Chapter 139: The Meaning of Followers
Because the wound was located close to her collarbone, it was necessary to pass the bandage under the armpit of her left arm, along her chest, around her neck, and then through her back, which would mean tearing off the garment...... Why don't you wrap it through your clothes?
Although the effect is poor, the recovery ability of the distance is not weak, and it will be almost fine after a few hours. Thinking like this, Zhou Jian carefully sprinkled ointment on Li's wound, and then he took the bandage and prepared to start wrapping it.
At this time, Li said lightly: "I am a follower of the master, so ...... It's okay. ”
Zhou Jian's hand froze there, he didn't react to the meaning of this sentence for a moment, and then he saw that he untied his breastplate with one hand, and tore the clothes on his left shoulder—the outer garment and the obscene clothes—the two layers of clothes were torn apart by her.
A touch of whiteness stained with blood bloomed out, just like the snow falling full of red plums, the full Jade Girl Peak, there was not too much softness, instead of firmness and elasticity, although the clothes covered the little red buds on the peak, but the implicit effect caused by this inadvertently made people more bloody.
When the spring light was revealed at this moment, Li's face was not red, but Zhou Jian's face was red.
He felt his mouth dry and dizzy in an instant, this was the first time he had seen someone's breasts in front of a girl, and it was such a perfect girl.
Zhou Jian looked a little sluggish, and after a while, he found that he was looking at himself in confusion, and suddenly withdrew his gaze in embarrassment, "That...... The men and women of your tribe get along with each other...... Really...... It's harmonious. Zhou Jian held back such a sentence for a long time, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it, is this what people said?
Li still looked at Zhou Jian puzzled, and after a few breaths, she gently pulled on her clothes.
For a while, the atmosphere was very awkward, Zhou Jian wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't know how to organize the language, "That...... What I meant was ...... Belch...... You know, I'm from a different world, and I don't know much about your tribe's customs......"
He suddenly found that his tongue suddenly became extremely clumsy, he didn't understand the customs of the Shadow Tribe, he didn't know how to speak, he knew that in ancient times, women were beautiful to show their breasts, until after the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, he said that he invaded the DPRK with a bayonet, and he used a bayonet to stifle this unique aesthetic custom, maybe the tribe of shadows is also the same.
Li shook his head and said, "Since the contract was signed, I have been a follower......
"Uh...... I know. ”
"What does a follower mean...... Follow the master all his life until he dies in battle. When he said this, the blue-white pupils kept looking at Zhou Jian, as if he was saying something indifferent.
Zhou Jian was slightly stunned, and then he remembered what he had just said, "I am a follower of the master, so ...... It's okay. ”
So does the so-called lifelong follow-up to the master and obedience to any orders of the master in the contract mean that the follower not only has to fight for the master, but also her whole heart and ** belong to the master?
Realizing this, and looking away from the face outlined by the darkness, Zhou Jian inexplicably felt a feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain, the fate of the Shadow Tribe, the fate of his followers...... Is there no choice, only obedience and fate?
It is true that Li is very beautiful, but in Zhou Jian's opinion, the combination of this icy and jade beauty and her tragic life experience makes people unable to blaspheme.
"I've wronged you, in fact, you don't have to follow me all the time, I won't restrict your ......freedom," Zhou Jian explained cautiously.
Hearing Zhou Jian say this, Li's eyes trembled slightly, and then she let out a faint sigh, and then lowered her head and looked at the hard rock under her feet in a daze...... There, one after another cold droplets of water dripped down and landed at Li's feet, splashing like ice flowers blooming in the dark.
I don't know anything about men and women, but in fact, from the moment she was born, she began to receive the Shadow Tribe Mental Method taught by her great-grandmother, and from the moment she was able to hold a bow, she began to receive all kinds of training, and then what about it...... It's an endless fight.
Colosseum, Wolf Wilderness, Underground Lair, Zombie Grave, ...... Injured again and again, struggling on the brink of life and death again and again.
In this world, followers who have not signed a contract with their master have little experience in killing monsters, but they are still practicing endlessly, practicing every skill of their own, pursuing the perfection of every arrow, all her efforts, all the scars on her body, are for the moment when the contract is signed, she hopes that the fire she ignited can burn forever and bring bright hope to the tribe.
