Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2248 Lin Shen
Its daybreak.

Ying Baoyue stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the hair tie in Xiao Li Ji's palm.

With a sound of "chi", bright flames ignited from the hair band, and the blood stains on the hair band were instantly washed away.

Feeling the warmth of the palm, Xiao Li Ji opened his eyes in a daze, saw the face in front of him, and his ears turned red suddenly, "Sister?"

He wanted to say something at first, but the next moment his whole body was suddenly swept by severe pain, curled up in the quilt and twitched continuously.

"Well……"

Little Li Ji bit the corner of the quilt tightly, and let out a low whimper from the depths of his throat, but he gritted his teeth and tried his best not to cry out.

He knew that the appearance of his seizures was very frightening, and he was afraid to come out under the quilt.

Ying Baoyue looked at the trembling ball under the quilt with complicated eyes.

She reached out and patted the quilt lightly, "Come out."

"Woooo..."

A vague voice came from under the quilt, "Don't look, it's scary..."

Ying Baoyue's arm was fixed in mid-air, and after a pause, she said softly, "I'm not afraid, you will suffocate people like this."

"Soon...it will be fine..."

Xiao Li Ji held on tightly to the quilt, refusing to give in.

Ying Baoyue sighed in her heart and stopped pulling the quilt.

Xiao Li Ji said it was very fast, but this outbreak lasted for an entire hour.

Hours passed, and there was already a trace of a human figure on the quilt, which was completely soaked by the youth's sweat.

It looked like sweat from the heat, but Ying Baoyue reached out and touched it, and it was as cold as water stains.

One hour equals two hours.

The two torturous hours finally passed, and the movement in the quilt finally stopped.

Ying Baoyue gently lifted off the sweat-drenched quilt.

Little Li Ji curled up on the bed, looking exhausted, with sweat-drenched hair sticking to his forehead.

Seeing her looking at him, the little boy turned his head effortlessly, and gave her a gentle smile.

Ying Baoyue didn't understand why someone could still smile like this after going through such severe pain.

"Does it still hurt?" Ying Baoyue asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Xiao Li Ji shook his head, smiling sweetly, "I've been used to it for a long time, sister, I don't hurt."

Yeah?It doesn't hurt.

Ying Baoyue didn't ask any more questions, but got up and brought a set of dry clothes, "Put on some clothes, let's eat."

"Go to a place with me after dinner, and the pain will be gone after we go."

Xiao Li Ji opened his eyes wide, looking very puzzled.

It's normal for him to be puzzled, because even Ying Baoyue doesn't know if everything that happens next will succeed.

She was very disturbed, even fearful, but she couldn't let the child in front of her see it.

To carry out that ceremony, Shouxiao Li Ji needs to keep his mind calm and not have the slightest emotional fluctuations.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to the boy, "Come with me."

……

……

Ying Baoyue took Xiao Li Ji to the kitchen and brought him a bowl of hot porridge.

The little boy looked a little nervous, secretly looking around.

"Eat," Ying Baoyue patted his head, "I'll go out and clean the dishes."

She got up to leave, and stopped for a moment when she walked to the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Li Ji picking up the bowl and drinking it, but there was a pair of pure black pupils protruding from the edge of the bowl, quietly staring at her back.

Ying Baoyue smiled inwardly, and closed the kitchen door behind her backhand.

The reason why she didn't bring the porridge to the bedroom but brought him to this small room was to keep herself out of his sight.

Even if you let him stay in the bedroom, it won't work, because the bedroom is too close to the yard.

If Xiao Li Ji accidentally saw what she was going to do next, she wasn't sure if he would be frightened.

Ying Baoyue walked into the bedroom and raised her head.

A sword was hanging beside her bed, emitting heat constantly.

Ying Baoyue untied the sword and drew it out of its sheath.

The bright sword body clearly printed her face.

Ying Baoyue stared at the face on the sword, closed her eyes, and put her fingers in her mouth.

She bit her fingertips and quickly wrote a few lines on the sword with blood beads.The blood quickly seeped into the sword surface and disappeared.

If something unexpected happened to her today, then she must make arrangements for her own affairs.

These few words are her last words.

Ying Baoyue patted the sword face lightly, "If I don't come back, remember to bring these few words to Master, okay?"

After saying this, Ying Baoyue's eyes were a little dazed.

It turned out that she had left a last word nine years ago.

So before she died eight years ago, did she leave any last words?
That's right, if she knew she was going to die, then she would definitely make arrangements in advance, unless she died suddenly.

Looks like I'll have to look into it later.

Ying Baoyue gathered herself together, walked out of the bedroom with a sword in hand, and came to the yard.

Walking to the center of the courtyard, she tapped her toes, flying sand and rocks, and the ground in the courtyard instantly leveled off, not even a single stone was seen.

A flat open space is like a blank sheet of paper.

Ying Baoyue looked down at the white paper, adjusted his breath for a moment, and closed his eyes.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered that she and Murong Yin were standing opposite each other on Yunshou Peak back then.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Ying Baoyue was very glad that she still remembered everything she saw that day.

Memories so far.

The next moment, Ying Baoyue opened her eyes and held the sword in one hand, pointing down.

The other hand held the blade with his bare hand.

Ticking blood seeped from her fingers, left along the blade, gathered at the tip of the sword, and dripped to the ground.

The blood that flowed to the ground did not gather into a pool, but instead spread out one by one, like a trickle.

Ying Baoyue's face was a little pale, and she quietly looked at the blood on the ground, holding her breath and concentrating.

Under her control, the blood flowed slowly on the ground, drawing complex bloody patterns.

About a quarter of an hour after her blood flowed, the formation on the ground was completed.

Ying Baoyue was a little dizzy, her body swayed, and she struck the ground with her sword.

At this time, there was a cautious knock on the door not far away, and it came from the direction of the kitchen.

"Sister... I'm done eating."

The little boy's voice was a little frightened, wondering if he was afraid of being locked up here by her for the rest of his life.

Ying Baoyue smiled, "Okay, I'll come right away."

She put the sword back into its sheath, hung it on the head of the bed again, and then opened the door of the kitchen.

Little Li Ji was holding an empty bowl, and looked at her with big eyes.

"Come on," Ying Baoyue held out a hand to him, "I'm ready."

Wei Liang's little hand held her, "Ready...what?"

"It's nothing." Ying Baoyue led him into the yard, walked to the center of the formation, and asked him to stand still, then she took a step back.

"elder sister?"

There was a bright red light on the ground, Xiao Li Ji obviously sensed something was wrong and became scared.

"Don't be afraid," Ying Baoyue smiled at him, "If you are afraid, just close your eyes."

"I promise, you'll be fine."

Because I will protect you.

Will protect you no matter what happens.

After saying this, she stretched out her hand and tapped her temple lightly.

(End of this chapter)