Zhang Lingyun grabbed Feng Yu Wanjiu's wrist and spoke softly in a low voice.

"This..., hmm! If you want to remove the foreign body from this body, you may need a thoracotomy to peel off the bug piece by piece!"

The masked boy looked at everyone's nervous and focused expressions. For a moment, he didn't know how to describe the treatment process, so he could only use the most understandable words to test everyone's attitude first.

"Open...the chest? No, no, no, it's absolutely impossible. A mortal's body would need five, seven or eight days to heal even if it were opened with a finger. Wouldn't it be fatal to open the chest?"

Before Zhang Lingyun could express his opinion, Feng Yu Wanjiu was the first to veto the proposal, with an expression of resistance and disgust, as if this matter would cost Jia Si's life.

"This thoracotomy means cutting open the skin and exposing the entire abdominal cavity?"

"I will use a special knife to cut open the flesh, saw the ribs to expose the foreign object, and use special means to peel it out!"

Seeing the other boy staring closely at his location, after getting Mr. Andre's approval.

The woman opened the exquisite brocade box she carried with her and showed off the shining silver surgical supplies inside.

"Young lady's medical skills are very good, but I am still a little scared because of my limited knowledge. Please allow me to think about it for a moment!"

Zhang Lingyun was already frightened by the seemingly ordinary but extremely strange sharp blade. His whole body trembled involuntarily, and he frequently swallowed saliva to relieve the panic in his heart.

"Although this method seems bloody and dangerous, it is also the only method that can save this strong man. If...!"

"I don't need to worry about you ladies. It is also an ancient Chinese technique to let foreign objects enter the body. Since it can be sent in without any damage, it can naturally be taken out in one piece!"

Before the woman who was sorting out the surgical supplies could finish her words, she was interrupted by the Thousand Faced Sand Cat's voice coming from far away, and she retreated behind Marquis Andry with some reluctance.

"Shamao, don't be too full with your words. Let's not talk about whether we can find a solution. Out of politeness, we can't live up to each other's good intentions!"

According to Zhang Lingyun's intention, he had to think of a solution first, and then he agreed to the other party's surgery when he had nothing to do. After all, he couldn't let A4 continue to live in confusion like this.

But now the Thousand-faced Sand Cat came up with a very explosive tone and immediately cut off everyone's escape route, which really made Zhang Lingyun a little overwhelmed.

"It's just some weird bugs entering the body. As long as you can find someone who knows the magic of witchcraft, it's not difficult at all!"

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat is still immersed in the sadness of losing the Poisonous Flame Centipede. Now looking at Jia Si's abnormal behavior, he can't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart. Jia Si, who has returned to normal, will bring good news to everyone.

"Mr. Marquis Andry, my friend has just learned that his husband has passed away. He has deep resentment in his heart and cannot express it. Please bear with me!"

Not wanting to ruin the already unstable friendship between the two because of the sand cat's madness, Zhang Lingyun humbly waved and clasped his fists in salute, and explained to the masked boy.

"I don't know that it's the time of mourning in your house, but we were too abrupt. Please let me burn incense sticks for the deceased and express my feelings!"

"If you want to see a person dead, you must see a corpse. As long as you don't see his body, there is no way to prove that Du Yan is dead. None of you are allowed to mention this matter again!"

Marquis Andry's kind gesture instantly pushed into the heart of the Thousand Faced Sand Cat, and he finally built up a little bit of hope.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat acted like a crazy lady, picking up the fruits and melons placed as tributes in the main hall, smashing them against the ground, and at the same time roared loudly without any scruples.

"Mr. Andry, thank you very much for your care. I will visit you to say thank you for what happened today!"

"If Zhang Shaoxia needs it, I can ask my subordinates to help search for it. All the elders of the 'Zhengyi Sect' are temporarily staying at the Marquis Mansion. I have to go back to make arrangements, so I will take the first step!"

