Chapter 133: Human Affection is Warm and Cold
When Di Jiu reluctantly rushed out of the suburbs, he doubted whether he would be able to reach a safe place.
Although Fu Hanqing suppressed the injuries left on the Moon Chasing Peak for him, his heart was already damaged, and he shouldn't be reckless at all. In order to save Fu Hanqing, he forcibly urged the real power, and almost went mad, Fu Hanqing passed on the gong for him to open up the dead meridians, and the kung fu was invalid. He dragged his tired body again, exhausted his true element, and went to fight with Yaksha, which was a tragic victory. Even if he didn't have the sword that pierced his chest, he had already reached his limit.
The injuries on the left side of the face and left eye are already trivial.
Anyway, chasing the wind has a spirit, it will take Fu Hanqing away from home, and when that person wakes up, he should be able to take care of himself.
Tired and dizzy, Di Jiu was already about to let go of his horse and abandon these painful struggles, and calmly return to eternal darkness.
However, at the last glance of his departure, he found that something was wrong with Fu Hanqing.
He himself knew the way of medicine, and hurriedly checked his pulse, felt his heartbeat, measured his forehead temperature, and everything was no different from ordinary people. Not at all like a person in a coma, however, he is clearly unconscious!
Call him, call him, grit your teeth and point to his acupuncture points to stimulate him, everything is ineffective.
Di Jiu was finally shocked.
gritted his teeth, poked his backhand to his back, forcibly pulled out the sword that pierced his chest, was covered in cold sweat, trembled his hands to stop the bleeding for himself, and relied on the treatment knowledge he learned when he was trained to administer acupuncture and medicine for himself.
Forcefully mention this breath. In his heart, he just stubbornly refused to die.
The man was sick. The man had no one to take care of him. So, he can't die yet.
He survived.
When he arrived in town, he walked all the way, not caring about how eye-catching he was with half his face handsome and heroic, and half of his face hideous and ghostly. Passers-by screamed. He reached out and wiped the blood from his face, very annoyed. Of course, not because of the disfigurement. Instead, the left eye was too badly injured, congested and stinging, and even the right eye was implicated. In this way, Fu Hanqing's face cannot be clearly distinguished, and it is even more difficult to grasp his illness.
I went to the pharmacy and relied on my knowledge to find those drugs that refreshed my mind and forgot the pain and strengthened my body. Give yourself something to eat. He filled several large acupoints on his body with silver needles, and forcibly used external forces to make his body forget the pain. As for the consequences of this inducing the last potential of life, he could not care.
Unable to do anything, he had to turn to the local doctor for help. Just to prevent the Shura Sect or leaving the country to investigate the people of Zhang Jing's death, he always took Fu Hanqing and ran into the hospital in the middle of the night to threaten and intimidate.
However, every time, the doctor couldn't wake up Fu Hanqing. In the end, what can be done is to show him the injury. Take medicine to cure your eyes.
The left eye gradually became less swollen. But I couldn't see things clearly. The injuries on the body must be difficult to clear for a lifetime. None of that he cared about, though. As long as he can be energetic and physically strong in the short term, and does not affect his movements, it is fine.
There is no need to think about the long term.
After more than half a month, he finally decided to turn to those ordinary doctors for help. couldn't save Fu Hanqing at all. In the end, the last hope. Or is it only Biluo.
He couldn't go to see Biluo in person, and he couldn't afford to see Biluo in person. In desperation, he had to use the old time and place signals to lure Di San here. Di San is here, and Di Yi is of course by his side.
It is also ridiculous to say that although they are from the same origin, their temperaments are very different. They take different paths, make different choices, are hostile to each other, and fight to the death. But now, the only people he can trust, the only people he can turn to, are these two people.
Because in the world, only they will care about Fu Hanqing's safety without selfishness, so in such a situation, only they can be trusted.
