Chapter 151 We are truly in love!
Jian Yue was unhappy at the time. He said, "Five million? What do you think of me? The young master gave me a job and showed me a great favor!"
Ji Huaisheng endured it for a while, and finally said: "Then I'll pay more!"
Jian Yue: "Who do you take me for?!"
After a moment's silence.
Jian Yue looked up at him and asked, "How much?"
Ji Huaisheng slammed the table loudly: "You! How could you do this? My uncle has been so kind to you!!"
Jian Yue: “…”
This guy is as smart as a scripture, but he is not happy with the price he offered!
Looking at Ji Huaisheng opposite him, Jian Yue said, "It's because your kindness is as heavy as a mountain. Now there is no place that doesn't make money here, so I have to get more from you, so that I can reduce the burden on the young master."
Now he felt that Ji Huaisheng was the crazy person around him.
Ji Huaisheng said: "Do you know how rich my uncle is? You have no idea about his financial resources. It's just five million. How could he be short of such a small amount of money?"
Jian Yue had an expression on his face that said, "Since you already know everything, why are you asking me?" He said, "Since he doesn't need any, why would I need yours?"
Ji Huaisheng: “…”
I was so angry that I couldn't speak.
Jian Yue was a little tired. Seeing Ji Huaisheng jumping up and down, he simply confessed. He said, "Don't worry, your uncle and I have nothing in common. Even if I really have feelings for him, if he doesn't have me in his heart, do you think I can force him?"
This is what Ji Huaisheng is worried about!
It would have been fine if I hadn't mentioned it, but once I did, my heart was finally hanging in the balance!
It would be fine if he talked about others, but when had his uncle ever taken care of or served anyone? But when he was with Jian Yue, he was ordering food and carrying clothes for others. If you didn't know, you would think his uncle was the housekeeper!
Ji Huaisheng said: "You, you are not suitable for him."
Jian Yue said, "What's inappropriate about that? Are you going to tell me something about the separation between humans and dolls? Come on, it's the 21st century now, why are you still playing with the story of humans and demons taking different paths? It's too old-fashioned, novels don't do that anymore!"
Ji Huaisheng:!
There are so many flaws in this passage that he doesn't even know where to start!
"You, how do you know..." Ji Huaisheng was a little stuttering.
Jian Yue said, "That's not the point. The point is that if that's what you're worried about, you don't have to worry about it anymore. But you still have to give me the five million. This is my mental damages because I was almost killed by your illegitimate fans on the cruise ship. There's also an earthquake in the town right now. These are all work-related injuries, you know?"
Ji Huaisheng finally regained some of his intelligence and said, "You are my uncle's housekeeper now. You should ask my uncle for compensation for work-related injury losses."
Jian Yue shook his head and said, "How can that be possible? His money is my money. If he gives it to me, it's like I'm giving myself money. I don't feel any sense of accomplishment at all!"
Ji Huaisheng: “…”
Did he remember it wrong? Aren’t they still together? ! !
Ji Huaisheng admired Jian Yue's mysterious self-confidence.
Jian Yue got bored after sitting here for a while, and even felt that Ji Huaisheng was delaying his work. He said, "You don't have anything else to do, right? If not, I can leave."
Ji Huaisheng quickly called out to him: "Wait."
Jian Yue looked back, and Ji Huaisheng finally stood up. He had always been indifferent to Jian Yue, but now, he looked at Jian Yue and said, "You think... too simply. My uncle has a lot on his shoulders. I want to help him, but I really can't do anything."
After he said that, Jian Yue became interested.
Jian Yue sat down and said to him, “How would I know if you told me.”
Ji Huaisheng still had an expression that said you don’t understand at all.
Jian Yue said bluntly: "You can't share the burden for him, but that doesn't mean others can't. What you are doing now is tantamount to not letting others go even though you can't do it yourself."
Ji Huaisheng said without thinking: "Not only me, but no one else can do it!"
…
The air was silent for a moment.
Ji Huaisheng sat back in his chair as if all his strength had been drained away.
*
late at night.
There were footsteps in the silent house.
The Wood-Worship Festival was still going on outside, but the Ji family's old house was utterly silent. The quiet moonlight poured down, casting a clear night sky inside the room.
Jian Yue did not return to his room.
From time to time, one could see some servants from the old houses on the road. They were all wearing long gowns. When they met Jian Yue, they would ask him the way and show him the way.
"Master..." Jian Yue thought for a moment and changed his words: "Where is your senior brother?"
The puppets took turns showing him the way.
Jian Yue walked along the road to the old house of Ji's family. The moonlight was cold and quiet. He walked all the way to the backyard of Ji's family. This was the place where Ji's family used to make clothes for the puppets and learn skills.
When approaching.
Jian Yue heard a voice from inside. It was the stiff voice of a little wooden puppet. It said, "Master, when will you come back? I have finished building the blocks."
