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We made sure that there was nothing unusual around, so we returned to the broken house, Feng Qingyu was wandering back and forth in the broken house, and when he saw us coming in, he immediately looked at us.

"What's the matter? Why did they all run out? Feng Qingyu asked suspiciously.

"Just now, it seems that Hu Hongtian has appeared again." After I finished speaking, I looked at Gu Shaoting and found that Gu Shaoting's sleeves had obvious traces of being torn.

"You fought him? Are there any injuries? "Then I'll check it out for him.

But he turned to one side and said, "I'm not a living thing, so why do you say "hurt"? ”

Gu Shaoting said, his eyes drifting into the dark night outside the window.

"But?" I looked at him, his face was gloomy, probably because he didn't catch Hu Hongtian, so he was a little depressed.

"Then we'll have to change my clothes." After I finished speaking, I glanced at the clothes that were spread under Yin Zhen's body, found one at random, and asked Gu Shaoting to change into it.

Gu Shaoting was reluctant to change, but seeing that I insisted on letting him change, he could only agree.

In the corridor outside, I changed into a white robe.

When entering the house, Feng Qingyu also joked: "It's really a person who relies on clothes, a horse relies on a saddle, and when you change your clothes, it's like changing a person." ”

Gu Shaoting didn't speak, still just kept his eyes calm.

"Mortal men, are they all like the dragon king, not smiling?" Feng Qingyu looked at Gu Shaoting, and then asked me.

"Don't mention Longjun here." Before I could speak, Yun Niang on the side reminded me.

When Feng Qingyu heard this, she sat down silently, yawned, leaned against the wall, and quickly fell asleep again.

And Yun Niang and I, as well as Gu Shaoting, have their own thoughts, and they all ponder.

I don't know what they're thinking, but I'm thinking, that pool of blood, even if it is washed away by the rain, is still bright red, that is to say, that amount of blood should be enough for a person to die, but there are no fewer disciples in the Demon Slayer Pavilion, will it be someone from the Demon Slayer Pavilion who died?

Is it Jiang Mian them? My heart instantly lifted.

"The door, it's locked, they should be fine." Gu Shaoting had already guessed from my expression that I was thinking about something.

"Who died then?" I asked nervously.

"Anzhi, you don't have to be so nervous, maybe it's just this beast in the mountains that died." Yun Niang comforted me and pulled me to the side of the bench to sit down.

"Beasts? But the blood of a beast smells completely different from the blood of a man? I still wanted to say more, but I saw that Yun Niang had closed her eyes.

And in the corridor outside, there were already disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion patrolling the night.

Presumably Yun Niang is afraid of talking about it anymore, and being heard by people outside will inevitably cause panic.

So, I also closed my eyes and rested, and fell asleep twice in a chaotic way, both because of the dream that appeared in the headless Hu Hongtian, and then I woke up again.

When he woke up for the second time, the sky outside had turned gray, and Gu Shaoting stood upright by the broken window all night.

"Shaoting?" I opened my mouth and screamed.

Gu Shaoting turned his head and looked at me.

"Don't worry, sooner or later you'll catch him." I said to Gu Shaoting.

Gu Shaoting lowered his eyes, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to me.

"It's going to be a big mess."

Before I could ask what the mess would be, Yin Zhen on the bed woke up, and his face was even paler today.

After waking up, I struggled several times, but I couldn't sit up.

Yun Niang, who was sitting next to me, immediately opened her eyes as soon as she heard Yin Zhen's movement.

Her eyes were still clear, not a little chaotic, and I had the illusion that she had just closed her eyes and not fallen asleep all night last night.

Yun Niang got up, took apart the gauze on Yin Zhen's body, and reapplied the medicine, Yin Zhen became very calm this time, no struggle, no miserable screams, but she bit her lip and bled out.

And, after changing the medicine, he asked me to give him some fat powder.

Yesterday's makeup had already been sparked by his cold sweat, so I wiped his face, then applied grease and powder, and painted his eyebrows and red lips.

He just stared straight at my face all the time.

He whispered, "If so, how good would it be if I was born a woman?" Perhaps, my brother will really like me. ”

After speaking, the corners of his mouth raised a slightly lonely smile, and it was at this time that I could see a simple and sincere emotion in Yin Zhen's eyes.

When he finished his makeup, his eyes were full of cunning again.

I saw him get up, put his hands behind his back, and walk very steadily step by step, he wanted to show his disciples, telling them that he was okay and could continue to be this heavenly master.

However, I saw the difficulty in his steps, so He Yunniang walked behind him.

When they arrived at the main hall of the ruined temple, those disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion stood in three rows neatly, respectfully waiting for Yin Zhen to give orders.

"Let's go." Yin Zhen tried to raise the tone as high as possible.

However, he was still muffled by the sound of the rainstorm outside, and seeing that these disciples were still looking at him, he shouted angrily: "Go!" ”

With that, those disciples ran towards the outside of the broken temple one after another, Yin Zhen's body was slightly sideways, and he walked a little swaying.

When I followed him to the steps of the ruined temple, I lowered my head to see that the blood had already been washed away, leaving no traces.

Helping Yin Zhen to get into the car, he leaned on the cushion and didn't catch his breath for a long time.

Yun Niang glanced at him with her spare eyes, as if she had already begun to think about something.

"Today, drive faster." Yun Niang said to the man driving in front of her.

The man nodded and started the car.

On the mountain road, there are potholes, and because of the heavy rain, it is actually not much faster, but Yin Zhen can't help tossing, and he clutches his robe uncomfortably.

Yun Niang fed him water several times, and finally quietly clicked on Yin Zhen's acupoint, making him faint.

After he fell unconscious, the car fell silent, and I looked at the mountain road ahead, which had already begun to descend, recalling my childhood memories.

I remember that in that year, when there was a great turmoil in Beijing, my grandmother fled back to Xiazizhuang with us, and sat behind the ox cart, and the desolate scene I saw was very similar to what I see today.

There were rocks on both sides of the road, there were no trees in sight, and the ground was full of pits, which I had never seen before in Beijing, and I had never ridden an ox cart.

"If you go down this slope, you will come to a small village." In my memory, Mama Ye bought two multigrain cakes for me and Yunhe in that village at that time, because it was the first time to eat coarse grains, Yunhe couldn't swallow it and vomited, Mama Ye picked up the rest and ate it.

At that time, she was also hungry, but she only cared about me and Yunhe, and didn't buy a piece for herself, and now when she thinks of this kind, her eyes can't help but start to sour.