The masked boy was very understanding of the sad behavior of the Thousand-faced Sand Cat. After reminding Zhang Lingyun to remember to return to the Marquis Mansion, he quietly left with several women with a little helplessness.

"Okay, now can you tell me where to find someone who knows the art of witchcraft and Gu?"

Quietly watching the Thousand-faced Sand Cat throw a lot of vents and finally collapse to the ground and become quiet, Zhang Lingyun slowly stepped forward and handed over a handkerchief.

"I don't know, although this capital city is prosperous, it doesn't have everything!"

"Beautiful! Just now, you were so domineering that you stopped people from helping, and now you're acting like a hands-off shopkeeper. High, really high!?"

Seeing the Thousand-faced Sand Cat leaning against the coffin with a soft and weak look, but saying words that could make one's liver and gallbladder burst with anger, Zhang Lingyun directly dusted off his clothes and walked out.

When he passed by Jia Si who was sitting on the ground, he pulled him up with great heartache, comforted him and then sent him back to his room.

"You're still angry!? The sand cat's temper is like that. Although it's always a little irritating, it has a good heart!"

Seeing Zhang Lingyun skillfully coaxing Jia Si to sleep, Feng Yu Wanjiu couldn't help but think of the little Mu Sheng forgotten in Zhang Lingyun's sea of ​​consciousness.

But then I thought about it, and realized that the current messy situation was really not suitable for raising a child, so I turned my attention again to resolving the unhappiness between the two of them.

"Du Yan's life and death depended entirely on Jia Si's dictation. Now that he has turned into such a strange appearance, it does give people hope. However, the sand cat should not be angry with Marquis Andry.

Even if we don’t care about the other person’s identity, just because of his uninhibited cross-border friendship, we shouldn’t chill the other person’s heart!”

"Although the man's face couldn't be seen clearly with the mask on, he never showed a trace of boredom or anger. He should be... not angry!"

Understanding what Zhang Lingyun was thinking, the balance in Feng Yu Wanjiu's heart was instantly tilted, and she looked around with a slightly uneasy look.

"Oh! You don't have to worry about this, I will find a way!"

"Are you leaving?"

Watching Zhang Lingyun walking towards the outer courtyard, Feng Yu Wanjiu stepped out of the way and blocked his way. He had many things to say, but he didn't know where to start.

"Feng Yu, there is something I want to say hello to you in advance. Whether Xuanwu blew himself up due to coercion or inducement, or out of his own will, his soul will pay for the lives of these tens of thousands of people!"

Looking at the messy courtyard and the complicated and trivial matters that could not be sorted out in his mind, Zhang Lingyun stopped in vain and solemnly informed Feng Yu Wanjiu of his decision.

"It's his fault, but a high-ranking leader of all demons has been inexplicably imprisoned for thousands of years. It's understandable that he has some temper!"

Looking at Zhang Lingyun's extremely determined eyes, Feng Yu Wanjiu suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Due to the fact that the mythical beast Xuanwu is too cruel, Feng

Yu Wanjiu immediately looked at Zhang Lingyun with a smile on his face, trying to intercede with him to ease the atmosphere.

"The warriors who died at the hands of Xuanwu in the 'Haitian Magic Circle' are at least 60% successful. Have I ever said a word of defense?"

"Those people deserve to die. They have no good intentions when they enter the magic circle!"

Regarding Zhang Lingyun's question, Feng Yu Wanjiu didn't understand what he meant, so he answered the question very sincerely, but he didn't want to fall into the blind alley of a speech impediment.

"Okay, not to mention how they feel, considering that those warriors have no ability to protect themselves, they do not know their own abilities and deserve to die.

But on the long street outside the Meridian Gate, those hardworking people who get up early and go to bed late, work conscientiously and uncomplainingly, do they deserve their deaths?"

"This..., that was an accident!"

Recalling the clean ground as if a typhoon had passed by, Fengyu Wanjiu immediately fell into a dilemma.

