The rivers and lakes are full of vests

Seventeen wrapped one arm around Fu Peibai's waist and patted her back with the other, murmuring as if coaxing a child to sleep, "Fu Peibai, calm down, calm down..."

Amid the woman's gentle comforting voice, Fu Peibai gradually calmed down, the red blood in his pupils faded away, and his clear and dark eyes returned.

It got out of control again, it was already the second time, and she didn't know if there would be a third time.

She closed her eyes weakly, and fell into a huge emotional trough. She shrugged and leaned half of her body weight on Shi Qi.

Lu Qingwan was worried and timid, "A Pei, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Peibai did not answer.

Shi Qi took her to the ruined temple, "Go back first."

Not long after, everyone returned to the ruined temple, and no one cared about the evil ghost judge, allowing his corpse to rot in the dust.

The dilapidated ancient temple was lit up again. Fu Peibai was leaning against the wall, with one leg bent and one hand on her knee, staring at the void with a dazed expression.

Sang Yunshi was treating Lu Qingwan's wound on the side, while Shi Qi was treating Fu Peibai's shoulder wound.

She tore off the tattered clothes on Fu Peibai's shoulder blades, revealing a small piece of skinny shoulders, then carefully washed the wound with water from the kettle, applied medicine, and finally bandaged it.

When she did all this, her face was calm, but her slightly tensed jaw still showed some strange emotions.

Fu Peibai slowly turned her head to look at Shiqi's neck. The wound has been roughly treated, and only a little dried blood remains, but every time she thinks about what happened just now, she still has lingering fears in her heart.

After the wound was treated, the two sat silently.

At this time, Lu Qingwan came over and sat beside Fu Peibai, seeing that the other party had completely returned to normal, the little fear faded away.

"Apei, what happened to you just now?"

Fu Peibai said vaguely: "It's nothing, maybe he inhaled the smoke of that ghost judge, and his mind is a little confused."

After all, Lu Qingwan was still innocent, so she immediately believed this, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, you scared me to death, you looked scary at that time, your eyes were blood red, like a beast, as if you were about to eat people."

Fu Peibai's face froze, and then she tried to hide it, and only laughed a few times dryly. She glanced at Shiqi calmly, and wondered if she wasn't frightened?The answer is that there is no way of knowing.

"Young man, do you feel better now?" the young man said and walked over.

Fu Peibai raised his eyelids and glanced at him, forced a smile, "It's much better."

The man immediately knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you young hero for acting on behalf of the heavens and eradicating the evil judge."

Fu Peibai supported his arm, the smile on his face was still dull, "No, he did it to us first, I just did it out of self-protection."

"The young hero is full of righteousness, and you are a gentleman, so you don't need to be humble."

Fu Peibai was exhausted, unable to greet the other party politely, she smiled perfunctorily and stopped talking.

The young man sat on their side and took the initiative to introduce, "My lord, Wen Moyao, these are my brothers. Dare I ask the young hero's name?"

"Fu Peibai, a disciple of Tianjizong Chaoquanfeng, this is the second lady of Tianjizong, this is Miss Seventeen, and this is Miss Sang."

After saluting one by one, Wen Moyao asked, "Fu Shaoxia and his party are going to the southwest hinterland?"

Fu Peibai nodded.

Wen Moyao immediately asked his subordinates to bring a map, and handed it to Fu Peibai, "Young man, this is the map of the Gu domain that I got a few days ago. It was made by the previous dynasty. Although it is slightly different from the current one, it is basically the same. Change, this picture is a small gift to thank the young hero for his help, I hope it can help the young hero once or twice."

Fu Peibai took the map in surprise, and looked at the old sheepskin map with the dim light of the fire. It recorded detailed roads and the names of mountains and rivers, which was very convenient for them to move forward.

"Thank you, Brother Wen, but this map was given to us, you..."

Wen Moyao waved his hands indifferently, "My brothers and I came here to kill the ghost judge. Now that the task is completed, we should return to the Central Plains. This map is no longer needed, so I simply gave it to Fu Shaoxia."

