In-house help system

In the barren hills ten miles away from the unlucky city, there is an abandoned temple in which an old beggar lives.

The old beggar goes to the city every morning to beg for food and returns at dusk.

It coincided with the rainy season, and it rained continuously for several days. Few people went to the streets, and the food became more and more difficult to get. The old beggar went back to the ruined temple early with dead branches.

As soon as I stepped into the threshold of the ruined temple, I saw two young people in the temple.

As the saying goes, it is better to sleep in a deserted tomb than to live in a ruined temple.

The sun has not yet set, and the rain is not heavy. Ordinary people can go to the city to stay in the city after walking for another hour. Why do they avoid temples?

Probably a robber who committed a crime, or someone who has no money like him.

He is old, blind and incompetent, and it is normal that he can't make money. How could it be possible for two young people with hands and feet to have no money?

Alas, maybe I met bandits and got robbed, anyway, I shouldn't provoke you.

The old beggar shook his head, walked in tremblingly, ignored the two of them, found an inconspicuous corner, and lay down curled up.

These two down-and-out young people are not bandits, nor have they met bandits, but Feng Li and Ji Wenliang who fell into the human world by mistake.

I don't know if the word "wrong" is used properly. Ji Wenliang entered the human world without knowing why. Feng Li explained that there are many formations under Wuwang Abyss, and it is not wrong to touch any of them unintentionally. impossible.

Of course these are not the most important things.

The most important thing is that there is no aura in this place.

The aura in his body was exhausted, and there was no external aura to replenish it, so he didn't have any magic power at this time.

Feng Li is the god of the heavens, but the aura in his body can never be exhausted...

"How is the divine monarch's current mana?"

Feng Li spit out a mouthful of blood very simply.

Seeing him like this, Ji Wenliang couldn't be in the mood to ask, and hastily stretched out his sleeve to wipe him clean.

With such a serious injury, how could it be possible to cast a spell?

In this way, the most important thing is to heal the injury first.

"Does it hurt?"

At this moment, Feng Li was leaning against the painted pillar with his back closed, his face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Hearing Ji Wenliang's question, he opened his eyes and closed them again.

Nodding slightly.

Feng Li had several stab wounds on his body, which were left during the battle with Wangtian, and Ji Wenliang gave him a simple bandage.

If it was normal, this injury would be nothing at all, but now it is different.

Has the majestic Celestial Killer ever shown his weakness so much?It must have really hurt, Ji Wenliang felt extremely sore in his heart, and wiped the sweat from his forehead for him.

"What should I do?"

what to do?What else can I do, I can only endure it.

Feng Li said: "Just talk to me."

The injured person is fragile in heart and longs for company. When Ji Wenliang heard this, he cheered up and said, "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"It will be all right."

As long as it's you, you can say anything.

This range is a bit large, Ji Wenliang thought for a while, and said: "The Rakshasa you want me to catch looks a bit ugly."

"Cough cough..."

Feng Li never expected that he would say such a thing, so he laughed in a low voice, and couldn't help coughing, causing the wound to hurt.

In fact, Ji Wenliang wanted to make him happy. Seeing that he had hurt his wound, he felt a little regretful. He stroked his back and turned his attention: "What are you laughing at?"

Feng Li shunned his breath, leaned back against the pillar, and said, "It's not like what you said."

"Are you saying that I shouldn't call him ugly? I'm not disgusting him, I'm just stating the facts, and I won't say this in front of him. I'm only with you..."

Having said that, Kankan stopped.

Feng Li just confessed to him not long ago, and kissed him again, now the relationship between the two is unclear, it is really inappropriate to say such ambiguous words.

It's just that at this moment we share weal and woe, Ji Wenliang can't help himself.

Feng Li naturally understood why he kept his mouth shut, and said, "Raksha is an evil spirit from hell, it's normal to look ugly."

Ji Wenliang hummed lightly, obviously a lot colder.

Seeing him like this, Feng Li would be lying if he said he was not disappointed.

He didn't know all the entanglements in Ji Wenliang's heart, and he didn't understand why he didn't agree with what he said.

For a while, the temple became quiet again, only the sound of drizzle rustling outside could be heard.

Feng Li was in a panic because of the pain in his body, and couldn't sleep at all. Seeing that he was suffering, Ji Wenliang couldn't sleep even more, and wished he could share some of it for him.

The old beggar slept soundly, and even snored in the middle of the night.

The east is getting white, and the night is over.

The old beggar didn't ask for any food yesterday. When he woke up, he was really hungry. He saw a few wild fruits in front of Ji Wenliang. Thinking that the world is big and the food is the biggest, he couldn't help but said: "Young man, you are the fruit Can you divide me into two?"

Such a skinny, gray-haired old man begged for food from you, how could he not bear to give it to you, Ji Wenliang pushed forward the fruit he picked yesterday, and said: "Old man, you are easy."

The old beggar has been begging for food for half his life, and he has never met anyone who is so polite to him.

Seeing that their clothes were torn, but they had an extraordinary bearing, they didn't look like bad guys, so he felt compassion and asked, "Did you meet robbers?"

