Sheng Shian

He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Hearing that Lord Hou was in the Taifu's mansion, he didn't dare to break in, so he squatted at the door all night before Liu Changze came out.

The crimson door was slowly opened, and Liu Changze looked at the person circling in front of him, his eyelids twitched, and he felt uneasy: "What's the matter?"

Although the kindness was in a hurry, he saluted and said, "My lord, the master has been burning for a day and two nights, and the doctors can't cure it. As soon as it fell down, it started burning again, and the medicine can't be fed..."

One day and two nights, how could the wind and cold...

"Poming Yin?" Liu Changze's face changed suddenly: "Didn't it mean that you only get headaches!"

A Liang replied tremblingly: "Doctor Luo said that all he has seen so far are..."

"One hour!" Liu Changze got on his horse and scolded angrily: "It can't be cured, let him come to see him!"

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If there is the pain of soul stripping, Shen feels that it is the case. His body is burning hot, like being thrown into a frying pan. Wouldn't it be nice to fall asleep and be safe from torture?

Shen vaguely felt that someone was prying his mouth, and again, Shen kept his mouth shut, wishing that the sticky consciousness like paste would disappear quickly.

"Master Hou, I still can't feed it..."

Shen couldn't hear clearly, his lungs were burning, and he didn't know who was forcibly opening his mouth. The strength was so great, the lungs hurt, and it hurt even more when he breathed air. He coughed violently.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong on the ground, it should be the porcelain that he hit, thank you for your hard work.

Shen Shi was coughing so much that his whole body was in convulsions, and he was still coughing non-stop. After coughing a little bit, someone patted him on the back, and he looked around with dazed eyes.

Liu Changze?

He fainted again.

comfortable.

"Shunhe...it's a strange thing, why is the master willing to drink it?"

"Maybe... the master is also afraid of Lord Hou."

She kindly glanced at Liu Changze and thought it made sense.

Shen Shi had a messy dream, and the dream was pitch black. The ten-year-old young master had gone to Jiewa in the house and lost his way in the Daxiangguo Temple. Shen Shi searched for him for a long time before finding him. He shouted, "Ziqing, Ziqing, here I am!"

Shen Shi walked towards him with a smile upon hearing the sound, his clothes filled with moonlight, like snow.

Finally found it.

Shen Shi estimated the location, and he probably ran to the back mountain of the temple. He kicked the stone under his feet, thinking it was the remains of an old and damaged statue. Lawless little brat.

The cold wind is blowing, surrounded by paradoxical apes.

Shen Shi gritted his teeth in front of the little marquis, and said fiercely: "I am a fierce ghost from the back mountain, and today I ate you, a brat who runs around everywhere without knowing the heights of the world!"

Seeing him performing against the air beside him, the young master laughed and threw himself into his arms: "There are no night-blind ghosts!"

Shen said to him for the first time: "Why did you talk to Mr.! It's not me who is night-blind, you can sleep in the mountains today! Have you learned how to behave! Will you run away next time!"

The young master struggled out of his hands, and said unconvinced: "You don't need to come, aunt will find me sooner or later!"

Shen was amused by him: "If you have a backbone, then you can wait for the empress to drive, I will go back to sleep first."

Shen Shi turned around and left mercilessly. At first, the young master ignored him arrogantly, waiting for his aunt to come and sue him, but seeing him walking farther and farther away, he really disappeared. I couldn't help being a little scared, thinking of the ghost I just said, I felt a gust of dark wind behind my back.

He was very guilty after staying alone for a long time, but he was unwilling to bow his head, and squatted on the rock with his arms folded, with a determined face, but there were tears in his eyes.

"Let's just go, I'll be alone, I'm not afraid, I'm Daqi's Lord Marquis, I'm very powerful, if the ghost sees it, he'll kneel down and kowtow!" The little master clenched his fist explain.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew behind his ears, the young master opened his eyes wide and shivered.

Then came a gloomy and deep voice, he said faintly: "Also... I... Fate... Come..."

