"Stop crying," An Jiusheng heard his own voice, but it was a younger version of himself: "I've still beaten away the bad guys, so don't be afraid anymore."
"What's your name? Are you mute? Why don't you speak?"
"My name is An Jiusheng, quiet An, the number nine, and the prefix bamboo for sheng."
"Are you really not talking to me?"
An Jiusheng saw that when he was sixteen years old, he was talking nonchalantly to someone. He never remembered a time when he could talk so much.
But he couldn't see clearly who that person was, whether he was a boy or a girl, and what he looked like.
I just feel like I'm very happy, I've never been so happy.
"Don't be shy, you can call me brother Asheng."
He is like the big bad wolf who kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood, with the meaning of temptation written all over his body.
"Brother Asheng..."
Then he heard a female voice, soft and soft, a little weak, a little shy, a little hesitant.
"Brother Asheng!"
"Brother Asheng!"
I omitted a lot of things in my mind, I only remembered Brother Asheng who shouted over and over again, very skillfully and naturally.
Suddenly the sound and the blurry picture stopped abruptly.
"A Sheng," it was Shi Huan's voice: "A Sheng, save me!"
He saw Shi Huan's face, her beautiful eyes were full of tears.
She sat pitifully hugging her knees, looking up at herself.
"Help me! I'm so scared."
"Where are you?" An Jiusheng wanted to ask her, but his voice couldn't come out. He saw that he stretched out his arm, but Shi Huan seemed to be fading.
Finally he disappeared from his sight.
His chest became very tight, and he wanted to shout, but he couldn't open his mouth.
He wanted to move, but couldn't.
He wanted to open his eyes, but it was difficult for him to take the simplest action.
The people surrounding An Jiusheng didn't know what kind of dream An Jiusheng was experiencing. They saw him frowning on the hospital bed and sweating profusely.
"Ah Sheng." Grandpa An looked at his grandson on the hospital bed with some distress, feeling helpless and helpless. He raised his head to ask for help from Qing Yu, the real person standing next to him: "Master, please help my grandson!"
Master Qingyu stood aside with a frown, took out a whisk and drew two circles on An Jiusheng's body.
An Jiusheng's eyebrows were no longer furrowed: "I have cast a calming spell on him, but it's hard to say when he will wake up."
Grandpa An looked at An Jiusheng and sighed.
"Shi Huan..."
When Shi Huan was mentioned, Master Qing Yu's expression was not very good. He discovered something was wrong with Shi Huan during the divination in Heshan, so he followed Shi Huan's aura, but what he didn't expect to find was not Shi Huan, but An Jiusheng, and
After arriving at An Jiusheng's place, he learned all about Shi Huan's aura.
Even her master couldn't sense where Shi Huan was now.
"Where is the other person you just mentioned?" Master Qingyu asked.
Grandpa An: "He has some fractures in his arm and is going to get a plaster cast. He should be here soon."
Just as he was talking, Lin Zhong still fixed his arm and came to An Jiusheng's ward.
Master Qing Yu first looked Lin Zhong up and down and found that this man was just an ordinary person, nothing special about him.
"Are you Lin Zhong?"
Lin Jian nodded.
"Why do you have the aura of my apprentice on you?"
Lin Zhong's face turned pale and he whispered: "Maybe the young lady did something to me and the young master, so she was struck in the heart by thunder."
Master Qingyu was shocked: "What did you say? That thunder actually hit her chest?"
Lin Zhong: "Yes."
"Please tell me in detail, what is going on?" Master Qingyu took a few steps towards Lin Zhong, with a look of worry on his face that could not be concealed.
Grandpa An also looked at Lin Zhong very uneasily.
Lin Jian nodded and began to recall what he had seen and heard.
When he said that An Jiusheng had blocked the second thunderbolt for Shi Huan, Grandpa An took a deep breath. When Lin Zhong said that the third thunderbolt was originally aimed at An Jiusheng but turned around, his expression changed.
Somewhat heavy.
This is indeed a thunder that Shi Huan should have suffered, but I have never heard of anyone having such a thunder.
But this is indeed not much different from the time I calculated.
What went wrong, or...
Is there someone behind the scenes?
"By the way, the young lady was once haunted by nightmares on the way to An's. Her face has never looked good."
After listening to Lin Zhong's words, Master Qing Yu had already made a guess in his heart. However, Lin Zhong was just an ordinary person. He didn't know or see many things, so he had no way of starting.
Here, just when Master Qingyu is at a loss what to do.
Shi Huan can be regarded as saving his life from the gate of hell.
She struggled to open her eyes, but found that it was not a familiar place.
Her last memory was the thunder that struck her chest.
"You're awake."
Shi Huan looked towards the place where the sound came from and found that it was He Ming.
"How will you be here?"
He Ming: "This is my home, are you sure you want to ask me this?"
Shi Huan looked at the room again and found that it was indeed a place he had never seen before.
"Why am I here?"
"I don't know about this. I just passed by An's door and unexpectedly picked up a beauty."
He Ming folded his arms and leaned against the door frame with an evil smile on his face.
According to Shi Huan's usual habits, he must have felt uncomfortable. But now he didn't know why. Not only did Shi Huan not have any uncomfortable reaction, but he felt an urge to get close.
The numbness in my heart also disappeared.
Shi Huan frowned.
He Ming: "Such a pretty face, it won't look good if you keep frowning."
"Yeah?"
"Of course." He Ming approached the room: "You have been sleeping for so long, are you hungry?"
There was so much thunder and commotion in the sky at that time, why could He Ming, an ordinary person, look normal?
"Why did you pass by An's then? Aren't you already gone?"
"Do you still remember that I said that I was weak when I was a child, and I met an expert who gave me a talisman to improve my health, so I have some understanding of Taoism." He Ming walked to Shi Huan and looked at her condescendingly.
"So I noticed that the thunder was not like ordinary thunder, and the direction was in An's direction. I didn't trust you, so I came back to take a look."
Shi Huan: "Aren't you afraid of lightning striking you?"
He Ming: "Afraid, of course. But how can Lei be as important as you?"
Shi Huan: "..."
But for some reason, He Huan's heart was out of her control and began to pound against her chest.
Warmth kept rising on his cheeks.
I even saw He Ming feeling indescribably shy.
It was very similar to her reaction when she saw An Jiusheng.
...An Jiusheng.
I don't know why, when Shi Huan thinks of the name An Jiusheng now, his heart actually hurts!