Ji Huaiyu said: "Just try a few more times, and when you get better, you can come back."
The puppet nodded obediently.
Ji Huaiyu sat on the chair and let it go back. When he looked at the door, he saw a person standing at the door. The light in the room made the person's shadow very long.
Jian Yue said, "The play I loved to watch was over, and I thought the young master might be able to use me, so I came back first."
Ji Huaiyu said, "Does it look good?"
Jian Yue smiled and said, "I haven't finished reading it. I haven't read it much since you left."
Ji Huaiyu was silent for a moment. He was tall, and his handsome features were half hidden in the shadows as he sat by the window. He said, "Since you don't like watching, go back and have a rest."
Jian Yue said: "What about you?"
Ji Huaiyu said: "I still have some things to do."
"What are you busy with?" Jian Yue said, "Busy with healing, right?"
Ji Huaiyu looked up at him with a little surprise. Jian Yue walked in directly. There was a faint smell of blood in the room. He walked over and saw a brush in front of Ji Huaiyu's desk. On the inkstone not far away was ink, black ink mixed with a little red.
Jian Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the inkstone and said, "Ji Huaisheng told me that puppets are not made to last forever after just one dot. They always need to be replenished with souls after a period of time, otherwise they will slowly die and decay."
But all the puppets of the Ji family are fine.
For hundreds and thousands of years, each of them has stayed here well, able to talk and reminisce. After the accident many years ago, their owner is long gone, but they still stay in the house, as if they just took a nap, waiting for their owner to come back.
There are no broken puppets, every one of them is in good condition.
Jian Yue said: "Master, you have been adding highlights to them, right?"
There was silence in the room for a moment.
Ji Huaiyu's face was calm. He looked up at Jian Yue, his handsome features showing a bit of seriousness. He said, "I am their senior brother."
When Jian Yue got this answer, he felt mixed emotions.
There is actually no suspense.
The captain said that the owner of the cruise ship was Ji Huaiyu, who would return to the town almost every few years. Ji Huaiyu was the king of all puppets, and his blood could give soul to any puppet.
Jian Yue and Ji Huaiyu looked at each other.
Ji Huaiyu also looked at him calmly and said, "You can say whatever you want to say."
Ordinary people would probably be scared.
Who can easily accept such a thing? Puppets and puppetry, stained with blood, and strange magic. Even the people you are facing are not human.
But Jian Yue just looked at him like this, his eyes looking at him, and whispered: "Does it hurt?"
Ji Huaiyu paused as he placed his hand on the armrest of the chair, then slowly said, "It doesn't hurt. Have you forgotten that puppets can't feel pain."
Jian Yue came closer and took Ji Huaiyu's hand. It was a pair of hands with distinct joints, and looked broad and strong. Turning his fingers over, he could see the wounds on the fingertips. The bleeding had stopped, but Jian Yue was used to seeing wounds. He could tell at a glance that although it was only a wound on the fingertips, the wound was very deep.
The hand he was holding Ji Huaiyu was shaking slightly.
Jian Yue said, "You're lying. You said you wouldn't feel pain when you're injured, but Ji Huaisheng told me that the soul-energizing technique uses the blood from the heart, so even a puppet would feel pain."
Ji Huaiyu frowned slightly.
Wondering why that boy told everything to others?
In fact, Ji Huaisheng was indeed wronged. He didn't say anything. It was mainly thanks to Jian Yue's high comprehension that he basically guessed everything.
Seeing Jian Yue frowning and looking at his wound, Ji Huaiyu said, "These have no effect on me. I am a wood spirit born from the spiritual veins of the mountain. As long as this mountain exists, I will have an endless supply of souls. I just add some eyes to them. It's a matter of convenience."
Jian Yue still frowned.
Ji Huaiyu had never thought that one day he would have to rack his brains to explain to others for fear of upsetting them. When they were in the mountains before, he was a senior brother and his fellow disciples were very respectful of him. He said what he meant. Later, when he started his own business, his subordinates were afraid of his methods and dared not act rashly.
It's been a long time.
Or never.
Ji Huaiyu felt this kind of unspeakable feeling, and he finally sighed softly and said, "It's been so many years, isn't it all right?"
Most people would probably accept it after hearing this.
Jian Yue's eyes were round, and he always wore glasses with silver frames. When he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved and bright. But today, he looked at him like this, with a pair of eyes slightly red. He said, "Is it okay if it's always like this? I don't believe it."
Ji Huaiyu was silent for a moment.
It's always been like this, of course it won't be okay.
It's just that he's used to it, and so are other people. Because they're used to it, they assume that it's okay.
Jian Yue pulled him and said, "Let's go. I'll apply medicine for you."
Ji Huaiyu let him hold her hand and walk out of the house. The evening breeze outside was a little cool and blew past the two of them.
