Strange Tale

After taking off Long Jiu's wet clothes, Si Ren checked the wound for him: probably because Jin Ji was being pinched by the throat when he made the attack, so the dagger wasn't inserted very deep, and it seems that pulling it out directly shouldn't cause too much trouble.

But why did Jin Ji say no one could pull it out?Si Ren cleaned up the area around the wound a little bit, but he couldn't see why.After a moment of hesitation, he grabbed the handle of the knife.Gritting his teeth again, the dagger was easily pulled out.

Si Ren pierced silver needles on several acupuncture points on his body, and then sprinkled Jifengsan on the wound.

The wound Jin Ji drew on Long Jiu's face healed instantly, but this one did not.

After staring at the wound for a while, there was still no change.

Si Ren tore off his sleeve and bandaged Long Jiu, then picked up the dagger and looked at it carefully: I can't remember the name of this dagger that Jin Ji said, I just remember that it seems to be called God.It's really strange, didn't Long Jiu yell at Jin Ji that nothing in the world can hurt him?How come it doesn't work after being pierced by this?But there is nothing special about this thing other than being ugly.

at night.

Long Jiu had a fever, and his hair turned red again.

Si Ren stood aside with his shoulders in his arms, frowning tightly: Do fairies also have a fever?This is the first time I know.

Huh? !The scar between Long Jiu's eyebrows reappeared!

Si Ren hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed and lay down on his face to take a closer look: it was a very deep hole, which looked quite scary.

"Dragon Nine? Dragon Nine?"

He tried calling twice, but Long Jiu didn't respond, and Si Ren stretched out his fingers cautiously.

"Ah—"

As soon as he touched the hole, Si Ren's hand immediately hurt like a needle prick.He hurriedly got up and wanted to move his hand away.But he couldn't move anymore, his whole body seemed to be sucked in, his body hurt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and then a strong resentment rushed into his mind, Si Ren felt his head explode, and finally couldn't hold on to him Suddenly passed out.

where is thisso dark.There is someone in front, it seems to be Long Jiu!Are you talking to someone?

……

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

"This is what you deserve."

"It's been like this for a few lifetimes, isn't it enough?!"

"Not enough, never enough."

"I regret."

"I hate these two words the most."

Huh?What is Long Jiu going to do? !

"Ah Jiu! Don't...don't! Jiu..."

"No!" Si Ren suddenly opened his eyes.

It was already dawn, and Long Jiu was sitting on the bed looking at him expressionlessly, "Are you finally awake?"

Recalling what happened, and seeing that he was still lying on the ground, Si Ren stood up, "Can't you put me on the bed if you wake up first?"

"Didn't you sleep on the ground yourself? Why should I put you in bed?"

"I'm not stupid, why sleep on the floor if I don't have a bed?"

"Then why are you on the ground?"

"Not yet..." Si Ren wanted to say that it was not your fault, but seeing that Long Jiu had returned to normal, and the hole between his eyebrows was gone, he didn't say anything.

"Not what?"

"It's not... It's not that you squeezed me out. I was sleeping on the bed."

"Really?" Long Jiu raised half of his eyebrows with a look of suspicion.

"Of course it is! You... You had a high fever last night. I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I didn't dare to leave. Later, I was too sleepy, so I just lay down by the bed."

Long Jiu looked at his bandaged chest, and at Si Ren's clothes covering his body, "Who pulled out that dysprosium dagger?"

"'Di'dagger? I remember what Jin Ji said... oh, I remembered, God's 'di'dagger. It's really inexplicable. What does a knife have to do with a flute?"

"It's not the 'di' of the flute, it's the 'dysprosium'." Long Jiu gestured in the air and wrote it again, "The dysprosium of the bow and Jieming."

Si Ren thought for a while, "Isn't that even weirder? Isn't it an arrow? Why is a knife called a 'magic arrow'?"

"Because it's made of arrow iron."

"Arrow iron?"

"Well, the iron of the arrow."

"But why use dagger casting..."

"You stop talking so much nonsense. I ask you who pulled it out of me?"

