Chapter 36 Chapter Thirty-Six

Walking to the west city, there are some small vendors standing here and there on the old street, buying snacks and floral cloths, and an old lady is squatting alone at the corner of the street, ordering to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. After all, Lan Sheng is a child at heart, he yelled and thought of sweet-scented osmanthus cake as soon as he saw it, his watery peach eyes begged me pitifully for a long time, my heart softened, and I agreed, because he couldn't bear to put down the pile of obscene books, I So he took some money from his sleeve and walked towards the old lady, Xiao Zhong suddenly barked at the old lady.

Then I noticed that the old lady's hands were pretty good. When I realized it, the nightmare suddenly entered reality. The old lady suddenly sprinkled a bag of white powder on me. I tried to turn my face, but my right eye avoided If you don't open it, there will be severe pain immediately. "Sister!" Lan Sheng yelled, and kicked an old lady away. The last thing I saw was that old lady turned over beautifully in the air and snapped her fingers. The student threw out ten tents of soft red, separating us. Then my eyes went dark.There was a chaotic fighting sound beside her ears, and Lan Sheng said sharply: "Sister, run quickly."

I know I have to run, but where am I going? I waved the reward, Xiao Zhong was barking, I instinctively ran towards Xiao Zhong. "Sister, run forward, don't turn back..." His words were drowned in a scream. "Lan Sheng!" I shouted sharply, but Lan Sheng never answered. I ran towards Xiaozhong's cry, but then even Xiaozhong's voice disappeared. The sound of footsteps followed closely behind me, I stumbled in the dark, Shi Qinggong flew for a while, hit a branch or something on my waist, was bounced, and fell to the ground, fortunately my lightness kung fu is not high, so I fell hard It didn't hurt much, but I couldn't escape it anymore.

The man's footsteps came towards me, and the pearl jade pendant on my waist made a pleasant sound, I panted heavily, and smiled coldly: "Are you from the second brother?" The assassin didn't answer, but stopped in front of me, as if he was looking at me carefully, I said sadly: "Please spare my life, I will repay it with a grass ring." This man is not an ordinary killer, a scent of sunken wood came, the man was already standing in front of me, but there was still no sound, my sweat dripped down: "Are you the second, second brother?" "You are so naughty, Fourth Sister." Song Minglei's voice came like a ghost, and one of his fingers slid my throat lightly, full of sighs: "It's good to follow me, look, get yourself out as soon as you go out." Be such a ghost."

"Second brother also knows what I look like, please let me go." I held the reward in my arms tightly, the fragrance of Shenshuimu came closer, I swung my knife sharply, Song Minglei dodged back, This wave was too forceful, and even the reward flew out. I got up like crazy, and ran forward, yelling for help. When God closes a door, he will open another door for you, just like a blind person, his sense of hearing and smell will often be particularly sensitive. Back then, didn’t Seiya Xiaoqiang lose all his senses to find the seventh sense to become a golden saint? At that moment, my ears heard someone whispering in front of me: "Lights..."

Instinctively, I rushed forward and bumped into something, which should be the person. "Huh?" Someone asked sullenly, maybe he was drunk, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed over. I felt the iciness around his waist, he was carrying a weapon. "Please help me, please help me, please help me, some bad guys are chasing me," I held onto his leg tightly, afraid that he would let me go. "Huh? Tengger, the evil spirits from there," the man grabbed me, then let go immediately, let out a low cry, probably startled by my centipede face, and said in horror: "Get out of here."

That voice was actually very similar to mine, it was like the feeling of a male duck choking on smoke and fire for three days, unable to make a sound but forced to suppress it. "Please help me, sir, someone is going to arrest me." I pleaded. But he snorted coldly there, kicked me away and left. I rushed forward again, grabbed hold of it tightly, and burst into tears, "They bullied me as a blind man, otherwise I will be able to escape, please, you must save me, otherwise they will never let me go I met my husband." When I said that I was blind, the man seemed to stop struggling, and Song Minglei's scent of heavy wood also spread over.

"Fourth sister is the same as when she was a child, she can always find rescuers." Song Minglei's voice came softly again. "You made me drink." The man said sullenly, but Song Minglei suddenly fell silent. Then I heard a sound of weapons colliding, and then, I was lifted into the air. "Fourth sister." Song Minglei yelled at me on the ground. Speaking of which, I haven't been a trapeze artist for a long time, and I was shocked and frightened when I did this. While screaming, an extremely ugly voice said impatiently: "Don't make noise."

I immediately shut up. After an unknown amount of time, he put me down, and I fell to the ground, touching the wet grass and dirt with my hands. I touched a stone and put it in my hand, sat a little farther away, tried to calm myself down, and didn't make myself look so embarrassed. The man said coldly: "They have already gone far." I thanked him, but didn't say anything more, lest he ask me about my background, but fortunately he was just silent. I don't know if it was my illusion, but the man's gaze was locked in my direction all the time, and my hand in the sleeve didn't let go of the stone, and the stone gradually became warmer.

After a while, there seemed to be liquid flowing out of my eyes. I wiped it with my sleeve, and when I encountered a sore spot, it was excruciatingly painful. The man's voice suddenly floated: "Your eyes are okay." "It's okay." I faltered, but the pain was terribly painful. I thought about turning my back to his direction, and when I turned slightly, I stepped on a stream of water. I raised my ears, and there was indeed a very thin stream of water. shallow creek. I was overjoyed, bent down and gently put down the stone, scooped up some water with both hands, gulped and drank, and then remembered that I could use this shallow stream water to wash my poor eyes a little bit.

