give me a chance to be a good person

"Mr. Shang is not asleep yet."

Wu Lang was sitting on the porch looking up at the starry sky. He couldn't actually see anything, but he just liked to bathe in the moonlight. Qiao Niang went to bed early, she was too tired today, so she took a rest early, and especially told Wu Lang not to stay It was too late, so I left him an extra lantern.In fact, Wu Lang doesn't need it, but Qiao Niang is always very careful in these places, almost stubborn. She seems to think that she should treat Wu Lang as a normal person, and Mr. Shang even scolded her for wasting money because of this matter. kerosene.

In fact, Wu Lang is far from being so sensitive, he is not born blind, let alone care about these trivial matters.

Qiao Niang is a very simple woman who can be seen through at a glance, but Mr. Shang is not.

Mr. Shang is a very contradictory and very interesting person. After getting along with him these days, Wu Lang can feel that the other party obviously doesn't like him very much.If an ordinary person hates someone, it is extremely polite not to step on it. However, if he is "in danger", this Mr. Shang will deliberately pretend to be indifferent or even disgusted to help.

Although he doesn't like me very much, he doesn't hate me.

The human heart is such a complex existence, perhaps it is because of its elusiveness that it appears different.

It is obvious that Mr. Shang cares about Qiao Niang very much, but as he said, he takes care of Qiao Niang strictly according to the etiquette, without any behavior beyond the rules, just like treating a friend, even if he is close to Qiao Niang, he will Not angry.He obviously likes Qiaoniang not because of love, but if Qiaoniang takes care of him too much, he will get angry because of it.

He wasn't mad at Qiaoniang, he was mad at me, and he didn't want me to know that the person he was really mad at was me.

Wu Lang thought this matter was very interesting, sometimes he would even purposely try to make the other person angry, after all it was always a different kind of pleasure to make a calm and rational person lose his composure.Mr. Shang is not often fooled, and he rarely notices that Wu Lang did it on purpose. As long as he shows a little weakness and attributes everything to his frail body, everything will be like a breeze, and at most he will only get a cold snort.

"How's your injury?"

Mr. Shang's voice was very deep, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry when he spoke, which reminded Wu Lang of his third brother occasionally. Shang Shijing's voice was also very low, but it was much clearer. The hoarse laughter that rolls out of the throat is full of hints, not as majestic and cold as Mr. Shang.

It took a while for Wu Lang to realize that the other party was not asking about his internal injuries, but about the wound on his shoulder that was bitten by the tiger's fangs. When Qiao Niang applied the medicine for him, she was thankful that the tiger's father was not very hungry. It was a blessing to have crushed his shoulder.This injury is not serious at all, if Wu Lang is willing, he can recover immediately, but as a weak, helpless and pitiful mortal, naturally he cannot recover immediately.

"It's okay." Wu Lang responded warmly. He couldn't see anyone, so he could only turn his face away, but he turned his position and said to a cloud of air, "Thanks to the wonderful hand of Qiao girl, thank you, Mr. care."

Shang Shijing felt a little sour in his heart. He didn't like Wu Lang's appearance very much, and he would rather the other party maintain his high spirits as before, but everything was beyond his control, so he naturally felt sad for what had happened.

Taking advantage of Wu Lang's inattention, although the other party had nothing to pay attention to, Shang Shijing moved away and stood in front of Wu Lang's sight. The other party's eyes were as bright as before, but their eyes were empty, as if they had fallen into the void In general, it is clearly cast on him, but there is no real destination. .

What exactly happened after Shang Shijing left, why did Wu Lang suddenly lose his sight, and why did he end up in the Mountain of Beasts? How many injuries did he suffer? .

"I don't care about you." Shang Shijing said insincerely, "It's just that when you recover from your injury, Qiaoniang will have no reason to keep you, and naturally there will be less trouble."

Wu Lang was startled, as if he was a little embarrassed, his lips moved, and he lowered his head slightly and said in a warm voice, "It's true that I've disturbed you a lot these past few days." He didn't point out that it was Shang Shijing who promised to stay behind, He didn't make any expression for this hostility, but apologized in a very flat and tolerant manner.

He looked calm, as if he had really caused Shang Shijing some trouble.

Wu Lang was not the kind of person who would cause trouble to others. Even if he occasionally made a few mistakes, it was all due to the special structure of Yu Yunju or the inconvenience of his eyes, and it was not intentional trouble.Even sometimes, in order to avoid hindering them, Wu Lang would stay obediently in the house as soon as Qiaoniang went out, like a small animal just waiting for its master to take care of it, obedient and lonely.

The words were clearly spoken by Shang Shijing. According to common sense, Wu Lang's appearance of silently accepting and not refuting should make him feel happy or take it for granted, but in fact it unexpectedly made him even more angry.

