father snake

In the cold winter, everything on Lingshan Mountain is very depressed. There are countless dead branches and leaves among the dark green trees. Walking on the winding path leading to Lingshan Temple, you can hear a slight "click" sound from time to time. That was another branch being trampled off.

The path that no one has passed by for a long time seems to be swallowed up by the surrounding woods, and the overgrown thatch has been erected to cover the road.

There are no roads in the world, and when more people walk, they become roads. On the other hand, roads that are less traveled will sooner or later disappear among the overgrown trees and weeds.

Xiaobai walked in front, crushing the place that was in the way of the path, and Tianqiu, who followed closely behind, walked behind with Shi Xiaochuan on his back.

Shi Xiaochuan, whose body was covered with scales and turned into such a strange shape, decided to go to Lingshan Temple to take refuge first at Tianqiu's suggestion.

He called home, and it was Shi Xiaoshan who answered the phone. From his impatient voice, Shi Xiaochuan learned that Zhou Ming died in front of his house inexplicably. He also took that "crazy old woman" to guard the door of the house every day, and he wanted to bring his "pro-grandson" Shi Xiaochuan back home.

Shi Xiaochuan tried his best to ignore Shi Xiaoshan's sarcastic tone when he said the phrase "pro-grandson".

Speaking of which, the two black shadows he saw when he went to the old woman's house last time were probably Shi Chen and the man in the windbreaker, and he didn't know how they would appear in that place.

While lying on Tianqiu's back, Shi Xiaochuan told the story.

He didn't realize that when Tian Qiu heard about this, his steady pace was slightly disturbed.

Lingshan Temple is still so deserted and dilapidated, with thick spider webs everywhere, and dust on the desks, not to mention the fact that no one has lived in and taken care of it for so long, the whole house looks gloomy.

According to Shi Xiaochuan's temperament, the place he wants to live in should not only be clean and tidy, but at least he should look past it.

But now he doesn't have the slightest right to speak. He can only see Tianqiu tidying up the room casually, taking out the quilt hidden in the cupboard, putting it directly on the bed, and then putting Shi Xiaochuan on it.

Shi Xiaochuan only felt that the quilt was not a quilt, but a heavy wooden board that had been soaked with water.

But there's no way around it, whoever made him unable to move, the person who was taken care of had no right to speak, he murmured in his heart.

I don't know if the heavy snow that fell a while ago caused a problem with the power supply line in the mountain. I pressed the light but it didn't turn on.

The electric heater left by Daoist Qingsong is useless.

This electric heater was specially prepared by Taoist Qingsong for Shi Xiaochuan. The temperature on this mountain is relatively low, especially at night, it is even more chilly. I was afraid that Shi Xiaochuan would freeze, so I sold this electric heater. Ordinarily, it is actually as good as Qingsong. Saving is the complete opposite of the way of life.

Watching Tianqiu come and go, after a while, he found an iron basin from nowhere, put some dry wood in it, and lit a fire.

Tianqiu is really not the material to do these things, so dry firewood was placed in his hands, and he made the room full of thick smoke, and finally he had to open all the doors and windows to let the cold wind blow in. The smoke dissipated.

Shi Xiaochuan was so choked that he coughed, his eyes were red and tears flowed down his face.

Originally thought that Tianqiu would be in such a mess, but it turned out that Tianqiu was still there, fiddled with the firewood with a tongs in the same way.

After a while, probably mastered a little trick, and finally lit the pot of fire.

The warm flame dissipated the cold air in the room, Shi Xiaochuan watched Tianqiu put a few coals into the fire.

He didn't bother to ask Tian Qiu where he found these coals.

This time, Xiaobai and Tianqiu didn't have any conflicts for the time being, the atmosphere between the two people and the snake didn't have the same eagerness to swallow each other up.

Xiaobai rolled up the quilt from the next room with his tail, spread it in the corner of this room, and then coiled it into a ball. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the temperature of the room, half-closed his eyes, and looked drowsy .

Tianqiu finished the brazier, put it in front of the bed, glanced at the cozy Xiaobai, turned around and walked out of the room without saying anything.

I don't know how many times I've been to this Lingshan, but every time it happened differently, as if I really had some indissoluble bond with this Lingshan, Shi Xiaochuan was curled up in the quilt without moving, thinking wildly.

He was almost desperate for his current state, thinking whether it would be better to live than to die, or to simply die with this body, he didn't even dare to think about what would happen to him in the end.

Even close relatives and friends with deep affection will not have long-term patience and love to take care of a chronically ill person like him, let alone family members who are originally indifferent.

But Tianqiu appeared, and he said he would help him get back to normal.

And Shi Xiaochuan believed it.

From the bottom of my heart, there is no letter of doubt.

Maybe there is really a way to restore him to normal here, after all, Tianqiu was made from the egg on Lingshan Mountain, and Xiaobai was rescued by Shi Xiaochuan at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

These things are all related to Lingshan.

Just when he was sleepy due to the heat in the room, the door was pushed open again, and Tian Qiu walked in with a plate.

Shi Xiaochuan saw two bowls on it, a bowl of rice and a plate of scrambled eggs with green vegetables mixed with golden yellow.

Tianqiu actually went to cook?

Shi Xiaochuan looked at this scene in disbelief, it seemed that Tianqiu was really omnipotent, even these houseworks could already be done.

