Liang Jing was still laughing, "55, 56..." The punishment continued. Under the rain curtain, Qing Jiu rushed out, stuffed the two people with ingots of silver and told them to leave.
There was hesitation on those two faces, "This...the leader, that..." Qing Jiu waved his hand and said: "It's okay, the leader has no time to take care of this now, I will take care of it if something happens."
Hearing Qingjiu's assurance, those two people withdrew. Qingjiu hurriedly untied Liang Jing, and whispered: "I'll take you back." Liang Jing closed his eyes and didn't respond, Qingjiu didn't care, he carefully helped Liang Jing up, and sent him back to the room with half-carried arms.
As soon as Liang Jing was put on the bed, Liang Jing said quietly: "He has driven me out of Heimuya." Qing Jiu said firmly: "Even if the leader drives you out, you still have to heal your wounds." Go on. Don't worry, I'll take care of it!" "Oh!—" Liang Jing sighed and closed his eyes again. The pain in my body came in waves, but nothing could compare to the pain in my heart...
Qing Jiu ordered someone to invite a doctor to boil hot water, and he built a brazier in the house to prevent Liang Jing from catching cold. Just as she was about to take off Liang Jing's wet clothes, the door was kicked open. Man Wei stood at the door and sneered, "Qing Jiu! How dare you hide Liang Jing!"
Qing Jiu paused, then shot at Man Wei sharply, and struck directly without saying a word. Manwei didn't expect Qingjiu to attack her without saying a word, and Qingjiu's martial arts were higher than him, so she was injured in a hasty coping.
Qing Jiu withdrew her hand, turned her back to Man Wei and said, "No!" Man Wei blushed with anger, and left while clutching her injured shoulder.
"You fight with her, I'm afraid you will have a hard time after I leave..." Liang Jing lay on the bedside trying to remember, Qing Jiu hurriedly pushed him back, "Don't move! If you want to get well soon, just stay there! The doctor will be here soon."
Liang Jing was helpless, the doctor happened to be there too, and Qing Jiu sat by the bed to help the doctor.
The doctor cleaned Liang Jing's wound, applied medicine and bandaged it, said some precautions, and left. Qing Jiu undressed Liang Jing again, poured hot water to wipe his body, and then put on clean clothes before calming down.
Liang Jing said softly: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. I still have some money hidden under my bed. How about I give it to you?"
Qingjiu glared at him and said: "I, Qingjiu, have been with the leader for nearly ten years anyway, how can I still be rare for your little money?!" Liang Jing wanted to laugh, but he could only twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, and the atmosphere in the room fell silent instantly. .
"What are you going to do next? I'm afraid Manager Yang will kill you." Qing Jiu asked worriedly. Liang Jing was silent for a while before he said tiredly: "Let's go down the mountain first, stay in the inn for a while, I..." "Then will you find a way to come back in the future?" Qing Jiu asked again.
Liang Jing's eyes flickered, he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't make a sound, as if his throat was blocked. Qing Jiu didn't ask any more questions, just sat and waited for Liang Jing's medicine to arrive.
After the little boy cooked the medicine and fed it to Liang Jing, told him to have a good rest, and ordered the kitchen to bring some porridge, and sent two people to guard, Qing Jiu changed his clothes and went to Changyuan.
In Changyuan, Dongfang Bubai was still taking good care of Yang Lianting. Thinking of Liang Jing's tragic appearance, Qing Jiu couldn't help sighing slightly, it's all the disaster of the word "love"!
Qingjiu and Dongfang Bubai have been with Dongfang Bubai for nearly ten years, and they also understand some things. For example, there are some unusual relationships between Yang Lianting and the leader, such as the way Liang Jing looked at the leader. Qing Jiu thought about these things, but never mentioned them to others.
Dongfang Bubai's fingers gently brushed across the cheeks of the person on the bed, and when he sensed Qing Jiu coming in, he asked without looking back, "Is he gone?" Qing Jiu pursed her lips, lifted her robe and knelt down to intercede for Liang Jing: " Master! This subordinate and Liang Jing are also considered good brothers. Liang Jing was beaten 80 times and has no martial arts. He was seriously injured. The subordinate was worried and let him go down the mountain like this. I begged the master to give him a few more days, and wait for him to recover He's so hurt, this subordinate personally escorts him down the mountain!"
Dongfang Bubai's eyelashes trembled slightly when he heard this, he only said "um" and stopped talking.
