Chapter Four(1/2)
Because the kitchen is just a side shed next to the main house, and everything in the house is simple, there is no door installed, but a thick cloth curtain is used to block the wind.
Lin Chu carefully opened the kitchen curtain a crack and saw a black shadow half-arching in front of the main house.
The waning moon is like a hook, but it is amazingly bright.
Under the moonlight, Lin Chu could clearly see the bright big knife in the man's hand.
Revenge seeking?
Lin Chu swallowed nervously, his heartbeats like a drum, and his hand holding the kitchen knife began to tremble.
The man stretched his knife through the crack of the door, as if he wanted to open the door bolt, but found that there was no latch inside. The man seemed to chuckled, pushed the door open and walked in gently.
After Lin Chu returned to the kitchen, he never dared to go back to the main house again, so naturally no one latched the door.
Her heart was almost jumping out of her throat, and she held the kitchen knife in her hands and her feet were weak and approached the main house.
"Little lady..." A frivolous call came from the room that deliberately lowered his voice.
This sound full of love aura made Lin Chu stagger and stepped on the wooden stick that the navy man in the daytime tried to fight with Li, and almost fell down. Fortunately, she even held the wall.
However, the movement also aroused the alertness of the people in the room, and there was no sound at all.
Lin Chu's palm was covered in cold sweat, but fortunately his mind was still clear. The other party called her name, which means he definitely knew the original owner!
Is he having an affair with a knife? Do you want to kill Yan Mingge by the way?
God... That's the villain in the original work that the male protagonist can't even fight with the protagonist's halo!
If the plot really develops like this, she will be sure that Yan Mingge will definitely be the adulterer who has not even shown his face and will kill herself!
Lin Chu was filled with his heart. Can she still save herself now?
She put the kitchen knife on the ground, held the log stick with both hands, and said in a crying voice, "Honey, I got up the night light and was blown out by the wind. It's so dark... I fell down, you lit the fire in the room."
The weapons are all strong inch long and inch long. Her kitchen knife obviously does not have the advantage of the big knife in that person's hand. It would be better to replace it with a big stick and hit the stick.
Her words distracted the thief's attention, and he should not dare to attack Yan Mingge easily. I hope that the villain Yan Mingge can see that he is sincere in abandoning the darkness and turning to the light. Don't kill her so quickly!
In the house.
The big knife in Zhao Yuan's hand was still high, but it was just a stalemate, and he did not dare to move at all. The cold sweat on his forehead slowly slid down. Another blade shining with cold light reflected in his pupils.
The coolness of the metal and the bloody smell of the blade that cannot be dissipated by drinking blood all year round stimulated him, making him tremble all over like a sieve.
Yan Mingge, who was still seriously injured during the day, sat half on the bed, pressing his blade against his throat, with a coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes that people dared not look directly at. He was like a wild wolf who had been invaded by someone, ready to bite off the invader's throat at all times.
"Yan...Yan..." The survival instinct made him beg for mercy, but his extreme fear made him unable to speak, and his legs were trembling so much that he could hardly stand.
Yan Mingge's blade approached another point, and Zhao Yuan could already feel his throat being cut a little, and his fear made him stop.
His elder brother relied on his younger sister as a general and concubine to steal Yan Mingge's military achievements, but Yan Mingge has always been vindictive. If he didn't take advantage of his serious injury to kill him forever, I'm afraid that their brothers will be worried in the future.
Besides, he had coveted Lin Chu for a long time. He was afraid that he would not be able to find such a beauty in the entire border. If he killed Yan Mingge, the beauty would naturally belong to him!
But he never expected that even if Yan Mingge was seriously injured, he would not be his opponent!
No one in the room answered, and Lin Chu was worried that the thief would be unfavorable to Yan Mingge.
Although Yan Mingge was seriously injured, he had a martial arts foundation at least. As long as he was awake, it would not be so easy for the thief to succeed. So she continued to cry and wanted to wake Yan Mingge up, "Honey man, are you asleep?"
Hearing the crying outside the house, Yan Mingge frowned, and hit Zhao Yuan's left and right arms with clever force. Zhao Yuan's hands dislocated instantly and drooped softly. The big knife in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang.
Zhao Yuan seized this loophole and ran out of the house.
Yan Mingge narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuan's back as he fled in a hurry. The sharp knife in his hand had already aimed at him. He could kill him at any time within a hundred steps. But he didn't know what he thought of, and he pulled out a cold-blooded arc with his thin lips and put the sword back into the scabbard.
Lin Chu heard the sound of the knife falling into the room, and his heartbeat was half a beat. Seeing a figure running out like a ghost, she seized the opportunity to swing the big wooden stick in her hand.
With a "bang--" sound, the person was knocked on the dark and lit up. Lin Chu guessed that such a crisp sound should be his forehead.
"You..." The man seemed to have not expected a fraud, and staggered one step but did not fall down.
Lin Chu was so afraid that he swung the wooden stick and wanted to smash it again, but the man avoided it. She immediately threw the wooden stick and lifted the kitchen knife placed on the ground and swung it at the man, shouting heart-wrenchingly, "Honey-husband--husband--"
"Help-killing-"
Zhao Yuan was already scared by Yan Mingge, and was dizzy by Lin Chu's blow. He knew something was wrong and just wanted to escape quickly. Unexpectedly, Lin Chu threw another kitchen knife over. He couldn't dodge and was hit by the kitchen knife on his shoulder.
