Yang Guo had just walked a full circle around the outer wall of the manor.
The main gate was shut, and the side gates were shut too.
Knock hard on the door? Nine times out of ten, he wouldn't get in.
Add to that the bloody handprints on the wall outside.
Yang Guo was now completely certain.
The plot matched up: Li Mochou was bathing Lu Manor in blood.
It was today.
He actually didn't want to join in on this excitement at all.
When watching the TV drama in his past life, Li Mochou's entrance was very beautiful.
A horsetail whisk in hand, an apricot-yellow Daoist robe.
Her martial arts were high, and she was pretty too.
Yet it was a whole different story to stand in front of her himself.
The experience would be completely different.
Watching a female demon on TV was called having charm.
Encountering a female demon in reality was called having danger.
Yang Guo had a very simple goal in coming here.
Get Aniu out.
As for the Lu family's grudges, they were none of his concern.
He was just a twelve-year-old kid who had practiced Nine Yang for half a year.
He really didn't have the skill to uphold jianghu justice.
If Li Mochou was willing to listen to reason, that would be ideal.
That would be best.
If she wasn't willing, then running away first was the priority.
Yang Guo stepped back a few paces and looked up at the wall.
"Let's test the results of this past half year."
He sank into a horse stance, and the warm Nine Yang true qi inside his dantian surged along his meridians straight to the Yongquan points in his legs!
He exerted force through his feet.
Thump!
His entire body shot upward directly, far higher than he had expected.
Yang Guo was just about to place his hands on top of the wall.
Suddenly he realized something was wrong.
Why had the top of the wall gone below him?
"Eh?"
In the next moment, his whole body had already cleared the wall.
Yang Guo's expression completely changed.
"Wait!"
"I jumped too high!"
Midair, his hands clawed wildly.
"No way!"
"Is this Nine Yang force really this powerful?!"
Meanwhile, it was not far ahead.
Lu Wushuang was straddling a tree crotch, hugging the tree with one hand.
Her other hand was just reaching that cluster of flowers.
Hearing a noise, she whipped her head around.
A youth in tattered clothes was there.
He was flying in right over her family's courtyard wall.
Their eyes met.
Yang Guo: "..."
Lu Wushuang: "..."
Yang Guo spoke first.
"Good afternoon."
Lu Wushuang opened her mouth and yelled:
"Thief!"
Yang Guo said, "Don't shout!"
"I'm not!"
It would have been fine if Yang Guo hadn't shouted back.
At his shout, Lu Wushuang's body twisted sharply.
Her foot slipped.
"Ah!"
Her entire body fell straight down from the tree crotch.
"Wushuang!" Cheng Ying's expression changed, and she ran over quickly.
Yang Guo couldn't care about anything else either.
Pushing off with his feet, he rushed beneath the tree.
Yet in the end, he was half a step too late.
Thud!
Lu Wushuang hit the ground.
"Ah..."
Lu Wushuang's eyes turned red, and she bit her lip hard to keep from crying out loud.
That stubborn look carried an endearing innocence that made one feel sorry for her.
Cheng Ying squatted beside her.
"Wushuang!"
"Where does it hurt?"
The tip of Lu Wushuang's nose turned red.
"My leg..."
"Cousin..."
"Is my leg broken?"
Yang Guo also approached, about to squat down.
Cheng Ying had already stepped in front of Lu Wushuang.
The young girl was not tall.
Yet her body shielded her tightly.
"Who on earth are you?"
"Don't you dare hurt my cousin!"
Yang Guo pointed at Lu Wushuang.
"I just want to check her leg."
Lu Wushuang immediately glared at him:
"I don't need you to look!"
Yang Guo said, "Are you sure?"
Lu Wushuang said, "Positive!"
"Fine." Yang Guo stood up.
"Then I'm leaving."
With that, he actually turned around to leave.
Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment.
Cheng Ying hadn't expected him to be so decisive either.
Yang Guo had taken just two steps.
Lu Wushuang's voice came from behind him.
"Wait!"
"You..."
"Do you really know how to treat injuries?"
Yang Guo was silent for a moment.
"No."
Lu Wushuang's face turned dark:
"Then what are you looking for?!"
