Yue Li waited outside the room while thinking about things. The tree in the courtyard grew very well, and its owner allowed it to grow freely. But if any of the branches grow a little too much, they will be cut off mercilessly. But this is not certain, some excessive branches will also get the master's mercy, let it go too far. For example, the twisted and scattered branches in the courtyard.

"He had been injured before this injury. Although he has been treated with medicinal herbs, he has not yet recovered. His internal strength is profound, but unfortunately this injury skill is gone. The sound of the wooden wheel rolling sounded, and it stopped next to the table, "Fresh Face." This person is so important to you? ”

"His name is Ye Mu, he is a member of the Thousand Layer Courtyard, and he was shot by the eyes in the duel between the two." Yue Li did not directly answer the man's question.

"Abandoned son." The man said.

"Brother, do you know about Mu?"

"The organization you've been secretly following?"

"Mu Xia was formed by Ye Mu."

The man waited for Yue Li to continue, picking up the small glass of wine on the table and drinking it.

"The ability of the personnel under Mu is uneven, but under the leadership of Ye Mu, Sijiang Tower has been recreated. Apart from him, so far, I have not seen anyone who can form a person who can destroy Sijiang Tower within five years. Even if there are people like me who secretly assist him, we have only accelerated Mu's growth, and the core source is still him. What's more, Mu Xia is in the same direction as me. ”

The man in the wheelchair continued: "No matter what happened, it's impossible to know for sure whether he will wake up in this life." ”

"Rong Heng, I gave him the life-sustaining pill you gave me......"

"Do you think I don't know?" The man in the wheelchair said with some dissatisfaction, "I just practiced a few of them, do you know how much time and effort it took me?" ”

The more away from the silence.

"You give him back all the time." Rong Heng glanced at him dissatisfiedly.

"But, even so. I can't give an exact answer that you can accept. Rong Heng shook his wheelchair close to the window, "If it weren't for the willpower he still had to live, no matter how hard you tried, he wouldn't be able to survive now." All I can say is that I tried my best. ”

"I'll have more people here." The more deviant.

"Then by the way, the people here have been changed together, and they have stayed long enough."

"Rong Heng, if you think it's good, let them stay. If you keep changing like this, you will be a newcomer as soon as you get used to it, so you will always not be well taken care of. ”

"Instead of persuading me to keep the people who will be used for a long time, it is better to prepare the people who are going to be replaced." Rong Heng walked away in a wheelchair.

Yue Li shook his head, "Then I'll go." Rong Heng didn't speak and waved his hand back.

Shi Wei took Ya Tong back to his wooden house. didn't give Ya Tong a chance to confirm again, and a few days later, Shi Wei sent Ya Tong's name to the Thousand Layer Temple. All those who don't have kung fu have to go through a "life and death pass" when they officially enter the Thousand Layer Courtyard.

Shi Wei clearly remembers his "life and death".

In the dark, she was taken to a deserted forest along with a group of people who also wanted to enter the mille-feuille. They were told to live here for a while. No one knows exactly how long. At that time, only those who are still alive will have a chance to enter the Thousand Layer Temple.

They were left with very little to do.

Food is limited, and only those who grab it may not starve to death; Weapons are limited, and only those who have them and can use them have a better chance of winning than others. The rain was pouring down, there was no shelter, rolling in the mud, the clothes were wet and dry, dry and wet, and the whole body exuded a disgusting stench. Hunger prompts the consumption of wild animals, and the fishy smell causes stomach cramps. The first reaction of inadvertently cutting his arm was not pain, but opening his mouth to suck the blood coming out of the wound. She was able to survive the "life and death pass" because she could swallow disgusting but energy-replenishing so-called food, and the onset of adverse reactions made her dying, but at this moment the end was announced, and she was told that she was already a member of the mille-feuille. She will have her own wooden house where some food and medicine are prepared. But even though the joy cleared her mind a little, she didn't hold it back to the cabin. She was placed at an intersection with a map to her hut in her hand, and she crawled with difficulty, but eventually collapsed on the side of the road. If it hadn't been for Granny Luo's help at this time, she would have died on the way to her cabin.

