vrcanaries Chapter 260 Rotten Wood
Chapter 260 Rotten Wood
Feixing and the others glared at him in disgust when they saw his half-dead appearance, then rode away on their horses.
Ji Bozhou didn't feel any pain at all.
They underestimated him.
Compared to those evil spirits and the pain in his heart, do they think he would care about being beaten by fists?
A quarter of an hour later, the coachman and guards of Ji Mansion hurried over as Ji Bozhou had said before.
However, even though they were dozens of steps away, they saw the scene clearly and were already extremely panicked.
Where the young master had ordered the carriage to stop, there was not even a trace of the carriage!
The leading guard's heart sank to the bottom.
Young Master, could he be missing or murdered?!
He is the only heir of the Ji family. If he gets sick, their lives will be in jeopardy.
Several people hurriedly ran towards the street corner where Ji Bozhou was.
My heart was in turmoil and I was praying to God for help.
However, when the group reached the original street, the defense line in their hearts collapsed.
The ground was in a mess, and they could tell at a glance that it was the remains of the young master's carriage that had been smashed to pieces.
The carriage is in this state, so it’s easy to imagine that the young master is in great danger!
All the valuables in the car were gone, leaving only a few wooden boards scattered on the ground.
What’s even more terrible is, where is the young master?
Where has the young master gone?!
The guards were panicked as they couldn't find Ji Bozhou anywhere.
He started yelling in the street.
"Master!"
"Master——"
"Master..."
Everyone's face was instantly filled with anxiety.
They shouldn't have left before.
Sure enough, something goes wrong as soon as you leave!
This time, the master might even dig up their ancestral graves!
At this moment, a faint voice came from the gutter nearby.
"Cough cough..."
The leading guard shuddered, then raised his index finger, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what the leader was doing, when they heard the weak voice from the gutter again.
"Someone, come here..."
The leading guard's expression changed, and he immediately walked towards the ditch beside the bushes.
This gutter is connected to the sewer of this street. Although someone takes care of it, it still emits a faint stench in the middle of summer.
The leader of the guards glanced at the ditch with disdain, but considering that it might be his master after all, he endured the smell and walked forward.
However, as soon as he stood still, he was so frightened that he almost fainted.
Ji Bozhou was lying in the gutter with a bruised face and wounds all over his body. His eyes were dull and he looked lost, like a walking corpse.
Only the slight sound can prove that this person is still alive for the time being.
"Master! You, what's wrong with you, Master?!"
The leader of the guards hurriedly ran towards Ji Bozhou, turning back to greet everyone as he walked, "The young master is here! What are you all still standing around for?!"
Master?
The young master is still here?!
The guards' faces lit up with joy, as if they had been pardoned.
At once, they all ran towards Ji Bozhou.
The group hurriedly lifted Ji Bozhou out of the gutter, and then they realized that his arm was broken and his legs were completely powerless.
The leader of the guards was terrified and shouted, "Quick, carry the young master back!"
Looking at the servants in front of him who were busy and flustered, Ji Bozhou was like a dead leaf blown down by the wind. Apart from the few sounds he made at the beginning, he no longer had any life in him.
He stammered a few times, but his chest felt like it was blocked by a huge rock. Even breathing was painful and he couldn't say anything.
After he was beaten by Jiang Xing's guards, a group of beggars came out.
Looking at the silk and brocade in his carriage, and seeing that he was bruised and swollen and had no strength to fight back, he pushed him over and took away all the things.
It doesn’t matter. It’s just something outside of your body. Just grab it if you want.
But they didn't expect that later, they recognized him as the young master of the Ji family.
The group of beggars said that it was the second young lady of the Ji family who sent people to kill their companions. The people in the Ji family were not good people.
So a group of people worked together to steal all the valuable jade pendants and sachets on his robe.
Then a group of beggars beat him up again out of hatred and threw him into the gutter viciously.
I just don’t know if it was a coincidence.
After the group of beggars took away and destroyed his sachet, he unexpectedly discovered that the group of evil spirits that had previously tightly surrounded him had suddenly dispersed by half.
Although there were still many ghosts surrounding him at this time, bursts of ghost screams filled his eardrums.
But for him, it was a rare peace.
But compared to the fact that he couldn't even see Yuanyuan again after his death and couldn't be buried with Yuanyuan, what did all this matter?
His tears had dried up in the carriage earlier, and now this body was just a dead object.
"Quick, hurry back and call the palace doctor! The young master's hands and feet are all broken, and he has countless internal injuries. Saving him is the most important thing!"
The place where the carriage was parked earlier was very close to Ji's mansion.
Therefore, a group of guards and servants carried Ji Bozhou back to Ji Mansion quickly.
However, as he reached the gate, his lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.
He got it!
He knows how to make Yuanyuan see him again next time!
"Hurry, don't take me back to Danbo Zhai yet, go find my father first!"
He uttered a word with difficulty in his hoarse voice, but his whole body suddenly became full of energy.
Seeing this, the servants became even more frightened.
Everyone wanted to ignore his words and send him directly to Danbo Zhai to wash and change clothes, and then call the court doctor to treat him.
But I thought that if I missed something, the sin would be even greater.
Therefore, a group of people listened to his instructions, endured the stench on his body caused by falling into the gutter, and sent him to the main courtyard.
The family had just hastily completed the funeral of three younger generations, but Ji Xiangli was obviously still in mourning.
Ever since he learned of Qingyan's death, he fell seriously ill.
Later, Tang'er passed away and Wang committed suicide. Jiang told him that Qingyan was an anomaly... Although he had been suppressing his thoughts, he focused all his attention on helping Siluan deal with the funeral.
But only he himself knows clearly.
It's just that I'm holding on for dear life.
My body, inside, has long been like rotten wood.
The sunlight shines on the high vermilion walls, casting a golden glow.
Ji Xiangli looked at this six-story mansion that had become glorious because of his own rise to power, and tears suddenly welled up in his dim eyes.
This place was once bustling with people and very famous.
Here, orchids and osmanthus were once in full bloom and were admired by everyone.
This place once represented the supreme respect of Daliang and the obedience of all officials.
This place once attracted all the dignitaries in the capital, who were eager to gain access to the upper echelons.
But now, all that is gone.
The people inside are gone, and their descendants are gone.
Only an empty shell remains, a reminder of his former glory.
He was immersed in his own sad thoughts about the past and couldn't extricate himself.
Suddenly, the chattering and noisy voices of servants were heard from the outer courtyard.
"Hurry, hurry, the master should be at the main courtyard, take the young master in first!"
"Young Master is so smelly, why don't you take him back to Danbozhai to wash up first?"
"What are you talking about? Washing up! The young master didn't even say a word despite such a serious injury. Don't you think there's something wrong?"
"Yes, yes, let's not worry about it for now. The young master has already passed away. If the old man doesn't even see him for the last time, our sin will be even greater..."
"..."
Hearing the words 'severely injured' and 'last breath', Ji Xiangli felt that the breath he had been holding on to for so long seemed to be almost gone.
His body softened and he couldn't stand steadily, and suddenly fell onto the armchair.
Si Luan, is Si Luan going to leave me too?
His breathing became rapid and his lips trembled.
"Ji An, Ji An..."
When the new ** Guan Ji'an heard Ji Xiangli's call, he hurried into the house.
"master!"
"Hurry, help me out, I heard Si Luan coming back..."
Ji An didn't understand what was going on, but he still supported the trembling Ji Xiangli and hurried out the door.
However, when Ji Xiangli saw Ji Bozhou for the first time, the words he said scared him so much that he almost fainted.