Simple and pure desire, simple and persistent detachment...... In this way, she never knew what feelings were, and she had no heart or time to look forward to marriage and love like a young girl.
But one day, her great-grandmother told her that at the moment of the contract, if the person she called "master" was a man, then he would be the home of her feelings.
Like today, I let out a faint oh, and then, my great-grandmother told me all about men and women, and for those, I only knew a vague concept, and then understood that if I was with my master, these were all okay things.
If it is possible, then why is there any need to be shy? In fact, I don't know what shyness is at all, I just know that some things are not okay in front of others, and some things are okay in front of the master, that's all.
But she didn't understand why the master had such eyes and words, so she was puzzled, hesitant, and confused.
"Actually, you don't have to follow me all the time, I won't restrict your freedom......"
Does this mean that he doesn't like himself at all and doesn't want to see himself?
Somehow, Li recalled the chase and battle just now, the figure standing firmly in front of her with a weapon in hand, at that moment, she didn't know what she felt in her heart, she would give up her life and stay to delay those monsters, all because of the contract and her mission.
And when he stopped, what was he staying with himself for?
At the moment when the man stood in front of him, holding the shadow assassination to protect her, he felt something touched in his heart, as if a sinking stone had fallen into his heart that had been as quiet as an ancient well. She couldn't describe the feeling, but there was no doubt that she was moved and delighted by it.
She grew up fighting wild beasts, she was ruthlessly trained since she was a child, she didn't have a childhood, she didn't experience the feeling of being cared for, her teachers kept telling her that everything had to be on her own, relying on the help and care of others would only make her weak, and for Shadow Feather, weakness meant death.
So when I first felt the taste of being protected, Li's heart was touched.
And it seemed that it was this faint joy and emotion that continued to the moment when he healed himself, his words and eyes evolved into an invisible sting, which made her feel stunned.
A feeling of great confusion hit her, and she didn't know where she would go if one day, after this man said to herself, "You go". The contract says that you can't disobey your master's commands, but in the same way, you can't deviate from your master, so what if your master orders you to do so?
In the dark, Li just sat quietly, her arms like jade wrapped around her knees, and the faint sadness added a bit of pity to her.
I said...... Bandaging? Zhou Jian was still holding the bandage, because the time dragged on for a long time, his hands were stiff.
"Hmm." Offy nodded, and this time she didn't pull her clothes open.
Zhou Jian squatted behind Li, cleaning the bloody wound little by little, and then, he ripped off the bandage and circled it around.
Zhou Jian's bandaging skills are not very good, after all, in "Gods and Demons 1", the quality of bandaging does not affect the amount of blood return, this is the rule of this world, so there is no need for him to practice.
After clumsily wrapping the bandage, Zhou Jian tied a knot, "Okay." Zhou Jian clapped his hands.
"Uh-huh......" Li said.
Zhou Jian looked at the messy bandages on his body and the shirt torn by her, scratched his head, hesitated, and stood up and took off the tattered coat on his body.
"Why don't you put it on first?" Handing the coat in a ball in front of Li, Zhou Jian was a little embarrassed, the appearance of this dress was really not much better than the coat that the homeless man wore all year round.
"Hmm......" Li nodded.
"By the way, I asked you before, can you Shadow Tribe people bring equipment?"
"Yes." As he spoke, he handed out his longbow.
Zhou Jian took this and was really surprised, this was actually a bright golden piece of equipment, that is, a secondary artifact.
Shadow Bow - Leave.
Hands hurt 80-100.
Increases agility by 80.
Precision: +10.
Passive Skill Armor Piercing: Corrodes 10 points of armor on enemy units during attacks, which cannot be stacked.
Special Effect Fury: During continuous and rapid shooting, you can stack attack damage during attacks, up to a maximum of 100 points.
When Zhou Jian saw this bow, he was indeed stunned, and the best bow in "Gods and Demons 1" is probably the level of seventy percent of this bow.
"What a good bow, what about other equipment?" Zhou Jian asked.
Li nodded, "Show the rest of the equipment to Zhou Jian." ”
Seeing this, Zhou Jian was dumbfounded, and the other equipment ...... It sucks...... They are all the lowest equipment, and some are even labeled as "rough", "unpolished", "inferior", etc. "How can it be so bad?" In Zhou Jian's impression, to be able to hold such a bow, at least it must be accompanied by an orange suit.
(To be continued)