No matter how he answered, he could not erase the truth that those people had passed away. Feng Yu Wanjiu swallowed subconsciously to ease the embarrassing situation at this time.

"Men shoulder the responsibility of the glory of the family and the happiness and well-being of the family, and they work hard, while the women work hard to take care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the family, and they devote themselves to it without any complaints.

The old people are enjoying the happy time in their old age, and the children are playing and playing together. The seemingly ordinary life allows everyone to live their own wonderful life, but these are Xuanwu...!"

"Stop, I understand. The mythical beast Xuanwu should have disappeared from heaven and earth thousands of years ago. Now that he has committed such a big disaster, it will be difficult to convince the public if he is not punished with small punishments and big warnings!"

Listening to Zhang Lingyun's slightly inflammatory speech, Feng Yu Wanjiu's mind kept flashing back to the happy time of four generations living under one roof.

Feng Yu Wanjiu realized that if she continued to listen, she would soon be on the same front as Zhang Lingyun, and had to stop immediately and start arguing with Zhang Lingyun.

"Feng Yu, if Du Yan really died in the explosion outside the Meridian Gate, if 'Yunfeng Boudoir' happened to stand on that long street, these friends who have been with you day and night would have been reduced to ashes!

?”

Zhang Lingyun understood that for those in higher positions or those with advanced levels of divine beasts, the lives of tens of thousands of mortals did not matter at all.

But that huge number has already reached a strong enough impact on a small person like Zhang Lingyun who cares about the world and is burdened with blood feud.

"But that is a divine beast! A terrifying existence that is equal to heaven and earth. Even if it is just a ray of divine consciousness, it is not an existence that you, a mortal, can contend with!"

"I won't bother you to worry about this. I'm telling you, I just don't want us to be suspected for this!"

Zhang Lingyun also had a grudge against Feng Yu Wanjiu's worries and had not found a suitable solution.

However, due to the attitude of his master and others, Zhang Lingyun was afraid that if he had long nights and many dreams, they would really have to find a way to repair his heart and let the Xuanwu stay in the body of the third elder.

…………

Today's dusk came unexpectedly, before the warm afternoon breath dissipated.

The sun quietly hid behind the thin clouds, reflecting a pink color even more delicate than that porcelain doll's face.

The faint coolness falling in the distant mountain peaks drives the thick white mist to wander down the mountain, forming a sharp contrast with the clouds floating in the sky.

Until the sunlight gradually dimmed layer by layer, the sky turned into patches of gray, gradually blending into the night, making it impossible to distinguish the difference between clouds and fog.

"Mr. Marquis Andry, Mr. Zhang is already on his way back!"

The soldier in white clothes clenched his fist and beat his heart lightly, bowed his head slightly in salute, and softly reported the latest situation to the blond masked boy.

"Mr. Andry, all the secret guards on this trip have received professional training. Although they have not achieved photographic memory and have excellent memory, it is not too late for you to wait for Mr. Zhang to come back and draw the image!

Ji'an, a middle-aged warrior in gray clothes, under the constant gaze of everyone, kneeled down on one knee and saluted with a light hammer on his heart.

"Oh! It's obviously all hands, why am I like a duck's claw that can't be broken open!"

Looking at the crumpled paper balls on the ground due to failed drawings, the masked boy sighed helplessly, slowly put down the brush in his hand, stood up and walked towards the gate of the Hou Mansion.

"Lord Andre, are you going out?"

Zhang Lingyun, who was full of confusion, saw the masked boy walking slowly as soon as he stepped into the Marquis Mansion.

Thinking of the rude behavior of the Thousand-faced Sand Cat during the day, Zhang Lingyun saluted him very respectfully and became polite with a smile on his face.

"Well, my men have extraordinary memories and can remember everything they have seen. If you need help finding someone, don't be polite!"

"This...how embarrassing!"

I thought that the other party was just being polite during the day, but I didn't expect that Marquis Andry would condescend to wait for someone at the gate, which really made Zhang Lingyun feel flattered.
To be continued...