Wen Sheng didn't react, still thinking: "Where did the water come from......

In fact, it's not painful, it's just tired, it's tiredness that goes deep into the bone marrow, and I just want to sleep deeply.

But there is a person who always chatters in her ear, telling her to be uneasy.

“…… Don't go, don't give up, Gu Wensheng, I won't help you pass the word,...... I'll take you to Nanchong, let's go to Nanchong and find Yan Bai to save your life! ”

"Live well, don't vent your breath, and when you die, there will be nothing left......"

"Gu Wensheng, open your eyes, hold on a little longer, your injuries are not serious, I have seen anything worse than this, just survive it, let's live together, live for another hundred years, and wait for those who have harmed you, the people you hate, and you are still alive and well, that is the real win, what do you want, where you want to go, I will accompany you......"

Wen Sheng really didn't expect that Wang Shisan would have such a big obsession with "living".

Or rather, whether she is alive or not has become so important.

She is a person who has died once, and she doesn't know how to borrow the corpse to resurrect her soul, and she has more experience in this life.

She learned the piano hungrily because she really liked it, and in her previous life, she didn't realize that it was a great pity to miss it.

She tried hard to change the status quo because she couldn't bear to see the people of Daliang scattered and miserable in the war.

But deep in Wen Sheng's heart, there is no feeling that this life is actually picked up for nothing.

Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, whether laughing or sad, is in a trance.

Until this time of life and death, persistence and giving up are only a thought. Wen Sheng was sometimes sober and sometimes nonsensical, and when she was sober, she couldn't resist the influence of the voice in her ear, and thought intermittently: "He's right." I'm going to live, hold on to it...... As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, you should not give it up. ”

As for who "he" is, Wen Sheng sometimes knows, sometimes he can't remember.

All she knew was that there was someone around her who knew where she was coming from and who she was. It made her very relaxed.

When Wen Sheng was well, he could feel the man holding his hand tightly or talking to her with his cheek.

He pleaded: "Gu Wensheng, you live." Isn't there anything in this world that makes you have a little nostalgia, Zhong Tianzheng? He also came to find Yan Bai, that kid shot you with an arrow, won't you get revenge? Please, cheer yourself up. Just keep going. Uncle will be a cow and a horse for you for the rest of your life. ”

Wen Sheng struggled to move, wanting to say, "I heard it, don't be a debt", but there seemed to be a mountain pressing on his eyelids.

Her nose was inexplicably sour, her eyes were astringent, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

The man didn't react for a while, and raised his hand to touch his face, only to realize that it was Wen Sheng's tears. Hurriedly wiped it off for her.

“…… Don't cry, okay. Okay, it's okay, you can live a long life, and you have been tormenting people like this. ”

Wen Sheng cried once, and his body and mind were much more comfortable, but he was still groggy and did not wake up.

I don't know how long this state lasted, until she really had consciousness and consciousness, but Wang Shisan didn't know what to pour into her mouth, and as a result, she accidentally choked and woke her up.

Wen Sheng coughed and opened his eyes, his eyes were still filled with tears, and everything he saw was hazy.

Seeing the figure in front of him shaking, Wang Shisan's face leaned over for the first time, and heard him say happily: "But wake up, oh auntie, I knew that this method was easy to use, and I would have choked you." ”

…… I really want to hit him.

It's a pity that I can't pneumote it.

Wen Sheng watched his facial features gradually become clear in his eyes, remembered the fight on the moon platform, and was sure that he was still alive, and he couldn't die for about a while.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but the stubble on Wang Shisan's chin came out.

He had not rested for about the whole time, his face was not very good, and he was haggard, such a big man, staring at himself nervously, looking a little pitiful.

Wen Sheng felt that he was sick, and his heart softened into marshmallows.

Her throat and eyes were still sweet, she looked at Wang Shisan, smiled slightly, and said loudly: "What did you give me to drink?" ”

The voice was very small, but fortunately, Wang 13 understood her lips.

"Moon worship pulp. Over there in Yinyue Village, you've been drinking this for the past two days, otherwise how can you save your life. ”

It turns out that this is the case, the moon worship fruit pulp in Silvermoon Village has a miraculous effect of restoring physical strength, which can offset the huge consumption of her battle.

Wen Sheng still remembered that she fell down from exhaustion on the moon platform, and Wang 13 followed and told her to open her mouth, pry open her teeth and feed her something, thinking that the people of Yinyue Village were snatched by him before they had time to drink.

He reacted quickly.

Or maybe it's always in mind.

