Chapter 11
Qiu Lian slowly took out a pair of exquisite silver-rimmed glasses from his windbreaker pocket and placed them elegantly on his nose.
Then, he casually draped his wet windbreaker over the rough railing of the cabin and carefully tucked his muddy white shirt into his fitted flared jeans.
In an instant, the crazy fighter disappeared, replaced by an elegant and intelligent woman.
Ji Dongzang lay on the ground, looking at Qiu Lian, who looked like a completely different person, and pulled the corners of his swollen mouth.
She had seen many people pretending to be crazy in her life, but Qiu Lian was definitely the first one who could play the role of a "madman" so... decently and elegantly.
Just as Ji Dongzang was about to lie down and catch his breath, a half-human, half-insect alien creature approached him silently.
It has a bloated torso and four overly thin, dead branch-like appendages, barely outlining a distorted humanoid outline.
The monster grabbed Ji Dongzang's arm without saying a word and dragged her all the way to the steps of the wooden house as if she were a lifeless trophy.
Collapsing on the cold wooden steps, Ji Dongzang finally got a clear look at the "porter's" true appearance. Its inhuman form was clearly a mutant form of some insect.
The insect-like creature picked up the broom leaning against the corner and began to sweep the fallen leaves and dust around the wooden house.
The giant cheetah from before was now as docile as a big cat. It was lying at Qiu Lian's feet, purring loudly and contentedly.
This picture.
There is a hint of speechless everydayness in the weirdness.
It's a picture of a warm family with a master, a nanny, and a pet.
Ji Dongzang closed his eyes tiredly and said hoarsely to Qiu Lian who was leaning against the door frame, "I want to leave."
Hearing this, Qiu Lian glanced thoughtfully at Ji Dongzang's legs covered in mud, and said in a flat tone: "The legs are on your body."
Ji Dongzang felt a sweet taste in his throat and was almost vomited blood on the spot because of these frivolous words.
She suspected that she had really suffered internal injuries from this crazy woman.
"My hand hurts." She held onto the rough wooden railing and tried to stand up. The sharp pain in her wrist made her gasp. "Is there any pain-relieving spray or ointment?"
Qiu Lian pushed up his silver-rimmed glasses, his gaze behind the lenses remaining calm. "Pain keeps us awake, and scars are the medals of a fighter."
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
Ji Dongzang held his forehead in pain.
If she wasn't so hungry that her chest was sticking to her back and her whole body was in pain, she really wanted to pounce on this guy who was full of nonsense and fight for another three hundred rounds!
"I'm hungry." She finally gave up communicating and squeezed out the simplest request from between her teeth.
"Well," Qiu Lian finally showed some human touch, turned around and took out a paper bag from the house, "Eat some bread first."
…
After a few bites of dry and hard bread, his overdrawn physical strength could no longer support him.
Almost the moment Ji Dongzang touched the bed, his consciousness sank into endless darkness. He didn't even care about the dirt on his face and body. He fell directly on Qiu Lian's relatively clean bed and fell asleep.
When Qiu Lian finished washing up and returned to the room, he saw Ji Dongzang, who looked like a mud monkey, occupying his bed and sleeping soundly.
Qiu Lian's brows were furrowed almost imperceptibly.
If Ji Dongzang once complained that the fox had no sense of boundaries, then the scene before him was undoubtedly the ultimate manifestation of the collapse of boundaries.
Qiu Lian walked forward expressionlessly, and with quick but ungentle movements, he stripped off Ji Dongzang's torn clothes that were covered in mud and grass debris, and put a clean cotton long T-shirt on her.
Then she quickly changed into comfortable pajamas by the bed.
Then, this elegant yet violent woman did something even more shocking.
She ignored the narrowness of the bed, directly lifted the quilt, squeezed onto the single bed which was not wide to begin with, and lay down next to the sleeping Ji Dongzang.
The sun rises.
In the wooden house, the two women who had just been fighting each other to the death and were bruised and battered, now fell into a deep sleep.
The huge cheetah had followed in at some point, its huge body curled up beside the stool leg at the foot of the bed, and a regular and loud "gurgling" sound came out of its throat, like a natural white noise generator to help people sleep.
No one could have predicted it.
The two people who were fighting with fists and feet and wanted to tear each other to pieces just a moment ago, are now so strangely... sleeping on the same bed.
Ji Dongzang was awakened by a solid punch.
That’s right, it was Qiu Lian, the crazy woman who had climbed onto her bed at some point and appeared serious on the surface.
This guy is extremely restless even when sleeping, and he is still practicing martial arts in his dreams.
Ji Dongzang covered his numb cheeks, with new hatred mixed with old grudges, and he almost fought back on the spot.
But when she thought of the endless troubles that would come from provoking a madman, she forced herself to suppress her anger.
Even when she found herself stripped down to her underwear and given clean clothes, she remained remarkably calm, with only the corners of her mouth twitching.
She quietly took a set of spare clothes that looked pretty neat from Qiu Lian's closet.
His eyes swept across the corner of the wall, and saw a weapon.
Grasp!
This is the lowest and most evil of the eighteen weapons: "swords, spears, halberds, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks, halberds, spears, sticks, whips, maces, hammers and claws."
