Chapter Ninety-seven: Comes like a thunderbolt and goes like a dream
Jiang Wang had to face his own heart. Although his body was very weak and his limbs were tired and weak, he could not even open his eyes and observe the environment. He kept thinking about some miscellaneous issues and refused to let his mind rest.
In fact, it is an escape.
Because he did remember those eyes and knew the person who saved him...
who is it.
He has always been a decisive person, knowing what he should do and what not to do. But he must admit that he did not know how to face the reunion in such a situation, especially since the other party had just saved him...
But you have to face it.
…
Yuzhen stood beside the bed, with his hands behind his back and bent down.
The monk's hat hid her hair, and a half-face mask painted with bodhi branches covered her nose and lips, but her extremely charming eyes showed her beauty without any obstruction.
She just looked at his face.
This is a face with some visible edges, which has been mercilessly polished by the wind and frost of the world, but it still retains the original delicate feeling.
There is calmness between the brows, and there is a kind of calm power.
The long and thin eyelashes drooped quietly, as if they were hiding his thoughts.
It makes people want to know more and more.
How does this young prodigy who has attracted the world's attention, this young man who has been classified as a "demon master" by the most powerful empire in the world, feel when he is alone?
How does he face his pain, how does he fight against his sadness?
The eyelashes trembled slightly and then opened.
The injured man lying on the bed finally opened his eyes.
These eyes, neither big nor small, are not the kind of eyes that can make you feel the magic of creation at a glance, nor are they as sharp as they appear on the river viewing platform.
Most of the time, it should be calm, peaceful, and firm. It should be a clear stream, meandering by itself. It should flow calmly in its own direction, on rocks and in the woods, without looking back.
.
In this process, it will encounter fallen leaves, dead branches, stones, and of course mud, insects and algae.
But it is clear.
Even though I have experienced so much and seen so much, I still have such a clean background. I can wash bluestone and purify the moon.
She once wanted to change it, but in the end she was drenched by that gaze.
Never forget it from now on.
Yes, that's the look now.
Yuzhen saw his own reflection in the clear stream... The Bodhi branch on the mask, which represents wisdom and awareness, really looked like a dead branch lying across the water.
She then asked: "Ken is awake?"
The word "ken" says it all.
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When Jiang Wang opened his eyes, what he saw was this picture
A pair of captivating eyes first occupied the field of vision.
Too close.
Their eyes only met for a moment, which already made people nervous.
Perhaps because he is too weak, this is not a safe distance...
I forced my eyes away, only to see the beautifully painted Bodhi mask, and felt the purity and indifference in it... so it was just a mask.
Then he heard the question.
Of course he understood the teasing and joking, but it shouldn't be this kind of atmosphere...
The relationship between them shouldn't be so easy.
So his eyes became cold.
"You're too close."
"Are you flustered?" she said.
The voice was lazy and charming, and even the breath filled with fragrance seemed to be coming to my face.
Jiang Wang couldn't avoid it.
"You think I should be slaughtered because I am still seriously injured, don't you?" he asked in a calm voice.
The Dao Yuan in his body began to stir.
It's like a brewing current at the bottom of a dark river.
If you act rashly at this time, you will definitely be harmed. They all understand this truth.
Yuzhen felt this man's persistence.
So slowly raise your body.
During this process, the mountains rose and fell, as if they were being pushed by the wind, and then moved further and further away.
The scenery is like a dream and cannot be approached.
"I'm curious how you recognized me." She tapped her mask with her index finger: "This mask has a very good concealing effect."
Jiang Wang didn't move any more, he just gritted his teeth and said, "I recognize you even if you turn into ashes!"
"Oh, is this a confession?" There was a smile in her beautiful eyes: "These are really touching words of love. No one else in this world can remember me so clearly."
Perhaps she was too weak, so Jiang Wang simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at her. He just asked, "Why save me?"
The woman's voice seems to be in my ears and in my heart, always going around restlessly.
She smiled playfully and said, "It's easy."
"I am a very caring person. I usually feed cats and dogs when I see them on the roadside. Is it reasonable to pick up a dying person and bring him back?"
With your eyes closed, you can't see her appearance or the look in her eyes.
But come to think of it, those eyes are still full of narrow smiles at this moment.
She always likes to tease and tease people.
Jiang Wang felt angry for no reason in his heart, and said bitterly: "The food you feed cats and dogs is not very toxic, right?"
"I don't know~ Maybe I should ask those cats and dogs themselves?" The woman's voice was lingering: "I only know that some puppies are still jumping around and seem to be able to bite people!"
Jiang Wang:……
He gritted his teeth and wanted to struggle to get up instead of feeling depressed here.
But a finger gently pressed on his forehead, and the weak strength he had accumulated was gone, leaving him unable to move.
Her hands are so cold.
But this is really like the way he suppresses stupid Hui when he is naughty.
Jiang Wang was filled with shame and anger. At this moment, he hated the black-clothed demon in the Tomb of the Wanjie. If that demon hadn't attacked indiscriminately, why would I, Jiang Wang, a monk from Tianfu, be like this!?
The woman probably saw that he finally recognized the reality, so she moved her fingers away. Her fingertips seemed to be invisible, passing over the straight peak of her nose. Her voice was still soft and delicate: "Look, until now,
Not honest yet."
If Jiang Wang could jump up, he would have jumped up a long time ago, but unfortunately he couldn't. He just gritted his teeth and said: "I won't owe you anything! I will save you again. Who did you ask to heal my injury? It's wasted.
What kind of treasure? Come on! When I recover from my injury, it will be doubled..."
He stopped here because the woman's breath had disappeared.
She left the room.
There was no farewell, no foreknowledge, nothing said.
It comes like a startled tiger and goes like a dream. There is no trace of catching or releasing.
Jiang Wang was silent for a long time before opening his eyes again.
It was an exquisitely crafted canopy bed with a moon-hole door. He couldn't tell what kind of wood it was made of, but he could only feel that it had a reassuring aroma.
What is carved is a lotus pattern.
The white curtains were hung with delicate silver hooks, and this small world was open to him.