It is not advisable to mention the past, but people should look forward.

In fact, Jingshu's life is also very good now, with a house (although it is a small rural building), a car (although it is a pig tricycle), and a little money (although it is all gone as soon as I buy a figure), but ——!!

This little day is still relatively moisturizing.

You don't have to live in the eyes of others every day, you don't have to whisper to the leader every day, and you don't have to look at the green tea in the office every day in fear and what moths you want to use to fix yourself!

After Jingshu arrived at his destination, he listened to the music and hummed a little song to mow the pigweed slowly. When he had money, Jingshu fed the pigs corn and feed, but when he had no money, he could only cut some pigweed that didn't cost money.

When it was almost noon, Jing Shu walked in the direction of home with a basket full of pigweed.

This is a meadow, and Qianmo is covered with tall grass, and if you don't know the way well, you will definitely get lost here.

Jingshu has lived here for eight years and is very familiar with these mountain roads.

My memory is also good, and I haven't been lost once anyway.

Today, however, there seems to be something unusual about this meadow.

- The smell of blood.

A strong smell of blood.

Jingshu paused slightly, and his footsteps stopped.

As she was about to walk up the avenue, she glanced sideways and moved her gaze closer to the woods.

There.

The smell of blood is the strongest.

It's not a good thing to have a good sense of smell, because the fertilizer and pigsty in the countryside smell really bad.

But it's not a bad thing to have a very sensitive sense of smell, it can help avoid many risks, and it can also lead people to find some strange and strange things.

For example-

After passing through the layers of grass, the faint sound of breathing became more audible.

The smell of blood is also stronger.

Jingshu hated the smell, but curiosity drove her to take a look, in case someone in the village was accidentally injured.

Approaching the forest, in a clump of grass high enough to reach people's knees, suddenly, Jing Shu heard a very weak but sarcastic voice-

"You too...... Come and kill me? ”

Jingshu: "......"

- I'll !!

Lowering his head, the bloodied teenager's breathing was weak and intermittent, as if he couldn't hold on for long.

The young man was beautiful, a beauty that could not be described in human language, as if any words that tried to describe it paled in at this moment.

Well, Jingshu admits that she doesn't speak well and can't describe it, but she looks good anyway!

White and tender, probably the cause of the injury, there was not the slightest blood on the lips, and there was a faint dim light of despair in the slightly opened eyes, although it was light, but there was no hope in sight.

And this white skin is not very like words, like being locked in a dark room all year round without seeing the sun.

Jingshu hurriedly put down the basket and wanted to check on the young man's situation, but at the moment when his hand was about to touch it, the young man on the ground got up and stabbed her head with a knife out of nowhere!

Jing Shu was startled, and the condition stood up and kicked over!

And then—

The boy was kicked in the body and completely fainted!

Jingshu: "......"

She, she didn't mean it!!

*

Good.

Ask a ——!!

[What is the first thing to do after picking up a super beautiful boy in the wilderness and returning home and treating his wounds briefly?] 】

Jingshu thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to call the police first!

As a result, she made three or four phone calls, but no one answered the Murakami police station, she looked at the calendar hanging on the wall, thinking that it was a holiday, but it was not a day, and she thought for two seconds, and then she remembered that the uncles at the police station seemed to go to the neighboring village to help solve a neighbor dispute today.

The police force in the village was already insufficient, so when they were transferred to help, there would be no one in the village.

Jingshu threw his phone aside, looked at the young man who was still unconscious on the bed, thought about it, and decided to take advantage of this time to change his medicine first, the previous bandages had all been soaked in blood, and it was easy to get infected if he didn't change it.

After carrying the man back at first, she took a brief look at the boy's wound.

I was stabbed in the waist and in the abdomen, both of which are very fragile places in the human body, and simple hemostasis does not do much. The boy seemed to have lost too much blood, and if he didn't get a blood transfusion quickly, he was afraid that he would be gone.

But where is the health station in the village that has the conditions to store blood packets, and I don't know what blood type this person is.

So she could only simply bandage people.

In addition to these two, there were many abrasions and scratches on his body, as if he had been made when he had rolled down the hillside, and the other side of the forest happened to be a slope, so it was no wonder that he was lying in the grass, which must have been rolled in after rolling down from that one.

After going uphill through the forest, there is a large road, and there are usually transport trucks passing through it.

After a brief inference, Jing Shu probably understood where this person came from.

"Alas...... This unlucky kid is quite fateful. She shook her head and sighed: "It's exactly the same route as Lao Tzu's escape back then." ”

Yes, after escaping the hundreds, she ran straight into the woods from the main road.

It was a dark and windy night, and the cold wind was blowing on the face, eerie and frightening, without a trace of light.

When she made her way through the woods, she didn't pay attention to her feet, and just slipped into the grass!

Then, due to exhaustion and inflammation of the wound, she fainted.

The next morning, he was picked up by Aunt Li and sent to where he lives now.

Originally, they were thinking of sending themselves to the town's welfare center, but now the family has no children, so the family discussed with the villagers, and they want to adopt them.

So she somehow had a house and a litter of piglets.

After changing the medicine, Jing Shu poured out the blood, wiped his hands and walked leisurely into the house.

She still has something to do today, which is to chop up a little pork that has just been sent back to the slaughterhouse to make balls into meat foam, and tomorrow she will go to the market and pull it to the village to buy it.

If you buy a good price, your paper man wife can have a new set of fashions.

Jingshu's house was renovated by herself, and she did interior design before she crossed, so this person still has some strength in decoration.

This small building has been transformed into the most comfortable appearance with the least cost.

There is air conditioning and wifi, two-story attic, one word, cool!

When he returned to the house, the strong smell of blood dissipated a lot, Jing Shu paid great attention to ventilation, although he didn't like to tidy up the room, but he was still very particular about ventilation.

Jingshu pushed open the door of his room, but the moment he saw the scene inside, the girl was stunned!

The bed was empty, and the boy who had been unconscious there before was gone.

Jing Shu pursed his lips and walked in slowly, his ears moving slightly, listening carefully to every detail in the room.

She faced the bed, her back to the door, and the handkerchief she had used to wipe her fingers in her hand.

The wind blew the door, and when her back was completely defenseless, the young man with scissors suddenly jumped out of the door and stabbed Jing Shu's neck!

"Bang!"

Then, just a sound!

The boy's body was thrown over the shoulder by a girl who was extremely responsive to a 180-degree super gorgeous over-the-shoulder!

And accompanied by the girl's voice with a very sense of Bruce Lee's era - "Ahhh ~~”

"Boom!"

The boy was thrown back to bed directly by Jingshu!

Pay: "......"

The scissors were also taken away, and the desperate attack, failed.