novelraw Chapter 286 Master Is Bullying Her Closed Disciple Again (4)
Chapter 286 Master Is Bullying Her Closed Disciple Again (4)
Chapter 286 Master Is Bullying Her Closed Disciple Again (4)
It was at this moment that Shi Jiu finally realized that she actually loved him so much...
Ridiculous fool, it turned out to be her...
Where love arises, water cannot be contained...
Shi Jiu randomly found a tree in the back mountain, leaned against it and fell asleep.
Even if she froze to death here, she didn't want to sleep in the pile of corpses, and she didn't like other people's rooms.
Shi Jiu finally remembered the benefits of the Xia Dynasty. Although it was a backward era, but with Xia Yunqi as a woman, Shi Jiu seemed to always want the wind to get the wind, and the rain to get the rain.
The evil feudal era actually made her a little obsessed.
On Shi Jiu's first day as a national teacher, Xia Yunqi arranged a palace for her, and all the utensils in it were newly made by craftsmen in the palace.
At that time, it was commonplace, but now it has become a luxury, even a clean bed and bedding is a luxury.
Later, Shi Jiu felt a little cold when he lay down beside the tree, and it was the coldest day in the middle of the night.
Shi Jiu casually lit a fire and gathered it at her fingertips, the flames reflected her face, but Shi Jiu was still very cold.
"Set fire to the mountain, and sit in prison." Shi Jiu muttered to himself, patted the grass clippings on his buttocks, and planned to go down the mountain to find a place to lie down and sleep.
Her bones creaked and creaked, and her tens of thousands of years old bones ached from being cushioned by the tree.
Shi Jiu finally decided to give up her little cleanliness and walked down the mountain.
Now those disciples who Wancao died, their corpses should be cleaned up almost.
I hope Shichi and Qingshuang are not lazy...
Besides, isn't there reinforcements brought by Qiyang's lovely people?
At this time, Shichi and Qingshuang, who were being talked about by Shi Jiu, had already found a place to sleep in a corridor sheltered from the wind.
It turned out that the door owner's room had already been ransacked, but the quilt was still intact and clean.
Now is not the time to be picky, after the catastrophe, it is good to save one's life.
Shichi and Qingshuang were each wrapped in a quilt, leaning against the wall to sleep.
They all thought that Shi Jiu must be resistant to cold and frost, and found a good place to sleep peacefully, but they didn't expect Shi Jiu to go to the back mountain to hide from them.
But now, Shi Jiu regretted it.
After a day of beating and killing, she now wants to find a clean room and have a good sleep.
She is no longer the invulnerable and invulnerable young man she used to be. She is now an old aunt who is afraid of the cold.
Shi Jiu folded his arms and walked slowly down the mountain.
A spark gathered at her fingertips, illuminating the stumbling stone path.
Shi Jiu walked down the mountain quickly, and when his eyes fell on the side of the road, he stopped suddenly.
She saw a boy who was stiff and curled up beside the grass,
There was a layer of frost on his eyelashes, his cheeks were covered with blood, his lips were thin, with a faint color of blood, like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world, only half of his face was amazing enough.
He doesn't look like Shichi's size, maybe he's still a little boy.
The night was dark, but the flame at Shi Jiu's fingertips became brighter.
She walked over slowly, the flames from her fingertips approached the boy's face, reflecting his frail face.
Shi Jiu stretched out his fingers, straightened the broken hair in front of the boy, and saw his complete face clearly. Although it hadn't opened yet, the eyebrows and eyes were clearly the same as Jing Zhi.
The boy opened his eyes, the frost on the eyelashes rustled, he looked cold and icy, he seemed to be attracted by the fire, and slowly stretched out his fingers, his chapped lips were trembling, and he couldn't even speak Clear.
His fingers grabbed the edge of Shi Jiu's clothes, as if he had exhausted all his strength in his life, he grabbed it, and his voice was weak and indistinct, "Help me...please...please...anyone , whoever you want, help me..."
Shi Jiu felt that the air in her chest was taken away in an instant, and even breathing became difficult. She wanted to open the boy's hand, but her throat was choked and she couldn't speak.
"Help me...Anyone is fine...Help me..." Shi Jiu's mind circulated this sentence infinitely, like a witch's spell, the memory flooded towards Shi Jiu like a tide, her The eyes were filled with a hazy mist.
On that cold snowy night, Shi Jiu lay on the side of the road like this, watching the white plastic bags flying under the street lamps, and the cold snowflakes falling one after another.
She kept begging like this at that time, anyone is fine, save her, as long as it can save her.
Later she fell into a warm embrace, and she waited for the person who came to rescue her, and that was Jing Zhi.
Shi Jiu burst out laughing, and smiled, but tears flowed down silently.
She thought she was a fool, but she felt that the boy lying on the ground was the fool.
"You are the way of heaven, you have such a bad life, how can you survive in these three thousand worlds." Shi Jiu whispered.
The boy clutched Shi Jiu's sleeve but slowly let go, as if he had lost all his strength.
Shi Jiu's heart was beating wildly, and he finally fell from the cloud and onto the ground, falling in pieces, and couldn't even piece together a complete outline.
Shi Jiu quickly stretched out his hand to feel the boy's breathing, his breathing was very weak now, Shi Jiu didn't believe it, and felt his pulse again, the blood vessels seemed to have no power.
Shi Jiu's pupils shrank, and her fingers couldn't help shaking, "No, I have to save him, I have to save him."
She went back and forth in her mind, thinking of countless excuses for herself, but there was only one real reason, and that was that she wanted to save him.
She didn't want him to die.
Maybe this is just a trap carefully designed by him, but what if, what if it's not.
Shi Jiu's mood is very strange now, she doesn't want this boy to be Jing Zhi, but she has a little hope that he is Jing Zhi.
Shi Jiu's lips were murmured, but she couldn't utter a word, a great panic fell on her body unexpectedly, there was nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.
Please, please, please don't die, don't die in front of me.
During the Xia Dynasty, as the prime minister, Jing Zhi finally fulfilled Shi Jiu's wish, and did not die in front of him, but died in another place, in a silent night.
Tried to unbutton the boy and give him CPR, but her fingers were shaking so badly that the buttons couldn't be undone.
So Shi Jiu pressed down on the boy's chest through his clothes, until the ribs were all broken, and the boy's heart beat vigorously again.
He coughed violently, and his pale face finally turned red. When he opened his eyes for the first time, what he saw was Shi Jiu's teary eyes. He was obviously very pleasantly surprised, but he still pretended to be indifferent.
What a dishonest pretty sister...
He couldn't help smiling, the feeling of being cared about was warm and messy, like fireworks exploded in his heart.
(End of this chapter)