She didn't complain about the rules of the mille-feuille. Why is there such a cruel "life and death situation", why is there no help in that state, even if it is just to give her some food or send her to the wooden house immediately. These rules of the mille-feuille courtyard seem to be too cold. But Shi Wei didn't complain about anything. Injustice or condemnation. This is my choice. Such an agreement was signed when the name was reported to the Senfeuin. The agreement lists all the situations that will occur, and if you want to enter the Thousand Layers Academy, you must first have the courage to sign this agreement.

Therefore, in the Mille-Feuille Courtyard, there is a group of people who have been reborn in Nirvana.

"And the kid went?"

"Go." Shi Wei was concentrating on helping to take care of Granny Luo's herbs and replied.

"Have you ever taught him a little kung fu?"

"No, I didn't." Answered directly.

"Is he coming back?" Granny Luo was accustomed to Shi Wei's way of speaking, glanced at the herbs that Shi Wei was caring, and asked such a ridiculous question.

"I don't know." There are no emotions whatsoever.

"Do you want him to come back alive?" Granny Luo still asked.

"I have no reason to wish he died." When Shi Wei said this, she didn't want Yatong to live, she didn't want this problem at all. There was no reason to wish for him. Whether you live or die, it has nothing to do with you.

Why does Granny Luo ask such a question again and again? Perhaps Granny Luo thought that the previous Shiwei was not like this, and she asked such a question to confirm what the current Shiwei was like.

From a certain moment, Shi Wei was no longer interested in the life and death of others. She wasn't cold-blooded, she wasn't unkind, but she didn't feel the point of having those involvements. What can't be changed can't be changed after all, and forcible intervention may make the process more sad and painful, giving rise to many unnecessary entanglements.

"Have you decided your own business?" Granny Luo asked again.

"What?" Shi Wei thought for a while and suddenly asked in a low voice.

"You're going to stay?"

"I don't know."

This reply was expected by Granny Luo.

"I don't know if there's a benefit I don't know." Granny Luo said softly, "Come here and help me." ”

Shi Wei rarely responded with a "yes", looked up at the sky slightly, and then looked into the distance.

"There are some things that will not be decided until the time comes." Granny Luo followed Shi Wei's gaze, where the sky and the earth were connected into a line, and from this side, there was no way to reach it, and it seemed that it could be reached in every direction.

Akira returned to the hut after fourteen days. It was already dark at night, and Shi Wei was fiddling with the wick, and the light was dim and flickering. There was a muffled sound in the courtyard, Shi Wei carefully finished the wick, covered the lampshade, and went out to take a look. There was no moonlight, and through the faint light in the house, I saw a person in the courtyard falling to the ground. The clothes were torn and barely hung on his body, some of the wounds that were exposed were oozing blood, some had formed pink scabs. The hair was messy, mixed with dead branches and leaves, and knotted. The upper and sole of the shoe have been detached, and the reason why they are still sticking to the soles of the feet is because the soles of the feet are mixed with mud and blood and have coagulated.

Perhaps seeing it with your own eyes, the picture is more frightening than the description.

Shi Wei calmly walked over, found that there was still breathing, and then moved Yatong to the house. This appearance, over the years, has long been uncountable. And I don't know how many times I've been worse than this.

But, even so, she survived. Now, another person like her has survived. So what is the impact of these experiences if you can't remember clearly?

If you survive, anything is possible.

Akiri had nightmares when she was unconscious and didn't wake up for a long time. Shiwei doesn't take care of people. The cloth of wound bandaging is always scattered; When feeding the medicine, he always sprinkled the medicine on Yatong or his clothes, and once poured most of the bowl of medicine on the bed, when Shi Wei looked at the bowl buckled on the bed and moved his eyes slightly, as if he was sighing in his heart.

Yatong, who is in a coma, has been in a dream. There is his past, that humiliating past; There is a folding fan with a hidden weapon, and the warm Ye Mu; There was the burning fire, the smell of crackling and burning; There is also endless black, in which the silhouette of a person is faintly revealed, and the black slowly fades, and half a white mask emerges, and the expression of the face cannot be seen clearly, or rather, there is no expression at all.

The dreams are covered in black, and the silence is filled with the fear of the unknown. No matter where you go, it's black with no end in sight.

