The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1296 Chapter 1296



Chapter 1296 Chapter 1296

At this moment, the abbot of Longen Temple and Master Hongzhao also rushed over after hearing the news. After hearing these words, they couldn't help but frown a few times, thinking that the little girl's words were too careless.

Song Guanzhou felt sad when he saw the two children crying.

But now was not the time to cry, so she quickly supported the two crying children leaning on her good leg, "Get up quickly and help me comb your hair."

There were a lot of monks and other men.

She was dishevelled, with stains and blood all over her face. She didn't look like a lady at all. Instead, she looked like a female ghost from the underworld.

Female ghost...

Oh! Isn't she——

The two maids were crying while putting makeup on Song Guanzhou, but when they saw half of his hair stained with blood, their tears fell like broken strings.

"Madam, are you injured?"

Song Guanzhou was very patient at this moment, "No, Brother Linshan and your sister Rendong protected me."

"Is Sister Honeysuckle dead?"

When her two sisters hurried in, they seemed to see several people carrying Rendong out on a board. However, the young lady was more urgent at the moment, so they rushed to Song Guanzhou and forgot to ask Rendong.

Now thinking of that honeysuckle lying there motionless and silent, she looked as if she had died.

"What a lie!"

Song Guanzhou couldn't help laughing. She, who had survived a disaster, actually laughed at this moment. "She fell from the rockery and injured her head. Although it is a serious injury, she should be able to wake up. Where are Zhuanggu and Hehua?"

Lianhua choked up and said, "Don't worry, Madam. Lotus was strangled by the thief and passed out. She has been carried to the main hall now. Her life is safe. Zhuanggu just sprained her ankle, it's not a big deal."

At most, it is inconvenient for me to walk. Since the day I started serving the Young Madam in Shaohua Garden, I am not afraid of getting hurt!

Qingfang wiped her tears, dipped her handkerchief in the winding stream beside her, and wiped the stains off Song Guanzhou's oval face bit by bit.

The abbot Master Huijue and Master Hongzhao walked over together and happened to see this delicate face that had just had the blood wiped off.

"Amitabha, the female donor is frightened."

The two masters humbly apologized. Song Guanzhou stopped Qingfang and smiled, "The two masters don't have to blame yourselves. No one wants to encounter disasters at any time. Today, we encountered it and luckily saved our lives. Guanzhou can be considered a blessed person."

Personal grudges cannot be blamed on anyone in Longen Temple.

But to the ears of Master Huijue and Master Hongzhao, the abbots of Longen Temple, these words were very pleasing to the ear. The two of them asked and comforted her again, and Song Guanzhou glanced at Pei An, who had not said much since he rescued her.

Pei An got her signal and finally broke free from his emotional haze and started to deal with the two masters.

Lotus looked at the hair that was stuck with blood and choked up, "Madam, I'll untie your hair and braid it. We'll clean it when we get back home. This blood——"

"It's the thief's blood, don't worry."

"Who is it? Why is he so bloody that he has to hunt down several of us women, especially you, Madam, whose leg is injured!"

"Good girl, let the government investigate."

check?

Lotus curled her lips, tears streaming down her face again, "What can you find out? I don't believe it either."

"Be careful!"

She put on some rough makeup and her hair was no longer unkempt, but all her hairpins were gone, and now she had a long braid behind her.

Even so, it couldn't stop the bloodstains on her thin waist. The orange-yellow spring shirt and the dark red bloodstains collided with each other, which was very scary.

However, the originally crystal white and gold-embroidered Liuxian long skirt was now splattered with blood, which looked like a bunch of blooming flowers.

Song Guanzhou lowered his eyes and suddenly felt relieved.

She survived!

Regardless of how the story will develop in the future, the fact that Jin Fuyun goes against the original plot and kills her proves that the main plot is not unchangeable.

Let Pei An deal with the big monk. Qin Qingdong watched Song Guanzhou from a distance. After a long while, he walked up to him and asked, "What Buddha are you worshipping?"

"..." Song Guanzhou raised his eyes and looked at Qin Qingdong, who had a solemn face, as if someone had died. He gave a nonsensical answer to his nonsensical words.

"Maybe, it's Fighting Buddha?"

"Ok?"

Song Guanzhou chuckled. Fighting Buddha, the Monkey King Sun Wukong, did not exist in this time and space, so Qin Qingdong did not understand the meaning of Fighting Buddha.

I don’t understand the Monkey King who stirred up the heaven and earth and made the gods, Buddhas and humans in the three realms bow to him.

"It's okay."

She acted nonchalantly and let Qingfang and Lianhua wipe the stains off her neck and hands.

"Are you okay? Song Guanzhou, how brave are you? You almost lost your life, and you can still smile?" Qin Qingdong's dead face was full of worry. He didn't understand how Song Guanzhou did it?

Not to mention an ordinary girl, even if he encountered such a thing, he would probably be so scared that his legs would go weak.

I almost died.

"if not?"

Song Guanzhou put away her smile and looked at Qin Qingdong. She did not notice that Pei An and several masters also stopped talking and looked at her and Qin Qingdong.

"Watching the boat..."

Qin Qingdong knew that he was being too hasty and tried to explain himself, but Song Guanzhou waved his hand and said, "Qin Er, I ran into the thief by chance, but Brother Linshan and the maids risked their lives to protect me. I was lucky enough to save my life. Isn't this something I should be happy about?"

"worth."

Pei An bowed and greeted the masters, then returned to Song Guanzhou and answered the question, "There is nothing more gratifying than this, Guanzhou."

Song Guanzhou raised his eyes and touched the hair on the back of his head. "Go home earlier. I smell of blood all over my body. I need to wash it."

She acted as if nothing had happened and was enjoying the happiness of surviving the disaster.

Pei An's face was gloomy, but he softened his voice after hearing her words, "Okay, but the abbot has sent a monk to report to the government. If you can wait, why not hold on for a while? After everything is clear, we can go back home with peace of mind."

"Alright."

Song Guanzhou told A'lu to go to the rockery to find her crutches. After she got them down, she leaned on the crutches and tried to stand up. Pei An hurried forward to support her, "Would you like to rest for a while?"

"I'm afraid my wife and sisters-in-law will be worried. Come over earlier so I can have a cup of hot tea."

"That's right. The donor's heart is as broad as the sea. You will have a safe and smooth life in this life."

Master Hong Zhao stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and spoke loudly. Song Guanzhou smiled calmly, with a pair of sparkling eyes under his sword-like brows, showing complicated emotions.

Finally, after nodding and bowing to the master, he helped Pei An leave.

"Please bring a sedan chair."

Qin Qingdong followed beside him and whispered. Song Guanzhou turned his head to comfort him, "Qin Er, it's okay. I was scared when I was running for my life, especially when those two came up and chopped off my head with knives without saying a word. But now they are dead and I am still alive. Think about it, they and their master are the ones who are pitiful."

"Who is it?"

Qin Qingdong scolded fiercely, and Song Guanzhou looked at Pei An without saying anything else.

"Ji Zhang, do you know?"


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