Chapter 111 When the koi enters the horror game (14)
No matter what Xiaoya said, the village chief refused to let a few people in.
In the end, Xiaoya could only hand the eggs to the village chief in disappointment, and walked home with Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi.
On the way, Duan Youli and Zhang Mengqi looked at each other.
Duan Youli pretended to be interested in building a house and asked Zhang Mengqi and Xiaoya to go back first and he would go back later.
Xiaoya thought he also wanted to build a house in the village, so she didn't think much about it and asked him to come back early, so she and Zhang Mengqi went home first.
After the two figures disappeared, Duan Youli walked towards the temple again.
At this time, the setting sun was approaching the Western Mountain, the sky in the west was bright red, and the outline of the temple was outlined in a magnificent light gold color, as if it was embellished with countless broken gold.
Sacred and inviolable.
Duan Youli walked around to the back of the temple and found a low wall.
He took a few steps back, suddenly exerted force, raised his slender legs, kicked on the gap in the low wall, and then pressed his arms against the edge of the wall.
The thin body took advantage of the momentum and jumped into the temple.
Looking around, I caught a glimpse of the village chief sneaking out of the main hall, holding eggs from the basket and stuffing them into his sleeves and arms.
He waited for the others to leave before appearing from behind the tree.
The setting sun was setting, and in the blink of an eye the fiery red sunset disappeared from the sky and the earth, and the sky became dim.
Duan Youli walked through the verandah and walked towards the main hall of the temple with gentle steps.
For some reason, his heart was beating a little fast.
Even if you have seen the boss of the game, you are still nervous. I wonder what the boss looked like before it was transformed into something dark.
The temple at dusk lost the hustle and bustle of praying for blessings and cures during the day. It was so quiet that you could even hear the sound of leaves falling to the ground.
"Lord Dragon God, I'm sorry to bother you, but can I meet you? I have some questions that I would like to ask you."
Duan Youli's voice was gentle, and his footsteps and breathing were also kept to a minimum.
He even bowed his head and bowed like the ancients, showing great respect.
But for a long time, there was no sound from inside.
He couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the Qinglong Immortal was not in the house? But just now he clearly saw the village chief walking out of here, and there was only this wing behind the main hall.
"Lord Dragon God, are you there? I...came in?"
His voice became louder, and he even tapped his knuckles on the table.
There was still no response from inside.
Duan Youli thought of the background of the game where the Green Dragon God frequently rains and loses his mana, so he pulls out scales and flesh to treat villagers' illnesses. He secretly thinks that something is wrong, right?
He quickly took a few steps into the inner room and saw a line of blood extending from the ground.
At the end of the blood line is a huge bathtub.
He suddenly saw the black hair hiding the looming snow-white shoulders. He immediately blushed and turned around with a murmur: "Sorry, I... I didn't mean to look."
Although it was just a back view, but looking at the boss's stunning face, Duan Youli still felt that the blood all over his body was rushing to his head, and his ears and cheeks were burning badly.
He apologized repeatedly, but there was no movement behind him.
Duan Youli froze and pinched his red ears. He caught a glimpse of half-dried blood on the ground out of the corner of his eye and was shocked.
Silently muttering an apology, he walked to the tub and reached out to touch the tip of Qinglong's nose.
Breathing is alarmingly weak.
He originally thought he would see a magnificent dragon god who saved lives and healed the wounded, and smiled sweetly, but he didn't expect that before the epidemic spread, she was already scarred and bruised.
The clear water in the bathtub has been dyed into blood.
The woman's skin was milky white and delicate, which made the wounds even more hideous. Except for the skin on her neck and lower legs, which was intact, the rest of the skin was cracked with fine lines and oozing blood.
Her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was enduring pain, her green eyebrows were furrowed, and cold sweat was constantly oozing from her white and plump forehead, and the sweat seemed to exude a strange fragrance.
Duan Youli took a deep breath, blushed, put his arms into the bucket, hugged her waist, picked her up, and took a cloth to wipe away the water droplets on her body.
Then he gently placed it on the bed.
By the time he finished all this, Duan Youli already felt that his head was about to explode, and he almost searched for medicine and clothes hand in hand.
When applying the medicine, his eyes always accidentally glanced at some embarrassing places, and Duan Youli blushed so much that he almost bled.
After finishing the medicine, he exhaled softly.
But he accidentally met a pair of dark, watery eyes.
The woman didn't know how long she had been awake. She stared at him with clear, watery eyes and didn't speak. She just stared quietly. When the two of them met their eyes, she blinked slyly.
Duan Youli was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly stood up with a red face, embarrassed and embarrassed: "No, I saw you unconscious in the bathtub, so I carried you to bed.
I'm not a scumbag."
"oh."
Qinglong's reaction made Duan Youli stunned, "Oh, what do you mean?"
When a girl encounters this kind of situation, shouldn't she immediately give her a slap and call her an indecent assault?
"Thank you. I was in too much pain just now, so I took a nap."
Qinglong raised a smile, such an innocent and pure smile that made Duan Youli feel even more filthy. He quickly shook his head: "You're welcome, just don't blame me."
"Who are you? Why did you appear in the temple so late?" Qinglong waved his hand, and he was wearing a wide-sleeved aqua gauze dress.
"Are you also here to beg me for medical treatment?"
Duan Youli saw her put on her clothes, and then he dared to look at her. Her eyes were very clear, like an innocent and pure deer, and he could see to the end with one glance.
It's so innocent that it makes people want to deface it with graffiti.
Perhaps because she lost too much mana, two flesh-colored green dragon horns grew on her head, which were so cute that she wanted to keep them in captivity.
Duan Youli was secretly shocked by his fleeting thoughts, he slightly closed his eyes to cover up the dim light, and said softly: "I...I'm not here to treat illnesses.
I want to save you."
"Save me?" Qinglong looked at him in surprise, his eyes pure and confused.
Duan Youli's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at. He pursed his lips dryly, lowered his gaze, and said "hmm" in a hoarse voice.
Qinglong laughed softly, and the laughter was sweet: "This is the first time I heard someone say they want to save me. What's your name?"
"Duan Youli."
The boy's ears turned red, and he felt his heartbeat speed up for the first time.
"You have a broad heart and are knowledgeable about etiquette. Your name is really nice."
The boy's lips raised involuntarily, and he couldn't help but ask: "What about you? What's your name?"
Qinglong was stunned for a moment, then smiled like a pearl: "You were the first person to ask me my name, and they all called me Immortal.
Then remember, my name is Nan Xian.
In the abyss of the South China Sea, there is a girl named Xian.
I am a little green dragon. If you want to find me in the future, just come to the South China Sea. If you call my name, I will jump out of the sea to see you."
"I remember it." Duan Youli looked at the smile on her lips and couldn't move his eyes away. He murmured her name twice and then smiled: "You are so beautiful."