"Since I can survive back then, so can you." It's not the tone of expectation, but the prosaic and objective presentation of a fact. Since a certain time, Shi Wei has not said anything encouraging, it doesn't matter how things will turn out, pain or joy or anything no longer arouses Shi Wei's interest. Now that the situation is in the face, what is the use of doing so many other things?

At dusk, Shi Wei was boiling medicine for Ya Tong, and the afterglow of the loss of heat hit the stove, the medicine jar, and Shi Wei's body through the cracks in the wooden house. The picture is soft, bland, and somewhat yellowish. Wisps of green smoke emerged from the cracks in the hut and drifted above the hut, where they were carried away by the gentle breeze.

At this time, the wind always makes people feel comfortable, especially for Yatong, who has been lying in bed for a long time.

When Shi Wei came out with the medicine, Yatong was sitting on the steps of the wooden house, his eyes following the sun that had been half-swallowed by the skyline. A breeze rose, and the bamboo shadow fell sparsely on the ground, in the short corridor, on the person's body. The sound of the bamboo swaying caused Yatong to look towards the short corridor and see the conspicuous white mask.

"You're here," Akira said with a natural smile. It's as if this thing has always been so natural from front to back. His somewhat hoarse voice added a touch of mildness to his words. Like a person from afar, I don't know how many things I have experienced, and where I come, I gently appreciate the current scenery quietly, without worldliness.

Yatong naturally took the medicine handed over by Shi Wei. The taste buds played a role in the flow of the potion, but Ya Tong never stopped for a moment to slowly pour the medicine into her stomach.

Yatong sat on the wooden stairs, and Shi Wei stood on the stairs behind him. She was still dressed in black, but it was no longer a man's hairstyle, and her black hair seemed to be tied up on her back; It's still the same white mask, and the expression has barely changed.

Long.

"It would have been nice if I had met you earlier and experienced this earlier." Akiri's tone of voice is no longer the same as before.

"There are some things that you will gain a lot, but there are some things that you can experience once." Shi Wei said a different topic from Yatong. This sentence seems to be said to Yatong, and it is also like Shi Wei talking to himself.

There are some things that a person can go crazy when he goes through too much.

Yatong has passed the "life and death barrier" and is about to start learning.

Learn Kung Fu, learn a special way of doing things, and learn a calm style. Learn how to make a Yatong in Sijiang Building.

However, Shi Weibiatong left the wooden house earlier.

Everything was normal before Shi Wei left, she prepared medicine for Yatong as usual, went to the bamboo forest to practice, and sat in a corner reading a book...... However, when Yatong woke up the next day, the rice in the pot was already slightly cold. Shi Wei left the cabin. No signs or messages were left.

"She's always been like this. There is no sign of going or staying. Granny Luo replied.

"And how soon will she be back?" Yatong continued to ask her mother-in-law.

"There's no one thing. You'll know how free she is with herself in the future. ”

When Yatong was wondering the meaning of Granny Luo's words, Granny Luo asked him in turn, "How old are you?" ”

"It's more than sixteen."

"Ah, you're so old, you look like a twelve- or thirteen-year-old. Usually children at your age are exposed to the family business and get married soon after. Granny Luo was surprised.

Akira didn't know how to answer. After all, the past that caused him to be the way he is today is really hard to talk about.

"In that case, that girl is only four years older than you." Granny Luo muttered as she looked at the chess game that was about to freeze.

Yatong still didn't know what to do to go back to her mother-in-law, looked at the chess game in front of her mother-in-law, and tentatively said where the next word could fall. When Granny Luo heard this, she suddenly smiled and said yes, yes, yes, and pulled Yatong to end one game after another.

How could I have thought that what I was forced to learn in Sijiang Building would be used to play chess with an old woman here. Yatong smiled bitterly in her heart.

Yatong is a little too old to practice martial arts at this age, and his muscles and bones are not very soft and flexible. For him, it's just a matter of repetition, repetition, and repetition. In this way, there will always be a day when we will become stronger. Yatong will say this to himself when he encounters difficulties in practicing martial arts, and he can't tell whether it is comfort or helplessness.

In the past five months, Yatong has been back to the wooden house five times and met Shi Wei once. Maybe Shi Wei went back to the wooden house more than once, maybe it was really only this time. Just as she left, she came back unexpectedly. When I got up in the morning, I opened the door of my house and saw that the door of the hut was open. In the courtyard, Shi Wei was sitting and reading, and there was food on a small stool next to him.

