By the time Ren Jianmo finished washing and returned to the camp following the dim light of the lantern in the rainy night, the others had already returned.
Ji Xiaoniao is sitting behind Elena, changing her shoulder injury.
Ren Jianmo paused for a while, then walked a few steps over there inadvertently, and sat obliquely behind Ji Thrush.
"Your wound looks better."
He heard Ji Thrush say to the girl:
"The redness has subsided, and the festered area has pink tender flesh, which should heal soon."
The sentence was a bit long, with a strong accent, and some grammatical errors. The girl understood a lot, but it didn't prevent her from feeling relaxed and happy in the other party's tone, so she smiled gratefully and nodded slightly.
Ren Jianmo glanced at the wound medicine in Ji Thrush's hand from the corner of his eye.
In the item shop of "Taohuayuan", a bottle of 15,000 points is available, and each bottle is only 100ml of top-quality products, which is already more expensive than many A-level collectibles. How can such a good medicine be used on wounds? Will it not work well
What's more, it's not just the best wound medicine, Ji Thrush also gave Elena medicine and injections. Although the effect is not as immediate as the healing ability, it seems that the recovery speed is far faster than ordinary wounds. No more tossing about, in about a week or so, the two penetrating wounds that had festered and pus will fully heal.
As if feeling Ren Jianmo's gaze, Ji Thrush just turned his head slightly at this moment, meeting Ren Jianmo's eyes.
Ren Jianmo subconsciously wanted to look away.
But before that, Ji Thrush had already grinned, showing him a bright and silly smile.
For some reason, Ren Jianmo thought of the white muffin he had raised in the past.
That stupid bird used to do the same thing, pecking at the glass, trying to get his attention, and as long as he glanced at it in the middle of the bustle, the bird would be very excited and flap its wings in response to his attention. line of sight.
—really, sort of...cute...
Ren Jianmo thought of this adjective uncontrollably in his mind, and then looked away rather self-disgusting.
Ji Thrush quickly changed the medicine for Irina, then handed over the weak girl to the care of two living corpses, cleaned up by herself, and sat next to Ren Jianmo.
As if he didn't notice, Ren Jianmo took out a bottle of water from his "One Cubic Meter of Freedom", unscrewed the cap, and just wanted to drink it, but after thinking about it, he handed it to Ji Thrush.
Ji Thrush immediately smiled like a flower, happily took the water bottle, regardless of whether he was thirsty or not, gulped down a small half of the bottle in one gulp, and after drinking it, he grinned again and showed him a bright smile. Another silly smile.
— Tsk.
Ren Jianmo thought to himself, more like it.
When he was feeding the white muffin he raised back then, it was the same as now. Whenever he sprinkled a handful of feed, the little sparrow was very happy. During the process of pecking, he would often raise his head and express his gratitude to the owner with various body language. thanks.
Ren Jianmo lowered his gaze, and unconsciously curled his fingers by his side.
For some reason, he wanted to touch Ji Thrush's hair again.
Really want to touch.
When Ren Jianmo retrieved the memories and abilities that he had temporarily left in the time-space tunnel of "Vatican", he had seriously thought about a question—during the six months he had forgotten, why did he There will be a little boy friend.
To be honest, Ren Jianmo never thought he was gay, let alone that he would fall in love with anyone.
In his growth experience, he had no father or mother, and he never experienced a normal family life for a day.
Because his IQ and physical fitness are far superior to those of his peers, and his mind matured early, he has received one-on-one elite education since he was a child.
He has no friends, and his relationship with nannies, tutors, professors, and other people in the institute is only superficial politeness, alienation, and indifference.
In a sense, the institute's training of Ren Jianmo was very successful.
They did not raise a bloodless and tearless high-IQ anti-social personality monster. Ren Jianmo's mind is still sound, and his three views are considered correct. "In ", as smart and powerful as him, he doesn't even bother to do those despicable deeds.
However, if he has to say that he is different from most people, it is that it is difficult for him to like anything.
In the twenty-five years that Ren Jianmo could remember, the only thing he really liked was the white muffin bird that inexplicably broke into his life in the wind and rain.
But now...
Ren Jianmo pursed his lips, and glanced at Ji Thrush with a softness that he himself hadn't noticed.
Seeing that Ren Jianmo turned his head, Ji Thrush immediately leaned over, his eyes widened, and he asked eagerly, "Are you hungry? I still have something to eat here. Would you like some supper?"
Ren Jianmo: "..."
He was silent for a moment, and sighed silently.
In the past, he always felt that the reason why the two became lovers was probably not because the curly-haired boy used some tricks when he couldn't remember anything, but now it seems... he was probably sincere at the time.
After all, this kid is really... cute.
"no need."
