The worst is the next cousin

Giving Mao Xiaofei ten more heads, he never thought that Ye Jintian could be seriously injured like this. His leg bones were broken and he sat on the ground paralyzed.

This reminded Mao Xiaofei of the injury Xu Qi suffered under Ye Jintian's hands. At that time, Ye Jintian rubbed his fingers on Xu Qi's back, trying to dig out his spine.

Most of the injuries on Ye Jintian's body were not caused by weapons. There was a long wound on his chest, which was uneven and dripping with blood, as if torn open by a wild beast.

Xun Chi was in so much pain that he kept asking him what happened, while taking off Ye Jintian's robe, he carefully examined his wound.Even taking off his trousers, Ye Jintian blushed with embarrassment, he had no strength to resist, and there was no need to resist.His wound must be treated immediately, otherwise, even if there is no fatal wound, he will bleed to death.

This way of death would be ugly, and Xun Chi couldn't take it anymore just thinking about it, so he rushed into the forest and left Fat Langshen to guard him.

Mao Xiaofei dug out the medicine powder from his luggage. He didn't bring much medicine for wounds, so he could simply stop some injuries that didn't hurt the vitals.

"If you come later, my body will probably be cold." Ye Jintian laughed at himself. His breath was short and his breath was long. He leaned against a big tree and was very weak.

"Where's the golden millet?" Mao Xiaofei carefully sprinkled a pinch of medicinal powder on a scrape on Ye Jintian's calf.

"died."

Mao Xiaofei didn't know if what he said was true or not, he was taken aback for a moment, and stopped his movements.

"Don't be angry."

"He's still in that forest, but I don't want to scare you, so you'd better not go see it yourself." Ye Jintian smiled wickedly.

Mao Xiaofei felt cold in his heart, and covered him with the clothes that Ye Jintian had taken off.

"I will kill anyone who betrays me." Ye Jintian said coldly, and closed his eyes tiredly. No matter how powerful his martial arts are, he is just a mortal. If the wound is half an inch deeper, maybe the body is really cold now.

When Xun Chi returned, Ye Jintian, who had always been more vigilant than anyone else, was still soundly asleep.

"You deal with him, I'll go to the woods to have a look."

"Let Fat God follow you." Xun Chi didn't lift his head, he pulled away Ye Jintian's clothes, revealing a large hideous wound, Ye Jintian was still awake.

Mao Xiaofei didn't refuse aloud, he would be safer with Fat Langshen.

Since there is no fire, I can only rely on the thin night, prick up my ears to listen, and sharpen my nose to smell.When Mao Xiaofei noticed the strong smell of blood mixed in the air, a piece of his clothes was caught by Fat Lang God, and he followed the direction in which Fat Lang God turned his head.

Mao Xiaofei saw Jinsu's body.

The blood was sticky on the sole of the shoe, and Mao Xiaofei couldn't help but his face changed suddenly when he lifted his foot. The feeling of nausea stuck to his throat, and he covered his mouth.

Fat Lang God's one-eyed eyes shot out, and he walked to the corpse before Mao Xiaofei, lowered his head, sniffed fiercely, before Mao Xiaofei stopped him from using the corpse as food, Fat Lang God walked away, walked behind Mao Xiaofei, nothing happened He patrolled around with interest, intentionally circling in a short distance from Mao Xiaofei.

The corpse was missing its right arm and left leg, but on the ground there was only a pale, dead arm on the back of the hand, and its legs had disappeared.There was a weird smile on the face that was rigidly directing and dispatching their actions all day long.

Mao Xiaofei thought he was wrong, he had been out for a whole day, exhaustion controlled his whole head.Shaking his head, Mao Xiaofei looked at it again, it was indeed an illusion, this person was unwilling to show an expression even after he was dead.

The clothes on Jin Su's body were drenched with blood, and the dew was picked up again at night, and the water could almost be squeezed out by the touch. The cold clothes stuck to Mao Xiaofei's fingers, he hesitated for a moment, and he still firmly reached out. In Jinsu's outer robe, the body had suffered many injuries before he died, and what was found in his arms were a jade pendant, a stone, a piece of cake half the size of a palm, a stack of bank notes, and a letter.

