The man was lying flat on the bamboo bed, with his eyes closed and his breath weak.
Zhiyou turned his back and opened the medicine box, his hands shaking involuntarily.
"Witch Ji, can he still be saved?" Feng Media asked with concern.
"It's just excessive blood loss, nothing serious. I'll give him the witch clan's secret white medicine later, and he should wake up." Zhiyou forced a smile, "You go ahead and leave this to me.
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As soon as the wind media left, Zhiyou couldn't wait to close the door.
"Your heart is beating very fast. You are scared and panicked." The man was still lying down and slowly opened his eyes, bright and sharp. "What are you afraid of? What are you panicking about?"
Cold sweat seeped out from his forehead. He stretched out his sleeves to wipe it, and more beads of sweat emerged. "I...I...Mr. Wu Qi, why did you come here in person?"
"I told you that the Yu Clan is the noblest immortal race in the Eight Wastes, and you need to use honorifics when addressing us. Have you forgotten, humble Wu Clan people?"
"Yes, yes, noble Mr. Wu Qi." Zhiyou lowered his head slumped. Although the other party has been lying still, it is like a sharp sword that is always sharpening. If you neglect even a little bit, the sword energy in the sky will break.
Shooting from the air.
Wu Qi sneered: "Then who gave you the courage to destroy the Blood-eyed Falcon raised by the Yu Clan? You must know that your humble life is not as valuable as one of its feathers."
Zhiyou's heart suddenly trembled, Wu Qi actually knew it! Damn it, those blood-eyed falcons must have a spiritual connection with the Yu clan. "It's Prince Qiao!" His thoughts quickly changed and he shouted in a hissing voice, "It's that Bahuang warrior.
A warlock prince, Qiao, did it! Noble Mr. Wu Qi, please believe me, how dare I betray the most noble Yu clan in the world?"
"You said it wrong again." Wu Qi raised a finger and shook Zhiyou gently: "They are the most noble Yu clan in the world. Okay, lowly Wu clan people, say what should be said and what should not be said.
Tell me everything you said. As long as I am here, and the Yu Clan's sword is here -" He tore off the bandaged wound, stood up calmly, with an arrogant look on his face, "Absolutely no one in the world would dare to touch you."
"Yes, yes, that's what the noble Mr. Wu Qi said." Zhi You hunched over and responded in a trembling voice. Outside the window, the sky was bright red, and the laughter of the tribe and the sound of the piano and flute could be faintly heard. His dry eye sockets were inexplicably astringent.
, the old tears almost fell.
It is the sound of the wind media's flute.
Zhikarizhen leaned against the fence, hugging his mink fur, half lying alone on the cold wooden board of the sentry post, listening to the sound of the flute that was sometimes as high as a waterfall, sometimes as slow as silk.
"Musical instruments may seem sentimental, but in fact they are most ruthless." Zhikari Zhen covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "Although it can perform all kinds of joys and sorrows, it has nothing to do with itself."
A black shadow appeared on the opposite side like a ghost, and his voice was erratic: "That Yu clan has sneaked in. I can't mistake it. The kind of calluses on his mouth and palms can only be obtained by practicing swordsmanship for many years."
"What is supposed to come will always come. Wang Ziqiao is here, and Ma Hua is coming too. How could he not come over and have a look? Father's plan before his death required the Yu Clan to come over to avoid future troubles." Zhi Shou.
Zhen looked calm, "I just hope he is the only one of the Yu clan who is staring at the village, otherwise we will be in trouble."
Black Shadow said flatly: "He must be the only one. Back then, the old clan leader tried his best with his life and almost killed the Yu clan, but no one else took action."
"I hope so."
"The little book seller happens to know Wang Ziqiao. He must understand everything now."
Zhi Kaizhen smiled and tightened his mink fur: "Zhi Qiao is a smart man, and he will understand it sooner or later. Because he is so smart, he will only choose people who give him greater benefits."
The black shadow smiled solemnly: "Ma Hua should be arriving soon."
"After many years of planning, it's finally come to an end." Zhikarizhen sighed, stood up from the railing, and looked slowly across the vast Bailing Mountain.
"When I was a child, I thought it was good to live in the village. I could climb trees, play in the mud, and dive into the river to catch shrimps. Later, I discovered that this place was an iron cage, locking me up and making me unable to breathe at all. But now...
" He raised his head and closed his eyes. The melodious sound of bagpipes crossed the village tower, the bamboo forest undulating in the wind, and the bright full moon over Bailing Mountain.
"I lean on the railing in my dream, the frosty moon shines brightly, and the distant flute complains about the wind that makes my hearing mute. The green mountains and flowing water are always unintentional. Who can leave too much affection? In fact, this place will always be the same, no matter I like it or hate it, it will not change." Zhi Shou.
