something wrong

Yan Qitong thought they were passing by in a hurry, and they should find an inn to stay, but unexpectedly, after going out this way, Sangzi led her into an alley familiarly.

The courtyard wall in the alley is quite high, and there are only a few houses. Sang Zi went straight to the last house and found the key to open the door.

"This is going to the couple's house on my mountain. We'll stay here for the time being, and we'll leave in two days." After finishing speaking, Sang Zi found a room and a bed to lie down on.

Yan Qitong felt that his physical condition was better than that of Sangzi, and the two of them couldn't both rest and have no one to work.She put down the things in her hands, rolled up her sleeves and walked through the house.After finding the kitchen, he boiled a large pot of water, found a wooden bucket to wash it several times, and then returned to the room to call Sangzi.

"I boiled water, you go take a bath." Although Sangzi didn't say anything, the tiredness on his face was still obvious.It was still calm and clear outside, but as soon as she entered the door, she found that Sangzi's back was bent a little.

Sangzi was in a drowsy sleep, too lazy to move, she was like a puddle of mud, letting Yan Xitong push and push her.Seeing this, Yan Qitong gritted his teeth and reached through her armpit to half hug her.Sang Zi immediately leaned against Yan Qitong's neck as if he had found a more comfortable pillow, and rolled it again, letting out a low sigh.

Yan Qitong froze.She heard this kind of sigh frequently, and every time Sangzi fell asleep, she became very satisfied after relying on her.She pulled Sangzi away a little bit, looked at the woman with her head hanging down with some doubts, and felt that she was thinking too much, so she put her arms around her shoulders and dragged her out of the room.

After pouring cold water into the wooden bucket, Yan Qitong helped Sang Zi, who was lying on the table and still awake, to the side of the bucket.

Should I just throw her in, or strip her naked and throw her in?

Yan Qitong thought about it in a daze, but one shoulder was getting heavier and heavier. Seeing that Sangzi was about to wither to the ground, she hurriedly stripped her clothes off and moved her in with the stool next to the bucket.

Really... Last time I moved her out of the barrel, but this time I actually moved her in. It's impossible for me to become a porter.

Putting Sang Zi's hands by the side of the bucket, Yan Qitong ran back to the room to get her a change of clothes, and when she turned around again, the top of her head was gone from the side of the bucket, so scared that she lost her clothes and came to save others.

Sangzi was dragged out of the water without even coughing, and just let Yan Qitong tease her so silently.Yan Qitong silently recited "I'm not an old lady, I'm not an old lady" in her heart, then patted her on the back and then pressed her chest.

What was different from last time was that after soaking in hot water, Sangzi's skin was warm and soft. Although she was frail, her palms were not all skinny.Yan Qitong curiously touched it twice, and then Sangzi fell forward and threw himself on the edge of the bucket.Yan Qitong leaned forward and didn't make the right move for a while, but saw Sang Zi slowly stretched out his hand to push the wet hair aside, tilted his head on the back of his hand, and showed her a smooth back for her.She stared silently, but the man didn't respond, so she had no choice but to resign herself to picking up a cloth towel and wipe her back.

The cloth towel was a bit rough, and when it was rubbed on the back, there was a slight red mark, Yan Qitong was even more afraid to use any force, for fear of rubbing off the thin and tender skin.After a long time, Sang Zi finally turned around and caught her, and said slowly: "If you're tired, go and rest."

Yan Qitong quickly let go.It was already very hot at the end of the day, and my whole body was sticky after such a toss, so I hurried to boil water for myself again.

After the two of them had washed their bodies clean, the night was dark, and when they searched, there was no food in the house.

Although she was a little hungry, Yan Qitong felt that it would be okay if she didn't eat a meal, but seeing the struggle on Sangzi's face, she was clearly torn between eating and sleeping.After getting along for a long time, Yan Qitong also found that Sangzi couldn't bear to be hungry, maybe it was because her body temperature was always very low, if she didn't eat anymore, she probably had no calories to sustain herself.Of course she wouldn't ask, she just sat quietly, rubbing her half-dry hair, waiting for Sangzi to express her opinion.

Finally Sang Zi sighed, "Let's go to sleep."

The house of the two couples is like a courtyard house, naturally there are more than one room, Sangzi said you can live in whatever you want and then went back to the room just now, but Yan Qitong really couldn't sleep.

The courtyard was very empty, and the ground was compacted and leveled. She dragged a bench and placed it in the middle, continued to dry her hair and gaze at the stars.Naturally, she doesn't understand the astrology, although she really wants to see the vision of a seven-star tandem or a nine-star tandem.Looking at the sky from here, it is better to be on the mountains of Sangzi, where it seems to be closer to the sky and quieter.Faint voices could be heard from the house next door, and wherever the bell was ringing, they all reminded her that she had gone down the mountain, as if she had entered the world.She really can't think of what will happen in the future, especially wearing this kind of skin, it will be troublesome wherever she goes, such as the man she met today.

When she was on the mountain, she couldn't get used to going to bed early. She always read or wrote until late. Now she has nothing to do and no sleepiness at all, and she is suddenly bored.

After a long time, she looked around at Sangzi's room, not without a little worry in her heart.If Sangzi fell asleep, she should be fine, and she wouldn't die if she was hungry.But just now she lowered her shoulders and moved slowly. The figure in the room kept dangling in front of her like someone holding a twig, unable to shake it away.

Forget it, I can't sleep now, I'd better take a look, lest I won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night later.