This thing is not known for its lethality, but it specializes in attacking the lower three routes. Its moves are insidious and tricky, and it does not injure people seriously, but it is extremely humiliating and causes people to suffer extremely ugly injuries.
Decent people think it is a loss of face and are ashamed to use it.
Only a perverted lunatic like Qiu Lian would collect and play with such things.
The situation is pressing.
Ji Dongzang currently has no weapons in his hand. After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to take these two punches in exchange for a handy weapon. It was barely worth it!
Before leaving, she didn't forget to put the bag of bread Qiu Lian had given her yesterday into her arms. Just consider it as compensation for mental damage and medical expenses!
Jianghu person Ji Dongzang said: Eating and taking at the same time is just the basic operation for survival in troubled times, it is not shameful.
Unable to find her way back, she set her sights on the giant cheetah sleeping soundly under the stool leg.
After some tricks, I finally tricked it out of the cabin.
At this moment, Ji Dongzang was sitting comfortably on the cheetah's broad and warm back.
He ate the bread in one hand and casually placed the other hand in the leopard's fur, enjoying the remaining warmth of the sunset.
A man and a leopard walked through the deepening dusk.
After many twists and turns, it was almost dark when Ji Dongzang saw the outline of his familiar courtyard in the distance.
…
After sending the cheetah away, Ji Dongzang, the "cheetah dealer", said to it in a sullen tone, "Come and play often, and treat this place as your home!"
The words are full of evil intentions to take someone else's possession.
Unfortunately, this temporary mount only patrolled the yard once, sniffed a few corners, and then disappeared into the woods, wagging its tail without looking back.
When leaving, he even almost took away a useless ragdoll cat that was eager to move towards his back.
After returning to the quiet courtyard, Ji Dongzang walked around inside and outside.
Jiang Zhijian, Bai Jing, and An Yu were nowhere to be seen. It was unclear whether they had left or gone out. However, the yard was kept clean and tidy.
The boss was very satisfied with this. As for rewarding the snail girl for her hard work? Well...
After a short rest, he sprayed medicine on the injured area.
Ji Dongzang's attention shifted to the animals in the yard.
She observed carefully and found that some changes were quietly taking place: the claws of some animals, which were originally short and clumsy, seemed to have gaps between the fingers, and the knuckles were slightly elongated. They were no longer tightly squeezed together as before, and their flexibility seemed to have improved.
As for their limbs, the overall proportions are also subtly adjusted, appearing more slender than before.
Although it is slow, there is no doubt that these animals are changing their forms bit by bit and evolving in a certain direction.
Ji Dongzang sat cross-legged among a group of animals, playing with the unique weapon "Claw" she had just obtained from Qiu Lian. She was thinking about how to use it to fully realize its essence of "humiliation rather than lethality."
Just then, the roar of a car engine came from far away and finally stopped outside the courtyard gate.
Then came the sound of women talking and footsteps, sounding a little tired and labored.
Ji Dongzang turned around and saw three familiar but slightly embarrassed figures appear at the gate of the courtyard.
It was Jiang Zhijian, Bai Jing and An Yu.
The three of them were grunting and carrying and dragging a few bags, moving forward with difficulty.
The sky was already as dark as ink. In the dim light, Ji Dongzang couldn't see clearly what they were dragging in their hands even with his eyes narrowed.
All that could be heard was the sharp sound of metal collision, "ding-ling-clang" and "crackling", which continued to sound as they moved, and was particularly abrupt in the silent yard.
Ji Dongzang raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously, "Where have you been? No one is looking after the house. What if my private property is lost?"
Jiang Zhijian?
White mirror?
An Yu?
"Meow~"
Just as Ji Dongzang was questioning the three people, two big furry heads, one on the left and one on the right, rubbed against her gently with a cautious and flattering look.
It was the black cat that she had scolded for "deserting at the critical moment" and the red-tailed fox that had "no sense of boundaries".
Bai Jing put down the heavy bag on his shoulder and interrupted at the right moment, breaking the slightly tense atmosphere. "It was them. They suddenly came back in the middle of the night yesterday, barking and jumping at us, gesturing with their claws and pulling at us, running around in panic. The meaning was obvious. Something happened to you, and they were calling for help, urging us to save you quickly."
Jiang Zhijian took a breath and added, "But it was pitch black outside. It was too dangerous to go into the mountains rashly. We could only wait until dawn, first find a way to search for some handy weapons outside, and then rush to rescue you."
"The result." An Yu wiped the sweat off his face and pointed at the heavy package on the ground. "We just dragged the weapons we found back and found you sitting here."
She looked at Ji Dongzang, "So... what they said is true? Are you really in trouble?"
Ji Dongzang nodded to them first and said, "Yes, there was a small problem."
She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her face.
"But it's okay now." He secretly thanked his lucky stars that the dim sky was a perfect cover.
Ji Dongzang raised his hand impatiently and casually swatted away the two furry heads that were still rubbing against him. He said with a tone of disdain, "Running away from the battlefield! Useless thing!"
The cat and the fox seemed to understand what was going on, and immediately started howling "woof" and "meow" at the situation. Their voices intertwined, and it was unclear whether they were trying to shirk responsibility or defend themselves...
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