Shang Shijing stared at Wu Lang for a long while, but the other party still maintained a slightly shy and apologetic smile, without any resentment after being unreasonably teased.

How can Shangshijing be worthy of him...

The moment this thought popped up, Shang Shijing was almost taken aback by himself, he hurriedly put this inexplicable thought behind him, no matter who Wu Lang wants to be with, it's none of his business.Sometimes Shang Shijing himself couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart. He should have kept some distance from Wu Lang. After all, no matter whether Shang Shijing was Wu Lang's third brother or his lover, they were destined to be enemies.

But Wu Lang himself...

Shang Shijing was willing to take the risk to keep Wu Lang in Yuyunju, which meant a lot of things he was unwilling to admit, but these few days he was not as sober as he thought, and every time he saw Wu Lang, always unable to bear the irritability in his heart, deliberately targeted it.

If the heart wants to move, there is no way the master can restrain it.

It's just that Shang Shijing didn't understand at this time, so he looked at Wu Lang, and finally left with a sulky feeling and flicked his sleeves.

In fact, when he came out, he wanted to tell Wu Lang that it was windy at night and that it would cause headaches if it blows too much, but he was so dizzy with anger from this person or himself that he forgot about it when he turned his head.

As the saying goes, good spirits are not spirits that are bad, and Wu Lang really caught the cold the next day. He lived with Shang Shijing, and the conversation before was not pleasant, probably because he was worried that Shang Shijing hadn't fallen asleep yet. It's embarrassing, so I stayed outside for most of the night before returning, and there were even traces of damp on my body, no wonder I was infected with a cold.

Yuyun Residence is located in the middle of the lake. It looks elegant and quiet, but naturally it also has its disadvantages, such as too much water vapor and excessive tide at night.

Wu Lang's spiritual power was restrained, and the bite wound on his shoulder hadn't healed yet. Naturally, there was no need to talk about resisting wind evil from entering his body. When Shang Shijing woke up early in the morning, he thought he was rarely in bed, and he didn't realize it until after breakfast. wrong.However, the tigress hadn't been here for a few days, Qiaoniang was very worried, took the dry food early in the morning and went out with a bow and arrow, only him and Wu Lang were left in the whole Yuyun residence.

There are not many medicines to cure wind-cold, many people in the mist of the world got wind-cold before, Yi Jianhan stuffed a lot of medicine into his bag very naturally.

Shang Shijing didn't know much about decocting medicine, but he probably remembered that the medicine was to be decocted three times and taken three times. Before decocting the medicine, he tested Wu Lang's body temperature. Dan's face was in Shang Shijing's hands for a long time, and the little monk who had just started trembling in fright, hurriedly took his hand back, hesitated for a long time before running out to light the fire.

Since Qiaoniang's arrival, Shang Shijing has been taken care of by her in every possible way. He only focuses on practicing, playing the piano and fishing all day long, like an old man. Fortunately, the small matter of lighting a fire is not a problem for him, but decocting medicine is a bit troublesome.

Anyway, Wu Lang's foundation is still there, even if the medicine is not boiled properly, it won't kill people, right?

It was almost noon when Shang Shijing managed to boil the medicine, at least he didn't boil the medicine paste. As he walked into the house with the bowl in his hand, he wondered why Yi Jianhan didn't throw him a few bottles of medicine pills to cure the wind and cold , but then he tried to look for it again, and found that Yi Jianhan had prepared sugar pills for him...

It is very suitable for taking one after the medicine.

Shang Shijing felt the malice from his fellow villagers who wanted to see him "endure hardship".

Wu Lang was woken up by being pushed, he felt as if he was sealed in a block of ice, but was burned by flames, his body was shivering with cold, but sometimes it was so hot that it would be cooked the next moment, when he woke up, his whole body They were all dizzy, most of their bodies were in vain, they fell straight forward, and then crashed into someone's arms.

Wu Lang hadn't felt the softness of his limbs for a long time. He felt pain all over his body. Someone manipulated him to move for a while, and finally leaned against someone's shoulder.

Is it Qiao girl?

Wu Lang felt as if he was spinning around, as if someone was grabbing and dangling it. The bitter smell stuck to his mouth and went straight into his nose, making him want to gag.

"Drink the medicine." Someone's voice was as cold as ice, and Wu Lang woke up Linglinglingly. His body trembled slightly. He wanted to straighten up at first, but the struggle seemed to be misunderstood by the other party, and the voice hesitated for a moment. , relaxed a little, "Drink the medicine."

Wu Lang meekly followed the other party's movements and opened his lips, allowing the bitter liquid to pour into his mouth. He didn't feel the heat, nor did he feel the bitterness. He just swallowed subconsciously until he heard a weak sigh, Suddenly, I felt sour in my eyes.

It seems that it has been many, many years ago since the last time he contracted a cold, it seems like a lifetime ago.

