Beside the magic circle at the exit of Yunhunhu's sleeping place, Jingche turned around and glanced at this mysterious place. It was as peaceful as a dreamland, but she knew in her heart that there was a murderous intention hidden under this tranquility. It was never as simple as it seemed, and she felt regretful in her heart.
She passed by them like this. There were thousands of her imprisoned people here, but she couldn't even take a look at them before leaving.
But she knew that the master must have had his own plans in mind, so he chose to leave in a hurry, so she stopped resisting and followed Mo Xuehan into the magic circle obediently.
There was a dazzling white light that was spinning around the world, and when I opened my eyes again, I could see the endless desert, and I didn't know where I was transported.
Looking around, she found that Master, Mo Xuehan and Qiying were all missing. She thought that they all came out of the teleportation array and they were not too far apart, so she looked around and searched carefully. She had sharp eyes and could see at a glance.
Seeing what seemed to be a man in green sitting a few feet away, leaning against the sand dune, she eagerly walked around.
As I got closer, I realized that it was a woman, with long hair covering her face, her head half drooped, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.
"Girl?" Jing Che asked tentatively.
The woman weakly raised her head slightly and closed her lips very slightly, as if she was saying something, but in the end no sound came out due to her weakness.
Jing Che leaned close to her and comforted her kindly: "Girl, what's wrong with you? Where are you injured?"
Unexpectedly, a sharp knife was thrust into his abdomen. Fortunately, Jing Che reacted quickly and avoided it in time. The dagger only pierced the skin slightly, but a trace of blood inevitably leaked out.
"You—" Jing Che felt pain, holding his abdomen and taking a few steps back. The anger of the dog biting Lu Dongbin came to his surface, and he stared at the weak woman in front of him in disbelief.
She also stared at Jing Che with alert eyes and hid the dagger back in her sleeve.
"A Che." At this moment, Baili Fengjian's voice came from behind.
He gave Jing Che a sideways smile, and the focus of his eyes fell on the woman. Jing Che stepped forward to meet her, and was about to complain to him aggrievedly, when Baili Fengjian's expression suddenly changed inexplicably.
In Jing Che's impression, it seemed that the master had never made such a big mistake, and he even revealed his shocked expression without concealing it. She was suspicious in her heart, and heard him call out with a slight trembling: "Axi?
"
Do Master and all the women in the world know each other? Jing Che was jealous, Master actually ignored her who was injured, and looked at other women, her heart suddenly felt empty. She pursed her lips in disappointment, turned around, and accidentally pulled her abdomen
The wound was so painful that he let out a "hiss" sound.
The hand was hot and thick, and blood gushed out from the wound, but there was no trace of it because he was wearing black clothes.
The woman named A Xi finally raised her head. Now Jing Che could see her whole face clearly, and he froze there - this, this woman, the porcelain sculpture woman she broke with her.
Look exactly the same!
She changed her vigilant look and looked at Baili Fengjian with blurred and weak eyes. Her dry lips opened slightly, like a weak willow supporting the wind, which made her even more pitiful in the confusion of yellow sand, wind and sand: "Save me...
"
"Master, you can't save her!" After coming back to his senses, Jing Che opened his mouth to stop Master. She looked like Gui Xiang, but this woman had evil intentions. She wanted to hurt her, but she also pretended to be weak to Master to gain love.
"Don't be ridiculous." Baili Fengjian said to Jingche in a bored tone. He just thought that her retort was just nonsense and unreasonable as before, but this time he didn't want to play with her anymore. He
His attitude is as resolute as the boundless Gobi Desert. There is no need to say anything at all. It stands there unbreakably, like a huge barrier that separates the distance. It cannot be challenged or doubted.
He turned around, changed his tone and asked the woman: "What is your name? Why are you here."
"The slave...named Ruoxi, is a military prostitute who escaped from the military camp...and was trapped in this desert for several days..."
"Someone is chasing you?"
"Um……"
"Come up here and I'll carry you back."
"Master! She is not a good person!" Jing Che was anxious and stopped in front of Baili Fengjian, "She hurt me!"
Baili Fengjian just carried Ruoxi on his back, and when he straightened up, he glanced at Jing Che up and down. His eyes were so dark that it made people wonder if he had fallen into an endless black hole, unable to catch any emotion.
Jing Che was caught by this look, and a sudden feeling of sadness passed over him.
"Yes, I don't think you are very good."
Jing Che wanted to hand his bloody hand to him, but in the end he slowly clenched it, put it back into his sleeve, and followed Baili Fengjian without saying a word.
After walking a few steps further, I met Mo Xuehan and Qiying.
Mo Xuehan noticed that there was an extra person, who was being carried by Baili Fengjian himself, so he looked around a few times. After seeing the woman's appearance clearly, he was so horrified that he almost took a few steps back.
"She..." Mo Xuehan opened his mouth - the woman who asked Baili Sword Master to retreat into seclusion had clearly died during the national restoration movement seventy years ago.
