Chapter 470: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 470: Confession (2)
Xiao Ruiyuan closed his eyes, nodded gently, his voice barely audible: "Thank you."
Seeing his resolute demeanor, the ghost physician said no more. Time was too pressing, he couldn't afford to be sentimental. Soon, he prepared the silver needles and medicines needed for the secret technique.
Each silver needle seemed to come alive, piercing into Xiao Ruiyuan's major acupoints at extremely precise angles. Even the dead acupoints where needles should not penetrate were temporarily balanced under the ghost physician's skilled needling.
As more and more needles were placed, Xiao Ruiyuan's complexion unexpectedly improved significantly. His originally pallid face now had a flush of redness, which was heart-wrenching and painful to see for Xiao Jiu and the others.
Only the last acupoint remained. The ghost physician wiped his forehead, reluctant to place the needle. His expression was complex as he looked at Xiao Ruiyuan, who was already covered in silver needles. The reluctance in his eyes almost solidified: once this needle was placed, there would be no turning back!
Xiao Ruiyuan opened his eyes and looked at the hesitant ghost physician, his voice unexpectedly gentle: "Old Ghost, continue!"
The ghost physician was shaken. Instantly abandoning his previous hesitation, he concentrated his mind again. The silver needle in his hand slowly descended towards the Shanzhong acupoint.
At this critical moment, a high-pitched eagle cry echoed from the sky, as if in response, not far away, a distant wolf howl resounded clearly...
The crimson sunset resembled a ripe egg yolk, houses were draped in magnificent attire, and wisps of smoke rose above the village, intermingled with the voices of adults calling and children playing. The entire village of Liuyang exuded a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere, like a lively painting of a sunset mountain village.
However, Mo Yan had no time to appreciate this beautiful scene. She stood quietly on a small hill behind the house, her eyes fixed in the direction where Xiao Hua and Mao Mao had disappeared. Every time she heard the flapping of birds' wings, she would tiptoe and gaze, hoping they had returned.
It had been two and a half hours since Xiao Hua and Mao Mao left. Mo Yan didn't know how far they had gone or whether they had successfully delivered the Black Lingzhi and Spirit Spring Water to the person in need, helping him escape danger.
With no one to share her worries and anxiety, she could only stand here with hope, praying devoutly for the person's safety, wishing him a safe return.
Li Xiu searched for someone and took a long time to find a familiar, solitary figure standing there, exuding an indescribable fragility and helplessness. She sighed softly, approached quietly, and gently embraced the slender shoulders of Mo Yan. Following Mo Yan's gaze, she looked in the same direction, but only saw several birds busy returning to their nests.
"Yan, they will come back. If you're worried, wait until after dinner, okay?"
Mo Yan didn't notice the added arm on her shoulder until Li Xiu's voice sounded. She turned her head slowly, stunned for a moment before realizing what she had said. Her voice came out hoarse and hesitant, "Aunt Li, I can't eat. Please go eat first. I'll go inside when Xiao Hua and Mao Mao come back."
Li Xiu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally gathered the courage to ask her doubt, "Yan, do you... do you have someone you like?" Seeing Mo Yan's shocked expression, she knew she had guessed right and continued, "Mao Mao suddenly came back and left in a hurry with Xiao Hua. Did something happen to that person?"
Mo Yan stared at Li Xiu with wide eyes, feeling a bit flustered, unsure whether to admit it. In the past life, liking someone was not embarrassing, but in this closed-minded ancient era where marriages were dictated by parents and matchmakers, even if one merely admired someone without any impropriety, it could severely damage one's reputation if known.
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