Chapter 139
"Careless, look at all the injuries!" Yuan Zhicheng looked at Yuan Jingyi's injured hand and cried eagerly: "Yuan Yuan, get the trauma medicine quickly!"
Yuan Jingyi looked at the mouth in her hand and said, "Dad, just a mouth. Don't worry." He pointed to the box next to him and asked, "do you know what this is?"
Yuan Yuan's medicine was delivered soon. Yuan Zhicheng took the medicine and gave it to Yuan Jingyi. At the same time, he told Zhao Hanyun, "girl, don't touch it. It's not good for you to get hurt during the Spring Festival."
Zhao Hanyun quietly put away his ready hand. It's better to be at ease when the teacher is so concerned about her face. Look at Yuan Jingyi's tightly wrapped hand, and then look at the blood in the box. Zhao Hanyun finds some differences.
"Auntie, your blood." Zhao Hanyun pointed to the box and said, "it's disappearing."
"Really?" Yuan Jingyi leaned over and looked at it. It was really, little by little, it penetrated into it and disappeared.
"What is it?" Just as Yuan Jingyi wanted to take the hilt over, she got it on her head: "old man, what are you doing?"
Yuan Zhicheng pointed to the box and said, "if you find the treasure, what kind of ghost do you call it? Is that what I teach you?" Looking at Zhao Hanyun again, he asked, "it's not from a girl. Did you take it back to deceive me?"
Zhao Hanyun blinked. He had a little pig, but it didn't mean that all the good things were hers. His aunt really wronged him this time: "Shigong, it's really picked up by my aunt, but there's something in the place!"
Worthy of being yuan Zhicheng, he immediately understood, then mysteriously pulled over Zhao Hanyun and said, "can't it be in which museum?" Finish saying still squeeze eyebrow, a pair of I won't say out appearance.
Yuan Jingyi was still studying the box. When she heard yuan Zhicheng talking to Zhao Hanyun, she said helplessly, "my father, do you think I'm the kind of person who will go to the museum to steal?" It's not that I found it in the xiannongtan. It's a ownerless thing. No one has found it there for so many years. Moreover, if I find it myself, it's not that I stole it.
"You haven't said what it is yet?" Yuan Jingyi looks at Yuan Zhicheng and asks, saying that she hasn't been to the point for a long time.
Yuan Zhicheng said awkwardly, "didn't I just say that?"
Seeing Zhao Hanyun nodding with his daughter, he turned his head and saw overlord's big tiger head nodding there rhythmically. He cleared his throat and said, "cough!"
"Say it
"Woo
"Shigong!"
Yuan Zhicheng, who was watched by everyone, lowered his head and said, "this is Chengying sword!" Then he pointed yuan Jingyi's head and said, "how did you teach you when you were a child? What did you learn?"
"Take a picture?" Yuan Jingyi held the box away from her old man and found the information about it in her long memory.
In Yuan Jingyi's eyes, she didn't see the so-called delicacy. Only the feeling that her finger was punctured made her afraid. She didn't have any feeling. If yuan Zhicheng hadn't reacted quickly, she would have lived with one hand.
"Aunt!" Zhao Hanyun's scream wakes yuan Jingyi's meditation. He sees Zhao Hanyun and Yuan Zhicheng running towards him. The target seems to be the sword box in his hand. When he looks down, the hilt in the box rushes towards him. Then, in everyone's surprise, the sword disappears in front of him.
"Aunt, are you ok?" Zhao Hanyun was just talking to Yuan Zhicheng. When he saw the sword coming out of the box and posing at Yuan Jingyi, she was so scared that she almost threw the ball. He rushed to Yuan Jingyi, and Yuan Zhicheng was also pale.
"Daughter, where is it hurt? Let me have a look!"
Yuan Jingyi looked at the mouth in her hand and said, "Dad, just a mouth. Don't worry." He pointed to the box next to him and asked, "do you know what this is?"
Yuan Yuan's medicine was delivered soon. Yuan Zhicheng took the medicine and gave it to Yuan Jingyi. At the same time, he told Zhao Hanyun, "girl, don't touch it. It's not good for you to get hurt during the Spring Festival."
Zhao Hanyun quietly put away his ready hand. It's better to be at ease when the teacher is so concerned about her face. Look at Yuan Jingyi's tightly wrapped hand, and then look at the blood in the box. Zhao Hanyun finds some differences.
"Auntie, your blood." Zhao Hanyun pointed to the box and said, "it's disappearing."
"Really?" Yuan Jingyi leaned over and looked at it. It was really, little by little, it penetrated into it and disappeared.
"What is it?" Just as Yuan Jingyi wanted to take the hilt over, she got it on her head: "old man, what are you doing?"
Yuan Zhicheng pointed to the box and said, "if you find the treasure, what kind of ghost do you call it? Is that what I teach you?" Looking at Zhao Hanyun again, he asked, "it's not from a girl. Did you take it back to deceive me?"
Zhao Hanyun blinked. He had a little pig, but it didn't mean that all the good things were hers. His aunt really wronged him this time: "Shigong, it's really picked up by my aunt, but there's something in the place!"
Worthy of being yuan Zhicheng, he immediately understood, then mysteriously pulled over Zhao Hanyun and said, "can't it be in which museum?" Finish saying still squeeze eyebrow, a pair of I won't say out appearance.
Yuan Jingyi was still studying the box. When she heard yuan Zhicheng talking to Zhao Hanyun, she said helplessly, "my father, do you think I'm the kind of person who will go to the museum to steal?" It's not that I found it in the xiannongtan. It's a ownerless thing. No one has found it there for so many years. Moreover, if I find it myself, it's not that I stole it.
"You haven't said what it is yet?" Yuan Jingyi looks at Yuan Zhicheng and asks, saying that she hasn't been to the point for a long time.
Yuan Zhicheng said awkwardly, "didn't I just say that?"
Seeing Zhao Hanyun nodding with his daughter, he turned his head and saw overlord's big tiger head nodding there rhythmically. He cleared his throat and said, "cough!"
"Say it
"Woo
"Shigong!"
Yuan Zhicheng, who was watched by everyone, lowered his head and said, "this is Chengying sword!" Then he pointed yuan Jingyi's head and said, "how did you teach you when you were a child? What did you learn?"
"Take a picture?" Yuan Jingyi held the box away from her old man and found the information about it in her long memory.
In Yuan Jingyi's eyes, she didn't see the so-called delicacy. Only the feeling that her finger was punctured made her afraid. She didn't have any feeling. If yuan Zhicheng hadn't reacted quickly, she would have lived with one hand.
"Aunt!" Zhao Hanyun's scream wakes yuan Jingyi's meditation. He sees Zhao Hanyun and Yuan Zhicheng running towards him. The target seems to be the sword box in his hand. When he looks down, the hilt in the box rushes towards him. Then, in everyone's surprise, the sword disappears in front of him.
"Aunt, are you ok?" Zhao Hanyun was just talking to Yuan Zhicheng. When he saw the sword coming out of the box and posing at Yuan Jingyi, she was so scared that she almost threw the ball. He rushed to Yuan Jingyi, and Yuan Zhicheng was also pale.
"Daughter, where is it hurt? Let me have a look!"