Burning fire

Zhou Qizun was taken aback.

Zhou Qizun remembered that Zhang Jueming had told himself that he was born with a mountain ghost.

In his situation, it sounds like a mixed race, but it sounds like he is neither human nor ghost.

Zhang Jueming, ghosts are not ghosts, people are not people.

Zhou Qizun softened his heart. ——Zhang Jueming's thoughts... The little beauty is usually obedient, even timid, but his whole body is as light and clear as a glass of warm water.I really can't tell if he is careless, he has a lot of twists and turns in his heart.

After being silent for a while, Zhou Qizun smiled lightly: "What's disgusting? It's a good thing that the injury heals quickly."

Zhang Jueming did not speak.

Zhou Qizun coughed lightly, facing Zhang Jueming's snow-white and blood-red back...

Zhang Jueming has a beautiful back.The spine is straight, the muscles are tight and powerful, and the pair of protruding shoulder blades are like the blood-soaked wings of a butterfly, full of scars, but stretched tenaciously and implicitly...

In this situation, Zhou Qizun was still holding Zhang Jueming's clothes in his hands, so thick-skinned that he couldn't hold it anymore.

Zhou Qizun pulled up the collar of Zhang Jueming's clothes, walked to the side, and stood against the stone.

Zhang Jueming lowered his head slightly, and quietly adjusted his clothes.

Zhou Qizun looked at Zhang Jueming's expression and sighed inwardly.

——Zhang Marshmallow is not happy.

Not happy is somewhat inaccurate.Looking at Zhang Jueming's appearance... he must be a little sad.

Zhou Qizun touched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little weird in his heart, somewhat unpleasant.

"Why don't you...coax him?" Zhou Qizun thought to himself.

After all, he was the one who was straight-headed, straight-spirited, fast-talking, and dishonest in his hands, and was provoked by others.

But... how to coax this?You can't just say straight - "It's good that you are neither human nor ghost, and I'm not afraid of you."

Just thinking about it, Zhou Qizun felt that he could get a slap in the face.

"You have other wounds on your body. I'll find some clean water and wash you off." Zhang Jueming said in a low voice.

As he spoke, he walked towards the entrance of the cave, but he couldn't control his pace, so he walked very fast, appearing a little hasty and flustered.

blame him?A person who has been secretly in love for so many years can only be a thief, watching furtively, thinking about it is a heinous crime and devoid of conscience.

But now the reason for his insanity was torn apart by this man himself. —He is a monster.

It's not what it says, it's not what Zhou Qizun understands, these are two different things.Zhou Qizun had already seen clearly what a disgusting monster he was.

Nausea.

"The red leopard is guarding you, don't come out of the cave." Zhang Jueming didn't dare to look back at Zhou Qizun.

"Hey." Zhou Qizun quickly called him, "You..."

Zhang Jueming paused, his voice was as weak as a mosquito: "...Huh?"

Zhou Qizun tilted his head and looked lightly at Zhang Jueming's back.

real.This war-damaged little beauty, the little mountain ghost, is really painful.

Zhou Qizun laughed again, with thin creases at the corners of his eyes, he smiled: "I have to apologize to you."

Zhang Jueming closed his eyes and said in his heart, "Don't apologize, don't..."

Naturally, Zhou Qizun couldn't hear Zhang Jueming's voice, so he continued, "My nose is not very good. I can't smell your fragrance unless you get close. Today is..." Zhou Qizun frowned.

——Today is because Zhang Jueming bleeds all over, and it smells more fragrant than before.

"Yesterday you rescued me from Qinglong. I didn't know it was you at first, and it was not serious." Zhou Qizun said, "It's also because you covered it too tightly."

Zhou Qizun: "Jaeming, brother hit you with a tree branch, it hurts."

The mountain ghost's injury healed quickly, and the blood streak from last night could no longer be seen on Zhang Jueming's neck.But, it hurts.

What's more, Zhou Qizun, a vile-minded bastard, unexpectedly got close, didn't follow the routine, and suddenly opened his mouth and called "Cassia".

At this time, using an intimate name, he was telling Zhang Jueming calmly——I don't mind that you are a monster, and I still feel sorry for you.

He wanted to force Zhang Jueming to death.