Yang Guo squatted back down:
"I don't know how to treat it."
"But at least I know this."
"If a bone is broken and you kick around wildly like you are now, it'll only break more completely."
Lu Wushuang looked down at her leg and behaved herself.
Yang Guo reached out:
"Don't move around for now."
"Tell me if it hurts."
He lightly pressed beside her knee.
"Here?"
"Doesn't hurt."
"Further down."
"Here?"
"Doesn't hurt either."
"Even lower."
His fingers barely touched her lower leg.
"Ah!"
Lu Wushuang was in so much pain she nearly kicked him in the face.
Yang Guo hurriedly dodged backward.
"Alright."
"There's a problem here."
Lu Wushuang was so furious her tears were almost forced back.
"Nonsense!"
Yang Guo ignored her and felt her ankle.
He had her move her toes, and her toes could move.
Her ankle wasn't noticeably crooked either.
Yang Guo felt a bit more confident.
"Looks like it's probably a hairline fracture."
Lu Wushuang's face turned pale.
"Then can I still walk in the future?"
Yang Guo said, "Yes."
Lu Wushuang asked again, "Then will I be lame?"
Yang Guo was just about to say no, but the words caught in his throat.
In the original novel...
she really did end up lame.
Yang Guo could only coax her:
"Just don't move around carelessly,"
"and rest for some time,"
"it shouldn't be a big problem."
Lu Wushuang visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Guo stood up and pulled a dagger from his sleeve.
Swoosh.
Lu Wushuang instantly shrank back.
"What are you doing?!"
Cheng Ying immediately stepped in front of her as well.
Yang Guo looked at the two of them as if looking at fools.
Lu Wushuang's face went pale:
"Do you want to kill us to quiet us? This is my home!"
Yang Guo ignored her, walked over to the base of the tree with his knife, and raised his blade.
Crack! Crack!
Two straight, sturdy branches were neatly severed.
The blade scraped away all the wooden splinters on them cleanly along the way.
Yang Guo squatted back down in front of her, picked up the two short wooden sticks, and measured them against the length of Lu Wushuang's lower leg.
"Straighten your leg and don't twist around."
Lu Wushuang sniffled and obediently laid her leg flat.
Yang Guo looked around; he needed cloth strips.
He happened to spot the half-piece of brocade handkerchief around her neck.
"Lend me your handkerchief to tie a splint."
Lu Wushuang covered it with a slap.
"No way!"
"My father gave this to me."
Yang Guo looked down and grabbed the hem of his inner garment.
Rip!
He tore off a long strip of cloth and ripped it into several pieces.
Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment.
"Your clothes..."
Yang Guo sandwiched her lower leg between the two branches.
"They're already tattered like this."
"One strip more or less makes no difference."
Lu Wushuang looked down at him and said nothing more.
Yang Guo wrapped it tightly, turn after turn.
It couldn't be too loose, nor too tight.
Fortunately, he had read some first-aid common sense in his past life.
He was no professional.
it was still better than letting her hop around dragging an injured leg.
Cheng Ying squatted nearby watching:
"Will this do?"
Yang Guo tied off the knot:
"It can only immobilize it for now."
"It's best to find a doctor as soon as possible."
"And under no circumstances let her run around on the ground again."
Lu Wushuang was unconvinced:
"I wouldn't run around recklessly."
Yang Guo looked at the tree, then looked back at her.
"You were climbing trees."
"Those words carry zero conviction."
Lu Wushuang still wanted to quibble:
"I was..."
"picking flowers."
She raised the few withered flowers in her hand that had been crushed in the fall.
Cheng Ying took the flowers.
helping her pick up the petals that had fallen off.
Yang Guo patted his hands and stood up.
"Alright."
"That's it for now."
Only then did Lu Wushuang remember the main matter.
"Wait!"
"You still haven't said!"
"Why did you scale my family's courtyard wall?"
Cheng Ying also looked at Yang Guo.
she was clearly more vigilant.
"Young brother,"
"who exactly are you?"
"What have you come to Lu Manor for?"
Yang Guo patted the dust off his clothes:
"I came to get someone out."
"Aniu."
"He came into your manor this morning as a short-term laborer."
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