Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Shang Mingqian said indifferently: "Why mention the past?"

Bai Chuji walked over, stretched out his hand to lift Shang Mingqian's hair, got very close, exhaled like blue, and said with a smile: "I couldn't see it in the past, you are so heartless."

Although Shang Mingqian at this moment can't remember all kinds of things that happened in the past, he is very resistant to Bai Chuji from the bottom of his heart, and hates his touch very much. After holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't help it anymore. He grabbed his neck and pressed his thumb on his airway.

Bai Chuji was not afraid to laugh back, and just watched Shang Mingqian quietly.

Shang Mingqian frowned and pushed him away.Bai Chuji staggered back three steps, laughing non-stop, as if a little crazy.

Shang Mingqian said: "If I didn't see you growing up with me, I would have killed you long ago."

Bai Chuji coughed for a long time before he regained his strength. He supported the stone table with one hand and laughed endlessly. He turned his head, his eyes were full of hatred, and his words were piercingly frosty, "I'm ecstatic because you hurt so much, I am overjoyed when you are heartbroken. The more painful you are, the happier I will be!"

Shang Mingqian didn't know where his hatred came from.

She also stopped talking to him, turned around and left, leaving Bai Chuji alone.

……

Jiang Fuqing was in a trance, and vaguely heard someone outside the door talking about Bai Chuji, and his voice gradually weakened:

"Tell me about him. He grew up with the Patriarch. In the past, the Patriarch was often injured, so he often visited the Patriarch."

"Yeah, and some food."

"I heard that after the Patriarch succeeded to the throne, he killed all the people who participated in the sacrifice, except Bai Chuji."

"Tsk, there must be something to do with it."

The voice was barely audible, and the footsteps grew further and further away.

Jiang Fuqing hurriedly opened the door and chased out of the house. He chased the two old nuns around two corridors, and finally caught up with them.

"Wait—" Jiang Fuqing yelled.His face was pale, he was dripping with sweat, and he was panting heavily.

Those two people turned their heads, lowered their heads, and shouted in unison, "I have seen Madam."

Jiang Fuqing asked eagerly: "Is what you said just now true?"

One of them dodged his eyes, sighed, and turned his face away.

The other person hesitated for a while, then frowned and said, "That's true."

"Do you have proof?" Jiang Fuqing asked.

The man said: "The people who participated in that incident have all passed away one after another. Only Bai Chuji and the Patriarch are left. We also heard what the old man said. Madam, please don't take it seriously."

Taking advantage of Jiang Fuqing's daze, the two quickly saluted Jiang Fuqing and left quickly, for fear of getting into trouble.Jiang Fuqing was in a daze at first, and didn't notice that they had left, so he had to give up.

The sky is cloudy again, and it seems that there are signs of rain again.

Jiang Fuqing returned to the residence like a walking corpse, and there was a dark yellow oil-paper umbrella on the shelf of the desk.Jiang Fuqing looked at the umbrella for a long while, picked it up in a strange way, turned around and walked out the door.Jiang Fuqing walked to the door, his gaze was erratic, and then he left the door of the Shang mansion.Several guards did not stop him.

Blue shirt and yellow umbrella, drizzle.

As far as the eyes can see, there is a mist, graceful and graceful, rising ten thousand hectares.

Jiang Fuqing walked aimlessly, didn't know where to go, just felt very tired and had no strength at all, and didn't know how to isolate Wei Young's pain.Before he knew it, he walked onto the bridge. Jiang Fuqing held an umbrella and looked at the rippling river surface in the rain. The cold wind blew on his face and wet his clothes. His body was so light that he couldn't even hold the handle of the umbrella. .Accidentally, the umbrella was not held firmly, and it tilted towards the Taotao River.

Jiang Fuqing subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab it, but his fingertips were empty. Not only did the umbrella fall down, but he also couldn't stand stably. He staggered and almost fell with the umbrella.

His arm was grabbed by a warm hand.

"What are you doing?" Shang Mingqian's anxious voice came from behind.Shang Mingqian heard from the guard that Jiang Fuqing had gone out with an umbrella, thinking that the sky was dark and the road was slippery, he hurried out to look for him.Unexpectedly, he saw Jiang Fuqing standing by the bridge, crumbling like a kite with a broken string.

Jiang Fuqing turned his head and saw that it was Shang Mingqian, but he didn't know whether it was his hallucination or his real existence, and gently touched Shang Mingqian's face with cold fingers covered with rain.Shang Mingqian took his hand, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly, speechless for a while.

Jiang Fuqing woke up suddenly, took a step back, and said softly, "You're lying to me again."

Shang Mingqian didn't feel well at all, seeing Jiang Fuqing trampling his body like this made him even more angry, he was silent for a while, and wanted to grab Jiang Fuqing's hand, he frowned and said, "Don't make trouble, we go home."

Jiang Fuqing opened his hand, in a trance, suddenly looked at Jiang's face, and said: "You are talking nonsense, I don't have a home." There is no home in Azure Star, and there is no here. He has always been alone.

Shang Mingqian felt bitter, and pursed his lips again, wanting to persuade him again, but Jiang Fuqing suddenly turned around and ran towards the street ahead.Shang Mingqian didn't catch him, and stopped Jiang Fuqing with a dodge, grabbed his arm with one hand, and said, "It's raining heavily outside. Go back."

Jiang Fuqing looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said coldly: "What do you care about me? Go find Bai Chuji."

Shang Mingqian suppressed his anger and said, "Why mention him?"

Jiang Fuqing said: "Now that things have happened, are you still pretending?"

Shang Mingqian took a deep breath and said, "What's the matter with him? He's been staying in the forbidden area, what's bothering you?"

Jiang Fuqing sneered: "You said it had nothing to do with him, so why did you protect him?"

The clay figurine was still angry, Shang Mingqian said coldly: "I'm protecting him? You are really unreasonable!"

Jiang Fuqing's physique was already weak, and he was drenched in the rain again, and suffered successive blows, so he was already stagnant in his heart, but at the moment he was provoked by his words, his heart surged with anger, and he bent down and vomited a mouthful of blood.Blood and water mixed with rainwater seeped into the bluestone brick floor.He coughed violently several times, his voice hoarse.

Seeing the glaring blood red, Shang Mingqian was horrified, anxious and frightened, he quickly hugged him, flew all the way back to the mansion of the Shang mansion, carefully put Jiang Fuqing on the bed in his bedroom, and transported him for him. Lingli, while sending people to find a doctor.

The doctor didn't even put on his socks, so he was hurriedly carried away. Seeing Shang Mingqian standing by the bed, he saluted Shang Mingqian.

Shang Mingqian was so anxious that he went crazy, he frowned, and said, "Why are you so polite?"

The doctor walked over quickly and took Jiang Fuqing's pulse.He is old, his movements are slow, and he has been twirling his beard for a long time. He dare not make a judgment lightly, and after confirming it several times, he hesitates to say, "After the old man's diagnosis..."

Seeing him hesitating, Shang Ming said modestly, "But it's okay to say."

Jiang Fuqing had already fallen into a coma, his face was pale, and his breath was like gossamer.