After listening to him talk about the cause and effect in a few words, Di Yi slapped the table and scolded him for "knowing today, why bother in the beginning", and directly picked up Fu Hanqing and went to find Biluo. And Di San accompanied him, and quietly came to the city where the branch altar was located, quietly hiding in a private house near the branch altar, quietly watching the famous doctors coming in and out of the branch altar, and the elixirs that were constantly being sent.
People came, people went, medicine came, medicine entered.
There are thousands of holes in the body, and there is no place without a dull pain. I can clearly feel that life is being lost little by little.
He didn't know how long he would last, but all he could do was wait. But when he was exhausted, he couldn't wait for a news from Di Yidi, and he couldn't wait for a simple cheer in the Lianyun mansion.
Di San was very busy, busy choosing medicines, buying medicines, dispensing medicines, boiling medicines, and then forcing him to drink and change medicines obediently.
Di San especially likes to watch him change the dressing on his face, and every time he always looks at it well, he says complacently: "In the future, I will be the most handsome one among us." But you don't have to be too inferior, although your face is uglier than Di Yi's on this side, at least on this side, you still have half of my style. β
Di Jiu was angry. was finally noisy to the point of having a headache, so he raised his eyes coldly and said: "I never took this to heart." By the way, your method of unraveling people really needs to be improved. β
"Have I excused you, I obviously want to be angry with you." Di San was stunned, touched his nose, and finally hid away.
It didn't take long for the annoying guy to come out of front of him again, bringing hot medicine: "Take the medicine, take the medicine......"
In order to make the roots of his ears clean, Di Jiu had to take it with one hand and drink it clean in one gulp.
The medicine is really effective, however, Di San added an extra yellow lotus, which is also for sure. I closed my eyes and drank it dry, not only to refresh myself, but also because the medicine was already too bitter to speak, and the sooner I drank it, the better.
Di Sanmei smiled and took the medicine bowl and was about to walk away, Di Jiu finally asked, "Why do you treat me like this?" β
Although the method of adding yellow lotus is very bad, it is always kind to remember the time when he took the medicine in his heart.
Di San shrugged: "Because you saved Sect Master Fu." Since you have saved my benefactor, of course I will be kind to you. β
Di Jiu sneered: "Why did you save him?" Think I was moved by him, regretted it, and wanted to atone for my sins? β
Di San raised his eyebrows, smiled at him, and waited for him to continue.
"I'm so unlucky that I don't have long to live, and I'm running into a ridiculous collaborator who is so stupid as to ignore my wishes." Di Jiu leaned back in his chair and snorted. "If there is one of the three left, I can make a comeback, and I will not refuse to use him with others. But I've come to a dead end, and all I can do is to take a breath of evil for myself. Now that I've saved him, I don't have anything else to do, so I'll just wait here for a result. I'm this kind of person, I didn't turn back, I didn't put down the butcher's knife, you really don't need to worry about me like this. The three smiled, and casually threw the medicine bowl in his hand up and down: "Mao."
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Di Jiu was indifferent.
"What do you mean if? If it's bullshit. He raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in his eyes: "The old man who treated you is not the best in medical skills, and his business is not very good, but I heard that he is a very good person, and he is so poor that he is so poor, but when he meets a poor person to see a doctor, he often charges half the price." But if I give him 10,000 taels of gold in order to put some arsenic in the steamed buns that he gives to some beggar on the street who no one cares about, there is a good chance that he will do it, right? β
This inexplicable remark made Di Jiu a little stunned.
A huge bowl, flexibly flipping and jumping between Di San's fingers, Di San looked at the trick in his hand with a leisurely smile, and said casually: "If someone tortures me to the end, the price is for me to kill Sect Master Fu, and I will kill nine times out of ten." Did I kill him now? If that's bullshit. I plotted against you that day because you stabbed Sect Leader Fu with a sword. As for why you stabbed this sword, what are your concerns, it's my business? I treat you well today because you saved Sect Master Fu, as for your 'if' had other choices, would you betray him at that time and not save him, I don't care so much? You saved him. Isn't that it? β
He stared at Di Jiu, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "You just think too much, so you have a lot of troubles." What is it, you have to think about why, you have to ask if? No wonder you've been forever, and you can't be freed. β
Di Jiu was silent, only turned his eyes to look out the window, and looked at the mansion across the street.
