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Chapter 18 Ziyu

Fortunately, Xu Chong had sharp eyes, so even though the sky was dark, he could still see everything in the house. He did not see his sword, maybe it was really thrown away when he fell off the cliff.

But it doesn't matter.

Xu Chong turned his head and looked at Li Yong. He was leaning against the couch, crossing his legs, humming a little song in a row, looking like he could not be relaxed.

Xu Chong narrowed his eyes: He only needed to use one hand to break Li Yong's neck, but it might take some effort. Li Yong's struggle might even bring in the people in the yard, but now he doesn't have many choices.

Thinking of this, he moved the injured leg a little. It hurts very much. Just like the pain brought to him by his arm, it will hurt that his hair will be hurt even if he moves a little inch. This is not a good thing. Li Yong has basically recovered now. If he attacks his legs and arms during the fight, then his chances of winning will be much smaller, and maybe he will be countered by him.

Thinking of this, Xu Chong hesitated, and secretly glanced at Li Yong from the corner of his eyes, planning a way to get rid of him: remove the white cloth wrapped around his arms and legs, and cover his neck? But in this way, Li Yong must ask, how should he answer him?

All kinds of thoughts were entangled, causing the tendon on Xu Chong's temple to jump up again, which was a sign of the cephalopathy. It was really not the same as one wave after another. He frowned and pressed his temple with his uninjured hand, hoping to suppress the pain, while he was still planning how to kill Li Yong.

But at this moment, the door of the house was pushed open. Before he could see anyone, Xu Chong had already smelled a scent in his nose, which was the combination of the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of rice, just like the smell he smelled when he just woke up.

A girl stood at the door, just like Li Yong said, she was beautiful and graceful. Although she was wearing crude farm clothes, she could not hide her beautiful appearance.

Seeing Xu Chong woke up, she didn't ask any more questions, but nodded slightly at him, bent down and placed the tray in her hand on the ground casually. She first handed a bowl on it to Li Yong, then picked up the other one and walked to Xu Chong to sit down, served a spoonful of porridge, and delivered it to his lips.

Xu Chong felt a little embarrassed. He was so old, but he rarely came into contact with women, let alone such a beautiful woman. He looked at her with a stiff neck, and he didn't know whether he should open his mouth for a moment.

"You are injured and it is not convenient to eat. When that young master's injury has not healed, I will feed him every day, so you don't have to be embarrassed." The girl seemed to see through Xu Chong's thoughts, smiled slightly, and handed the spoon over again.

"That's right, the girl is treating the disease and saving the patient. She is kind-hearted, so don't worry too much." Li Yong smiled maliciously, making Xu Chong's face turn red.

He thanked him, stretched out one hand to take the bowl from her, without using the spoon, raised his head and drank a bowl of porridge, and sent the empty bowl back to the woman's hand.

"Oh, you're a beef chewing peonies, and you've ruined the food made by Miss Ziyu," Li Yong shook his head, twisted the spoon, and put a spoon of porridge into his mouth, exclaiming, "Miss Ziyu, what ingredients do you put in this bowl of porridge? Why is it so sweet and delicious? I've grown so big and have never drunk such delicious porridge."

Ziyu said to him lightly, "It's just a little flower juice added to the meat porridge, it's not as magical as you said by your son."

But Xu Chong also felt that she was too modest. This bowl of porridge combines the aromas of meat and flowers. The two scents that should have been completely different are perfectly combined. Not only does it not suppress each other, but it complements each other. The aroma of meat and flowers are even more intense because of the other's contrast. Even if he swallows it like this, he will have endless aftertastes and wants to drink another bowl.

"Miss Ziyu, are there no medicinal materials in this porridge? You never make me a decoction, but my body is getting better and better every day. In another day or two, I should be able to get out of bed and walk around." Li Yong said as he stretched his muscles and bones, and a flattering smile on his face, "Or, there is a magical medicine planted in your valley, which is fragrant, but it is unknown to outsiders, just like you... "

This was extremely frivolous. Xu Chong thought Ziyu would be angry, but she just smiled and put the two bowls back on the tray without saying a word, turned around and walked out of the house.

Li Yong touched the greasy corner of his mouth and smiled, "Pretend, when I send the betrothal gift, she was afraid that she would cry and shout and wanted to go back with me, and she had been staying in the deep mountains and forests. I guess the father and daughter had never seen any world."

I'm afraid you won't get out of here.

Xu Chong looked at him in the dark, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

***

The time in the valley seemed much faster than outside. Xu Chong felt that he had just sniffed for a while, but when he opened his eyes, he had already seen the crescent moon in the sky southwest, sharp and bright, embedded in the dark blue sky like a silver hook.

He remembered that he was thinking about how to kill Li Yong at the moment before he fell asleep, because Li Yong had already fallen asleep first, and it would be much easier to start. However, before he could figure out the solution, a wave of sleepiness swept over, like a surging tide that instantly pressed him down. He didn't even have time to summarize the various ideas in his mind, he sank into the dark dream.

Xu Chong had a dream, and it was still the dream that had bothered him for twenty-eight years. It was nothing strange, but it was the "gurgling" sucking sound and the shadow hidden under the bed.

But it seems to be a little different...

In the dream, he still clenched his fists, and his two unruly long eyebrows were tightly locked.

He smelled a smell of blood that he was so familiar with, and it was fresh blood.

"Jigu...Jigu..."

He saw that the thing stuck out the straw-shaped mouth from under the bed and penetrated deeply into Wan Zuhong's stomach.

"Jigu...Jigu..."

Wan Zuhong's round belly collapsed a pit. The pit became bigger and bigger and slowly sank. With the dull sucking sound and the sound of bone shattering, his upper abdomen finally slowly fitted together with his back.

He turned into a flat skin.

"Okay, enough, I don't want to watch anymore. I'm going to wake up. I don't want to watch anymore."

As before, whenever he is trapped in a dream, Xu Chong tries hard to force himself to break free. He cannot let himself get stuck too deep, otherwise it will become more and more difficult to get rid of. He also knows that he can control himself. As long as he works hard and blocks all the fragments of memory outside, he can wake up. 1603377321
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