"You're back."

"Hmm." Shi Wei replied that the posture of his body had not changed. It was as if to her, the cabin was the same as if everyone else was there. Yatong actually had a lot to say, but at this time, he felt that what he wanted to say was irrelevant, so he didn't speak.

Yatong walked to the kitchen, and the pot was still hot with food, leaving it for herself.

Two days later, Shi Wei disappeared again. This time, the food in the kitchen was still hot, and Shi Wei should not have been gone for long. At first, Yatong thought that Shi Wei was just going out to Granny Luo's place or the market, but in the blink of an eye, it was dark, a day passed, and then a few days later, Yatong knew that Shi Wei really went out.

"Ye Mu still hasn't changed?" Yue asked Rong Heng.

"I can't tell. His pulse was already stable, and his external and internal injuries were almost healed. ”

"And why is he?"

"Maybe he'll wake up the next moment, or tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or maybe he'll live in a dream for the rest of his life." Rong Heng calmly told this objective fact.

"It's a real deal." There is a kind of anger in the distance.

"Mu Xia doesn't necessarily have to ask him to lead, it's too variable to expect him to wake up."

"That's what I said, and that's the truth, but it's not easy." Yue Li glanced at Ye Mu who was lying on the bed, and then said, "Since he is almost better now, I will immediately arrange for him to be moved elsewhere." ”

"Not really. I'm a man of leisure. If one day I think of a way to wake him up, I won't have to run errands. It's better to do something than to sit and watch the sunrise and sunset all day long. ”

Every time he heard this kind of words, Yue Li couldn't stand it in his heart, "Brother Heng ......" Yue Li screamed softly, so light that he didn't even hear his own voice.

"But now it's good." Rong Heng chuckled softly.

"Layer Master, there is progress." Mu Han handed the scroll in the hand of the visitor to Kiyoko.

Qingzi waved her hand and motioned for the others to stand back, leaving only Qingzi and Mu Han.

"It took more than a year to make some progress, and it was really difficult to deal with." Qingzi spread out the scroll, and after reading it, he motioned for Mu Han to look at it. After reading it, Mu Han's face showed a complicated expression.

"Qiancheng?"

"Is there still a connection under Mu?" Kiyoko asked while nodding.

"Ye Mu is not here, and Mu is like scattered sand, and it will soon be disbanded. But those in power are still in touch. ”

"I'm afraid it's impossible to find another Ye Mu." Kiyoko said with some pity.

"Mu Xia also elected a new master, but those people were either urged to step down or refused themselves."

"That's it, do your best to use Mu Xia, if you can't use it, you can only give it up."

"Our current ability to penetrate Qiancheng has a slim chance of success."

"No matter how tiny it is, it's going to go." The firmness in Kiyoko's eyes never waned.

"I'm going to inform you and discuss the deployment." Mu Han turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Kiyoko called Mu Han.

"Over there." Kiyoko paused slightly. What do you think? ”

"The owner, he's very sick."

"Go down." Kiyoko touched the soft sword wrapped around her waist and said softly.

Father, I'm going down this path, farther away from you. Kiyoko said in his heart.

Ya Tong studied kung fu very hard, and in just one and a half years, he has become an official member of the mille-feuille, which takes a lot less time than the average student. Now Yatong is also going to take on the task, of course, he has to accept the duel.

The first task that Yatong was assigned was Li Zheng of Fengzhen. Time limit, eight days. Li Zheng has no kung fu, but the two guards beside him are masters of kung fu, and they are inseparable from Li Zheng, sleeping and going to the toilet by his side. Of course, I don't know exactly how Yatong is, after all, Yatong only believes what she sees, not what people say.

Why did you kill Li Zheng? It's just that only two words were given during the mission: bully.

The people in Fengzhen couldn't help him. He relied on his family's big business and changed his methods to squeeze the laborers in Fengzhen. Raise the price of food, lower wages, work longer hours, and buy houses and land...... If the people of Fengzhen take a strike or resist, the female relatives of the family will suffer, and he has a relationship with the official family, and the complaints that people have filed will eventually become waste paper. No trace is gone.