Indeed, he never wanted to ask why he loved him. How much he loved him. If at that time, there were other people around him to choose from, could it be that his lover would not be him?
However, it suddenly became clear that all the assumptions, all the ifs. Obviously...... Didn't exist......
He loved him, and his lover was him!
Such a clear fact, such a simple truth...... Hehe......
If, back then, he understood all this, if, nothing happened back then. If......
No, no, no, never say if, if...... It never existed.
finally smiled slightly, bleak.
There was a knock on the door, and Di San hurriedly put down the medicine bowl. When he got up to open the door, he looked back at the way he stared out the window, and the unruly man who had been smiling all this time finally sighed.
When he opened the door, there was a child with a clear voice: "Someone told me to send a letter." You'll get two copper plates. β
Di San smiled and took out the money. In exchange for a letter. I unfolded it casually and just glanced at it. His face sank.
walked back to the window and handed the letter over without saying a word: "Di Yi said that Biluo couldn't save him." Biluo said that he couldn't wake up, so he could only wait for death, and he would be taken back to the main altar tomorrow. β
Di Jiu didn't read the letter either, and stood up and was about to walk out.
Di San was startled, and stopped him in a flash: "Where are you going?" β
"I said that if Biluo couldn't save him. I'm going to take him away. β
"What are you messing around? Even if he can't be saved, the Shura Sect takes care of him. It's always more convenient than you take care of it. They have great wealth and power, and they have things and manpower, which point is not better than you? β
Di Jiu looked at Di San with a cold sneer. "I'm physically injured, but my brain is fine. If his illness can be cured with good medicine, Biluo will not be helpless. Since he can't get better now, do you really think that the Shura kings are all good people with affection and righteousness? β
Di San sighed: "They are naturally bad people, but they are also bad people with affection. β
Di Jiu said coldly: "I also have a relationship with Fu Hanqing, but I killed him that day, and I was not soft at all." In their bones, they are the same people as me. They have feelings for Fu Hanqing, so they can treat him well before. But don't forget, in the past, Fu Hanqing did not conflict with their local interests, and even benefited them a lot. This non-power-taking leader can turn the darkness into the light of the Shura Sect, and can maintain the best balance between them, so that they can get the most power and freedom. But now ......"
Di San was silent. Yes, none of them are naΓ―ve people, they all know that it is impossible to only talk about true feelings between people. When it comes to human nature, they never mind guessing with the utmost malice.
The balance of the top level of the Shura Sect has been broken, the power pattern of the kings has changed greatly, and of the existing four kings, only Mo Li's strength has not been injured, and the other three kings have all suffered heavy casualties. Fu Hanqing is already a living dead. It is impossible for the Shura Sect to allow a living dead who had let the traitor go to remain the leader.
The next sect leader must be Mo Li.
He's the strongest. He has been the guardian of the inheritance for many years, has never intervened in power struggles, and has a good relationship with all parties. He is old, and even if he is the leader of the sect, he will not be able to be the leader for too many years, and others will still have a chance.
All these reasons are the conditions for the achievement of a new equilibrium.
He will be the first person in 700 years to break the Shura lineage system and become the head of the sect.
The distribution of power in the new land has taken shape, but what about the old masters? And where should it be placed?
The rise and fall of the world, the annals of history have been overturned, and those abolished emperors and princes, no matter how harmless, no matter how careless, no matter how careful, most of them will not end well. It doesn't matter whether they have ambitions or not, whether they will do anything or not, as long as they exist, just because they were once in a position, they are threats, they are targets for others to use, and they are the objects that some people must get rid of.
Di San sighed lightly, in fact, as early as on the Chasing Moon Peak, when Fu Hanqing shocked the world with a drink, the kings already had a secret knot in their hearts for Fu Hanqing. With such a powerful existence, even friends can unconsciously feel terrifying.
It's not about feelings, it's just about interests.