Jian Yue took Ji Huaiyu back to his lounge. Outside was the study and inside was the lounge. Last time his foot was injured, Ji Huaiyu applied medicine to his foot here, so he could remember where the medicine box was. He walked over, found the medicine box and walked to the table.
Ji Huaiyu sat there and watched him take out the medicine little by little, very carefully.
Jian Yue said: "It's this ointment, right? You used it on me."
Ji Huaiyu nodded: "Yes."
Jian Yue placed Ji Huaiyu's hand in his palm, spread the ointment evenly on it, and then applied it to his fingertips, acting very cautiously as if he was treating some treasure.
Ji Huaiyu said: "Don't be so careful, I won't feel much pain."
Jian Yue glared at him: "How can that be possible? It hurts me just looking at it!"
Ji Huaiyu watched him carefully applying ointment on his hands. Jian Yue's figure was clearly reflected in his dark eyes. He found it very novel, because since he became conscious, he knew that he was made of wood, and the people around him also knew it.
No one would treat him so carefully, and no one would treat him as a serious enemy just because he was injured.
Jian Yue said: "Is this okay?"
Ji Huaiyu said, "Okay."
Jian Yue smiled and said, "My cooking skills are pretty good. By the way, I have something to give you."
Ji Huaiyu didn't know what he wanted to show her, probably brought some delicious food from the market, or something he found interesting.
But Jian Yue took out a black sign from his pocket. It was the sign that he had earned with his hard-earned money from the hawker's stall. It was the sign that he used to pray for the puppets.
Jian Yue stood in front of Ji Huaiyu holding a wooden sign. He smiled shyly and said, "I thought that the Wood Festival is a festival for puppets, so you should also have a gift. I don't know what you like, but when you were at the stall, I saw that you seemed to like this sign very much. After you left, I learned from the stall owner how to engrave words."
Ji Huaiyu took the sign.
There were some crooked handwriting on the originally plain sign, but you could tell it was carved very carefully.
It says on it.
Ji Huaiyu, stay safe and healthy.
He looked at the words on the sign. Every stroke was carved by Jian Yue, and there were even faint traces of blood.
Ji Huaiyu asked: "Are you bleeding?"
Jian Yue smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Because didn't the mayor and the others say that this kind of blessing would be more effective if you use your own blood?"
Ji Huaiyu looked at him and said, "He lied to you."
Jian Yue was shocked: "Ah?!"
He didn't even have time to get angry.
Ji Huaiyu said: "The bloody wooden plaque will only work on puppets that share the same mindset as the puppet. It will have no effect on unfamiliar puppets."
Jian Yue asked curiously: "Then, what should we do? How can we be considered to have the same mind?"
He leaned down and looked at him curiously. The handsome and fair face was close to him. His eyes were full of worry for him, and his own figure was clearly reflected in them.
They were suddenly very close.
So close that they could smell each other's scent.
Ji Huaiyu smelled the light bamboo fragrance on Jian Yue's body. He looked up at him. Because he was a little hot after running around outside all night, his collar was open a few buttons. When the collar was slightly open, a small red mole was revealed inside.
It is like a red plum blossom blooming on the snow, clear and eye-catching.
It's like a bewitching spell.
When the person came closer, Jian Yue felt a strong force pulling his arm, and then, with a speed as if the world was spinning, he fell on the sofa, but someone protected his head from behind, and the man's tall body covered him.
Jian Yue opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and the next second his lips were covered by someone. It was a warm touch, and his lips and teeth were slowly eroded by Ji Huaiyu's breath. The whole world seemed to be filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms in an instant.
It was a strong yet gentle kiss.
When the kiss ended, there were even some red marks at the corners of his eyes due to lack of oxygen, and his tears were wiped away with rough fingertips.
Ji Huaiyu's voice was hoarse: "Does what you said before still count?"
Jian Yue was panting and was a little out of breath when he spoke. He was lacking oxygen and his brain was a little dazed: "What, what did you say?"
Ji Huaiyu held the back of his head with his palm, and the man's dark and deep eyes looked at Jian Yue: "You said you like me and want to be with me."
Jian Yue's mind went blank for a moment.
Did he say that?
When did you say that?
Because of this dazed look, in Ji Huaiyu's eyes it meant unwillingness. The man's eyes deepened, with some dangerous light in them.
Jian Yue only felt a slight pain in the back of his neck, but when he came to his senses and looked at Ji Huaiyu, the hand that was supporting the back of his neck loosened again. Ji Huaiyu was about to get up slowly, but was stopped halfway through.
Ji Huaiyu’s neck was hugged.
Jian Yue looked at him, his breath fell on Ji Huaiyu's face. He didn't know when his glasses had slipped off, and his pair of black eyes fully reflected Ji Huaiyu's figure. He said nothing, but raised his head gently and kissed Ji Huaiyu on the collarbone.