If you can't do it clearly, you can only consider secret tricks.

At night, Li Zheng went to the toilet, and the two guards were guarding at the door. Ya Tong suddenly attacked the latrine directly and fought with the two guards. Speed is sometimes an advantage. Yatong secretly sent a few darts in the direction of the latrine. One of the guards restrained Yatong, and the other went to block the darts, and at the same time, Yatong pretended to run in the direction of Li Zheng, and hurriedly fired a hidden weapon at the guards beside him, and the guards saw Yatong's plan and said with a smile: "This kind of kung fu, hum!" The sound of disdain in his nose was muddy. The guard aimed at Yatong and slapped it, and the direction was impartial, and it hit in a straight line. It's a pity that he didn't hit Yatong, and the instantaneous movement made him directly open the toilet door with one palm, and Li Zheng was killed like that. No matter how good the kung fu is, what is the use, and a bad brain makes it useless. Yatong didn't look at Li Zheng, and from the expression of the other guard, he knew that the task was completed, and directly threw off the guard and left.

Task completion is a direct reward is money. It was the first time for Yatong to take so much money of her own. The heavy bag weighs a lot in your hands.

"If the trick is broken, it will definitely fail," Atong saw on the money bag.

In some things, one wrong step is a life-threatening concern. Yatong is indeed lacking in this area, which is probably why he was assigned this task.

Qiancheng. It is not as prosperous as Suling, but its style is also unique.

With the tender small bridge and flowing water, and the vague layout of the house, Qiancheng is like a mysterious woman, ancient and elegant, intellectually beautiful.

Standing under the gate of Qiancheng, the picture before leaving home suddenly hit Kiyoko's head.

"I don't like your mother, and I did do to your mother." The woman said indifferently, "So what? It's just a few slaps, is it necessary for me to kill her? ”

Kiyoko roared, "You're lying!" Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"If you really want to know your mother, go to Sijiang Tower." The woman said something like this for a long time.

"Sijiang Tower, what kind of place is that?"

"The place where your mother came before she came to Momijiso."

"Hongmu, you'd better have nothing to do with your mother's departure! Otherwise, I will spend my whole life taking you to my mother's sacrifice! ”

"Kiyoko, to evaluate a person, you have to look at the whole truth of the matter." Hong Mu is still the same unfazed appearance.

"I will, I'll uncover all the truths so I can see what you really are!" Only Hong Mu's back is left for Qingzi, and the more Hong Mu looks like she is not surprised, the more Qingzi feels that her city is unfathomable, and her methods are clever and ruthless. At that time, her father was not in Momijizhuang, but even if her father was there, she had to leave for the sake of her mother. Just being in the same place as Hongmu was already unbearable for Kiyoko.

When I left, I hadn't been back to Momijizhuang for four years. Her father sent people to find her many times, and even came to pick her up in person, but she couldn't bear to refuse.

"Daddy, do you really care about your mother?" Kiyoko asked her father this every time. "Hong Mu told me that my mother is related to Sijianglou, why don't you go looking for her?" ”

"Qing'er, your mother has nothing to do with anyone, come back to Hongye Village with me, don't mess around anymore." My father replied like this.

"Daddy, are you so scruple about Hongmu? Even my mother, have you given up on the person you like? If you really don't help me, then please Daddy at least don't get in my way! ”

That's how it always ends. More than a year ago, the owner of the Red Leaf Village fell ill, and his father never came to Qingzi in person, but he still sent someone to follow Qingzi all the time. Even so, Kiyoko didn't go back to Momijiso to see her father once. Kiyoko felt that her heart was really hard enough. Since Momijizhuang abandoned her mother, she can also do without Momijizhuang.

For the sake of the mother, none of this matters. Pain or something, it's nothing.

"Layer Master." Mu Han called from the side.

The memory of the moment was pulled, and Kiyoko's eyes focused back on a certain point in the air in reality. She looked back at the people around her and found that everyone was looking at her, Kiyoko silently turned around, "Let's go." He kicked the horse with his foot, and the horse's hooves began to move forward.

A short knife flew out and went straight to the throat bone. "Bang" hit the tree with a bang, "Don't kill me, don't kill me......" Gou Sheng's hope shone in his eyes.

