Zijing and Xinyi hurriedly went to check the old man's injuries. Zijing carefully diagnosed the spiritual veins and said, "It's nothing serious. I just couldn't bear the grief for a while. I'll be fine when I wake up soon."
, he looked at the fox on the side: "It's just a pity that he has such a good spirit base. Just judging from the aura around him, he should be very talented. If he practices in the future, he will definitely become a good monk."
Lu Xinyi felt sad in her heart. She reached out and held the snow-white dumpling in her arms: "He is from the Chu country, and it is not something he can choose. He is so young, but he is willing to give up his life in order to repay kindness. It proves that his nature is not bad."
As she spoke, she stroked the white fox's fur, and suddenly her fingers felt like they were electrocuted:
"He's not dead yet!"
Zijing thought she was hallucinating, and stretched out her hand to take the white fox away: "The spiritual foundation has been destroyed. His spiritual power is low and he can't hold on..."
But before he finished speaking, he His hand also stopped in place.
Under the soft fur, a force was beating on his fingertips - that was the power of pulse. Why does a species still have a pulse when it has no heart?
Zijing paused and retracted his hand: "This guy is not an ordinary fox, he is most likely a spiritual beast."
The sky became gloomy, and a gust of cold wind blew by , there was a sign of rain, the two immediately looked at each other, Zijing carried the old man on his back, while Xin Yi hugged the little fox and ran towards the city.
Not long after running, the rain began to fall, but the way back to the city was still far away. The sky was gloomy and dark. Where could I find my way back?
At this moment, a ruined temple loomed faintly behind the tree, and the two of them ran into the ruined temple in a hurry.
Half of the temple has collapsed, and the cold wind is blowing in. Even if there is straw, it is inevitable that there is no dry place in the bedside room. Zijing put down the old man, took a look at the holes in the roof, pulled the jade gui from the statue, jumped up to the beam, filled some holes with the jade gui, then took off the cloak of the statue and blocked it too. Got the hole.
Seeing him jump down from the beam and patting the ashes on his hands, Lu Xinyi said: "You are not polite, this is Jingguo's Snake Temple, where do you live?" Not to mention other people’s houses, they also destroyed other people’s idols.”
Zijing found some firewood and set up a fire in the ground: “God is in the world, not in the temple.”
After a while, the old man began to snore. Lu Xinyi was still a little girl after all, holding the white fox and sitting beside Zijing. She was tired after wandering for a day. Unknowingly, her head rested heavily on Zijing's shoulder.
Looking at the appearance of the woman in front of him, he felt warm in his heart. Zijing raised his hand to stroke the broken hair on her temples. Just then, there was a thunder outside the door, which shocked his hand back.
Li Si appeared at the crumbling temple door, dragging his wet body, and opened the temple door.
"Boss." He knelt down on one knee, his face brightened by the thunder, and the panic in his eyes could be seen clearly.
"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you to guard the Book of Heaven?" Zijing looked at the person in front of him angrily. It wasn't that he was angry with Li Si, it was just...
Li Si couldn't help but tremble all over, and rainwater trickled down from his hair, cuffs, and hem of clothes:
"Boss, the Book of Heaven has changed, and Jingguo's luck is getting weaker and weaker. "Your spiritual power is getting worse and worse." He raised his head with difficulty to look at Zijing - in other words, it should be Jingmo. He saw that his face was getting darker and his eyes were slightly narrowed. Yes, Jingguo's luck should have been broken long ago, but Emperor Jing was not dead yet. As long as those rebels are still alive, Jingguo will not be completely ruined. But he has never been so attached to life.
He waved his hand, and Li Si bowed again, but did not raise his head. He let his whole body tremble and shed tears on the rainy night:
"Boss, for this plan, It is better to cooperate with Chu State and protect Jing State first. In this case, both you and Princess Xinyi can..."
"Do you think I'm the same person as that useless loser Zhang?" He roared in a low voice, fearing to wake up the woman next to him. He put a hand on her ear and restrained her from casting spells.
Li Si remained silent. He couldn't understand. Is there anything more important in this life than living?
Jingmo suppressed the turbulence in his heart and asked calmly: "Where is Lu Xinyi, what is her fate?"
"Boss..." Li Si slowly raised his body, But he still didn't dare to look at Jingmo and whispered, "In the heavenly book,... the princess's fate has long been gone. Her fate was three years ago. It’s over.”
After hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on Jingmo’s gloomy face, as if a heavy stone had fallen to the ground. He couldn’t help it anymore. This kind of joy seemed to be worse than the sadness and worry just now. What's more, he looked at Xin Yi and laughed out loud. He held her head with both hands and his shoulders trembled.
Then, he buried her into his chest and looked up at the dilapidated temple.
Look, little girl, look at what I am saying, I will say, people’s lives can be changed! People's lives can indeed be changed, little one, I finally did it, I finally changed your life, I finally...
He ignored his ungloved hands and just kept pushing her Hold her in your arms, caressing her cheeks and hands He felt overwhelmed with joy: "Lu Xinyi, you finally don't have to be at the mercy of fate or curse. Are you happy, Lu Xinyi? Are you happy?"
Li Si sighed: "Boss , but you, in order to save She ruined her spiritual power. Jingguo was destroyed for her sake. As a snake god, you have ruined your spiritual power. Now that she wakes up, she has completely forgotten you. Is it worth it? ”
Li Si still remembers that day, the old man The dying man came to the Ten Thousand Snake Cave, where they gathered. He sat on the ground with his eyes lowered and patted his shoulder: "There is nothing good in Chu country, but there is only one spell that can change people's lives through spiritual practice. I use it, it’s very good.”
Li Si was shocked: "Boss, don't you despise Chu's spells the most? Boss, why are you so weak? Could it be that you..."
He just probed the boss's spiritual power for a moment, and then he collapsed. Sitting on the ground: "Boss, your spirit base..."
Jingmo waved his hands with a smile. Underneath his seemingly relaxed expression, he had such a pale face with sweat beads on it.
"It's okay. No one is worshiping me. My spiritual power is not very high. If my spiritual base is destroyed, I can't live well! Take me to the medicine pool to soak in it. I still have the statue. , I can’t die even if I have someone to worship me, so this exchange is not a loss!”
“Boss!”
When Li Si thought of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. Although he knew that sometimes the change of dynasty was just the corruption of the system and the stupidity of the rulers, but as the patron saints, didn't they protect this country at all costs? Country?
But looking at the boss with red rash on his hands in front of him, he was once again confused. Without his spiritual energy, he had been soaking in the medicine pool for a long time, and his skin had become allergic over time. Now he would rather endure it Even though it hurt, he still held the little girl tightly in his arms. His skin was obviously stinging, but he looked so satisfied and happy... (End of Chapter)