Ma Baiyi's mournful cry immediately touched the heart of Yingyue, who was still watching from a distance.

She looked at it from a distance, but her mind could no longer rest at ease.

When she walked to the body, she took a sharp breath, her eyes were like springs, but she couldn't make any sound, and she fell to the ground and fainted.

With the help of a group of villagers, they carefully wrapped the body and carried it home.

After examining the corpse, the old master in the village who had some medical skills shook his head in despair. He pressed out the accumulated water in Jingqian's belly and covered his head with a piece of white cloth.

Ma Baiyi still couldn't believe that the lifeless person lying on the bed was his old friend Ma Jingqian. He took the old master from his chest and shouted: "He is not dead! I don't believe he is dead. He told me that he He has a hard life, and God can’t do anything to him!”

"Baiyi, the old man has no way to save himself. However, he has been soaked in the water for a long time. I think most people's eyes have turned white. I looked at his eyes. At least there are signs of life, but...but this Also...alas!"

Yingyue had just woken up at this time, and in the dusk, her dull eyes seemed to be a different person.

It seems like everything is in a dream, how I wish this was a dream!

She dragged her weak body and cried and walked to the body, gently stroking the hair on her dry forehead with her hands, "Second brother, wake up! What is going on? You told me you would come to see me. Yes, but if it is like today, I would rather you live well!"

Hearing the girl's cry, Ma Baiyi couldn't help but burst into tears.

They never imagined that they had talked all night long and had a sworn relationship with God, but when they met today, they would be separated by yin and yang.

The old master had tried his best, but no matter how hard he pressed, it was useless. Baiyi dragged his tired body, bowed deeply to the old master and said, "Master Yang, please forgive me for being rude!"

He then took a worn-out door latch from the pillar and handed it to the old master, "Take this, there is a small small room behind my house, and you two also have a baby with you." , there will be trouble in the future, so just stay behind for now!"

It was already getting late, and they had spent the whole afternoon praying to the master that he could stay at home for treatment. Now that there was no way to save him, the brother and sister still arranged for the master to stay in the nearest house as a courtesy.

Until late at night, when everyone in the household was tired after a long day of traveling and traveling, only Baiyi's house was still lit with candles all night long.

In the room, the brother and sister kept kneeling beside Jingqian.

"Here!" Baiyi pulled two linen filial piety belts from nowhere. He tied one around his head and gave the other to his sister Yingyue.

"I don't want it! Second brother is not dead, he is just asleep!"

"Sister, the dead cannot be resurrected. You should be tired after keeping watch all night. I want to dig a grave next to our house tomorrow."

"Brother, if you are tired, you can rest. I want to stay here. Maybe the second brother will wake up late at night!"

If this continues, the girl Yingyue will gradually lose weight. Even if she refuses to admit the fact of death, how can she be stubborn?

Thinking that he would have to get up early tomorrow to go to the grave, Ma Baiyi folded three mats from the head of the kang, lit them in the brazier, kowtowed three times before going to sleep.

In the cold night, although Baiyi was already unconscious, he was still sad in his heart, tossing and turning, and was woken up just as he was about to fall asleep.

A simple spiritual mat with a bright lamp above the head.

His face is clearer.

Flame, knife!

Shui Tiansi, you are angry!

The thought kept appearing in Ma Jingqian's mind, but he didn't know where he was trapped and couldn't move.

He could feel the bright lights in front of him, and he heard crying many times in his dreams.

It was already the second watch, and Ma Yingyue could no longer stand it any longer. In her blurred vision, she saw Jing Gan's face regaining color, and then she fell asleep unconsciously.

Sudden!

There was only a tinkling sound coming from the stove fire, as if someone had broken in.

The two brothers were suddenly awakened. They looked at each other and saw Ma Baiyi pointing at the mourning mat on the ground in horror, "Sister! He is missing!"

At this time, another sound came from the stove fire, and the two people quickly moved their eyes over and stared at the stove door.

"Brother, do you remember what the second brother said before?"

"Yeah...I remember!"

The two of them couldn't help but think of what Ma Jingqian had done before, and the hair on their bodies stood up.

Yingyue pointed to the stove fire, then nodded towards Baiyi.

Baiyi immediately understood. He quietly got down to the ground, took a set of poles used for daily hunting from behind the door, and tiptoed to the door of the stove.

Approaching the stove door, he opened his ears and heard a squeaking sound coming from inside, as if someone was eating.

At the same time, Yingyue quickly handed the lamp on the mourning mat to Baiyi. He held his breath and jumped forward, swallowed his saliva, then quickly changed his hand and threw the lamp into the stove fire.

As the light flashed past, Baiyi clearly saw that the person in the stove fire was none other than Ma Jingqian, his eyes were like a hungry wolf.

"Sister, it's Jinggan! It's really him!"

Yingyue was so frightened that her legs weakened, and then she ran forward a few steps, closed her eyes tightly and grabbed Baiyi's wrist, "Second brother! If you are really alive, tell my brother and sister. But if If you are funeral, you can also tell me clearly what you still lack!"

Having just woken up from his dream and had something to eat, Ma Jingqian suddenly remembered that he had arrived in Qianjiazhai.

He could hear the panicked voices of the two of them, so he chewed the raw meat in one bite and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Sister Yingyue, it's me! I'm still alive!"

When the two heard the echo inside, they felt even more frightened. Baiyi and his sister took a step back together and said, "If you are still alive, brother, can you come out and let me take a good look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ma Jingqian coming out of the stove fire intact, with tears in his eyes. He took a step forward and said, "Brother Ma, sister! It's me! I'm still alive! Don't be afraid!"

Seeing such a tragic scene during the day, but now it is so full of life and vitality, no one would think it strange. Although the two brothers and sisters saw Ma Jingqian's appearance as before, they still felt it was incredible.

"Brother Jinggan, I'm really frightened by you! Do you know? You didn't look like this when we fished you out of the ditch today. How come you are unharmed now!"

Seeing that his brother and sister still couldn't believe it, Jingqian lifted Baiyi's hand and put it on his face, "You touch it, it's still warm!"

The two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yingyue quickly kicked the lamp away from the mourning table and said, "I told you that my second brother is not dead! Bah, bah, bah, you're just talking nonsense!"

Inexplicable Jingqian found it incredible that he had once again miraculously survived. In his subconscious mind, he seemed to still remember the memory of when he left. When he slowly recalled it, he burst into tears.

"Brother, do you know how sad it is to call me brother and sister? You actually made such a joke!" Baiyi touched Jinggan's face and suddenly burst into tears.
Chapter completed!