Chu Qianxun blinked, suspecting that he had read it wrong.
But the tears that flickered in the sunlight had already fallen into Chu Qianxun's heart out of thin air, and lightly knocked on the door of her heart that had been imprisoned for a long time, knocking on the heavy door a crack. .
Ye Peitian quickly turned his head away, propped up the table with one hand, and stood up. He seemed to want to say something to cover it up, but he didn't say anything after all, and walked towards the stairs with a little panic.
He stumbled up the stairs, stumbled at the entrance of the stairs, and the hand that had been covering his abdomen grabbed the handle of the stairs in embarrassment, barely letting himself fall to the ground. The blood-stained palm left a bright red on the escalator. Ye Peitian's abdominal wound was bleeding all the time, but he didn't care about it. At this moment, he just wanted to escape back to his house as soon as possible and hide his embarrassed and weak appearance as quickly as possible.
Chu Qianxun looked at the back that was walking in a panic,
No matter what he experienced, the man was still shy and soft in his heart, but he watched him alone in the swamp of pain, without even reaching out to pull him.
She stepped forward and stretched out her hand to support Ye Peitian's arm. That hand was warm and strong, firmly supporting the man's weak body and flustered heart at the moment.
Ye Peitian's body stiffened for a moment, but he lowered his head, pursed his mouth, did not speak, and did not show any more intention of refusal.
The two climbed the stairs quietly.
When he came to the second floor, Ye Peitian didn't go back to his bedroom last night, he walked slowly back to his bedroom. Standing at the door of the bedroom, he stretched out his hand to support the door frame, turned his back to Chu Qianxun and hesitated for a moment, then raised a palm.
The pale and slender fingers were loosened and tightened in the air, and there was a rustling sound all over the castle. It was the sound of a large number of sand particles flowing rapidly.
There are countless rooms in this castle. Most of the doors of the rooms are closed by yellow sand. At this moment, all the doors of the houses made of yellow sand collapsed in an instant, turning into a stream of sand and disappearing.
Chu Qianxun looked at the open doors on both sides of the long corridor, and understood the meaning expressed by this taciturn man.
These houses are free for her to come and go, and use the objects inside at will. Chu Qianxun understood this as an invitation and retention.
After Ye Peitian finished this action, he seemed to be even weaker. He supported the door frame with his hand, took a few breaths, didn't look back, and walked into his room alone.
It was a very slender and narrow room with a large window on the wall. There is only a bed and a small cabinet at the side of the bed in an excessively small room. The edge of the bed is against three walls, occupying almost the entire room. On the cabinet are several books that are worn and worn out, and a an oil lamp.
There was nothing on the hard bed made of gravel, not to mention the mattress and quilt, not even a pillow, but Ye Peitian habitually sat on the cold and empty bed, near the corner of the wall. Lie down in the position, curl up slightly, and stop moving.
This man fell asleep in the corner. He lived in a large castle, but only slept in such a small space. He was lying on such a sand bed in the severe cold and heat, and he was often seriously injured but never prepared medicine.
Chu Qianxun shook his head, not understanding why he abused himself like he was punishing himself.
Since Ye Peitian said that she could walk freely here, Chu Qianxun rummaged through the castle to find bedding and medicine for sleeping.
She walked many rooms along the long corridor and found that most of the rooms here were nothing but beds or table tops covered with yellow sand. All are empty without any furnishings and objects.
In the whole villa, only the kitchen equipment is relatively complete. In addition, beside the bedroom where Ye Peitian slept, there was a large study room filled with various books. In addition, the entire castle is clean and tidy as if no one lives, except for the excessive number of oil lamps on the walls and corners, there are no daily necessities, nor a single sundries or a little decoration.
Repeated rooms, empty and monotonous, are the main tone of this building.
The owner here is like a prisoner, imprisoning himself in this huge empty prison.
In a room, Chu Qianxun found a room of Demon Seeds randomly discarded on the ground. Those who are enviable and envious, and which can make countless people risk their lives for this, are all mixed up in a mess, and they are scattered all over the ground at will.
