Chapter 192 Ambition 1

Zhang Haotian could feel Zhuo Aoshuang's pain that life was worse than death, but he could not think about it. Just as Master Wuchen said, what he needed to be calm and smooth, and end Zhuo Aoshuang's pain as soon as possible.

Fortunately, half a minute later, Zhang Haotian found the bloody bullet, carefully tweezed it out, threw it under the pit, and then applied a hemostatic medicine to her at a rapid speed, gave her an anti-inflammatory injection, and then wrapped Zhuo Aoshuang's wound with medical gauze.

At this time, he saw Zhuo Aoshuang's forehead, cheeks, and neck sweating profusely. The black silk like a waterfall was also wet, but from the beginning to the end, he didn't hear her humming. He was really a brave and strong girl.

Zhang Haotian was very impressed. Seeing that her upper body was covered with blood, he poured it into a basin with a water bottle placed under the pit, adjusted the water temperature, and gently wiped the blood with a towel. At this time, Zhuo Aoshuang had opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Haotian. Her beautiful eyes were still a little shy, but she was more grateful.

After doing all this, Zhang Haotian walked out and asked Ming Ming's solemn wife, Ma Sao, and asked her to find clothes to change to Zhuo Aoshuang. In addition, the blood-stained sheets should also be replaced. Then he went to the county town to buy some hemostatic and anti-inflammatory medicines and injections. Judging from Zhuo Aoshuang's current condition, it should be fine to recover after a while.

After changing Zhuo Aoshuang's clothes and bedding, Ma Sao went to the village in front to take a bus to the county town to buy medicine. Zhang Haotian and Master Wuchen went to Zhuo Aoshuang's room and tried not to go in the yard to avoid being seen.

It was not until nightfall that Ma Sao came back with medicine and injections, and brought news that a large number of police had arrived in the village and began to search for the gangsters who were bold and dared to rob Qingsong Temple. However, there were rumors among the villagers that there were priceless treasures hidden in Qingsong Temple, and that the monks in the temple had skill to attract a large number of gangsters to come with guns.

After a simple dinner, Zhang Haotian discussed with Master Wuchen. In this situation, the people of the three gangs must have evacuated. When they saw the skills of "Tiger Master", they would probably think that he had gone far away and the possibility of returning to Qingsong Temple is very small. Master Wuchen needs to go back. One is to bury the bodies of his junior brothers, and the other is to deal with the police's interrogation, just to avoid being followed or being monitored. In the short term, it is best not to come here, and there is no need to contact him.

Zhuo Aoshuang had already recognized Zhang Haotian as his godfather, so Master Wuchen was naturally relieved, so he asked Zhuangzhong and his wife to take care of the two more, so he left the courtyard and returned to the temple. I believe the police were still investigating the largest bloody case since the founding of the county.

Faced with such a situation, it was impossible to set off and return to the south immediately. Zhang Haotian had to call Zhao Jinfeng first and asked that nothing major happened in the city C was found. Then he called Shangguan Yumei and Xia Ling'er respectively, saying that he would have to delay in the north for a while if he had something to do. Shangguan Yumei and Xia Ling'er thought he would still have to accompany his adoptive father, so he didn't ask too much, but just said some affectionate words to him.

The solemn couple had to feed dogs every day, and there was a farmland outside the yard. The only thing to take care of Zhuo Aoshuang was to take care of Zhang Haotian. They fed her and cooked her medicine. However, changing her clothes and holding her into the toilet was naturally a matter of asking Mrs. Ma to do it.

In this way, after ten days, Zhuo Aoshuang's injuries had healed a lot, and her snow-white cheeks became a little rosy. She could even get out of bed and walk gently with Zhang Haotian.

At this time, every day, Zhang Haotian was fed medicine, and the skin was inevitably touched. However, Zhuo Aoshuang was no longer as shy as before, but became very calm. He seemed to have regarded Zhang Haotian as his father. Zhang Haotian had to try his best to make himself an upright and loving elder. However, sometimes he witnessed Zhuo Aoshuang's extraordinary beauty at hand and touched her ski-skiing skin, but he still couldn't act as a godfather. He couldn't help but feel excited, but he quickly tried to suppress it and prevent himself from showing any "evil" expression.

But the hardest thing is that the weather is almost in the scorching heat. On the hot day, wearing a wig is really uncomfortable. In order to maintain his old age, he had to go back to the county town and apply a wrinkle pill that makes the skin tingle in the hotel. He swallowed a stinging pill that made his throat uncomfortable. With Zhuo Aoshuang's condition, according to his estimate, he could leave after this disguise, and his "godfather" has fulfilled his responsibilities.

