I'm struck by lightning and you may die

There was a large temperature difference between day and night in the forest, and in the middle of the night, the temperature suddenly dropped a lot. Song Xuehan didn't wear much, and the cold wind kept coming in through the window of the carriage, making her shiver. She wanted to move around to warm up her body.But the space in the carriage was too small, and she didn't dare to go outside to exercise her hands and feet.

Besides, the wind is stronger outside, so it's better to just squat in the car and endure the whole night.

She had no choice but to find something else to forcibly divert her attention.

She touched Zhe Liu's forehead, and was horrified to find that she had a high fever.Song Xuehan wanted to cry anxiously, so she quickly took off the only coat she had on her and wrapped it up for her.The light was too dim, and she didn't dare to casually inspect the wound on Zhe Liu's head, for fear of causing further damage.

She fell into an embattled situation, in a dilemma.

Thinking of what might happen to Zheliu, Song Xuehan couldn't restrain the grief and panic in her heart.She didn't know what else she could do besides guarding the two of them right now, she was too afraid that God's assist would not be regarded as a pig teammate instead.Zheliu grew up with her for more than ten years, taking care of her daily life meticulously. Song Xuehan has already regarded her as her own sister.If Zhe Liu lost her life, it would be an unforgettable pain in her life.

Thinking of such a terrifying possibility, Song Xuehan was so frightened that she wanted to cry.

She endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back, and sobbed softly.

The voice was like that of a wounded and lonely little animal, pitiful and helpless.

After venting her collapsed emotions, Song Xuehan still had to pull herself together, but the long night was long and the feeling of enduring time was too sad, she thought about it, and simply sang a little song in a low voice to cheer herself up gas.

In the quiet night, the sound of mosquitoes sounded in this cramped space, and the voice was trembling, not only cold but also frightened: "The pen writes half a book, sips the warm wine and paper ink. The traces are scrawled, listen The wind is beautiful, the painting floats and the paper is green, and it is not dry..."

"Thinking about Ling Xiaoquan, the imperial pen does not touch the cold white shirt, brushes the rivers and mountains with sleeves, and writes the rivers and rivers vertically, imbuing this place with a touch of cinnabar, frivolous."

"The orchid pavilion curls into the mortal world, the running script is used as a mirror for the Qiongyue, the sharp edge is sharp and the palace is lifted, and the white silk is for the Yueyi people."

"The blue birds support the blue clouds, the green mounds leave at dusk, the eagles drop their feathers to look for the clutter, and the pens sink to the sand to accompany the humble."

Gong Ye seemed to hear a familiar voice singing softly in his ear between half dream and half awake, he wanted to open his eyes to see that person's face, but he didn't have the strength to do so.The sound was extremely low, if it wasn't quiet enough here, so quiet that even a needle falling on the ground could be clearly heard, Gong Ye might really have to pass by this melodious tune.

"Who are you?" Gong Ye asked.

But the person who sang the song didn't seem to hear it, and continued to sing on his own: "The old scrolls at the desk are like a dream piano, and there are thousands of sighs in the dust. No one can speak, but it's just an old man in poor clothes." , tap..."

"Qing Lie's wine jar is scattered, and a dream is startled by Chang'an Immortal, reciting softly and singing a cappella, right or wrong, just remember a little fluorescent green, slightly cool."

"The orchid pavilion curls into the mortal world, the running script is used as a mirror for the Qiongyue, the sharp edge is sharp and the palace is lifted, and the white silk is for the Yueyi people."

"The blue bird supports the distance, the green mound is far away, and the green tomb is farewell, the eagle falls to the feathers and looks for the clutter, and the pen sinks to the sand to accompany Pingting..."

"The paper lotus in the Zhujiang River is clear and clear, to send back the old days of Fangshu, and the valley of the swallows gently and clumsily calls, and it is passed on to the Nine Nethers to echo."

"Weary eyebrows are frowning at the end of the south, the wind is stirring the heart, and the memory is melancholy, the temples are endlessly plain, the mountains and rivers reflect the water, why bother, and the eyebrows are dancing and the sleeves are flowing."

The tune is sad and melodious, as if mourning the lost friendship, mourning the city.

Gong Ye wanted to say don't be sad, but he was pulling him desperately in the dark and quiet dream, making him addicted and unable to control himself.

