Daji is a boy

Baimen always felt that Fan Qingle was very happy when he narrated this past event.Also, how can you be unhappy living with the person you like?But what happened next?Why did Fan Qingle die of starvation and illness?Since Dong Yuewen is a talented monk, it is okay to get food or treat Fan Qingle. Why did it happen?

Fan Qingle saw Baimen's thoughtful expression, she was already sick at that time, and later became confused, let alone what happened.So what she can say is only what she knows, she sorted out her thoughts, and continued: "I thought I could live with him like this, I thought I could really marry him, and my brother could marry me ……However……"

Fan Qingle had only suffered from a slight cold, but then he continued to have a high fever.Dong Yuewen sought medical advice after running for Fan Qingle, just to make Fan Qingle's fever go down and get better.But it didn't work, Dong Yuewen himself became more and more anxious - Fan Qingle would die if he continued to burn like this.

"Is my lady better today?" Dong Yuewen saw that Fan Qingle's cheeks were still flushed and sweaty, and his heart was tightened.He tried to clear Fan Qingle's meridians with magic power, but the effect was not satisfactory.The temperature dropped slightly that day, but it counterattacked even harder at night.

Fan Qingle, who had already burned out and lost his mind, could only shake his head feebly when he heard Dong Yuewen's voice, expressing that his situation was really bad.She is now hot and cold, weak all over, and extremely uncomfortable.At this time, Fan Qingle realized more clearly that no matter whether her brother is a genius in cultivating Taoism or not, she is still a mortal who is subject to birth, old age, sickness and death.

Moreover, she had a feeling that she couldn't make it through.Therefore, she actually wanted Dong Yuewen to be with her, because her brother went to the mountain to retreat, and whenever he was sick, he would feel his loneliness even more.I hope someone is with me, even if I don't say anything, I feel much better if I have someone by my side.

"The village chief also came to see it, but why doesn't the medicine work?" Dong Yuewen anxiously reached out and touched Fan Qingle's forehead.It's so hot, if it keeps burning, Fan Qingle will die.It was also the first time for Dong Yuewen to see the soul ecstasy of the envoy so clearly.And Fan Qingle is the person he likes, the person he likes so much that he wants to spend his whole life together, how can he just watch her get sick day after day like this?How could he watch her pass away indifferently?

If Fan Qingle can get healthy, Dong Yuewen can choose to be willing even if he has to exchange his life.But no one can give him this opportunity, so he can only blindly find a way by himself.

"Qingle, Qingle..." Dong Yuewen patted Fan Qingle's face lightly, wanting to wake up Fan Qingle who is now delirious.Now he wanted to go to the town to find a doctor for Fan Qingle, or go back to his home to find the alchemist at home.

After patting back and forth several times, Dong Yuewen's movements were gentle, lest he would make Fan Qingle feel pain.

Being called eagerly, Fan Qingle managed to wake up from the dark world, and uttered uncomfortable broken syllables with unclear semantics. Fan Qingle, who was so soft that he had no strength, could only open his eyes as hard as he could.Seeing Dong Yuewen worried and blaming himself, Fan Qingle wanted to comfort him with a smile, but the muscles on his face didn't cooperate at all.

Hearing Fan Qingle's babbling sound, Dong Yuewen's eyes were slightly clear, and Dong Yuewen touched Fan Qingle's hot cheek affectionately, and continued: "Qingle, I'm going to find medicine for you, you sleep for a while, I'll be right back. "After burning for several days, no matter what I did, I couldn't cool her down. Dong Yuewen had lost his way.

After finishing speaking, Dong Yuewen immediately turned around and left the door. This matter really cannot be delayed for a moment.

Fan Qingle could only see the back of Dong Yuewen leaving in the dim vision. She knew that Dong Yuewen was doing it for her own good, but she really wanted Dong Yuewen to accompany her.I want Dong Yuewen not to leave, and I miss my brother very much, I hope they are all by my side...

