Chapter 177 Little Taoist, please let me go 14
When he opened his eyes again, the little golden bird found that he was wrapped in thick gauze, and even the wound on his ankle was wrapped with green herbs. The air was filled with a faint fragrance.
"Are you awake?"
The little golden bird looked up and saw a young man in a white Taoist robe. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his facial features were sharp yet delicate. However, his temperament was completely different, like a passing spring breeze, gentle and warm.
The little golden bird wanted to move its wings, but found that it was too weak to move. It could only open its eyes wide and watch the little Taoist priest walking towards it.
"Don't move, or the wound will tear."
His voice is very nice, with a youthful air.
The little golden bird's eyes were full of ignorance. Looking at the boy who was completely different from the two men, a faint warmth spread in his heart.
The young Taoist priest heard from his senior brother that sunlight helps wounds heal, so he took it out to bask in the sun.
But it was the hottest time of year, and the sun was scorching and terrifying.
The young Taoist priest placed it on the scorching ground and then lay down in the shade of the tree to sleep until the sun went down.
The little golden bird wanted to cry but had no tears. Its legs were wrapped in gauze and it could not move. It could only watch its flesh being roasted red.
Half an hour later, the little Taoist priest was attracted by the smell of meat and opened his eyes.
The little golden bird on the ground almost turned into a dried bird.
After its wounds healed, the little golden bird's feathers also transformed into pure gold, shining in the sky.
After Mr. Jin left, Jiang Zhi hid the bone knife in his mind and looked at Xiaobai with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.
"Let me ask you something."
Xiaobai had a vague premonition and guessed what Jiang Zhi was going to ask, so he nodded.
Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, his body trembling uncontrollably, his voice hoarse and bitter, "If I die, will those lives killed by Youchen be able to come back to life?"
When Jiang Zhi saw the trace of blood on his fingertips, this thought kept circling in his mind.
She was an outsider to this world, and the reason Youchen killed so many people was because the Buddha's light saved her. So, does her death mean that the influence on this world will disappear?
Xiaobai looked up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.
Seeing its reaction, Jiang Zhi knew that he had guessed right.
A trace of struggle flashed across Xiaobai's brows, but he finally nodded with difficulty and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "But if you sacrifice yourself, you can't be resurrected in this world, that big villain..."
Xiaobai didn't finish the rest of the words.
If the villain knew that the host died to pay for the sins he had committed, he would be overwhelmed by infinite self-blame and guilt and would go crazy!
The color drained from Jiang Zhi's face, and a weak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "It's better than going to hell."
Youchen, as a righteous monk, is bloodthirsty and has committed countless sins. He will not die a good death...
【Host...】
Xiaobai's eyes were already watery and full of heartache.
The host's life these years has not been any easier than that of the Lord God...
When it's late at night and everyone is asleep, the host will secretly hide in the quilt and cry until his tears flow into the pillow, forming a large puddle of water, and then he will fall asleep with a frown on his face.
It doesn't know why the host is crying, but it knows that the host must not be as happy as it looks.
A normal person, traveling between different worlds and doing tasks with no end in sight, would have gone crazy long ago.
Jiang Zhi guessed that its little head was thinking nonsense again, so he pinched its nose gently and said in a relaxed tone.
"I don't want to leave him alone, but there's no such thing as having the best of both worlds. Besides, how do you know he'll be sad? Maybe he'll be happy and celebrate with fireworks."
At this time, two noises were heard outside the door, breaking the sentimental situation between the two. Jiang Zhi guessed that it must be Youchen.
Sure enough, there was a slender figure standing outside the door, his tied hair was a little messy, his breathing was unstable, and his voice was trembling.
"Has Mr. Jin been here?"
Jiang Zhi didn't want to hide it from him and nodded obediently.
Youchen's mysterious gaze swept up and down, accurately grasping the red in Jiang Zhi's eyes.
"Are you crying?"
There was an unconcealable anger in his voice, as if he was going to settle the score with Mr. Jin in the next second.
Jiang Zhi grabbed his clothes in time, with a calming and gentle temperament, and a soft and seductive voice.
"I'm not crying, so don't go find him."
Old Jin didn't know what was going on, so she had to hold Li Chuan back.
Jiang Zhi was lying, how could Youchen not see it? An inexplicable depression was stuck in his heart, and he couldn't move his body.
You Chen was very dissatisfied with the fact that the little fox demon was covering up for Old Jin. He pressed the tip of his tongue hard against the soft flesh of her cheek and spoke in a cold and aggressive tone.
"Who are you trying to fool?"
Jiang Zhi's petite body shrank suddenly, and her eyes were watery as she looked at Youchen, as if she was frightened.
"I...I didn't lie to you..."
The little fox demon's voice had no natural charm, but it was like a pool of clear spring water, quenching his surging restlessness.
Youchen sighed softly, and regret flashed in his narrow eyes. The uncontrollable temper made him frightened and panicked.
He lowered his head, like a proud lion surrendering to a delicate little fox demon.
"Okay, today is the Yueyang City Lantern Festival. I'll take you out to play."
Lantern Festival?
Jiang Zhi suddenly looked up, his clear eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, and his tone was full of anticipation and joy. "Really? You want to take me out to play?"
Glancing at the little fox demon's excited look, Youchen hummed lightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
The annual Lantern Festival is naturally very lively.
The ten-mile-long street is hung with colorful lanterns, as dazzling as the heavenly palace.
On the river, thousands of candle lights floated away into the distance along the current.
On the shore, two figures snuggled under a willow tree, embracing each other in the hazy night, oblivious to the surroundings.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Zhi followed Youchen's gaze and saw that the two figures had already rolled into the dense grass.
"Nothing...nothing."
Youchen suddenly withdrew his gaze, and his steps became a little messy.
Jiang Zhi saw that the tips of his ears turned red...
"Hey, wait for me."
Jiang Zhi smiled like a kitten stealing some meat and followed Youchen's steps.
It was time for the Oiran parade, and the long street was visibly crowded.
Afraid of being separated by the crowd, Jiang Zhi subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the person next to her.
"You're just a little fox demon, and you're afraid of strangers?"
You Chen leaned down and whispered in Jiang Zhi's ear.
Jiang Zhi shook his head in confusion. "I'm not afraid. I'm just afraid of getting lost."
The next second, a large hand with distinct joints tightly grasped the wrist, and the scorching heat spread from the fingertips to the skin.
Youchen's hot breath sprayed to the tip of his ear, his voice was low and smiling
"I'm afraid."
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