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Song Ziyu has not returned yet.At dusk, Wen Shugeng stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking around anxiously, but he didn't see anyone for a long time.

Suddenly there was a shrill scream in the room.

Wen Shugeng hurried away, pushed the door open and entered, only to see the face of the child on the bed was flushed red with tears streaming down his cheeks.He straightened his forearm, as if trying to grab something.

Gu Zhishi stood at the head of the bed, at a loss, and asked him for help: "For some reason, I just started crying."

Wen Shugeng approached and sighed: "It's probably a nightmare."

The cry of wah-wah sounded again, extremely wronged and desolate, it was almost worrying that this cry would cause the Lord of Heaven to mourn, and for a while there was a thunderstorm, and the heaven and the earth cried together.

Wen Shugeng sat on the edge of the bed, took the handkerchief from Gu Zhishi's hand, and was about to wipe the child's cheek, but was grabbed by his hand suddenly.

Shen Yun's hair was disheveled, his cheeks were horribly hot, and his lips were chapped and peeled. He firmly held Wen Shugeng's hand, and cried out indulgently and in despair:

"Daddy!"

This sound seemed to be called from the bottom of my heart, passing through the sad and painful heart, breaking through the hoarse and smoldering throat, and bursting out straight, it was heartbreaking.

Wen Shugeng was stunned.This child lost his parents, so he must be in constant fear, but he has a sensitive and gentle temperament, and he has never seen him cry a lot these days.

This high fever has been latent for a long time.Happiness is hidden in the bottom of my heart, and when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, they will germinate.And if you press the sorrow into that place, when the north wind howls, you will be frozen into an ice skate.

Day and night, every move, I feel so painful.

Wen Shugeng took the handkerchief with the other hand, wiped his face gently, and coaxed him in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay."

Shen Yun was still pinching his hand firmly, and it took a long time for that hand to loosen its strength weakly and curled up softly.

Wen Shugeng thought of his crazy but adventurous father, and was confused for a moment. He said softly: "Is it worth it? Heaven and man are separated, so letting go, isn't it a good fate?"

"He just can't let go." Gu Zhishi whispered.

Wen Shugeng cast his gaze doubtfully.

Gu Zhishi looked at him, his eyes were calm but seemed to be on fire, burning faintly: "Let it go, you will be open-minded naturally. It's rare to have deep love, if you can't let it go, you can only accept it willingly."

Wen Shugeng is like an ignorant child, what does it mean to be involuntary, and what is it to be willing to suffer?

As the dusk deepened, Gu Zhishi lit a lamp.The candle was flickering on and off, revealing the man's slightly frowning and restless look.

Gu Zhishi stood up and said, "I'm going to look for Brother Song."

Wen Shugeng subconsciously said: "I'll go, your injury is still not healed..." Before finishing speaking, Ziyu paused, Ziyu said he was fine, but...

At the moment when he was hesitating, Gu Zhishi had already pushed the door open, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Don't worry, I'll hurry back."

After leaving the small courtyard, Gu Zhi practiced lightness kung fu and went straight to the back mountain.

The mountain is quite steep, with jagged rocks blocking the road, countless poisonous ivy and weeds, and the mountain road is extremely slippery.However, for Gu Zhishi, it was like walking on flat ground.He doubted in his heart, with Song Ziyu's martial arts, it would not be possible to tease him on this mountain for so long.

After going deep into the mountains, he took another cup of tea and saw a bamboo forest.Passing through the bamboo forest, you can see that the ground is dotted with round stones, forming a winding path.

At the end of the green bamboo ring, there are several bamboo houses.

Gu Zhishi grabbed a few bamboo leaves from the bamboo branches and held them in her hands, then walked towards the bamboo house.Song Ziyu went up to the mountain to collect medicine anxiously, but he did not return, and his return was bound to be blocked.

Gu Zhishi thought coldly: I'm afraid the owner of this shabby room is too hospitable and petty, so he just refuses to let people go.

He walked all the way to the door of the house, when there was still ten meters away, the bamboo door creaked open from inside.

A strange-looking animal rolled down the steps. It was skinny and hairless, and its skin was an unhealthy blue color. It was running awkwardly from side to side.It seemed to be injured, and its movements were extremely slow. It jumped for a few steps and then stopped, curled up into a ball as if it was in great pain.

