I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open.

The waiter who was burning firewood wiped the dust off his face and saw Jiang Chu, who was covered in blood and looked unwell.

The waiter's face suddenly changed. He dropped the firewood and ran forward: "Master, are you hurt?"

Jiang Chu looked at the dusty waiter who was so nervous and shook his head: "It's okay."

The waiter was still worried: "Master, the water has just been boiled, take a bath first."

Jiang Chu nodded and went back to the house first.

His mind is confused.

Some time ago, the fake photos of the eldest senior brother interacting with the demons were destroyed.

But there is no guarantee that there will not be other forgeries.

In addition to this, in Longyin Immortal Mansion, besides Cheng'an who had been executed, the two twins Su Yue and Su Xing had been silent.

So suspicious.

Now, Jiang Chu wondered whether Master Xinglan had found Cheng'an and the others' superiors based on the clues from the last confrontation in the Million Spirit Stone Hall?

He disrupted the original trajectory, but he was not sure whether Longyin Xianfu Xingchen Peak could escape the charge of having secret dealings with the demons after the personal teaching competition as described in the book.

"Knock knock--" A knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Chu came back to his senses and walked over. Xiao Er was holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"Master, can you drink a sip before you go wash it?"

"And your robe. I asked Aunt Wang from the village to mend it." The waiter pointed to the light blue robe hung beside the bed.

Jiang Chu looked in the direction the waiter pointed. The robe was clean and tidy, exuding a faint fragrance. The places pierced by the beads had been repaired so that no traces could be seen.

Jiang Chu looked grateful: "Thank you."

The waiter waved his hand: "Master, this is my job."

"The hot water is ready, Master, remember to take a bath."

Jiang Chu nodded, drank some tea, changed his dirty clothes, and went to the bathroom on the side wearing only his underwear.

The hot water was misty, and after Jiang Chu entered the water, he felt completely relaxed.

With half of his lifespan taken away, he fell into extreme weakness. The water temperature made him feel comfortable all over, and he fell asleep uncontrollably.

-

In a dream.

Jiang Chu's feet were weak.

When he looked clearly, it seemed to be floating in the clouds?

There are towering mountains all around, and mountains, rivers and land under your feet.

He suddenly lost weight and fell straight down.

Just when he thought he was going to fall to his death, a village appeared before him.

【Xiaojia Village】

Jiang Chu frowned. Xiaojia Village? Isn't that the village where he lives now?

"Aling, mother is going to pick tea. Do you want to go with her or stay at home and play with your brother?" A beautiful woman carrying a bamboo basket walked towards him.

Then she squatted down again, so that her eyes were level with his. The beautiful woman's eyes were bright, as pure as a deer. She reached out and gently rubbed his cheek.

Jiang Chu was still in shock, blinking his eyes. He could feel this body struggling violently.

But my mouth couldn't help but say: "Mom, I want to stay home and play with my brother."

Such a babyish voice actually came from his mouth?

The beautiful woman smiled and waved her hand: "Okay, then go home quickly, your brother is waiting for you at home."

The beautiful woman stood up and rubbed his head, then stood up and walked away, her figure becoming increasingly blurred.

But for some reason, my body began to feel severe pain uncontrollably.

It spreads from the heart.

My body began to uncontrollably want to turn around and chase that figure.

He shouted out with difficulty: "Mother, please don't go. Please, mother, please don't go."

Jiang Chu fell into great pain and sorrow, and felt like he was drowning.

"Master, Master——" There was pain in my arm.

Jiang Chu suddenly opened his eyes.

What I met was the worried gaze of the waiter.

The waiter kept shaking his arms.

Jiang Chu was breathing heavily.

He got up from the bucket and rubbed his head: "I had a strange dream."

Jiang Chu took the towel from the waiter awkwardly and put on his inner clothes.

Her black hair was draped behind her, and water was dripping down.

He still couldn't recover from the helplessness and sadness.

What is this dream about?

Aling... This child is called Aling?

Jiang Chu shook his head, trying to drive away the huge sadness.

He walked out of the side room where he took a bath and stepped into the yard.

Only then did I realize that something seemed wrong around me.

Black gas rose into the sky and runes floated under the feet, like a formation.

He frowned and offered up the sapling. The bright light enveloped him and Xiao Er.

The waiter felt his whole body lighten and looked at Jiang Chu in confusion.

"Young Master, this is..." Jiang Chu glanced at Si Ling's room next door. The black air was faintly coming from there.

"Go back to your room and don't come out no matter what you hear." Jiang Chu waved his hand and the waiter returned to his room.

I also added a layer of barrier for him.

Jiang Chu simply climbed over the not-too-high courtyard wall. In the yard, Xiao Yuer had already fainted.

There is black air all around.

Although Jiang Chu didn't like Xiao Yuer very much, it was not his character to watch someone die without helping.

He waved his hand, sent the unconscious Xiao Yu'er to their courtyard, and cast a barrier on him.

Then, he looked at the main hall where the black air was spreading.

He walked over step by step.

In the main hall, with Si Ling as the center, complex patterns spread out, flashing and flickering, as if they were going to devour Si Ling.

The spirit gathering jade token he gave to Si Ling was on his neck, madly absorbing the spiritual energy around it, trying to suppress the black energy.

But there was so much black air that cracks appeared visible to the naked eye on the jade plate engraved with the Spirit Gathering Array.

Under the protection of the sapling, Jiang Chu slowly walked towards Si Ling, who was covered in black energy.

Si Ling closed his eyes and his whole body was shaking.

His curly black eyelashes trembled slightly and there was blood at the corners of his mouth.

"Mother - please - don't leave me..." Si Ling murmured in pain.

Jiang Chu heard it clearly and was suddenly stunned.

Could it be that just now, because of this magic circle, he entered Si Ling’s dream?

Xiaojia Village, the beautiful woman, and A Ling...

He didn't know what happened to Si Ling when he was a child, but the pain that spread from his heart to every part of his limbs was too depressing.

He swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple moving up and down.

The sapling was approaching, and the dark air around it was very frightened.

Jiang Chu walked directly to Si Ling's side, with himself as the center, and the sapling became their umbrella of protection.

The surrounding black air gradually faded...

Then gradually being purified...

Then it gradually disappeared...

The flashing unknown magic circle also disappeared without a trace as the black gas disappeared.

Si Ling opened his eyes.

Before his eyes was a mixture of light gold and light green spiritual energy, which was constantly repairing his wounds and soul.

He raised his head weakly and met Jiang Chu's worried eyes.

And his wet hair.

Si Ling blinked slightly and stretched out his hand unconsciously. The spiritual power slowly flowed out and fell on his hair.

Wet hair becomes dry.

Jiang Chu watched his movements and stayed where he was.

Jiang Chu hurriedly squatted down, held his hand and tried to stop him.

"Don't use your spiritual power. Your spiritual palace is unstable now."

Si Ling nodded weakly, and seemed like he really couldn't hold on any longer, and fainted completely.

Jiang Chu was startled, caught Si Ling and hugged him tightly.

[Wang Ba: For the first time, Si Ling, one of the most fortunate people in the world, took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, lifespan +100]

[Wang Ba: Shake hands with Si Ling, one of the most fortunate people in the world, for the first time, life span +100]

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