Why not save
The head of the Jiang family closed his eyes, smiled slightly, turned down Jiang Yunshu's sleeves, and let go of his hand.
Jiang Yunshu withdrew his hand, and the blood-red lines on the back of his hand and even on his arm disappeared in an instant.
"How is it?" The head of the Jiang family looked at her with a smile and asked.
Jiang Yunshu hummed, and said, "There are quite a few."
At least it's not like before where you can clearly feel the health bar dropping after just one use.
The Jiang family patriarch nodded slightly, stood up, and said with a faint smile: "This place has been cleaned and tidied up. You can go back to that room later, or go out for a walk."
Jiang Yunshu nodded.
After a pause, she seemed to suddenly remember something and asked hurriedly, "Master, where is that person?"
The Jiang family patriarch was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he realized, "He ran away, we didn't find him."
Jiang Yunshu fell silent. In that situation, how could he have escaped?
As if he could read her thoughts, the Jiang family head smiled and said, "Not surprising. That's the Zhao family's secret method, 'inviting the gods,' asking the enshrined ancestors to descend and help."
"Offering?" Jiang Yunshu asked in a daze.
The Jiang family patriarch nodded and said, "Death is not the end, nor does it mean extinction."
Jiang Yunshu nodded, she had no problem.
The head of the Jiang family smiled at her, turned and walked out the door.
I watched him leave, and then two more people brought in the food.
Jiang Yunshu got out of bed, washed and cleaned up, then went to the table to eat. After taking a few bites, she pushed the bowl away and picked up the milk to drink.
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Since no one came to look for him, Jiang Yunshu wandered around the ancestral land for a few days. Most of the time, he stayed at the foot of a small hill at the back where few people came, looking at the sky and the earth, in a daze.
Five years later, she was now able to calm down briefly like this, look at the world and the people, and tolerate doing nothing.
I won't be pacing around the room all day like I did five years ago.
The mountains are spacious, quiet and pleasant. The birds are half wild and half free-range. They are not afraid of people and often land not far from Jiang Yunshu.
Only this time did Jiang Yunshu come to these places and realize that there were ducks in the lake that he saw from the upstairs window.
The ducks would come out in the early morning, and children passing by with bread would give them some. When the sun came out, the ducks and swans would return to the water.
When Jiang Yunshu goes out in the morning, he will also bring some bread to feed the ducks.
Both the man and the duck were very alert. One broke off a piece of bread and threw it out, while the other quickly approached, ate it, and then retreated.
Jiang Yunshu used the extra bread to feed the fish or the birds that fell from the trees.
After finishing the bread in his hand, Jiang Yunshu went to the shade at the foot of the hill to escape the heat. Sometimes he would encounter cats, dogs and horses out for a walk.
The more sturdy cats would bring fish from the lake as a snack, and the dogs would bark at her timidly but fiercely.
The horse would wag its tail and slowly circle around her twice, sniffing her. Before the horse opened its mouth to bite her hair and clothes, Jiang Yunshu would stand up and move away from it.
This place is far away from the world, quiet and undisturbed, and the years are peaceful.
At noon when the sun was at its brightest, Jiang Yunshu went back home in a plain white robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella.
After lunch, I read for a while and then took a nap.
After waking up from her nap, she would take her book and go out to see people. She would stand in the high attic or on the mountain, sometimes looking at what the people below were doing, and sometimes reading for a while.
It feels good to not have to think about anything.
As the sun sets, the bright orange light covers the entire sky and earth, and Jiang Yunshu gets up and goes back.
They wouldn't let her go out alone at night.
After dinner, Jiang Yunshu would either take people for a walk or go to the terrace to get some fresh air, and then go back to the room to watch the night view and go to sleep.
Jiang Yunshu felt the peace and happiness, but she was also a little worried.
The fact that she can feel happiness and satisfaction so easily, does it mean that she is still easily shaken by the outside world?
Everything is illusory and can be shattered at any time. How should she deal with the troubles in the world then?
Could she really indulge in these illusions?
How to feel at ease...?
So, when she was in the mountains, she studied her "Teng Snake" mark.
This thing will still cause damage to her body, but compared to before, it seems like it has some new energy supply and absorbs much less nutrients from her body.
They said she was lucky, she didn't know whether she was lucky or not, but judging by the facts, she felt that this thing was a bit like a parasite.
Within two days, Jiang Yunshu found two very practical and cost-effective skills for this thing——
"Scare" and "deterrence".
After finding it, Jiang Yunshu didn't practice. No matter how proficient she was with it, she would have to pay it back every time she used it, so she couldn't bear to use it.
She doesn't want to die yet, who would risk their life to feed this thing...
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In the attic in the afternoon.
Tired of the scenery here, Jiang Yunshu turned around and was about to leave.
"Da, da, da..."
Seven or eight young men in white clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, slowly walked up the stairs below and stopped quietly on the first floor of the attic.
Jiang Yunshu paused for a moment and walked past them towards the stairs.
A hand suddenly appeared in front of her.
Jiang Yunshu stopped and glanced sideways at the young men next to him. Only then did he notice that they had half-smiles and playful expressions on their faces.