"This is a little song I heard a girl play and sing when I went to shopkeeper Li's teahouse a few days ago. It's really nice, but why is the story so sad?"

Song Xuehan still remembers the sad expression of that kabuki when she sang the song. The girl held the pipa in her hand and sang other people's stories, but she burst into tears as she sang. "For the rest of my life, nothing is luckier than you."

"For sixteen years, when the apricot blossoms are falling, we have formed a bond between Qin and Jin. When writing, add lamps, dance with swords and warm wine. The words of the sky can be learned from running script."

"For the rest of my life, the most regretful thing is you."

"Small and frivolous, self-confessed and talented, I will fight for the powerful and powerful, so as to cure your pain. Under the Qiongyue, I will return after three years."

"The net of dust is turbid, and eventually lost to the princes and grandsons, the imperial pen was not lit, depressed and confused, and returned after five years. At last, I saw the isolated green tomb, covering my face and weeping, saying: What is the reason, I regret it."

Song Xuehan wiped her tears, and mumbled in a low voice, not knowing whether to tell the other two or herself: "Life is only a few hundred years, why do people have to be obsessed with the love between their children? Speaking of disgust, I still think about it in my heart. Every night when people are quiet, I will inevitably think about my future husband-in-law and life after marriage. If it is like the song sang in the song, the life of being lonely will be worse than such deep pain. OK!"

"Hey... Maybe it's because it's hard to control your mind in the dead of night, what am I talking about?"

Gong Ye wanted to say that if I were that person, I would definitely not let you down like this, would not make you so sad, and would definitely let you spend this hasty hundred years with me happily.

"Forget it, let me think about my homework. You have suffered such a great crime here, and I am still thinking about these things. I really have no conscience."

"Gong Ye, when you wake up, I must apologize to you. What I said yesterday was too much. I really don't want to waste my life in a deep house because of the kindness that the Song family has given you. I know that you are a good seedling, and you will definitely get good grades if you take the scientific examination, and you will contribute to solving the sufferings of the common people. You are a talented eagle, how can you be a house sparrow in Song's house?"

"Zheliu, my good sister, why don't you get better? If something happens to you, how can I live! I also promised to be your matchmaker and arrange the marriage for you. Why can't I wake up? ...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." As she spoke, Song Xuehan cried again, choking, "I know you like Gong Ye, I shouldn't make fun of you , when you wake up, I will help you pursue him, okay? I will definitely let you get married in a glorious manner, and make everyone in the city envy you. You also said that you want to stay with me for the rest of your life, so you can't break your promise!"

When Gong Ye heard her saying that he would help Zheliu pursue her, he became anxious all of a sudden, he thought: I don't blame you, I also know that you are just short of breath, I have already told Mr Yu that I am going to take the Qiuwei exam.I don't want her!I don't like her, I like you, I want to form a bond with you, and I want to have children with you for a hundred years!I will do whatever you want me to do, as long as you are with me!

Gong Ye kept struggling in the sea of ​​consciousness, causing another "Gong Ye" to be restless. Let's temporarily call him Gong Ye No. [-] for the other "Gong Ye".

Gong Ye No. [-] was annoyed by his constant barking, he said unhappily: "What are you doing at night, can't you confess your love during the day? Let me sleep well, are you trying to make me die suddenly from overwork? You are really too much!"

Gong Ye was so anxious that he turned around in circles trying to wake up, he said anxiously: "Miss needs me now, you see she can't rest, and her mood is still so drooping, I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it."

No. [-] Gong Ye said to No. [-] Gong Ye with a speechless face: "Please, brother, you won't be able to wake up no matter how much you jump around. Your spirit platform is too weak, so I'll occupy your body for a while, your body Almost broke down, now going into deep sleep to repair itself, otherwise you won't see the sun tomorrow."

"But miss, she..."

"But what? But, I advise you to stop worrying about it. Among the three of you, she is still alive and well. What can I do if she stays for you all night? She is such an adult, and she can hang herself in front of you? "

Gong Ye became angry on the [-]st, he stared at the face that looked exactly like him, he just wanted to push that man to the ground and beat him up, and then slapped them both, blaspheming his goddess is an unforgivable crime!

Gong Ye No. [-] seemed to know what Gong Ye No. [-] was thinking, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said to him with a look of embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, you can't beat me, so I'm telling you like this Well, the more you want to defeat me, the stronger I will be. Let’s put it this way, I am the second self formed by your inner obsession and desire. I am you, you are me, I have you, and you have me , I will not be defeated by myself, you recognized my existence at that time, and I will live and die with you until your soul is gone."

