Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

"You're presumptuous!" Fan Jin said angrily.

He originally wanted to see Sun Wenxi look down and down, but he didn't expect that even in such a situation, Sun Wenxi still looked calm and calm.

Fan Jin was like punching the cotton with a punch, quite weak.

He said unwillingly: "I want to see how long you can be proud. If you don't eat this meal, you won't have a chance to eat it later."

The implication is that this is a decapitation meal.

Sun Wenxi still lazily closed his eyes, not saying a word.

Fan Jin was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, his chest heaved sharply: "You don't care about your own life, don't you care about Xia Jingsheng?"

When Sun Wenxi heard the words, he opened his eyes suddenly: "What's wrong with him?"

"Him?" Fan Jin sneered, "Not good, quite bad, running around to intercede for you, trying to save you."

Sun Wenxi felt a sudden pain in his heart, he didn't expect Xia Jingsheng to come here because of him.

Execution day is coming soon.

Xia Jingsheng sat by the window and stayed up all night.

Crazy thoughts even surged in his heart, wanting to rob Sun Wenxi from the dark room.

The execution ground was on a barren hill, and a wooden frame stood on the bare ground.

Surrounded by vats of turpentine, it was only to be poured on Sun Wenxi during the execution.

Sun Wenxi was put on the rack, Xia Jingsheng watched, he lost a lot of weight.

The elders in the village counted Sun Wenxi's "crimes" in Miao language. The sky was gloomy, and people were extremely depressed when they heard it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xia Jingsheng stood up and said loudly: "No execution is allowed! It is absolutely impossible for Sun Wenxi to do such dirty things."

As the successor of Aunt Miao, Xia Jingsheng's words still have a certain influence, and everyone looked around, hesitating for a while.

Fan Jin sneered, and fought Xia Jingsheng: "What do you mean, are you questioning the elders' decision?"

"Yes." Xia Jingsheng's face was livid, "Fire is the death penalty, how can you make such a rash conclusion?!"

"There are all the witnesses and material evidence, and it's impossible to deny it." Fan Jin's tone was aggressive, obviously intending to put Sun Wenxi to death.

Xia Jingsheng argued hard, but the situation was not optimistic.

The execution of the execution of the fire must be at a specific time. Seeing that Xia Jingsheng insisted on speaking for Sun Wenxi, the elder sighed softly: "Forget it, since you believe in him, then give him a ride."

Holding the wine jar in his hand, Xia Jingsheng quickly walked up to the execution platform.

When he looked at Sun Wenxi from a close distance, he felt as if he had passed away.

"Don't worry, I will clear up your grievances." Xia Jingsheng held Sun Wenxi's hand.

At this moment, he really hated himself. At this juncture, he still couldn't get back the memory of the past.

Sun Wenxi showed no fear at all, he smiled and said, "Come closer."

Xia Jingsheng didn't know why, but he still got closer.

Sun Wenxi's hand could caress Xia Jingsheng's face: "You've lost weight."

It made people haggard because of Yixiao, until today, Sun Wenxi didn't really understand this sentence.

As soon as Xia Jingsheng grasped Sun Wenxi's hand, his eyes were slightly red.

"If I fail to survive this catastrophe, it should be my fate, Jing Sheng, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault." Sun Wenxi said softly.

The more gentleman he is, the more congested Xia Jingsheng's chest becomes.

Xia Jingsheng interrupted: "I don't believe in fate, I will definitely think of ways to convince them."

Sun Wenxi laughed awkwardly.

"What are you laughing at?" Xia Jingsheng was sad, but Sun Wenxi was chatting and laughing like nothing happened.

"Jingsheng, it seems that you really forgot. The old you couldn't say such a thing." The former Xia Jingsheng was a good fortune teller, and his fortune was the basis of his livelihood.

If even he doesn't believe in fate, there will be no one in this world who believes in fate.

When Sun Wenxi mentioned the past again, Xia Jingsheng's heart was filled with nameless anxiety.

If there is a chance, he even wants to go back to the past to see what kind of magical power his previous self had that made Sun Wenxi so fond of him.

Seeing that the execution time was getting closer, Xia Jingsheng's hands became colder and colder.

He looked at the smile on Sun Wenxi's face, and asked in puzzlement, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, is it useful?" Sun Wenxi asked him back.

It's useless, the person is already on the rack, and the execution is imminent, so fear is useless.

It's better to smile at the world.

Xia Jingsheng understood Sun Wenxi's expression, but was even more sad because of it.

He covered his face, not wanting Sun Wenxi to see his sad expression.The next moment, the elder announced, "It's time—"

Xia Jingsheng panicked. He held Sun Wenxi's hand and refused to let go for a long time.

"Long Chi, let go!" The Miao youth in charge of the execution was pouring resin on Sun Wenxi.

Xia Jingsheng didn't let go of his hand, it was inevitable that he would be implicated.

"I'm not loose." Xia Jingsheng shook his head stubbornly.

Fan Jin ordered: "Hurry up and pull Long Chi away!"

Two or three young people stepped forward and tried to pull Xia Jingsheng away, but Xia Jingsheng pulled Sun Wenxi's hand tightly with all his strength.

"No, don't." Xia Jingsheng was weak and outnumbered, so he was pulled away in the end.

The moment his hands parted, Xia Jingsheng watched the buckets of turpentine dripping onto Sun Wenxi, and yelled, "No—"

The shout was so shrill that the whip on Xia Jingsheng's waist moved, and something jumped out of Xia Jingsheng's waist.