With a young face, talking like this is really uncomfortable.But now that he knew that he was possessed by an old goblin, Si Ren couldn't care too much, rolled his eyes and said casually: "Of course it's me, who else can be in this ruined temple deep in the mountains?"

Long Jiu's long eyes suddenly widened, "Did you pull it out?!"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Si Ren didn't understand what was so surprising.

Long Jiu frowned and stared at him biting his lips, "Come here."

Si Ren walked over, "What's your expression?"

"Hand out."

Si Ren stretched out his hand, "Why?"

"Left hand."

He stretched out his left hand again.

Long Jiu grabbed his fingers and rolled up his sleeves, then suddenly squeezed his hands hard.

"Ah—"

Si Ren felt a burning pain, and jumped up to get rid of Long Jiu.But the strength of Long Jiu's slender arms and hands was astonishing, and Si Ren couldn't break free no matter what.

Just when Si Ren couldn't bear it anymore and was about to cast a spell, Long Jiu let go.

"No, it's not..." He murmured, his eyes dimmed.

Si Ren pressed his arm and jumped on the ground twice, "Hiss—it hurts like hell! What's not right'! Tell me clearly! What are you doing?!"

Long Jiu ignored him, but picked up the divine dagger beside him in a daze, "No. Why did you pull it out?"

"Hey! I'm talking to you! What's wrong, isn't it just a broken knife, what can't be pulled out?!"

Said that Si Ren snatched the dagger, and Long Jiu's hand was cut.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Si Ren quickly threw the dagger away and rushed to the bedside to look at his hand, "Why are you holding it so tightly, I won't let you go!"

Long Jiu's expression was still dull, and he didn't seem to feel any pain, "I'm used to it, usually injuries will heal immediately."

Si Ren grabbed his hand and saw that the blood kept flowing, so he had to take out Jifengsan and tore off his clothes.

"I was just going to ask you if you didn't tell me." Si Ren sprinkled the powder carefully, "Why can Jin Ji scratch your face and you can recover immediately, but this knife can't? Didn't you say that there is nothing in the world that can hurt you?" Got you?"

"Well, nothing can hurt me, except this one."

"Is there anything special about this knife? I don't see it."

"Why did you appear in Jicuitan? Didn't you promise me not to leave the city?"

"Don't avoid my questions."

"Are you avoiding my question?"

"I..." Si Ren glanced at Long Jiu, met his gloomy gaze, and somehow weakened his aura, "I... I was just walking around, and I didn't plan to go back. If I didn't touch When it comes to you, I went back to Buji House yesterday."

"Then how long have you been peeping behind the bushes? What have you seen?"

"What peeping? Don't say it so ugly. I just wanted to take a bath in Jicuitan, but I bumped into you and that golden pheasant. Do you think I wanted to?"

"Then you heard what she said to me?"

"I heard."

"..."

"Hmm... Actually, it's nothing. I didn't misunderstand what Jin Ji said. Didn't you just possess a 17-year-old child, and then the child has a problem with his legs and feet, and he will be fine after being possessed by you. This child Already dead? Is he called Long Jiu? Or is Long Jiu your own name?"

"His surname is Long, but not Long Jiu."

"Then what's his real name?"

"Why save me?"

"You avoided my question again."

"Let's talk about why you saved me first. Aren't you a mage who catches demons? Why don't you want to take me in and save me?"

Si Ren wrapped Long Jiu's hand well, tied the cloth knot and raised his face, "I didn't think so much, I jumped out instinctively when I saw you were hurt. Because you are still attached to the human body after all, it seems With such a vulnerable appearance, I would die without your body, and it is very difficult for me to see death."

"So that's the case." Long Jiu smiled wryly, "The hen is right."

Si Ren nodded in relief, "Well, you still look better when you smile."

"Really?" Long Jiu still smiled, "But if I tell you something, you might want to cry."

"what?"

"I can't move my legs."

"Ah?! Why? Didn't you hurt your chest?"

"My vitality was damaged, and this body returned to its original form."