Reborn girl from poor family

Chapter 88 Breakthrough (1)

"A new bud shows its spring eyebrows, and a few red apricots bloom into purple..."

Sun Po's voice had never been so mellow as it was at this moment, and Su Ya's nervous mood was gradually soothed.

The cold fingers soaked in strong alcohol gently pressed on the girl's flexible shoulders and neck, arousing a shiver, and then slowly slid down the slightly concave curve, measuring the direction of the long needle, and then returned to the starting point.

With his left hand, he pinched the crystal flesh on the back of his neck, and with his right hand, he held the long needle steadily and decisively penetrated the skin in the direction he had just measured.

The needle was actually extremely round. When it was touched on the skin, it seemed to melt. It penetrated into the skin easily. After entering the skin, it seemed to find a comfortable place between the skin and the flesh. Guided by Sun Po's hand, it slowly followed the meridians.

Wander.

Su Ya lowered her head slightly, her inner clothes hung loosely on her shoulders, her eyes were lightly closed, her eyelashes were trembling rapidly, and she concentrated on chasing the cold thin threads traveling through her meridians, sometimes smoothly, sometimes stagnantly, removing those dull knots.

Everything is sorted out clearly.

The pain gradually rose, like a thousand blunt knives cutting flesh. She trembled slightly, endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help but moan, "Mother-in-law... mother-in-law... it hurts..."

Sun Po's face was solemn, as if she had not heard of Su Ya's pain. Her whole body was as steady as a rock, and she concentrated all her energy on the long needle.

"Don't be distracted, chase the tip of the needle!" When Su Ya almost collapsed, this was Sun Po's only response to her.

The candle flame seemed to be unbearable even if there was no wind.

While Su Ya was suffering under the needle, Shen Huai just came out of the Ordnance Bureau - quietly.

A piece of pig iron was turned over and over between his fingers. He picked it up on the boat last night. One piece took Xu Ming's life, and the others were still left to ponder.

Since this pig iron is definitely related to firearms, what about the gunpowder that blew up Zhou's house? Is it also related to this?

The records produced by the Ordnance Bureau stated that the origins of the pig iron and gunpowder were under control, and they refused to admit that they were related to this batch of hidden weapons.

But Shen Huai can't believe it easily. The reason is very simple——

If there is only one nest of chickens in the city, then when an egg appears outside the chicken coop, how can you prove that the egg has nothing to do with the chicken?

New eggs or old eggs, as long as they are eggs, they cannot be laid by ducks. Therefore, it is just a routine operation to open the chicken coop or even monitor the chickens to check whether there are stray chickens in the whole city.

The Ordnance Bureau is right there, and it is impossible for Shen Huaiguang to sit and listen to others.

Unfortunately, he smelled the smell of iron and sulfur. Although he saw some problems, none of them were directly related.

When the sound of the watchman's clang was heard, he realized that it was already Haishi.

Looking intently at the small courtyard in front of him, Shen Huai burst into laughter. How could he have ended up here unknowingly?

Since she was not there, there was no need to enter here anymore. Shen Huai turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked down at the main room in the courtyard, his relaxed expression gradually faded.

There shouldn't be anyone in the main room.

Even if the people who robbed Liu Sandian came, there shouldn't be such a movement.

Shen Huai put away the iron piece, and his figure was like smoke, sticking to the eaves silently.

The doors and windows of the hall were closed, there were no lights in the room, but the sound of breathing could be heard. There were three people inside, but none of them were Su Ya.

He frowned slightly, and was about to call Xu Yuan to ask, but he heard someone inside murmured in a low voice: "This little shabby house is so frustrating, why haven't those people come yet? Could this Su Ya have tricked me?"

"

Shen Huai was startled, and then heard another person say: "I think the night is not deep enough, so please bear with me, Miss."

The third person with the softest breathing said: "Shh..."

Shen Huai stopped staying, went to Xue Jun's roof, knocked twice, called out Xu Yuan, asked about the situation in a few words, and pondered slightly.

"Sir, is this inappropriate?"

"Did you see what she meant?" Shen Huai asked without answering.

"Su Ya wanted to muddy the waters. The person who robbed Liu Sandian had some background, so he asked the Cao family to fight." Xu Yuan said.