It's not Miss Qiao, it's Mr. Shang.

The other party surrounded him like a hug, and when the medicinal juice was finished, the soft towel wiped away the medicinal liquid that dripped out unintentionally, and stuffed it in again.

It's a pill...

Wu Lang moved his tongue weakly, and suddenly felt a burst of sweetness, the sweetness slowly spread, lingering in his mouth.

It turned out to be sugar.

Wu Lang thought it was funny for no reason, Feng Xulai was the youngest among the six masters of Chunyun, the two of them met when Feng Xulai was a child, when he used to tease his sixth brother who was sick and took medicine with candy.However, in Wu Lang's own memory, such an experience had never happened before.

The other party probably felt that he hadn't fully woken up yet, letting Wu Lang rest on his shoulder, he wasn't so cold and almost unkind as usual.

Mr. Shang is really a lovely person.

Wu Lang laughed softly in his heart, he couldn't see the other person's expression, so naturally it was difficult to tell what the other person was feeling now, but no matter what Mr. Shang thought in his heart, he was naturally happy to rest for a while.In fact, Wu Lang was not familiar with Mr. Shang, he always kept a distance from most people, but this helpless closeness made him feel that it is not a bad thing to have someone to accompany him.

I don't know what Mr. Shang said, Wu Lang was still very dizzy, and he could only hear what the other party said in a daze: "I'm afraid... I still... send... spiritual power."

But after a while, strange spiritual power poured into his body, Wu Lang naturally felt it, his drowsy thoughts swept away the heaviness just now, the heat on his body seemed to subside a little, and the wound on his shoulder was recovering faster The speed, but healed in a moment.

The spiritual power that had been introduced into the body disappeared immediately.

Wu Lang was a little surprised, but Mr. Shang quickly laid him flat, even protecting his neck and laying his head on the soft pillow. Only then did Wu Lang realize that he was no longer lying on that small couch, but It was sleeping on the bed where Mr. Shang rested on weekdays.The other party stood up very quickly, and said to himself exhaustedly: "What kind of enemy did you provoke, how could you be injured so badly, and you are even blind."

Seemingly not aware that Wu Lang has woken up.

He knows me.

Wu Lang was at a loss for a moment, his heart was beating suddenly, and he clearly understood that what Mr. Shang said was not a bite wound, but a hidden injury in his body. In order to avoid being discovered by Mr. Shang these days, he did not use his spiritual power. As a result, the bite did not heal, and the internal disease naturally did not improve at all, so he fell ill due to the moisture in the middle of the night.

From what Mr. Shang said, it seemed that he was very familiar with him.

It can be said that he cared about him for his enemies and serious injuries, but he couldn't fake his blindness. Wu Lang knew that he and Mr. Shang were only meeting for the first time here, so how could the other party know that he was not born blind, but Blind afterwards.

Mr. Shang has no research on medicine.

is it him?

Wu Lang couldn't help but took a deep breath, thinking of the fireworks that day, that person was hiding under Shang Shijing's skin, showing a commonplace innocence and a little bit of loneliness.

Shang Shijing felt very tired. Almost all the spiritual power he had cultivated for the past few months poured into Wu Lang's body, and the true energy in his dantian was exhausted. It was because of this that he realized how much Wu Lang had suffered. injury.According to Yi Jianhan and Zhu Cheng, if Wu Lang is really the legendary Lord Ling Guang, then there should be very few people in the world who can seriously injure him.

How could it be possible to be injured like this? Could it be that the relatives of the former enemy came to avenge him, and he was attacked by others without moving, that is too ridiculous...

No, not at all funny.

Shang Shijing suddenly felt creepy, remembered Wu Lang's gentle and docile appearance, and thought about what Yi Jianhan had mentioned about Ling Guangjun's character, it was hardly Ouxi, but two completely different people .There are not always such tragic characters in novels who are willing to atone for their past after repenting. Fat Whale also said that after Chunyun Liujue disbanded, he became anonymous.

Chunyun Liu is very important to Wu Lang, and finally disbanded, Shang Shijing is certainly smart, maybe it was because Wu Lang was struggling at that time.

If he hadn't saved him, maybe Wu Lang wouldn't have died in the jaws of a tiger, but the end would never be much better.

Shang Shijing once saw Wu Lang's most graceful and luxurious moment in another person's body. He was Yue Wuchang's best friend who was regarded as the guest of honor, Ling Guangjun who was as bold as Zhu Cheng and dared not easily provoke him, and a man everywhere. Taodu needs to open the gates of the city to welcome the head of the Six Wonders of Spring Cloud.

Instead of a sick and blind man who was seriously injured, and even almost died.

Shang Shijing took a deep breath, and he lay down on that small couch to rest for a while. For the first time in his life, he found that the wooden couch was almost surprisingly small. He didn't know how Wu Lang had been wronged these days, and he didn't know Say it as if someone mistreated him on purpose.

