I couldn't speak, I could only watch Ye Linglong being kicked out of the distance. But Gerdan pulled his apprentice and flew away like a bat against the ground. He took his broken arm with him. If you can't beat it, you can run, and you know the times.

And I don't know if it's because of excessive blood loss or because the wind poured into the chest caused a pneumothorax, I just feel that there is no way to breathe, and the whole person slowly turns black in front of his eyes, and then lies on the ground unconscious.

Before I lost consciousness, I was still thinking in my mind, who was going to save Ye Linglong? I didn't think about it, my chest was still open, and the cold wind at night was still pouring into it. If no one comes to my rescue, I will die tonight in this valley of the wicked.

Of course, I didn't die. The pain in my chest made me reluctantly wake up. In the haze, I felt as if a pair of hands were pinching my chest. I wanted to resist, but I couldn't. I want to sit up, or take my hands off my chest. This mental activity alone was enough to make me pass out again.

I woke up and tossed more than a dozen times. It's like being in a dream. That kind of dream is quite unreal. I saw Lu Jia standing in front of me and said to me, "Have you changed your mind?"

I quickly said, "How could I change my mind? I have only you in my heart." Even if your soul is sealed in a chain, I don't want to release you all the time. ”

"Isn't it better if you can't let it go? Isn't Bao'er more amorous than me? Aren't you tempted?" In the haze, Lu Jia's face was covered with a cloud of black gas, and her whole face seemed to be distorted. How did I know it was Lu Jia? I'm afraid that's what I imagined.

"How can I be tempted, her Bao'er is just a maid in a rich family in the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Do you just dislike her background?" Lu Jia laughed disdainfully, "What about Ye Linglong? She is not a maid, everyone is beautiful, and she is the descendant of high-ranking officials." ”

"What do you think?"

"Why can't I think so, she looks exactly like me, doesn't she?"

"Yes, so what?"

"Are you trying to get my soul out? Get it in her body again?"

...... "I must admit that this is true, and I can't quibble."

"You speak, you speak. Lu Jia said as she pressed me forward, "If you don't speak, it means that you have acquiesced." You don't have to explain anything, I know, it's all true. When you asked Wuchen to put my soul on Bao'er's vixen, you just wanted to find a reason for yourself to get close to her, right? ”

"Where do you want to go!"

"Isn't it? You dare to say that nothing happened to you and her?" Lu Jia didn't wait for me to say anything, and then continued to shout. "I know, you have a crush on Ye Linglong again, you look the same as me, and you have a lot less guilt in your heart, don't you! You men are like this, you always like the new and hate the old. ”

"Lu Jia, why do you think so. Can't you see that I've been in the Ming Dynasty for so long? Everything I do is to bring you home. ”

"What kind of home are you going back to! I see that you are here and you are not wanting to return. ”

Why did she become so rude? Where did Lu Jia, who knew well before, go? I was also a little angry when she robbed me, so I also shouted: "Since you said that I have changed my mind." Then should I dig out my heart and show you? ”

"You don't need to dig it, I'll dig it for you. ”

As she spoke, Lu Jia reached out and grabbed my chest. Unexpectedly, my chest was like papier-mâché, and it was broken by her hand. I watched as Lu Jia put her hand into my chest. I dug out my heart after two strokes in it. My peach-sized heart was beating in Lu Jia's hand, and streams of blood were pumped out of my veins. Lu Jia looked at my heart that kept gushing blood, and suddenly smiled.

"Looks like I'm wrong about you. ”

And then she didn't put my heart back. Instead, he tilted his head and raised his palms above his head to let the blood gush out. fell into her mouth.

"Ah......h

The sight was so eerie that I was awakened with a fright. I don't know if it's because I haven't opened my eyes for a long time, or if this time my eyes are too violent, and the corner of my eye is actually torn open.

"Master Mu, what's wrong with you?"

I heard a faint voice, and after a while, I remembered that it was Shang Ning'er's voice.

"Ning'er. ”

I managed to get two words out of my mouth, and it sounded like a run out of hell. Maybe I really went to hell once, but Hades didn't take it, and I came back. To be awake means to endure heart-rending pain. There was nothing anesthetic at all at that time. Hua Tuo's hemp boiling powder is what modern people say to give themselves meaning, and no one used hemp boiling in the Ming Dynasty.

All the anesthesia depends on endurance. Fortunately, I am more injured now, and my patience has increased by more than one notch. I don't know what Shang Ning'er used to plug the hole in my chest, I felt pain in the first two days, and then I felt numb and itchy for the next few days, and then it was hot, like putting a hot water bottle in my chest.

Every day, Shang Ning'er would change the dressing for me, and the ointments were black, and they smelled of horse urine. Later, when I asked her, I found out that those ointments were really mixed with horse urine.

When I was able to drink the gruel that Shang Ning'er fed me half-lying, she also told me what I had experienced after I passed out.

When she and her father Shang Zhao saw me, I was already lying in front of their street. They heard someone slamming the door and came out to watch, and they found me. They didn't see the person who sent me back, but I think it should be Ye Linglong, she knew that I was staying at Shang Zhao's house in Peach Blossom Town.

I was lying on the ground with a white cloth wrapped around my chest, which I shouldn't say because my blood had stained the whole cloth. When they carried me into the house, I didn't have a heartbeat or breath. When I opened the white cloth on my chest, I saw a large hole in my chest, and it was still bleeding out.

Shang Ning'er pressed my chest with her hand indiscriminately, which was originally a futile thing, but she inadvertently helped me perform cardiac compression resuscitation. When I had a faint heartbeat again, Shang Zhao found gauze to tie up my wounds. I kind of picked up a life by hitting it right.

Under the care of Shang Ning'er and Shang Zhao, I slowly recovered. I woke up more than a dozen times, and by the time I could get out of bed, it was already half a month later. It's been a long time for half a month. But for my injuries, it should be insignificant.

It's strange here, my body's recovery speed is actually dozens of times faster than ordinary people. My body, which was supposed to take half a year to recover, is now healed. At least I was a little surprised by the speed with which the wound healed.

I forgot what night it was, and before I knew it, it was snowing for the first time of the winter. When I woke up the next morning, the whole yard was white. In those days, snow was not very pretentious, and the first snow could fall more than a foot thick.

Winter really came, there was a stove in the house, and the smell of charcoal smoke made my chest ache faintly.

"I'll help you out for a walk. "Shang Ning'er saw my uncomfortable face, so she wanted me to go out and breathe some fresh air.

"Well, I happened to be suffocating in the house. ”

It's still a little cold outside. There were no clouds in the sky, and the sky was blue, as if it had been washed. It's rare to see such a sky, and all my grievances in the past ten days have been swept away.

"You know, I see your heart. Shang Ning'er looked at the white snow on the roof and the small Xiaoice pillars hanging from the eaves.

The snow hasn't melted yet, and it's not very cold yet. When the snow starts to melt, it's going to be unbearable.

"What is my heart like?" I said with a smile, "I haven't seen it yet." ”

It's been a long time since I've said so much, and I'm choking on the wind and coughing. I remembered the nightmare I had when I was unconscious, and Lu Jia pulled out my heart.

"It's not much different from a pig's heart. Shang Ning'er chuckled as she spoke.

"Yes. The same goes for the big and small?" I see that Shang Ning'er has recovered from the grief of losing her grandfather. It's a good thing that people like them, for a purpose, or a reason, can defend something or something that may not have any meaning in their lives. (To be continued...) )