Chapter 344 (1/2)

”Don't bother.”

Lao Wu waved his hand, ”you can still eat fish here.”

”Take out?”

Liu Liang doesn't care. As long as she can eat fish, she can live anywhere. She still manages to eat and live.

Well, Liu Liang didn't refuse.

She and Zeng Xubai lived in directly and didn't even bring their own luggage, but Lao Wu, the housekeeper, really didn't do it for nothing. He arranged everything like his mother.

The clothes and toiletries are all good. The rooms arranged for them are also a single yard. Outside the yard are planted with bamboo or a large bamboo forest.

The wind blows gently, and the sound of bamboo shadow and sound is like that in ancient times. With a sword drawn and waved, the bamboo is broken, or take a bamboo flute and play a song of Jianghu.

It's Liu Liang. That's not what I think.

She has been squatting on the edge of bamboo for half an hour.

Miss Liu, what are you doing here?

Lao Wu hurried over. As soon as he heard that Liu Liang didn't know what to do, when he sent her something, she squatted in front of the bamboo. He sent it again. He still squatted. He would come later and squat here. Wouldn't he be evil?

Lao Wu also squatted down, but there was nothing here. It was planted more than ten years ago. They looked at it every day and didn't find any difference.

Liu Liang turned her head slowly, and then blinked innocently, ”I'm looking for bamboo shoots. I haven't eaten fresh bamboo shoots yet.”

Lao Wu ”...”

”There are no bamboo shoots here.”

”Oh,” Liu Liang stood up, ”no, then don't look.”

”Uncle Wu is not good.”

A man stumbled over, ”go and have a look. The old man is ill again.”

Lao Wu's face changed, his arms and legs were old, but his running speed was ten times faster.

Liu Liang looked back at the large bamboo forest. She didn't understand why there were no bamboo shoots to eat?

Then she followed Lao Wu again.

In the house, Huo Lao was lying on the ground in pain. Several big and thick men pressed him desperately. They were not afraid of him smashing things. Instead, he would hurt himself or end his life directly.

Huo Lao's face was as white as paper at this time. There was a big cold sweat above his forehead. The blue tendons on his neck also burst. His eyes were red as if they were bleeding.

He kept yelling, his hands tightened hard, and hit the ground hard.

”Master!”

As soon as Lao Wu came in, he ran over. He also knelt on the ground and grasped Huo Lao's wrist. ”First, bear it. If we find someone who can cure the disease, you will be fine.”

Old Huo's turbid eyes seem to have become clearer, but they soon turn red. Such pain is not tolerable. It has been extremely painful. I don't want to live anymore.

Living a day is torture, pain and pain.

”Where's the medicine? Get the medicine quickly!” he shouted at the crowd around him and brought the master's medicine quickly.

”Uncle Wu, it's useless,” the man on one side couldn't help blushing. ”The master drank the medicine, but it doesn't matter.”

”Take it again.”

Lao Wu kicked the man in the leg. ”If one doesn't work, take two, if two doesn't work, just three, go get it, go get it!” he shouted madly.

The man was also scared and ran out, ”I'll get it now.”

Just then, a white and delicate hand stretched out and put it on Huo Lao's forehead.

Almost in an instant.

Huo's body was twitching all the time. His tight skin and flesh relaxed slowly, and even his clenched fist loosened.

The eyes that had been red also closed.