During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and the sky had just begun to turn white, and the bright moon had already woken up from her sleep, tossing and turning.

Since it was difficult to sleep, Mingyue simply got up from the bed, put on a dark coarse cloth coat and sat in front of the bronze mirror and began to comb her hair. The woman in the mirror is less than thirty years old, but she already has deep and shallow fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and even Mingyue saw a white hair.

This wasn't her first gray hair, and she couldn't remember how many she'd pulled out in the last five years, but today she didn't want to. A simple headband tied her combed hair behind her, and she picked up the small basket she had packed last night and pushed open the door.

The drizzle outside the window dyed the green trees with the first buds into a dark green ink style. Mingyue walked out of the village with an oil-paper umbrella and then went up the hill along the path, only to see a small dirt bag, on which some weeds had grown.

The oil-paper umbrella was put away and stood far away under the tree, Mingyue's eyes were full of tenderness, and she first used a small sickle to clean up the weeds on the grave, and then took out a coarse cloth and began to wipe the tombstone, "I'm really sorry, I didn't come to see you when I wasn't in good health a few days ago, and as a result, the weeds grew." ”

Incense, offerings, paper burning, paper pressing, and so on until the bright moon did all this unhurriedly, the sky was already very bright, although the rain did not stop.

"Then I'll go back." Mingyue made another move, "The weather is bad today, but I still have to go back and wash the clothes, and there is no way to pile up clothes in the wet season." ”

Mingyue has been living alone for five years, mainly relying on the one acre and three minutes behind her house to support herself.

But when she walked to the door of her yard, she saw that the door that should have been closed was pushed open, and the humid air was mixed with the smell of blood.

The bleeding man fell straight down the doorway, looking like he pushed the door, and then lay there on his side. The clothes that were supposed to be light-colored were stained red with blood oozing from the huge wound on his back. This person had not yet lost consciousness, panting in his mouth, and at this moment, seeing Mingyue looking at him vigilantly, he raised his head with some difficulty, "Trouble you...... Help me. ”

The young man looked like he had just made the crown salute, which made Mingyue, who originally wanted to reach out to help him directly, have some concern in his heart, but after thinking for a while, he took a step and exited the room, "Your injury is too serious for me to handle, and men and women can't kiss each other." Wait a minute, I'll go find Mr. Thistle. ”

After Mingyue closed the door of the house, she hurried to the center of the village without even opening an umbrella. When she panted and knocked on the door of Ji Zixun's house, he was sitting at the table drinking tea and reading, "Mr. Ji, someone is injured and has shed a lot of blood. ”

Ji Zixun had already started to use a wheelchair at this time, and although the wheelchair was cumbersome to push, it was better than walking slowly with a club. When he saw the person who was unconscious in Mingyue's house, his eyes were full of surprise, "Why is he here?" "Remember the →m.\B\iq\u\g\\o\m for you to read the novel in a second.

"Does Mr. Thistle know him?" Mingyue was a little surprised, but saw Ji Zixun shaking his head, "I've seen people from their clan before, but he hasn't seen them." ”

Mingyue nodded: Although this man looks ordinary, he has fair skin that is completely different from the men in the village, and at first glance, this person should be raised by a big family.

Ji Zixun helped the person onto the only bed in Mingyue's house, and then took off his upper clothes, revealing the two-foot-long wound on his back. Because the wound is so deep, the skin on both sides has a tendency to turn up.

Mingyue was frightened just by looking at it. Ji Zixun looked at her flustered eyes and handed her the bloody clothes, "You go and deal with the bloodstains, and by the way, boil another pot of hot water, I will treat his wounds." ”

Mingyue took the clothes, her fingers touching the soft fabric, thinking that although the length of the tear was large, she could still wear it if she sewed it.

When the man woke up from his coma, he found that his body had been bandaged, and on the side of his head, he saw thistle training who was closing his eyes and recuperating. The other party was obviously disturbed by his own movements, his eyes opened, and a pair of vertical pupils with red light slammed into his eyes.

The man's mouth was slightly open: they didn't expect to run into their own kind.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you." Ji Zixun's vertical pupils have changed back to ordinary people's pupils, "But I'm curious, this is not only the human world, but also more than 10,000 miles away from Shizhi Mountain, how did you get here?" ”

Meng Lun shook his head. The rule of the clan is to split all people and aliens, and he was very good at hiding, but this time he didn't know what was going on, so he was caught in the mountains and tied him in a carriage and transported south. Although he managed to escape halfway, he was still seriously injured in the back by the pursuers.

He didn't expect that the hiding place he found casually would be found so easily, and the person in front of him should have recognized him.

"Hurt in the back and have a bad throat?" Ji Zixun saw that he just shook his head or nodded, his eyebrows were raised, and his face was dissatisfied, "It's also a person who can transform into shape, didn't your parents tell you to be polite?" ”

"I'm sorry senior." Meng Lun spoke with difficulty, his voice was a little hoarse due to not speaking or drinking water for a long time, "The junior is just a little scared......"

"Name."

"Meng Lun."

Ji Zixun nodded, "Good name." It's not convenient for me to move your position in your current state, so I'll keep it at Mingyue's house. If you have any questions or are uncomfortable, you can let her come to me. Seeing that his eyes were visibly empty, he knew that the boy did not understand who he was talking about, "The owner of this house, the woman you saw before she fell unconscious." ”

Although widows can remarry in this era, Mingyue has a good relationship with her deceased husband. You have been careful not to affect her reputation in her house for a few days. ”

Meng Lun followed Ji Zixun's gaze, there was a tablet on a neat and clean small table by the window, and there were a few loquat in front of it.

"Also, don't let others know that you are Meng Ji." Ji Zixun told Meng Lun meaningfully, "You don't have any spiritual power to help people make their dreams come true in your current state, so don't think about repaying your life-saving benefactor." Don't interfere in the lives of mortals, the best reward for her. ”

It has long been rumored that there is an animal in the mountains of the north full of jade and jade that can grant people's wishes. And Ji Cheng knew that they could indeed realize people's dreams to a certain extent, but they only used their spiritual power and the talent to dream. Because you can fall into dreams, you know what others want, so you can make what you want in your dreams come true to a certain extent.

It sounds against the sky, but in fact it is limited in ability, but it still pushes them into the abyss by greedy people.

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