"So, you're really afraid... uh..."

Qin Lang looked at the black-clothed girl who was holding her clothes, thought about it, didn't use the word [ghost], and changed the word:

“… Are you afraid of unclean things? ”

When Gu Jin heard this, in addition to his thumb and index finger, he stretched out another finger.

Three delicate fingers grabbed Qin Lang's clothes together, the girl still tilted her head, but responded to Qin Lang's question:

"Huh...!"

"Oh..."

Qin Lang was almost amused by this thing, gently supported her good-looking chin, and turned her little face around:

"Talking and looking at people, twisting like this all the time, isn't your neck sore?"

“……”

"That day, I just said casually, people still say that cats and dogs can see unclean things, they are like you, isn't it that every household dare not raise it?"

When Qin Lang said this, Gu Jin finally spoke, and spit out four words in a low voice:

"Cats are different."

"Huh? How is it different? ”

"Cats... Very well-behaved..."

"That's what I said... Isn't it eccentric? The cat is well-behaved, but the dog is not well-behaved? ”

"Dog stupid."

And always silly, spineless.

Gu Jin had seen a puppy in a pawnshop in the capital before, and the owner accidentally stepped on her, and the first day she was still sulking on the ground, looking like she didn't care about anyone anymore.

As a result, on the first two days, because the master touched her and said a few good words to her, she forgave the master as if she didn't care about anything, and became the usual loyal fool again...

So Gu Jin doesn't like dogs, but likes cats.

"Even if the cat is well-behaved, if you can see something unclean, do you still like it?"

“……”

The girl raised her chin slightly, her eyes looked at the river next to her, and she was a little distracted.

She was actually thinking about it very seriously.

"Okay, don't dwell on it, you can just like it, because there is nothing unclean in this world."

Qin Lang spread his hands with tears and laughter:

"People can't die but a handful of soil, and the legend of the Yunzhou demon clan is just a legend, even if the legend is true, as far as the current environment is concerned, it should be those demons and spirits who are afraid of us, not that we are afraid of them."

“……”

"Got it? If you understand, just wait here, I'll go and bring Zhen Ji back, soon. ”

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave again.

But unsurprisingly, there was no movement.

The hands behind him that grabbed the hem of his clothes had changed from one to two.

“……”

Qin Lang looked speechlessly at the girl who was sitting on the stone, clutching her clothes with both hands, but she couldn't see her expression clearly with her head down, for a moment, she always felt like a puppy thrown on the side of the road, and she had the urge to take her home and raise her like this.

It's just that she is a stubborn puppy.

refuses to please, let alone coquettish, and even refuses to let people see his beautiful little appearance, so he is silent.

Tut...

Such a puppy...

Who's going to pick it up...

……

Qin Lang was silent, she didn't speak, he didn't want to say it, seeing that her hands were clenched so tightly, she was relieved, so she was trained with weights, and she just took a step forward.

Not to mention, since then, Gu Jin has been taken by him, and he really came down from the stone.

"Shh

“？”

However, after stumbling and following a few steps, the sound of gasping behind him made Qin Lang have to stop.

As soon as she turned her head, the girl in black was biting her lower lip, her delicate eyebrows clumping together in pain.

"What's wrong?" Qin Lang's expression froze.

“……”

"Speak!"

This was the first time Qin Lang was impatient, and the first time he was a little louder.

Gu Jin was stunned by his roar, and wanted to stare at him again, but looking at his face, she didn't have the strength for some reason, and finally just looked to the side, gritted her teeth and muttered:

"It hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Feet..."

“？”

What do you mean? Broken foot?

Qin Lang frowned, his eyes moved, and he looked at the girl's boots.

And this kind of... Bad luck?

Forget if you're afraid of ghosts, no wonder this guy keeps sitting on the rocks and doesn't move.

Thinking that she had been stupidly staying in the riverside forest for an hour, Qin Lang's heart was distressed and a little funny.

"Have you rubbed it?"

"Nope..."

"Why?"

"It hurts..."

"Nonsense."

……

This young girl is the county lord's personal guard, not afraid of the dark, but afraid of ghosts, not afraid of death, but afraid of pain.

Qin Lang sometimes really couldn't understand her.

But in short, it is impossible to go now.

Qin Lang put one arm around Gu Jin's thin back, ignoring the slight tremor of her body, and then put the other arm on the crook of her leg and hugged her horizontally in one go.

Although Qin Lang felt that she was like a stubborn puppy, when he really held her, he felt that she was like a cat.

The light one is like a cat, and the quiet one is like a cat.

Yes, she didn't struggle.

Or for a moment, Gu Jin also thought about struggling.

But the first time she was suddenly caught in the arms of a man like this, she really forgot how to struggle, and even forgot how to talk and how to breathe.

In the buzzing cerebellum, except for the sound of his own pounding heartbeat, it seems that all the movement around him has become blurred.

So what should she do now?

Her hands... Where to put it?

It's been going on... Do you press it on your chest in a daze...?

Shouldn't it...

……

The girl's thoughts began to become chaotic, and the whole person was in Qin Lang's arms, slowly raising her eyelids, looking at his neck, and then trying to raise her arms a few times...

But after all, it didn't lift up.

……

Rustling...

The pace of the night is stepping on the fallen leaves of the forest meadow, and the road of a few steps seems to be as long as going from the capital to Qingzhou.

