Chapter 148: Hell and Heaven (6)

Shi Xin wanted to put Zhong Xintong down, but when he saw her crying like a pear blossom, he couldn't bear it, so he could only sigh, caress her back and comfort her gently. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info didn't expect him to be comforted, Zhong Xintong cried more fiercely and hugged him tighter.

Shi Xin had no experience in dealing with this situation in front of him, so he had to wait patiently for Zhong Xintong to cry tired.

After a long time, Zhong Xintong's crying gradually calmed down.

She lifted her tearful face, her eyes full of grief: "You see other ...... in the well Anyone else? ”

Shi Xin was silent, but his sad expression was clearly acknowledging.

To Shi Xin's surprise, Zhong Xintong did not faint from crying again. Her hands were clenched into fists, and Shi Xin could even feel the burning anger in her eyes.

"Chen Xiaozhong! You chimpanzee, even if I cut you with a thousand knives and file your bones and ashes, I can't solve the hatred in my heart! ”

"I want to avenge my dead relatives!" Zhong Xintong hugged Shi Xin tightly, gritted his teeth and said, almost crushing his silver teeth.

"Chen Xiaozhong? Chimpanzee? Shi Xin was a little confused, but his brain was also spinning very fast: "Could it be that the villain who washed Zhongjiazhuang in blood?" ”

Zhong Xintong nodded viciously: "Who else can there be but this bandit who does all kinds of evil?" Kill the whole village and throw my family into the well...... And also...... Kill my Yahuan Lotus ...... Brother Shi...... Woo, woo, woo...... I want revenge! ”

"Bandits?" Shi Xin wondered.

"That's right, the real name of this bandit named chimpanzee is Chen Xiaozhong, and he is the bandit leader of the black wolf cottage on Yuntai Peak, the northern peak of Mount Hua, not far from our village!"

"A copycat version of a bandit chimpanzee?" Shi Xin thought for a while and asked Zhong Xintong, "You already have a grudge?" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhong Xintong's tearful eyes: "How do you know?" ”

Shi Xin said in his heart: "As soon as you see the naked corpse of your maid, you know that it is the poisonous hand of the chimpanzee, which of course means that you have a grudge." But he didn't clarify his inference, and only said lightly: "Guess." ”

"This chimpanzee used to be our family's nursery martial artist, who knew how to do the kung fu of a three-legged cat, and also taught our sisters a few martial arts, and later ......" Zhong Xintong's eyes seemed to be in front of his childhood self and lotus chasing and playing in his own courtyard and in the fields outside the village, and the silver bell-like laughter of the lotus flower echoed in his ears. But at this moment, Lotus, a childhood playmate, is separated from her yin and yang and can never see each other again, and the breakup when she left home turned out to be goodbye! How can this not make her liver and intestines broken? Zhong Xintong cried on Shi Xin's shoulder again, tears soaking his collar.

Of course, Shixin's heart is not made of stone, and she couldn't help but feel pity when she cried like this, and hugged her delicate body tightly. In order to divert Zhong Xintong's attention, he began to use his imagination: "Later, when you grew up and became slim, this copycat version of the chimpanzee had bad thoughts on you? ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhong Xintong's tearful eyes again: "How do you know again?" ”

Shi Xin said in his heart: "This story is quite old-fashioned, I can guess it as soon as I guess it." But he didn't want to point it out, so he continued to "reason": "This chimpanzee must be trying to do something to you, and your father found out and beat him up and drove him out of the door, and the chimpanzee ran to the black wolf cottage of Yuntai Peak in a fit of rage to join the gang as a bandit." ”

This time Zhong Xintong stopped crying, she was obviously calmed by Shi Xin's precise imagination, leaned on his arms and sobbed and nodded: "I heard that this Black Wolf Cottage is the rudder of the White Lotus Sect, and there are a few good players in the village. ”

"Damn, this story is so prosaic!" Shi Xin sighed in his stomach, but the experience of Zhong Xintong's family was really miserable, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

Zhong Xintong didn't realize until this time that Shi Xin was still holding him, and he was happy and distressed at the same time. Sadness seemed to be wiped away from her mind suddenly by an invisible hand, and she only shyly lowered her head, pointed to the big bed in the back room, and motioned for Shi Xin to put herself on the bed.

"This is your old bedroom?" Shi Xin looked at the bed with the pink gauze tent and asked, "How do you look like it's always been inhabited - you see, there's no dust at all...... Shi Xin muttered, "...... Yes, it must be your parents who are reluctant to let you go and miss you all the time, so they order someone to clean your boudoir every day, as if you never left. ”

When Zhong Xintong heard this, he instantly remembered his strict father and mother, remembered the coquettish under his parents' knees on weekdays, and remembered the kind eyes when they stared at him, and couldn't help crying again.

Zhong Xintong's bed is covered with pink summer lotus brocade sheets in the rain, and the corner of the bed is placed with a Huzhou silk quilt with pink butterflies and flowers, and the pair of pink pillows stacked on the silk quilt are embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Shi Xin seemed to see the girl Zhong Xintong sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bandage and a silver needle, embroidering the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the pink pillow towel. Her eyes should be full of longing and hope, and at that time her heart should be imagining the Ruyi Langjun in her dreams - will her Ruyi Langjun be herself?

Shi Xin didn't dare to think about it further, so he put Zhong Xintong on the bed first, and casually removed the quilt and pulled the pillow over to cushion her. As a first-class Chinese medicine practitioner and a Western medicine practitioner who studied in Japan, Shi Xin was a little worried about Zhong Xintong's physical condition, so he took her right hand to diagnose her pulse.

When his fingers touched her delicate skin, he suddenly felt a strange sensation in his heart, which was warm and itchy, and made his heart flutter for a while.

Shi Xin tried his best to control his mind, carefully distinguishing Zhong Xintong's pulse, and the concentration of an inner master like him was definitely outstanding.

Although Zhong Xintong's hands were trembling slightly, obviously excited, Shi Xin could still tell that her body was fine, and the fainting just now was only strongly stimulated. The treatment is also very simple, even without medication, just bed rest or sleep, but can she be at ease?

After diagnosing the pulse, Shi Xin raised his "only remaining fruit" right eye and looked at Zhong Xintong, trying to find out the reason for her excitement - doesn't traditional Chinese medicine pay attention to "looking, smelling, asking, and cutting"? While "looking", he was still "asking": "This pillow towel is so beautifully embroidered, you embroidered it before, right?" ”

Who knew that this "question" just woke up Zhong Xintong, and reminded her of her girlhood when she sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bandage and a silver needle in her hand, embroidering the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the pink pillow scarf, and looking forward to the future Ruyi Langjun in her heart - the Shixin in front of her can indeed be regarded as her own Ruyi Langjun, but can she finally win from the competition with Qi Bing and Mu Yulu and become the other half of Shixin? (To be continued.) )