Zhen murmured.
The black shadow also raised its head, and the moon climbed over the mountains little by little, rising higher and higher, out of reach. He could not understand the poetic meaning of Zhi Shou Zhen, but he knew that no matter what he did, he could not see the howling moon.
The full moon sounded in the voice.
The two of them fell into silence. After an unknown period of time, the sound of the bagpipes gradually dissipated, the bonfire in the distance dimmed, and the laughter of the clan members became inaudible.
It's the quiet time in the middle of the night.
"I've always wondered why you weren't afraid of me when you first came to the village?" Black Shadow asked suddenly after being silent for a long time.
"At that time..." A trace of sadness flashed in Shikarima's eyes. At that time, the other party was tied to the vegetable cellar with a heavy iron chain, and his eyes seemed to be glowing green. But if it was not locked, he would bite randomly and go crazy.
The children in the village cried when they saw him, and the older ones threw stones and spit at him...
"It's also the middle of the night..." the black shadow whispered, his hoarse voice filled with unprecedented softness. It was also the middle of the night, Zhikari really sneaked into the vegetable cellar and stared at him. He roared fiercely, showing his claws and teeth, but
That skinny kid just couldn't be scared away.
Later, when he got tired, the two of them stared at each other without speaking. Later, he actually fell asleep like that.
That was the first time he fell asleep in front of someone.
"Actually, I don't know why I'm not afraid." Zhikarizhen shook his head and smiled. A gust of mountain wind blew up, picking up the dead leaves of the cypress trees and scattering them down.
"I won't go with you." The shadow said suddenly after being silent for a long time.
"What did you say?" Zhikari said in a loss of voice.
"I won't go with you. I... can't get used to the life you have. Besides, if I have to entangle Barre, I won't be able to leave."
"If you don't leave, you will die! This is not what we promised!"
Under the dark sky, two pairs of eyes stared silently, as if they were back in the cold and dark vegetable cellar many years ago.
"I have decided." The shadow's voice became cold and stern again. The sky suddenly darkened, thick clouds covered the night sky, the full moon disappeared, and everything around was blurry and difficult to distinguish.
"You have repaid dad's kindness! If it hadn't been for you all these years, I wouldn't have been able to survive!" Zhikari Zhen reached out eagerly to grab the black shadow.
Suddenly, both of them turned back at the same time and rushed towards the fence.
Looking from a distance, tall black figures appeared on the Yangchang Mountain Trail deep in the abyss, climbing vines and rocks, leaping like flying, their bell-sized yellow pupils flashing with ferocious light.
"Ma Hua is faster than we expected. No more time to talk, get ready to take action!" The black shadow shouted, "Am I going to kill those turtles below?"
"I can do it myself," Zhikari said decisively, "but you must go with me, otherwise..."
"Then I'll do it." Before Zhikarizhen could finish his words, the black shadow jumped off the sentry post and flew away.
The mountain wind rushed towards me, as sharp as a knife, and the black shadow ran like a wild wolf.
——Are you repaying Zhiye's kindness? The black shadow showed his white teeth, smiled wildly, and his disheveled hair was raised in the strong wind.
The storm was like a shock, and the shadows of the trees danced wildly. Zhikari took off his fur, threw it off the cliff, and slowly took out the dagger from his sleeve.
——In fact, no. It’s not for Zhiye, let alone the Wu clan’s grand plan. The black shadow ran faster and faster, small bamboo tubes were thrown out from the arms, and the filled dark brown tung oil was thrown everywhere.
"Bang!" Zhikarizhen lifted up the roof partition, unbuttoned his hakama trousers, and a stream of yellow urine flowed down. Drunk curses came from below, and a big man from the Wu tribe stumbled, grabbed the bamboo ladder, and rushed up.
The mountain wind became more and more violent, like a wave of raging waves. Black shadows ran against the wind, and the shadows of trees quickly retreated from both sides.
——What is that for? The shadow seemed to see the eyes that stared at him many years ago, eyes that were concerned and worried, timid and brave.
The sword gleamed like snow, and blood spattered. The big man from the Wu clan clutched his throat and fell headlong on the fence.
The black shadow took out the endless wood fire stick from his arms, waved it in the wind, and the flame lit up.
A dazzling arc opened in the night, the sword light stabbed quickly, and the posture stretched. Another big man who climbed onto the roof was caught off guard and fell down, blood spurting from his heart.
The black shadow laughed wildly and threw the fire stick far away with all his strength.
——Just because, in such a lonely village, there is another person who is equally lonely like him. Just because, in the lonely and silent nights, two pairs of eyes facing each other are the only light for each other.
"Boom!" The fire shot into the sky and burned all around.