Back to judge Li's side, An Ying came in shortly after the ghost whistle and the others left.
"Judge Li."
An Ying bowed politely, said.
"Oh, what kind of wind is blowing Anying over you again."
Li Yan rubbed his swollen temples, looking tired.
Upon hearing the words, the woman first glanced at Li Yan carefully, then fell to the booklet on the table, and said slowly.
"An Ying just heard that the ghosts said that Judge Li has been very hard recently, and he was so busy with the underworld. He stayed in front of this table every day. In contrast, I stayed on the Naihe Bridge too leisurely. Now, they are all working for Master Pluto. Judge Li is a senior, so naturally he should come over and greet him."
While talking, An Ying smiled at the corner of her mouth, and took out a small round piece of light-colored clay from her sleeve.
"This piece of vent is brought to Judge Li for you. If you are tired, you can burn it for a while, so you can refresh your mind, but if you are really tired, you still have to rest more, Judge."
The woman bowed slightly and put her hand in the censer next to the table with the light-colored clod of soil. As soon as she moved her finger, an orange spark appeared on the corner of the clod, and then it began to flicker. An Yingshui. Green onion-like fingers twisted the lid of the incense burner again, and soon cyan smoke floated from the hollow pattern on the lid of the incense burner. The wisps of smoke drifted into the air before it faintly merged into the air.
Li Yan took a deep breath after waiting for the elegant and elegant fragrance to come out, and his head suddenly became clear, and the word Chuan between his brows was slightly relaxed.
"It's hard for you to bother."
Judge Li closed his eyes and said.
"It's just a small matter, An Ying has been under the care of Judge Li."
An Ying replied.
Li Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.
In the underworld, I am afraid that I cannot find a woman with a good color like An Ying. Not only is Pluto’s good help, but also knows how to advance and retreat. Except for the fact that women are usually cold and often cold, he almost Can't fault it. However, An Ying’s so serious and cold temperament is also due to the position of Tai-wo, she is not fierce, and she may be unconvincing with her appearance, even those evil spirits who come and go on the bridge will molest. She did it.
It's just that, how could she be tempted by the master, it was destined to be fruitless, and the process was bumpy and painful.
Li Yan's eyes flashed with complicated light, and finally he sighed in his heart, and looked down at his hand holding the pen.
"The master has just woken up, so let's go if you want to see it."
Judge Li said in a low voice, An Ying's eyes lit up when she heard it.
"Thank you Judge Li."
The woman's voice was filled with joy.
"Okay, go, don't say anything else, just greet the master's body."
"Yes!"
An Ying responded, turned and left.
The small incense burner beside the table was still burning, and the green smoke continued to float out little by little. Seeing the endless smoke, Li Yan's consciousness also floated.
It took a while to take it back, and then picked up the pen to write on the book.
In the Wulia Valley, the fog is getting thicker, and the sky is groggy and tired. Those tall and precise black pines make the terrain more complicated. It looks the same everywhere, and the gray and rugged mountain roads are due to the snow. It melts and becomes damp and muddy, making it more difficult to travel.
Wei Heng and Jiao'er did not know how long they had been running. Both of them had cold sweat on their foreheads, and their hair stuck to their foreheads. Wei Heng was even more embarrassed. They were afraid that there was no good place up and down their bodies. They were bitten by wolves. The blood was still pouring out from the wound as he ran. Due to excessive blood loss, the boy’s lips became pale and his vision became very blurred, but he was a man, how could he fall down, bit his lip, and grasped Jiao'er's waist tightened again.
"In front, Wei Heng! There is a cave!"
Jiao'er's legs were weak as well, and she was pouring lead step by step. In her desperation, she even saw a hole not far away, as if she had found a support.
Wei Heng followed the prestige.
"Hide, hide in."
The boy looked up and said.
The two supported each other and ran over, and took advantage of the situation to get into the narrow hole. Wei Heng also lifted a stone on the side to block the hole, and the cave that was already dimly lit suddenly went black.
"Ooooooooo!"
Several howls of wolves came from a distance, and the spine trembled in the blowing cold wind.
The sound of the wolf claws stepping on the snow got closer and closer, and the hearts of the two people in the cave also hung up.
"簌簌."
"Boom! Boom!"
First, the sharp and rough sound of the claws of the wild wolves rubbing against the stones, and then the dull sound of the stones being knocked.
The two of them were behind the thin layer of rocks, close enough to hear the violent howls of wild wolves outside because they couldn't catch them, and the sound of wolf claws rubbing and scratching on the rocks. The heart trembled.
Wei Heng was not well, with too many wounds on his body, and now he had no chance to deal with the bandaging. The pain hit him all at once and got into his head.
