Chapter 149 Tripping Rope
Chapter 149 Tripping Rope
Xie Lan nodded with a smile, "I still don't believe it. If it's good or not, you will know if you try it yourself."
Deng Yihong looked at her, his lips moved, wanting to say something but unable to speak. After a while, he turned back to look at the place where he had stood at the beginning.
He actually ran such a long distance without falling once?
Isn't he really dreaming?
Mrs. Deng also found it unbelievable. Her son had grown so big that he would have fallen many times if he had walked such a long distance by himself without the help of a servant.
She really wanted to urge her son to try and see if he could really walk normally, but she was afraid that this was all a dream and she would wake up as soon as she opened her mouth.
Mrs. Deng was both excited and scared. Deng Qinglan was young and a younger sister, so she was not as worried as her mother. She was frightened by Xie Lan and Tiechui's murderous behavior just now, but she came to her senses now.
He immediately ran over excitedly, "Brother, come and try to see if your leg is healed."
Deng Yihong felt nervous when he saw the guests gathered around him curiously. He wanted to walk for a while, but he was afraid that he would fall again and be laughed at.
"Master Deng, if you are not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of others' ridicule? As long as you don't care about other people's strange looks, no one can hurt you.
As for your mother, in her mind, your safety is more important than anything else."
Mrs. Deng's eyes were red. She didn't expect that Miss Xie understood her thoughts so well.
Deng Yihong felt even more complicated. Although they had never met before, this girl could see through his thoughts at a glance.
That's right, the reason why he was afraid to try was not only because he was worried about being laughed at, but also because he was afraid that his mother would be ridiculed because of him, and he was afraid to see her disappointed look.
Xie Lan looked at Deng Yihong firmly, "Your mother was disappointed before because she didn't meet me. Believe me, I promise she won't be disappointed again this time."
Xie Lan's words were full of pride, but Deng Yihong saw endless confidence in her eyes.
Almost like a possessed person, Deng Yihong tried to lift his foot.
One step, two steps, three steps...
There was no stumbling as imagined, no falling, and no endless ridicule that would destroy the world.
Deng Yihong couldn't help but lower his head. In the past, his legs were like carrying a thousand-pound stone, and every step he took was extremely difficult. But now he is as light as a swallow and walks swiftly.
Can he...really walk normally?
With this realization in mind, Deng Yihong could no longer hold back his joy. He walked faster and faster, step by step.
In the end, he even ran away.
Deng Yihong ran hundreds of feet in one breath without stopping. He turned around and rushed back to Mrs. Deng like a whirlwind.
He grabbed her hands and shouted excitedly, "Mom, I didn't fall down. My legs are really healed. I can walk and run."
Mrs. Deng couldn't help crying with excitement when her son took his first step, but she held back her tears because she was afraid that her crying would affect his walking.
This time his legs had really recovered, and he hugged Deng Yihong tightly and cried loudly.
Deng Qinglan's eyes were also red, she was happy for her elder brother and felt sorry for her mother.
The guests nearby were afraid that their voices would disturb Deng Yihong, so they didn't dare to speak. Until now, they couldn't help but say in unison, "Master Deng's legs have really recovered. This is amazing."
"Is it so easy to heal a leg? Just a cut will heal it?"
"Oh, I think I've learned it. Next time I meet a cripple, I'll chop him with my sword to see if it works."
"Go away, how can it be that simple? There must be some secrets we don't know. By the way, Miss Xie, this road is obviously made of dirt, but the knife you just chopped it sounded like you were chopping on iron lumps, and there were sparks.
This Mr. Deng's legs have been unable to walk normally. Is there any reason for this?"
Mrs. Deng hugged her son and cried bitterly, venting all the worries, sadness, grievances, and heartaches she had felt over the past decade. Now that she had calmed down, she had originally wanted to come over to thank Xie Lan.
But after hearing what that person said, she also wanted to know why so many imperial physicians and doctors couldn't cure her son's leg, but was easily cured by Xie Lan.
"Miss Xie, you said earlier that my son's legs weren't sick, so why couldn't he walk normally for more than a decade? Is he fine after being scared by you like this?"
Xie Lan originally didn't plan to say more, but she was also afraid that someone would be curious and imitate the lame man by chopping with a knife.
If someone was injured or killed, she might be implicated.
"Of course, this is not just a random fright. In fact, I used mystical techniques, but you just didn't understand."
"Mystical magic?" Mrs. Deng frowned. Could it be that her son's leg was not sick, but was possessed by evil spirits?
"I told you, it's not that simple, it turned out to be cured by the mysterious arts." The man paused, then asked curiously, "But isn't the mysterious arts used to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts?
Could it be that Master Deng has been unable to walk normally because he has been touched by something unclean?"
Seeing Mrs. Deng's worried face, Xie Lan knew that she had misunderstood. "Mr. Deng is not possessed by evil spirits, but the reason why he can't walk normally is because his legs were tied up with a trip rope."
Mrs. Deng looked surprised, but before she could open her mouth, someone anxiously asked for her help, "A trip rope? That's not right. I was with Master Deng the whole time today, and I didn't see any ropes on his feet."
The man thought he had seen it wrong and even lowered his head to see if there were any traces of rope on Deng Yihong's feet.
The guests nearby were also curious and turned to look.
"Don't look at it. The ropes that bind Master Deng's legs are not ordinary ropes. You can't see it."
"If it's not a rope, then what is it?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at her intently, Xie Lan knew that if she didn't satisfy their curiosity, they might chase her back home and interrogate her thoroughly.
"The reason you can't see it is because the iron chains that bound Master Deng's legs were transformed from evil spirits. There was also a huge rock weighing hundreds of pounds on the iron chains, so he couldn't walk normally."
"A huge stone weighing hundreds of kilograms, this is impossible, right? I remember that Master Deng couldn't walk normally when he was five years old. If he dragged a huge stone weighing hundreds of kilograms, he wouldn't be able to walk even with the help of a servant, right?"
"It was not this big at the beginning, but as he grew older, the stone naturally became bigger and bigger."
"I see. But the question is, where did the trip rope and the big stone come from? Could it be that the Deng family deliberately gave them to Master Deng?"
"Who is so vicious to harm my son?" Thinking of the ridicule and pain her son had endured over the past decade, Mrs. Deng wished she could cut the person behind the scenes into pieces.
Xie Lan glanced at Mrs. Deng's face and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it's because your son blocked someone's way that someone tampered with him."
Although she didn't say much, Mrs. Deng already knew that the ones who could harm her son were just those concubines who were vying for favor.
Mrs. Deng was anxious to go home and deal with her concubines, so she didn't ask any more questions.
He pulled Deng Yihong over and made him kneel down. "Thank you very much for curing my son's leg. I will prepare a generous gift tomorrow to thank you for your kindness."
Just as Xie Lan was about to ask Deng Qinglan to help her mother and elder brother up, a lady suddenly rushed out from the crowd and knelt down in front of her without saying a word.
(End of this chapter)