If he puts such an unknown former sect leader in the Shura sect where people's hearts are vicious, if he never wakes up, he can also fulfill the good reputation of many people who remember the old feelings and take care of the old master. But if he really shows signs of waking up, in case, he can really wake up......
Fu Hanqing, he is in the Shura Sect, and he will never have a chance to wake up.
Di Jiu asked calmly, "Do you still want to stop me?" β
"Of course." Di San replied calmly: "If you want to get rid of us and act on your own, of course you have to stop us." β
He smiled and raised his eyebrows, like a sword out of its sheath: "Even if you want to snatch him out, you must contact Di Yi first, and everyone will shoot together." β
Di Jiu was silent, and the murderous aura on his body finally calmed down. I don't know how to show kindness and closeness, or I don't want to express it at all.
Blocking in front of the door, looking at Di Jiu's figure standing against the light, his face was not clear. It's just that I still know that his face is the same as his own, but it's actually a little hard and cold. The straight back is actually a little stiff. Always be the best, always be strong, be successful, win, and get rid of fate...... It's hard......
Such a proud disposition, such a stubborn disposition that refuses to give in!
Obviously, the oil has run out, and just to do things, he must have an obsession from the beginning to the end, so he can keep holding on. Isn't it, if there is one thing that has been fettling him and making him unable to let go, this is total
If you go to fight for yourself in fate, you can always hold on to it and refuse to die, will they also have the opportunity to fight with God once, fight once, and snatch back his life?
Di San smiled unconsciously, but in his heart, he was a little stunned.
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"Your Majesty, the sick son in the Dongnuan Pavilion is gone, and the few people serving beside him have all been ordered to sleep and lie on the ground!"
When an emergency report came in the middle of the night, Biluo lifted the bead curtain of the bed tent: "What's the matter?" The altar is heavily guarded, how can a big living person be taken away silently? Who was the last to go in and find out him? β
"It's Di Ye!"
Half an hour ago, Di Ye went out from the main gate with a bundle of things, saying that he wanted to do something. He carries the Master's Token...... That big bundle ......"
"My subordinates have just been to Di Ye's room, and I haven't seen anyone, only this is left!"
Biluo's face was pale, and he reached out to take the note handed by his subordinates, in black and white, but only wrote a few faint words: "Believe me, I will definitely take good care of him, don't chase him." Give him, leave a little room for both of you, a way out. β
Biluo's face sank like water, and he stared at the note in his hand for a long time. Finally sighed softly.
"There's no need to chase it, the general order is that the world's tokens will be replaced with another style of symbols, and the old orders will be cancelled. Go down, all of you. β
The disciples didn't dare to bow down and retreat without a sound.
Biluo no longer sleeps. Just stared at the small piece of paper.
Di Yi had such a keen eye and scheming, and saw through the whole situation and the contradictions in everyone's hearts.
In this way, perhaps...... Best......
However, I didn't feel relaxed in my heart. Sinking and stagnant, it is difficult to be stunned. The note in her hand was so heavy that she could barely pick it up.
Tonight. It's destined to be sleepless.
Ten years have passed, and it turns out that it has passed in a blink of an eye. In my memory, the man was always lazy, with surprisingly clear eyes, saying ridiculous things and doing ridiculous things. From being angry with him at the beginning to vomiting blood. Gradually, I got used to it, I accepted it, and even began to ......
Biluo closed her eyes and suddenly felt a little old. Only the elderly will be so fond of reminiscing about old things.
There are too many things in the past, so it's better not to think about it.
Her fingertips loosened slightly, a small note fluttered down, and she sighed so silently that she couldn't even hear herself.
That's it, too!
The night was dark, and a carriage went out of the city in the starry night. The man driving the carriage had an extremely handsome and beautiful face, and a scar on his face. Not only is it not hideous, but it adds a kind of vicissitudes and freedom.
In the carriage. Two men with the same disfigured face quietly guarded a man who had not woken up.
"That's all there is to it? Biluo's ability is nothing more than that? Di Jiudi's voice was cold, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.