Chu Qianxun was almost frightened by such wealth. She believed that the wealth in the hands of most of the bigwigs on one side could not be compared with the number of demons in this room.
And these all belonged to Ye Peitian alone, and he didn't even care to discard them in this empty room without any precautions.
Chu Qianxun rummaged through the huge pile of gems for a long time, and finally found a few low-level Demon Seeds and left the castle with them.
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Ye Peitian's recovery ability is far different from that of ordinary people. When the sun began to set, he woke up from his deep sleep. Those wounds on his body that looked horrible in the morning have basically healed, except for a huge penetrating wound on his abdomen, because the weapon The special corrosion effect is constantly repeated between healing and being corroded.
He sat up from the bed. At this moment, the sky was close to dusk. Outside the window was the vast desert. A red sun was slowly sinking into the horizon. slanting shadow.
Ye Peitian stretched out his hand to straighten his hair, and felt his heart beating slowly in his chest. He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, but he knew that his heart at this moment was completely different from the Gujing Wubo in his usual days. .
There was another man in the castle, another living being, who neither feared him nor showed a look of disgust towards him.
She would speak softly to him and smile at him. Bandage his wounds and prepare him steaming food.
Ye Peitian felt his heart beating vigorously in his chest, and there was a kind of jubilation there.
He opened the door and walked downstairs with a hint of joy and anticipation.
The living room was dark and there was no light.
The afterglow of the setting sun slanted in from the windows everywhere, pulling out the dim shadows on the walls.
The long black shadow and the afterglow of the sunset, which had begun to cool, left mottled black and red light and shadow in the entire empty hall.
Ye Peitian stood dumbfounded in the silent hall and listened carefully for a long time, not wanting to miss even the slightest sound. However, except for the whistling of the wind in the desert and the sound of fine sand floating, the surroundings were always silent.
He finally stretched his legs and walked slowly in the wide living room. Usually, at this time, he would start lighting up the oil lamps, lighting up all the oil lamps scattered in every corner of the entire castle, so that the place was brightly lit.
But at this moment, he suddenly lost interest in this thing that he must do every day.
Whether swallowed by darkness or buried by silence, he was lazy and just walked slowly in the deserted castle, through a black and white light and shadow, through the kitchen, and up the spiral staircase. Walking through those long corridors, the doors of the rooms on both sides of the corridors were open, and there was no one in the room.
That person is gone.
It was a matter of course, no one would stay in such a silent castle with a devil.
His heart seemed to have an empty hole in an instant, and the heart that had just gained a little temperature fell into a deep valley like this.
Eventually he walked back to the dining room and sat in his morning seat.
Night fell, and the castle was plunged into a world of darkness.
Ye Peitian took out the small night light from his arms, and after flicking his fingers slightly twice, he turned on the switch. The white shimmer lit up, illuminating the limited space and drawing him into the circle. Only in the faint light did his suffocating senses feel a little better.
He covered his still bleeding abdomen, the pain he was accustomed to at this moment was like gangrene attached to the bones, the pain was unbearable, but he couldn't get rid of it.
Mingming is used to living alone. Just because that person appeared for just one night. This loneliness and loneliness suddenly became so profound,
so unbearable,
But he could only endure.
Ye Peitian sat in the dark for a long time, staring at the small night light on the table with dim eyes. The pale light flickered and became flickering, and the only light in the darkness seemed to be leaving him.
The sound of a gust of wind rang out outside the gate with brisk footsteps.
Ye Peitian's eyes lit up instantly, and he raised his head instantly.
Chu Qianxun held a large bag and a small bag, and pushed open the castle gate.
She panted: "Oh, the nearest town here is so far away, it's dark when I go back and forth."
"Why is it so dark, why don't you light the lights?"
"Haha, I bought a lot of food to cook for you at night."
"I also bought a quilt and medicine. Why don't you even have a quilt here, isn't it cold to sleep?"
The hall was still dark, but Ye Peitian's heart seemed to be instantly filled with light, and it became brighter in those chattering words.