NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

After returning to the inn, it was completely dawn, Ji Ke ordered the store to bring hot water, and gently wiped off the blood stains on Yan Liang's body.

Yan Liang's complexion was fair, and he was weak and suffered from anemia since he was a child. Now he has lost a lot of blood, and his whole body has no color. His hands and feet are almost cold. Ji Ke wiped his wound and changed his medicine, then took off his coat and hugged him. Trying to keep warm for the other party, his eyes touched the hideous wound on the neck and the red mark that could not disappear, and there was a chilling displeasure in his gloomy eyes.

After one or two hours, there was a knock on the door, and Ji Ke got up reluctantly, walked to the door and said in a low voice: "My wife has already fallen asleep, so I am sorry to entertain you."

The man paused, a little embarrassed, and lowered his voice to a very low voice: "I'm looking for Fu Ziqi on Miyin Island, today I heard that it was the young master who brought my junior brother back, so I want to thank you in person. Since Madam is inconvenient, then Will not be disturbing."

"Mr. Fu's wish, I accept it for my wife, please go back." Ji Ke said coldly, with a clear heart, and the door to thank you is nice, isn't it just to inquire about the situation?

Fu Ziqi said hello and left. Ji Ke went back to the couch and hugged his little uncle. At noon, someone knocked on the door again. Young master, wake up and ask yourself, my wife is speechless and injured, so I can't accompany you."

After he said this, the visitor couldn't say any more and left directly. Sure enough, no one would bother him afterwards.

In the middle of the night, Yan Liang finally woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the thick eyelashes and the narrow and long eye contours of the other party. Under the moonlight, his quiet side face became more and more handsome. His heart seemed to tremble, but he didn't notice it in a daze. .

After a long time like this, the corners of Ji Ke's lips curled up, and the originally quiet beauty instantly came alive, her eyes half-closed looking at Yan Liang, with a somewhat ambiguous meaning: "What are you looking at, little uncle? "

Yan Liang was taken aback, his cold white face turned red instantly, and his tone faltered: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I was woken up by my little uncle." Ji Ke couldn't hold back anymore, and smiled with two small canine teeth.

Yan Liang also laughed, "I'm really sorry."

The awkward atmosphere in the air disappeared in an instant. The two looked at each other and smiled again. The atmosphere...was indescribably warm, at least Yan Liang felt so.

"Does the wound on the neck still hurt?"

"If you don't tell me, I forgot."

"Who is that person?" Ji Ke was naturally referring to the arrogant guy in the sand mound.

Yan Liang frowned and shook his head: "He seems to know a lot... many things that I don't know."

"Something little uncle doesn't know?"

"Well, but it doesn't matter. The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. We know that he is in the dark, and we don't know what his purpose is. Anyway, it is better to be careful." After a pause, worry appeared in his eyes again: "That's right, before I If you fall into a sand mound, someone will haunt you, right?"

"It's okay, I'll get rid of it soon."

"Are you injured?"

"No."

"really?"

"A little injury is nothing to worry about."

"..." Yan Liang put his hand on his wrist, his brows became tighter and tighter, and Ji Ke's breath surged and his spiritual flow was disordered, it was not at all a small injury on his mouth that was understated.

Yan Liang couldn't help sighing, looking at Ji Ke with a hint of reproach: "In the future, if you get hurt, don't be brave, to be frank."

Saying so, he was about to get up to prepare healing medicines. He and Du Yu had also learned a lot from him in Silent City in those years, and it would not be a big problem to prepare some daily wound medicines.

But Ji Ke took his hand and said: "I'm really fine. It's cold in the night now, my little uncle is careful to catch a cold, and it's not too late to take the medicine tomorrow morning."

"No." Yan Liang was categorical, and after approving the outer robe, he took out the herbs in the package and prepared them. Du Yu was careful and arranged them in different categories for him. It was very convenient for Yan Liang to use.

Ji Ke turned over, the candle was dimly lit, he was lying on his side watching Yan Liang mixing the herbs for him, the rustling sound echoed in the quiet night, the light and shadows made Ji Ke smile unconsciously.

"Little uncle, let's not go to Shichuan in the western region, okay?"

The hand researching the medicine paused for a moment, then said in a gentle voice, "Do you have a place you want to go?"

"I heard that most of the lychees in Lingnan and the loquats in Jiangnan are something I have never tasted before. I want to try it."

Yan Liang frowned, unable to see his expression clearly, he heard this sentence from himself as the second son in his dream.

"That's unlucky, it's winter now, and you won't be able to eat what you want."

Ji Ke hugged the quilt and sat up, slightly lowered her head, her face was covered by her loose hair: "Are you in such a hurry to forget Shahai?"

The voice was a little light and lonely, and Yan Liang's heart was twisted when he heard it, and he suppressed his voice for a long time before saying: "The night is long and there are many dreams."

"oh, I understand now."

The two were silent for a moment, and Yan Liang said, "Forget it, the western region is closed by heavy snow in winter, and the road is dangerous and variable. We will go back next spring."