Jiang Yunshu withdrew his gaze without any reaction, moved his feet, walked around the arm, and continued walking towards the stairs.
The young man suddenly raised his eyebrows, said "Hey" softly, and turned towards her.
A series of figures in white blocked the way ahead. Jiang Yunshu looked around and saw seven or eight young men walking slowly around her.
"What's up?"
Jiang Yunshu looked calmly and indifferently at the girl who walked in front of her, and asked in a light voice.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in white had a noble look between her eyebrows and a slightly raised mouth that revealed pride, but her eyes as she stared at Jiang Yunshu were full of cold resentment.
Jiang Yunshu felt strange in his heart, but his face remained calm and indifferent, looking at her without avoiding or avoiding her.
"Ha..." The girl chuckled mockingly. She moved closer to Jiang Yunshu and asked, "Don't you know me?"
"Do I know you...?" Jiang Yunshu thought to himself without saying anything.
The girl instantly exploded in anger, her beautiful and delicate face twisted and distorted, her eyes instantly filled with hatred and rage. She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth, "Okay, okay, you're just forgetting about the person who killed me..."
Jiang Yunshu suddenly interrupted her, "Did I kill him?"
What?
Jiang Anran was stunned when he heard this, then stared at her angrily, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces, and said angrily: "Of course it's you! If it weren't for you, how could she die?!"
Jiang Yunshu was speechless. He looked at her calmly and asked, "Was it me who killed her?"
Looking at those dark eyes that allowed no light to penetrate, Jiang Anran's body suddenly froze.
Jiang Yunshu's eyes are really strange. They are both dark-colored, but they look nothing like anyone else in the Jiang family.
Being stared at silently by this pair of strange eyes, the furious Jiang Anran felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over him from head to toe. He couldn't help but feel cold all over, as if he was facing some inhuman, strange and ruthless creature.
"Get out of the way."
A cold and indifferent voice suddenly exploded in my ears.
Jiang Anran's body trembled slightly. Ten years of hatred had not been resolved, and suppressing frustration was like adding fuel to the fire. She immediately became more angry and resentful:
"Of course it's you! It's you who killed her! It's you who killed her!!!"
"So many people died because of you. Why did you forget? Why didn't you know? Why can you do it without paying any price?!"
Jiang Anran sneered, "He's nothing more than a misjudged waste, a fake, enjoying things that don't belong to him, easily deciding the life and death of others, and he hasn't repented even after being kicked out for so many years—"
Her eyes were filled with hatred, her face twisted and twitching slightly. "It's time for you, the drowning dog, who was taken back because of pity, to pay with blood!!!"
"People who are immersed in their own world..." Jiang Yunshu sighed in his heart.
She didn't say it, but she could tell that the person in front of her must have suffered a lot of trauma back then.
Maybe it was because I witnessed someone's death, received a silent warning, and have been tortured by the memory for so many years.
It's quite miserable...
As long as it doesn't affect her.
"What do you want?"
Jiang Yunshu asked calmly.
Jiang Anran stared at her, his resentful eyes tracing her calm facial features.
What do you want? What do you want?
Jiang Anran wanted to tear her calm face apart! Jiang Anran wanted to trample her damn calmness under his feet and stomp her into the mud! Jiang Anran wanted to let despair be wantonly destroyed in her eyes!!!
Why, why, why, why, why, even in this situation, she still looks so calm, indifferent, and indifferent to everything?!
Is she worthy? She is just a piece of trash who was mistakenly identified!
More useless trash than the garbage thrown out of the ancestral land!!
Do you think that returning to your homeland can bring you back to the past?
Don’t even think about it! Don’t even think about it!
Jiang Anran suddenly laughed out loud.
She turned her head suddenly, grabbed a person's hair, dragged him over and threw him in front of Jiang Yunshu, laughing crazily:
"Look, look—you volunteered to be my dog, and he sold you without hesitation."
"Jiang Yunshu."
Jiang Anran gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words filled with resentment and hatred, then laughed heartily, "Haha, your family, who have been with you for ten years, hates you so much, tell me, are you hateful and ridiculous!"
Jiang Yunshu lowered his eyes and looked at the figure in white who fell in front of his toes.
The young man in white had messy hair and his hands were on the ground. He raised a familiar face with a hideous and distorted expression. He stared at Jiang Yunshu intently, and his hoarse voice was filled with hatred and resentment.
"Jiang Yunshu, you deserve to die."
It’s Jiang Shuangli.
Jiang Shuangli, who had left home and come to his ancestral land during those days, happened to escape the crisis that night.
"Why didn't you save them? Why didn't you save them?!!"
Jiang Shuangli screamed madly, "You obviously have the ability, why don't you save them? You obviously can save them! They are so good to you, why don't you save them? Why don't you save them!"
"Why are you still alive? Why are you alive? What right do you have to live—"
"Go to hell!!!"
"Go to hell, go to hell..." The young men in white suddenly laughed.
They gathered around her.
They were all smiling, clapping their hands, and singing "Die, die, die..."
Jiang Yunshu stood there, looking at them calmly.
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