87_87272 drank wine and cried bitterly, and the next day Su Jiming slept until three o'clock in the sun before waking up. He had a splitting headache, his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them, he really didn't want to go to the office again, he wanted to send someone to bring a message to the government for him, so he said that he was sick, but he didn't expect that the people had not been sent out, Wei Qiong sent someone to send him some supplements and silver taels, the government has nothing to deal with at the moment, and it doesn't hurt to let him recuperate at home for two days.

Su Jiming didn't even want to go out of the door, so he asked people to bring breakfast into the house. After the food delivery man left, Xiwu walked out from behind the screen.

Su Jiming didn't have much appetite, so he hastily drank two mouthfuls of porridge and put it down. Then he sat down at the window and looked out at the bamboo forest in a daze.

Xiwu took the book and sat beside him to accompany him. He has been teaching himself Chinese recently, and when Su Jiming goes to the government during the day, he either reads the books in Su Jiming's room, or goes out for a walk by himself. When he encountered a word he didn't know, he wrote it down, and waited for Su Jiming to come back and sue him. Now he can read a book in its entirety on his own, and there is very little he doesn't understand.

Su Jiming muttered, "My grandmother died. ”

Seeing that he finally had the desire to talk, Xi Wu put down the book in his hand and listened to him carefully: "Hmm. ”

"She used to be nice to me."

"Hmm."

Su Jiming's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he sighed heavily: "I am an unfilial person......

Xiwu put his arm around his shoulders and let him lean into his arms. He has never said anything comforting, and Su Jiming doesn't need words to comfort him now, he really needs a strong embrace to lean on.

"There is a saying among the Han people that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise but does not wait. A lot of things I want to do only to find out that it's too late. ”

"Are you," Xiwu asked, "to bring your grandmother back to life?" ”

Su Jiming turned his head to look at him, although Xiwu didn't say anything, but from his frowning eyebrows and eyes, Su Jiming saw disagreement. Su Jiming smiled reluctantly: "I just knew the news that I really had that kind of thought at the moment...... You don't have to take it to heart what I said when I was drunk yesterday. I know it in my heart. ”

He said softly, "People have good fortunes and misfortunes, and life and death have fate...... Grandmother, she is old, what if she can really bring her back to life, she can't live forever, and I can't make the things of the world eternal. In the end, it's just my own selfishness, it's because I don't want to make myself feel ashamed, so I have such extravagant hopes, but if I am given another chance, I may not be able to do it well. I don't know the details, but I do know that the price to be paid for going against the odds is not to be taken lightly. ”

After a pause, he sighed again: "I won't do it for my own selfishness, you can rest assured." ”

The more he knew about the mystery and power of that holy relic, the more awe Su Jiming became. Everything in this world is a loss and a gain, if you can really go against the sky, how great should the price to pay? At the beginning, Su Jiming was still skeptical that there would be a disaster when the holy relic came out of Xiwu's words, but if this holy relic could really bring the dead back to life, Su Jiming became more and more convinced. For thousands of years, is he the only one who has died of relatives and lovers? Is there no one else who wants to resurrect the dead? But no one has ever used it, and the cost must be far greater than the benefit. What is born of dry bones, is it really the same person? I'm afraid it's already a demon and a monster! Su Jiming has experienced all kinds of changes over the years, and his heart has matured a lot, he knows that the most useless thing in this world is the word regret, people are so small, no matter how strong their will is, they can't shake the heavens, and no one has a chance to start again. No one ......

Even if it was Su Jiming, Xi Wu would not let him have the idea of playing holy relics, seeing that Su Jiming had figured it out by himself, Xi Wu breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him and kissed his sideburns.

Su Jiming looked out the window in a daze for a while, completely empty, and walked around the room anxiously for a while. Guilt, sadness, and yet powerlessness.

Xi Wu didn't say anything or do anything, he just kept it in the house, so that Su Jiming's imminent collapse could be soothed.

Unlike Su Jiming's gloomy mood, the sky outside was shining brightly. The sunlight shines through the bamboo leaves dappled into the waterhole on the ground, and the golden light shines and the wind is calm. It's a good day to go to sea.

Xi Wu squinted at the sun and said softly, "Today is the harvest day." ”

Su Jiming was slightly stunned. He almost forgot that today was the day when the barbarians harvested alpine rice, and the high priest should naturally be present in a good harvest season, and if the clansmen encountered any difficulties, Xiwu should also help solve them. However, at this moment, Xiwu is by his side.

Su Jiming hurriedly asked, "Do you want to go back?" ”

Xiwu was supposed to go back last night, but Su Jiming returned drunk, and he couldn't bear to leave, so he stayed for another night.

Su Jiming hesitated for a moment, even though it was difficult for some strongmen, he still begged in a low voice: "Can you stay for two more days?" Wei Qiong granted him leave, and in the next two days, he didn't want to go to the government or see anyone, he just wanted to hide in his room and not be disturbed, but he also wanted someone to accompany him, which made him feel comforted.