……Yes.

Shang Shijing slowly closed his eyes, thinking: I treat him so badly, so naturally he won't open his mouth. It's not that I don't know his temperament.

Left and right couldn't sleep well, so Shang Shijing sat cross-legged to practice again. He doesn't have much aura now, and if he wants to heal Wu Lang's injuries, he needs more aura. In the past, he knew that he should work hard, but after all, Repeated actions will feel very boring, and Shang Shijing is no exception, so always set a time and do enough homework.

This time he had a purpose, but he didn't feel any boredom. He just felt that the time passed quickly, and the water in Tianqing Lake was extremely thick, which combined with Shang Shijing's kung fu, and a steady stream of spiritual power was absorbed into his body.

All of Shang Shijing's real energy was transferred to Wu Lang, and none of it was left behind. When the dantian was exhausted, it encountered the spiritual energy in the heaven and earth, and it circulated continuously, which was several times more abundant than before.

However, the dantian contained too much aura, and for Shang Shijing, who was not at home, it was a process that needed to be digested slowly, refining and purifying, and sorting out those messy auras into pure true energy.It's just that it took a lot of effort to absorb the spiritual power. Shang Shijing opened his eyes and saw that it was already dark, and Wu Lang was still asleep on the bed. The high fever had subsided. He was slightly relieved, and went outside to re-decoct the medicine. It wasn't until there was a sound in my stomach that I realized that I hadn't eaten anything since noon.

Only then did Shang Shijing realize that Qiao Niang hadn't come back until now.

On weekdays, Qiao Niang would also go out hunting. She would prepare the lunch at noon and heat it in a pot for Shang Shijing. She would definitely come back before cooking in the evening. There were a few times when she came home late, and it was rarely so dark. Not coming back yet.

The deep mountains at night are several times more dangerous than during the day.

This time, Qiaoniang just planned to visit the Tiger's family, and was going to come back at noon, otherwise she would not have prepared meals. Shang Shijing was startled, and worried that something might happen to Qiaoniang. It is possible to leave Wu Lang alone in this Yuyun residence.

Shang Shijing thought about it, and decided to go out to find Qiaoniang. After all, Wu Lang's high fever had subsided, and no one came to Yuyunju on weekdays, so there would be no great danger, but Qiaoniang was just an ordinary woman. Although she is extremely powerful, she is a mortal after all, if she is alone in the mountains, it will be troublesome.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, Shang Shijing was about to leave when he suddenly heard someone shouting from the bank, he took a closer look, and saw a vague silhouette standing on the bank in the dark night, as if holding something in his arms. what.When Shang Shijing turned on the mechanism, he remembered that Qiaoniang limped towards him, her bow and arrow were broken, her face was covered with dust, and her tears washed away two marks, she looked a bit weird.

"Qiao Niang, how are you?" Shang Shijing supported her subconsciously, but the other party stuffed her with something warm and heavy, and Shang Shijing hugged her suddenly, without much effort, almost breaking his arms Drop, throw the things in your arms.

"Sir, save it!" Qiao Niang sobbed, her voice choked.

Save what?

Shang Shijing was a little puzzled, the soft object in his arms let out a milky cry, he was slightly startled, and looked down, he saw that the yellow fur with black markings was not a cub.The tiger cub also had a very strong smell, I couldn't tell what it was, but it was offensive. The female tiger had a similar smell, but it was much heavier than the tiger cub.

"How did you..." Before Shang Shijing could finish his sentence, the tiger cub let out another low cry, as weak as a cat, and he had no choice but to accept his fate, and carried the tiger cub into the study next door.

Wu Lang was resting in the main house, so it's not good to disturb him.

The tiger cub was much weaker than before, not to mention loud, and even less active, lying in Shang Shijing's arms without any struggle.

Shang Shijing didn't know what was wrong with it, so he could only touch a panacea for it to eat like before. This kind of medicine can cure internal injuries, but it can't get rid of the pain caused by wind and evil entering the body. The cub was congenitally weak, so it might be able to save its life. If it was an unrelated disease, then Shang Shijing would be helpless.

The panacea also has to be the right medicine.

Fortunately, with luck, the tiger cub's condition quickly eased. It rubbed its pink nose against Shang Shijing's hand, let out a small cry, and lay down to rest quietly.

Yu Wanggui went to pick up the baby in his arms, and Qiao Niang went to the house to pick up the little pity.

First come a Wu Lang, and then a tiger cub.

Shang Shijing felt dizzy for a while, and Qiaoniang was not idle, so she temporarily found some fabric to make a small nest for the tiger cub, and then started talking about what happened.

The author has something to say: Tian Jing, a man who has read too many novels and is too familiar with routines.

Wu Lang: Bring your own imagination!

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