"In between moments", there was a dead silence that made one's scalp numb.
After several hesitations, the AI carefully turned off the projection screen.
Lou Ying used the quilt to lightly hold Chi Xiaochi from behind, and the picture turned into a line and disappeared on the screen.
AI whispered: "You again..."
The voice of the Lord God was furious: "Shut up!"
AI obediently shut up and thought, really angry.
The main god was shaking with anger: "How could 061 escape?! Is that main god a waste?! Is their security system a decoration?"
AI said matter-of-factly: "We had a similar situation a few days ago."
Lord God: "...Shut up!"
"I just wanted to demonstrate that it's possible," the AI said.
The Lord God stopped speaking, trying to silence the other party to shut up.
AI: "Are you going to send an official letter to ask about the situation?"
The main god's trigeminal nerve hurts.
What official letter? Do you want to run up and ask: Why didn't you lock up the person I wanted to lock up
Isn't this where there is no silver
It's not enough to be embarrassed, don't you want to be embarrassed continuously
The Lord God's voice turned cold: "Chi Xiaochi can't leave this system. Anyone can, but he can't."
AI thinks, it's over, it's shrivelled.
It said helplessly: "Is there any other way you can do it?"
The Lord God didn't make a sound, thought quietly for a moment, and suddenly smiled gloomily: "I don't care about Chi Xiaochi."
The AI thought, it's over, and gave up on itself.
The Lord God said: "He just relies on 061's ability to do whatever he wants. What if 061 fails."
AI sighed deeply: "Are you going to break the contract again?"
The Lord God thought of a good idea, and his mood improved a lot. Naturally, he would not mind the offense of the word "again" from AI: "It's not a violation of the contract, it's just some small restrictions."
AI continued to look bad: "If this is not enough."
The Lord God gave a muffled smile: "Then I have a solution."
What Chi Xiaochi really wanted, Lou Ying couldn't give him, but he could.
…
The next morning, Chi Xiaochi woke up early.
It was dawn outside, and the morning sun was like a piece of melted honey candy, slowly penetrating through the window.
He mobilized a cloud at his fingertips to block the sun, hide the sun properly, and prevent him from disturbing the sleep of those around him.
He found that he was sleeping on the inside of Wen Yujing's couch, Lou Ying was sleeping on the outside, facing his back, one hand was placed a few inches above his head, the other hand hung down naturally and stretched out. Into the quilt, the tail finger touches his own tail finger, simulating a gesture of holding hands and embracing.
The injury made Lou Ying quite tired, and he didn't realize that Chi Xiaochi had woken up.
Chi Xiaochi got up lightly, took a shower outside by the clear lake, fry the medicine first, then poured a bowl of hot egg tea, brought it to the room, sat beside the bed, looked down After a long time, he reached out and touched the tip of his ear lightly.
Lou Ying, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to feel something, frowning slightly.
Chi Xiaochi withdrew his hand and leaned down to greet, "Master, good morning."
Lou Ying heard Chi Xiaochi's voice, opened his eyes slightly, and drowsily: "... huh?"
His voice was hoarse, and the one eye he opened had gray-blue pupils, obviously he was just waking up, confusing the cat's body with the human body.
Chi Xiaochi smiled: "Master, get up and eat."
Lou Ying closed his eyes again, and moved his body into the bed, letting out half of the bed, as if he was going to stay in bed.
This is the first time I have seen such a childish Lou Ge Chi Xiaochi.
Chi Xiaochi became playful, approached a little more inside, and said intentionally, "Master, if you don't get up, I'll sing for you."
Lou Ying didn't say a word, turned over and grabbed Chi Xiaochi's wrist.
Chi Xiaochi lost his balance in an instant, lying on the half of the bed that was vacated.
Lou Ying lifted the quilt, covered him, and gently hugged his neck through the quilt: "Sleep a little longer and stay with me."
It was as if he was saying something that couldn't be more natural.
It's like saying that the moon revolves around the earth forever.
Chi Xiaochi felt that he would not move.
No romance novel or script told him how to deal with such a situation in reality.
The quilt was full of Lou Ying's remaining body temperature and the fragrance on his body. Chi Xiaochi didn't even dare to breathe or raise his head, even though Lou Ying was closing his eyes and didn't look at him, as if he knew how nervous he was.