Di Yi gritted his teeth and said: "Biluo once said that it is difficult for people who have been in a coma for a long time to live long, because ......"
He actually couldn't bear to repeat the cruel words that Biluo had said, but even if it was the truth, it must be explained that he had chosen this path. It is necessary to know what they are bearing and what they will face in the future.
However, Di Jiu didn't even have the interest to listen: "There is an end to medical skills." But the human heart does not. β
Di Yi was stunned, looked at him for a while, suddenly smiled, and nodded deeply: "What you said is that there is no limit to what people can do." β
Di Jiu only looked down at Fu Hanqing's sleeping face, and never raised his head: "What's more, it's not necessarily desperate now, don't forget, where he came from." β
Di Yi was slightly moved: "Do you want to ...... However, Zhao Guofeng Jinjie is dead, and Yan Guorong Qian has also undergone a change in Yanjing, and no one has seen him since the court saved the king. Although it is rumored that the Yan Kingdom Palace is recuperating in peace, everyone who is well-informed knows that Rong Qian is missing. β
"There are definitely more than these two of his companions. At the beginning, those who were the first to accept the Shura religion, secretly advocated this government, and tried their best to promote it, may have been old in other places. For example, Fang Qingchen of Chu State. Although Fang Qingchen is dead, the others are still there. I had examined these things in detail, and I had a good idea of which people were most likely to be his deceased. β
Di Yijue's spirit was shocked, and his eyes were full of hope again: "If this is the case, maybe it can really be saved!" Xiaolou has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and Han also told us that he is the stupidest of Xiaolou's classmates, and the stupidest people have such abilities, so ......"
Di Jiu was very calm: "Don't be too happy. The people in Xiaolou are all self-defeating, and everyone lives their own lives, even if they are indifferent to Xiaolou's companions. β
"But Feng Jinjie took the initiative to find us, and Han also took the initiative to find Rong Qian, and they will not deliberately avoid each other! If we really come to the door, will they be able to see death and not save them? β
The more Di Yi said, the more excited he became: "It's just, how to find it?" Han may not be able to withstand the long journey, and with him, it is also a big trouble to hide his tracks. The Shura Sect may not be able to let go of you and him. In this way, it is not advisable for you and Han to run around, it is better for me and Di Dian to find someone, you ......"
His eyes suddenly flashed: "I have a very reliable person, and I have a very reliable place......
Di Jiu comprehended: "The place where neither I nor the Shura Sect can find is indeed reliable." That person is naturally more reliable. β
The two of them glanced at each other, and their hearts, which had been heavy, finally relaxed a little.
In any case, hope, there is still something.
That magical little building, those who are said to be many, many more capable than Han.
They are from the same place, so they must have incense. Han would never die without help, and would rather be hurt himself than stand idly by to help people in need, so his companions should be similar, at least, they will not see their classmates in trouble, and ignore it.
They thought it for granted, staring down at the person who cared about it like this.
Han, you must, you're going to wake up, aren't you?
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"Light dust, light dust! Wake up. β
"What's the noise?" Fang Qingchen gritted his teeth and jumped up from the trunk, he was so angry when he was woken up that he actually forgot that he was sleeping on the tree last night, and this jump was planted directly from mid-air.
It is also thanks to his good work, his ability is great, and at the critical moment, he can still turn over and stand firm, but this anger is getting bigger and bigger: "What's the noise!" surnamed Zhang, you still don't let people live? Even if I have to rush to save Han, I have to sleep! I didn't eat or sleep, thousands of miles, and I died halfway before I arrived! Even if I'm being punished now, you have to have human rights! "Don't be angry, I called you to officially inform you that you don't have to save Han
"What? Don't have to save Han? Are you going to leave him alone and let him go mad? β
"He's not going to go crazy. This kid was too soft-hearted, and he couldn't bear to hurt others when he was so badly injured, and finally he gave his mental power a stick and knocked himself unconscious. β
"Hmph, I know that good people don't live long, and the end of being a good person is asking for hardship." Fang Qingchen was angry and annoyed. has this kind of stupid classmate, which really makes him, who has never been willing to suffer, feel shameless.
