Evil Bone Devourer

Chapter 228 Please save him
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Later, the scalded area formed a scar on the chest, which was not too big, and was as red as a flower bud, which was extremely dazzling.

Every time I see it, I remind myself that I have a mission and I should let it go.
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After I tidied up my appearance and returned to the main hall, Xuanhe's style of dealing with things is a bit different from mine. Whether you like to listen or not, you can say what you see, and he doesn’t need to ask you. When the other party sits in front of him and speaks directly, my words are simpler and easier to understand, while what he says is more profound, let people go home pondering.

Each teacher behind him has his own way of expressing the law. For example, the Hu family is more respected, the Huang family speaks quickly, and the snake and python speak less.

Xuanhe, a master in the world, also has his own methods, which have nothing to do with right or wrong, but just habits.

He is like a god standing on the clouds, he rarely contacts these common people on weekdays, and it is normal that he is not very good at communicating with them.

I stood aside and listened for a while, and Huanxi moved me a chair to sit down. Some people started crying before they could speak, saying that they felt very kind when they saw us, and felt very wronged.

But we have never met each other, and all dharmas come from the heart. Every time I see such a person, when she sobs with tears in her eyes, my heart feels like it has been severely gouged out, and the pain is suffocating.

All living beings are suffering, and all living beings are suffering. We try our best to help them, but we still can't do everything.

Today, Xuanhe is running very fast. Before closing the palace, he has already seen all the people in line. The boys cleaned up. I smiled and asked Xuanhe: "How does it feel?"

He was a little puzzled, and asked, "What does it feel like?"

"What's it like sitting here?"

Xuan He thought for a while and said: "I always thought that the only person who can really help you out of suffering is myself. I didn't expect that there are so many people who are confused, and it can be regarded as a lesson for me."

"You've worked hard today, let's go to Qiutingju! I'll treat you to dinner."

He laughed so happily that it made me a little dazed, why everyone looks so good-looking when they smile from the bottom of their hearts.

"Okay." He replied.

On the way back, Xuanhe asked me, "I'm a little surprised by your current attire, why are you thinking about changing your style?"

I looked down at the new black robe, with a fire phoenix embroidered with gold thread on it. It was grand, but it was a bit like a shroud.

"Is it like a ghost?"

He was amused by me, shook his head and said, "You look good in anything, it's just a little unexpected."

"White is not resistant to dirt. Sesame-sized stains can be seen clearly, but I don't want to be seen through right now."

"Are there still many people coming to make trouble recently?"

I nodded silently, I have it every day, and I am overwhelmed.

He sighed as expected, "I've seen him."

I stopped involuntarily, tried my best not to shake my body, put on a normal expression and asked, "How is he?"

He looked at me with deep eyes, and said, "You don't need to pretend with me, worrying is just worrying, why are you smirking like that?"

I held back my tears and shook my shoulders with a smile, "What am I worried about? I have nothing to worry about."

"He is not good."

I froze, not good
"How bad?" I asked.

"I felt the pulse, and it has stopped."

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, and my heart was so panicked that I couldn't touch it to the bottom, as if being pulled by a thin thread, it hurt like cutting flesh and blood.

How could it stop?

I anxiously tugged on Xuan He's sleeve, and said incoherently: "You and I both understand what's going on here, right? There are many times when our pulse stops, I remember one time I stopped for half an hour!
Do you see that I am not fine now?Right?

Or maybe the pulse was too weak, so you didn't feel it, right? "

I looked at him with my eyes wide open as much as possible, waiting for him to give me a reassurance, he pursed his lower lip and nodded with an expression of reluctance.

But this reassurance pill didn't calm down my heart, I immediately turned to leave, "I'll go find him."

Xuan He grabbed my wrist, "You can't go."

Immediately I couldn't control my emotions and shouted at him: "Why can't I go! Qiongsi can go, you can go, even Jinluan can go! Why can't I!
You tell tell me why I can't! ! ! "

After I yelled, I regretted it. What does this have to do with others?

There is anger in my heart and I have no place to vent it. Why am I angry at others? !

"Xuanhe, I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions well."

Xuanhe shook his head, and said softly: "Yinghe, I understand you.

But now in this situation, you can only choose one of two, do you want to help him guard the house, or do you want to look at him regardless?
If sensibility controls reason, then you can drop everything to see him and follow your heart.

If you control your sensibility rationally, in this period, if I said if, if there is any accident with him, others will definitely take this matter and hold you by the tail. If he dies, you are the murderer, even if you have nothing. did.

When the time comes, who will guard his home? "

I tried to keep my crying to a minimum, and even the sobs became minimal.

"I see, let's go! Go to dinner."

I want to guard the house for him, well, this is a decision from the bottom of my heart.

Xuan He is right, I can't be caught in the pigtails, and I can't give anyone a chance to attack me, but Yu Qiuting, fight hard, don't let me stay alone for too long.

I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on.
In a few months, Yu Chenglin will ask me for a child, where can I get him a grandson?

What should I do then? !
That night, Xuanhe and I exchanged glasses, only talking about Fengyue, and when we drank it, I dragged him to the old locust tree and dug out all the wine that Yu Qiuting had ordered buried under it. He was wearing a white robe and was not afraid of getting dirty. sat on the dirt with me.

Holding the wine jar, I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I hiccupped and asked Xuan He, "Are you listening?"

Xuan He's body shook, and his eyes instantly replied with clarity: "I'm not."

"You are, otherwise why did you burn Tingbai's portrait? If you were Tingbai, would I have to kneel down and call you an old ancestor?"

After finishing speaking, I put down the wine jar and got up to kneel, Xuanhe immediately supported me with a helpless expression, "Yinghe, you drank too much."

I waved my hands with drunken eyes, "Not much, old ancestor, do you have any secrets for living so long? You have so many bottles and cans of panacea, can you save Yu Qiuting, I beg you, kneel down Okay, you save him! Can you?"

Maybe it was because I cried so miserably at that time!
Xuan He's eye sockets were slightly moist, he nodded slightly, and said: "Okay, I will help you."
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(End of this chapter)