Jiajing Spiritual Records

"Geng Yi?" Ning Huan repeated the name in his mouth blankly.Su Xian's gaze was always on the battered commander in the cage, he opened his mouth and explained to Ning Huan, "It was the ghost general who was convicted of treason by the court and died on the Dead Man's Slope."

"Ghost General!" Ning Huan was taken aback.But what is the relationship between that ghost general and Xi Le Buddha?

Su Xian lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking for a moment.Ning Huan looked around cautiously, and whispered in his ear, interrupting his thoughts: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, why not rescue Master Wang first?" Su Xian raised his eyes and looked into the cell The commander, panting heavily, nodded.

The dagger broke the outer lock, Ning Huan and Su Xian walked into the prison cell stepping on the straw soaked in blood.Wang Zhenning was lying on the ground motionless. The wound was more serious than it looked on the outside. His skin and underwear were bloody stuck together, and there was almost no good flesh on his whole body.Su Xian's eyes fell on his slightly raised abdomen, he frowned, his eyes were full of seriousness.

Wang Zhenning opened his eyes expressionlessly, staring at the void above his head motionlessly, gradually his eyes became focused, he turned his face away, and forced a weak smile from the corner of his mouth: "I don't know what to feed me, that guy?" What." He looked calm and spoke slowly, "Am I going to die?" The candlelight reflected on his pale face, and the cold sweat on his forehead mixed with blood dripped onto the straw beside him.

Su Xian pursed his lips slightly, lowered his voice and said, "You are the first person who can keep the heart eater in the stomach without changing his face."

"Master Wang, is he alright?" Ning Huan asked in a low voice beside him, with a look of worry on his brows.Heartworm, Ning Huan frowned, it doesn't sound like a good thing after all.

Suxian turned around and looked at Ning Huan who was standing blankly aside, he suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of pain?" Ning Huan pointed at himself, with a puzzled expression gradually showing on his face, "Are you afraid, what's wrong?" Who in the world is not afraid of pain?

Su Xian pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, looked at Wang Zhenning who was lying on the ground dying and said: "I'm afraid it's useless, I need to use your blood to save people."

"Save people?" Ning Huan looked at the motionless commander, although he didn't understand the meaning of Su Xian's words, he still readily rolled up his sleeves.He stretched out his thin arms to look at Su Xian, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't understand, since it's saving people, what are you doing with so many things?"

Su Xian raised his eyelids and looked at Ning Huan.After a while, he snorted angrily and turned his head anxiously.He couldn't tell Ning Huan that he had peeked at Yinchuan's hidden script, and suddenly thought of that cold hero who drained the blood of the guard who loved him so much in order to save his sweetheart, and regretted it in the end the plot of it.

"He, I'm afraid you're overthinking it." The commander's hoarse voice slowly sounded behind the two, looking at them and chuckling.Su Xian looked back at the commander's blood-stained beard trembling with his voice, sweetheart?He twitched the corner of his mouth and let out a soft "tsk", feeling like he was sick.

Su Xian tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his coat and stuffed it into the Commander's mouth, "Bite it." He urged.The short blade repeatedly brushed against the bright yellow flames until hot white gas began to emit from the surface.Su Xian stared at the bulge in Wang Zhenning's abdomen, and the blade slowly cut a deep cut in the skin. "Hiss—" Wang Zhenning gasped.

Su Xian pulled Ning Huan's wrist beside him and cut a long and thin wound, and the dark red blood dripped down his wrist, blooming blood on the wound on his abdomen.Ning Huan bit his lip and squatted beside Su Xian, fearing not to disturb him, and stared blankly at everything in front of him with his round eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Zhenning curled up, and beads of sweat kept slipping from his forehead, and his wet hair clinged to both sides of his pale face.His hands clenched into fists, the white joints, the blood overflowing from the abdominal wound, the movement of his abdominal bulge became more and more obvious.At this time, a light white spot appeared on the wound, and a finger-thick white worm poked its head out from the flesh, and was being attracted by Ning Huan's blood, wriggling and crawling out.Its head is an inverted triangle like a poisonous snake, and its body is surrounded by densely packed sharp barbs. Every time it squirms, Wang Zhenning, who fell on the ground, will twitch in pain.

Su Xian quickly picked out the white worm with a knife, and the sound of "Zi Zi" filled the wet and cold prison cell. The heart-eating worm was put on the fire, and a stench of rotting grease gradually filled the surroundings. It even covered up the strong smell of blood.Su Xian tore off another piece of cloth from the hem of his outer shirt, and bound Wang Zhenning's bleeding wound.

Wang Zhenning took the cloth he was clenched in his mouth, and let out a long breath of foul air. At this moment, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his whole body seemed to be taken out of an ice cellar. He gasped for breath, staring at the white worm not far away. Ning Huan looked at him curiously, and asked, "Who is that young man, and why is his blood so powerful?"

