After a while, Jingmo had approached the Sixth Degree Nunnery. This place is already very secluded, although there are horse-drawn carriages passing in the fields from time to time, but at this time there is not a single one, and the pedestrians on the street are even more scarce, and the lights from the houses are clouded by the rain, and the transmission of light is reduced, and it feels more and more dark and difficult to see.

Jing Mo then remembered what Nie Xiaoman said about the bandits, it was really possible in this kind of place, and he couldn't help but secretly add three points of caution.

At this time, there were indeed quite a few cases of thieves on the streets of Jinling, at least five or six per day. It is not surprising that it is not surprising under the blue sky and white sun, and it will naturally be even more dangerous on a rainy night like this. But when he encountered bandits on the way, Jing Mo had never encountered it.

Jing Mo was proud after drinking, and thought to himself: "If Nie Xiaoman's words are really unfortunate, it will also make me gain some experience." ”

In fact, after thinking about it, Jing Mo did have a bit of alcohol in this thought at that time! After all, Jing Mo had no self-defense at this time, and in case two or three people committed murder, Jing Mo who drank wine might not be able to defeat him alone. At that time, it was not counted if the golden rat skin robe was stripped off, and he might have to make himself cold and sick. It's not necessarily a good taste!

Jing Mo was thinking crankily alone, facing the cold wind and drizzle, and moved forward with difficulty.

"Oops!"

Jing Mo suddenly heard the whirring wind, mixed with an astonishing cry for help. Jing Mo stopped at once, this was a miserable scream! Jing Mo's mind was much clearer, but for a while he didn't know where this "scream" came from. And this scream was only uttered, and when Yingmo looked back and forth, there was no half a figure.

Could it be that I was drunk and hallucinated? Jing Mo patted his ears lightly, but there was no sound except for the whirring wind.

This place is the middle section of the Green Bamboo Garden, very close to the east entrance of the North Patriarch's Nunnery. Couldn't this scream come from the edge of the North Patriarch's Nunnery, which is horizontal from east to west? The place where Jingmo stopped was only twenty or thirty steps away from the corner of the North Patriarch's Nunnery.

Jing Mo hesitated slightly, and immediately walked towards the North Patriarch's Nunnery. Unexpectedly, when he ran to the corner just now, suddenly a person was turning from the North Patriarch's Nunnery, and bumped into Jingmo at the corner. This person's coming was fierce, and Jing Mo was defenseless, only to feel that his feet slipped, and his body involuntarily fell on the muddy and slippery street.

Although the fall was not painful, when Jing Mo hurriedly got up, the person who knocked him down had already run away. Jing Mo looked over and saw the man running under the window lamp of a distant house, and found that the man seemed to be tall and wearing a gray robe. After the man ran past the lamp, Jing Mo couldn't see it clearly.

Jing Mo looked at the direction in which the man ran away, and also wanted to catch up. However, I am ashamed to say that I just took two steps, inadvertently slipped on the wet mud path, and fell on my back again. By the time Jing Mo got up for the second time, the person who had fled had long since disappeared, and only Jing Mo's coat was covered with mud.

After falling twice, Jing Mo's mind was much clearer. He expected that there must have been a case in the Northern Patriarch's Nunnery, and since he couldn't hunt down the escapees, it was better to find that scream and take a look.

Jingmo then turned around the corner, looked up, and saw a row of neat houses facing south, about ten households. In front of each room was a small open space, surrounded by a low wall and a small door. At this time, there were several small buildings with windows open and looking. About west to the door of the fifth and sixth houses, there was a man walking on the muddy road under the tree, and leaning over to look at something.

Jing Mo hurried over there, only to see a man in a snow poncho lying on the ground, and the man in a black cotton robe next to him was bending down and trying to help him up.

The man saw Jing Mo approaching and asked for help: "Oops! This benevolent brother, something is wrong! My master is broken! Brother Ren, can you help me lift him up? ”

Jing Hei agreed, and hurriedly walked over to support the injured man's shoulder.

The man was wearing a sauce-colored woolen coat with a navy blue coat inside, and he was about five feet tall, his scarf had fallen off, and his hair was scattered. Judging from the dim light, he was about thirty years old. His face was pale, his eyes were closed, his breath was rapid, and he hummed from time to time.

The man's clothes were very thick, and there was no blood on the outside, and for a while he did not know where his injuries were. Jing Mo saw that the slave was about forty years old and above, his dark face was a bit like the national character, and his face was full of pockmarked eyes, which made people feel a little disgusted when he saw it.

Jing Mo said to the slave: "Listen to me now, now you lift his feet and lift him inside." Jing Mo raised his nose and sniffed it, and there seemed to be a smell of herbs on this person's body. Is your master a herb seller? How does it smell like a medicinal herb? ”

The house slave shook his head and said, "No, my master is Langzhong." My master's name is Luo Guanmiao. Now, please push this iron door open, and you will go backwards first. ”

When Jing Mo raised one foot and turned around and kicked the courtyard door open, he saw a small bronze plaque nailed to the door, marked with the sign of "Jishitang". In a few moments, we had carried the wounded Lang Zhong to the Arhat bed in an examination room.

The Mazi slave suddenly said loudly: "Oops! My master went out with a leather medical kit, why didn't I see it just now? ”

As he spoke, he hurried out the door, and when he came back a little later, he had only a black Tang scarf in his hand.

He said to Jingmo: "The leather medical box can't be found, it seems that it has been snatched by the murderer." ”

Jing Mo had already begun to untie Luo Guan Miaolang's coat or son, and then untied the short coat inside, only to find that there was a pool of bright red blood on the outside of his left rib. Jing Mo knew that he must have been injured by a knife here, but it seemed that he was fortunate not to hurt his heart.

Jing Mo turned around and asked, "Are you sure that the leather medical box was snatched by the murderer?" What's important in the Leather Doctor's Box? ”

The slave replied, "All of them are my master's instruments for diagnosis." He was about to go to the clinic just now, so he took the leather medical box with him. ”

What kind of murderer would rob Lang Zhong's medical equipment? Could it only be another Langzhong? This speculation seems too incredible, but at this time, Jingmo has no time to think about it.

Jingmo said: "Now he needs other doctors to treat him, is there another Langzhong near here?"

The slave shook his head. "No, it's only my master here."

Jing Mo saw that the injured man's eyes were still tightly closed, and his brows were crossed, indicating that he was feeling great pain. His short-bearded lips opened and closed, his breathing grew shorter and shorter, and his humming grew weaker. Jing Mo began to wonder if there was still hope for this person to be saved, it might have become more and more slim, but no matter what, Lang Zhong still had to invite.

Jing Mo instructed the house slave: "I'm watching your master here, you go out and find a way to find a Lang Zhong, no matter how far away, go and find it, do you want to know quickly?" ”

The house slave hesitated a little and said, "This... Alright, sir, I'll go to Lang Zhong, please stay here......"

Bang bang bang! …… Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, there was an urgent knock on the door, and the dying man on the Luohan bed suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth wide, and made a slight sound of "Kara" in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

Jing Mo was also experienced, and hurriedly asked, "What do you have to say?" Who is the guy who stabbed you tonight? Why stabbing you? ”

But this Lang Zhong seemed to be unaware, and his two eyes looked straight ahead.

Bang bang bang! …… Bang bang bang! …… Bang bang bang!

This rough knock on the door is really heartbreaking. Luo Guanmiao's body was lying on the Arhat bed, and suddenly waved her hands and feet, as if she was driven by the knock on the door to stand up. It's a pity that the muscles and bones of his whole body have long been useless at this time, and he can't move a single inch except for a few slight twitches.