Chapter 16: Shot
"Before anyone notices, you leave as soon as possible." The lonely look is too pure-hearted, without the slightest pity, it is indifference that has nothing to do with himself, this is probably a monk who sees through the red dust, and his joy and anger are invisible. I was a little disappointed, after a few days with him, he didn't care about my life at all.
"If you want her to live, you'd better let me leave smoothly, I will never survive with my sword."
Bai Yi is really, in order to bluff Tranquility, he has to say such things, and he doesn't want Tranquility to not give an inch: "You are not my opponent." β
As soon as the words fell, a stone struck Bai Yi at a flying speed, I was so close to him, the stone hit the tiger's mouth in his sword-holding hand accurately, and before the stone landed, the sword in his hand had fallen uncontrollably.
Bai Yi was shocked: "I underestimated you." β
He picked up the sword on the ground and flew forward, he knew very well that he was entangled by people like Silence, and the longer he dragged it on, the more difficult it would be to leave, only to cut through the chaos with a quick knife, and strive to kill Silence in the shortest possible time, and there was no room for error.
I never knew that Lonely Ran was so deeply hidden, he was thin, like a weak scholar, but when Bai Yi attacked him, he could always avoid it at the last moment, and his moves were as calm as flowing water, and after dozens of moves, Bai Yi couldn't get close to him, let alone stab him.
He was dressed in a plain white robe, so clean that he was not like a mortal, and he shook his palm elegantly to fight back, turning around to dodge, like an immortal.
Hunting cold wind lifted the hem of his robe, he didn't want to continue to fight with Bai Yi, the hand hidden in the wide sleeve secretly lifted his breath, he was fierce and not angry, I couldn't help but exclaim: "Be careful!" β
It's too late. Bai Yi was hit in the chest by a palm, his face turned pale suddenly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, he was seriously injured, and he had to kneel on one leg, and he could only support the whole person with his sword, and he was immediately defeated. He wiped the corners of his mouth, and wanted to fight again, my heart was in a hurry, and I was so anxious that I slapped a heavy hand, although I couldn't kill him for a moment, but if I continued to fight like this, he would probably die of exhaustion.
Bai Yi is alive, which means that I am still alive. Li Xuan can't wait for me, at least he won't worry about me when he sees Bai Yi retreating all over. If I don't save him, how can I be worthy of Li Xuan's trust in him?
I didn't care about my neck that was still oozing blood, and ran up desperately and rushed between the two of them: "Let him go-" I pleaded softly, my voice became hoarse and ugly, and I opened my arms to block in front of Bai Yi: "Let him go, I will stay." β
I just thought it was funny, I was afraid that the abbot would blame him for his inability to stop me from being taken away, and I was still worried that the abbot would embarrass him after I left, so he killed himself in exchange for his stay.
This is not surprising, Dugu Hao is a proud person, why can't Lonely be a cold-faced man? It's because I'm too naΓ―ve to think that it's nothing more than a coincidence that I met Lonely, who looks so similar to Dugu Hao.
Even when I met Dugu Hao, I am afraid that it was carefully designed, but after Xiaoye's death, I let me see Bihe, who looks like Xiaoye, in Qinzhou, now that I think about it, what a coincidence.
Seeing that I had risked my life, he had already guessed that Bai Yi was not an ordinary assassin, and an assassin would not let me put down my dignity to defend it, so he said coldly: "You can do it yourself." β
He was still indifferent, my heart became cold inch by inch, and I knew that it was impossible to get out today, so I only turned my head and said to Bai Yi with hazy tears in my eyes: "You go back and tell him that I will do my best to protect myself, please wait for me with peace of mind, and I will meet him one day." β
When did I burst into tears, the scene in front of me became blurred, and my heart was infinitely sad, I just want to stay with Li Xuan until I grow old, why is it so difficult?
Bai Yi glanced at me apologetically, and left with his sword unwillingly, but fortunately, he was willing to listen to me and didn't act rashly.
I turned to smile at Lonely: "For the position of Qi Ao's city lord, Dugu Hao wandered around the flower street and willow lane, collecting all kinds of information that may come in handy, he estimated that he had long been accustomed to playing on the scene, what about you, what are you willing to hide as a monk in Qinglu Temple?" If you want to succeed, how can a small Qinglu Temple trap you? β
He looked at me coldly, his peach blossom eyes were raised, and he said in a very light tone: "Why should the donor think like this, make himself uncomfortable in vain?" β
I was stunned: "Only I am a fool who thinks he has even the slightest bit of sincerity for me." β
When I first came to Qinzhou, he told me honestly, and then he indulged me freely, protected me with his life on the path outside the city gate, Wenxiang Pavilion helped me in time, and took care of Qinglu Mountain, in the end, just to trap me, he was still the man with a cold face at the beginning, and he had not changed, it was just my expectation.
The wound on my neck was extremely painful, stimulating my nerves, producing a burst of dizziness, my face was white for a moment, my body shook, I had fallen forward, and fell into the arms of Silent Ran impartially, the blood flowed down and stained his white monk's robe, a little red, before I lost consciousness, I heard him sigh: "Why are you suffering?" β
On the one hand, he lost too much blood and was physically exhausted, and on the other hand, he blocked his way, bought more time for Bai Yi, and let him go as far as possible, I knew that as long as he caught up, Bai Yi was not his opponent. If he was just an ordinary monk, he wouldn't kill Bai Yi, but he was ordered by a cold-faced man, and I couldn't afford it.
I finally fainted in a haggard state.
Lonely carried me to the house and put me on the couch, just as Changkong brought the food, he entered the door with a smile on his face, and shouted before he saw it: "Donor, there is your favorite tender tofu in today's meal-" What he saw made him stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to do. He has been in Qinglu Temple since he was a child, abiding by the rules, and he has never seen this kind of scene, and the picture of holding me up is very ambiguous, and he stammered: "Silence - uncle, little - little boy he-"
Lonely looked indifferent: "What are you doing in a daze?" Why don't you go get gauze and wound medicine? β
"Oh-" Changkong quickly dropped the food box and ran out, and when he came back, he held a bamboo medicine box in his hand, he put the medicine box at his feet, and whispered: "Uncle Shi, my little nephew is going to fetch a basin of water." β
Nodding silently, he sprinkled the medicine powder evenly on the gauze, the placket of the monk's robe was slightly tight, inconvenient to take the medicine, he gently untied my robe, so that my injured skin was completely exposed, wrapped the gauze around the wound on my neck, and approached with water in the sky, bowed his head embarrassedly, blushed shamefully, and stood on one side with a look.
After giving me the medicine, he took a soft blanket and put it over me, wrung out the handkerchief soaked in the basin of water, and wiped the tears from my face, slowly and gently, like wiping a fine piece of porcelain. Changkong couldn't help but be suspicious, and finally didn't dare to ask, Uncle Lonely Uncle's pure heart and lack of desire are well-known in the temple, it is rare to see him take care of others so carefully, maybe the little boy looks so pitiful to me, Uncle Shi is kind, I can't bear to leave him alone.
Silence then washed his hands, turned and left, returning with a clean monk's robe. He said lightly to Changkong: "Changkong, go and get my futon and put it in the wing next door." β