Reborn, I was pursued by the Prince of the Broken Sleeves

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the ancient temple, giving the stone steps and eaves a layer of silver light.

Su Manman came out of the Zen room. In the past two days, Mingjing always stood quietly in the corner outside the house. When he saw her come out, he smiled lightly.

After all, she was only eleven or twelve years old. The more I met her, the closer I felt to her.

Whenever they met, he always liked to talk to her.

But at this time, when she went out, the place was empty, without a single person in sight.

Maybe he is busy and won't come.

Maybe she was familiar with the route, so she didn't need anyone to lead her.

Su Manman didn't care and walked forward along the corridor.

As night falls, the lights in the temple gradually light up, the mountain courtyard appears even more secluded in the night, and occasionally the chirping of birds can be heard.

The stone path of the ancient temple meandered in the night, and the tall old trees cast mottled shadows. There were no passers-by, and when the cold wind blew, she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

Night came, and she felt sleepy.

I can't bear it anymore.

"Ouch!"

Her feet slipped, her body tilted, and her whole body rushed towards the lake beside her.

Su Manman suddenly became a little more sober. She turned her body in the air and grabbed a willow branch by the lake with one hand, barely stopping herself from rushing down.

Almost.

She fell into the lake silently.

The poison took effect at night, and she felt sleepy, weak, and her physical strength was much worse than during the day.

How to walk and rush into the lake.

Su Manman looked at the deep lake, her heart skipped a beat, and she turned around and took a few quick steps.

His mind sank, and he turned back and stood on the shore looking out at the lake.

what is that?

In the dark night, she took a quick glance and saw a string of bubbles floating on the surface of the lake.

I didn't pay much attention at first, but when I looked back carefully, I saw a hand slowly extending from the bottom of the water around the string of bubbles.

Su Manman immediately became alert and shouted loudly: "Help! Help! Someone has fallen into the water."

The next moment, she rushed to the bamboo forest nearby and broke off a long bamboo.

She picked up the bamboo, put one end into the water and stirred it.

She picked up the man's clothes with one end of the bamboo and used all her strength to lift him to the surface of the water.

Unfortunately, she was too weak at night and her right shoulder was injured, so she couldn't use any strength at all.

She tried several times and clearly lifted the person out of the water, but when she was about to reach the shore, he slipped under again.

Under the moonlight, the person who was lifted out of the water had a bald head and a dark green complexion on his young face.

It is clear and pure.

Su Manman was extremely anxious and worked even harder to save people.

Unexpectedly, when she was concentrating on saving people, she suddenly heard a palm wind from behind. She dodged alertly, her feet slipped again, and she fell straight into the lake.

She tried to grab the willow branch again.

Unfortunately, she was not as lucky this time. The willow branch was too far away from her and she couldn't reach it.

Taohong went to the kitchen to make a blood-replenishing soup for her, and Qingluan went down the mountain and returned home to report that she was safe.

There was no one available around her.

She didn't expect that she would encounter such a disaster in Baiyun Temple.

When she closed her eyes, a black figure fell from the sky and landed beside her. He put his arm around her waist and brought her to the shore.

With his other hand, he used a bamboo pole to easily pick up the person in the water and put him on the shore.

Su Manman opened her eyes and saw the man's eyes in the dark night. Although deep and dark, they gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

"Your Highness," she exclaimed, and then added, "Your Highness, someone tried to push me into the water."

As she told the truth, she rushed over and turned the person on the ground over.

Under the moonlight, Mingjing's lips were purple and his face was ashen.

She reached out and sniffed.

Not a breath.

he died.

Her fingers touched the tip of his cold nose, trembling slightly.

He is still a child.

During the day, he still smiled at her.

He also promised that in three months, he would give her a jar of vinegar to try.

No, she didn't want him to die.

Even if he died, she would snatch him away from the hands of the King of Hell.

In a flash, she thought of a life-saving technique her master had once taught her.

For drowning people, this method can be used to treat them in the initial period of death.

She laid Mingjing flat, tilted his face to one side, and used her hands to pick out all the mud from his mouth.

This method of saving people is incompatible with the secular world.

But when human life is put together with worldly views, she has died once and she understands the meaning of life.

To her, all those worldly etiquette and laws are empty.

Considering her past and present lives, she is old enough to be Mingjing's mother.

She is not afraid.

She seemed to have made a huge decision. She suddenly took a deep breath, leaned down, and was about to cover him.

Ye Mo was quick to grab her and asked coldly, "He's dead, what else are you going to do?"

"He's not dead yet. I want to breathe some air into him. I want to save him."

"You are a woman." He warned her angrily.

"When it comes to life and death, there is no difference between men and women," she argued.

"Do you know the consequences of saving him like this..."

"Between life and death, everything is meaningless. I will bear all the consequences alone."

She pushed his hand away with all her strength, and bent over to continue.

Ye Mo grabbed her and stared into her eyes with his dark eyes.

What kind of eyes were those? The surging waves in them seemed to drown people in an instant.

"I'll do it." He suddenly said.

"You come?" Su Manman asked in disbelief.

His coming was more difficult for her to accept than her coming.

"Hurry up, tell me what to do!" He seemed to have made the biggest decision. If Su Manman dared to ask another question, he would immediately take action and crush the man on the ground to death.

"Okay!" Su Manman came back to her senses after a daze. "Let's cooperate. I'll press on his chest and ask you to blow air, and you will breathe into him."

There's no time to say more.

Su Manman knelt on the ground, crossed her hands together, and began to press her palms against Mingjing's chest.

After pressing a few times, she ordered, "Start breathing."

Ye Mo followed her instructions and gave him some energy.

When Zhuifeng and other relevant people arrived, this was the scene they saw.

Everyone was stunned, turned around and retreated, blocking off the surroundings.

Wu Xiaowen rushed over, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, shook his head, and said regretfully: "What a pity, he drowned for too long and is dead."

"No, no, you can still try."

Su Manman still didn't give up. Even though her hands were sore, she continued to press up and down on his chest.

Li Yuan also rushed over after hearing the news.

He stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, examined him carefully for a long time, and said with regret: "He has no pulse at all. There is no hope of saving him."

Master Xuwu staggered over barefoot, looking at the person on the ground with anxious eyes.

Hearing the words of the two doctors, his eyes were filled with pain.

He picked up this child on the roadside when he was traveling.

I have been with him since I was a child, and he raised me with great care. Now that I have finally grown up, who would have thought that such a thing would happen.

The master was both a teacher and a father. The feeling of losing a loved one made him so sad that he could not help but stand by and recite scriptures to pray for the salvation of the soul.