Xiwu is very good, when Su Jiming doesn't want to speak, he can be so quiet that he seems to have disappeared; When Su Jiming wanted to talk, he could listen carefully. The most important thing is that with him, Su Jiming will not be too depressed.

Xiwu looked out the window again, and said, "Okay, I'm not leaving." "There are five priests in the clan, and even without him, nothing can go wrong.

Su Jiming stepped forward to hug him, put his arms around his neck and whispered his name: "Xiwu ......"

Xiwu gently patted him on the back.

The day passed quickly, and Su Jiming spent a lot of time empty, and he also had a lot of time to think crankily and think a lot. The death of his grandmother left him with an empty heart, no worries, and it seemed that even his ambition had been greatly weakened. Is it really worth going back to the capital? Go back, what's left there? Trickery and intrigue? If you live for a lifetime, you can't get much, and you can keep even less, so it's better to stay in Huizhou......

Su Jiming didn't eat much for a day, and he didn't allow others to disturb him, and in the evening he asked someone to send a jar of wine, ready to get drunk to relieve his sorrows.

Su Jiming was about to break the wine seal, but was stopped by Xiwu. Xiwu shook his head disapprovingly: "Don't drink it." ”

Su Jiming's wine quantity is poor, and the wine quality is even worse. Drink a little, and he will be flustered, and it is a good time to be taken advantage of. However, if you drink in a drunken posture, you will inevitably hurt yourself if you drink too much. The current Su Jiming is obviously the latter.

Su Jiming pushed Xiwu away and insisted on drinking, but Xiwu stopped him strongly. Su Jiming was in a hurry, and he hugged the wine jar like a scoundrel and refused to let go: "You let me drink, I want to drink, I can't sleep if I don't drink!" ”

Xiwu was not strong with him, he moved his fingers, and a strong wind blew, and he actually lifted the heavy wine jar from Su Jiming's arms. Su Jiming eats soft and not hard, seeing him like this, he was furious and scolded: "You bully people!" Jumping up to reach the wine jar, the two sides fought for a moment, only to hear a loud bang, the wine jar fell to the ground and was smashed, and the wine spilled Su Jiming's body. I don't have to drink the next drop.

Su Jiming's eyes were red, and suddenly the strength of his whole body was drained, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks. The fragments of the wine jar were all over the ground, and he was about to pierce him, Xi Wuyan quickly pulled him, and Su Jiming fell steadily on the chair without being injured at all.

Xi Wu's brows were already wrinkled as if he was tied in a knot, and he went out without saying a word, and it didn't take long to bring back a bucket of hot water for Su Jiming.

Su Jiming felt as if he was sick. Sometimes the whole body is full of strength but there is nowhere to vent, I want to smash everything I see in front of me, and sometimes I feel that I can't use any strength in my body, as if I have been hollowed out.

Xiwu took off his clothes stained with alcohol and carried him into the tub. Su Jiming grabbed the placket of his clothes: "You wash it with me." ”

Xiwu didn't say anything, and didn't hurry to take off the clothes on his body, revealing his beautiful muscles. Su Ji stared at him intently, and reached out obsessively to touch his strong chest. Xiwu was tattooed on his chest and right arm, and the long, straight lines of dark cyan traveled from under his collarbone to his wrists, as if the path of blood and blood appeared on his skin, making him look even more powerful.

Su Jiming leaned in, stretched out his tongue and licked Xiwu's tattoo all the way from his chest to his waist. Xiwu's muscles tensed, and his breathing stagnated.

Su Jiming had silver threads hanging from the corners of his mouth, raised his head and smiled seductively at Xiwu: "Come in." ”

Xi Wu stepped into the bathtub, and before he could sit down, Su Jiming's two slender and white legs couldn't wait to wrap around his waist. He raised his waist and took the initiative to twist his hips and rub Xiwu's already vigorous crotch: "I said...... In. ”

He needed a way to vent, the crazier the better, draining all his energy so that he had no time to grieve, no time to think about it, so that he could get a good night's sleep tonight.

Xiwu's eyes sank. The man's * came quickly, and was so teased by Su Jiming, his * was already raised high, Su Jiming couldn't wait to hold it with his hand, looking for an angle to accommodate it with his body. However, Xi Wu pushed Su Jiming's hand away - if Su Jiming did this, he would definitely be injured.

Su Jiming was impatient, but Xiwu couldn't see the slightest urgency except for the erection x, which made Su Jiming very dissatisfied: "Hurry up, don't rub it off." ”

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The two of them went from the bathtub to the table to the bed, and Su Jiming changed his posture in the past, and in the end, Su Jiming was so tired that he couldn't lift a finger. Xiwu pressed against him, pinched his chin, and bit his lip hard and punitively: "Is it enough?" ”

Su Jiming said weakly: "Enough...... That's enough...... I'm going to be by you......"