Before returning, Zhang Haotian went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. Thinking that Zhuo Aoshuang had been wearing Masao's underwear, it was not a solution, so he went to the mall and first bought some women's clothes such as T-shirts, shorts, long skirts, etc. to change. He also bought two pairs of soft leather sandals. Then he went to the underwear department with a thick face, bought two sets of pajamas according to her figure, and even three pairs of underwear. Then he left the mall with a large bag and took a taxi back. At this time, the three gangs would not have thought that he was still in W County, so he didn't have to worry too much.

After returning to the courtyard, he was farming outside solemnly and Ma's wife was feeding the dogs. Zhang Haotian walked straight to Zhuo Aoshuang's house where he was recovering from the wounded. Seeing that she was leaning against the head of the pit, he walked over and put the things in his hand on the pit, and said, "Aoshuang, these are all bought for you in the county town. Do you like them?"

Zhuo Aoshuang is a girl who loves beauty and loves cheesy. She is actually very uncomfortable wearing clothes that are smelly after Ma's wife washed, but she just didn't say it out loud. She didn't expect Zhang Haotian to be so careful. She immediately smiled happily and looked at him and said, "Godfather, thank you."

When Zhuo Aoshuang didn't smile, it was as cold as an ice lotus on a snow mountain. At this moment, Zhang Haotian witnessed her smile for the first time. Then he realized that when she smiled, there were two deep dimples on her cheeks, which were a brilliance that made men intoxicated. He couldn't help but sway again, but he had to make a very kind look, touched her head, and said in the tone of an elder: "Silly girl, what do you thank me? I bought it randomly, you can just like it."

Zhuo Aoshuang had already picked up the wardrobe and looked at it. When he saw the three pairs of underwear, a red cloud suddenly flashed across his face, and immediately put it back, then picked up a pajama and said, "Godfather, I want to take a shower. Please call Mrs. Ma."

Zhang Haotian nodded, then walked out and called Ma Sao Ma. Ma Sao quickly entered the house and helped Zhuo Aoshuang into the bathroom on the innermost right side of the house.

Zhang Haotian didn't like to be idle, so he picked up the buckets fed by Ma's wife and went to various iron cages to feed the dogs. The food of these dogs is not bad, especially a few Tibetan mastiffs. It is amazing to swallow food. Fortunately, there is a small slaughterhouse not far from here. Zhuo Aoshuang has to ride a motorcycle to bring back several boxes of internal organs every night. However, the smell of the yard is really bad. When Zhuo Aoshuang is better, he will ask Zhuang Chong to go to Qingsong Temple to discuss with Master Wuchen and take her away as soon as possible to rehabilitate her wounds.

Zhuo Aoshuang took a shower this time. Zhang Haotian finished feeding dozens of dogs, sat in the yard and smoked a cigarette, and saw that the bathroom door was open. Mrs. Ma helped a beauty and walked out.

How did this beauty look like? She was wearing a water-blue pajama, her hair was a little wet and spread behind her shoulders. The sunlight made the dew drops scatter the colorful rainbow, and her face was blooming beautifully. Her long eyebrows, her water-cut autumn pupils, her delicate cherry lips, her neck was beautiful, and she stretched like a swan, slender and slender. She was as delicate as a skinny shoulder, skinny but round, and she was really elegant, with the kind of sucking wind and drinking dew, not as beautiful as a worldly fireworks, and her body was covered with hazy haze, which made the man unable to face her face.

Looking at Zhuo Aoshuang after the bath, Zhang Haotian was stunned for a moment, but he quickly felt something was wrong. He quickly turned his head, took out another cigarette and put it into his mouth, lit the fire, took a deep breath, suppressing his shaking heart.

Although he pretended to be nothing, Mrs. Ma kept praising her, saying, "Old sir, your goddaughter is so handsome. I see that those fairies in the painting can't match her. It's amazing, it's amazing. I haven't seen this girl more beautiful than a flower in my life."

At this time, Zhuo Aoshuang said shyly: "Sister Ma, I am not as beautiful as you said, so don't praise me."

Mrs. Ma immediately said: "It's not good for someone to praise you for your beauty. Like me, no one is willing to slap in others. If you don't believe me, ask your godfather. He has seen the world and should know how beautiful you are."