After looking closely for a while, Gu Zhishi's heart choked suddenly, this is clearly a shaved rabbit!

At this time, another man stepped out from behind the bamboo door. He was wearing a green shirt, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and picturesque, his complexion was paler than white, and his skin was extremely delicate and tender. He was the most beautiful girl Gu Zhishi had ever seen in his life. In front of him, I'm afraid it can only be regarded as a no-salt posture.

This man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and although he had a gloomy and desolate look on his face, it still made people unable to ignore the immature baby fat.

He looked at the rabbit and said in a bleak tone, "Idiot, why did you leave?"

The rabbit also seemed to understand human nature and understand human language. Hearing his voice, he started to twitch, and ran away in a panic, bumped into a green bamboo, and fell belly up.

The young man laughed all of a sudden: "Why are you so cute. Are you showing me how to wait for a rabbit?"

Gu Zhishi's eyes fell on him, but the young man didn't realize it, and walked towards the rabbit with a smile on his face.He stretched out a shiny white hand, extremely gentle, as if he wanted to hug the rabbit.

A little bit of powder was sprinkled, but his hands didn't touch the dirty rabbit at all.

The shrill cry stopped abruptly in the middle of it, and Gu Zhishi watched helplessly as the thin rabbit turned into a puddle of blood in an instant!

Gu Zhishi looked at him in shock.

The young man named Shi Nan turned his head, looked at him ruthlessly, and said coldly, "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhishi silently separated three bamboo leaves with his right hand, Shi Nan rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at his hand, but smiled slightly: "No need, no need to be like this."

His eyes were like lacquer, but there was only a cold light hidden: "Although my medicine powder is powerful, it can't make you as defenseless as this rabbit. Don't worry."

A gust of wind blew by, his hair slammed onto his cheeks, piercing his eyes, he had to close them slightly, but there was an unusual movement behind him.

Gu Zhishi walked around behind him like a ghost, leaned close to his ear and said, "But I can make you feel helpless."

His qinggong steps are really incomparably exquisite, and he teleports a few meters away without a sound, which is astonishing.

The icy sharp object caused goosebumps on the delicate long neck. Shi Nan didn't panic, but his face became paler, and he said softly: "I see that you were born very well, but I didn't expect you to be a cruel man. of."

Gu Zhishi's eyes were like cold stars, staring at the puddle of blood remaining on the ground: "Your Excellency is no less than me."

Shi Nan smiled contentedly: "That's true."

Gu Zhishi asked again: "Aren't you afraid?" He pressed the dagger closer to Shi Nan's skin, and blood immediately oozed from that tender spot.

"What are you afraid of?" Shi Nan turned his head slightly, regardless of the dagger still resting on his neck, "Are you afraid that you won't have time to collect the dead body of your friend who was poisoned?"

really.He was the one who detained Song Ziyu.

Gu Zhishi had no patience with him, she put away the dagger neatly, frowned and said, "What do you want?"

Shi Nan lowered his eyes and smiled, his gloomy face was so beautiful at this moment: "Isn't it too much to barter?"

With a cold face, Gu Zhishi spat out: "There's no need to put on a show here. Just say what you want."

Shi Nan closed his eyes slightly, looking a little tired, with evil spirits in the corner of his mouth: "A human life is not worth much, I just want you to exchange my own eyes."

In Muwu Village, Wen Shugeng was already in a state of anxiety.He held Shen Yun in his arms, touched the child's forehead, the veil dissipated the heat quickly, and drank a bowl of cold-dispelling soup, the child's body temperature had already begun to drop.It's just that Wen Shugeng was worried. Gu Yi and Ziyu hadn't returned for a long time. He always felt that this Muwu village was not as simple as he imagined.

It was getting late, the candles were flickering, and the lanterns exploded with a bang.

There was a knock on the door, and Cheng Jun's voice came in: "Mr. Wen?"

Wen Shugeng stayed on the bed, put on his shoes, and replied softly, "Please come in."

At this moment, the village master of the straw bag had a sad face, and said rather embarrassedly: "Is the child better?"