Qing Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, saluted and exited. Dongfang Bubai stared at Yang Lianting's slightly pale face, but his mind was a little wandering, Liang Jing...was seriously injured...
Qingjiu ordered someone to carry a small bed and put it in the cubicle of Liang Jing's room. Although the leader agreed, he was still worried about Yang Lianting.
As night fell, Qing Jiu made sure Liang Jing was fine and lay down on the bed, quietly thinking about what happened today. It seems that the evidence is convincing, but when you think about it carefully, there are also coincidences. How can Liang Jing be cleared of the crime...
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Liang Jing shouting intermittently in the inner room: "Dongfang! I don't have it!" Qing Jiu hurriedly went to look, and found that Liang Jing was sweating, his eyes were closed, and his expression was painful.
Qing Jiu helplessly wiped Liang Jing's sweat and changed his clothes, and it took him a long time to stop.
Qing Jiu was afraid that something would happen to Liang Jing again, so she didn't dare to sleep anymore, and she was confused for a while until dawn. When Qingjiu woke up, she hurriedly went to see Liang Jing, and found that he was staring at the curtain in a daze. When she saw Qingjiu, she smiled faintly, apparently in a better mood than yesterday.
The two ate some breakfast and continued yesterday's topic.
Liang Jing turned sideways with difficulty, and Qing Jiu stuffed a few cushions behind him. Liang Jing waved his hand and said, "Go and get the pen and paper."
Qingjiu was shocked, this is to write a suicide note, this is it!
Liang Jing looked at Qing Jiu's expression and knew that he was thinking wrong, and couldn't help smiling, "No! Don't think about it! Bring it quickly." Qing Jiu brought a pen and paper, set up a small table on the bed, and asked suspiciously : "What are you going to do?"
Liang Jing coughed twice and said: "I've made up my mind, I don't know if I will come back now, but I must not lose the news from Heimuya. So I am going to teach you a set of secret words, every ten days you Find a way to write it up and send it to the inn, especially the news about Yang Lianting."
Qing Jiu nodded, thinking that Liang Jing is really a man of temperament, and he is persistent for love. But Liang Jing was far more than he thought. When Liang Jing left the mountain, he didn't know if he would be able to come back. Liang Jing had never seen the holy aunt Ren Yingying during these days in the teaching, so he was not sure where the plot had gone. In order to avoid such a result from happening again, he must grasp the teaching dynamics.
The secret language that Liang Jing taught Qing Jiu was actually very simple. Write the messages in a certain order in the 24 by 24 grid, and fill the rest of the grid at will. And what Liang Jing taught Qing Jiu was Chinese pinyin! After all, the difference between simplified Chinese and traditional characters is not far, and the pinyin is double guaranteed, even if the order is deciphered, it will not be understood. But it would be a bad thing if I ran into another time traveler, but it's not so unlucky...
Liang Jing carefully taught Qingjiu Pinyin, starting with the most basic vowels of the birth mother. After all, Qingjiu is an adult, she is flexible in handling things and has a flexible mind, so she learned very smoothly. After one day, Qing Jiu has already mastered the spelling rules and the spelling of several basic characters.
Qing Jiu shook his wrist. I am really tired this day! The characters are so weird too!
Qing Jiu asked: "Did you create this secret language yourself?" Liang Jing packed up his things and said, "It's not me, it's my ancestors. You can use it yourself after the Plenary Session."
Qing Jiu nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and went to study hard again.
After the unremitting efforts of the two, after three days, Qing Jiu had basically mastered it, and during these three days, Dongfang Bubai had never looked here, and Liang Jing's mood also changed day by day.
Three days later, Liang Jing packed up some clothes and all his silver, Qing Jiu added another five hundred taels to him, and repeatedly told him to be careful in everything.
Liang Jing looked at his room, walked to the table and left a sentence for Dongfang: The sky is not old, love is endless. Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot. Then he opened the door and left.
Walking through familiar roads to the gate of the outer courtyard, the four big characters on the gate are still there.
Liang Jing stared at it for a long time, his eyes were faintly ashen, and he was no longer as clear as when he first came.
Liang Jing clutched his heart in pain, feeling like it was burning and ice-cast. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes widened and he wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Choked up a few times, Liang Jing staggered down the mountain.
After wandering all the way to the backyard of the inn, Liang Jing threw himself on the bed and began to cry. In my mind, it was raining heavily, and Dongfang, dressed in red, drifted farther and farther away, but he was trapped in the same place, unable to do anything, unable to catch up...
The east, the east, once the sea was too difficult for water, except that Wushan is not a cloud...