"There's a ghost!!!" The little Hou Ye rushed out suddenly.

Shen Shi laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, tears were streaming down his face. When he just left, he looked at the terrain. The road in front of him was a roundabout, and he had to run back. He stood at the intersection and waited, only listening to the thud. With a sound, Lord Hou bumped into him.

"Ziqing, there's a ghost!!!" Little Hou Ye pawed at Shen like an octopus and refused to let go.

Shen smiled and patted him on the back and said, "Are you still running around?"

"No, no, no..." Little Hou Ye shook his head like a rattle.

Shen Shi suddenly locked his waist, and whispered in his ear: "I still... I... order... come..."

"Ah!!! What a ghost!!!" The young master screamed, struggling to run, but he couldn't get out, and scratched Shen Shi's arm.

Shen Shi shook his head helplessly. If he had great strength, he would have picked up the young master and carried him away, but he looked at the child on his chest, gave up his thoughts, held his face in both hands and said: "It's me, young master, don't be afraid, it's me."

The young master slowed down for a moment, his eyes turned red, he patted him desperately, and cursed a lot in a mess.

Shen Shi hugged him and coaxed him for a long time. Although the young master was very angry, he never let go of his hand. Shen Shi said, "Okay, I made a mistake. I shouldn't scare you. I apologize."

Little Hou Ye was puzzled, buried his shoulder and pretended to bite him.

"It hurts." Shen Shi said softly.

The young master quickly let go, and said a little nervously, "You're lying...I didn't even use my strength!"

Shen Shi smiled, pointed to the broken skin scratches on his arm and said, "It hurts, shall we even it out?"

Little Hou Ye pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to touch the wound, Shen Shi hissed.

The young master was a little anxious, so he glanced at him and saw that his eyebrows were still crooked, so he pressed down on the wound with one hand: "It doesn't hurt at all, you lied to me again!"

Shen Shi is really hurting this time, not only his hands hurt but also his head hurts. I wanted to take the opportunity to educate him a few times. Seeing that he was really sad and feeling distressed, I wanted to take it easy, so I hugged him helplessly and coaxed him to say : "Stop making trouble, go back, okay?"

Shen Shi patted his back with his hands.

The young master was quiet for a long time, then hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Shen Shi smiled and pulled him away, leading him back.

Young Master remembers to eat but not to fight. After walking for a while, he couldn't help but want to talk to Shen Shi: "Ziqing can't see, why can't he get lost?"

Shen Shi said: "For night blindness, knowing the way is a habit, and the body will remember it after walking dozens of times, not by eyes."

The little marquis swayed left and right and asked: "Then if you wobble like uncle after drinking, can you still remember it?"

Shen Shi nodded: "Yes."

Young Master Hou felt a little powerful.

"Do you want to learn?" Shen Shi asked.

"think."

Hearing that his mood had stabilized, Shen said impulsively: "I only teach students who know their mistakes and correct them. You ran around today, not only worrying your elders, but also making those who serve you unavoidable. Are you wrong? "

The young master bowed his head, unable to speak.

Shen Shi rolled his eyes and let go of the hand he was holding.

The young master immediately caught it: "It's wrong!"

Once the awkward hurdle has been passed, the face behind will not feel difficult to pull off.

Shen Shi continued to hang on and said, "I don't quite believe it."

The young master explained anxiously: "It's wrong, if I hadn't run out, Ziqing wouldn't have been hurt..."

This dream began to split, like a shattered mirror, splashing out in pieces, and each piece reflected different images weirdly.Some are the little glutinous rice dumpling in his arms, some are looking at each other in the dimly lit place, some are pleading guilty in the snowy night, some are the gentle gaze waiting on the sick bed, some are the decisive black and white chess game, and some are the 筳The urchin who is lazy and sleepy when talking, some is the fierce heartbeat when hugging tightly...

"I will do whatever the teacher wants."

"After picking up Lord Ben's jade, I will accompany Lord Ben in a cricket fight, or I will punish you for stealing!"

