When Jiang Li's hand grasped Xuan Qing's finger, Xuan Qing reflexively wanted to shake it off, but Jiang Li held it tightly, with a force completely different from his weak tone.
Xuan Qing was about to break his fingers apart, but Jiang Li let go of his hand suddenly, and the palm fell back to his chest as if powerlessly. He looked at Xuan Qing with a weak face and said, "Little master, my body hurts so much. Are you dying..."
When he said this, two tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes, and it was pitiful to match his face with several scars.
Seeing this, Xuan Qing reached out and pressed his wrist to feel his pulse.
In just a few seconds, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Li's face, as if he was thinking about something.
Jiang Li just repaired the internal organs with the wound medicine in the system. Judging from his expression at this time, he seemed to have sensed something. With a thought, he began to wail: "My whole body hurts, little master, look at my leg. Broken? And my hand... oops...”
The person who looked like he was about to die just now suddenly started howling. Xuan Qing got a headache from his noise, so she simply withdrew her hand and said in a calm tone: "It's just a skin injury, and it will be fine after a few days of recuperation."
After all, he didn't care about Jiang Li's reaction, and got up to get the herbs he had just picked and started processing.
Jiang Li took the wound medicine just now, so of course he knew that his injury was not serious, he deliberately said it seriously, just to arouse the other person's compassion, unexpectedly, this little monk didn't even have a word of comfort.
Is it said that the monks should focus on compassion? Don't be a fake monk, right? He couldn't help complaining.
Xuan Qing sorted out the herbs with her back to him, ignorant of his thoughts.
Xuan Qing's facial features are excellent, with striking sword eyebrows and a high nose bridge, but her thin lips give off a cool feeling. Although he was tall, judging from his appearance, he should be younger than Jiang Li, about eighteen or nineteen years old.
He was wearing a white monk robe. Except for the unknown dark pattern embroidered on the wide sleeves, the other parts of the monk robe were pure white. Coupled with his expressionless face, his whole body was covered with a There is an air of "don't come within three meters of me".
Jiang Li didn't expect his lover to become a monk in this life, which made him a little dumbfounded. When attacking the other party, he didn't know whether to say "Amitabha" silently to be worthy of the Buddha.
"Little cutie, with all due respect." Jiang Li said in his heart, "This game of yours is really perverted."
"...cough." The system coughed lightly, but did not refute his words, obviously also speechless about the identity of the male lead.
Raiders monk? Simply.
But no matter what the status of his lover is, Jiang Li will definitely not let go, he has already conquered the emperor, what is the monk, just do it!
So he asked the monk in front of him who was making herbs: "Little master, did you save me? I don't know how to call you?"
The white figure was still fiddling with the herb in his hand, but a sentence floated: "Xuan Qing."
Jiang Li silently read the word "Xuanqing" twice in his heart, feeling a slight throbbing from his heart, the corners of his lips couldn't resist curling up, but he didn't intend to touch the scar on the corner of his mouth, causing him to "hiss" in pain.
Although the internal injury has been repaired, the external injury is still there. He said that half of the pain was to fool Xuan Qing, and the other half was really painful.
When Xuan Qing heard his voice, she didn't even turn her head, but said in a nonchalant way: "You still have wounds on your body, don't move around."
"I just want to move my body." Jiang Li explained.
The other party didn't pay attention to his words, and still only left his back, but Jiang Li didn't give up, and continued: "Little master, thank you for saving me, my name is Jiang Li."
He purposely slowed down his speech and emphasized his own tone, wanting to see Xuan Qing's reaction.
However, he was still disappointed in the end. Not only did the other party not look back, he didn't even pause in his movements, as if he didn't have any reaction to the name, but just gave an understatement "um" to show that he knew.
... so indifferent.
Jiang Li chuckled silently. He had promised to meet me in his previous life, but now he is doing it again.
However, where he didn't see it, Xuan Qing's eyebrows frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal.
If Xuan Qing wasn't here, Jiang Li really wanted to get a mirror from the system mall to see how he was beaten, he always felt burning pain in several places on his face.
