Chapter 9: Suspicion
Meng Jingke listened to the footsteps and was far away, and his heart was inexplicable. The pen %fun %www.biquge.info just thought she was scared away, but ran back again. Sure that he was still alive, he hurried away again.
Could it be that he confirmed that he was not dead and ran away with confidence?
Meng Jingke sighed helplessly, and was just about to sit up, when he heard the hurried footsteps again, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Qin E didn't know what Meng Jingke was thinking, and her eyes were full of excitement. Not far away, she found a cave where she could shelter from the wind and snow, and thought that she should be able to carry people over if she tried her best.
Qin E leaned down, grabbed one of Meng Jingke's arms, and carried the person on his back with all his strength. Meng Jingke lay on her back and opened his eyes in surprise.
Is she trying to save herself?
Meng Jingke looked at Qin E carefully.
Carmine jacket, white suede shoulders, navy blue cotton pants. Rolled black soil from head to toe, his hair was stained with dead branches and rotten leaves, his palm-sized face was red because he was too hard, and his slender neck was bent into a beautiful arc, revealing snow-white and delicate skin.
Such a small man, he actually wants to carry him!
Meng Jingke's eyes showed a smile that he didn't notice.
He quietly exerted himself on his toes and helped Qin E stand up with his back on his back.
Qin E didn't notice Meng Jingke's abnormality, her hunched back was almost parallel to the ground, and her legs trembled.
It's so heavy!
Qin E gritted her teeth, held her breath and staggered towards the cave. Just when she was about to lose her support, she finally arrived at the place. Laying Meng Jingke flat on the ground, Qin E rubbed his frozen hands and checked his injuries. Although I was prepared, I was still taken aback when I saw the hideous wound on my shoulder.
She had never seen such a serious injury, and desperately remembered the way Shen treated his wound when his uncle was injured.
The wound is cleaned first, then the wound medicine is applied, and finally it is bandaged with a clean cotton cloth.
Sir, the fire is good for boiling water.
With the charter in mind, the action is immediately calm.
Qin E took out the flint from her backpack, went outside to pick up some dry branches, and carefully lit a fire. Find a pocket copper kettle filled with clean snow, pierce it with a twig and hang it on the fire. After thinking about it, he took out another steamed bun and put it on the lid, and then walked back to Meng Jingke's side.
Since he is a martial arts practitioner, he should have wound medicine on his body, right?
Qin E remembered that her little uncle had gold sore medicine on him all the year round, and felt that she should look for it on him.
But she went to a girl's house to search for the young man's ......
Qin E looked at Meng Jingke, who was as pale as a vegetarian.
In a hurry, this will not take care of the defense of men and women, and no one will see it left and right.
Qin E plucked up her courage and slowly stretched out her hand with a red face.
Meng Jingke felt a pair of soft and slightly cool hands touching his arms, and his heart cooled down a little.
In his arms was the evidence of the three princes' crimes.
It turns out that doing so much is a trick, and the purpose is to get this.
He said how could it be so coincidental, the person happened to fall in front of him, and it turned out to be a bureau. It's really a clever trick to send a little girl who doesn't know martial arts. If he hadn't slackened a little, maybe he would have really fallen into the scheme.
Meng Jingke snorted coldly in his heart, grabbed Qin E's hand into his arms like lightning, opened his eyes and asked coldly, "Say, who sent you?"
Qin E looked at Meng Jingke in a daze.
A pair of dark and deep eyes, as deep as a whirlpool, firmly attract people's hearts, so that people don't want to disobey his will, and can't help but want to do what he asks.
How can there be such beautiful eyes!
Qin E was immersed in amazement, not noticing Meng Jingke's frowning slightly.
Meng Jingke was very surprised.
He has a secret that no one knows except his grandfather and master.
That is, as long as he fixes the kung fu of the gods and the eyes of the people, he can let the other party listen to his mercy, ask and answer whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants. Afterwards, the person will not notice it at all.
It was because of this secret that his grandfather had to hand him over to the master and take him away from the family.
But he also has a limit to this ability, the longer he explores, the more things he asks the other party to do, the stronger the other party's ideas, and the greater the consumption of his spirit. Sometimes he would have headaches for a few days because he had consumed too much mental energy.
But that was all when I was a kid. When he perfected his martial arts and went down the mountain after learning, he never missed.
Could it be that today he was too badly injured and in good spirits, and his effect was weakened?
Meng Jingke frowned slightly, and his eyes became more and more condensed when he looked at Qin E.
"Say, who told you to come, and what is your purpose in approaching me?"
The voice was cold and piercing, Qin E couldn't help but shudder, and the person also came back to his senses.
What does that mean? She worked so hard to save him, but instead he spoke like a prisoner.
Qin E wanted to withdraw her hand, but her hands couldn't move as if they were bitten by pliers.
Qin E was displeased, but thinking of what happened to Meng Jingke, she should have misunderstood herself, so she slowed down her voice and explained: "Shaoxia, I am from Qinjia Village, and I went up the mountain to collect medicine today. Seeing that you are seriously injured and unconscious, I want to see if you have any wound medicine on your body, and find out for you to heal. I'm not malicious, and I'm not dangerous. ”
Seeing Meng Jingke's eyebrows raised, his face was full of surprise, he thought about it and said softly: "I just saw that you haven't woken up, I'm really afraid that something will happen to you." Now that you're awake, I'm relieved. I've boiled hot water, you can clean the wound later. Your injury is quite serious, if you have gold sore medicine, apply it as soon as possible, so as not to delay the injury. "The implication is that you quickly let go of my hand and heal yourself.
But Meng Jingke was completely immersed in great shock and did not react at all.
Seeing that he didn't move, Qin E's heart was slightly stunned, thinking that this person either broke his brain, or wanted to take advantage of her, so he simply lowered his face and amplified his voice: "Shaoxia, can you let go of my hand?"
Meng Jingke flickered, Qin E immediately withdrew his hand and stood still away, looking at him defensively.
Meng Jingke looked at the empty palms, and his heart set off turbulent waves.
He couldn't read her mind, let alone control her.
Was it the cause of his injury?
No, it shouldn't. He had been badly injured, but he was still able to control others.
That's her problem.
Meng Jingke looked up at Qin E.
Master once said that everything in the world is yin and yang. If he has this strange ability, there will be people who can restrain him. And this kind of person either has a strong mind that ordinary people can't reach, and can not be absorbed by him, or they are destined to be a special person who is born immune to his ability.
The former kind of person is either a great traitor or a great good, and it is better for him to stay away. The latter kind of person is his fate, which cannot be avoided, and the good luck is unpredictable.
What kind of person is this little girl?
Do you want to spare her life?
Meng Jingke's gaze at Qin E became deeper and deeper.