"Pretend to pretend that I dare not touch you."

"Master Shen really didn't say a word of the truth."

"I miss you……"

"A real man keeps his word, I will definitely not lie to Li Qing!"

"You are noisy."

From the age of five to the age of 24, Liu Changze, every frame and every scene is like fluorescent debris, like scattered stars, precious and beautiful.

Then they all went out.

All things return to nothingness.

In the deadly darkness, a piece of glowing rhombic glass suddenly floated out.

Shen Shi chased after him.

As soon as he approached, the fragment disappeared, and reappeared after a while, he was chasing the piece of colored glass like a Kuafu chasing the sun, like a moth to a flame, as if chasing time for billions of years, he was exhausted in the end , kneeling on the ground exhausted, watching the only color disappear.

The ancient temple is silent, and the elephant is invisible.

And the glazed piece suddenly appeared in his hand.

He was ecstatic to pick it up and have a look.

Liuli disappeared.

It has transformed into countless Sanskrit sounds that have lasted for a long time from the Daxiangguo Temple, gushing out from all directions. It is a figurative golden light with a sharp blade, and it binds the guilty like a cocoon.

Like a sacrificial offering on an altar, he offered his life as a gift, until the last moment when his consciousness lost consciousness, he heard a murmur piercing through the sky, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

he heard.

"Shen Yes, you please me."

A possibility he never thought of.

Shen woke up with fright.

He jumped up from the bed, like a drowning person struggling out of the deep sea, soaked in sweat, holding the quilt tightly with both hands, breathing heavily, as if he wanted to clear those pent-up thoughts out of his mind, but he was too impatient , The pain in his lungs was unbearable, and he coughed heart-piercingly.

"Master is awake!" Sheng Yi hurried to the bed.

"Medicine." Shunhe looked at his startled back helplessly, brought in the medicine and handed it to Shen Shi, saying, "The doctor said that the master's illness is caused by breaking the light, coupled with excessive worry, wind-cold attacking the lungs, and phlegm turbidity." Blocking the breath, if you don't rest well, it may turn into tuberculosis."

"Pulmonary tuberculosis?" Shen immediately regained his energy, sat up, drank the medicine without saying a word, and couldn't cooperate.

If you worry too much, don't worry.

If the wind and cold hit the lungs, keep warm.

If the phlegm is turbid and obstructs the qi, then the phlegm will be resolved.

Anyway, his body can't break down, and he is afraid of getting sick.

It's just that this body looks quite tough, so it can't live up to it.

Shen took a breath, and kindly brought up a bowl of Xueyan, with a nervous expression on his face, and after putting it down, he stood very close to Shun He, as if he was looking for a support.

Shen Shi asked, "Master Hou has been here?"

Shun He said: "No."

"No!" Sheng Yi felt that the words were too fast and too synchronous, so she added: "Master Hou has a lot of things to do every day, so how could he come to Shen's mansion to wander around when he has nothing to do?"

Shen raised his eyebrows, "Then where did you embezzle this blood swallow?"

"Steal it." Shengyi knew that there was such a question, and there was no need to talk about it, "The doctor said, the master is sick with a severe cough, and it is best to eat something that nourishes the lungs, so I went to the Hou's mansion to steal some. The storehouses are all there, and the Lord Hou can’t find them without a few boxes, so I guarantee that I can eat them until the Lord recovers from his illness!"

Shen looked at Shunhe.

Shun He pursed her lips and nodded stiffly.

Shen smiled and did not expose them. He still tasted the blood swallow mouthful. The warm tonic slid down the throat into the lungs, like dry land being moistened by the drizzle in early spring, and it was warm after ironing. Heart.

The cause of the disease has been clarified, and no one can cure it except Liu Changze.

You don't want to tell, and I don't want to know.

That's it.

Shen Shi closed his eyes, uncontrollably thinking of the gentle caress on his back before and after he was unconscious, and the trace of worry on the man's face when he turned his head.

Don't read, don't think, don't worry too much.

It was nothing but a fantasy, a dream.