Zhang Jueming was dumbfounded.His eyes were suddenly red as if they were sick.

He didn't know what happened to him either.Injury, bleeding, darkness, loneliness, being rejected by others... He is obviously used to bear it.But Zhou Qizun called out "Cassia", and that "habit" turned into a grievance.

Why is he like a child, his nose is sour, and he wants to cry.

What a nice guy he likes.Zhou Qizun is so kind.It's good to like Zhou Qizun.Happiness may not be so bright, and its appearance is not magnificent.It is nothing more than willingness and willingness.

It turned out to be small and inconspicuous.Who said it must be sweet, it is also bitter, hot bitter.No matter how hard it is, it's worth it.

"It's okay." Zhang Jueming turned his back to Zhou Qizun, and he didn't dare to turn around, let alone look back at Zhou Qizun.

His voice was hoarse, a kind of wet hoarseness: "I'll be back soon."

Zhang Jueming left the cave in embarrassment, Zhou Qizun leaned on the stone, and made eye contact with the red leopard at the entrance of the cave.

In two seconds, Chi Bao turned his face away from the leopard and stopped talking to Zhou Qizun.Zhou Qizun lowered his head, stared at his dirty shoe tips, smiled bitterly, and whispered, "It's so coaxing."

.

It didn't take long for Zhang Jueming to go, and according to Zhou Qizun's estimation, it took about four or ten minutes.

"Zhou Qizun?" Zhang Jueming called Zhou Qizun's name at the entrance of the cave before anyone could enter the cave.

"I'm here." Zhou Qizun quickly responded.He took two steps towards the entrance of the cave and met Zhang Jueming.

"Come and help me," Zhang Jueming said.

"Why... eh?" Zhou Qizun saw Zhang Jueming hunched on his back.He could tell at a glance that it was Guo Qingxuan.

"I haven't had time to tell you, where did the green dragon get bumped by that horned tiger. How did you find her?"

"That's called Qiongqi." Together with Zhou Qizun, Zhang Jueming helped Guo Qingxuan into the cave, "I found her by a small stream."

Guo Qingxuan is now in a coma, and the whole dragon is unconscious, but Zhang Jueming probed her spiritual veins, she was not injured, she just passed out, and she will wake up after a while.

The two asked Guo Qingxuan to lean against the stone wall.

Zhang Jueming frowned and asked Zhou Qizun: "You just said that she was knocked out by Qiongqi?"

"Well, suddenly...wrong." Zhou Qizun came to his senses, "Isn't that Qiongqi?"

At that time, the situation was urgent and the sky was filled with fog, so he didn't think much, subconsciously thought that it was Qiongqi who swept away Guo Qingxuan at first and ran after him.

Now that Zhou Qizun thinks about it carefully, there is a problem here.Qiongqi's broken corner has been emitting a stench, but before meeting Zhang Jueming, Zhou Qizun didn't smell the stench when he ran away.

So, it wasn't Qiongqi at the beginning, it was Qiongqi who came here after meeting Zhang Jueming!

What is that thing?

Zhang Jueming's palms were cold, and he was even more afraid.He's like a... no, he's just a terrified bastard.He grabbed Zhou Qizun's wrist and stared at Zhou Qizun with eyes... as if he was afraid that Zhou Qizun would lose him, and wanted to swallow him up and pretend to be good.

"..." Zhou Qizun turned his wrist silently, but did not turn, "Let go first, I won't run."

Zhou Qizun: "The green on your wrist that you pinched yesterday hasn't disappeared yet."

Zhang Jueming paused for a moment before realizing that he had overreacted.He lowered his eyelids and let go of Zhou Qizun's hand.

Zhou Qizun naturally patted the back of Zhang Jueming's hand, and said casually, "Your hands are really cold, like ice cubes."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

It's a crime to seduce people unconsciously.The injustice of Zhou.

Zhou Qizun rubbed his wrist: "Could it be from Qiongqi?"

Zhou Qizun looked at Zhang Jueming: "From Xiaotaishan years ago to Jiangliu, there is always something that I can't deal with. You can't call it a coincidence this time."

Zhou Qizun smiled: "It's really not that I have too much self-awareness, I didn't have time to explain it to you just now."