Wen Shugeng said indifferently: "The high fever has subsided, and Lao Zhaizhu is worried."

He boasted confidently, but he didn't even supervise the medicinal materials properly. Not only did he fail to make the guests feel at home, but he also made jokes about rats drowning in medicinal materials and his disciples' incompetence, which is really sad.

Cheng Jun said cheekily: "I should worry about it, Mr. Wen doesn't need to care about it."

Wen Shugeng raised his eyelids: "Is there something wrong with the village master?"

It was only then that Cheng Jun recalled the meaning belatedly, and he said coyly: "Mr. Song and Mr. Gu may not be able to come back for a while."

Wen Shugeng said: "Really?" He walked to the table, pressed his palm lightly, and asked lightly, "Dare to ask the village master, why?"

Cheng Jun was horrified when he saw the sunken piece on the table, which was like a palm, and said quickly: "Shi Nan lives in the back mountain. He is a pharmacist. He likes to be a demon in his spare time. The two gentlemen went to his site to collect medicine. , he probably detained him to play with him."

Wen Shugeng turned his head to look at Cheng Jun, which made the wimpy village master feel uneasy.He said embarrassingly: "He is perverse and moody, and I can't help him."

Wen Shugeng took a big cloak casually, and said coldly: "Since we live next to each other, and we know so much about it, the village master might as well accompany me for a walk. If you don't mind bothering me, please trouble yourself again."

Cheng Jun nodded cowardly and said, "Naturally, this is natural."

Wen Shugeng was worried, so he carried Shen Yun on his back and followed Cheng Jun straight to the back mountain.A few disciples cleared the way, and the lantern was played in front, but it had almost no effect.

The mountain was shrouded in cold mist, thick and humid, the lantern had been extinguished several times, and if it was lit again, it was nothing more than nothing.

Cheng Jun followed behind Wen Shugeng, unaware of the annoying Shan Feng, and rambled on endlessly: "He was a doctor in the imperial hospital, but he was tricked by the bastard guards and kicked out of the palace, that's why his temper became like this. When Mr. Wen saw him, he must not raise the palace compound with him, he was in a panic with hatred."

Wen Shugeng just found it ridiculous, he sneered: "I'm not so interested in chatting with him."

"Yes, of course," Cheng Jun smiled foolishly, "It's just that you don't know how good-looking he is, and I'm afraid you'll be negligent because you judge people by their appearance."

Following the flowing mist, Wen Shugeng turned his head to look at him through the light in the darkness: "I don't know what the village master just meant by being cheated by the jerk guards...?"

Cheng Jun was slightly startled, and then showed a bitter smile: "The entrustment is not human, and the emotional injury is hard to heal."

Wen Shugeng repeated: "The emotional injury is hard to heal?"

Cheng Jun thought that he didn't know how to do this, so he explained: "There are men in the world who don't love women and only fall in love with men, they are called broken sleeves."

Wen Shugeng continued to move forward with a calm expression: "It seems that the village master also has this same habit of dividing peaches and cutting sleeves."

Cheng Jun laughed, and at this moment he was a little bit straightforward like a man outside the Great Wall: "He doesn't look down on me."

Wen Shugeng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, but secretly became wary of this idiot.This person is pretending to be stupid, and expresses his emotions regardless of the occasion. Who knows if he has evil intentions?

tell a story?Wen Shugeng has read a lot of books, so he naturally understands that the story hides everything and makes sense, but it only forces readers to empathize and paralyzes people's hearts.

Another gust of mountain wind blew, and the palm of his sleeve moved slightly, sending out a wave of internal force silently.

Cheng Jun was stepping on a rock, and accidentally lost her footing, and fell straight backwards.The disciple holding the lamp was a tall man, and although he was several meters away, he reacted swiftly. He rushed to Cheng Jun's side and dragged him back, saying in a low voice, "The village master is careful."

Cheng Jun patted his chest slightly, and made a foolish look: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous."

The author has something to say: the name of the article has been changed back.Ahhh, I want to break my head, but I can't think of a name that will attract readers.Just use what you like.Liang also admitted.

I love Xiao Gu!I love Xiao Wen!I can't mourn!come on!keep going!