlight flickered, and someone came out.

Ni Jiyong called out in a low voice, and the two of them let go, bowed their waists and ran away.

Someone walked over quickly and stood at the corner. He saw a figure flashing at the intersection and continued to shout: "Stop."

The figure disappeared.He didn't go any further, raised the flashlight and shook it a few times, cursed and walked back.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xing Yi crawled out of the gutter, moved to the street corner, and looked at his wet body through the street light. He was a real drowned rat. Not only was his whole body smelly, but his lower abdomen still hurt.

He staggered back to the hotel along the eaves of the street, using the shadows to block him.Wei Zhenghai was so frightened when he saw it: "What's wrong with you?"

He shook his head slightly: "I drank too much and fell into the gutter on the roadside."

"Oh, it's like this."

Wei Zhenghai quickly prepared hot water for him. He asked Wei Zhenghai for safflower oil, climbed into the bathtub and lay down, rubbing his lower abdomen with both hands, hating in his heart, this guy is going to die, brat. , I have made a grudge against you today, okay, I will settle the score with you later, I have plenty of time.

I feel weak all over and have no strength at all. Drinking too much alcohol has serious side effects. This is a big loss. I deserve to be meat on the chopping board and let these two dogs do whatever they want.

The intensity of the scolding voice coming out of the door, the frequency of walking, and the inconsistent flashlight light.

There is no doubt that the person who came and went is Mr. Ni Suqing.

If he were more curious, more responsible, and took a few steps forward, he would definitely

When he saw the person in the gutter, he thought it was a dead pig, so he screamed and screamed wildly, leading his wife and daughter out...

Everything happened at that moment.

After a while of random thoughts, I fell asleep in the bathtub.

It was another Saturday. Wen Qiyi came to Xing Yi and said happily that he had discovered the nest of the red-bellied bird. This time he brought enough lead bullets, a net bag, dry food, tea, and wild cats to pull cattle. It's a big fight.

Xing Yi didn't want to go, so he walked in the mountains and forests for more than an hour and arrived at his destination.

Wen Qiyi's sharp eyes had already seen the birds. Yes, there were no less than three of them. They were just there, leisurely looking for food in the forest, without realizing that the danger was approaching.

Wen Qiyi squatted quietly behind a tree.I will tell Xing Yi later that I should do the same as him and quickly find a place to hide without making any noise.

As he spoke, his eyes widened and he saw Xing Yi grabbing a branch and about to pull it.

He hissed several times, signaling Xing Yi not to move.

Xing Yi turned his back to him and didn't hear it, so he groped around his feet, found a stone, and was about to throw it at him.

Before the stone was thrown, the branch broke, and the crisp snapping sound echoed in the forest.

When Wen Qiyi looked back, there was no trace of the bird anywhere!

He was so angry that he really wanted to kick Xing Yi, but Xing Yi said flatteringly: "I'm afraid you'll be tired from walking, so I'll get you a walking stick."

He wanted to punish Xing Yi and arrange for him to go around the foot of the mountain here. He must feel the other side of the mountain in 10 minutes. If he sees red-bellied birds, he will coax them to fly back.

Xing Yi agreed, thinking to himself, not only will I not drive them back, I will also drive them to fly further.

After the breakup, Xing Yi basically kept trotting, trying to be the vanguard before Wen Qiyi arrived, driving away all the birds, leaving him an open field where the lead bullets could roam freely without being blocked. fly.

After passing through the woods and over the hills, a valley appeared in front of us. The water was very shallow and the bottom of the valley was exposed. An old tree trunk naturally formed a single-plank bridge.

In the forest across the valley, many birds gathered. They chirped one after another. Stones were thrown and branches were smashed. The birds stopped chirping and then started chirping again after a while. If you wanted to drive them away, you had to go to the valley. Go to the side.

He walked up the tree trunk, with moss stuck to the soles of his shoes. He was not sure, and his body began to sway. He was in a dilemma, and finally he lost his balance and fell down.

His knees and elbows were injured, and the wounds were soaked in cold water. The pain made him grin.

He rolled and climbed in the valley for a long time before he found a gap and climbed up.

He knew a plant with fine leaves and small red flowers that grew along the valley. Its roots were a good desilting and hemostatic agent.

The roots of the plant were under the stone. He turned over the stone. Because he was standing at the bottom, the stone did not return to its original position. As soon as he let go, it rolled down and smashed another toe.

He sighed repeatedly. The old wounds on his body have not healed yet, and new ones have appeared again. What happened during this time?

He sat down and held his toes, waiting for the pain to disappear before digging out the root of the medicine. He couldn't help but glance at the stone.

The shape of the stone was extremely ugly, like a giant toad. Not to mention, the bulging skin turned red, like bleeding spots on the toad's skin.

He lowered his head to check his feet, suspecting that blood from his feet was dripping there.

The skin on his toes was not broken, and there was no injury anywhere on his body. The color of the stone was its own existence.

He subconsciously moved the stone over, gathered a handful of weeds nearby, and wiped off the soil on the surface, revealing a large area of ​​red color.

He moved the stone into the stream and scrubbed it hard. Oh my God, the whole stone was blood red.

He was worried, so he lifted the stone, put it down gently, picked up a stubborn stone from the side, and used his sharp head to scrape, smash, and drill on the red stone...

He picked up the stone and weighed it in his hands, shook his head a few times, and came closer to smell the smell of the stone. The stone was silent, but the red color of the stone illuminated his eyes.

He admitted that he was impressed by this toad-shaped stone. The blood-red color was not man-made, but formed naturally. This should be the bloodstone.

Over a long period of time, he has become very familiar with the ultimate research and dream of bloodstone and understands it very well.

He rummaged along the ditch and found the second and third pieces... He stopped and quickly hid the stones he had found without making any more noise, fearing that Wen Qiyi would come out from somewhere at this time. .