"Then thank you Brother Wen." Fu Peibai thanked happily, and then talked with Wen Moyao about the map of the Gu Territory.

It was getting late and the fire was flickering, the rest of the men and Lu Sang fell asleep, only Fu Peibai and Wen Moyao chatted more and more vigorously, Shi Qi sat quietly aside.

The two had already chatted from Tutu to all over the world, and after some conversation, they shared similar interests, and they would already call each other brothers.

Wen Moyao and Fu Peibai are four years old. He has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has made friends with a group of like-minded brothers. Jin Ke is different, what they accept is some rewards for villains in the world, they never kill innocent people indiscriminately for money, and they can be regarded as aboveboard.

The two heard that brother Fu was shouting happily, and suddenly heard a cold female voice.

"You should rest."

The two looked at the woman in white who was talking, and Wen Moyao spoke first, "That's right, Brother Fu is injured, he should rest earlier, blame me for being excited for a while, and pulling Brother Fu to talk so much, Brother Fu hurry up Get some sleep."

"Brother Wen also rests earlier."

Wen Moyao patted Fu Peibai's shoulder, looking like a good brother, and then went back to the opposite side to rest with his eyes closed.

Fu Peibai wasn't sleepy at the moment. After the excitement of the conversation just faded away, the sinking feeling in her heart emerged. She took a deep breath, not wanting to become that sad and gloomy look, so she pretended to be calm and said : "Seventeen, you should go to bed earlier."

Shi Qi didn't say a word, just stared at her deeply.

She was uncomfortable being seen, and her voice was a little dry, "What's wrong?"

Her ending trembled a little, because she was a little scared, afraid that Seventeen would mention that she lost control and killed the ghost judge at night, she didn't want such an unbearable side of herself to be laid out naked between words, making her unavoidable.

But Shi Qi didn't mention a word about that matter, she just looked at Fu Peibai's wound, and said lightly, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Fu Peibai was stunned, and after a while he murmured: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Shi Qi frowned when he heard this, "How can a flesh and blood body not hurt?"

The woman's face was too serious, Fu Peibai could only murmur: "Yes... some."

A soft hum escaped from Shiqi's thin lips, and she glanced at Fu Peibai, "Go in pain, who made you risk your life like this? Don't you know how to run if you can't beat it? You don't have a perfect chance of winning, what kind of bravery is this time? I was lucky to win, what about next time? How many lives do you have to squander like this?"

Seventeen's voice was a little angry, but Fu Peibai understood that the other party was worried about him.

"With you, we can't run very far." She shook her head and said.

"Even if the husband and wife are facing a catastrophe, they will fly separately, and Miss Sang and I have no friendship with you. It's easy for you to get away with Miss Lu. Why are you in danger?"

Fu Peibai shook her head again, with a serious tone, "Father never taught me to be so selfish, I won't leave you behind." She glanced at Shiqi, and quickly added, "Of course, there is also Miss Sang .”

Shi Qi didn't speak, his light brown eyes were like amber, which looked crystal clear under the dim yellow light of the fire.

"Ape."

She slowed down her voice and called out softly.

"Ok?"

Her slender fingers curled up, unconsciously scratching her palm, suppressing her desire to touch Fu Peibai.

"It's nothing."

"Then go to rest." After Fu Peibai finished speaking, he turned his back and lay down, facing the wall and hastily closed his eyes, ignoring the throbbing heart in his chest.

......

Fu Peibai had a dream, the sky was bright, and Fu Peibai had a nightmare. After waking up, she had a splitting headache. She stared at the dilapidated temple roof, unable to recover for a long time. Her eyes were bright but blurred. Fully awake.

"Morning..." She got up and said in a low voice.

Shi Qi glanced at her with a flat gaze, "Change the medicine."

"I'll do it myself."

Shi Qi ignored her, stretched out his hand, replaced the white cloth, and reapplied the medicine.