"Then why are you so powerful? I don't know martial arts at all. How can you kill so smoothly, as if you have done it thousands of times."

Gong Ye No. [-] looked at Gong Ye No. [-] expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "You have to ask yourself."

Gong Ye No. [-] was confused: "Me? What's wrong with me?"

Gong Ye No. [-] continued: "You don't even know what's wrong, how could I know what's wrong?" Wow, she rolled her eyes again.

Gong Ye No. [-]: "..." It doesn't sound like anything is wrong!

Now these two people are arguing about why Gong Ye No. [-] exists, just like researching whether the chicken or the egg came first.

Gong Ye No. [-] worked hard today, she was so tired that she couldn't hold it anymore, she yawned lazily and said: "I'm too tired, I need to sleep and rest, don't you stop making noises for me to wake up, wait You will wake up when the Lingtai recovers tomorrow morning. However, maybe [-]% will forget everything about tonight, but don’t panic, it’s not a big problem.”

Gong Ye No. [-] was immediately unhappy: "Why! I don't want to forget."

Gong Ye No. [-]'s eyes could hardly be opened, and he muttered, "You don't want to shit, can you?"

Gong Ye No. [-]: "..." Vulgar, vulgar!

But after knowing that he was fine, half of the big stone in his heart was let go, his mind relaxed, and he was directly immersed in the boundless and gentle darkness.

Here Song Xuehan is still silently reciting the homework explained by Mr. Yu during the day to refresh herself:

"Long Taixie to cover up tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives. This sentence means that Qu Yuan wiped his tears and sighed, lamenting that the people's life is so difficult and full of disasters. Xidai. This means that although he likes to be clean and strict with himself, he is scolded in the morning and dismissed in the evening...

Alas, it's a bit miserable. I hope Gong Ye won't be as unlucky as Qu Yuan in the future, but he is so smart that he won't be like him!

Not only for Yu Yihui, but also for Yu Yihui.They both slandered me for wearing vanilla, and accused me of collecting Miaolan.But I was wondering, where did he pick flowers and wear grass in a leisurely way?Were the ancestors of that era so leisurely and elegant?I also have good intentions, even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets.I have never quite understood this sentence. When my husband explained it, he said that this is the ideal that Qu Yuan pursued wholeheartedly. Even if he died nine times, he would not regret it.But when I was talking about his ideal, I was a little distracted. I didn't hear what the specific ideal was?Is it world peace or great harmony?Alas, when I get home, I have to look for books and look through them again. If my husband asks me a question and I talk nonsense again, my husband will definitely punish me severely.

"...But will I have a chance to go back to the Song family?" Song Xuehan huddled beside Zheliu with a sad face, feeling her hot body temperature while hugging her helplessly, hoping to make her not It's so cold, it makes the body suffer from the wind and cold.

"The resentful spirit cultivates so mightily that he never checks the hearts of his husband and the people. This sentence means that he complains that the king is too unscrupulous and never considers the feelings of the people. Sigh, isn't this normal? How many wise monarchs are there in that troubled world?" Song Xuehan After sighing for a moment, he continued: "All the girls are jealous of Yu's brows, and the rumors say that Yu Yi is good at adultery. The girls are jealous of my beauty, and they spread rumors and slander that I am bohemian. Tsk tsk tsk, saying that a bunch of women are jealous of him and compare themselves to a harem The concubine is not actually satirizing other courtiers who are jealous of his talent. If you look at the superficial meaning, those who don’t know will think that he is the concubine of King Huai of Chu..."

When Song Xuehan said this, she suddenly remembered the few Nanfeng dialects that she accidentally found in the book store...

She thought a little disrespectfully: My God, this Qu Yuan wouldn't really have an affair with King Huai of Chu, could he?

.......Thinking about it, he went out of his mind, slapped himself on the head, and muttered angrily: "Are you thinking about spring at night! What are you thinking about, really!"

In this way, she babbled like a crazy woman all night about the anecdotes of her ancestors, or the weirdness of the gods, which not only made her mouth dry, but also scared herself enough.What I came up with in one night is enough to write a story with a wonderful plot!

