Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

After dinner, I followed the agreement to visit Young Master Jing, and naturally did not give any detoxification method, because it cannot be explained by any pharmacology I know. With his elixir to alleviate the poison, everyone has a long-term plan.

Young Master Jing woke up again later, but he didn't make a fuss anymore, he just kept mumbling something, the words he spoke were extremely blurred due to the burnt vocal cords, but he still kept moving his lips.

I asked Qin Yuyu what was the matter, and he told me that the reason why scorpion venom can cause high fever is because the bone-tailed scorpion has extremely sensitive hearing. thing, desire.

Then it will repeat this voice day and night, making people obsessed, and the fire in the heart spreads from the inside out, burning bones and flesh.

After Mrs. Jing heard this, she hurriedly called Jing Nian who had been serving the young master to listen. After all, Jing Nian was just a tool to them.

It's ridiculous to say that even the superiors at the headquarters who have absolute authority over me have never called me a waste because of mission mistakes, and only let the developers continue to upgrade the system for me.

The same is a tool, why not punish the machine, but punish the human?

Is it because people suffer from punishment?

Will Jing Nian feel the pain too?at what time?

Jing Nian obeyed the order and listened for a while by the bed, his face was serious, and he nodded while listening.It took a while to get up, looked at Miss Jing who was full of anxiety, and said slowly: "The young master said, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive this test, he and you have been engaged since childhood, if they pass away, I am afraid it will spread, and people will Said that you are the lone star of Tiansha, and killed him. If this is the case, it will be difficult for you to find a good family."

He paused for a moment, then picked up the rice paper on the table and handed it over, "So, the young master's wish is to annul this marriage contract as evidence."

When Ms. Jing heard this, her vermilion lips parted slightly, as if she had been hoarse, her throat moved a few times, and finally she only uttered a few meaningless syllables.At this moment, regardless of her ladylike image, she stumbled to the bed and held the hand full of blisters and pus, "Cousin, what nonsense are you talking about? Even the elder fairy said there is still a way, how could you?" what about death?"

"I don't allow it, I don't allow it. We still have so many places we haven't visited, so many scenery we haven't seen. You clearly promised me that you would take me on a wild hunt in winter and an outing in spring. Don't you count?"

"You don't have to be afraid that I won't get married. Anyway, the wedding dress has already been prepared by a tailor. I will worship tomorrow. If you can't get up, I will carry you on my back. What a lonely star, we want to grow old together."

She was distraught, chattering like a hysterical attack, and her bedridden husband could not respond, but shed two lines of tears.

Mrs. Jing said slowly, "Tomorrow will not be an auspicious day... Alas, whatever, it's up to you."

"Absolutely not."

Immediately everyone looked at the Jade Bird. Its voice was no different from that of a young man, and its tone was full of regret, "A person's life is like a boat chasing a lighthouse in the sea, seeking desire. If you read it, the oil will run out and the lamp will dry up, and the medicine will not be able to save it."

After a while of silence, Ms. Jing's unrepressed crying echoed in the room, and everyone showed sadness. I also followed the tear ducts at the same time. Before I was ready, I saw Jing Nian leaving the room and followed closely behind.

He actually went to cut firewood in the cold wind again.

I just sat on the rock beside me and watched without talking to him, because according to the data collected so far, the analysis result is: there is a 99% probability that he will not talk to me.

For me, people are too complicated, just like I thought that Young Master Jing deserved it just a moment ago, but now I am moved by the relationship between him and Miss Jing.

Will Jing Nian be moved too?at what time?

When the last piece of firewood fell off the stake, the boy put away the hatchet, and I stood up and followed him.

I saw him entering the woodshed and was about to close the door.

I blocked the door with my palm and said, "Jing Nian, let's talk."

He frowned and looked at me, and I said first: "Are you trying to say that I'm really shameless, and I'm still following you?"

"What on earth are you going to do?" He said in a bad tone, "You're already a fairy, and I don't have anything of value to you."

"I'm not a fairy elder."

"Then why are you with another fairy?"

"It's a long story, it's all a misunderstanding anyway." I said sincerely, "And they won't suspect you of stealing clothes anymore, and you don't have to pretend that you don't know me."

"It doesn't matter if you know it or not."

"But you dug me out of the snow and gave me back the spirit stones. Immortal Yu Yu gave me a lot, and I can pay you back now." I took out the purse embroidered with ducks and handed it to him.

He frowned and opened my hand, "You don't need to pay it back, I'm not a monk, so it's useless to ask for it."

"Then leave here, go to Tianyi City, and worship the Immortal Gate. This is what you want, right?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly let go of the door and stretched out his hand to drag me in.Before I could be happy, I was thrown to the ground.

He looked more dangerous than when he told me not to get too close.

It was very dark in the firewood room, and his face was completely hidden in the shadows, except for the half-human tall hatchet, which was shining coldly.

"You knew already?"

"Yeah... I see... I can help you." I stuttered inexplicably.

Jing Nian didn't speak, but approached slowly, like a ghost, without the sound of footsteps, replaced by the screeching noise of the tip of a knife scratching the ground.

I hate the sound, it reminds me of laser cutting my body during repairs.

So I put my finger against the tip of the knife, raised my head and frowned, "If I'm not happy, I won't help you."

Jing Nian didn't come any closer, and he stood there quietly for a stick of incense. Although I couldn't see him, I always felt that his glass-like eyes were scrutinizing me up and down.

Just when I couldn't hold it anymore, he put away the hatchet, muttered, "I'm really confused, what can a fool know." Then he threw it into the haystack beside him.Like everyone else, Jing Nian began to spread the quilt on the floor for tonight.

He said casually, "How can you help me?"

"Elder Yuxian is very good, you can ask him to introduce you, oh yes, he also has an uncle who has a very temper, but he doesn't seem to have a good mind..."

Jing Nian had already finished spreading the quilt, and opened the door behind me with a big stride: "Okay, it's getting late, you can go back to the guest room to rest."

"I haven't finished talking yet."

"Things are far from as simple as you think." He chuckled mockingly and lifted me up from the ground, "Go back quickly."

"It's not easy and I can learn it."

Isn't the reason why artificial intelligence can achieve bionics precisely because of its excellent learning ability?

Jing Nian's patience finally ran out, and he returned to the original question, "Why do you want to learn? Do you have no purpose in doing things?"

Without thinking about it, I replied, "Because I'm easy to use."

Very useful bionic man.

It is the crystallization of the most cutting-edge technology in the 31st century.

I was full of confidence, relying on the wind that resounded throughout the wild land, I sent him a trial invitation, but he didn't answer for a long time.

So the two of them stood in a stalemate at the door, Jing Nian's eyelashes were covered with a small snowflake, and the glass bottle that fell into his eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye.

There are three thousand weak water in the bottle.

I vaguely heard a watchman beating a gong and walking past the door, it was very late at night.

After all, he took a step back and said perfunctorily, "Okay, then you can prove it to me."