Fu Peibai could only sit upright, his eyes wandered around, and finally fell on Shiqi's fair and slender neck.

The blood stains have been cleaned up, leaving only a shallow wound, which is particularly conspicuous across the flawless neck.

She frowned unconsciously and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"You don't feel any pain like this, so what is my little injury?"

Shi Qi's nonchalant tone made her frown even tighter.

"It can't be compared like this. I jumped up and down when I was young, and I was more skinny. You are different, you..." At this point, she paused. She originally wanted to say that you look at the delicate Much weaker, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that it was not appropriate.

Although Seventeen is thin and thin, does not know martial arts, and has a slender body, no matter how you look at it, she is a weak woman, but Fu Peibai can't feel the delicate temperament in her that matches her appearance. Calm and composed, I have never seen her showing a timid expression.

Shi Qi smiled, "Why am I different?"

"You...forget it, anyway, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you Ah Pei for your concern."

The woman's smiling eyes were curved into a bright moon, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes shone brightly under the sunlight.

Fu Peibai's heart stopped beating for half a beat, she turned her head suddenly, waiting for her mood to calm down, and at the same time saw Lu Qingwan and Sang Yunshi who were sleeping together in a corner of the shadow.

However, it is not so much that the two are hugging each other, it is better to say that Sang Yunshi hugged Lu Qingwan one-sidedly, with one hand around Lu Qingwan's waist, and the other hand resting on Lu Qingwan's head, tightly imprisoning her. in his arms.

Fu Peibai didn't understand how the relationship between these two people was so good that they could hug and sleep together. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that since Sang Yunshi was injured for Lu Qingwan last time, the relationship between the two has improved by leaps and bounds, and now they look like a boudoir The appearance of a close friend.

But even if they are close friends, this posture seems too intimate. She thinks it's a little weird, but she can't say it's weird. It's still early, so she didn't plan to wake them up and let them sleep for a while.

She ran outside the temple and poured some water from the water bag for a simple wash and then returned to the temple. Seeing that everyone was almost awake, she yawned for a while.

Wen Moyao was full of energy, and looked a bit handsome. Seeing Fu Peibai, he walked over enthusiastically, and asked with concern: "Brother Fu, are you feeling better?"

Fu Peibai smiled gently, "A little trauma, it doesn't matter, it's already much better."

After all, she looked at the men who were packing their bags and asked, "Brother Wen, are you going back to the Central Plains today?"

"Well, I lost a lot of brothers during this trip. I was useless and failed to protect them. Fortunately, Brother Fu helped me and eradicated the ghost judge. Those brothers of mine did not die in vain."

Fu Peibai was not very good at comforting others, so he could only pat Wen Moyao on the shoulder, "My condolences, Brother Wen."

Wen Moyao threw her arms around her, hugged her tightly, and said quite boldly: "The biggest gain of this trip is getting to know Brother Fu, Brother Fu, I'm going to say goodbye, I don't know when we will meet again, You must be careful."

Fu Peibai was uncomfortable being hugged by the man, but the other man looked sincere, and she couldn't push him away, so she could only raise her hand in a vain manner, "Brother Wen is too, take care of yourself, we will see you again in the future."

Wen Moyao laughed heartily, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a cold voice behind him.

"You're pressing on her wound."

The two people who were holding them looked over together, and saw seventeen calm faces.

Wen Moyao let go of Fu Peibai, always feeling that the woman was staring at him with a slightly hostile gaze, but he didn't seem to have offended her, so he could only scratch his head and said awkwardly: "I was careless, sorry, sorry."

"Okay, are you all packed? We're ready to go."

"Okay, let's go, brother."

With his bag and sword behind his back, Wen Moyao stood outside the temple with a few of his subordinates, and solemnly clasped fists with Fu Peibai, "Brother Fu, take care."

Fu Peibai also returned the gift, "Take care."

Under the bright sunlight, a group of rangers set foot on the way back.