The door of Sangzi's room is still not closed tightly, the moonlight is very bright today, and the room is half-lit.After Yan Qitong touched it, he cautiously moved to the side of the bed, just as he reached out his hand to check her body temperature, it was as if he was suddenly caught by ice pliers.

"It's me, it's me!" Yan Qitong hurriedly said.

"I know it's you." Sang Zi replied weakly, "Otherwise you will die the moment you enter the door."

Yan Qitong didn't take it seriously, seeing that she was still trying to be brave, she shook off her hand and said tentatively, "How about I go out and buy you something to eat?"

"There will be a curfew at night, do you want to eat in prison?" Sang Zi sat up from the bed, his eyes were dull, and his whole body was withered, "You should go and rest yourself."

"Why don't I cut some meat and put some blood for you to eat?" Yan Qitong asked casually, feeling that Sangzi was so limp and soft that he could be manipulated.

However, she immediately regretted it.Sang Zi turned her head and looked at her straight, almost fascinated.The eyes also gathered light in an instant, as if the stars had fallen in, and the face became vivid.

This... is obviously the appearance of seeing the prey, only to reveal the greed of salivating.

"...I just came in to tell you that if you sleep with your hair dry, you will easily get a headache." After Yan Qitong finished speaking in a panic, he turned around and ran away stiffly.

Sangzi looked at her from behind, stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick her dry lips, and sighed.

Both of them slept hard that night, so they woke up early.Xu thought that there would be something to eat right away, and Sangzi was in good spirits, but Yan Qitong was a little evasive, so Sangzi immediately laughed at her: "Speaking is nothing!"

Yan Qitong couldn't help but slander, who would have thought that she would take it seriously, could she really take it seriously? !

The two of them closed the door and ran to the street. Sure enough, the street was full of wonderful smells.The pickers along the street shouted all the way, and the two of them chased after them to eat. In the end, they were not satisfied and chose a shop with a bunch of snacks hanging on the door to go in. They had a big meal.

They don't care about other people's gazes, especially Yan Qitong who eats in a mess and has to keep the veil on his face so that it can cover the oil and water so that he won't be as indecent as Sangzi eats.

After eating and returning to the residence, Yan Qitong could smell the scent of incense. Sangzi said that there is a temple behind the alley, which is quite famous and can be seen.

Turning to the front of this temple, there is indeed a continuous flow of people and horses.After Sang Zi went in, he was familiar with the way, obviously not the first time.

"The abbot of this temple has some friendship with me. I'll go and see him." Sangzi glanced at Yan Qitong, who immediately said, "Go, I'll walk around as I like."

Sangzi thought for a while and brought Yan Qitong to the main hall, found a futon and asked her to sit down on her knees, "You stay here quietly, I will come when I go, don't wander around."

Yan Qitong had no chance to refute, and watched her disappear into the crowd.

In the main hall, male and female believers come and go, worshiping devoutly.The air of incense is like a conclusive promise, the more prosperous it is, the more effective it will be, and the more effective it will be, the more prosperous it will be.

Yan Qitong withdrew his gaze from looking for Sangzi, and was quiet for a moment, as if he had also received reliable comfort.She looked up at the tall Buddha statue, smiled with flowers, and looked down at all living beings.She used to be an atheist, and she firmly believes that the beliefs of the Chinese people are history. Only by taking history as a mirror and looking at the present can she find her own way out.Instead of kneeling and kowtowing, it can be realized by saying a few words of Buddha's blessing.

But now she was at a loss.There is no traveler in history, and science has not yet proved the practicality of going back in time and traveling through time and space. Everything only exists in people's fantasy.But the fantasy became reality and happened to her.This is not something to celebrate, at least for her.

Since what I know can't be explained, so why not believe in ghosts and gods.If the underworld does exist, who can say that there are no gods in the sky.

Yan Qitong, whose common sense has been subverted, can only start to look at the problem from a different angle and thinking.But at the moment, she could only close her eyes and put her hands together, silently begging the Bodhisattva to let her find the way home.After opening her eyes, she subconsciously felt that this kind of temporary cramming was too speculative and hypocritical, and she didn't know whether she should continue to stay.

At this time, Sangzi hadn't returned yet, she knelt there, quietly feeling the people around her coming in and out.Time seemed to stand still on her body, just sitting like this seemed like a century.

The tranquility was broken after a while.

A young monk walked up to her and said to her after reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice: "This female benefactor is frowning and seems to be troubled. You can follow the little monk to the wing room to draw a lottery and ask the Bodhisattva if her wish can be fulfilled. "

Yan Qitong's heart skipped a beat.Indeed, I don't know if there are immortals, but fortune-telling by drawing lots is sometimes very evil.She didn't know whether the so-called signature could reflect her bizarre experience, she was—a little curious.

Standing up and looking around, Sangzi told her not to leave the main hall, but she was still in the temple anyway, so she should be able to find it.Thinking of this, he felt relieved and followed the monk out.

After leaving the main hall, he turned a corner and took another gravel road.The vegetation in this temple is extremely luxuriant, and the gravel road is winding and winding. When people walk into it, they can't see other figures.Yan Qitong just felt something was wrong when the monk leading the way turned around and smiled at her.

Yan Qitong secretly yelled that it was not good, but without waiting for her to move, a big hand was stretched out from behind, holding a sweat towel and covering it, a burst of extremely pungent smell choked through the veil, and Yan Xitong's last consciousness was It was a sentence left by the monk:

"Hey, I should get a good one this time."