Ren Jianmo stood up, stretched out his hand very naturally, and snorted twice on Ji Thrush's head, "I'm going to watch the night."
After finishing speaking, as if nothing had happened, he walked to the center of the camp without looking back, and sat next to the rainy night lamp.
Not long after Ren Jianmo walked away, Dong Jing sneaked up to Ji Thrush's side.
The second young master of the Dong family changed into a pair of azure shorts after washing up, with his long wet hair loosely coiled behind his head, he looked like a teenager. It's just that he also wore a light blue embroidered gown on the outside, which is still a style that only girls would wear.
"Hey, you and your senior brother, what's going on?"
Dong Jing stretched out a finger, made a small gesture towards Ren Jianmo who was next to the oil lamp, and whispered to Ji Thrush, "You guys... um..."
Ji Thrush asked: "What are we?"
The second young master of the Dong family swallowed, "You guys... are you splitting your sleeves?"
Ji Xiaoniao's language is not very good, but he still understands this idiom.
His eyes flashed, "Is it so obvious?"
The boy nodded vigorously.
"I'm not sure what your brother is like, but you are really obvious!"
The word "Bagua" was written on Dong Jing's forehead.
"Look at your senior brother's eyes, it's so sweet that it's almost bursting with honey, as long as the two tricks are not blind, you can see it!"
Ji Thrush's cheeks flushed slightly.
"When I first met the two of you, your senior brother treated you very coldly. I thought you two had a bad relationship."
The second young master of the Dong family continued to say:
"But later when the two of you fought together, you two had a tacit understanding, and the cooperation was perfect without words! So I thought about it again, if this is called a bad relationship, even if there is no good brother in the world! "
The boy paused, then continued:
"Later, I noticed the way you looked at your senior brother, so I thought, so your senior brother is so indifferent to you, maybe it's because he saw your intentions and knew he couldn't respond to you!"
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he unconsciously raised his voice.
Ji Thrush hastily reached out to cover Dong Jing's mouth, and then glanced in the direction of Yuye Deng with a guilty conscience.
Ren Jianmo sat quietly beside the lamp, with his back to the two of them, as if he didn't notice the conversation between Ji Thrush and Dong Jing at all.
Ji Xiaoniao breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice:
"Then... what do you think, my senior brother... treats me?"
The second young master of the Dong family knew that he was a little carried away just now, so he also lowered his volume.
"I thought it was just your wishful thinking about your senior brother, but..."
The thumb and index finger of his left and right hands circled a ring and clasped together.
"But when you two talked just now, look at your brother's attitude towards you..."
Dong Jing bumped Ji Xiaoniao with his elbow, and smiled ambiguously:
"Hey, if he didn't just touch your hair at the end, I'd really think you two were in love with each other!"
Ji Thrush's face turned even redder.
"I do... like senior brother."
The corners of his lips curled up, revealing a wry smile, "However, it's just unrequited love."
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In the next week, Ji Thrush and his party continued to go to Mount Li.
Under the divination of the witch Elena, they were able to predict the movement of the pursuers in advance, and accurately plan the marching route for the next day, avoiding the tails behind them.
Therefore, after seven days, everyone was not stopped by the paladins once, and they were able to move forward without any surprises or dangers.
But unfortunately, it was obvious that apart from Irina, the pursuers sent by the Holy Court had other ways to know their location.
Although they were not caught up, they also failed to completely shake off the enemy, so they could only rush on their way day in and day out, hoping to find the imperial tomb of Mount Li before being overtaken by the Paladin squad.
Finally, on the morning of the fourteenth day when Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo came to this "world", they entered the boundary of Mount Li.
From the map, Lishan is a branch of the Qinling Mountains. There are peaks at the front and back. The front is slightly higher than the back. Very.
But Ji Thrush is not in the mood to appreciate such a beautiful scenery, he is more concerned with another problem:
"Master Dong Er, do you know where the tomb of the former dynasty you are looking for is?"
The master and servant of the Dong family exchanged glances with each other, and then shook their heads honestly together.
Ji Thrush: "..."
Intensive complaints burst out of his mind like a bullet screen.
In the past, he had read some tomb-robbing novels or film and television dramas. Whether it was the classic Iron Triangle or the old world, at least one or two masters of metaphysics who understand Feng Shui and good at geomantic omen must be in the team! Otherwise, if such a large mountain were to be dug aimlessly, even if the whole area fell, it would not be possible to dig a few feet of soil!
"cough."
Dong Ershao put a fist to his lips with one hand, and cleared his throat in embarrassment:
"Although we don't know the exact location, we have brought the map left by our ancestors, and we also remember the formula for finding the tomb."
As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders and said in a very bachelor way:
"Anyway, it's in this mountain. If you look for it with maps and formulas, you can always find the place!"