It's not too late to go. "

After speaking, he wrapped the prepared herbal medicine in paper and handed it to Ji Ke: "I lost my veil, and it's inconvenient to go out. You can decoct the medicine by yourself."

"Well, come in quickly, I'll warm you up."

Ji Ke signaled him to lie down under the quilt, Yan Liang was speechless, so he could only smile helplessly: "Do you really think I'm so weak?"

Ji Ke smiled but didn't answer, half pulled and half hugged Yan Liang back on the couch and covered the quilt: "I'll make the medicine, I'll be back in a while."

Yan Liang let him arrange, and after the other party went out, he closed his eyes and leaned on the couch to rest his mind. The surroundings became quiet, and the pain in his neck became clear, and it seemed to be biting into his bones with every jump.

The words of the man in the sand mound surged up again and lingered in my ears——

"He failed you."

This sentence pierced into his flesh and blood like a needle, tormenting him as long as he relaxes for a while, but after thinking about it, why should he mind so much?If you are not the person in the story, why bother to take it so seriously.

After all, it was too much drama.

The room was filled with soothing night tea thoughts, lingering in the deep night, Yan Liang hugged the warm quilt and fell asleep again, because he thought too much before going to bed, and the old things fell into a dream.

……

It was another year of cold winter, with snow in the mountains at dusk, the second son and Ah Cheng were rushing from the south to the north.

"Second Young Master, speaking of it, you are really a cold person. Haven't you been back to Shichuan for two years?" Ah Cheng covered his fox fur and pulled his throat, his voice was drowned out by the violent snow, and it was transmitted intermittently into the carriage.

"Did you talk to me like that, no matter how big or small." The second young master smiled slightly and raised the curtain of the car, "Come in, don't act like this, this car is engraved with a guide, so you don't need to be the driver."

"My status is low, why should I ride in the same car with you, Second Young Master?" Ah Cheng's words were half joking and half serious.

"..."

"Second Young Master, why do you want to go back to Shichuan for Chinese New Year this year?" Ah Cheng continued to shout into the car, since Miss Ji left, Second Young Master lived in Shichuan for half a year, and then brought him back on the road , still drifting all over the world, this trip lasted for two years, and never came back even for the Chinese New Year.

The second young master's complexion in the car suddenly darkened, he pondered for a moment and said: "Of course... there is something I have to do."

The wind and snow outside the car were overwhelming, Ah Cheng didn't hear what the second young master said, and shouted: "What? I didn't hear clearly?"

"...Come in, I'm tired of shouting."

Only then did Ah Cheng reluctantly enter the carriage, shaking off the snow all over his body, and grinning: "What did the Second Young Master say just now, please say it again."

"I said, when I come back this time, I naturally want to see if Liang'er has grown up."

Ah Cheng seemed to be feeling something, and sighed: "Yes, the young master is already 19 years old before I know it."

The second son was noncommittal, and Ah Cheng saw that the other party was preoccupied, so he didn't dare to speak. When he came back this time, the second son seemed to be a different person from usual. This strange feeling can't be explained...

"Second Young Master, you clearly have the young master in your heart, why don't you want to come back and take a look these two years?" When Ah Cheng said this, the wind and snow covered his face, and his voice was even cold.

"The more I watch, the more reluctant I will be in the future. It's hard to do."

Ah Cheng didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he only vaguely felt that it was not for him to ask, so he closed his mouth thoughtfully.

Outside the car window, Shichuan was covered with snow, and the car was as warm as spring, but the second son's heart seemed to be frozen in an ice cellar, and even his eyebrows seemed to be frozen with ice.

After entering the boundary of Sucheng, it was getting dark, Ah Cheng tightened the reins and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, guess who is here to pick us up."

The second young master didn't even need to think about it: "Liang'er, let him in, it's so cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, Ji Liang jumped onto the carriage with a grunt. The moment his eyes met, his cold brows melted away with a smile: "Little uncle, you are back."

The Second Young Master's breathing was stagnant, and a string in his heart was broken, but his tone was so calm that even he couldn't believe it: "You are much taller again."

"Because my little uncle has been away for two years." Ji Liang's words made no secret of his coquettish reproach.

The second son smiled: "You are such an old man, and you still say such capricious things..."

"So what if it's so big, why not miss my little uncle?"

"It's early enough to start a family and start a business, what do you think about me?" He said so, but the second son was soft and happy in his heart.

Ji Liang covered his little uncle's hand in his bosom, and shook his head faintly: "Someone calculated it before, I have a big life, I'm not suitable to form a Taoist couple with a girl."

The second young master almost sneered and laughed: "Ke Taohua? Don't be ridiculous, you have too many girls in your life."

His long and narrow eyes blinked, and he looked over seriously: "How does little uncle know?"

The second young master was startled, then smiled and said: "I've always been very accurate in seeing people, just wait."

Ji Liang's face darkened, and he murmured: "I've waited for two years, but I didn't wait for my little uncle to say these things."

The second son laughed: "Tsk, what do you want me to say?"