Mr. Gao Leng is a dragon

Thinking of those things that happened in Qin's house, Qiu Shi cried more and more sadly, tears rolling down like broken pearls.

But he was afraid that his crying appearance would make the patriarch look disgusted, so he quickly withdrew his hand, lay on the stone bed and bit his lip, not daring to cry out.

But the patriarch didn't dislike him, he even gently stroked his hair and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

At this moment, Qiushi couldn't bear it anymore, hugged the sleeve of the patriarch and began to cry.

Patriarch treated him like this, reminding him of his mother.The same is true of his mother, when he felt wronged and wanted to cry, she would gently touch his hair and wipe away his tears.

But he never saw his mother again.

I don't know how long he cried, but he actually fell asleep.

In the past few days, he was forced to work every day in the cold and freezing weather. He was very tired, and his head hit the stone tablet again, causing severe pain.Tired and painful, don't you get sleepy easily?

He didn't know how long he slept, and he dreamed about being thrown into the Black Dragon Pool that night again in a daze.

His concubine sister said vicious words to him, and his husband Qin Wenmin threw him into the dark Black Dragon Pool without the slightest hesitation.

Qiushi woke up with a start, clutching his throbbing chest in a daze, it took him a long time to realize that he was just dreaming.

The sound of sparks exploding came from the fire pit, Qiushi came back to his senses, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sat up with his arms propped up.

When he looked up, he saw a big change in the room.There was a thick tiger-skin mattress on the bare and hard stone bed, a small table with food boxes on the head of the bed, and a bronze stove in the middle of the room. Smoke, a faint fragrance wafts from the stove lid.

But what about the grandfather?Qiu Shi's heart tightened, and his eyes quickly searched.

The room was not big, so he quickly scanned it, but he couldn't see the patriarch.

Is this out?

He was about to get out of bed when the door was pushed open suddenly, and a tall man entered with the cold wind and snow.

This person has white skin and a handsome face, but his eyes are cold.

There was snow on his shoulders, and a deer was still dripping with blood in his hand.

It is the grandfather.

Qiu Shi was overjoyed, quickly took off the fur robe on his body, got off the bed and knelt on the ground: "I pay my respects to the patriarch."

Everything that happened yesterday was not a dream, there really was a Patriarch.

The man in black threw the deer by the firepit, walked a few steps to help him up, sat down on the tiger skin mattress, and asked softly, "Does your head still hurt?"

Qiu Shi blushed, and rubbed the back of his head blankly.

The wound has healed, not only is there no pain at all, not even a scar is left.

Is this the grandfather who helped him heal?

Qiushi got up quickly, wanting to kneel down and thank him.

But he just bent down and stretched out a hand to support him: "There is no need to be polite."

Without the cover of the sleeves, Qiu Shi could see clearly that the patriarch's fingers were slender and fair, but the nails were not only long and curved, but also black.

The long nails made his heart tighten, and he immediately thought of the monster with blood-red vertical pupils and huge eyes at the bottom of the dark Black Dragon Pool.

Seeing that his face suddenly turned pale and his body trembled, Patriarch put a fur robe on his shoulders and asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

The sound of "It's cold" brought Qiu Shi back to his senses in an instant.

The thing at the bottom of the Black Dragon Pool is just a cold-blooded beast, and the person in front of him is his savior.

Don't think about it.