The killer was silent, only to see that he was dressed in black, and the white of the mask on the upper part of his left face was particularly conspicuous. The man suddenly shouted loudly, "Sijianglou, Sijianglou, I can tell you about Sijianglou, don't kill me!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, several stones were kicked out, deflecting the direction of the knife.

"Say." The killer's voice was low, not agitated or urgent.

"As long as you don't kill me, I'll ......" grabbed the man's neck with one hand, and the veins on the neck became clear, blue and dark purple, and the slender blood vessels were about to be stopped.

I said...... I said...... "The body is in dire need of air, and it makes a "whirring" sound, and the force in my hands increases, and the tone gradually disappears.

"Why do you know that I have something to do with Sijiang Building?" The killer let go slightly.

"The fire in Sijiang Tower, I once inadvertently saw you having a relationship with the folding fan, I ...... I'm ...... Ahem, ahem, bet. ”

"Sijiang Tower has been destroyed, what else is going on?"

"The building is ruined. The fan boy just twisted our arms, and it didn't matter. ”

"Where are the people?" The killer finally got some emotions.

"It's everywhere, but even if you find it, it's in vain."

Suddenly, an arrow hit the man's abdomen, and Shi Wei and the man were surrounded by six people, and the comer began to move without saying a word. The attack is ruthless, and the move has the power to take people's lives. The purpose of the person who came was that person, but Shi Wei wanted to know more things, and the person who came also seemed to want to kill people, so Shi Wei had to protect that person. The news he just learned was somewhat surprising, and Shi Wei was a little in a trance. I don't know who grabbed the gap and broke the man's leg, Shi Wei rushed over to save him from the hidden weapon.

"Since you still want to kill me, you might as well tell me what I know. You succeeded in luring the Qingzi layer master of the Thousand Layer Courtyard to Qiancheng, and you planned to capture her to blackmail Momiji...... "The throat was cut, and blood gushed out, and it was everywhere.

Shi Wei's eyes looked at the bright red blood, revealing the news that "since he is dead, you should also die". Shi Wei is not bloodthirsty, but she is not kind either. It's not annoyance. But there is no doubt that at this time, Shi Wei wants to solve the people who are in the way in front of him.

The six of them were all masters, but after a desperate fight, they all died under Shi Wei's hands. Shi Wei's kung fu is really not high in the Thousand Layer Courtyard, and he rarely encounters this situation in the execution of tasks, so he was also injured when he protected the person before. A hidden weapon, a short arrow. It's not deep, it's not shallow, it's just that it hurts a lot to pull the skin.

I hurried back to the wooden house non-stop, and I don't remember how many days or how long it rained. The rain infects the wound, the toxin plays a role, the medicine taken has gradually been unable to suppress the toxicity, everything in the eyes is blurred, the only feeling is pain, the pain is very clear, the balance is gradually lost, and the body becomes shaky.

Night.

The wind blew hard, the rain brushed down, the bamboo forest opened its teeth and danced its claws, a sign that the demon was about to move, and the whistling sound was like crying, like anger. The door of the wooden house was suddenly broken open, the light on the table flickered, and Yatong, who was wiping the hidden weapon, was startled and opened his door to check.

Traces of water stretched from the outside of the house to Shiwei's room, glowing in the light of a few lights. Shi Wei sat slumped on the wall on the side of the door, panting for breath from pain, his whole body was drenched, and the water droplets fell to the ground irregularly. The white mask was unusually bright because it had been stained with water. In the dark night, Shi Wei reached out and pulled out the broken arrow on his body. A cries of pain that were extremely suppressed were followed by heavy gasps. The hand that was too trembling couldn't hold the arrow, and the arrow fell, and it was stained with blood.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!" Yatong asked, almost growling. At this time, Shi Wei didn't say anything. Yatong continued to squat down next to Shi Wei and called a few times, and after getting no response, he reached out to touch Shi Wei, and found that Shi Wei's whole body was trembling slightly. Immediately carried Shi Wei to the bed, and when he touched Shi Wei, a mixture of hot and cold liquid flowed down the corner of Shi Wei's clothes and Ya Tong's hand. When Shi Wei lay down flat, Shi Wei screamed in pain again, unable to see what state Shi Wei was in now, Ya Tong slowly touched Shi Wei's back, the left side of his back kept oozing liquid, and Ya Tong felt the warmth in his hand one after another.