She said immediately: "Old sir, how beautiful your goddaughter is, hehe, I really can't think of any kind of young man who can be worthy of her. You must pay attention to it."

Zhang Haotian could not stay out of the matter, so he had to turn his head, glance at Zhuo Aoshuang again, and nodded, "Aoshuang, Mrs. Ma said it well, you are indeed very beautiful, but being too beautiful may not be a good thing, it depends on your own fortune."

Zhuo Aoshuang said with a "hmm": "When I was very young, my father told me that the more beautiful a woman is, the stronger she must be. Only then can she protect herself, otherwise it will be a disaster."

When Zhang Haotian heard Zhuo Aoshuang mention Hu Ye, he was moved. He was always curious about Hu Ye. Now he is known as "father-daughter" with Zhuo Aoshuang. Moreover, after taking care of him during this period, it can be seen that this girl has trusted him very much. If he has the chance, he can ask how Hu Ye died. Also, the modern woman statue in the temple is also very beautiful, but her facial features and eyebrows are different from Zhuo Aoshuang. I don’t know if it is her mother.

As he spoke, Zhuo Aoshuang went into the house again. Ma's wife went to help her apply medicine to the wound again. Zhang Haotian was sitting in the yard. He couldn't help but think of Zhuo Aoshuang's pointed breasts and two bright red spots. He immediately cursed himself as shameless and lit a cigarette to smoke. Seeing that it was getting late, solemn was about to come back. Before Ma's wife could cook, she walked into the kitchen and saw some vegetables and a piece of half fat and lean meat, so she started to cook.

After a while, Ma Sao hurried into the kitchen and saw Zhang Haotian, the "old man", cooking, and repeatedly asked him to let go, but Zhang Haotian pushed her out to do something else.

In the evening, Zhuangzhong came back. Zhang Haotian had already prepared the meal, so he asked Ma Sister to bring it to the stone table in the yard. He was threatening to bring some dishes to Zhuo Aoshuang's house, but he saw her slowly coming out and want to eat with everyone. Zhang Haotian knew that her injuries had been much better, so it would be better to walk around, but the smell of dog shit was everywhere in the yard, and eating was a bit disturbing his appetite.

Of course, Zhang Haotian's cooking skills are much taller than those of rural women like Ma Sao. He also made several tricks about meat and vegetables, which immediately attracted praise from Zhuang Chong and Ma Sao. Even Zhuo Aoshuang ate one more bowl than usual.

After dinner, the sun had not yet descended, but the evening breeze had already blown, and the odor in the yard became even stronger. Zhuo Aoshuang frowned slightly and said to Zhang Haotian: "Godfather, I want to walk outside and breathe the fresh air. Can you accompany me, okay?"

Zhang Haotian was also a little disgusted when he smelled the smell. He nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll help you go for a walk."

Zhuo Aoshuang shook his head and said, "No need to help me, I want to walk slowly by myself."

Zhang Haotian responded, slowed down, and walked out of the yard with her.

After leaving the yard and walking along a small path, the fragrance of grass and wild flowers brought by the evening breeze is naturally incomparable to the smell of the yard. Zhang Haotian and Zhuo Aoshuang were both breathing deeply, and they were both relaxed and happy for a moment.

After walking about three or four hundred meters, Zhuo Aoshuang was a little struggling. Zhang Haotian quickly supported her and saw a large area of ​​green weed ten meters away, with some red and green flowers dotted on it, so he helped her walk over and sit down.

At this time, it was already the sky of the mountains. The silent crows carried the gorgeous clouds and dressed in the colorful clothes, and flew in the sky towards the bright red sunset. The hills under the setting sun turned into dark purple, as if they were reefs in the sea of ​​clouds.

And the dusk came from the distant mountains. The opposite mountain was dark ochre for a moment, and the light green for a moment, changing colors. A ray of evening mist rose slowly, surrounding the spire of the mountain top, and later gradually flew and became thinner, like a layer of veil covered with cicada feathers.

Looking quietly, the green distant mountains are like a peaceful girl, sending wisps of longing to the gradually fading sunset.

Such a scenery is originally very romantic. Zhang Haotian and Zhuo Aoshuang sat side by side. Unfortunately, one person had white hair, like the withered chrysanthemum in autumn, and the other person was in full bloom, like the lotus calyx in early summer. It was really a bit inconsistent, and turned this romance that should belong to men and women into a father-daughter relationship.

