The rain passes over the mountains, and the clouds collect the sunshine.
It rained without warning in the middle of the night yesterday, with torrential downpours and bursts of thunder. The next day it cleared up and the sky was blue.
"Meow~~~~"
"Meow~~~~"
"Meow meow meow~~~~"
The meowing sound of the cat sounded in the house.
The light from the window jumped into the room through the cracks, and fell mischievously on Qi Shan's thick and slender eyelashes. A small light-colored tiger striped civet cat, less than the size of an adult's palm, meowed. It was too young.
The limbs don't have enough strength to support it for a long distance.
It didn't know when it woke up from the pillow in the bamboo basket, and staggered to the pillow. It stared at it in fascination, and raised its front paws to push the "obstacle" in its way.
The "obstacle" cannot be pushed and is still soft.
It used both claws together, and with great effort, it climbed half of its body onto the "obstacle"'s face. Perhaps out of curiosity, it stretched out its tongue and licked it again and again. The touch was gentle and slightly itchy.
, the "obstacle" trapped in the nightmare seems to be felt.
The eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the eyelashes trembled slightly. With the joint efforts of the cat and the sun, the "obstacle" showed signs of waking up.
Qi Shan felt like he had had a very long nightmare.
When I woke up, I couldn't remember the content of the dream, but the extremely dark and suffocating feeling always lingered in my mind and couldn't go away.
He tried his best to break free from the shackles of the nightmare, and suddenly opened his eyes. He had slept for an unknown period of time, but when he woke up, he could not adapt to the bright morning light outside, and physiological mist overflowed uncontrollably from his eyes.
He closed his eyes and calmed down, waiting for the discomfort to disappear.
As the sensations returned one by one, he also felt his throat itching, and there were bursts of tearing sensations in his chest. He frowned and endured, suppressing the overwhelming sweetness in his throat.
"Cough cough cough——"
"Meow~~~"
Because of Qishan's tilted head, Mao'er's previous efforts were in vain, and he whimpered as if he was wronged. He opened his clear water-green eyes and looked at the "behemoth" that was so close. Qishan's coughing movement suddenly stopped,
Turning around in disbelief.
Two pairs of eyes, one black and one green, faced each other at close range.
The tip of Qishan's nose can also touch the soft cat on the cat's body.
"How did you-"
He bent his right elbow to support the bed, slowly sat up with his upper body, held the cat on the quilt with his hand, raised his head and looked around the familiar environment. Only then did he realize that there was another person in the room. Shen Xiaolangjun was leaning against the long sword in his arms.
Menfei took a nap and tilted his head slightly.
She slept peacefully and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
But as soon as Qi Shan looked over, she woke up.
"Yuanliang, are you awake?" Shen Tang got up and put away the Mother Sword, yawned lazily, raised his hand to rub the remaining sleep from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go to the East Kitchen to serve you something.
Bring the food, drink the medicine after eating, and then sleep for a while..."
Qishan stroked the cat's fur with his palms.
As soon as he woke up, he remembered the scene before coma.
Only the little guy in the palm of his hand can make him feel more stable. Probably the most angry and shocked stage has passed. Now that he thinks about the news, although he is still uncomfortable and heartbroken, he has no urge to kill Zheng Qiao's ten tribes.
.
"Shen Xiaolangjun, this is..."
Shen Tang was also confused, thinking that Qi Shan was asking why he was sleeping with his sword in his arms, so he explained: "Didn't I offend Gu Chi so much yesterday? I was worried that he would send a killer overnight to kill me, just in case he was so cautious.
What if I sleep with my sword in my arms?"
Qishan said: "That's not what I'm asking."
""What about this cat? Shen Tang saw the cat on his palm and thought he was finally connected to the right channel. He explained, "Because you were so scary when you vomited blood and fell into a coma last night. I don't know you either." When did you wake up, I was worried that it would delay the auspicious day you chose. So, early in the morning, I came to your door with the 'betrothal gift' for your slave slave. Yuanliang, you will not even follow this I'm careless, right? It's different who goes to 'bench', anyway, the cat bride is brought back to you, right?"
Qishan: "..."
Shen Xiaolangjun's focus always led him astray, and the remaining pain in his heart had also dissipated by 70 to 80%. He was still more helpless and funny. He had no choice but to "strike first" to avoid another big surprise when Shen Tang opened his mouth. Paragraph: "You have been staying here?"
What he wants to ask is whether Shen Xiaolangjun has been guarding like this?
Shen Tang told the truth: "It's not always. I took a shift with Mr. Wuhui and went to the morning market to buy some breakfast food."
Qishan: "..."
While he was in a daze, Shen Tang brought over the medicine and minced meat porridge. There was still some leftover minced meat porridge made by Chu Yao last night, and he put it in the east kitchen to warm. Qishan's current physical condition was not very good, and his gastrointestinal condition was not good either. Only eat something that is easy to digest and nutritious.
Qishan didn't say much. He whispered his thanks, raised his brows, and drank a whole bowl of bitter medicine in one go.
"I didn't expect your health to be so bad..."
Last night I was so angry that I vomited blood and was so angry that I was so angry.
Shen Tang was even worried that he would lose his breath without even seeing it. Fortunately, her breath gradually returned to strength in the morning, so she felt relieved and went out to eat some morning food. This was also the first time she realized that people can really be infuriated. die……
Qi Shan said: "Actually, it's not bad."
"You don't even blush when you lie."
Qishan explained with a wry smile: "Shan's health is not bad, but the burden brought by the scribe's way is too great, so he will inevitably become weaker."
The sword on his waist is really not a decoration. Although his force is not as good as the drunken Shen Tang who can kill everyone, he doesn't have much pressure to deal with ordinary three or five big men. This coma is really an exception.
"Have you used your scribe's ways?"
Qishan said: "There are no hidden dangers left in the past."
Shen Tang: "Before?"
Qishan smiled and said, "Kill the Lord."
Every time, the Lord of Allegiance broke the promise first, and Qi Shan was fine. However, the literary spirit required for the backlash came from him, which would cause a burden to a certain extent. Once or twice, there is no problem, but once more, he The pressure is naturally great.
Shen Tang: "...can your body recover?"
Qi Shan smiled and said: "You can support me if you can. You can either live in seclusion for a few years or go to a lord who won't break your promise easily."
Shen Tang patted him on the shoulder with a heavy face: "Then you should cultivate yourself for a few years. The world is so chaotic that it can't calm down for a while. You can leave the mountain anytime. Listen to me, the body is the biggest revolution. Capital. Also, don’t be angry in the future. If Zheng Qiao behaves like this, not only the survivors of the Xin Kingdom will be forced to rebel, but sooner or later the people of the Geng Kingdom will not be able to tolerate his atrocities..."
What's the point of wasting money if you don't have capital?
the most important is--
Although Qi Shan did not elaborate, judging from his understatement, he probably killed more than one boss by "killing the owner" over the years. His way of being a scribe is also overbearing, so the next boss should keep his eyes open. Make your choice carefully.
For his body and for his boss's life.
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
