There is space for the married man

The wind in the mountains was rustling, You Jingshu stood on the hillside, looking down, it was pitch black, cleverly stopped here, and here he picked up Wen Lang's peace talisman.

This is what my mother prayed for in the temple during Chinese New Year, and everyone in the family has one.

You Jingshu's legs were numb, and his brain couldn't function. He didn't see You Hao running over with a torch until he was illuminated by a fire not far away.

You Hao was sweating profusely, and the firelight illuminated his panicked face, "Wen...Where's Wen Lang?"

You Jingshu didn't reply, his eyes were frozen, without any waves.

You Hao looked into a pool of stagnant water at a glance, and his back felt chills in the winter night.

"Woof!" Cong Ming yelled at You Jingshu, pacing anxiously on the spot under his paws.

You Jingshu knew that it was telling him to find Wen Lang, but how could he find him?

He tightly squeezed the blood-stained peace talisman, and took the torch from You Hao, "Is there a way down here?"

You Hao was startled when he heard the words, Wen Lang rolled down?

He wanted to ask, but with You Jing's eyes, he didn't dare to ask again. You Hao pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I'll take you there."

Different from You Jing, You Hao grew up here since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the surrounding environment, even in the dark, he can recognize the road skillfully.

The surroundings in the woods are very similar, but You Hao can clearly distinguish which road is correct and which road they walked.

Clever followed You Jingshu, sniffing the air with his nose from time to time, testing if he could smell Wen Lang.

They found Tianming from dark, and the whole village searched the neighborhood, but they couldn't find Wen Lang.

Although they don't want to admit it, many people still think that Wen Lang should be more dangerous than good. Rolling down at such a height, it is impossible to survive, but they want to see people, and they want to see corpses. They can't even find Wen Lang's hair Come on, where did Wen Lang go?

The pain made Wen Lang open his eyes. The blue sky was like washing, and the air was clear. Once he inhaled it, the entire lungs were washed.

His consciousness gradually came back, and he recalled that he was chased and killed, rolled down the hillside, and before he fell into a coma, he forced his will into the space, and then fell unconscious.

Fortunately, he has space, otherwise there is no life left now.

There were still arrows stuck in his legs and back. Wen Lang gritted his teeth and got up. The arrows on his legs were easier to take out, but Wen Lang on his back was a bit difficult. , the arrow is pierced in the flesh and blood, and it cannot heal at all, so the arrow must be taken out first.

He climbed to the edge of the Lingquan, took a sip of the Lingquan, and suddenly felt itchy all over his body, the wound was healing, and his body gradually gained strength. Wen Lang washed the dagger with the Lingquan, and then slashed down on his leg, the beans Big cold sweat rolled down like broken beads, wet Wen Lang's eyelashes, gradually blurring his vision.

"Hmm..." Wen Lang clenched his teeth, grunted, and pulled out the arrow. Looking at his bloody leg, Wen Lang's eyes turned black, and he almost fainted.

After recovering, he poured the spiritual spring on it, and a burst of severe pain made him tremble and his body convulsed.

His face and lips were pale, he was panting rapidly, his clothes were drenched with blood and cold sweat, and the sweat slid across the wound on his back, Wen Lang's eyes were staring with pain.

He was probably in a coma for a few minutes, and when he woke up again, the wound on his leg had healed, and he didn't know what time it was, Wen Lang touched his hungry stomach, walked to the orchard with an arrow on his back , picked a tomato at random, and picked some peaches, bananas, and tried not to let him chew hard.

After filling his stomach, Wen Lang had the strength to think about what to do next.

There is no time to be seen in the space, and Wen Lang doesn't know how long he has been in a coma, let alone what's going on outside, but no matter how long it has passed, You Jingshu and the others must be in a hurry. He has to go back quickly. The arrows also need to be removed quickly.

Wen Lang quietly opened the space, it was pitch black outside, and looking down, there was a misty abyss, surrounded by cliffs, and there was no foothold at all.

He is a little worried, this space cannot move its location, where it is when it goes in, and where it is when it comes out, there is no place to stay around, he will die if he goes out, and it is still night outside, the danger is even higher.

Wen Lang decided to wait and think of a solution after dawn.

He was lying on the soft grass, and he didn't feel cold due to excessive blood loss. He could clearly feel the constant energy drilling into his body.

"Could it be the legendary spiritual energy?" Wen Lang muttered to himself, staying in the space after all, he felt that even if he didn't drink the spiritual spring, his body was healing little by little, and even the injury on his back was not so unbearable anymore .

Resting quietly, Wen Lang began to think about the origins of the men in black, but he didn't know much about the forces and factions of the Da'an Dynasty, so he really couldn't figure out which family the men in black belonged to.

Because of the injury, Wen Lang didn't think for long, and fell into a deep sleep again. When he woke up again, it was already bright outside.

After clearing his sight, Wen Lang finally saw a tree with a crooked neck on the cliff, but the tree was still a little far away from his position.

Wen Lang pondered for a moment, returned to the space, pulled the vines to weave a strong rope, and tied a wooden stick to one end of the rope. After more than a dozen attempts, he finally threw the vines onto the crooked neck tree and pulled the rope. , After confirming that it was strong enough, Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe off the profuse sweat on his head. He already had an injury on his back, and it was not easy for him to exercise violently, but he had to leave here.

