After Shitou and Li Daniu left, Su Jiujiu just lay quietly on the bed, but he didn't dare to sleep anymore.
Because, she is afraid.
As long as you close your eyes, you will think of the tragic scene of Wanfu Temple.
And the feeling of her stabbing the man in black with a sword.
Now, she seemed to still feel the warm blood of the man in black splashing on her body.
It turns out that murder is such a terrible thing...
I don't know how long this psychological shadow will accompany her!
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Because he killed someone that day, Su Jiujiu had nightmares for several nights in a row. This time, no matter how much Dingjing tea he drank, it didn't work.
So within a few days, Su Jiujiu lost a lot of weight, and Shitou and Li Daniu who were watching were worried.
That night!
Everything was quiet and there was no voice.
Autumn is getting stronger, and after nightfall, the temperature drops significantly by several degrees.
Tonight, it was Su Jiujiu's turn to watch outside Ye Mohan's bedroom.
It was the first time for Su Jiujiu to do the night watch!
After nightfall, Su Jiujiu held a sheet or something, leaned his back against the wall, and began to sleep.
Although, Su Jiujiu was not used to sitting on the porch to sleep.
However, Su Jiujiu was also tired, and fell asleep after a while.
It's just that after Su Jiujiu fell asleep, he had the nightmare that had lasted for several nights again.
In the dream, the surroundings were pitch black, and the entire earth was dimmed.
Everything around is quiet, except for the sound of my own running footsteps, and the sound of my own panting.
Behind her, there was a dark figure constantly chasing after her.
"Give me my life, give me my life..."
Facing the ghost's death, Su Jiujiu was so frightened that he could only run forward with all his strength.
While running wildly, Su Jiujiu kept shouting loudly.
"No! Don't, I didn't mean to kill you, don't chase me, don't..."
Su Jiujiu kept yelling loudly, and on that delicate little face, his facial features were tightly knit together, and there was a look of panic between his brows.
When Ye Mohan slowly pushed open the carved wooden door and came out, what he saw was the little servant guarding the outside of the corridor, shouting in panic.
At this moment, the night is deep.
Usually at this time, he fell asleep early.
Tonight is no exception.
However, when Ye Mohan was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a panicked sound from outside the corridor, and he couldn't help but wake up.
Confused, Ye Mohan couldn't help getting up, pushing the door and going out.
When Ye Mohan walked out of the dormitory, he followed the source of the panic.
What I saw was the little servant lying outside the corridor, curled up into a ball.
I saw this little servant, as if he had some nightmare, his delicate facial features were tightly wrinkled at this moment.
His brows were furrowed, his expression flustered.
Her lips parted slightly, and she continued to shout from time to time.
"No! Don't chase me, I, I didn't mean to kill you, no, you don't want to catch me to be buried with you, you want, woo woo woo..."
I saw the little servant yelling and begging for mercy in a panic, and at the end, he couldn't help sobbing.
Hearing what this little servant said, Ye Mohan knew it in his heart.
Thinking of that day, when he was besieged by assassins, at the critical moment, this little servant suddenly appeared, holding a long sword, and even stabbed to death the assassin who was about to hurt him.
At that time, he was following the enemy's way, and he knew the situation behind it, he thought that this disaster was inevitable, but unexpectedly, this little servant appeared.
Looking at the little servant who was holding a long sword in one hand at that time, he was full of sincerity and fear.
Because it was the first time to kill someone, those wide open eyes and pale little face were full of panic and fear.
Compared to the fear and panic of this little servant at the time, Ye Mohan looked surprised.
Because the situation was dangerous at that time, ordinary people would never dare to approach it.
Not to mention, this little servant has no power to kill chickens.
However, it was such a frail little servant who was able to rush over regardless of the danger when he was in danger and saved his life.
Ye Mohan was really shocked by this.
Now, goodbye to this little servant, who is having a nightmare because of what happened that day.
On the palm-sized face, the brows were furrowed, and he kept shouting in panic.
And that thin little body curled up into a ball.
It looked like a frightened child, so pitiful, so pitiful...
Seeing this, Ye Mohan's heart skipped a beat.
Before I could think about other things, I saw the little servant suddenly stretched out his hands and kept grabbing something.
It looked like a drowning person, constantly struggling, trying to catch something.
Finally, the little servant stretched out his little hand, and when he grabbed the hem of his clothes, he never let go.
Seeing this, Ye Mohan was stunned for a moment, and then he planned to pull out the hem of his clothes.
However, this little servant looks petite and exquisite, but his strength is not small.
No matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't get the hem of his clothes out.
Perhaps, this little servant seemed to know something subconsciously.
The more he tugged on the hem of the clothes, the tighter the little servant's little hand was, as if a drowning man was catching driftwood in the water, and he would never let go.
As soon as the lips parted, the waxy and soft voice slowly overflowed from Xiaojiading's mouth——
"Yemohan..."
The little servant spoke, his voice was soft, barely audible.
When the autumn wind is blowing slowly, it is blown away even more.
Ye Mohan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and he was puzzled.
This little servant, was he calling his name just now!
But, is it possible!
After all, if it was a servant, who would dare to call him by his first name!
Besides, he and this little servant have never known each other before, and it is impossible for this little servant to call him by his first name, isn't it!
Perhaps, it was just that he got it wrong for a while!
Thinking of this, Ye Mohan stopped thinking about other things, just lowered his head and closed his eyes, quietly staring at the little servant who was tightly holding on to the hem of his clothes.
At this moment, the moonlight is like water, and the stars are faint.
The cold moonlight, gently sprinkled, gently sprinkled on the little servant who was lying on the ground curled up into a ball.
The thin body of this little servant is vividly outlined.
At this moment, the little servant no longer panicked just now, and began to fall asleep deeply.
That palm-sized face was full of tranquility.
At this time, Ye Mohan began to carefully look at the little servant in front of him.
I just feel that this little servant is really handsome.
The face is like lotus petals, the eyebrows are slightly thick, and there is a bit of heroism and integrity.
The nose is small and the lips are like petals.
Those slender and thick eyelashes, like two black fans, cast two clusters of shadows on his eyelids, making the little servant look even more pitiful...