Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 273 Weird
Not to mention how long the slender tree trunk can last, but it takes a lot of strength for the boy to maintain this posture, and he will fall if he is not careful.

The blurry green below may be just a low valley, or it may be an abyss.

One was a human life, and the other was Jiang Sheng who told him to keep an eye on him. Even if Qingjijiu didn't know that the boy accidentally saved Jiang Sheng, his first reaction was to bring the little boy.

But his calf was stabbed in the fight just now, and he couldn't jump down. The little boy was holding the tree trunk with his short arms, and he couldn't pull him up.

While hesitating, Qing Jijiu felt that the master's order was more important than an irrelevant person, and was about to turn back to find Jiang Sheng when he heard Jiang Sheng call him back.

Jiang Sheng looked at the boy, different from Furui Wubo who was out of age just now, at this moment the child's dark pupils were tinged with fear, and his immature face was tense.

A second later, Jiang Sheng tied the slightly wide sleeves in a knot, turned the cuffs from the outside to the inside, and untied the belt on the waist and tied it with the decorative rope on the skirt. .

Qingjijiu was even more frightened than the boy: "Girl, what are you going to do?"

"I'll do what you want."

Qiao Zhi was also frightened: "Shengsheng?"

Jiang Sheng kept moving: "I'll go down and carry him to the root of the tree trunk, Ji Jiu, and you pull us up again."

Qing Jijiu shook his head with difficulty: "No, girl..."

"It's too late to call for someone. You're injured, so you can't bring him up directly. I'm weak, and I can't pull you up even if I stand on it." Jiang Sheng said, removing all the extra decorations on his body. Neatly, he tied the simple safety rope he just made around his waist.

Qing Jijiu no longer cared about when Jiang Sheng knew he was injured, his mind was full of disapproval.

If the master knows, he is finished.

Qiao Zhi gritted her teeth: "Shengsheng, I'll go."

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "Cousin, I am lighter, no one knows how much weight the branches can bear."

She added: "Don't worry, taking a step back, even if I can't rescue people, Ji Jiu can at least use these belts to pull me up."

"So I'm safe."

Qiao Zhi bit her lip, almost biting her lower lip to bleed, but in the end she didn't stop Jiang Sheng, but also tore off the part of the skirt that could be used as a rope to increase Jiang Sheng's safety rope.

Qingjijiu knew that he couldn't stop him, so he tore his clothes into strips neatly.

It's a long story, but in fact their movements were extremely fast. In half a stick of incense, Jiang Sheng had already walked slowly along the boy while holding onto the almost vertical cliff.

Ignoring the pain of her palm being cut by the protruding rock, Jiang Sheng finally stepped on the root of the tree trunk. She squatted down carefully and touched it, ignoring the man-eating scene below as much as possible.

But dizziness still hit her in waves, her hands and feet were weak, and her head was a little dazed, as if she had returned to the time when the gazebo collapsed in front of her.

Seeing the boy looking at him with a pale face, Jiang Sheng forced himself to wake up: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

I don't know who is comforting.

The boy's lips moved, but no syllables came out.

The rope-like bondage around her waist and legs gave Jiang Sheng a sense of security. She tried her best to breathe steadily, and finally touched the boy with her fingertips.

He is shaking.

After realizing this, Jiang Sheng moved faster, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, don't move, the brothers and sisters above will pull us up."

The boy swallowed a little, and nodded slightly.

From fingertips, to forearms, to arms, Jiang Sheng finally hugged the boy.

Too late to be happy, she hurriedly sent a signal to the higher-ups to let them pull her up.

Suddenly, there was a "click", and the trunk broke from two-thirds of the way.

The feeling of sinking body made Jiang Sheng's heart sink an inch.

The branches are not completely broken, but are still struggling to support.

It seemed that someone was calling her from above, but the child in his arms was very quiet. Jiang Sheng leaned close to the branch and hugged her tightly with his legs.

She felt a little weird, but couldn't see the specific situation.Because I was afraid that the vibration of the sound would make the already fragile tree trunk worse, I didn't dare to shout loudly.

Waves of dizziness struck again, and Jiang Sheng wondered that she hadn't realized that she was afraid of heights before.She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the smell of blood came, and she managed to stay awake.

Just as Jiang Sheng turned her body and tried to look up, a hand half surrounded her.

It's not the strength of the rope, it's actually a hand, and you can still feel the strong forearm.

Jiang Sheng was a little dazed, with blue skirts in her line of sight and a familiar smell on the tip of her nose, but she didn't remember it in the confusion.

Jiang Sheng only felt light on her body, she subconsciously hugged the boy tightly, and after a while, she fell firmly to the ground.

Jiang Sheng barely opened his eyes, the face of the visitor changed from blurred to real.

The moment she saw Jiang Yan, she could still think wildly
——When Jiang Yan heard himself talking about Jinghe Temple yesterday, his attitude suddenly changed. Is it because he will come today?
She heard him calling her name softly and tremblingly.

He said something again, Jiang Sheng tried to hear it clearly, but his ears were buzzing.

The broad chest and arms surrounded her, but her consciousness became more and more hazy.

She was so tired and sleepy, she really wanted to sleep peacefully...

This is Jiang Sheng's last thought.

……

A few days after waking up again, Jiang Sheng saw Jiang Xian sitting beside his bed, and couldn't tell what was wrong.

She hurriedly called her sister, but Jiang Xian didn't hear it, and still didn't make a sound or move.

Jiang Sheng took a closer look, and saw that Jiang Xian was holding a snow-blue peace amulet in his hand, and his pale fingertips were stroking the golden embroidered lotus pattern on it.

Jiang Sheng blinked.

She didn't even know when she gave this peace talisman to her sister.

But for some reason, she didn't think about it, just smiled and said as usual: "This style looks good, I picked it carefully."

Jiang Xian ignored her, only looking in the direction of the lotus-colored curtain in front of him.

"It's the fifth day, Jiang Sheng."

she whispered.

Jiang Sheng blinked again, trying to ignore the weirdness.

My elder sister seldom calls her "Jiang Sheng" by her first and last name. When she was a child, she called her "little boy" with a little disgust. When she grows up, it's not easy to call her that in front of people. Occasionally, she will follow her grandfather to call her "Xiao Sheng"

But most of the time, they simply ignore the title and talk about things.

Jiang Sheng tilted his head and followed Jiang Xian's line of sight.

Inside the half-drawn curtain lay a girl quietly, with her long eyelashes slightly covering her closed eyes, her face was a little pale.

It was clearly a very beautiful face, but Jiang Sheng was terrified like a ghost, almost terrified!

The long eyebrows and curved eyes, including the tip of the nose and lips, are exactly the same as hers!

Jiang Sheng stared blankly at the scene in front of him, forgetting to react for a moment.

The one on the bed is her, so what about her?

What is she?
(End of this chapter)