In an instant, Wen Sheng had a lot of words coming up, and there were many questions he wanted to ask Wang Shisan, for example, how long had she been asleep, and when was it now? Or where are they now?

Of course, the most important thing is, what was the result of the battle of the moon platform, did they win it?

However, she had just recovered, and said that she was too tired, and that the dust had settled anyway, and it would not be too late to ask later.

Besides, looking at Wang 13 like this, if she can get the baby of Yinyue Village to give her a new life, the result should be good.

Wen Sheng simply relaxed, looked back at Wang Shisan, and said softly: "I'm much better, thanks to you this time." ”

"It's good to know, in order to save you, the thirteenth master almost sold himself, hurry up and raise a good one, I will take you to Nanchong to treat your injuries, and when you are so good, come back to be a cow and a horse, and repay the uncle for saving his life."

Wen Sheng blinked, when a cow is a horse, how can this word be so familiar, as if he has heard it before.

Wang 13 couldn't control his mouth as soon as he got proud, this is all an old problem, if he wanted to change it in the past, Wen Sheng never suffered a loss, either turning around and sarcastically mocking him, or laughing at him teasingly, so in fact, in the end, Wang 13 still humiliated himself a lot.

He is still like a moth to a fire, and he is happy to do this.

But this time it was weird, Wen Sheng just smiled when he heard it. Answer: "Okay." ”

Wang 13 was stunned, hey, this is too uncomfortable. He subconsciously touched Wen Sheng's face: "You don't have a fever, are you, are you really awake?" ”

Reaching out, it was just a matter of habit, and Wang 13 didn't mean anything else at first.

For several days, when it was the hardest, he held her in his arms and saw that she was not alive at all. Face to face, she is hot, but she is cold. His breath was shallow, and he wanted to send all his hot blood into her body.

But as far as Wen Sheng is concerned, try to touch your forehead if you don't have a fever, and the action of touching your cheek itself is indescribably intimate.

It was she who dodged it subconsciously.

Wang Shisan's rough palm rubbed her earlobe and touched her neck.

As soon as he realized the "miss". Immediately it was like it was burned. He retracted his claws, and not only that, but also removed his eyes elsewhere.

Wen Sheng's face also turned red, and she stopped, and she spoke: "Thirteen, you ......"

Wang Thirteen visibly pricked up his ears.

But Wen Sheng was halfway through her words, and she didn't say any more, she stopped.

Wang 13 looked back at her with questions.

Bite one's tongue? Sell off?

Neither. Wen Sheng came to his lips and changed his mind. She looked at Wang Thirteen with soft eyes. Changed the subject: "Tell me, how's the situation?" How could Silvermoon Village give you so much moon-worshipping pulp? ”

After saying such a long sentence, she was a little tired, closed her eyes and recuperated, listening to Wang Shisan's talk about what had happened in the two villages in the past few days when she was ill.

At this time, four days and nights have passed since the battle of the moon platform.

At that time, Wen Sheng played a song "Tanhua" with a bamboo flute on the moon worship platform, and the "warriors" who were fighting in the two villages knew that it was wrong, but they could not resist the sleepiness, and they lay down on the platform one after another and fell into the black sweet township.

Not only did the "goddess" Zen Li on the opposite side fall asleep, but in the end, even Meng Gray Yu and Lijiang Mingxi on the side of Chiyue Village were not spared.

The only ones who remained awake on the stage were Wang 13 and a few who were hit hard.

Like the middle-aged man with the latte fork, it's not that he doesn't want to sleep, he is so sleepy that he yawns all day, tears flow out, but the knife wound on his waist is too serious, and he hasn't had time to bandage it, and he keeps bleeding out, and he wakes up in pain when he falls asleep in a daze, and wakes up in pain when he falls asleep, and so on.

Wang 13 was also injured, but among the more than 20 people, only he was still standing, and the victory or defeat was clear at a glance.

Wang Shisan couldn't care about that, he grabbed it and picked up the small porcelain bottle that the man had dropped, and shouted loudly in the direction of Gen Mountain, the village chief of Yinyue Village: "You lost." Admit defeat quickly, Lao Tzu counted three numbers, dared not admit defeat, one by one, all of them were slaughtered. ”

As he was shouting, he had already turned around and picked up Wen Sheng, and fed her the stolen moon-worshipping fruit syrup to drink.

Gen Shan couldn't understand Da Liang's words, so the man with the iron fork was afraid that Wang Thirteen would poison him, so he hurriedly admitted defeat loudly.

There was a faint noise and cheers around the valley, the sound was not loud, it was hesitant, and it sounded timid.

