Peach Blossom Dream

He continued: "Old Zhuang mainly knows that he handed over Qingyue Mountain Villa to a person like you. I'm afraid that he will not be able to sleep peacefully under the nine springs!"

"Hero, I know that killing people pays off debts, but I just want to ask you, do you have any proof that you said that I took off the head of your teacher and father?" He asked in a face-to-face, "There are so many people in the world, I don't mean to deny it, I just want to confirm whether I did this."

The burly man in coir raincoat laughed out of anger, and asked, "You didn't do it. Could it be that I have nothing to do and must wrong you?"

Zuo Qingyue said: "I don't remember, I seem to... I need evidence, can you help me find it?"

The strong man in coir raincoat was momentarily confused by his sincerity, and his tone eased: "You...really have no impression?"

Zuo Qingyue shook her head.

At this moment, a ten-year-old child stood up in the crowd, and mumbled, "I can prove that this brother did indeed slaughter people from our Daqingping Village, but... he seems to be a good person too."

Zuo Qingyue asked and turned around, and recognized the child as a little beggar in a ruined temple in the west of the city. She was startled, walked over and knelt down on one knee and asked, "Don't be afraid, tell me, did you see me picking it off with your own eyes?" A lot of people's heads?"

The child was afraid in his heart, took a step back, stood still, and was a little emotional: "I... I did see it, big brother, I remember, my parents were cut by you!"

With a bang, strong accusations erupted from the crowd, accusing Zuo Qingyue of being a bloodthirsty devil.

Zuo Qingyue knelt on the ground, listening to the sound coming from all directions, she felt dizzy and her whole body lost strength.

Uncle Feng didn't care about anything else, so he jumped down from the second floor, pulled Zuo Qingyue up and said to everyone: "I know you want an explanation, but no matter what, I will take him away today. If you want to take his Head, please pass me first!"

Some of the injustices stepped forward to apologize for taking Zuo Qingyue's head.

As soon as Uncle Fengsu fan came out, he was clean and merciless, he made a way out and dragged Zuo Qingyue to escape.

It was raining heavily outside, Zuo Qingyue lost her soul, and sat down under a pine tree: "Uncle Boss, why did you save me? I am a murderous demon, I deserve to die, I owe a debt to the people of a village life..."

Shu Jifeng looked at him, not knowing how to comfort him.

Zuo Qingyue continued: "I heard from my father that when I was a beggar, I killed a dog that I robbed for a steamed bun. Look, am I born a bloodthirsty devil? Hahahaha... Devil ...It turns out that what they said is true...even if I aspired to be a gentleman since I was a child, even if I...cough cough cough..."

Zuo Qingyue coughed violently, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, her lips were bloodless.

The uncle pulled his heart out, and opened his fan to cover him from the raindrops.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Zuo Qingyue pushed the fan feebly, "Boss uncle, is a person like me worthy of your protection? Cough cough cough... You have your sweetheart, and how can you protect me?" You are a disciple of Shiwai Yunshan, don't get involved with me. I should be punished by a thousand swords!"

Shu Jifeng looked at him, and only asked, "Is that why you distanced yourself from me?"

"Yes," Zuo Qingyue lost her will, and said something, "Because I am not worthy to be called your uncle and boss, and I am not worthy to be your friend."

"You are already." Shu Jifeng said.

Zuo Qingyue didn't answer, without the support of will, she fell to the sides.

Uncle Jifeng supported him, and said firmly: "Trust me, you are not that kind of person. Do you remember what Doctor Huang said? He said that you lost control occasionally, but you don't remember. Huo Yu! Huo Yu! Is it him? What did it do to you?"

Zuo Qingyue smiled weakly: "Boss uncle, am I a failure? I was abandoned by my parents when I was born, and finally met someone who accepted me as an apprentice, and later recognized me as a foster son, but I didn't even I didn’t even fulfill my obligation to die...People around me who grew up together didn’t treat me as a brother at all...Hahahaha...Look, uncle, how sad...how ridiculous... .Orphan...orphan, from beginning to end, I was an orphan..."

Uncle Jifeng heard Qingyue's life experience for the first time, he was shocked and pitiful, he held his shoulder and said: "You are not! I am your friend, you still have me!"

Before she finished speaking, Zuo Qingyue fell forward and fell into Shu Jifeng's arms.

27. Waiting

Zuo Qingyue developed a high fever, luckily she didn't cough up blood like before.Uncle Feng watched over him, while waiting for Xiao Er to help him to invite the doctor, he changed Zuo Qingyue into clean clothes.

Zuo Qingyue was in a daze from the fever, and sometimes called his uncle Boss, sometimes called his uncle Jifeng, and occasionally called his uncle and younger brother.

Shu Jifeng felt a little familiar, it seemed that someone had called his uncle and brother a long time ago, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and he was worried about Zuo Qingyue's condition, so he didn't think much about it.