Mao Xiaofei opened the letter frantically, thinking that maybe this letter could clarify why Jin Su wanted to kill Ye Jintian.

It turned out to be very disappointing.

The blood soaked the envelope and letter paper, and a word could not be read.If there are words on the letter, at least some traces can be seen, and the ink will be dizzy with blood.

Yet nothing.

Either there was no writing on the letter, or it was written in cinnabar.Mao Xiaofei thought about it, put the letter back into the envelope, and put it close to his body, so as not to dirty other things in the bag.

The fat man breathed impatiently through his nostrils, and walked around Mao Xiaofei anxiously.

However, Mao Xiaofei was digging a hole. No one had chopped off the treasured knife that was given to him by others. The Maiden Killer was actually used to dig a hole.After digging, Mao Xiaofei dragged Jin Su's body and buried him in it.

In the open space, Ye Jintian woke up faintly. He was awakened by the pain, and the severe pain made him look dazed.

"Where's Shutong?" Ye Jintian said with difficulty.

"Are you worried?"

Ye Jintian didn't answer.

Xun Chi smiled and said: "If you want to know if he is in danger, go down and see for yourself. I can't tell you, it's been almost two hours since we left the mountain, and I don't know if he is in danger now."

Ye Jintian was short of breath, and there was a sound coming out of his nostrils, and he was very dissatisfied.

Xun Chi made a serious move.

The defenseless Ye Jintian groaned in pain.

Xun Chi curled his lips into a smile, "It's best not to move. I don't get hurt very often, and even if I do, I don't use much medicine. It doesn't matter whether it's serious or not, so you should take care of it."

"Who are you?" This question has been in Ye Jintian's mind for a long time, and he finally asked it.

"What's the good of talking? You won't marry me." Xun Chi said with a smile, his hand came to Ye Jintian's chest, and first rubbed it a few times erotically, of course he didn't rub Ye Jintian's heavily injured left chest, Instead, he rubbed his right pectoral muscle, and even intentionally or unintentionally brushed the small ball that no one dared to be frivolous.

"..." Ye Jintian glared angrily, but did not speak rudely.

Xun Chi stopped, and took out the needle and thread from the unremarkable bag of the same color as the clothes hanging on his body.

"Why did you bring this?" Ye Jintian asked in disbelief.

Who the hell came out to run a non-dangerous mission and brought a needle and thread. Could it be that Xun Chi would stop to mend and sew clothes when he was tired from walking? What a bitch.

"By the way, I have a mount anyway, so I can carry more things than you guys." Xun Chi didn't take it seriously, put on the thread, and without saying hello, the tip of the needle pierced into Ye Jintian's flesh.

Ye Jintian let out an "Aww", noticing the movement of the thing Xun Chi was sitting on his lap, he immediately shut his mouth in humiliation.

His current body can't stand a little bit of tossing, he doesn't want to die yet.

"You are really nice to your little lover. It's a pity, such a good appearance." Xun Chi shook his head and sighed, then looked at Ye Jintian's damaged brow bone with disappointment, "Will you leave a scar?"

"It's none of your business..." Ye Jintian broke out in cold sweat from the pain, with an angry look on his face.

"It's not cute." Xun Chi complained half-truthfully, his fingers were flying up and down, and his movements were very fast, obviously very skilled.His stitching techniques are probably the best of the best embroiderers.

Ye Jintian rolled his eyes in pain, his mind was always thinking about Shu Tong, the Shu Tong when he was a child, and the playmate of the bamboo horse.It's a pity that that heartless playmate now regards him as an enemy. He tried again and again, but the little bastard didn't remember anything.

"Okay." Xun Chi retreated and slapped his perfect masterpiece lightly.

Ye Jintian let out a cry of pain.

"Ah, I forgot..." Xun Chi didn't finish speaking when he heard the crackling sound of footsteps on the leaves.Ye Jintian also heard it, and saw Fat Langshen walking out of the shadows, and soon Mao Xiaofei also came out.