His expression quickly returned to normal, and he sighed quietly, "There is another person in the world who looks like this."
After he finished speaking, he saw Jing Che's aggrieved but unwilling to explain expression - from now on, this little girl will be miserable.
Qiying remained silent. After pushing Qi Qi through the palace, he regained his strength and could walk on his own, but his face was still pale. He also looked at the woman a few more times, but she didn't recognize him. Finally, he stood next to Jing Che.
He turned to his side, frowned and asked in a low voice: "Are you injured?"
As soon as Qiying stood next to Jingche, he felt awkward as if he didn't know where to place his hands and feet. He was used to fighting and killing over the years, and there was blood and blood, but he just didn't know how to get along with a woman. Two years' prospects
Che's brilliant smile when he left disturbed his mood and made him even more afraid, so he subconsciously kept some distance away.
Jing Che raised his face with an overly bright smile, which seemed a bit unreal: "No, it's pretty good."
I deliberately emphasized the last three words, chewing on Baili Fengjian's words again, feeling sad in my heart.
Qiying took out a washed handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Jingche: "Wipe your hands."
Jingche took it silently and slowly held it tightly in his hand. A drop of salty wetness fell into the yellow sand, and in an instant it evaporated and disappeared.
She raised her eyes, dizzy by the water's light, and in her blurry vision was a pride that showed no sign of weakness.
Baili Fengjian was already walking far ahead with Ruoxi on his back. The long stretch of yellow sand was unpredictable, as if God's hand was arbitrarily squeezing the shape of the wind, creating different dunes and deserts. Just like the human heart, the road ahead was unpredictable.
One second it was still that beautiful, and the next second there were layers of barriers. Jing Che looked at the sky blankly, wondering if the next gust of wind would blow by, covering up the master's figure and disappearing from her world.
The group of people left the desert without saying a word. They just kept walking, neither far nor near, not out of sight, but still out of reach.
This desert was not far from the Miao village, and within an hour the group returned to the Miao palace.
Mo Xuehan was obsessed with the disease, while Baili Fengjian was only focused on healing Ruoxi's injuries first, and finally Jingche asked her to lead her to find him without any interest.
"This is it." Jing Che finally found the pit that was taken away just after it was half-filled that day. It has been trampled down now, so he searched for a long time.
Mo Xuehan cast a spell to remove a thick layer of soil, and the urn was exposed. She knelt down and touched the patterns on the urn carefully, observing in silence for a long time. She raised her sleeves and tapped her eyes, then straightened up.
He forced a smile to Jing Che and said, "Bo Yan has been reincarnated, thank you."
"Now you are thinking of your son. What were you doing when he was suffering in the past? Why did you abandon him?" Jing Che asked bluntly, feeling both sympathy and disgust for Mo Xuehan's sadness.
During his lifetime, Bo Yan was afraid of being timid and was never taken seriously or abused. If he had been cared for since he was a child, it wouldn't be like this.
Mo Xuehan's complex eyes met Jing Che's questioning eyes: "Some things are not as simple as you think. I want Bo Yan, but the rules and ethics may not allow him."
"Rules and ethics are more important than a life?"
"It's important." Mo Xuehan put the urn back into the soil without raising his head, picked up a handful of loess and buried the urn deeply again, "Just as you like your master, ethics and rules
It's a hurdle you can never cross. Whether you believe it or not, it's there."
The unknown little secret was exposed, Jing Che took a step back in shock, opened his mouth, and became speechless.
"I advise you to hide your thoughts quickly. Besides, Ruoxi is here now. Do you know that she looks exactly the same as your master's favorite woman?"
The sunlight was right above Jingche's head, strong and hot, and the wounds on his abdomen seemed to have condensed and started to scab.
All relationships in the world will have a wound. Some people are wise and wait for the scab to fall off and grow new flesh, and everything will pass away lightly. Some people are stupid and insist on opening it again and again and bleeding again and again.
Jing Che felt like a funny puppet and could only nod mechanically.
She knows, how could she not know? No one is more sensitive than her to the appearance of another woman next to the master.
"Now that you know it, you should cut it off before the symptoms begin."
Not showing signs yet?
Jingche laughed inexplicably.
The flame had been ignited in her heart for some time, and when she saw it clearly now, it had already burned into a raging fire. Mo Xuehan was only a bystander, so how could he know that Jing Che was deeply in love?
There are so many forbidden places in the world, and Jing Che doesn't believe that she can't break into this one.
"Do you have a charm that can make people tell the truth?" She didn't shy away from her words, as if she wanted to move forward bravely.
Mo Xuehan glanced at her suspiciously and understood immediately.
Are you trying to trick Baili into telling the truth? It seems that her words still failed to make Jing Che give up. That would go with her wishes and save her from not giving up. What's more, if she knew about this poison,
She would definitely be reluctant to give it to her master if there was no use for it.
He took out a box from his sleeve and handed it to Jing Che without hesitation: "No matter how experienced or tight-mouthed the person is, Chi Ming Gu can make him tell the truth."