"His name is Ning Huan, and he is the son of Ning Xianzhong, the servant of the Ministry of Rites." Su Xian glanced at the commanding officer's searching gaze on Ning Huan, and the movement of his hands was violent, and the wound on his abdomen was tightened all of a sudden. Yes, Wang Zhenning grunted in pain.Su Xian squinted his eyes, stood up, flicked the non-existent dust on his hands, and said slightly threateningly, "My man, don't think about him."

"I'm just talking." Wang Zhenning snorted, then changed the subject and continued, "But it's really impossible to come to Jinyiwei? I can arrange him to be your subordinate, and you can start with Baihu..." On the side, Wang Zhenning waited for a long time but did not see Suxian's response. He turned his head suspiciously, and saw Suxian carefully bandaging the wound on the boy's wrist at the side.

"Can you! It's too tight!" Ning Huan accused.

Su Xian shackled Ning Huan's hands and feet with one hand, held the other end of the white cloth in his mouth, and tied the knot with one hand.His slender eyelashes drooped, and he roared angrily with lowered eyes: "Can you stop moving?"

"It's clearly your problem, so why blame me. If I don't move, you can't tie it well." Ning Huan turned back without showing any weakness.

"Stinky boy." Looking at the two of them, Wang Zhenning cursed with a smile.

Wang Zhenning suddenly remembered that when he met Geng Yi that year, he seemed to be at such an age. "Zhen Ning, this is the only thing I've ever asked of you in this life." The voice was slightly sad, and a long echo echoed in his ears.

"I, Geng Yi, have no father and no mother, and live in the Three Realms and Six Realms. If I go through life once, it can be regarded as the completion of my merits and virtues. He is different. He has a family and a wife, and his wife still has a child who is a few months old in his womb waiting for him to go home."

Inextricably linked like a rainstorm in the desert.When he came, he was full of joy; when he left, he disappeared without a trace, and Wang Zhenning's chest suddenly felt a little stuffy.

"You know that after signing the book of admonition, it is a capital crime. For the crime of treason, the nine clans should be punished and executed in a hurry." There was a fishy sweet taste in his throat, he paused every word, closed his eyes, and almost exhausted himself full strength.

When he moved his eyes, the waves in his eyes were like ripples created by a light breeze blowing across the water surface. After a while, the wind stopped and the water surface became still.His pupils were black and shiny, and he smiled and said, "I know."

Ning Huan looked at the comatose commander, and asked worriedly in a low voice: "Master Wang, are you all right?"

Su Xian looked down at Wang Zhenning who was lying on the ground, and shook his head: "The heartworm has been taken out, so it should be fine."

"What happened to that ghost general?" Ning Huan asked curiously with bright eyes.

Su Xian glanced at Ning Huan, and replied in a flat tone: "I have investigated the ghost general's treason before today."

"What's wrong?" Ning Huan asked.

Su Xian stared at Ning Huan without blinking, and there was a complex emotion in his eyes: "I can't find any extra evidence other than a piece of confession, the time is wrong, the place is wrong, three hundred soldiers should How to plot rebellion?"

"Then he will be wronged?"

Su Xian shook his head: "I heard that General Ghost was put under arrest on the way to the capital, and the person who killed him was the commander. The rebellion will never be done, and no one will avenge him." Su Xian stared at him ecstatically. Looking at the flickering candlelight in front of him, he seemed to be looking at a farther void through the flames, and his slender and curly eyelashes cast a light shadow at the bottom of his eyes. He looked at Ning Huan and said softly: "But since I entered Jinyiwei, every year On the [-]th of March, the Commander always disappears for a while. I followed him curiously and found that he would sit under the old locust tree at the foot of the dead man’s slope at that time every year, drinking alone.”

"and after?"

Su Xian pursed his lips, the blackness at the bottom of his eyes was so thick that it seemed to melt into the moonlight in the middle of the night: "Later. The person who drank outside the wilderness on March [-]th became me and him."

Su Xian hooked the corners of his lips, as if recalling something from the past, and said emotionally: "The Commander once told me when he was drunk that he left a baby who should have died on the dead man's slope 14 years ago." Su Xian Xian's eyes were bright, "I thought the baby was dead, but I didn't meet him and now he's still alive."

"Ah?" Ning Huan asked in surprise, "Alive? Where?"

Su Xian looked at Ning Huan's black grape eyes, patted Ning Huan's head away, and said angrily, "Why do you have so many questions?"

"But..." Ning Huan curled his lips angrily, and muttered in a low voice, but you don't need to speak in half every time...

"But let's go out first, otherwise something will happen to the Commander." Su Xian interrupted Ning Huan, humming.

Hearing this, Ning Huan immediately put on a bitter face, forgetting the questions just now: "How should we go out?" Ning Huan was a little worried. When he came in just now, he was disguised as a bronze figure. How can I escape if I can't even stand up.