Song Xuehan thought tremblingly: when she gets home, she must find Old Uncle Li to record the plot she thought up that night, write it into a book, and when she sells the money, she and Old Uncle Li will share half a share, otherwise she will be blinded for nothing. I'm going to run out of brains tonight!

When the first ray of sunlight broke through the obstruction of the window panels and gave Song Xuehan a pitiful bit of warmth, Song Xuehan's head finally couldn't hold on, and suddenly hit his knees, turning red.

She woke up suddenly, and hurriedly touched the folded willow next to her.When the slightly cool palm touched the warm skin, Song Xuehan almost cried again.

It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!

Song Xuehan almost shed all the tears she had accumulated over the past ten years. She despised her worthless self, but she was so happy, at least she survived!

She wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and carefully looked out through the gap that was not nailed firmly on the car window. After finding nothing unusual in what she could see, she carefully opened the car door.

The air in the woods in the early morning was exceptionally fresh, but the air inside the car was dirty, Song Xuehan couldn't help taking a deep breath as soon as she got out of the car, feeling as if her lungs had been purified by clean air.She walked around lightly, but she didn't hear any running water, and it seemed that there was no water source.

Song Xuehan wanted to clean Zheliu's wound, but she gave up the idea.There is no water source here, and there is also fear of infection. Finally, God has mercy. The situation of the broken willow has stabilized a bit. If it is made worse by her messing around, it is not worth it.

Then she searched for a long time before finding the place where the horse was tethered last night. Seeing the horse leisurely chewing the hay, she finally eased her anxiety a bit.

The scenery in this forest is quite different during the day and at night, Song Xuehan spent a lot of effort before re-finding the road she drove here, and after finding the right direction, the big rock in her heart settled down.

She thought, Gong Ye didn't suffer any serious injuries, but was too tired and fell asleep. After a night of recuperation, he might be able to wake up today.She reluctantly unloaded the cart by herself, but it was absolutely impossible to put it back on again. She had to wait for Gong Ye to wake up and give her a hand, and the two of them worked together to put the horse back on the carriage.

But Zheliu's injury can't be dragged on any longer, the only way to do it now is to find some herbs she knows and apply them first.Otherwise, keep procrastinating and procrastinating, no matter how big your life is, you have to explain it here!

When she gathered enough herbs and went back to the carriage, she looked at Gong Ye looking for something in panic.She took two quick steps and whispered, "Here I am!"

Gong Ye heaved a sigh of relief the moment he saw her. Before he saw her, he couldn't restrain his surging emotions and subsequent panic.

Miss?Why is Miss missing!Has the lady been taken away? !But why is he still here?It shouldn't be!

What Gong Ye No. [-] said is correct. Last night, when Gong Ye No. [-] was in a coma, all the memories were like waking up from a big dream, and he couldn't remember the details clearly, but the experience and feelings were still lingering in his heart for a long time. scattered.

The first time he saw Song Xuehan, he had the urge to hold her tightly in his arms, but at least reason prevailed, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.After all, he knew that if he dared to cross the line, with Song Xuehan's personality, although he would not pursue it now, he would definitely draw a clear line with him after returning to the Song Mansion safely.

He didn't want to lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds.

But although you can't do something out of the ordinary too blatantly, a detour can still temporarily relieve your mood.

So he waited until Song Xuehan was about to run to his side, when he suddenly shook and was about to fall to the ground, so frightened that Song Xuehan hurried over to support him.

Gong Ye pretended to have a headache and was dizzy and leaned against Song Xuehan's arms, with his head resting weakly on Song Xuehan's shoulders, and the breath he exhaled was softly blown between Song Xuehan's necks.

Song Xuehan was shocked for a few seconds before being frightened away again.She said anxiously, "How are you? Are you okay?"

The warm breath swept over her neck, making Song Xuehan a little itchy, but she didn't have time to pay attention to these things, she was busy putting Gong Ye down, and touched his tightly wrinkled forehead.

Don't burn it!

Song Xuehan was a little puzzled, but turned around and put this situation on the reason of her physical exhaustion yesterday.After all, Gong Ye's complexion was indeed not very good-looking, and his lips were pale, probably because he hadn't been wet for a long time, and a layer of skin had formed on his thin lips.

"Gong Ye, Gong Ye?" Song Xuehan was so anxious that she thought he had passed out again.