"Smelly girls!" The pain made him feel briefly awake, and he walked towards Lin Chu with a fierce look on his face.
There was nothing to defend against around him. Lin Chu was so afraid that he leaned back with his hands on the ground.
The man had already arrived in front of her, but for some reason suddenly screamed, as if he was hit by some hidden weapon, and rolled to the ground with his legs in his arms.
The lights at the neighbor's house opposite have already lit up.
Lin Chu got up in a hurry and wanted to pick up his kitchen knife again.
The man was injured and knew that he could not stay any longer, so he ran away with his legs and limp.
The door of the neighbor's house opened, and the uncle and aunt next door walked out with an iron rake and a horse lantern. Lin Chucai completely collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of water.
"Miss Yan's wife, what's wrong?" Aunt Song was wearing a thick outer robe, obviously she had just come out of the quilt.
She originally didn't like Lin Chu, but now Yan Mingge is seriously injured, so there must be someone to take care of him. They are all neighbors, and they look up and see each other. Lin Chuda screamed so heartbrokenly at night that they wouldn't be able to pretend that they didn't hear it.
"Silver, someone robs the money..." The remaining reason can only support Lin Chu to make up such a lie.
She didn't know why the other party came, but this was undoubtedly the best explanation.
There are indeed many outlaws outside the pass. It is not a secret that Yan Mingge is now ill in bed again, and it is indeed reasonable.
Sure enough, Aunt Song cursed angrily as soon as she heard this, "This turtle who was killed by a thousand swords, I will also have to rob the money for helping me!"
"Brother Yan is okay?" asked Uncle Song, who was old.
Then Lin Chu stumbled into the room, "Honey...Honey..."
"Hey, Yan family lady, please wait..." Aunt Song walked behind Lin Chu with a lantern. No matter how much Lin Chu was disliked before, she felt a little more pity when she saw her now.
Lin Chu's hands and feet are still soft. Before she could reach the bed, her knees became weak and she fell on the edge of the bed.
With such a big noise, Yan Mingge could not have woken up.
With the light of the horse lantern that Aunt Song was carrying, Lin Chu could see Yan Mingge's eyes as dark as ink and as cold as ice.
She should be afraid of him, but her previous fear had not yet dissipated. As she felt aggrieved, Lin Chu even shouted "Husband", and then threw herself on him with a "wow" and burst into tears.
This time I was really crying. Lin Chu felt that he had encountered more shocks since he was a child than today.
Her crying voice was hoarse and still couldn't stop.
Seeing that she was crying pitifully, Aunt Song comforted her, "Miss Yan's wife, stop crying, isn't it just a few silver and money? Money is all external things, so it's good if the person is fine."
Lin Chu shook his head randomly, but he was even more speechless.
Uncle Song looked at the gauze wrapped around Yan Mingge, frowned, "Brother Yan is now in trouble. He has money needs. Although he borrowed it from us, there is no more, but he still has the money to get medicine."
"Thank you, Brother Song."
Because Lin Chu threw himself on Yan Mingge and burst into tears, his head leaned against his chest, so when he said this, the vibration in his chest was extremely obvious, and it was particularly clear to Lin Chu's ears, and there was also an indescribable feeling.
"Okay, it's the second half of the night. You two should rest as well. If you have any questions, let's decide tomorrow." Aunt Song lit up the oil lamp in the house, and then pulled Uncle Song out the house.
Lin Chu heard the sound of closing the door. She calmed down a little, but suddenly became tense again, and her crying gradually became smaller.
She felt one hand put on her head, just put it, not moving.
The hairs behind Lin Chu's neck suddenly stood up. She had no doubt that as long as the owner of these hands thought, her head would be twisted to the other side at any time.
"Stop crying?" he asked. His voice became clearer and deeper, and he couldn't hear any emotion.
Lin Chu sniffed and wanted to raise his head. He used some force on his hand, but he didn't let Lin Chu lift his head successfully. Naturally, Lin Chu didn't dare to compete with this ancestor.
But when he thought that he had injuries on his chest and did not dare to lean his head completely up, he could only lean his head to maintain such a difficult position.
He seemed to have noticed it, and suddenly let go of his hand, and Lin Chu started to bounce it.
Seeing the gauze on his chest soaked a piece of red, Lin Chu was so scared that she was not possessed. She was so scared that she was so scared that she fell into his body and cried loudly, pressing his wounds and bleeding?
No, she is so heavy?
"I... I'll reband it for you!" Lin Chu was so scared that he was about to cry again.
Old Swan, what a terrifying night this is!
Lin Chu felt that he was almost cannon fodder falling out at all times.
Her hand that she reached out to remove the gauze was blocked by Yan Mingge.
"No hurry." He said. Even though he was lying down, Lin Chu still felt that his vision was oppressive.
Lin Chu withdrew his hand, but heard him ask, "Do you know Zhao Yuan?"
Zhao Yuan?
The flag official who sent things in the daytime seemed to be named Zhao Yuan. Could it be that the person just now was Zhao Yuan?
Lin Chu's eyes turned red. This was really not a pretentious thing. She swallowed even more, "During the daytime, a flag official came to deliver rice and had a conflict with the brothers named Yuan. They seemed to mention the flag official's surname Zhao."
Husband, believe me, I really didn’t cuckold you!
Lin Chu was filled with tears in his heart.
To be continued...