"In short, now that his spiritual body is sleeping and healing in his body, it is the same whether you can save him or not, so you don't have to go out of your way to save him."
"But what will happen to his flesh then?" Fang Qingchen frowned: "In this era, there is not even the intravenous injection and intubation technology of primitive medical treatment, how long can a vegetative person live?" β
"What does it matter, anyway, it's dead or alive, his spirit is the same as sleeping, and he just goes back to Xiaolou and sleeps when he dies." By the way, let me tell you, it turns out that Di Jiu's kid didn't betray him, but was too seriously injured at that time to defend him. Later, I still found a chance to rescue him, but unfortunately it was too late, and Han didn't see it. β
"I see. This kid pretended to be so similar, he didn't show any expression at all, and we didn't see it. Otherwise, if he broke the rules at that time to tell Han the truth, wouldn't there be nothing? Fang Qingchen unfairly put all the blame on Di Jiu.
In fact, these classmates are even the most gossipy Zhang Minxin. Nor will they look closely at other people's WTO entry records everywhere. Even if you look at your eyes, you mainly pay attention to your classmates, other people's daily actions, words and deeds, and expressions are just incidental to see, which will really analyze and judge carefully.
Light Dust yawned. "Now that it's okay, Xiaorong's Jinjie also promised to help, can I come back?"
"Don't even think about it. The professor said, although the matter of Ahan is gone. Your punishment shall be the same. You must clean up all the mess caused by you in the Chu Kingdom. Besides, Jinjie only cares about his old friend, where does he have time to take care of Xiao Rong, at most he only helps Xiao Rong heal his injuries, if you don't help, how can he get out of trouble. That's right. There is one more thing to explain. Di Jiu wants to wake up Han, and now he is looking for people everywhere, and he wants to find people in the small building! After you re-enter the world, if he finds you, don't pay attention to it. β
"Huh?" Fang Qingchen was slightly stunned.
"Of course! Ignore him! Ah Han was seriously mentally injured, and waking him up was tantamount to not allowing him to be treated, and his injuries would worsen. Besides, why did Di Jiu cure Han so easily? If he cured Ah Han, he felt that he didn't owe Ah Han anything, and he could be comfortable. I was happy and felt like a savior. Phew! There is nothing so cheap in the world! β
Fang Qingchen nodded and completely agreed: "It's not." Now that I think about saving people, what did I do earlier? In these years, if you do something wrong, you do it wrong, but it doesn't mean that you can turn back. An apology is useful, but what else do you want the police to do? He stabbed Han's sword, and Han can forget it, I still remember it! β
He himself is a person who bears him a penny, and he wants human flesh and blood to build the Great Wall. Ah Han suffered so much at Di Jiu's hands, in his opinion. No matter how Di Jiu is rectified, it is reasonable, not to let Di Jiu suffer a little more conscience torture, how can he get this evil breath?
"Tut, I didn't expect that, Zhang Minxin, you would have such correct views and opinions."
"You are less poor, you have the ability to clean up all the troubles you have caused, and then count me down. I don't have time to pay attention to you, I have to inform the others, if you are asked to come to the door, you will pretend to be ruthless and ignore it, and let the love saint who thinks he is a prodigal son turn back to go around and suffer! β
In a few words, they decided the fate of several other people. They don't think it's a big deal, and they don't think there's anything wrong with it. Whoever can love and be selfless is an ordinary person, and he will care more about his relatives, and it is inevitable that he will blame other strangers because of the misfortune of his relatives and friends. What's more, they are from Xiaolou.
Fang Qingchen smiled, ended the conversation, and went to untie the old and thin horse under the tree, and turned over on the horse.
Han didn't need him to rush to the rescue day and night, and the matter on Xiao Rong's side was not particularly urgent, so his trip was much more leisurely
The ancient road, the west wind, he walked alone.
Far ahead, there is a homeland that has changed from human resources, and in that land full of wars and disasters, there are people from other places.