"I'm not proficient in medical skills at all. It's okay for me to inject my true energy to heal injuries, but it's really not possible to treat people." Baili Fengjian raised his eyebrows and already showed his intention to refuse.
But Yexiu did not give up because of this, and said politely but persistently: "I think you two are extraordinary people. What's more, my wife is also suffering from a long-term illness. She must be able to maintain her health through superb medical skills."
Half of the bright red cinnamon on his nails faded, and he slowly put the cup back on the table. The hot steam returned to the lid of the tea. After thinking about it, Jing Che finally added the words "self" and "Mrs."
equal sign.
A body that has been sick for a long time? Oh, Ye Xiu was right. When he was going to sacrifice her as a sacrifice that day, he already knew that her soul was incomplete - what happened!
Jing Che suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly trembled. If Ye Xiu followed his words and told this matter, wouldn't Baili Fengjian...
Before Baili Feng could answer, Jing Che interjected first and said loudly: "Since the leader of the village wants to invite you, let's go and have a look."
Baili Fengjian glanced at her slightly suspiciously, how come the person who was usually the least nosy person was so warm-hearted now.
He glanced at her, and she happened to look at him at this moment. After their eyes met, the two of them looked away. To outsiders, this move seemed to be a tacit understanding.
"Then you two are coming with me." The two stood up and followed Yesiu out side by side.
Over the years, Jing Che has rarely had the opportunity to stand beside him so openly and openly. Now that her height can reach his shoulders, she is already considered tall among women. He does not need to condescendingly lean down to communicate with her like before.
When he went out, he turned aside to let her go first, and there seemed to be a flash of trance-like tenderness in his eyes.
Yexiu led them through the backyard and around the winding gravel road. An exquisite courtyard spread out in front of them, with colorful pear blossoms lining the streets and a faint fragrance floating on their necks.
Baili Fengjian lowered his voice and said in Jing Che's ear: "What are you so anxious to cover up?"
Jing Che paused and calmly asked, "I have a hidden illness, could it be that I have to shake it for you to see?"
"Besides the red Ming Gu, do you have any other secrets?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
"I'm worried that you're dragging me down." He said this and walked away, the pear petals shattering at his feet.
Jing Che simply stopped and took a deep breath to sort out his emotions secretly. The long conversation with her last night had exposed too many flaws. Fortunately, Baili Fengjian was too sleepy and didn't notice any clues. Perhaps he was too conceited to believe it.
My own feeling was that she could not be Jing Che from the beginning, so I had no doubts.
What she is most worried about now is that Ye Xiu has revealed the truth about her soul intentionally or unintentionally, which would be tantamount to confessing the truth to Baili Fengjian.
Anyway, a thousand years ago, she was not afraid that he would bring her to justice, but she was afraid of the day when the truth was revealed. Maybe in her heart, she was still carrying the shackles of her apprentice. She loved him, but she also
Guilty because I had close contact with him.
However, no matter what, she couldn't tell Tong Ye Xiu directly that she wanted to keep this matter a secret. This would leave the handle in someone else's hands, which would be like being attacked from both sides.
She stopped and stood under the pear tree for a moment, dazed for a moment. Baili Fengjian didn't wait for her, but walked straight across the path to the small house at the end.
The door was ajar, and when it was pushed open, a little bit of wind blew up, and the elegant fragrance of dried flowers entered my nose.
A wooden wheelchair faced the door with its back. The black hair on the back of her head was tied up into a neat bun and tied with a short pear blossom hairpin. The sound of the bamboo slips shaking was heard. The girl in the wheelchair was indifferent, but the person beside her was
The serving maid said: "Miss, the village master is here."
She just said nothing, and the little maid pushed the wheelchair around on her own initiative. The girl's eyebrows were straight and delicate, showing a sickly pale color, just like the pear blossoms in the yard, which were about to fall apart when the wind blew. She
He lowered his eyes and just flipped through the bamboo slips by himself, but for some reason his hand was not steady, and the bamboo slips fell to the ground, making a loud clatter.
Baili Fengjian leaned over to pick up the bamboo slips that had fallen to the ground. From the corner of his eye, he saw the first line of the bamboo slips saying "Grass Gu".
He tilted his head and raised his lips to smile, then extended his hand and handed it back to the girl. When he met those eyes, his gesture paused for no reason.
A pair of peach blossom eyes are watery, slightly curved at the ends, and eyelashes are as thick as a small brush. They are so shiny that they almost scorch people's eyesight. They are clearly two people with completely different looks. A single pair of similar eyes makes Baili stand out.
Kazama thought of her young apprentice with bright eyes and white teeth.
"This is my roommate Wen Wan," Ye Xiu introduced with a smile, then knelt down and looked at Wen Wan gently, "These two are guests from outside, this one is Baili Fengjian, and this one is Hongyi.
"
Her eyes finally focused, Wen Wan raised her eyes and glanced, but still didn't speak.
Jing Che was a little late and stepped into the room. He was looking at Wen Wan. These eyes were so beautiful that they reminded her of someone - she couldn't help but hold up her mask.
Ye Xiu straightened his body and nodded to the little maid. The maid then pushed the wheelchair and sent the person into the back room.
"You two have also seen Awan's situation."
Rubbing the stubble with his fingertips back and forth, Baili Fengjian watched Wen Wan enter the inner room thoughtfully, and after a while he asked: "Is it because I was born unable to speak, or..."
"Since entering this place, she suddenly stopped talking."
"You must have suffered some kind of blow," Jing Che said with some pity. She remembered that she was like this when she first entered the Shura field eight years ago. She refused to say a word to anyone. She wrapped herself up for a long time and refused to talk to anyone.
People approach and ask, "Where is this place and what happened?"
Yexiu's silhouette was half-hidden in the backlight, like an indestructible statue, and he remained silent.
"If you don't find the root cause, no matter how much you do, it will be in vain." Baili Fengjian said in a nonchalant manner, watching Ye Xiu from the corner of his eye, trying to find some flaws on his cold face.
Yesiu was still hesitating, obviously it was a difficult decision for a leader to tell the origin of this place.
"Forget it, it's useless to do anything anyway, and we are not boring people." Jing Che pretended to turn around and was about to leave the house.
"This is actually the burial mausoleum of God. Before God died, he personally set up a one-way confinement. All living beings can only enter but cannot exit."
Thinking of the weirdness of the whole place, the long tomb passage in the tens of thousands of glaciers, and the huge cave hidden in the sky, I knew that this must be a strange place, but I never expected that this was actually the burial tomb of a god.
Baili Fengjian was shocked by Yesiu's candid answer, and suddenly thought of a question: "Then you..."