In order to relieve the tension, Chi Xiaochi exhaled.
Lou Ying suddenly closed his eyes and asked, "Does my body smell bad?"
Chi Xiaochi: "Huh? No."
Lou Ying does have the elegant scent of ointment, but at this distance, there is only a little fresh smell of menthol.
Lou Ying, however, seemed to be uncomfortable with the smell of the medicine. He tugged on the front of his nightgown and frowned slightly: "The smell seems to be a little heavy. You can smell it."
Afraid that he would be uncomfortable, Chi Xiaochi naturally got closer to him, pulled up the clothes on his chest, and sniffed lightly.
… The smell of medicine is not too heavy.
He said, "It's fine..."
As soon as he spoke, a warm hand held the back of his head, like a squirrel attracted by the aroma of pine cones, and hugged him seriously.
Chi Xiaochi was stunned, always suspicious that he would kiss himself, so he shrank so tightly that the muscles in his shoulders tensed.
However, Lou Ying made no further action.
He hugged him and sat up together: "Well, I'm awake. Let's get up."
Chi Xiaochi came back to his senses and thought, did Brother Lou not wake up
Lou Ying thought, did it frighten him
So the two of them followed a lot of rules.
Lou Ying didn't take the egg tea, and only let Chi Xiaochi feed it by mouth, and drank it hot, and his stomach felt a little better before he drank the medicine.
Chi Yunzi and the others felt sorry for the younger brother, and all kinds of wound medicines were sent back to the first peak like water, but I don’t know what kind of evil thing he was injured by, and he used countless elixir. terror.
Every time Chi Yunzi came to visit him, he felt more annoyed in his heart.
It's all my fault that I don't know people well, and I'm too kind, that Yan Jinhua didn't know how much mystery he made under his own eyes, and he didn't even realize it.
Thinking of this, Chi Yunzi hated Yan Jinhua even more.
"I heard that that person is shouting injustice every day in Mingyue Tower." Wen Yujing leaned on the soft pillow and said warmly, "My voice is hoarse."
"It's better to be dumb, so you don't have to say some bastards that will ruin your reputation." Chi Yunzi said, "I will deal with him on another day. Junior brother recuperates in peace, and I will give you an explanation for my brother."
Wen Yujing put down his rolled up sleeves and said, "Junior Brother has an unkind request."
Chi Yunzi naturally agreed: "If you say it, listen to your brother."
Wen Yujing said: "I heard that when Senior Brother Yan just accepted Senior Nephew Yan as his apprentice, Senior Nephew Yan was not bad, talented, and willing to learn, how could he become so lazy and cunning? Junior apprentice knows, apprentice won’t be accepted into the inner sect rashly without going through the school.”
He is a person who likes to listen to good things. This soft-spoken piece of flattery made Chi Yunzi feel a lot in his heart: "Junior Brother, you mean...?"
Wen Yujing pulled the quilt to his chest: "I guess, is Senior Nephew Yan possessed by some evil spirit? Otherwise, why would he go against his brother's teachings and collude with the evil spirit?"
Chi Yunzi thought for a moment, and felt that this statement was reasonable, and accompanied Wen Yujing to say some words before leaving in a hurry.
Lou Ying noticed that the direction he was going was Mingyuelou.
He put down his rolled up sleeves, covered the wound, and called Chi Xiaochi, who was standing outside.
Chi Xiaochi came in with the medicine tray and sat down beside the bed.
Lou Ying loosened the belt of his upper body, let his clothes slide down from his back, and lay down on the soft mattress. Ren Chi Xiaochi rubbed the medicated oil on his fingertips to warm it, and gently pushed the wound on his back away.
This medicine is exchanged from the system, the effect is quick, and the medicinal power is also strong. When the medicated oil is immersed in the wound, the pain should also be extremely strong.
Chi Xiaochi wanted to pay attention to observe Lou Ying's expression, but found that his expression was very calm, he was looking sideways at himself seriously, his heart throbbed for no reason, and he turned his eyes away: "... tell him pass?"
Lou Ying: "Well... You still remember this."
Chi Xiaochi's eyelashes drooped gently: "Of course I remember. Yan Jinhua, he was originally a person who should exist."