Before all the clothes were taken off, Zuo Qingyue realized it, and pushed Shu Jifeng out hard, her pale face and body flushed strangely, and she muttered: "Don't...don't..."

Uncle Feng didn't understand what he was refusing, and he didn't have experience in taking care of others, so he directly ordered: "Don't move."

Zuo Qingyue really didn't move, and lay there obediently, but her face became more and more red, and she finally pulled off the corner of the quilt to cover her face.

Shu Jifeng finally stripped off his clothes, and inevitably glanced at all the places he should and shouldn't look, and felt his ears burning for no reason. "Stop!" Shu Jifeng said to himself and patted himself twice, forcing himself not to think about anything, and then changed his clothes.

But the scene just now has been irresistibly left in Shu Jifeng's mind, lingering.

Just when Shu Jifeng accused him of being dirty, the doctor finally came.

The doctor imitated Zuo Qingyue's pulse, raised his brows, and turned to ask Uncle Jifeng: "You friend can survive for so long, I admire you!"

Uncle Jifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully asked, "Doctor, well, how long can my friend live?"

The doctor pondered for a moment, his brows gradually drooped, and then he said: "The wind and cold this time is not a big problem, it's just that I was exhausted earlier and was invaded by cold and damp. I will prescribe a prescription, just take a hot bath. It's just... .He seems to have other illnesses on his body, and the old man is not good at learning, so he can't diagnose them."

"Then I would like to ask the doctor to prescribe this prescription for treating wind and cold first." Uncle Jifeng probably knew the other diseases the doctor was referring to. "After the fever subsides, I will take him to other places for medical treatment."

"It's his blessing to have a friend like you!" The doctor moved to sit in front of the desk, wrote the prescription and handed it to Shu Jifeng, "Go to the nearby prescription and write it according to this prescription, and then let him write it down." Take a hot bath, and the fever will probably subside soon."

After seeing the doctor out, Uncle Jifeng went back to the room and started to feel troubled. He said to Xiao Er: "Why don't you help me get the medicine first, and then come back to take a bath for this young man? Of course, I will pay you." silver."

Xiaoer bowed again and again: "Okay, young master, I'll go grab the medicine right now, and I'll take a bath for this young master when I come back later."

After Xiaoer left, Shu Jifeng sat on the bedside and saw that Zuo Qingyue had shrunk into a ball, her lips were white, and she was mumbling coldly.Seeing his pitiful appearance, my uncle couldn't bear it, and while blaming himself for being ashamed of his good friend, he prepared a bucket and hot water.

After everything was ready, Shu Jifeng bent down and asked, "Master Zuo, can you still get up?"

Zuo Qingyue seemed to be asleep, she didn't respond, her teeth were chattering.

The uncle had no choice but to throw off the quilt to hug Zuo Qingyue.Unexpectedly, as soon as Zuo Qingyue met Shu Jifeng, her arms and legs entangled with him like octopuses, clinging to him, almost making it difficult for Shu Jifeng to move.

"Don't stick it so tightly, I won't be able to walk if you're like this." Shu Jifeng said with his neck stuck.

Where can Zuo Qingyue hear it?Drowsy, only knowing to stick to wherever there is heat, refusing to let go, and trying to press close to Shu Jifeng's neck.

Uncle Jifeng sighed to himself, "You are the boss!"

Uncle coaxed and dragged to the side of the tub, pulled Zuo Qingyue off, and spent a lot of effort to help him take off his clothes and throw them into the tub.

call!When you're done, Uncle Feng let out a long breath, thinking that those weird questions didn't appear in his mind just now, so he was relieved.

Zuo Qingyue was soaked in hot water, and slowly stretched out, her legs were wide open, her head was resting on the edge of the bucket, and her whole body was unobstructed.

Uncle, who had finally calmed down, bowed his head every time, and all parts of him hit his eyes, and he clearly felt his ears burning up instantly.

"My lord, the medicine is here!" At the critical moment, Xiaoer stood outside and knocked on the door.

Uncle felt guilty about being a thief, so he ran to open the door in a panic.

Xiaoer's face was full of smiles, and he held the medicine bag and said, "Master, I got the medicine, do you want to bathe that son now?"

Uncle's eyes wandered, he didn't dare to look at Xiao Er, and said vaguely: "It's already soaking, you go to decoct the medicine first, and help him get dressed later. I... I'm hungry, I'll go down and have a meal. ..”

Xiao Er responded repeatedly, and seeing Shu Jifeng running downstairs quickly, asked strangely, "Master, why are your ears so red? Did you get bitten by a mosquito?"

Uncle Feng ignored him and went downstairs as if fleeing, not knowing whether it was someone else or himself who was running away.

But before the meal was finished, Xiao Er ran to the table with water stains all over his body, and said with a bitter face, "Young master...that young master won't let me touch him