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When Xia Xun regained consciousness, Xiao Xingchen was feeding him water. The cool and sweet water dilutes the strong bitter taste in his mouth, making him suddenly feel that the Lingtai is clear. Xia Xun realized that Xiao Xingchen should have already After giving him the antidote of corpse poison powder, the uncomfortable feeling in his body is slowly subsiding at this moment, but there are still bursts of pain in the ankle. After all, the dog bit so hard that the flesh and blood were torn to expose the bones.

Xiao Xingchen let Xia Xun's head rest on his arm, so as soon as he moved, the Taoist priest noticed it immediately, Xiao Xingchen heaved a sigh of relief, "You're finally awake."

Xia Xun replied with a squeak, and all he could see was Xiao Xingchen's brows twisted into clips.

"If I let you die because of following the night hunting, I'm afraid I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." He said so.

Xia Xun smiled wryly and said: "My life was originally saved by the Taoist priest. If I confessed here, it would only be my fault for not being good at learning. If I could change the Taoist priest's life, it would be worth it."

Xiao Xingchen shook his head, but then he changed the topic: "Why do you have corpse poison powder on your body?"

Xia Xun knew that this was an unavoidable problem, but it seemed even worse to lie, so he could only vaguely say: "It was given by others, and it is said that it can be used for self-defense."

Xiao Xingchen thought for a while but didn't continue to ask, but said seriously: "This is not a good thing, don't use it again in the future."

Seeing that he stopped asking, Xia Xun nodded repeatedly and said, "Oh, yes, yes."

Xiao Xingchen squatted down at this time, pretending to carry Xia Xun on his back, and said, "Since we're awake, let's go back to Yizhuang, it's already noon, and A-Qing might be worried seeing that we haven't returned for a long time. "

Xia Xun didn't refuse, climbed onto Xiao Xingchen's back, and when the Taoist priest took a few steps, he remembered the middle-aged woman who made trouble, so he asked Xiao Xingchen: "Daozhang, that dog was killed by you. What happened to that aunt?"

Xiao Xingchen said in a calm tone: "I subdued the complainant, and I handed over the woman to the villagers. I don't want to ask about the rest of it."

Xia Xun listened to his tone, looked at his expression, felt that he seemed to be in a low mood, and guessed in his heart, most likely the surnamed Liu and other villagers didn't thank Xiao Xingchen much, maybe the surnamed Liu died in the end, and his wife would blame Xiao Xingchen was troubled, so he thought of telling some jokes to make Xiao Xingchen smile and ease the atmosphere. He said, "I'm afraid I'm going to become a cripple this time. When I go back later, A-Qing will probably laugh hard." I."

"I said that you will definitely slow down the road, don't you think so?" Xia Xun imitated the girl's reproachful tone, which was quite vivid, and Xiao Xingchen really laughed when he heard it.

Seeing that Xiao Xingchen was in a better mood, Xia Xun continued to tell some jokes to amuse him. They walked and laughed all the way, and finally returned to Yizhuang.

Sure enough, A-Qing walked around the door on crutches, her face full of anxiety. Xia Xun saw her and hurriedly called her from a distance. For a long time, I was worried to death."

Xiao Xingchen said, "Let's talk in the room first."

A-Qing noticed that Xia Xun was being carried on the back of the Daoist Priest again, and said, "But I was right, you really dragged the Daoist Priest back." That tone was almost exactly the same as Xia Xun's imitation on the road just now, Xiao Xingchen and Xia Xun laughed when he heard that.

A-Qing didn't know the reason, but felt baffled. Later, Xiao Xingchen put Xia Xun on the bed and went to prepare lunch, leaving A-Qing in Xia Xun's room, wanting to serve tea and water to take care of him. Under the wounded.

"Where did you get hurt again?" A-Qing frowned, with a usual look of disgust on her face.

"This time my foot is probably really useless." Xia Xun said to her with a smile, "You don't know, the Taoist priest beat that monster so fiercely that he couldn't kill him for a while, almost biting my foot Duan, fortunately you are blind, otherwise you would probably faint from fright when you saw my injury."

"I told you not to follow, you must go."

"Sister, it's your fault this time. If I don't go, maybe the Taoist priest won't be able to come back."

"Really?" The little girl turned pale when she heard this.

"Why did you lie to you?" Xia Xun folded two pillows together to make himself more comfortable. The pillow was filled with torn cotton wool, and after a few presses, he suffocated. It was uncomfortable for him to lean left and right. , simply moved to the edge of the bed, put his hands on his cheeks and elbows against the low table beside the bed, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible, but he wondered if he should grow some cotton, A-Qing and Xiao Xingchen didn't have a good quilt It's comfortable.

But A-Qing came over and touched his feet.

"You want to hurt me to death?" Xia Xun endured the pain and almost yelled, "You little girl, why are you so strong?"

On the neatly wrapped strips of cloth, dark red blood oozes out, which is particularly eye-catching compared with the brown blood stains that had dried up before. A-Qing twirled her fingers, turned her head and said to Xia Xun, "I'm looking for some medicine. , and bandage you again."

Xia Xun blinked, the sun came out from the west, huh?When he was rescued by Xiao Xingchen last time, Aunt A-Qing stood by the side most of the time. Xiao Xingchen was really too busy, so she just pushed and moved him perfunctorily, but today she took the initiative to ask for help. He is gone.

The little girl went there for a while, brought back a bottle of medicine powder and a few clean cloth strips, and lightly changed the bandage on Xia Xun's foot.

Xia Xun looked at the little girl squatting at his feet helping him change his dressing from top to bottom, and suddenly felt tears were about to fall.

Finally, A-Qing's self, which was as black as ink in his heart, was washed white, no matter what, he was gray now.

The author has something to say:

Recently, the author went abroad to wash his lungs, and then his work was transferred again. He suddenly became busy. He was playing for 8 hours out of 7 hours, but now he was working for 7 hours suddenly, so the update is super unstable, but sure. I will not abandon the pit, because I will write it later hahaha.