"Don't touch it, there's a poison needle in there." Shi Wei's voice was still emotionless, even in such a state, "Herbs, hot water." ”

"Don't move, I'll prepare." Yatong said anxiously.

Yatong ran to prepare things, and when he came back, Shi Wei somehow rolled out of bed, and the whole person lay on the ground, exhaling in pain.

Yatong hurriedly put Shi Wei'an into the potion, "Shi Wei? Time dimension? Time dimension? ......" kept calling over and over again. When entering the water, Shi Wei took a few breaths in pain. Yatong shook his head, it's so stupid, even if it's it; Called her and promised her what she could say like this, and the pain was clearer when she was awake.

Ya Tong lit a few lights in Shi Wei's room, and the room suddenly brightened, and he realized that his body was full of red. The corner of the wall where Shi Wei has sit, the bed he has laid, and the ground where he has fallen are all large patches of red. Because of the rain, the blood was much more red. But such a large area of red liquid is still shocking. Bloody black arrows, lying alone by the wall. My heart suddenly tugged.

She, unexpectedly, pulled the arrow out of her body.

What is it about this experience that makes her so stylish? Ya Tong frowned, looking at Shi Wei in the potion, the black clothes were somewhat floating on the water, and wisps of red slowly spread into the water.

After changing the hot water and herbs several times, Yatong was afraid that Shi Wei's wound would become serious if he didn't treat it again, so he fished Shi Wei out of the water. Looking at the blood on Shi Wei's hands, the appearance of Ye Mu's injury two years ago came to mind.

Needle extraction, medication, bandage. On the way, Shi Wei didn't say a word. Yatong thought that Shi Wei fell asleep in pain, looked at Shi Weishun's tattered clothes, and asked tentatively: "Shi Wei, change your clothes?" ”

"Okay." Articulate the words clearly.

"Turn around." Shi Wei said that Ya Tong couldn't see how Shi Wei's expression was when he spoke, because Shi Wei was lying on his stomach on his side and turned his head to the other side.

Yatong sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Shi Wei, and he clearly heard Shi Wei gasping as he pulled the wound. When Ya Tong turned around, Shi Wei was already lying on his back, his clothes crumpled and hanging on his body. Without wearing a belt, Yatong glanced at Shi Wei suspiciously.

"No need to tie it."

"Huh?" Yatong didn't expect Shi Weihui to see his slight expression and immediately see his thoughts.

"Wounds."

"Hmm." Yatong replied, but in fact, Yatong didn't know what Shiwei meant.

Is it painful to tie the belt, or the wound needs to be medicated and is too troublesome. Although I feel that it is not good for a man to think about the belt or the women's belt, there is no contradiction on Yatong's face.

She's always lived like this. As long as you live, no matter how badly you are injured and what kind of embarrassment you become. She doesn't care about anything, and for her, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After taking care of it, Yatong turned off the light and prepared to go back to his room. Even with your eyes closed, you can feel the light disappear suddenly, and you suddenly open your eyes, "Leave the light on." She said so casually.

"What's wrong?" Akira asked.

"Leave the lamp on." The time dimension is repeated.

Yatong turned on the lamp again and said, "Call me if you have something." Shi Wei didn't speak, Ya Tong glanced at the person on the bed, took Shi Wei's clothes full of wounds and blood, and gently closed the door.

Outside, it was still stormy, the lights were jumping, and many indiscernible shadows were intertwined in the room. Shi Wei kept his eyes open. Her body was tired, sleepy, tired, and in need of rest, but she never closed her eyes. There was nothing in her eyes, hollow, perhaps because she was pushing too hard, and tears slowly flowed down her skin from the corners of her eyes. I can't find a reason for this, but I don't know how many times it has been.

The night slowly calmed down, and Shi Wei didn't know when to fall asleep. Yatong didn't sleep long, and felt like she was lying down until the sky was shining for a while. Daytime. Shi Wei slept very deeply, and when Yatong gave her medicine, she always had to call several times before she opened her eyes in a daze, didn't say a word, and fell asleep again after taking the medicine or eating for a while.