...... Xiong Hongwu heard this, lazily expressed his opinion: "You are a bit clever, I thought you would be Liu Xiahui for the rest of your life."

Jing Chuhu was not happy anymore, he shook the folding fan in his hand and fanned the wind, rolled his eyes and said: "At that time, I was finally able to get in close contact with my sweetheart, if it was you, would you be able to bear it?"

Xiong Hongwu bowed willingly, cupped his hands in a perfunctory way, and said, "Admiration, admiration, I don't have a sweetheart, I'm really sorry, I can't understand."

Wei Fang: "..." He understands, but if he speaks out at this time, will his father beat him to death?

Jing Chuhu continued to explain: "I just leaned in her arms for a while, and didn't do anything."

...How can there be a sense of showing off?

Xiong Hongwu changed his posture and sat for a long time without changing his posture, his legs were a little numb.

An Jue, who hadn't made much noise, suddenly asked, "Is the second you you mentioned the same as me?"

Jing Chuhu hadn't paid much attention to this little guy who didn't have much sense of presence before. Hearing his question, he looked him up and down carefully, and found something in surprise: "Why do you have three souls on your body?"

An Jue's face froze, but his usual face was already stiff enough, so it didn't arouse too much surprise from others.

If so, the other three people were also aroused curiosity:

Xiong Hongwu lay on the ground with his head supported by one hand, and said in amazement: "Brother, are you still not crazy when you have three souls on your body? Who is the other one? Why haven't we seen it?"

Jingchu Huzai felt it carefully, then frowned and waved his hands: "No, that soul is almost gone, it doesn't matter if it exists or not."

An Jue said calmly, "Is there a way to save him?"

Jing Chuhu thought for a while: "Your soul is different, it should not be your own, you only have two souls, and the other one should be put away by you. It's okay, although your soul Scattered, but there is everything that should be there, if they can be reunited with the nourishment of Lingyu, it will not be a big problem."

"However, I still advise you to find another body for yourself. Your secondary soul is about the same size. If you don't separate it in time, it will easily take over and swallow your own main soul."

"Like you?" Tang Di said.Although Jing Chuhu and Gong Ye are the same person, the difference in personality is a bit big, not like the same person, but more like the No. [-] Gong Ye he said.

Jing Chuhu quickly denied: "Oh, no, no, I am so kind, how could I kill that brat..."

Others: ....... Why don't we believe it?

Then I heard Jing Chuhu continue to add: "I just became one with him."

Xiong Hongwu couldn't hold back his puff, and said with a sneer, "Aren't they all the same? What kind of wolf with a big tail are you pretending to be!"

Jing Chuhu said: "Who said the same! Do you know how difficult it is to devour, my body was given to me by him!"

Tang Di asked aloud: "Why did you give it to you? Obviously he is the master personality."

Jing Chuhu shrugged, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Who knows, it's probably too good, and I can't stand any blow."

"What hit?"

"Well... because of Xuehan's death, he couldn't bear the blow and wanted to die for love, so would I be happy? I still want to live a good life! Besides, if the green hills are here, I'm not afraid that there will be no firewood , There are infinite possibilities in life. He followed Hiccup's fart, and it's gone. I feel aggrieved by leaving me a mess. But the price is that I can freely control this body, and I'm quite satisfied. "

"Huh? Aren't they still in the woods? If they want to die first, the little maid will die first. Why is Song Xuehan still dead?" Xiong Hongwu said with disgust, but he still told the story honestly. finished listening.

"Not at this time! Later we escaped from danger! It's just that Song Xuehan's personal maid was almost rescued."

"It's good to be saved, it's good to be saved."

"Well... I was saved, but I was saved, but maybe because the injury was on the head, it took too long, and I was stupid after waking up."

"..." It was so sad.

Xiong Hongwu: "How did you escape from danger?"

...Jingchuhu looked enigmatic, and remained silent for a long time. The others all looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Half a day later, seeing that he couldn't get around, he reluctantly told the truth: "I forgot..."

...Brother, are you kidding us?Your memory is so good that you wish you could remember everything you ate, drank, and learned in class every day. How could you forget such an important thing? ? ?

Jingchuhu's face, which has always been full of embarrassment, showed a slightly shy expression: "Because I led the escape process, and I don't take the time to memorize these useless things like him. It was too long, and I forgot."

...Come on, you're awesome and you're right.