In "Shark Man Xianjun", the original owner "Yan Jinhua" was never a villain.
That xibei pigeon has occupied the magpie's nest for many years, and it is time to spit out what he has eaten all these years.
Chi Xiaochi thought for a while, and while he was smearing the wound on his waist, he quietly turned his face back and took a peek.
Who would have thought that Lou Ying was still leaning on his arm and looked at him in a grand manner.
That gentle gaze seemed to scrape on the tip of his nose impartially, making Chi Xiaochi feel dry.
Chi Xiaochi calmed down and said with a smile, "Master, lie down. You are twisted like a Tianjin marijuana flower."
Lou Ying said gently: "Let me take a look. The anesthesia is very effective."
Chi Xiaochi reacted for a while before he understood what he meant.
He floated a little, but he didn't dare to think about the meaning of his words.
So in the next application, Chi Xiaochi felt like he was smearing honey on a marijuana flower.
Of course, it's not just the Five Lords of Jingxu who care about going back to the first peak.
On the third day after the public trial, Ye Jiming finally hid in the wine jar and sneaked up the mountain.
When he quietly came to Huishou Peak, Chi Xiaochi was boiling mushroom oil.
The fine and clear tea oil is boiled in the yanlai mushrooms that are freshly picked and dried in autumn. The fat and tender mushrooms like goose palms are juicy, and the aroma of pine needles steamed by the oil and gas is sweet and delicious. Anyone can eat a bowl of noodles just by smelling it.
Ye Jiming came following the incense, and after walking around the top of the peak, he couldn't get in, so he closed his mouth and shouted: "Duan Shujue—little fish! Fish head! Wooden fish!"
Chi Xiaochi heard the sound and went out to catch a snake and returned.
"It smells like wine." Chi Xiaochi laughed at him, "Just to add a wine-stuffed snake to me."
"Fuck you." Ye Jiming looked around, "The one with the surname Wen, I heard that the injury was not serious."
Chi Xiaochi snorted, opened the front, and hid a white velvet kitten bulgingly inside, hanging on his chest, coiled into a soft and warm ball of wool, and slept soundly.
Ye Jiming snorted: "hypocritical."
But jealousy made him unrecognizable.
After the mushroom oil was fried, Chi Xiaochi didn't plan to eat it right away, so he took a few jars and stored them, and then took his master back to his room to take a nap.
In Chi Xiaochi's own words, if you have something to talk to the person involved, anyway, you are here, and your concern is not whether we live or die.
This is exactly what Ye Jiming wanted.
After Chi Xiaochi climbed onto the couch and fell asleep with his cat in his back, Ye Jiming turned into a small snake, circled around the right hand twice, and licked the knuckles of the middle finger of the right hand with a snake letter, showing off his might. Said: "Muyu, come out to this gentleman."
The hand moved in response to the sound, and placed it on the edge of the couch to gently hook the fingertips, the amplitude was very small, as if he was afraid of waking Chi Xiaochi.
After confirming that Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying were fast asleep, Duan Shujue wrote on the couch, "Brother Ye, long time no see."
Ye Jiming leaned over his neck to read him writing: "If you don't die, you won't die. I haven't closed my eyes for a few days and nights because of your shit. How do you compensate me?"
Duan Shujue said, "Brother Ye is worried."
Ye Jiming: "Humph. That's it?"
Duan Shujue asked patiently, "Brother Ye, what kind of compensation do you want?"
Ye Jiming sneered: "It's like you can afford to pay. If you are driven down the mountain by the total waste of your skills, you will not be able to rely on me to support you. What can you do for me at that time?"
Duan Shujue thought about it carefully, and wrote word by word, "I can also fish frogs for you to eat."
Seeing this line of words, Ye Jiming was suddenly moved.
In his last life, Ye Jiming had always liked Duan Shujue very much. He had thought about a lot of scenes when he and Duan Shujue were together, but none of them was as exciting as the little picture Duan Shujue described.
Ye Jiming spat out snake letters, lowered the triangular snake head, and gently rubbed his right finger knuckles: "Fuck you. This gentleman never eats frogs."
He thought, you only need to pick a small basket of snake berries for this gentleman every day, and this gentleman will reluctantly take care of you for a lifetime.