In an instant, a huge black snake was entrenched beside Xia Jingsheng with a fierce look in its eyes.

The appearance of the black snake attracted everyone's attention, and the crowd watching the execution became commotion, with various screams and exclamations one after another.

"Long Chi!" Fan Jin shouted, "What are you doing, call the snake back!"

Xia Jingsheng said coldly, "What if I don't call?"

"You're deliberately obstructing the execution!" As soon as Fan Jin finished speaking, he saw the snake staring at him coldly, and a layer of cold sweat crawled up his back.

"I just want to hinder, so what?!" In the bitter cold wind, Xia Jingsheng's clothes were fluttering, and he had the aura of looking down on the world.

Fan Jin fell silent.

The snake crawled towards the place of execution as if it was spiritual.

The young man in charge of the execution met the cold snake's eyes, his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to move at all, letting the snake coil around Sun Wenxi's side.

Seeing this, Fan Jin became anxious: "What are you doing? Don't do anything yet?!"

The young people woke up like a dream, and just about to pour turpentine again, they saw the snake's head sticking out, looking like it was going to pounce at any moment.

This time, no matter how much Fan Jin yelled and scolded, the executioner didn't dare to step forward again.

When the elders saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly.

The snake is the holy spirit in the village. In the view of the Miao people, those who can be blessed by the snake are those who are loyal, courageous, loyal and pure.

This can't help but make people question the result of the trial. Could it be that they were wrong?

Seeing the reversal of the situation, Fan Jin was furious.

Pulling out the saber from his waist, he stabbed at Sun Wenxi like a gust of wind.

No one expected him to strike suddenly, Xia Jingsheng looked at the silver-gray blade, his body reacted faster than his brain.

Standing alone in front of Sun Wenxi.

Before Fan Jin could stop, the blade stabbed into Xia Jingsheng's chest.

The blood immediately stained his clothes red, Sun Wenxi was protected by Xia Jingsheng behind him, only to see the figure of the person in front of him swaying, and suddenly collapsed.

"Jing Sheng!" Sun Wenxi shouted.

Xia Jingsheng felt that he had a long dream. In the dream, he went to Guicheng alone to find Xuecheng's body.

But the process was full of twists and turns, and the mystery of his life experience was discovered by mistake.

At first, everything in the Miao Village was peaceful and happy until Fan Jin appeared...

Xia Jingsheng had a splitting headache and couldn't help moaning in his sleep.

In reality, several Miao doctors surrounded Xia Jingsheng and tried their best to treat him.

Because Xia Jingsheng was injured, the execution was suspended.Sun Wenxi was put down on the execution rack. Although his clothes were disheveled and his hands and feet were still in shackles, he walked to Xia Jingsheng's bed without caring much.

Xia Jingsheng's eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, and he looked lifeless.

Sun Wenxi punched the edge of the bed, and turned to look at Fan Jin who was also bound.

"If something happens to Jingsheng, I will make you pay for it!" Sun Wenxi's voice was extremely cold.

Fan Jin regained his senses at this moment, knowing that he had committed an unforgivable crime, he was silent like a chicken for a while.

After intimidating Fan Jin, Sun Wenxi devoted all his attention to Xia Jingsheng and took care of him wholeheartedly.

In the second half of the night, Xia Jingsheng suddenly developed a high fever and muttered something, but Sun Wenxi couldn't hear it clearly.

He listened carefully, only to realize that Xia Jingsheng was/chanting/chanting "Wenxi...Wenxi..."

Sun Wenxi's spirits were lifted, and Xia Jingsheng hadn't called him that way for an indescribable amount of time.

After a while, Sun Wenxi found that Xia Jing had a high fever, and murmured, "I'm cold."

Sun Wenxi didn't care much, took off his outer shirt and went to bed, sideways hugging Xia Jingsheng tightly.

Xia Jingsheng was trembling all over, but his body was like a small stove, extraordinarily warm in winter.

Sun Wenxi hugged him tightly, and covered her tightly with the quilt.

After a while, Xia Jingsheng finally fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, someone delivered medicine to Xia Jingsheng. When he entered the room, he saw the two sleeping in each other's arms, and couldn't help but scream.

The shrill cry pierced the surrounding silence,

Xia Jingsheng was woken up, and the dull pain on his forehead made him hum softly.

Half asleep and half awake, Sun Wenxi subconsciously comforted him: "Baby, it's okay."

Those who watched the whole process were dumbfounded.

"You...you...you are..." After talking for a long time, he couldn't make a complete sentence.

"As you can see, we're asleep." Sun Wenxi said in shocking words.

"Are you a couple?"

Sun Wenxi nodded firmly: "Yes."

While getting dressed, Xia Jingsheng secretly pinched Sun Wenxi to prevent him from making too many mistakes.

Sun Wenxi smiled and said, "Baby, don't be shy, I'm not wrong."

The three views of the people who came to deliver the medicine were subverted, and they were still immersed in shock.

After all, this kind of news couldn't contain the fire, and after a while, the rumor that Sun Wenxi and Xia Jingsheng had broken sleeves spread in the village.

Sun Wenxi was afraid that Xia Jingsheng would not accept it, so he sincerely comforted him: "Jingsheng, I will clarify the rumor, don't worry about it..."

"Why do you want to clarify, aren't we lovers?" Xia Jingsheng rubbed his aching forehead.

Sun Wenxi keenly noticed that there was a playfulness in Xia Jingsheng's eyes.

A bold guess emerged in Sun Wenxi's mind.

"You remember it all?" Sun Wenxi asked.