Ji Wenliang didn't want to reveal his identity to outsiders, so he nodded and said, "Exactly."

"Oh, there are a lot of robbers around here, you have to be careful," the old beggar glanced at Feng Li, determined, and then said: "Your brother was injured? Why is your face so red? Isn't it Do you have a fever?"

Ji Wenliang was startled when he heard that, he touched Feng Li's face, it was really hot, he couldn't help thinking that he was careless and didn't realize it.

"Old man, is there a doctor around here?"

"Yes, yes, but..."

"But what?" Ji Wenliang asked anxiously.

"Do you have any money?"

Ji Wenliang was taken aback, he didn't have any money, let alone Feng Li.

The old beggar sighed, and said: "There is only one medical clinic in the city. Doctor Wang in the medical clinic is a big money fan. He pays money first, and then sees a doctor. If he has no money, he will never help him."

Ji Wenliang said: "I'll go first. As for the money, there should be a way."

The old beggar just shook his head and turned to leave.

"Old man," Ji Wenliang called to stop him, "can you show me the way?"

"I told you that you still don't believe me. If you don't have money, Doctor Wang will never cure you. Well, let me tell you..."

He showed Ji Wenliang the way and left.

Ji Wenliang bent down, woke Feng Li up, and was about to help him up.

Unexpectedly, Feng Li turned his body sideways and escaped.

"You go."

For a moment, Ji Wenliang didn't understand what he meant by saying this, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"I said, go ahead and go wherever you want," he added after a pause, "don't worry about me."

Ji Wenliang straightened up slowly, looked at Feng Li and said, "What does the Divine Lord mean?"

Feng Li still closed his eyes, and said: "You don't need to call me a god, I will help you transform, you saved my two lives, this kindness is equal, let's go our separate ways."

Ji Wenliang's heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of fine needles, he choked up and said, "What are you talking about?"

"You have also discovered that there is not even a trace of aura here. If you stay here, you will never recover your mana." Feng Li opened his eyes, pointed to the door of the ruined temple, and said, "Go out from here and walk a hundred miles. Eighty miles away, you can always find a place with aura, although the aura in the human world is weaker, but after 50 to [-] years, the mana can always be restored."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"What I do has nothing to do with you."

The heroine didn't show up when she was supposed to show up, and now the plot has gone off track again. No one knows what the future will be like.

Ji Wenliang walked back and forth in front of Feng Li a few times, covered his eyes with his hands, tears still flowed from between his fingers.

"I know, I know, you are asking me to choose."

Ji Wenliang can leave or stay.

But the reason for staying can't be because of kindness, but must be something else.

As for what "other" is, both of them are very clear.

It is said that gods cannot die, but now that Feng Li has lost his mana, he is just a mortal, and Ji Wenliang is gone now, so I don't know what will happen.

But if he stayed, he admitted that he liked Fengli, so what should he do with the next mission?

People are always like this, in March and April, they have to worry about things in July and August, and Ji Wenliang is no exception.

He wanted to reprimand Feng Li for being so cruel and insisted on making a choice, but thinking about it, he didn't know it, and he just wanted a response, so there was nothing wrong with it.

In the past, Feng Liduan would not let him cry like this, but at this time he did not even look at him, leaning his head against the pillar and closing his eyes.

Is it difficult to admit that you like yourself?

After a while, Feng Li felt his cuffs being gently grabbed, and he opened his eyes.

Ji Wenliang lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eyes, and said: "Fever is a fatal disease, let's go see a doctor."

It rained a lot yesterday, the road was bumpy, Feng Li was seriously injured, the two of them couldn't walk fast at all.

As he walked, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and several people on horseback approached him.

They seemed to be in a hurry, passing by in a hurry without even looking at the two of them.

Instead, they splashed mud and water all over their bodies.

This is really...

Ji Wenliang wanted to wipe his face with his sleeves, but looked down at the sleeves, and couldn't tell whether the sleeves were dirtier or his face was dirtier.

After dawdling until noon, we arrived at the gate of the city.

"Unspirited City." Ji Wenliang looked at the words carved on the stone on the top of the city gate, and read aloud.

These three characters are quite weird. The word "Lingcheng" is chic and elegant, as if it was written by a famous artist, but the word "No" is crooked, obviously not written by one person.

Entering the city, there is a crossroad in front of you. On both sides of the avenue are vendors and shops. There is a constant noise of people coming and going, but it is very lively.

Ji Wenliang supported Feng Li, and found someone to inquire about Doctor Wang's residence.

The man looked Ji Wenliang up and down, and said, "What disease does a beggar cure?"

Turned around and left.

Ji Wenliang sighed and stopped another person.

That man was a scholar in a blue shirt, he was modest and polite, he showed him the way, then shook his head and said: "Doctor Wang's consultation fee is very expensive."

Ji Wenliang thanked him, followed the main road and found the medical clinic.

At the entrance of the medical hall, Feng Li finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

He is tall and tall, and he has completely relieved his strength at this moment. How can Ji Wenliang support him?

Both of them fell to the ground.

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Because it will be released after finishing writing~ three more in total.

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