Chapter 40040 Smash Him
Chapter 40
"Are you sending me away?"
Yingji's voice came from inside the house.
Kong Fan looked at his shadow reflected on the window, smiled softly, and said, "You are always free. It's up to you to go or stay. No one can interfere with you."
After a while, the lights in the room went out and Yingji went to bed.
Kong Fan withdrew his gaze, looked up at the gray night sky, then withdrew his gaze and sat quietly with his eyes closed.
The next morning, when Yingji came out of her room, she saw Kongfan still sitting under the ginkgo tree. Had he sat there all night?
Is this monk sleeping while sitting?
Yingji walked towards him, treading on the morning dew. She stopped in front of him and looked him over. The gentle light of the morning sun fell on his shoulder, casting a soft golden hue on his snow-white monk's robes.
Kong Fan slowly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes raised, revealing a pair of clear eyes. He looked at Ying Ji and asked, "Are you going to look for Ling Jiayan again?"
"He has something to do today and ignores me."
Yingji placed her hands on the stone table, leaned over to Kongfan, and asked, "What are you doing today? Catching monsters? Take me with you?"
Kong Fan looked into her eyes for a long time before nodding.
Yingji laughed and immediately grabbed Kongfan's arm, pulled him up, and was about to walk out.
Kong Fan didn't move, his gaze lowered slightly, his eyes fixed on the hand she held. Ying Ji reluctantly let go and asked, "Are you afraid others will see?"
Kong Fan didn't answer and walked out.
Yingji twisted a strand of her hair, glared at Kongfan's back, and followed him.
Yingji followed Kongfan to catch monsters. If she encountered a small monster, she would ask Kongfan not to take action and she would try it herself.
Because Kong Fan was there, it seemed like there was an extra guarantee. Ying Ji was not as nervous as yesterday, and the process of capturing the monster was very easy.
On the way to another place at noon, Yingji stopped to eat.
She sat down on a dead tree that fell by the roadside, took out some dry food and wine from her Qiankun bag, and while eating, she squinted her eyes and looked around.
This small forest is by the water, and there is a gurgling stream not far away. The sunlight shines on the water, making it shimmer. The stream flows happily, tirelessly moving forward.
Kong Fan stood not far away, also looking at the stream.
After eating and drinking, Ying Ji yawned, looked up at Kong Fan, and said, "I'm tired and sleepy. Go catch the monster by yourself. I'll come find you when I wake up."
Kong Fan turned his head and looked at her.
Yingji had her own selfish motives. Although Kongfan was by her side, her demon hunting was easy, but she wanted to confiscate all the demons she caught! She wanted to catch demons herself, so she could put the dead demons in the jade coffin and use them for her own benefit.
Ying Ji smiled with the corners of her eyes, shook her wrist at Kong Fan, and said, "Anyway, I have the Tongsheng Gu, so you know everything that happens to me."
"No hurry. You go to sleep." Kong Fan withdrew his gaze, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated.
Yingji was stunned for a moment and frowned.
Never mind, there's no need to rush this day. Yingji yawned again, feeling a bit sleepy. She stood up and walked towards Kongfan, sitting next to him, then lying down with her head resting on Kongfan's legs.
Kong Fan's legs stiffened for a moment, and he opened his eyes from his meditation, frowning at her. He asked, "Where are the pillow and quilt in your Qiankun bag?"
"I didn't bring it." Yingji reached for Kongfan's hand, pulled open his slightly curled fingers, and opened his hand to place it on her eyes.
"It's too sunny." Her voice was lazy and a little sleepy.
The breeze blew gently, blowing Kongfan's monk's robe and slowly blowing his sleeves until it completely covered Yingji's face.
Kong Fan paused, then raised his hand, no longer resting it on Yingji's eyes. However, he did not remove his hand completely, but instead hovered it above Yingji's head, covering her face with his snow-white sleeve.
The hot afternoon sunlight was blocked by the sleeves of his monk's robe, leaving only the perfect warmth on Yingji's face.
Kong Fan closed his eyes again, but he was no longer meditating or chanting. He listened quietly, listening to the sound of the wind and the stream. These natural sounds were mingled with Yingji's shallow, long breathing.
Yingji slept for a long time.
When she heard the exclamation in the distance, she immediately opened her eyes. Seeing a sea of white, she pushed aside Kong Fan's monk's sleeve and looked at him.