When Gu Jin felt that she was no longer surrounded by the kind of hot aura that made her want to blush for the first time in a long time, she had already been put down by Qin Lang and sat on the stone again.

"But also, this kind of thing sometimes can't be rubbed randomly, otherwise it's really easy to rub it seriously."

Qin Lang squatted down as he spoke, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Gu Jin pulled his feet back.

“？”

Qin Lang raised his head:

"Doesn't it hurt? I'll show you, what to hide? ”

“……”

When he said this, Gu Jin didn't hide.

"Which one?"

"Right..."

Sumire is slender and not big, and her boots are naturally small.

Qin Lang carefully slowly removed the small boot on her right foot, and then made a slight unexpected move.

"What's wrong...?"

"Uh..."

“……”

The night breeze gently blew on the girl's feet, Gu Jin looked at Qin Lang's expression, and was nervous for a while.

Don't...?!

No... Impossible, with her internal strength and light work...

And in the past few days, she and her wife have also insisted on daily cleaning, and when Qin Lang is not there, they also help each other wipe their bodies, how could it be...

"There's... There are..."

"Huh?"

She whispered, whispered for a while, until the two ears that had just recovered turned red again, but still not a word came out.

And Qin Lang looked up at her, but instead figured out what the girl was thinking, and replied with a smile:

"Well, it's a bit of a taste."

“！”

Seeing that a certain girl's expression instantly froze, and her pupils almost stood up like a frightened cat, Qin Lang smiled even happier:

"A faint scent... Not... Kind of like a gardenia. ”

“……”

Although he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart for the first time, Gu Jin's face, which had always been cold, also showed a beautiful shallow flush in front of Qin Lang for the first time.

As for saying that her feet have the scent of gardenias or something...

The girl's eyes just stared at Qin Lang angrily, her pink cheeks bulged for a long time, and finally her little face twisted, and the long ponytail on the back of her head also flicked, and while the fragrant hair brushed Qin Lang's face, she muttered two words:

"Perverted."

"Ahem..."

Sure enough, it was misunderstood.

But it doesn't matter, after all, Qin Lang is telling the truth and has a clear conscience.

And the reason why he was a little stunned when he took off his boots for Gu Jin was because he found that what Gu Jin was wearing on his feet was not an ordinary Luo socks made of brocade or silk like Su Yinhua.

Rather, it is a black fabric, which is not only soft and delicate to the touch, but even has a full elastic fabric.

Qin Lang was curious and fond of this fabric, but now was obviously not the time to be busy studying it.

"What exactly does it hurt? Ankle? ”

"It's not..."

"Isn't it?"

"Hmm... It's the center of the foot..."

Painful feet?

Who will break the center of the foot?

Qin Lang chuckled in his heart, estimating that things should not be as simple as breaking his feet, in short, take off her little socks with warm fragrance first.

……

A girl with a body as light as a cat, her slender feet are naturally small, and the size of Ying Ying's hand is almost just enough to stand on the palm of Qin Lang's hand.

The smooth back of the foot is a delicate snow white, the five round toes are like diced milk tofu, the toe seam is neat and soft, the clean and smooth toes are not colored, and they glow with a soft halo in the moonlight, as if coated with a layer of pearl powder, like a dream.

"Hmm... There are no bruises on the ankles..."

Gu Jin said that her feet were distressed, so Qin Lang had to raise the soles of her feet a little.

I have to say that even if you just hold it with one hand, it is enough to feel the soft bullet of the girl's little feet.

Under the graceful arch of the foot, Gu Jin's feet are also full of girlishness, pink and soft, and there is hardly even a trace of obvious folds.

However, Qin Lang's eyes narrowed, and he still found an abnormality in it.

I saw that in the middle of the girl's foot, a brown "rice grain" was actually pierced, and there was a faint trace of blood around it.

"Iron iris terrestris?"

Qin Lang was taken aback, and directly said the name of this thing.

……

Iron iris terrestris is a less common, but not rare plant, it looks a bit like a dog's tail grass, and this rice-sized thing is actually the stamens of the iron iris terrestris, hard as iron, because of the shape of the two pointed rice grains, it is quite sharp.

If nothing else, at least it's easy to pierce the soles of your shoes and get them into the soles of your feet.

The point is that this thing, although it is not poisonous in itself, can produce toxins when it is seen in blood.

The reason why Qin Lang understands it is also because his senior sister has also been recruited back then.

As for the part of the stroke, Qin Lang didn't want to recall, after all, he was the one who helped his senior sister detoxify...

……

"Sumire girl, is the foot pain you are talking about, is it a slight numbness and pain?"

"Hmm..."

"That's right, it's poisoning."

Qin Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"It's good that I found it early, otherwise my whole leg would have been unconscious for seven or eight days."

"That's... So what now...? ”

"Before it spreads, just drain the toxin-producing blood."

Qin Lang pulled out the iron iris terrestris that pierced into the girl's feet, and tried to simply press and squeeze it with his hands, but it really had no effect, not to mention that the position of the feet was originally tricky.

"Sumire girl, offended."

"You... Do you want to ...... Huh?! etc..."

……

There is no way, detoxification is important, Qin Lang decisively used the method of helping his senior sister detoxify before, leaned over, and cleared out the poisonous blood little by little.

Although the fragrance of gardenia seemed to be more obvious, Qin Lang had no other thoughts at this time.

It's a mess......

After all, he didn't expect that what he thought was a bad thing would develop into the current situation.