Zhang Haotian sat next to Zhuo Aoshuang, and from time to time he smelled the fragrance of her new bath in his nose. He tried not to see her flower-like appearance reflected in the setting sun. He remembered what he had always wanted to ask. At this time, it was the opportunity, so he said, "Aoshuang, there is one thing I want to ask you, but if you don't want to say, then forget it."

Zhuo Aoshuang turned his head and looked at him and said, "Godfather, just ask if you have anything. You saved me and are so kind to me, I won't hide it from you."

Zhang Haotian immediately said, "Okay, I want to ask you, Master Wuchen once said that Master Hu died suddenly two years ago. I want to know why he died because of him. Did he get a serious illness suddenly?"

Listening to Zhang Haotian asking about this, Zhuo Aoshuang suddenly became silent, and a cold evil spirit gradually appeared on his beautiful face. After a while, he said: "My father did not die of illness, he was poisoned to death."

As soon as this word came into Zhang Haotian's ears, he was shocked and said in a lost voice: "What? Master Tiger was poisoned to death. With his experience in the world, how could he be poisoned to death?"

Zhuo Aoshuang's eyes were already red at this time, and she shook her head and said, "I don't know who did it. Over the past few years, my father's health has been not very good, so he has been recuperating at home and has not gone out to take care of the matter. But three years ago, he went outside for two months. Just half a year after he came back, one morning, I went to his room to greet him, but suddenly... I suddenly found that he was lying on the bed in his pajamas, his mouth was covered with black blood, and he was already... dead."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Aoshuang had already shed tears, but she was trying hard to restrain herself and continued: "Although I knew my father was not...no longer possible, I still sent him to the hospital. The hospital told me that my father had been dead for several hours, and the cause of his death was that he was infected with a very powerful chronic poison. This poison should have accumulated in his body for a while, but it happened that night."

Zhang Haotian became more and more shocked as he heard it, and immediately said: "Chronic poison? Is it found out that it is? "

Zhuo Aoshuang nodded and gritted his teeth and said, "It was a homemade pill. It was packed in a large wooden box with hundreds of pills in it. My father brought it back. I saw him take it several times, and he vomited some in bed that night. Obviously, it was not right after taking it for a while. But... But, he was too poisoned, it was too late, too late..."

At this moment, she was already whimpering.

Zhang Haotian stroked her head, still had questions in his heart, and said, "Of course, this pill was given to Mr. Hu, but with his experience in the world, he is not a person who is extremely trustworthy and will never take it. Do you know who he has met in the past two months?"

Zhuo Aoshuang shook his head again and said, "I never told me what my father wants to do. I later asked someone to test that kind of pill. Most of the properties of the medicine are to nourish qi and kidneys. Only a small part is toxic. If you don't accept more than a hundred pills, it will never be fatal. It must be because this person is afraid that my father will use silver needle to detect the toxicity, so he carefully prepared it through other medicinal materials. If I know who he is, I must spray his penis and peel him skin, so that he can't even want to die."

When Zhuo Aoshuang said the words behind, his tone had increased, with a cold murderous aura, and he was like a female Rakshasa. Zhang Haotian couldn't help but say, "Aoshuang, how old was your father dead?"

Zhuo Aoshuang said: "Seventy-six years old."

Zhang Haotian said again: "Then how old are you this year?"

Zhuo Aoshuang said: "I turned twenty two months ago."

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "I think Mr. Tiger is not young anymore, but I didn't expect that he would have a daughter like you in his fifties. Is your mother still there?"

Zhuo Aoshuang shook her head, looked dim and whispered: "I haven't seen my mother since I was a child."

Zhang Haotian estimated that her mother had also passed away, so he said, "Ao Shuang, who is the female statue worshipped in Qingsong Temple? It should be your mother, right?"

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Aoshuang shook his head and said, "I don't know. My father goes there every year, but I only took me to Qingsong Temple once when I was thirteen years old. When I saw that the statue was different from other female Bodhisattvas, I asked my father, but he didn't tell me anything, just said that if something happened to him, I asked me to burn incense for this statue every year. I was also thinking, maybe it was my mother, but I don't know why my father didn't tell me, if that statue was not my mother, who would?"

Of course, Zhang Haotian couldn't figure it out, so he said, "Master Wuchen should know about this."

Zhuo Aoshuang nodded and said, "Master Wuchen is called Ouyang Zhi, and I have the best with my father. He should know that his father built the statue here, but no matter how I asked, he wouldn't tell me."
Chapter completed!