A very light kiss.
When it falls, it is full of ambiguity and warmth.
"Xiaoyu." His voice was gentle, and the warm breath fell on Ji Huaiyu's ears, itching, as if it fell directly on the tip of one's heart: "Are you not going to continue to communicate with each other?"
Just like fireworks exploding in an instant.
It makes people's brain lose rationality almost instantly.
Almost as soon as Jian Yue finished speaking, someone hugged his waist tightly. The next second, the world was spinning around him. He turned his face to the side, and his lips were blocked again.
The temperature in the silent room seemed to slowly rise in an instant.
I don’t know how long it took.
The things that were originally in order were now in disarray. Jian Yue hugged him tightly, as if this was the only way to have a fulcrum, but his strength was still too weak. He had no strength left, and he didn't know what time had passed on the clock on the wall.
Ji Huaiyu saw that he was tired and picked him up.
The door to the room opened and the bed sank deeply.
Because they had changed places, with the help of the light in the room, Ji Huaiyu's clothes had almost been torn open by Jian Yue, and he could see the wounds on his body more clearly.
a lot of.
Various wounds and scars.
As Jian Yue looked at them, he felt that just by looking at them, he seemed to be able to imagine how painful these scars would have been when they fell on a person.
He placed his arm on Ji Huaiyu's shoulder and gently stroked the scar.
Ji Huaiyu lowered his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips. He said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Didn't I tell you that puppets don't feel pain? I haven't really experienced that feeling."
Jian Yue said: "Then why are you frowning?"
Ji Huaiyu looked at the person under him, his voice a little hoarse: "Because you cried."
Jian Yue smiled softly with tears in his eyes. He hugged Ji Huaiyu tightly. The two of them hugged each other. He panted softly, leaned in his arms, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, if a puppet has a master and a related person, will it share the pain?"
Ji Huaiyu said: "This is one-sided. If the puppet eats the green grass with the blood of its master, it can resist and share the pain for its master, but the master will not be in danger."
Jian Yue asked: "Then the master will not be harmed in any way?"
Ji Huaiyu said: "Unless there are special circumstances, the master also eats the green grass, so the connection with the puppet can be cut off."
Jian Yue said: "So when the altar was in trouble, did your disciples all do the same thing?"
Ji Huaiyu nodded and said, "Because they don't want to implicate the people they care about."
Jian Yue finally understood: "So that's how it is. Did you survive like this back then?"
Ji Huaiyu shook his head: "I don't have any green grass on me. My mistress who took care of me didn't plant any for me. She said that no one is worthy of my entrusting my life to. I belong to myself."
Jian Yue looked at Ji Huaiyu and the scars on his body.
He thought.
Xiaoyu's master's wife must love him very much, just like her own child.
I want Xiaoyu to have her own life and hope.
But she didn't expect that after the collapse of her master's sect, the child she wanted to take care of would still take on the responsibility of supporting the Ji family, taking good care of the descendants of the Ji family and protecting the puppets left behind by her master's sect.
Jian Yue looked at Ji Huaiyu distressedly. He nestled in his arms and said softly, "You've done very well."
Ji Huaiyu held the person in his arms.
Jian Yue was really small, so small that he didn't even weigh much when I held him in my arms. But even with such a small weight, when I held him in my arms, I felt particularly satisfied and at peace like never before, as if owning him was like owning the whole world.
"Master's wife wants to protect you." Jian Yue said softly: "There are many bad people in this world. You must cherish your life, don't trust others easily, and don't sacrifice your life for others. We must all be fine..."
He is too sleepy.
So what I said was intermittent.
Ji Huaiyu listened quietly until the person in his arms fell asleep in his arms. He looked at the person nestled in his arms under the dim light in the room, gently leaned down, and placed a light kiss on Jian Yue's brow.
"You will be fine." He stroked Jian Yue's eyebrows with his rough fingertips, his eyes deep, and said slowly: "I promise."
*
next day
Early in the morning.
Jian Yue woke up.
My whole body ached, a familiar aches and pains. Even when I opened my eyes, I was stung by the glaring sunlight outside.
Jian Yue sat up slowly, and before he could say anything, he received a call.
The person on the other end of the line was Wang Wenwen. He said, "Butler Wang, I have checked the information about the miracle doctor and the people who died yesterday that you asked me to check. I have sent you the emails."
Jian Yue said: "Okay, let me take a look."
He opened the email directly, which contained the birthdays of these people.
really.
All the people I see are born in September, basically between the 10th and 20th, and all of them are men.
Sudden.
Jian Yue recalled that the original owner of his body seemed to have been born in September as well.
Therefore, the people selected by the miracle doctor all have certain qualifications.
In an instant.
Jian Yue called Wang Wenwen and said, "Check the birth dates of all the people who were transferred here from the entire crew. Hurry up."
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