Zhou Qizun pointed to his neck: "The puppet sent out uses my sister's face."

"I'll tell you about my family in detail later. Anyway, I came to Jishou this time to find my sister." Zhou Qizun paused for a second, "This year is the ninth year since she disappeared."

Zhang Jueming's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "Do you suspect that your sister's disappearance is related to the things over there?"

"Very likely." Zhou Qizun grinned, "Then how do we explain it?"

"...Treat the wound first, before it gets infected." Zhang Jueming took out a palm-sized bottle from his pocket.

He handed the bottle to Zhou Qizun: "Use this to wipe it off."

As he spoke, he took out some wild fruits from another pocket.

Zhou Qizun stared: "Is there any fruit?"

"Hmm. The wild fruits on the mountain are edible. But they may not be very tasty." Zhang Jueming said.

Zhou Qizun turned the small porcelain bottle in his hand again: "What's in here?"

"I mixed the ashes from the incense burner with clean stream water, which is good for your wounds," Zhang Jueming said.

Zhou Qizun held the bottle open, with a strange expression on his face, he pursed his lips and asked, "Isn't your blood mixed up again?"

Zhou Qizun: "Although your mountain ghost's blood is precious, I'm not willing to use it."

His eyes wandered to Zhang Jueming's fingers.The blood on Zhang Jueming's hands was washed clean, his fingers were fair and slender, with distinct joints.

Zhou Qizun: "Don't always hurt yourself. Self-harm is not a good thing."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

Zhang Jueming tucked his chin, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes: "There is no blood in the bottle, you use it."

Zhou Qizun nodded, uncorked the bottle, and smelled it with his nose first. There was a faint fragrance, but it was different from Zhang Jueming's. It should really not be mixed with Zhang Jueming's blood.

Zhou Qizun didn't pay much attention, and took off the coat and shirt he was wearing.

He looked down, and there were indeed a lot of bumps and scratches on his body. The bloody mouth cut by Guo Qingxuan last night was still not healed, and new ones were added. The muscles were painted with graffiti in colorful colors.

Zhou Qizun wiped the wound with the contents of the bottle.Zhang Jueming said that there was furnace ash in it, but the water was clear without any residue, and it was cool when applied to the wound, and it had an instant pain-relieving effect.

Zhou Qizun found it strange that Zhang Jueming's world was indeed mysterious.

The injury on his back was not enough, Zhou Qizun wanted Zhang Jueming to help him, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Zhang Jueming had already quietly sat aside, facing the wall with his back to him.

That body is really straight.

Zhou Qizun was actually amused by Zhang Jueming's upright posture.

The current situation is complicated and confusing, and there are clusters of mysteries that cannot be solved. Zhou Qizun was very depressed at first, but seeing Zhang Jueming's petty and shy face, he suddenly felt relieved, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

The left and right are not covered by soldiers, and the water is covered by soil.There is still such a sweet little mountain ghost like Zhang Jueming.

Zhou Qizun touched his cheek, his palm was numb from the stubble.What little doubt he had about Zhang Jueming had disappeared long ago.Looking at the person in front of him, although he still had doubts in his heart, he already fully trusted him.

Zhou Qizun has never been a moral person who is grateful and repays, and rarely judges based on superficial phenomena. ——In other words, what really moved Zhou Qizun was not Zhang Jueming who gave his life to save him many times, but Zhang Jueming himself.

Let's not talk about so much tossing, how much Zhang Jueming will pay, and whether it is worth it, and let's talk about such a cute little mountain ghost, if Zhou Qizun is really wrong, then he will be blind if he is blind, and he deserves it.

Zhou Qizun raised his hand, casually poured some water from the bottle onto his back, and then put on his clothes.

He said to Zhang Jueming, "Hey, turn around, my shirt is on."

When this person said this, his tone was calm and natural, without self-consciousness, and he didn't feel like a black-hearted old hooligan who bullied others at all.

"..." Zhang Jueming silently turned his head to look at Zhou Qizun, a little helpless.He rubbed his neck, afraid that his snow-white neck would become ashamed of himself.

"I haven't asked you yet, when did you come to Jishou?" Zhou Qizun shook Liu Jian's coat, it was torn to pieces, there was no way to return it to Liu Jian.