Chapter Ninety-Seven
I didn't want to eat any more, so I got up and went back to my room, and when I entered the room, I sat down at the round table, drinking hot water desperately to drain the heat while waiting for the North Wood to come back.
As Fuyou said, he returned late, and the next day, when the sky was bright, he came back.
He pushed the door very lightly, but I, who was lying on the table and falling asleep, still woke up immediately, raised my head, and looked at him.
He also looked at me with helplessness and distress in his eyes.
"Why doesn't Madame sleep on the couch?" He asked, walked up to my side, stretched out his hand, and helped me to the bed.
"Where did you go last night?" I asked, taking a closer look at the Stygian Forest.
The clothes of the underworld were not wet at all, and it was still raining heavily, I thought, the underworld should have rested somewhere last night?
It's just that the river temple in the mountain hasn't been built yet, where did he go?
"It's just an overnight stay in the mountains." After Beilin finished speaking, he hugged me, and this intimate little gesture made me smell his breath clearly.
This is fat powder, it should be potpourri, and I don't use sachets at all.
"You were alone in the mountains last night?" I asked casually as I walked towards the bed.
"Hmm." Stygian Beilin replied almost without thinking.
The look in my eyes immediately darkened, and I felt even more uneasy at the thought of floating today's evasive attitude.
Isn't Bei Lin Mo staying with any woman? Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to rub such a strong fragrance on his body.
"Impossible." My mouth immediately muttered.
I know that he won't mess around behind my back, and if he really has any thoughts, he should just tell me honestly.
Then the matter became even more confusing, and I sat on the edge of the bed in a trance, and Mingbeilin leaned over to take off my shoes for me.
"You last night?" As soon as I opened my mouth, there was the sound of rustling footsteps outside the door.
"Who?" Stygian Beilin turned his head suddenly.
"Childe, I'm floating, I heard that you're back, and I invite you to take a look at Hongtu's room." Outside the door was the sound of floating.
When Ming Beilin heard Fuyou say this, he didn't ask a word, and said to me directly: "Madam, you rest, I'll go back as soon as I go." ”
After he finished speaking, he strode towards the door of the house, and I watched him come out of the house, worried, thinking that he was in such a hurry to find the North Lin, but I was afraid that something had happened to Hongtu.
Thinking so, he hurriedly put on his shoes and followed.
When I pushed open the door, I happened to see Floating and Stygian talking as they walked around the corridor.
"Did you say anything to Madame?" Stygian is "accountable" floating.
"Childe, the conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't say anything, but you, Childe?" The floater looked a little worried.
"You don't need to worry about the affairs of this god-king." Beilin replied lightly.
And when I was floating on the side of the face to look at the North Lin, the afterglow of my gaze swept to me.
So, he hurriedly coughed slightly.
Beilin stopped and turned around.
"Didn't you let you rest in the house? Why did you follow? After he finished speaking, he walked up to me, and took off his robe very intimately, and draped it over my body.
"What's the matter, can't you tell me?" I stared at the North Moon, my face serious.
Seeing that I was so serious, Beilin smiled at me: "Madam, it's not a big deal, it's just a trivial matter about building a temple. ”
"Then why can't you tell me?" My brows furrowed immediately, and I felt that Ming Beilin's words were fooling me.
Ming Beilin raised his hand, gently stroked my long hair, and said softly: "Madame can't trust me like this?" I said I'd tell you everything when the temple was built. ”
"Tell me now, and tell me later, what's the difference?" I still don't give up.
"Yes, what's the difference? Why do you have to know now, ma'am? The smile on his face gradually faded, and his face became a little solemn.
"Eh, Xiyan, let's go and take a look at the grand plan, that little ancestor, he screamed last night, as if he said that his stomach hurts." Standing on the side, seeing that the more we talked between the two of us, the more solemn the atmosphere became, and hurriedly opened his mouth to play a round.
"Let's go, let's go, don't be stunned." After floating, he took my arm and walked towards the room where Hongtu was.
Beilin followed behind us, and never said a word again, until we reached the door of Hongtu's room.
When I opened the door, I saw that all the tables and chairs in the room had been overturned to the ground, even the bed had collapsed, and the curtain had fallen to the ground.
"Tutu?" I opened my mouth and the room was silent.
Stygian reached out and pulled me to his side.
Floater walked straight in the direction of the collapsed bed, and under the curtain, a high raised corner, vaguely looked like a human figure.
"Little Ancestor? You okay? Floating asked softly as he crouched down.
He stretched out his hand and prepared to lift the veil.
"Uh-uh, uh-uh!"
As a result, there was a strange sound under the curtain, and this voice, as if a breath was coming out of the throat, was extremely uncomfortable to hear.
"Get out of the way." Beilin motioned to float and walked away.
Floating's raised hand was then retracted, and then turned sideways.
As soon as Beilin's hand was raised, the curtains flew to one side, and then I saw a small figure shrinking in the corner of the wall.
His body trembled slightly, and his mouth kept whimpering.
At the moment, I was burying my head, as if it was in pain.
"Tutu?" Seeing this, I hurriedly opened my mouth and called him again.
He didn't say anything in response, and Beilin approached him half a step again, and Hongtu only curled up and "trembled".
It wasn't until the Stygian Beilin stood in front of him that he suddenly, "provoked", bared his teeth, and jumped up suddenly, about to pounce towards the Stygian Beilin.
As a result, he was pressed against the wall by Ming Beilin, unable to move.
But even if he couldn't move, Hongtu's mouth still whined, like a beast out of control.
"Husband, what's wrong with Hongtu?" I looked sideways and took a closer look at Hongtu's complexion.
His face was slightly blue, his lips were purple, and his eyes were glowing red, which was terrifying.
"It's nothing, it's just that I devoured too many yin things in one go, and now I can't consume it, and the yin qi enters the body, so it's like this, and when the yin qi is exhausted, it will be fine." After Beilin finished speaking, he put his other hand on the top of Hongtu's head, and then, a stream of black qi poured out of Hongtu's body, all of which poured into Beilin's palm.