Although the external injury is still there, after the internal injury is healed, it will not affect Jiang Li's movement. He supported the pillar next to him with one hand, and slowly sat up from the ground. With this movement, pain came from several places on his body.
"Master host, are you alright?" the system asked with concern.
"It's not bad, it's much better than before." Jiang Li sat down against the pillar, glanced at the little monk in front of him who was still working hard on medicinal materials, and secretly complained about his lover who had lost his memory. He was not even as good as the system, and he was really heartless.
Little bald donkey, you will feel better in the future. He ground his molars.
Xuan Qing didn't know that Jiang Li scolded him in his heart, after he smashed the wound medicine, he got up with the medicine bowl, and walked to Jiang Li's side again. He wasn't too surprised to see Jiang Li sitting up by himself.
As he said just now, Jiang Li had only superficial injuries, which were not serious.
The only thing that made him feel puzzled was that when he just rescued the man, Jiang Li's internal injuries were quite serious and his life was in danger. Impossible to be so effective.
Moreover, in the process of detecting his pulse, he found that Jiang Li didn't have any internal force, so he couldn't heal his wounds by himself.
But he didn't pay much attention to it, he just met the injured Jiang Li on the road and rescued him. It didn't matter who Jiang Li was, and he didn't care about Jiang Li after he could walk around.
"You have a knife wound on your waist and you need to apply medicine."
Xuan Qing squatted down as before, put the medicine bowl on the ground, and pointed to Jiang Li's waist.
When the original body was resisting, he was scratched on the waist by the bandit's knife, but fortunately it was not too serious. When Xuan Qing brought him back, he also sprinkled medicinal powder to stop the bleeding.
Jiang Li started to unbutton his clothes, revealing the scars on his waist. Apart from the knife wounds, there were several places on his body that were bruised and purple. It looked like he had been beaten ruthlessly.
... This group of bandits with no conscience, when their injuries are healed, I must end their lair.
Jiang Li thought hard in his heart, although he knew that the plot was set by the game system, but seeing such injuries and thinking of Jiang's father who had been waiting for the original body to go back at home, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the original body who died at a young age. He sighed at the loss of his life.
With a wooden handle, Xuan Qing picked up some herbal medicine that he had crushed into mince and put it on Jiang Li's waist. As soon as the green minced medicine touched the wound, it caused a sharp pain, and the pain spread from the wound to the flesh. Jiang Li's lower abdomen shrank unconsciously, and he clenched his teeth.
Seeing him trembling slightly from the pain, Xuan Qing knew that he was not feeling well, but she didn't stop the movement of her hands, and carefully applied the herbal medicine.
Jiang Li leaned against the pillar, his eyes fell on his side face, and he found that he was still the same sad and joyless look he saw at first sight, indifferent to the scars all over his body.
Xuan Qing applied medicine to the bruise on Jiang Li's knee, then took out a white bottle from her arms, put it on the ground next to Jiang Li, and said, "For bruises, three times a day."
Jiang Li: "..." It's really cruel and ruthless, even if I look like this, I even let myself apply medicine.
Xuan Qing didn't care about his reaction, got up with the medicine bowl, and was about to go out again, Jiang Li would not let him go like this, and hurriedly shouted: "Little master, where are you going? Don't leave me!! "
As he spoke, he supported the pillar and stood up. The movement was too big and involved his waist injury, but he didn't have time to take care of it. The world is so big. If this little bald donkey is allowed to leave like this, where will he find him next? ? !
Xuan Qing just wanted to wash the dishes and wash her hands, but when she heard his footsteps, she turned her head and saw him staggering towards her, so she helped him up and said, "Be careful."
He was about to let go after helping him, but Jiang Li clung to his sleeve and said anxiously: "Little master, are you leaving?"
There were dust and mud on his hands, and this scratch directly scratched several dirty marks on Xuan Qing's cuffs.
"It's just washing the dishes." Xuan Qing said, his eyes swept past his fingers, and the downcast eyelids covered the impatience in his eyes, "Let go."
Knowing that he was not going to leave, Jiang Li was relieved, and knew that the relationship between the two should not be too aggressive, so as not to cause his displeasure, so he let it go: "Then I don't worry, little master, you Where are you going to wash? How about I help you, you saved me, I can't just do nothing, right?"