Kong Fan frowned and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
"Get up, I'll go take a look." Kong Fan said.
Yingji sat up, and Kongfan immediately stood up and went to rescue her.
Kong Fan possessed spiritual power, so his hearing was naturally much better than Ying Ji's. Ying Ji couldn't hear anything clearly. Besides the faint sound she'd just heard, she couldn't hear anything else. She immediately pulled the Listening Shell from her Qiankun Pouch and placed it against her ear.
She heard the roar of the monster and the woman's cry of fear.
Yingji stood up and continued to put Lingbei to her ear, following the sound.
When Yingji arrived, Kongfan had already killed the mad monster. Unlike the escaped monsters they had captured recently, this one was alive.
Yingji took a quick look and saw it was a wolf demon. It must have only recently transformed, so its demonic power wasn't very strong. Anyone injured like this by it was most likely a mortal.
Yingji looked at the lifeless girl. Her eyes were wide open but dull, her mouth open, and her face was filled with fear.
Kong Fan squatted beside the girl and looked at her legs.
Yingji followed Kong Fan's gaze and saw that the girl had only one leg left. The wolf demon had gnawed away her left leg below the knee, leaving bones exposed, flesh still dangling, and blood gushing out. Beneath her was a large pool of blood.
Kong Fan was stopping the bleeding from her broken leg.
Yingji walked over and checked the girl's breathing, but found that she was only breathing out but not breathing in.
"Dead," she said.
There is no need to stop the bleeding.
This girl is so seriously injured that it is obvious that spiritual power cannot be used to save her. As a mortal, her body cannot withstand spiritual power when she is so seriously injured.
Kong Fan did not respond to Ying Ji's words. His hands continued to work, methodically stopping the bleeding from her broken leg.
Then he raised his hand, a flash of light passed by, and a wound immediately appeared on the back of his hand.
He placed his hand over the girl's mouth, and blood flowed from the wound on the back of his hand and kept flowing into her mouth.
When the continuously flowing blood became smaller and smaller, turning into drops of blood, Kong Fan stabbed him again, making the blood flow faster.
He bled a lot, which kept pouring into the woman's mouth.
Ying Ji looked at Kong Fan, her brows slowly furrowed, a hint of confusion in her eyes. This wasn't the first time she'd seen Kong Fan use his own blood to save someone, and she'd never understood why his blood had such an effect.
"Ah—" The woman murmured a sound in her throat. Her dull eyes finally brightened up. She gasped twice, suddenly grasped Kong Fan's hand, and sucked his blood.
Kong Fan lowered his eyes, looked at her with compassion, and did not stop her.
The girl sucked a lot of Kong Fan's blood and finally let go. Her mouth and face were covered in blood. Before she could say anything, the excruciating pain in her leg made her turn her head and look at her broken leg, crying out in fear.
Kong Fan let her cry for a while before asking, "Where is your home? I will take you home."
She slowly stopped crying and looked at Kong Fan with tears in her eyes, crying gratefully: "You saved my life! Thank you!"
She thanked him over and over again, but her fear didn't subside, and she kept crying. Her legs hurt again, and she was sweating profusely and shaking violently.
Kong Fan asked her where her home was again, then carried her on his back and sent her home.
Yingji followed behind silently, watching the blood still flowing from the girl's broken leg, all over Kong Fan.
Yingji stared at Kongfan's soiled monk's robe for a while, then looked away.
The little girl had stopped crying. She lay on Kong Fan's back and thanked him again despite the pain. Kong Fan gently taught her how to treat her wounds and told her what to pay attention to after returning home.
The roadside was full of wild flowers, and Yingji picked a bunch out of boredom.
The little girl's home was not far away, it was in a small village on the mountain.
Kong Fan escorted her home and gave her family some instructions. The whole family thanked him profusely and invited him to stay for dinner.
Kong Fan smiled and declined their kindness, and was escorted out of the village by a large group of people. They escorted him a long way before returning.
With two people left, Yingji finally spoke: "The holy monk really loves to save people."
Kong Fan stopped and looked back at Ying Ji.
"She is a living being just like you."
"Is she the same as me?" Yingji suddenly laughed.
She threw a bunch of wild flowers she picked from the roadside at Kong Fan, hitting him all over the face and body.
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