This state lasted for four days.

Early in the morning, Yatong knocked on Shi Wei's door on time to change Shi Wei's dressing, but there was no response as expected, and slowly pushed the door. Shi Wei was standing by the window, staring out the window. There are no ups and downs.

"Why are you up?" After being a little surprised, Yatong subconsciously asked.

"Take the medicine." Shi Wei said lightly.

Yatong turned around, and Shi Wei exposed the wound on his back. The wound had scabbed, and her back was crisscrossed with large and small wounds. Complicated emotions came flooding up, and Yatong herself couldn't tell what it was. Maybe it's sympathy, maybe it's pity, or whatever.

After Yatong helped Shi Wei to take care of the injury on his back that Shi Wei couldn't reach, he turned around and asked, "The wound on the back has scabbed, how is the arrow?" ”

"It's scabbed."

"Still hurts?"

"Hmm."

Sometimes he asks anything, and she answers. Crisp and neat, without the scruples and hesitation of other women.

Yatong was annoyed with herself again, how did she ask such a stupid word. If he was so seriously injured, it would hurt after so many days, how could Shi Wei not be in pain. I just don't say it.

"I'll be out for a few days."

Shi Wei knew that Yatong's task had come down. Gently respond with a "yes".

Yatong wanted to say something. However, to say to Shi Wei to take care of himself, this kind of talk seems stupid and redundant.

Akira has never wanted to get things done quickly. Hurry up, come and go. Although this time the object is not easier to solve than before.

Seeing wisps of green smoke rising from the roof of the wooden house from a distance, Yatong realized that there was a heaviness in his heart, and at this moment the heaviness in his heart slowly disappeared.

I vaguely saw a person boiling medicine. Akira was suspicious for a moment, because the man's outfit was different from the Shi Wei he had seen.

She used her hand to remove the lid of the medicine jar, but it was so hot that she let go of her hand. The hand hurriedly touched his ear.

"You're here." Yatong sat on the stairs and said to the people behind him. Yatong turned his head, and Shi Wei, who was dressed in white, was standing next to him and looking into the distance.

"I thought you only had black." Yatong expressed the doubts in his heart.

Shi Wei didn't answer a word. At that time, when Wei would stay in the wooden house for a long time, Shi Wei would change into other colors of clothes, all plain and light clothes without exquisite decoration. Because he is a person who practices martial arts, and has lived in a thousand-layer courtyard for many years, Shi Wei, who is not beautiful, will not be as ordinary as ordinary people when he wears such clothes, and he is more or less heroic. This is what Granny Luo said.

But in fact, Shi Wei is just a very ordinary person, she thinks for herself. Both in appearance and in thought.

Yatong stood up, and at the age of eighteen, he was about the same height as Shi Wei. He was already able to look her in the eye. However, he only noticed the white mask. Shi Wei's eyes were cold, what was in her eyes? Yatong looked at Shi Wei's side and thought.

This was probably the longest Shi Wei and Ya Tong had spent together in the wooden house. Shi Wei likes to read, sitting on the stairs, sitting on a small stool in the courtyard, leaning against the wall, and sitting by the window. Sometimes she would stand by the window all the time, especially from night to dawn. She would cook by the book and make small things. Occasionally, she would laugh, very briefly, very shallowly. And Ya Tong's words are a little more. These are just comparisons with the black-clothed Shi Wei that Ya Tong saw.

"Yatong, there is still a connection behind Sijiang Tower." That day, Shi Wei suddenly said this. Yatong's heart, who heard the three words of Sijianglou, immediately pinched.

"I'm going to find out what's going on behind the Jiang Tower." Shi Wei continued. I don't know if I can find out if I'm involved, and I don't know if I can bear the things behind it. The unknown is always so tangled.

However, nine years later, nine years have passed, and Shi Wei doesn't know how long he can wait to do what he started and wants to do now.

"I'll go with you." Yatong said suddenly.

"Maybe not now." Shi Wei frowned slightly.

"Why?"

Shi Wei doesn't like to find answers to questions from others, especially those that involve important decisions about himself. So Shi Wei didn't answer. She walked straight away. And left the cabin the next day. The difference is that this time I went out not to carry out a mission, but to do what I wanted to do.