In his last life, Wen Lang had a hobby of rock climbing. It was not too difficult for him to do these movements, but the problem was that he still had an arrow stuck in his back, so it hurt badly when he tried hard.

He gritted his teeth and climbed up the crooked neck tree enduring the severe pain of the wound bursting. After a brief gasp, Wen Lang felt his back was sticky and his nose was full of blood.

Looking up, there is still enough to climb.

Wen Lang took a deep breath, pulled out the dagger, inserted it into the crevice of the rock, and climbed up by relay.

He has to go back, You Jingshu is still waiting for him.

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"Brother, why don't you eat something." You Jingyue brought a bowl of food and put it in front of You Jingshu. You Jingshu's face was pale and haggard, and he was buried in writing something.

Seeing that You Jingshu ignored her, You Jingyue wiped away tears, put the rice bowl on You Jingshu's table, and quietly retreated out.

The family was gloomy, Song Lingwan cried until she fainted, fell ill, and was still lying in bed at the moment, You Mingyuan and You Yunwei were taking care of her, You Jingyang hid secretly and cried his eyes into two big walnuts, and insisted that he didn't cry At daybreak, he went to the door with his cleverness to wait for Wen Lang.

Wen Lang has been missing for three days, and everyone in the village is saying that it must be bad luck, and those who work in Wen Lang's factory are also panicking. Wen Lang's accident means that they are likely to lose their jobs. Linxi Village had just started to improve, and this kind of thing happened unexpectedly. Not only Youjia, but the whole Linxi Village was shrouded in darkness.

The villagers helped Youjia find Wen Lang day and night for two days, and they completely gave up on the third day. Many people came to comfort their family, but this kind of thing cannot be smoothed over with a few words.

The fifth prince's people secretly helped You Jingshu find someone, but the result was the same as that of the villagers. You Jingshu wrote a letter to the fifth prince himself, asking Xu Jingtong to repay ten times and a hundred times what Xu Jingtong did.

After finishing writing the letter, You Jingshu went out with the letter and walked to the entrance of the village where no one was there. A black shadow appeared in front of him. You Jingshu handed the letter to the other party, his eyes were dim and he suppressed a murderous aura.

Hei Ying was terrified. He never thought that You Jingshu's husband would have such a great influence on him. That seemingly ordinary brother could make You Jingshu show this appearance. Show fierce light.

You Jingshu went to the woods again, followed by Clever.

"Mr. You is looking for someone again."

"Hey, it's also pitiful, newlyweds, who would have thought that it would be so unlucky."

"The prisoner has no clue yet."

"Brother Lang has offended people by doing business. He has made such a big business, there must be people who don't like him."

"It's really scary. You didn't see it. There was blood all over the place. Even Xiao Yong couldn't deal with it."

"Xiao Yong also has a lot of life, so he can save his life."

"It's God's blessing. Xiaojuan just got pregnant. If Xiao Yong is gone, it will be really miserable."

The conversations of the villagers reached You Jingshu's ears, and You Jingshu just pretended that he didn't hear it. He didn't believe that Wen Lang was dead. He knew that Wen Lang had a secret, and that secret could even heal his legs. It would definitely help Wen Lang escape.

You Jingshu firmly believed, so he went to find someone every day, what if, what if he met Wen Lang.

"Wang!" Cong Ming suddenly yelled, and ran forward, You Jingshu's stiff body paused, and suddenly ran forward like a gust of wind.

Is it Wen Lang?Could it be him?

You Jingshu's heart seemed to be tightly pulled by something, which made him feel cold all over, and his face was pale, but the steps under his feet became bigger and bigger, and he almost staggered and fell.

"Wow, woof, woof!" Clever ran to the hillside where Wen Lang fell, and kept yelling as he rushed down.

You Jingshu's heart was beating faster and faster. He ran to the side of the hillside and looked down. It was so foggy that he couldn't see anything clearly, except Wen Lang.

His uncontrollable hands and feet were weak, and his eyes were dizzy.

Wen Lang, Wen Lang, Wen Lang...

"Wen Lang——" You Jingshu couldn't control himself anymore, his legs softened, he knelt on the ground, and cried out.

The wind in the mountain forest blows on the face, like an ice knife, it hurts people.

His expectations fell through again, and You Jingshu slumped on the ground in a state of embarrassment, not even the slightest bit of demeanor of the champion of the imperial capital.

After a while of silence, You Jingshu slowed down and was about to stand up and continue looking for someone when a strawberry was thrown up from below and landed beside his hand.

You Jingshu's eyes widened in disbelief, his pupils trembled, and he reached for the strawberry.

It's Wen Lang!

"Wen Lang! Are you down there?" You Jingshu lay on the hillside and shouted towards the white mist below.

Wen Lang, who was on the verge of a coma from the pain, was awakened by You Jingshu's yell. He threw up strawberries with all his might, and he didn't know how many strawberries he threw. Hanging on the cliff, I was about to enter the space to rest for a while before climbing, when I heard You Jingshu's voice.

He got some spiritual spring from the space and drank it, moistened his throat, and then responded: "It's me!"

A gust of wind passed by You Jingshu's ears, and brought those two words to his ears. In an instant, You Jingshu's eyes were red, and a teardrop fell on the back of his hand.