Tianqiu brought the plate over, took a spoon, scooped up some food, and brought it to Shi Xiaochuan's mouth.

Shi Xiaochuan, who was already very hungry, couldn't wait to eat that mouthful of food.

Almost immediately, his face changed. What is this? What is in this dish? How could it taste so strange? It's salty and bitter, and it's hard to swallow.

Shi Xiaochuan put the food in his mouth, neither swallowed nor spit it out, looking at Tian Qiu, who was seriously feeding the opposite side, had already scooped up another spoonful of food and brought it to his mouth.

He had no choice but to swallow the mouthful of food without chewing it, with tears in his eyes.

Sure enough, you shouldn't believe in the appearance. No matter how good the appearance is, it will be even more cruel when you know the truth.

Sure enough, Tianqiu doesn't know how to do these things, and it's not easy to make such an ordinary material so unpalatable.

The meal passed quickly, and Shi Xiaochuan saw Tianqiu put away the rice bowl and put it aside, and found an oil lamp from nowhere, and lit it up.

The hazy yellow light looks soft and warm.

The autumn sky under the lamp has a jade-like light, and the eyebrows and eyes are more delicate, but it does not have the feeling of being cold and far away from the world before.

He held Shi Xiaochuan's hand, and gently removed the grain of rice from his mouth.

Warm fingers touched Shi Xiaochuan's lips, making Shi Xiaochuan blush, I don't know if it's because of the way he eats, or because of the temperature.

Tian Qiu took off his coat, lifted the quilt, and lay down on the bed.

He hugged Shi Xiaochuan's limp body in his arms, Shi Xiaochuan was not used to such close contact with Tianqiu, who was already an adult, and began to move and struggle.

But Tianqiu had no intention of letting go of Shi Xiaochuan at all, instead he was more and more tightly trapped in his chest, making him unable to move.

Both of them spoke little, but there was no sense of unfamiliarity, as if they already knew what each other meant by making eye contact.

Shi Xiaochuan couldn't figure out why this happened, he had never felt this way before, as if he had known this person before him for a long time, and even had the illusion of being connected by blood.

The two of them lay quietly for a while, Tianqiu's body temperature was higher than Shi Xiaochuan's, and he made him warm under the quilt. Shi Xiaochuan was bewitched by this comfortable temperature, and forgot to struggle until Tianqiu suddenly sat down. Get up and go out again.

This time I went out for a longer time.

At first, Shi Xiaochuan could wait patiently. Occasionally, some voices coming from the backyard along the wind let him know that Tianqiu was there.

But there was no movement in Tianqiu for a while, and Shi Xiaochuan felt restless.

Tianqiu doesn't like Lingshan, even loathes it, Shi Xiaochuan senses this subtle emotion from his every move, although he doesn't know where the source of this emotion is.

Now, he suddenly remembered this matter, and felt that there might be something on Lingshan or Lingshan Temple that would be detrimental to Tianqiu, that's why he hated Lingshan.

He struggled, looked at Xiao Bai who might have fallen into hibernation in the corner, and finally decided to find Tianqiu by himself.

Just as he was about to roll off the bed, the door opened again with a "bang".

Standing there, Tianqiu's clothes were wet and dripping in some places.

He walked over and looked at Shi Xiaochuan, who had half of his body leaning out of the bed, "What's wrong?"

Shi Xiaochuan shook his head, and didn't say that he was so worried that he wanted to find him.

Tian Qiu didn't ask too much, just picked him up with one hand, held him in his arms, and walked out of the room.

Facing the cold night wind, they walked to a room in the backyard. Shi Xiaochuan remembered that the room was empty and useless, but now, an oil lamp was lit inside.

Tianqiu pushed open the door, and Shi Xiaochuan was surprised to find that the inside had changed a lot. A huge wooden barrel was placed in the center of the room, filled with steaming hot water.

Tianqiu closed the door, and a chair was placed inside. He held Shi Xiaochuan to his chest easily with one hand, and began to take off Shi Xiaochuan's clothes with the other hand.

Shi Xiaochuan blushed, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Taking a bath." Tianqiu answered, taking off the sweater on Shi Xiaochuan.

"Uh." Shi Xiaochuan hesitated for a moment, the current situation, no matter how he looked at it, felt something was wrong, he didn't ask for a bath.

But now it's not his turn to make a decision. Tianqiu's temper belongs to the type that does it with a dull head and won't explain it to you after it's done. It's very easy to blow people up. Interpersonal and communication skills.

Shi Xiaochuan sighed, people are knives and I am fish, in this world, there is really no way out.

In just ten seconds, Shi Xiaochuan was stripped naked and put in a wooden barrel.

Tianqiu stood beside him, watching Shi Xiaochuan carefully to prevent him from slipping to the bottom of the barrel.

Shi Xiaochuan saw Tianqiu approaching with a knife and cut a cut on his wrist, blood dripped on the water, and then fainted.

Shi Xiaochuan stared blankly at his bath water, which was mixed with Tianqiu's blood. Although Tianqiu had sucked his own blood, he never thought of asking him to repay in this way.

Tian Qiu raised his uninjured hand, touched his head, and said softly: "This blood, and the medicine in this water, can restore you to normal."

Shi Xiaochuan nodded.

Tianqiu's blood has no fishy smell, but instead has a strange sweet fragrance.