armyinform Chapter 48 Cranberries
Chapter 48 Cranberries
What really gave Zisang Yanshu a headache was not the evil spirit, but the hidden evil spirit.
After falling into a deep sleep again, Zisang Yanshu still fell into a nightmare. There were still corpses all over the floor, and Liu Shuangbiao called him before he lost consciousness.
Finally, when Liu Shuangbiao's face turned into Ye Junche's, Zisang Yanshu woke up suddenly.
What catches the eye is the bamboo house that has been cleaned. The house is clean, and it doesn't look like it has been vacant for a long time.
He looked down and saw that he was fully dressed, but what seemed to have happened last night?
All the memories of last night flooded into his mind, he stretched out his hand nervously to touch his side, the couch was already cold, and there was no one there, so he began to get nervous.
"Ache! Ache!"
Zi Sang Yanshu, who was nervous, didn't even have time to put on his shoes and socks, so he ran out of the bamboo house to find someone, and almost followed the remaining breath to find someone.
At this time, Ye Junche happened to come back with a basket of loquats in his hands. Seeing Zisang Yanshu standing barefoot outside the house, he froze for a moment, and said softly, "I thought you would always have something to eat when you woke up, so I went to find some. When the fruit comes back, the mountain is very barren, only some loquats."
Seeing the person standing in front of him intact, Zisang Yanshu could tell which of the messy dreams were real and not dreams.
Zi Sang Yanshu stood at the same spot, the corners of his eyes were still red, his eyes were hazy and he smiled lightly, and said with a smile, "Why bother looking all over the mountain, there is a green plum tree planted behind the house, and the green plum tree is still there after 300 years."
This room was the former residence of Liu Shuangbing, so the green plums behind the house were naturally planted together with Liu Shuangbing.
Therefore, Ye Xingyue remembered that Zisang Yanshu liked Qingmei, not because Zisang Yanshu really liked Qingmei, but because Qingmei was his and Liu Shuang's memory.
A green plum, a memory that cannot be let go for 300 years.
"But Yanshu prefers sweet food. Green plums are too sour. If you eat sour fruit just after waking up, your stomach will feel uncomfortable."
Ye Junche stretched out his hand and led Zisang Yanshu into the house, put on his shoes and socks, and went out to wash all the loquats.
During this period, Zisang Yanshu's gaze never left Ye Junche's body, even when Ye Junche went out to wash fruit, he was standing at the door watching, only seeing him could he feel at ease.
Ye Junche knew what he was worried about, and while carefully peeling the loquat, said softly, "Yan Shu, don't worry, I'm not a dream, I won't disappear suddenly, as long as Yan Shu needs me, I'll be there."
"Hmm..." Zisang Yanshu responded in a low voice, with a hoarse voice, and said softly, "Fortunately, I didn't make a big mistake last night."
The scariest thing is that the nightmare is not a nightmare, but the past.
The real past is often scarier than nightmares and a thousand times more unbearable.
The last time he lost control, it became Zi Sang Yanshu's 300-year nightmare. It was hard for him to imagine what he would do if the situation happened again that night.
After going through Zisang Yanshu's nightmare, Ye Junche finally understood that that day, when he said how painful it would be to pull out the scales and let the blood out, Zisang Yanshu's answer was that the pain was nothing more than shattering the soul and shattering the body.
Only at this moment did he understand what Zisang Yanshu meant.
Because of those memories, Zisang Yanshu has never forgotten them in his long life.
Ye Junche held Zisang Yanshu's hand tightly, fed the peeled loquat into his mouth with one hand, and said softly: "The Yanshu is over, I will find a way to dispel the evil spirit in your body, and I won't let you He controls you, my Yanshu is not some evil god that everyone fears, you are just Yanshu, Zisang Yanshu."
Zi Sang Yanshu looked up at his eyes, his light blue pupils moved slightly, and his red lips were lightly parted, hesitating to speak, no matter how he looked at it, it made his mind flutter.
All kinds of things from last night seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and Ye Junche was about to bend down and kiss his lips.
Seeing this, Zisang Yanshu slightly raised his head, and he cooperated with his movements very much, appearing to be very obedient. The hostility shown last night had long since dissipated.
When the two separated, Zisang Yanshu's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.
Ye Junche caressed the wet red lips with her fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Akiba was the one who woke up today when Yanshu woke up, so last night, was it Mr. Akiba or me that Yanshu was thinking about? Or was it Jane?" Xu Shenjun?"
Before Zi Sang Yanshu dared to think about what happened last night, Ye Junche had already brought it up. Even if he didn't say it, he didn't show it obviously on his face, but his rosy cheeks had already exposed his heart.
When his heart beat faster, Zi Sang Yanshu squeezed Ye Junche's hand with one hand, pretending to be indifferent: "Ni Lin is on you, I don't believe what I dreamed, you didn't see it, don't get cheap and act like a good boy."
At this time, the corners of Zisang Yanshu's eyes were red, and there was a layer of mist in his pale blue eyes, even if he deliberately stared at others, there was no deterrent effect at all. Kiss lightly like a dragonfly touches water, and it will be broken with one touch.
No matter what Ye Junche did, Zisang Yanshu did not resist.
Just when Ye Junche was about to play tricks again, a crack was knocked open in the barrier covering Huaizhou, and a blue-green figure broke in.
The intruding breath alerted Zisang Yanshu, "There is a smell of blood, it is Ming Yu, he is injured."
After speaking, he pulled Ye Junche and hurried towards the direction where Ming Yu broke in.
Ming Yu, covered in blood, fell outside Ye Xingyue's camp. As a man who loves cleanliness by nature, his first concern was not the wounds on his body, but he disliked the blood staining his clothes, so he cast a Cleaning Charm to clean up the filth on his body.
Already feeling Zisang Yanshu's breath approaching, Ming Yu stood on a tree outside the camp and sat quietly waiting for him, even though he was injured, he didn't want Zisang Yanshu to see him injured.
However, Zi Sang Yanshu, who is very sensitive to the smell of blood, smelled the blood on Ming Yu's body from a long distance away, saw Ming Yu's slightly pale face, and immediately frowned and asked: "In just one day, what monster can make you embarrassed?" So far?"
The moment he saw Zisang Yanshu, Ming Yu immediately put on a cold face, wrote all the dissatisfaction and displeasure on his face, and said angrily: "It's not that brat Feng Yi, he has entered the way of the devil. , locked up Fengwei, he was responsible for the disappearance of the two cities, and he wanted to sacrifice the lives of the two cities to resurrect a flower demon."
"Flower demon? But poinsettia?"
Zisang Yanshu immediately thought of the coquettish poinsettias blooming everywhere in Huaizhou. He had already noticed that these poinsettias were weird, but he couldn't detect the weirdness.
Ming Yu shook his head, regretfully said: "I met Feng Wei, but before I brought her out, Feng Yi found out, I am not his opponent, I have never asked about the flower demon, and I have not been able to bring Feng Wei with me. come out."
"Feng Yi..." Shouting this name, Zi Sang Yanshu almost gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly, "I shouldn't have softened my heart back then. If I tore him up earlier, I wouldn't be here again!"