"Well," Shen Huai said with a smile in his eyes, "then you know what to do?"

"My subordinates know," Xu Yuanquan pretended not to see the spring in his master's eyes and replied seriously: "The people led by Cao Qingyuan are pretty good at martial arts. As long as people show up, I will help them a little and make them dog eat dog."

Shen Huai expressed satisfaction and was about to leave when he heard Xu Yuan say again: "Master, your injury is not stable. We should recall Gao Jun as soon as possible. At least one of us must be with you."

But he saw the master waving his hands, saying "It's okay" in his ears, and he had disappeared. Xu Yuan had no choice but to turn back to the small courtyard of the Su family.

The candles in the room have run out of tears, and every inch of the wick is withering in the candlestick, and it can no longer lift up any energy.

Grandma Sun carefully held the back of Su Ya's head and shoulders, placed her gently on the pillow, and looked at her in the faint light.

There are still tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, and the tangled look of pain still lingers on her face. Her hair is tied up in a high bun, and her inner clothes are loose. She is thin and thin with heavy dew, thin sweat and light clothes. The color that is usually hidden quietly peeks out, unexpectedly. Dyeing this night with beauty...

The veins on Sun Po's hand holding the corner of the quilt were all visible, and her fingers tightened, as if they were frozen, unable to cover it up no matter what.

The various expressions on her face seemed to be torn apart, the storm was stirring in her eyes, and her whole body was tense. She was standing in front of the bed with her back bent, as if she had become a half-melted bronze statue, and a sense of sadness gradually spread throughout.

I don't know how long it took, but finally with a long sigh, the brocade quilt fell down, and the person turned around.

But Su Ya was still asleep, unaware of everything.

Gently opening the door, Grandma Sun seemed to have a thousand kilograms of weight on her shoulders. As soon as she raised her head, she quickly took half a step back, and her back immediately straightened up.

Seven or eight steps away from the door, Shen Huai was also startled. The expression on his face dropped for a moment, but he took a few steps forward and asked, "Why are you here?"

Sun Po stood inside the door, the candlelight behind her was almost extinguished, the bed curtain was drooped, the two were talking like this at the door, but there was still no movement in the room.

A sharp look flashed in Shen Huai's eyes, and he suddenly rushed forward, pointing like claws, directly at Sun Po's throat!

Sun Po was caught off guard and was forced to retreat hurriedly. The two of them entered the room instantly.

"Su Ya?" Shen Huai blocked all of Sun Po's way and called Su Ya softly, "Are you here?"

No one answered him.

Shen Huai listened intently, and the breathing in the tent was soft and heavy, which was not normal at all. His eyes were like lightning, piercing Sun Po.

Sun Po's hair almost stood up, and she immediately wanted to move to the side, but Shen Huai suddenly raised his head, and his long arm somehow turned around an angle, avoiding Sun Po's hand, and locked Sun Po's hand from the shoulder side. throat.

He was half a head taller than Sun Po, pinched her neck mercilessly, and dragged her to Su Ya's bed. He called several times, but there was still no response.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked Grandma Sun,

"What's wrong with you?" Grandma Sun's neck was pinched, but she still showed no fear of death, "Why are you so crazy?"

When Shen Huai couldn't answer the question, he stopped talking nonsense with her and said to the curtain: "Su Ya, I count to three. If you don't respond again, I will open the curtain."

"three."

"two."

"one."

After three calls, Shen Huai opened half of the bed curtain without hesitation.

Su Ya was lying on her back under the brocade quilt, her situation was very different from usual.

Shen Huai clenched his fists, shrank his eyelids, turned his head suddenly, and pressed Sun Po to the ground like a mountain. There was bloodthirsty in his voice: "What did you do to her?"

Sun Po was pinned to the ground by him. She had no strength to struggle at all, and her humiliation was doubled. She hissed: "Are you sick? What can I do?"

Shen Huai's fingers pinched his throat, and he pinched hard. Grandma Sun couldn't help but open her mouth, feeling that her throat was almost squeezed out by him.

"Grandma Sun?" Shen Huai said gloomily: "Have you been pretending to be a woman for so long that you think others will believe you?"

(End of chapter)