Many of the people watching the battle were affected by the unfortunate choice of position, and they were also drowsy at this time, and besides, Wen Sheng's methods were unheard of by everyone, and they saw a piece lying down on the stage, who knew that they were asleep in such a situation, and the result was uncertain.

Everyone watching the battle hesitated for a while and did not dare to surround them, and no one went to wake up Meng Shenyu and Lijiang Mingxi.

As soon as Wen Sheng's flute stopped, he quickly regained consciousness, bandaged his wounds, and took some effort to wake up his three companions, and gathered around Wang 13 and Wen Sheng.

Wang Shisan was worried about Wen Sheng's life and death, and when these people didn't admit defeat and had to fight again, they suddenly raised their heads, their eyes showed a fierce light, and the four of them were startled.

The man who made the stick was the first to express his kindness, took out the moon worship fruit syrup that he had time to drink in the future and handed it over.

Wang Thirteen took it in his hand, and sure enough, it was like a wild beast being appeased, and he looked less irritable.

The other two had a follow-up and hurriedly followed.

The man who made the stick said tentatively: "Young Master Lu, we called you just now, you admit it, you are really the son of Lord Lu Hong?" ”

The other said: "Yes, you also said that the flood washed the Dragon King Temple or something, and several of us were all following your second uncle at the beginning." ”

Wang 13 "hummed" and said: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart." Who is Lu Hongda? Lao Tzu saw that you were close, and responded casually. ”

The people looked at each other, disappointed in their eyes, and a look of "sure enough".

One of them said unwillingly: "How come? You and Lu Ye are like carved out of the same mold, they look so similar, and their age is right. ”

Wang Shisan was upset, on the one hand, he felt that the people in front of him were about the people who really knew him and knew his life experience, and most importantly, he didn't have the heart to listen to these now.

The four of them had a high status in Yinyue Village, and they briefly discussed a few words with each other, and without the consent of Gen Shan, they sent an invitation to Wang Shisan.

At this time, the sleeping people were awakened one after another, and the moon worship platform was crowded with people.

Seeing Wen Sheng's situation, Lijiang Mingxi vaguely said that they would abide by the agreement, and did not want Wang Shisan to take the "goddess" to Yinyue Village to die.

Wang 13 doesn't care if the old guy is willing or not, whether the other party wants to harm him, or if he has ulterior motives, as long as he is willing to provide their moon worship fruit syrup to save Wen Sheng's life, he will not hesitate at this juncture.

Yinyue Village was a little closer to the moon worship platform, he held Wen Sheng, followed those people, and walked for more than an hour to come here.

For four days, Wang 13 was afraid that Wen Sheng would die, so he kept guarding her sleeplessly.

Wen Sheng's expression became a little complicated after listening to him, and said, "I'm much better, you can rest too." Nourish your spirits, I'm afraid there will be trouble next. ”

She thought that she was quite accurate, and the four people beside the moon platform were aimed at Wang Thirteen, and she also paid special attention to it.

They all have fierce expressions, and they talk and behave with a gangster, no matter how you look at them, they look like people who "don't cultivate good fruits in their lives".

They had already seen Wang Shisan's familiarity and guessed what Young Master Lu he was, but they didn't show mercy to his subordinates, so it can be seen that they didn't take this old man's son seriously in their hearts.

However, Wang Shisan didn't care about conspiracy and calculation, how many years earlier, he rolled on the tip of the knife, and when he saw Wen Sheng's eyes with a sad look, he comforted her: "Don't worry, keep it in peace, with me." I don't care who Lu Hongda is, the soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, what is there to be afraid of. ”

Wen Sheng's condition improved, and those people soon learned the news and came to the door.

They invited Wang 13 out alone, closed the door and talked for a long time.

Wang Shisan's face was as usual, and he sent the four of them away, and came back and said to Wen Sheng: "Prepare and prepare, let's set off in a while, and take 'Yupan Yunshui' to Nanchong." ”

"Why is 'Yupan Yunshui' still in the hands of Yinyue Village?"

"Say we're going to send us away and hand it over. Don't worry, you and I will be in anyone's hands anyway. ”

"Is it just the two of us, who else is going with us?"

Wang 13 paused: "The four of them also went with them just now, as well as the old witch." ”

He was afraid that Wen Sheng would think too much, so he said: "I said it just now, they have a way, go directly to the capital in Nanchong, and live in the house of the officials and nobles, and it is easy to see the doctor Ling Yanbai." ”

He scratched his head: "Lu Hongda turned out to be the biggest smuggler on Nanchong's side. I have a sense of proportion in his business. You can rest assured. (To be continued......)