Xi Wu wiped the sweat off his forehead for him, re-opened a basin of hot water, hastily wiped the bodies of the two, and hugged Su Jiming to the bed and lay down: "I'm here." ”

Su Jiming responded very softly. Thanks to Xiwu, he no longer has the strength to think about troublesome things, and he can sleep peacefully without drinking.

This sleep did not wake up until nearly noon the next day, except for the backache and buttocks pain, Su Jiming only felt refreshed, much better than the previous day. He lay on the bed and refused to get up, and used his fingers to roam Xiwu's strong chest, tracing his tattoos.

"Where the soul belongs." Su Jiming said softly.

Xiwu once said that the meaning of the tattoos of the barbarians is the place where the soul returns, and they believe that with these tattoos, the wandering soul of a person after death can find a way back to his homeland. Su Jiming pursed his lips: "You can't stay away from Danzhou when you're alive, if you have to return after the lights go out, won't you only be able to stay in one place for the rest of your life?" Don't feel bored? ”

Xi Wu brushed his hair and said softly, "It doesn't matter where you are, it's important to find the person you want to find." ”

Su Jiming didn't like the tattoos of the barbarians in the past, but now when he calms down and looks at them carefully, he feels that the patterns of these tattoos are mysterious and full of temptation, and it seems that he ...... It's pretty good, too. Or, just because it's engraved on Xiwu's body. He kept tracing the lines of the tattoo, and his fingers slid to Xiwu's shoulder, where he saw a tooth mark.

Last night, he was a little crazy, his mouth was extremely ruthless, and he bit out the blood of Xiwu, Xiwu's wound recovered quickly, and now there is still a shallow mark left.

Su Jiming said abruptly: "I'm sorry, I ...... last night" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Every barbarian has a tattoo on his body, and they love tattoos, in addition to the meaning of the soul's home, but also a symbol of the identity of the clan. Each person's tattoo is different, some are the traditional totems of the Barbarian people, and some are their own meanings, such as men and women will add each other's marks to their tattoos after marriage. They have a lot of tattoos on their bodies, some even have tattoos on their faces, and most of them start on their necks.

Su Jiming suddenly thought of a person - Zhang Xiwen.

Since the first time he saw Zhang Xiwen, Zhang Xiwen has been wearing high-necked clothes, covering his neck tightly, and refusing to loosen it even in the most sultry summer months. He said that it was because he had been injured in the neck, but he was not a woman who loved beauty, so why was the injury so unsightly, and he was so sweaty that he refused to show it? Su Jiming didn't have any suspicions before, but now looking at Xiwu's tattoo, he suddenly connected the two together - if Zhang Xiwen was trying to cover up the tattoo, then it would make sense!

Zhang Xiwen is not a timid person, Wei Qiong sent him to himself as a guard, most of the time he was conscientious, only that day when he entered the prison to see Xiwu, he ran faster than himself, and he hid in the tank and did not dare to go out, which was very abnormal. What if the reason was that he was more afraid of being recognized by Xiwu than himself?

And also! Zhang Xiwen once said that his grandmother was a Miao person, and Xiwu's grandmother, the wife of the previous priest, was also a Miao girl!

Su Jiming was shocked by his association. However, there is no reason for him to be suspicious, but he suddenly thought of it, which does not mean anything, and his suspicion is also contrary to what Xi Wu said.

Seeing that Su Jiming was suddenly abnormal, Xi Wu snorted and expressed his doubts.

Su Jiming thought about it further. Wei Qiong first revealed to him that the sacred relics of the Wu Barbarian Clan could bring dry bones to life, and then told him the news of his grandmother's death, was this intentionally leading? Otherwise, why didn't he say it before, but waited until it was brought up with the news of his grandmother's death?

But if this was Wei Qiong's intention, then what was his purpose? It's nothing more than trying to guide yourself to get the barbarian holy relics. Didn't his pearl fool Wei Qiong before? But what Wei Qiong didn't even know about was suspicious? If there is any suspicion, what is the escort of the officers and soldiers sent out of the city? If he didn't have doubts...... Wei Qiong knew so much that it was a bit far-fetched to explain it with a secret letter presented to the royal family by a local official a hundred years ago. But if there was a barbarian by Wei Qiong's side, it was still a barbarian who had infiltrated the Holy Spring......

Su Jiming turned his head sharply and asked, "Your brother, what's your name?" ”

Xi Wu didn't expect Su Jiming to ask this, but he still replied, "Xi Wen." ”

Su Jiming gasped! Xi Wen ...... Zhang Xiwen ...... If that's the case, don't say that the fake pearl can't be hidden from Wei Qiong, wouldn't what he did become a joke in Wei Qiong's eyes?!

Su Jiming jumped out of bed and hurriedly grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, and hurriedly ran out without even putting on his shoes: "I'll go out!" ”。