I didn't have a handkerchief at hand, so I dipped some water on my sleeve and wiped it off my face. I couldn't control the strength for a while, and the pain made my sky full of little stars, and then my legs went limp, and I fell into the water. Someone came to support me at the speed of light, but I was so scared that I wanted to touch my precious stone, huh?Where did it go. "I have a silk scarf here," said the benefactor of my terrible voice, "you can use it." He stuffed a piece of softness into my hand, and stuffed another stone into my other hand, as if it was my precious stone, because it was still warm, and then his breath left me again. I was still in shock, the feeling in both hands was opposite, half soft, half cold and hard, as if I was feeling a lot of emotion at this moment, I was extremely grateful on the one hand, but full of shame on the other hand, he returned my precious stone to me, as if A bit mocking my wariness and misinterpretation of him, in fact he has no malice towards me, according to his unrivaled martial arts, if he intends to harm me, there is no way for me to survive. Although the man had a bad temper, he really had a good heart. My throat was slightly choked: "Thank you." The man didn't make a sound, so I bent down and wiped my eyes lightly with the silk handkerchief dipped in water. I couldn't control the strength properly, so I covered my eyes from time to time and stopped there. "Let me do it." The man came over suddenly again, with a very impatient voice, as if he had endured it for a long time, and with a sense of superiority that could not be opposed, he suddenly picked me up and put me down. Go to a big rock by the stream, then grab the juanzi in my hand, and apply it carefully for me. I know he means well, but why is this man so rude. The night is as cool as water, and the evening breeze brings the aroma of gardenias, carrying the fragrance of moist green grass, and it is quiet. The hand he lifted my face lightly is obviously so big, it seems that there are calluses from years of martial arts practice in the palm, as if it can crush me with a single slap, but the hand is so light. "Eyes are the most precious thing," he said quietly, spraying my face with slightly alcoholic breath, mellow and sweet, mixed with the faint milky fragrance unique to people from the Western Regions, "My eyes were not very good when I was young , I can’t see anything clearly, I’ve had enough of the pain of not being able to see, how can you ruin your own eyes like this when you’re young?” "I fell." I said timidly, I really fell. "You climbed too high." He mocked lightly. This is a very philosophical dialogue. I smiled bitterly and stopped answering, and he didn't ask me any more. After a while, I heard the sound of Xixisuo, he seemed to take out something, and then I felt that my eyes were sprinkled twice, and immediately my eyes were refreshed, and half of the pain disappeared. "This is rose dew, because when I was young, I was just like you. I loved to climb high, and I often fell down so that my eyesight was poor..." He used the juanzi to tie it lightly a few times, with a strong sense of teasing, "My family People added some detoxification drugs for the eyes, your right eye should be fine, and the left eye may have a miracle when the swelling subsides.” "Thank you." "You have a pair of purple pupils, you are also from the Western Regions." "I count half of them. My father is from the Central Plains, and my mother came from the Western Regions." I sighed that I have become a foreigner all of a sudden. "Judging from Engong's accent, he must be Turkic." He hummed lightly, then wrung Juanzi dry, stuffed it into my hand, then picked me up again, and sent me to a soft place. When I touched it, it turned out to be the best fur, and behind it was a big tree. The scent of gardenia is very strong, and it seems to be a gardenia tree that is hundreds of years old. My heart warmed up, and I sat on the fur with the tree pole on my back: "Thank you." I put down the stone in my hand, held Juanzi by the corner and let the night breeze blow gently: "You gave me the sleeping bed, where do you rest?" He didn't reply to me, and there was a moment of silence between the two of them. I didn't know which direction he was going to sit, and there was only endless darkness in front of my eyes. Will my eyes be all right tomorrow, in case I do go blind? After a while, I fell asleep with these painful and unanswered questions, and I thought I was really tired, and fell asleep without dreams until I was awakened by terrible screams. It was that benefactor, he seemed to have some kind of nightmare, his voice was like the sound of a crowing crow, this tossing was more like the roar of a devil, he seemed to keep saying in Turkic: "Go away, go away! Go, go away, I will kill you all." I called Engong two times, but he didn't hear it, so I got up, followed the voice and touched him, and shouted loudly in Turkic: "Engong, wake up soon." I didn't expect this loud cry, he screamed loudly, woke up, but scared me to the ground, how could there be such a terrible scream, as if he was struggling from hell? screams of despair and pain. I heard him panting loudly, still crying in confusion and fear: "Go away, go away." I was terrified in my heart, so I crawled up, touched my fur again, and said as gently as possible: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you have woken up from your nightmare?" Suddenly he rushed over like the speed of light, grabbed my shoulders: "Tell me, are there any ghosts in this world?" I opened my mouth to answer, but he sternly said: "No, there are no ghosts in this world, even if there are ghosts, my martial arts are world-class, and I have tens of thousands of cavalry under my command. I will cut them into five horses, skin them, and finally fry them in a frying pan until they are boneless." There is no ballast, even the shape is gone, how could it harm me, what do you think?" His tone was wild and vicious, and he counted the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty in detail, but there was still a slight tremor. His nails dug into my shoulders, and after a few nervous laughs above me, he still panted loudly. I smiled bitterly and said: "Don't worry, benefactor, those ghosts are gone, they can't possibly come to harm you." "What's more, ghosts are not the scariest thing at all." He stopped his hand, and I continued: "People in this world are much scarier than ghosts." The man calmed down, let go of me again, and sat aside. The night breeze blows gently, and the sound of the gurgling stream reaches my ears. The frogs start to croak again, and the crickets also sing softly.Just when I thought he fell asleep again, the man suddenly said quietly: "You must be laughing at me and looking down on me, just like them." Why! ?Why is this person so strange, just now he was obviously vicious, but in the blink of an eye, his tone became pitiful and helpless like a child.