Records of Demons in the Republic of China

Regarding the direction of escape, Haoyue didn't say anything, but she quickly made up her mind.One hand tightly gripped Jiuyi's wrist, and he didn't dare to look back at Lu Qingqi's whereabouts—he didn't dare to look at Lu Qingqi, and he didn't dare to look at Jiuyi, because he knew that Jiuyi was still vomiting blood, and the blood was dripping smoothly. The corners of his mouth were dripping down, already staining the front of his little gown red.He vomited blood so fiercely, but he still looked dazed and didn't know, which made Haoyue feel extra panic, because he was used to him being a scoundrel monk who yelled and made a fuss, if he suddenly became neither scoundrel nor evil, it would seem that he was not him.

As he ran, Haoyue increased his strength with his stretched hand, because Jiuyi's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and he began to drag his hind legs sloppily.Clenching his teeth and taking a breath, he let go of Jiuyi without saying a word, stopped abruptly, bent his knees and bent over, and when Jiuyi stumbled towards him from behind, he stretched out his hands backward, He supported Jiuyi's dangling thighs.

Immediately afterwards, the strength of his legs went up together, he lifted Jiuyi on his back, spread his legs, and rushed into the night in a swift motion.He turned countless corners without looking back, and finally slowed down in a small dark alley.He closed his lips and took a deep breath. He didn't look back, but he also knew that he had temporarily thrown off Lu Qingqi, because the air was cold and fresh, and it was pure night wind, without any evil spirit.

"Jiuyi..." He turned his face sideways, lowered his voice and called softly: "How do you feel now?"

Jiu Yi was lying on his back tall and big, his arms and legs were all thick and long, and they hung around him one by one.Hearing Haoyue's question, he only groaned angrily.At the same time, Haoyue only felt a heat on his neck, it was Jiuyi's nosebleed that dripped into his neckline.

Haoyue transported Qi to her dantian, and channeled all the strength in her body to her two arms.Supporting Jiuyi's thighs and buttocks up again, he continued to take a step forward: "You hold on, I'll find a place to heal your injuries right now!"

Haoyue was in a hurry to go through the alleys. Fortunately, it was cold and dark, so he could walk like a shooting star without fear of running into passers-by head-on.Finally, he got into a dark alley with no lights or lights, and stopped in front of a gate with no color or appearance.Freeing up one hand, he groped to find the door knocker. He looked around and saw that there were no stray dogs around, so he boldly slapped the door knocker loudly.

There was a quick response from the yard, a woman's voice: "Who is it?"

Haoyue hesitated for a moment, then replied in a moderate voice: "I'm looking for Wu Xiuzhai."

The woman's voice was getting closer, and she was walking towards the gate while shouting loudly: "Master, you have a guest!"

As soon as the voice fell, a door opened.The alley is dark, but there are lights in the courtyard.The old lady who opened the door looked up at Haoyue first, and found that it was a pretty familiar face, and she was about to smile all over her face immediately, but her eyes swept across Jiu Yi's big head, and the old lady immediately stared at him, and there was something in her throat. "Goo" let out a moan: "Oh my mother——"

Before the old lady could finish her wailing, Haoyue had forced her way forward into the courtyard.At the same time, as soon as the door of the wing room opened, Wu Xiuzhai came out wearing a satin padded jacket.Blinking at Haoyue for a long time, he finally raised his hand and rubbed his eyeballs: "Live, live a god?"

Haoyue looked up at Wu Xiuzhai, and said concisely, "I'm here to take refuge."

Hearing this, Wu Xiuzhai was taken aback for a moment, then turned sideways and stretched out his hand inside the door: "Please——"

Before he finished speaking, his vision blurred, it was Haoyue who had rushed into the room with Jiu Yi on his back.

Wu Xiuzhai has lived for 30 to [-] years. Although his physique and intelligence have not developed very much, he has always been like a delicate flower, but he is not completely stupid.He stopped at the door and thought for a moment, then he said to the old lady: "It's none of your business, you go back to the house and rest!"

The old lady closed the door gently and skillfully, and said: "Miss said that she will come back tomorrow morning, if the young master doesn't go out, I will lock the door."

The so-called "Miss" is Miss Wu who has recovered her freedom.Hearing this, Wu Xiuzhai only agreed indiscriminately, then turned around and stepped into the room. Not only did he close the door tightly, but without Haoyue's instructions, he automatically closed the curtains of the two rooms inside and outside.Finally, he turned his face to the side of the bed. He intended to talk to Haoyue first, but after seeing Jiuyi, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and just like the old lady just now, he also let out a "goo" in his throat.

Haoyue had already placed Jiuyi long strips on the bed, and unbuttoned him and the layers of white cloth wrapped around his waist.As soon as the cloth was loosened, the black four-legged snake immediately crawled out with its teeth and claws open.Climbing up from Jiuyi's back to Jiuyi's chest, after seeing the blood on Jiuyi's face and body, he immediately opened his mouth wide and let out a croak.

Haoyue wrapped the cloth strips stained with blood and sweat around her hands as a towel, and vigorously wiped Jiuyi's head, face and chest.Jiuyi half-opened his eyes and remained motionless, as if he still had a little consciousness, but a weak air flow lingered between his mouth and nose, he opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't make a sound.A small black claw touched his pale lips, the four-legged snake was still croaking, Haoyue understood it this time, it turned out that the four-legged snake was not barking indiscriminately, it was crying, so crying that he couldn't say anything , there is only one piece of quack quack left.

Looking back at Wu Xiuzhai, Haoyue said in a low voice, "He was severely injured by Lu Qingqi kicking him in order to save me."

Not waiting for Wu Xiuzhai to understand what she said, Haoyue said to herself, "Excuse me, go and bring back a pot of hot water."

Wu Xiuzhai stared blankly at Haoyue, wondering if he understood what he said. After staring for a while, he suddenly turned around. He stumbled and pushed the door to go out. Sure enough, he quickly brought back a large basin of hot water. Soaked an old towel.

With a blank expression on her face, Haoyue twisted the towel and continued to wipe the residual blood from the corners of Jiuyi's mouth and nose, then leaned down deeply, and whispered in his ear: "Jiuyi? Tell me, where does it hurt?"

Jiuyi maintained the posture of facing up to the sky, with his legs stretched out very long and straight.A pair of eyes slowly turned to Haoyue, and he finally spoke angrily: "I... can't die..."

Haoyue and him looked at each other, then quickly looked away, looked into his ear and repeated: "Where does it hurt?"

Jiuyi slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his mouth: "You son... this time I'm... sorry for you..."