Thinking of this, the sparkle in Fan Qingle's eyes slipped from the corners of his eyes and disappeared into his temples.When people get sick, they are always so fragile that they can think wildly. At this time, Fan Qingle was the most sober since he got sick.After Dong Yuewen left, she just waited for Dong Yuewen to come back.

Because she was sick, neighbors often came to visit her.But they also have their own lives to live, so don't come around very often.Dong Yuewen was there again, taking good care of her.Others will not come and go frequently when they get along.

It was obvious that Dong Yuewen had just left, but Fan Qingle had already begun to miss him.Life is drifting, and life is full of suffering, so, my brother must attain the Tao and get out of this world of mortals...Dong Yuewen also wants to live a happy life—is her existence a drag on them?If it wasn't for her, maybe they would be better off...

After a while, I started to feel sleepy again.Feeling hungry, Fan Qingle couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell into the darkness again.

When Fan Qingle woke up again, he felt someone else in the room. "Dong..." The name that was about to be blurted out, but in the end he only spit out half of the word Dong, and Fan Qingle swallowed the rest of the words back into his throat.

There was a very strong aroma in the house, which diluted the smell of the medicinal juice in the past few days.It was a stranger who came in, and it must have been a strange woman.

"Hey, little lady is awake?" A woman in bright yellow clothes came in from the door, her voice was clear and energetic, but the ending sound was slightly sharp, as if she was not very satisfied that she woke up.

"Who... are you?" Fan Qingle only regarded this as her home, so she was of course on guard if a stranger came into the house.But now it seems that it is getting late, why hasn't Dong Yuewen come back yet?

Seeing her looking around, she seemed to be looking for someone, but the woman just leaned against the door frame and said, "Looking for Mr. Dong? You can't wait for him..."

"What did you do to him?!" When Fan Qingle heard this, she only thought that this woman was not a good person, and of course she didn't believe her words.But Dong Yuewen hasn't come back yet, so it's not sure if something happened on the way.She didn't forget that when she picked up Dong Yuewen for the first time, Dong Yuewen was injured and buried in the snow. He had his own enemies.I didn't hear him say that he had already dealt with the enemy, so the sudden appearance of this woman must have another purpose.

The woman gave a short laugh, and said: "It's too late for me to like Dong Lang, how could I hurt him? But you are a moron, he finally got tired of you, let me deal with you."

"Impossible." Fan Qingle didn't believe her, and struggled to get out of the bed. She coughed violently because of the too hasty movements. My own quilt, want to go out to find Dong Yuewen.His chest heaved violently, as if his heart would leap out of his mouth in the next moment.

The body was so uncomfortable that Fan Qingle couldn't hold himself steady at all, his legs were like noodles, and they weighed a thousand catties when they moved.Just getting out of bed and standing up, Fan Qingle's eyes turned black—maybe he really couldn't make it through, but Dong Yuewen was a good man, so he couldn't just let something happen to him.

"You just believe what he said? You are really a naive little girl. Who is Dong Yuewen? What is the identity of the Dong family? Just because of you, a little orphan girl, and your ignorant brother, you think Are you worthy of Dong Yuewen? Stop dreaming." The woman looked at Fan Qingle contemptuously, her pretty face was also distorted in Fan Qingle's eyes, and she couldn't see what she looked like.

"My brother said that there is no difference between people. The grandpa also wrote that princes and generals are kind to each other..." Fan Qingle stood up for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with frowned eyes, "So Dong Yuewen and I It has nothing to do with you." If Dong Yuewen really thought so, he wouldn't be entangled with him all the time.He can go home and enjoy his wealth and splendor.Why do you have to live in such poverty with her in this corner of the hill?

The woman raised her eyebrows, but she really didn't expect Fan Qingle to be such a sharp-tongued little lady: "You should understand that a high-ranking nobleman is different from you. Dong Lang just cares about you. There is a little toy, if you change your mood occasionally, you will treat him as if he treats you sincerely - you are too cheap. The little girl does not obey the rules, and hangs out with a man before she leaves the cabinet. I am afraid it is because of Dong Yuewen's family background Okay? Back home, what kind of girl does Dong Lang want? Who will remember you?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Fan Qingle was in a hurry. She knew her own reputation, and she also knew that it was even more embarrassing to be pointed out in such a naked way and distorted. Hand over Dong Yuewen!" Fan Qingle staggered and threw himself on the woman in yellow, grabbing her by the collar.