"No need." Xuan Qing refused straight away, looked at him for a while, the disgust was clear at a glance, he didn't want Jiang Li to fall into the water while washing the dishes, and it would be troublesome for him to fish for someone.
"Then I'll wait for you here." Jiang Li said, watching him leave.
After Xuan Qing left, Jiang Li returned to the place where he had just sat down, then took the wound medicine left by the other party, and began to rub the bruises on his body.
After the wounds on his body were wiped, he found a mirror from the game mall, looked at the wounds on his face, and found that, as he expected, several places on his face were bruised and purple, and one side of his face was still swollen. .
"...I really can't bear to look at it directly." Jiang Li clicked his tongue twice, holding the mirror in one hand and rubbing medicine on himself with the other.
After rubbing the medicine, he found the wound medicine from the system, uncovered the herbal medicine, and poured it on the wound on his waist. The effect of just applying the herbal medicine was too slow.
After doing all this, he leaned against the pillar to rest again, waiting for Xuanqing to come back.
After waiting for a long time, still no one was seen, Jiang Li frowned, thinking that this little monk really left, right? Didn't you say that monks don't tell lies? ! !
Just when he was impatiently planning to go out to find someone, there were footsteps outside again, and when he looked up, he saw Xuan Qing came back.
Seeing him stepping into the temple, Jiang Li subconsciously showed a bright smile: "Little master, are you back?"
Xuan Qing's footsteps paused, her eyes paused for a few seconds on his red, swollen and bruised face, and then she moved away as if nothing had happened, not wanting to hurt her eyes.
... It's hard to describe the smile.
The two stayed in the ruined temple for two days, and the food was prepared by Xuan Qing. Jiang Li was an injured person, so he didn't have to worry about it at all. It's just that Xuan Qing, as a monk, prepared only porridge, wild vegetables, wild sweet potatoes and the like, which made Jiang Li's stomach empty, and he missed the taste of meat very much.
Every time Xuan Qing went out, Jiang Li would apply medicinal powder from the mall, so his wound healed very quickly, and by the third day, it had almost started to form a scar.
Although Xuan Qing was surprised that his wound healed so quickly, she didn't ask any further questions, but started to prepare to leave.
After Jiang Li knew that his injury was healed, Xuan Qing would leave, but he still chose to take a shortcut, after all, the injury would make it difficult to move.
Seeing that Xuanqing had packed his things, Jiang Li immediately surrounded him and said, "Little master, you just left? You saved my life, and I haven't repaid you yet. Why don't you go to Qingshui with me?" Let’s go to town, we have beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the scenery is very beautiful.”
"Don't take it to heart." Xuan Qing didn't raise his head, he just saved Jiang Li, and he didn't need any repayment.
"How can you not take it to heart?" Jiang Li said earnestly, "As the saying goes, meeting is fate. You saved me, so I will repay you. And you, just save people to the end and send them to Buddha. Send it to the west, and go back together. We happen to have a companion on the way."
Xuan Qing was unmoved, and turned to leave, but Jiang Li was about to follow, when he heard him say, "There is someone."
"Huh?" Jiang Li looked outside, but he didn't see anyone. His body has no martial arts, and his physique is also poor. He couldn't hear the voice from a distance, "Where is it?"
Xuan Qing didn't speak, but just looked forward, Jiang Li followed his line of sight, and found that there were indeed several people walking towards the ruined temple not far away, and the opponent was still holding a knife.
The place they were in was the wilderness, and the people who came dressed in coarse linen and held knives were probably not kind.
But Jiang Li didn't care about this, but as those people got closer and closer, he found that two of them were the bandits who robbed him before, so he lowered his voice and said to Xuan Qing: "These people are the The bandits who robbed me!!"
When Xuan Qing heard this, he wanted him to go in and hide, but the next second Jiang Li jumped on his body, and said in a terrified and frightened tone: "Little master, I'm afraid!"
Xuan Qing: "..."
If you are afraid, be afraid, don't touch your hands! !