Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Gu Xu's eyelashes twitched, and he looked at the hand that Gu Yue extended to him.

Gu Yue grasped the thin wrist, then let go as if he had been electrocuted, and turned to take the cold cotton cloth in his hand.

He would subconsciously downplay any scene that he felt was unsafe, so after a while, he could no longer remember the scene of the conflict. His forehead and arms were only hurting. Gu Yue wiped both sides of his nose with a towel, and the cotton cloth immediately turned red.

"Do you often...teach others a lesson like that?" Gu Xu suddenly asked.

Gu Yue blinked hard, trying to read something from Gu Xu's expression, but the boy quickly turned around and looked for medicine powder for knife wounds in the wooden drawer that he had moved in.

What does it mean? The content sounds like calling for an investigation, but the tone is not.

And where did that black drawer come from?

There were bottles and paper bags stuffed inside, with a strong smell of medicine. Gu Xu opened the bottles one by one and sniffed them, as if trying to determine what was inside.

But he was just pretending. How could he not know which was which when it came to his own things?

Gu Yue had no way to test him. He could only rely on his intuition and maintained the tone he had used before when talking to him. It was neither warm nor cold, but honest, with a hint of grievance that he himself could not sense: "No, I just don't like that yellow rat for a long time. He even dared to come to my house and rummage through things today. Look at what he has done to the yard..."

Gu Yue was genuinely angry, but when he looked at Gu Xu who was safe and sound, he sighed, "But you're the most fortunate thing to be alright. Next time this happens, just get out of their way and let them turn you over. It's better than getting beaten."

Gu Xu suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Gu Yue couldn't avoid it, and his eyes met the boy's. It was no longer the intense gaze of hatred that he had when he first arrived. His dark pupils looked deep, calm, inquisitive, and insightful under the dim window light, as if he could see through everything. But Gu Yue blinked, and when he looked over again, his eyes were the boy's simple and clean.

"I understand." Gu Xu said.

He held a white bottle in his hand, and after unplugging the cotton-wrapped silk stopper, he found something similar to a powder puff. Gu Xu dipped some of the powder in it and raised his hand, while Gu Yue quickly lowered his head obediently.

"hiss!!!!"

It was not just an ordinary pain, it felt like burning fire, and Gu Yue's face was distorted.

Gu Xu felt a sense of pleasure from revenge, but it soon disappeared. In any case, he could confirm that the "Gu Dashi" in front of him was different from the previous one.

Just now, in the fight with the yellow rat, Gu Yue's ferocity was exactly the same as Gu Dashi's. At that moment, Gu Xu even wanted to overturn his previous conclusion. He seemed to see Gu Dashi who abused and insulted him day and night again, with scarlet eyes full of tearing anger, like a complete madman.

He was expecting to see Gu Yue and Huang Lao Shu fighting, preferably with both sides losing, one going to see the King of Hell and the other going to jail. But Gu Yue's words still woke him up, Gu Yue said...

That was not something Gu Dashi would say, especially a frantic and crazy Gu Dashi.

But his expression is so similar to Gu Dashi.

And the facts told him that he was right. Gu Yue's expression, the dull and frightened face that he only saw, although it was only a flash, was enough to tell Gu Xu the weirdness of Gu Dashi.

Possessed by a spirit?

Why at a time like this?

Gu Xu's eyes dimmed and his brows knitted involuntarily. He laughed at himself a little. How could he believe such nonsense in a book? But Gu Dashi's behavior was inconsistent, revealing a sense of disharmony that even a fool could see.

Could it be said that this person was an imposter disguised by someone who was an expert in disguise?

This conclusion was hard to justify. Gu Xu held his hand, and the calluses and old scars on it were exactly the same, and the unique walking posture caused by the limp was no different either, which matched the shadow in his heart perfectly.

Gu Dashi...

After applying medicine to Gu Yue with a worried look in his mind, Gu Xu stared at the wound on his arm for a long time.

Gu Yue's scalp was numb from being stared at, but the knife wound mixed with the strong effect of the medicine made him feel so painful that he didn't want to move. In his previous life, he had everything going smoothly, and the worst injury he had suffered was a cut on his finger while cutting fruit. But after being transmigrated into the body of the unlucky Gu Dashi, he had his head smashed and cut by a knife in just one day. The cut would have required stitches in modern times.

Forget it... Just consider it as paying off the debt of the original owner, Gu Dashi. Since I have taken over someone else's body, I should at least take some retribution for that person.

Gu Xu should be happy, right? After staring at the wound for a long time, Gu Yue was too embarrassed to speak.

In fact, Gu Xu was thinking about something else. He thought, if the theory of spirit possession was true, those things had magical powers, for example, would this wound heal in an instant like in the storybooks? Or was it that the spirit didn't want to be exposed too much, so it just let the wound heal faster? Could he see the clues?

Of course there was no clue. Gu Yue was a miserable time traveler who didn't even have a golden finger.

But he also found that the wound was a bit large, and the blood was flowing non-stop. The white powder quickly dispersed the newly flowing blood. Gu Yue didn't dare to move. He felt that the wound was about to split open when he raised his arm. He didn't dare to make any expression, because something was flowing down his face...

"..." Gu Xu put the medicine back into the drawer. "Don't move, I'll be back soon."

As he spoke, Gu Xu took out a few copper coins from the bottom of the drawer and went out.

Gu Yue didn't have time to stop him and ask what he was doing, Gu Xu ran too fast. Gu Yue couldn't chase him either, as his fighting energy had long since faded. He had just pinched the yellow rat's neck so hard that his arm would burst blood vessels, but now he dared not move at all, hoping that the slow bleeding would stop on its own.

It was getting darker and darker, and Gu Yue was a little worried about the little brother.

It was getting dark, and there was medicine at home. Where was he going? Was he going to see the village chief? Gu Yue didn't want to have a bunch of people asking about his well-being because of his "glorious deeds" fighting with the yellow rat. He couldn't bear the real concern, let alone a bunch of people pretending to be concerned and just coming to watch his fun.

And it's not easy to just ignore them when they come. Like the group of men who came into the house today, all of them are human beings, and they can't be ignored casually.

Gu Yue was the worst at dealing with this kind of thing. In his previous life, he had no relatives to leave, but he had to worry about all the big and small things in life by himself, and interpersonal relationships were the most complicated and troublesome part.

...What can I do? If Gu Xu really asked for help for his own good, he would definitely not blame him.

It’s better to pamper your own adopted son.

But what about dinner? He was so excited at noon that he forgot to eat lunch. Gu Xu was already thin and malnourished, and he actually forgot about it. He was really not careful enough.

Things in the room gradually became unclear. Sitting in the darkness and reflecting on himself, Gu Yue suddenly felt dizzy.

He thought it was because of the blood rushing up his spine, so he slowly stood up, thinking that taking a few steps might help. However, just as he took one step, he felt even more dizzy—Gu Yue's legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.