"Little girl, it's better not to make trouble. Fortunately, Dong Lang knows to give you a good time. He came home and asked me to come and deliver medicine to you. But I see that you are dying of illness, and the good medicine is given to you. It's also a waste, I have a poison/medicine, do you want it? Also, I came here to take away Dong Lang's things, you better wake up, lest you die in a trance, and don't know why. "The woman pulled Fan Qingle's hand off and threw it aside.

Losing her balance due to her movements, Fan Qingle fell to the ground, but Fan Qingle still stared at the woman.Until the woman sneered, she used magic to take away Dong Yuewen's things, then threw her a blue and white porcelain medicine bottle, and walked away.

Fan Qingle ignored the porcelain vase on the ground, but staggered and wanted to go out.She didn't believe that woman's words, but she knew something must have happened. Dong Yuewen hasn't come back yet, something must have happened.She is going to find him... It would be great if my brother was here...

But no matter how Fan Qingle walked, she couldn't get out of the house, and through a thin layer of membrane, Fan Qingle could only see that someone was fleeing outside, and there was thick smoke billowing in some places, as if there was water...

"I can't go out, and everyone seems to have forgotten my existence. No one came in outside. I waited for Dong Yuewen for a long time. From the worry and trust at the beginning to the resentment and unwillingness at the end, that's all. I I tried my best to survive, but in the end I was still unable to move because of a serious illness. After I died, because of the lingering resentment of the ghost, and because of the inexplicable formation barrier, I wandered around my corpse..." Fan Qingle told his story It has been fully stated, so people are ultimately vulnerable to being starved to death, frozen to death, or diseased to death.

Bai Mendao: "It was just a guess at first, but now I really found out the truth. That woman should have been sent by Lin Rong. What she mentioned about your brother's ignorance is obviously because he has a suspicion against Fan Fei, so he can seal you up." It makes people ignore your existence even more, and it is not something ordinary people can do. What puzzles me the most is what happened to Dong Yuewen... What happened after he left?"

Fan Qingle didn't know what happened to Dong Yuewen after he left. All she knew was what she had experienced.Maybe he was killed by that woman, maybe he went to seek medical treatment for her... But no matter what, they are all over.The moment she died was the end.

Baimen raised his eyebrows, and took off the lock on Fan Fei's body with his seal.Without the fairy lock that restrained his actions, Fan Fei hugged Fan Qingle into his arms, his eyes burst into tears, and his heart ached so much that he couldn't help himself—how cruel can a person do such a thing? !How cruel can a 12-year-old girl wait for death in despair? !Why did he show his sharpness back then and hurt his sister? !

"Brother..." Fan Qingle felt Fan Fei's tears falling on her body, but she didn't know how to comfort her.The events of that year have passed in the past, but his brother took the matter on his shoulders. Fan Qingle felt that he was his brother's disaster.

"Brother, don't look for Ning Xi, don't kill him. You are a god, I am a ghost, and he is a human being, so you must not be entangled endlessly. Don't pursue Dong Yuewen's matter. Even if it was really related to Lin Rong, he died in the end..." Fan Qingle hugged Fan Fei back, regardless of whether Lin Rong was dead or not, anyway, Fan Qingle had no intention of pursuing it.

"..." Fan Fei still wanted to go back to his immortal dojo to find that bastard, but Fan Qingle said no.How could he not agree after suffering Fan Qingle? "...Okay." The world is boring—the one he loves doesn't love him; the one he hates has become dust—it's better to go back.

The author has something to say: This is almost the truth that Fan Qingle can see, and the one who killed Fan Qingle was actually Fan Fei’s enemy, but what about the real Dong Yuewen =w=

The next chapter will reveal the secret soon

What happened to Fan Qingle has something to do with Su Daji

So I didn't write a person for nothing