The little real octopus has never suffered such a painful experience since he was a child. Even the most ruthless one was held by his father, he didn't have these scary wounds.
It’s just that he didn’t dare to scream, Jiao’er was beside him, and the young man’s arm around the little fox’s waist could clearly feel trembling. He could only tighten his arms and use the other hand to hold Jiao’er’s shoulders. Also encircle him, so that the little fox will be nestled in his arms.
The wind outside became louder and louder, and it was so arrogant that it almost swallowed the breathing of the two people in the cave.
I don't know how long it will take before those terrifying and frightening sounds have completely disappeared.
It's just that the wolves are tired and don't torture those rocks anymore. Outside the cave, the sound of wolf claws stepping on the snow also exists.
It seems that it is better for them not to go out for the time being.
"Wei Heng?"
Jiao'er felt that her movements were a bit too quiet, so she called Wei Heng around her, and did not hear a quick response. The little fox was a little worried. She was buried in the arms of the young man, and suddenly raised her head, but found that the hole was too dark. He couldn't see what Wei Heng was doing now, the little fox frowned, and after thinking for a while, he immediately lowered his head and pressed it to the boy's chest.
咚咚.
After such a low, light and dim voice rang several times, Jiaoer listened carefully for a long time before discovering the young boy's faint and slow heartbeat.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, I'm here."
It was a long time before I heard the voice of the boy coming from above his head.
"Don't sleep."
The little fox had never encountered such a situation. While paying attention to the movement outside, he cared about Wei Heng in his heart.
If it is possible, she will be the one who is injured altogether. What would happen to Wei Heng who couldn't come
"Little fox, give me a hand, and then see if my spiritual power can be used. You must know what it looks like here."
"Huh? Ah good..."
Wei Heng said slowly. At this time, Jiao'er, who had always had the most idea, didn't know what to do, just like a silly Nizi. With such a reminder, Jiao'er had recovered.
First, he cautiously held the young man, and pulled it up a little, and then concentrated his palms to transport the spiritual power of the whole body.
She could feel that the muscles and veins all over her body were just small fluctuations of spiritual power, and it was completely impossible to condense them.
After trying many times to no avail, Jiao'er gave up, with a little bit of crying in her words.
"What to do, Wei Heng, it's useless. I can't lighten the cave and save you. What should I do? You, are you going to die?"
When the little fox was sad, the young Wei Heng's hand slowly moved to the top of her head.
Rubbed it gently a few times.
"Smelly girl, you curse me to death, Xiaoye, Xiaoye, I don't die that easily, but I just bleed a little bit more."
"Wei Heng, you didn't lie to me. I have never seen you hurt so badly."
Jiao'er's voice became like glutinous rice dumplings just steamed because of worry and fear, soft and waxy, with a nasal sound.
"Hey, how long have you known me."
The boy took a breath and continued.
"Well, what is this, you don't know what I have experienced before, Xiaoye, big winds and waves, then I have never seen me cry, my life is fatal, this time, I am really not afraid."
I don't know where the confidence of Wei Heng came from to say these words. He was obviously hurt so badly, but his tone was even more aggressive. When Jiao'er listened, she felt that her hand was loosening a little, and the boy's voice faded.
"Wei Heng! Silly Wei Heng! Ugly Wei Heng! Bastard Wei Heng!"
Jiao'er called out several times.
"Well, what happened again?"
Wei Heng's voice was so faint that he could hardly hear him.
Jiao'er has a sore nose and said nothing.
"Little fox, I'm here, don't call that in the future, my father and the queen will call me Aheng."
Wei Heng's hand rubbed the top of Jiao'er's head again.
Although the boy was still talking to Jiao'er, his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness drifted farther and farther, and Jiao'er's voice was like stepping on a cloud, floating in the distance.
At this moment, Wei Heng seemed to have fallen into the bottom of the sea, only remembering that he still had to hold Jiao'er and hug it firmly.
"Wei Heng! I won't. I will call you Wei Heng. I am not in a close relationship with you. Why do you want me to call you A Heng... Death Wei Heng, smelly octopus..."
"Well, I told you, I can't die."
"Of course you can't die. If you want to die, you can't die now, Wei Heng, I'll be careful about the movement outside. If you hold on for a while, Sister Curly, Sister Wuyu will come to save us."
"Ok."
The boy responded in a low voice.
"Then stop talking when you are tired, but don't sleep."
Jiao'er rubbed her head against the boy's chest, and leaned her head until she heard the faint beating of the heart.
With a layer of clothing, listening to Wei Heng's heartbeat quietly.