Mao Xiaofei, covered in blood, went out and saw that Ye Jintian's wound had been stitched up. He patted the dirty robe on his body, and just wanted to go back quickly and take a hot bath and change his clothes.

"Has the wound been healed?" Mao Xiaofei asked.

"It's sewn up so it won't die on the road."

Mao Xiaofei twitched the corner of his mouth at Xun Chi who was speaking.

"Where have you been?" Ye Jintian had a gloomy face, his strength had not recovered, and his tone was still not kind.

Seeing Ye Jintian's face, Mao Xiaofei didn't dare to say that he was going to bury someone, so he said, "Walk around and see if there are Linglong sparks."

"You don't need to look for it, what my father wants is not flowers." Ye Jintian said with difficulty.

"Jinsu lied to you?" Mao Xiaofei immediately realized.

"Well, he just wanted an excuse to stay alone with me." Ye Jintian turned his head to look around, and finally his eyes fell on Fat Langshen, "When are we going down the mountain?"

"It's completely dark, or we'll spend the night on the mountain." Mao Xiaofei hesitated, and it was after dawn when he went down the mountain and walked down the mountain.

"No, let's go now. I'll sit on that beast, you two can do whatever you want." Ye Jintian said without anyone refusing.

Xun Chi teased: "He is anxious to go back and look at his little lover."

Ye Jintian didn't seem to hear, his complexion was very bad, and when he exhaled, his nose kept shaking, which seemed to be in pain.

Mao Xiaofei remembered something, grabbed Xun Chi, and asked him: "Can a shrunken person recover without flowers?"

"As long as there is a root, it doesn't matter if it's dry or wet. It's just that if you want people to be poisoned, you must inhale its pollen and smell." Xun Chi said plainly.

Now that Mao Xiaofei had no more worries, Xun Chi carried Ye Jintian onto the back of Fat Lang God, and Fat Lang Shen flicked his tail until Xun Chi also climbed up.

Mao Xiaofei followed Fat Langshen, and Ye Jintian was seriously injured on the way down the mountain, tired and sleepy, and fell asleep directly.

No one spoke.

Mao Xiaofei glanced back from time to time, until he could no longer see the woods where the golden millet was buried, then he lowered his eyelids and trotted down the mountain with Fat Langshen.

Passing through the place where I met Niu Er, there is still Niu Er's shadow there.

"Forget it, it's life or death, it's up to fate." Xun Chi spat, didn't stay long, and urged Mao Xiaofei to follow.

Seeing the fire from a distance, Fat Lang God slowed down, and Xun Chi jumped off it directly, and when there was still a long distance, he shouted loudly: "We are back!"

Shu Tong was the first to run out.

As soon as his line of sight touched Ye Jintian, who was covered in blood and didn't know whether to live or die, the child's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"It's okay, he's still alive." Mao Xiaofei hurriedly said, helping Shu Tong up from the ground.

"Are you injured?" Xu Qi's expression changed suddenly, he grabbed Mao Xiaofei and checked along his shoulder and arm.

Mao Xiaofei blocked Xu Qi's hand, and said in a deep voice: "No, it's almost dawn, we'd better leave quickly, Ye Jintian is seriously injured, he has to go back to the city immediately and find a doctor."

"Yes, go back right away." Shu Tong leaned up as if waking up from a dream. He wanted to hug Ye Jintian himself, but he couldn't.He could only watch Xun Chi lift Ye Jintian onto Fat Langshen's back again.

Mao Xiaofei went up and patted Shutong on the shoulder without saying anything, when he was about to leave, someone suddenly asked, "Where's Manager Jin?"

Others don't know whether they forgot or didn't dare to ask.

Mao Xiaofei wiped his hands on the robe, lowered his eyelids, suppressed the trembling in his voice, he seemed to see Jin Su's tragic death in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Dead."

The mountain wind shuttled through the mountains and wilderness from time to time, and the eight people walked on the mountain road like ants, illuminated by the golden light of the rising sun.