Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

"dad……"

He Cang swallowed instinctively, "Canaan is inside, but it's not convenient for him right now. You should go back."

"Inconvenient? What inconvenience? Do you know that someone entered the ancestral hall and the things inside were messed up.

We have searched every house except Canaan! We also saw blood on the way here, so we had to go in and find out! "

The villagers also echoed.

"Young Master, we are just conducting a search. If there is nothing suspicious, we will leave. If you stop us, you are not excusing Canaan!"

When He Cang heard this, he immediately felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He stumbled to explain, "No! I don't have any friendship with Canaan...but it's really inconvenient for him right now."

He Ping's eyes narrowed imperceptibly.

He knew his son, He Cang was lying.

"Xiao Cang, since it's inconvenient for him, what are you doing here? What's inconvenient for Canaan? Don't you have time to come out and meet everyone?"

He Ping climbed up the wooden ladder with a cane and got closer and closer to the boy.

"dad……"

He Cang swallowed and tried to stop him.

"You bastard, get out of here!"

He Ping shouted, raised his crutch, and hit the boy's calf directly. The pain was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat and relaxed his guard.

"Dad, don't go in!"

He Cang couldn't stop him, so He Ping pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he stepped across the threshold, the boy's intertwined breathing could be heard in the room, heavy and lingering, emerging from the gaps in the quilt.

"Be gentle..."

"Canaan, are you serious about coming?"

He Ping's eyes widened and he could clearly see the bright red rope tied to the hanging ankle of the boy beside the bed.

The silver bell kept ringing with the movement.

"Disgraceful to politeness!"

He Ping couldn't hold himself any longer. He was so panicked that he didn't have time to check the specific situation in the room, so he leaned on the corner and turned around to leave.

He glared at He Cang angrily.

"You're not living up to expectations, why don't you come home with me!"

He Cang lowered his head submissively, and his face turned red.

He went over to the room and closed the door, and said something to hide it.

"Canaan, you take your time and play, we're leaving first!"

As the footsteps gradually faded away, Qi Sui lifted up the quilt and leaned against Canaan's side, breathing heavily.

After being covered for a long time, the two of them were sweating profusely.

Qi Sui looked at the person beneath him, glistening beads of sweat dripping down his thin chin and onto the young man's blood-stained chest.

Canaan's eyes were filled with tears, and his broad palm fell on the young man's back. With a little force, it tended to press downwards.

His throat was hoarse, and his lips were slightly swollen from the kiss just now.

"When acting, you have to be real. Who will believe it if it's fake..."

Qi Sui smiled at the corner of his eyes, still maintaining a half-pushing posture, and his voice was intertwined with breathing.

"miss me?"

"Come."

His hand holding Canaan fell to the waistband of his pants.

"Take it off for me."

Canaan's breathing was a little heavier, and his eyes followed the young man's slender neck down, and the curves rose and fell with his breathing.

There was a lump in his throat, "You're seducing me on purpose, right?"

"With your injuries like this, it's a good thing I didn't fuck you. Just be calm."

The next second, Qisui stood up.

He picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on slowly, "You've escaped. I'll get you some medicine. Just lie down and don't move."

Canaan fell asleep obediently, his lips pursed.

There is still a slight tingling pain on it.

What comes to mind, "You haven't told me yet, why do you know..."

"It's a long story."

"Long story short."

Qi Sui fiddled with the medicine jar for a moment.

Hasn't anyone told him that when others say these four words, they just don't want to say them! ?

He decided to change the subject, "Canaan, you haven't told me yet why you brought me to you from He Cang."

Canaan visibly choked and looked up at the swaying halo of incandescent lights on the ceiling.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

It took him a while to find his voice.

"In my previous life, you saved me, but then the altar collapsed and you died in that disaster with me. I couldn't save you..."

"So I don't want such a tragedy to happen again in this life. I don't want the lives of the villagers. I just want to destroy the ancestral hall."

"I can go anywhere, leave Miao territory and never come back in this life. My brother died here, my father and mother died here, I don't want to anymore..."

Qi Sui raised his eyes, suddenly confused.

Did you save him in your previous life? When was it rescued?

Did he save him, or was it the original owner?

His brows were slightly furrowed and his heart was stuffy. He walked to the bedside with the medicine and applied it to the wound.

He murmured: "Canaan, I don't want you to die. Does this ancestral hall have to be destroyed? Let's leave Miao territory now, okay?"

Canaan turned his head away and clenched his fists unconsciously.

"I don't want their lives as my greatest mercy. I must destroy the ancestral hall. He is not our god, he is a man-eating monster and an evil spirit."

Qi Sui lowered his eyes and concentrated on wiping his wounds.

There was something I wanted to say, but not a word came out.

Too bad.

"Suisui, the sacrifice will be held in half a month. I will send you away from Miao territory before then. Don't worry about inconvenience to you."

"I'm not afraid of getting involved..." Qi Sui said.

"I'm afraid."

Canaan looked at him, his eyes so deep that he couldn't detect any complex emotions, and his pupils trembled with pain.

"I knew from the beginning that I was forcing things on others. We shouldn't have crossed paths in the first place, but I really... I didn't dare."

He was afraid that if he made a mistake, the tragedy of his previous life would occur.

The sacrificial platform collapsed and the ancestral hall was reduced to ruins.

The ancient Miao tribe was destroyed.

Qi Sui pressed his fingers hard on his wound, "Don't be pretentious, I will take care of the matter at the ancestral hall."

"What are you trying to solve? The ancestral hall is dangerous and not just accessible to outsiders!"

Canaan coughed and frowned fiercely.

Qi Sui responded nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I'm measured."

"What's the measure?"

Canaan's voice was hoarse and his expression was sullen.

"Suisui, this is my business. No matter what price I pay, I should bear it. You shouldn't get involved."

Qi Sui raised his eyes with a calm expression.

"Don't yell at me. I've been afraid of dogs since I was a child."

The two of them are not on the same channel at all.

Canaan was a little anxious, his face darkened a little, "Qishui!"

He called him by his full name, he called him by his full name!

"Who are you talking to?"

Qi Sui stood up in confusion and stuffed the medicine jar into his arms, "I won't serve you anymore!"

Canaan's breath suddenly became unstable and he got up from the bed.

Holding his chest and sweating coldly.

"Qisui, do you understand what I said? I don't need you to do anything for me. I will send you out of Miao territory tomorrow!"

Qi Sui was already in a bad mood, and now he was even more annoyed.

Why is this guy so stubborn? If he goes to die, what will he do?

Are you going to be buried with the worm in your body?

If a dog bites me, I won’t bite him, I just stew it!

Qi Sui gritted his teeth and rushed forward with all his might.

He grabbed the clothes and bedding that he had taken off from Canaan's bed, picked them up and ran towards the door.

"I see you're quite angry tonight, so give it a try!"