Jiaohua

Chapter 984 I am Shen Lie (╭(╯^╰)╮Hmph, don’t give me a ticket, you guys should be vegetarian!)

The night wind is originally cold, and the top of the mountain is even colder.

There is a clear stream along the river, like flowing silver and jade under the moonlight. Xia Zhaoyi walked through the flat and wide white stone terraces, and looked up at the mountain gate standing high in front of him.

The plaque of Yuetang Temple is still there, moldy and decayed, entangled wantonly by vines.

In order to avoid the soldiers, she chose an almost steep and unclimbable mountain wall, but the government dispatched a lot of people, and she still met dozens of people on the road.

Meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and beheading Buddhas, her white dress was completely dyed into a red dress.

The torches flickered on the mountainside behind him, the beasts roared one after another in the jungle, and the night fog gradually lifted, everything that was already under the dim light disappeared completely.

Xia Zhaoyi limped and walked towards the Taoist temple.

The entire Yuetang Temple is twice as big as the Yuanhe Sect, with a total of six big hills.

The main hall is open and majestic, with five rooms wide and seven rooms deep. Xia Zhaoyi stepped over the high threshold, looked around, and walked to a large beam not far from the gate. Sit down on the short stone steps.

After treating the newly added wound as quickly as possible, she rolled up her trousers, and her ankle was really swollen.

Estimating the speed of these soldiers, she should be able to rest for half an hour right now.

But hiding here is not safe after all. After a little thought, Xia Zhaoyi quickly thought of a place.

On the northernmost low hill of Yuetang Temple, there is a hall with a roof in the shape of a dome. If you find some thick clothes, you can sleep on it.

Putting down the trousers, she stood up with difficulty while supporting the beam, and when she turned around to go out, there was a burst of very light footsteps from the entrance of the hall.

The footsteps were inaudible, but they landed steadily. If the hall was not empty and silent, she would not have noticed it.

Xia Zhaoyi concentrated for a while, only the sound of footsteps.

She quietly drew out the dagger, and a cold male voice suddenly sounded, "Ali?"

The overly empty hall made his voice ethereal, with clear echoes.

Xia Zhaoyi was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she couldn't tell whether it was real or not.

"Are you there?" the male voice asked again.

Xia Zhaoyi breathed slowly, turned around and walked out with a limp.

A faint silver frost slanted into the hall, and on the white stone hall, the facial features of the man were blurred, but the tall and slender figure was clearly outlined by the moonlight.

Shen Lie followed the movement quietly, his eyes touched her bloody clothes, he was suffocated, and walked away quickly.

The blood had solidified, and for a moment it was hard to tell how much of it was hers. Seeing her twitching feet on tiptoes, Shen Lie's brows and eyes raised in disbelief.Her figure is as light as hers, and her lower body is her most important advantage, but her feet are so injured.

"How bad is your foot? Can you still walk?" Shen Lie asked.

Xia Zhaoyi hadn't reacted so slowly for a long time. She watched him walking in the dark, his facial features gradually became clear, his sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome as before, but his demeanor was colder and calmer. She suspected that she had fallen asleep. in a dream.

"Ali?" Shen Lie called out.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't speak, just looked up at him.

The eyes were not confused, not empty, but clear and bright, but she just didn't respond.

Shen Lie's brows sank, and he suddenly made a movement that he never dared to imagine in his life. He held her hand-sized delicate face with his right palm, and gently held her face up: "A Li, I am Shen Lie."

The man's palms were hot, and the slender finger bones were covered with calluses from years of holding swords. The warmth from it made Xia Zhaoyi finally wake up like a dream.

"...Shen Lie," Xia Zhaoyi said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

As she said that, she subconsciously glanced sideways at the big palm on her left face, and Shen Lie lowered her hand: "Let's talk about it later, how is your injury?"

"I dealt with it briefly, but my foot was sprained. The mountain road was steep, and I met a few soldiers with good skills by the river, and accidentally fell."

Shen Lie frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I'll carry you on my back."

"I can't leave now. The road down the mountain is not easy. They will block the exit. With my current state, I will only become a burden to you."

"Then don't leave." Shen Lie took off the long sword from his back and pinned it to his thin waist and hips. "I'll carry you to find a safe and clean place first. You have a good rest, and I will take care of you."

Xia Zhaoyi watched him turn around and squat down, paused, she bent down and grabbed his broad shoulders.

Shen Lie's back is very straight, it looks thin and thin like an ordinary boy, but it is actually strong and fleshy.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to put all her body's strength on him, but as soon as she got close to him, she felt very tired and wanted to sleep drowsily.

The body and mind that were too tense and vigilant suddenly had a support, she closed her eyes unconsciously, all the weight in her body fell down, and her soft body was tightly pressed against his back.

After Shen Lie stepped out of the hall, he was slightly stunned, and looked sideways at her.

The girl breathed very lightly, her pale and bloodless face hung down on his shoulders, almost transparent under the moonlight, full of fragility and fragility.

Shen Lie stared at her fixedly, tracing her eyes one by one from her brows, eyes and cheeks, huge waves secretly surged in her jade-like eyes.

But soon, he concealed all his distress and did not let this emotion spread.

The top priority is to find a place to rest and deal with the injury as soon as possible.

Inside and outside the hall are large white stone bricks. The moonlight puts a layer of silver frost on the stone, and the light mountain mist fills the air.

In the blink of an eye, most of the mountain left from under the feet.

Finally found a relatively clean wing room, Shen Lie dragged out a quilt that didn't smell too musty from the old cabinet, and after laying it on the wooden bed, he took off his coat and put it on the mat, and then put the sleeping bedding on the bed. The girl picked it up and gently placed it on top.

Xia Zhaoyi opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at him vaguely.

Shen Lie saw it and said in a low voice, "Ali?"

Xia Zhaoyi moved his bleeding lips and wanted to speak, but was dragged down by the huge darkness, and only made a vague "um", closed his eyes again, and fell asleep completely.

Shen Lie raised his hand to cover her forehead, and then looked at her body.

Not daring to look at the graceful and exquisite curves, he looked at the wounds on her arms and legs.

Judging from the temperature, she didn't have a fever for the time being, but the injuries on her body, especially the few new ones, made Shen Lie feel a knot in his heart.

His heartbeat was fluctuating, and he knew that he shouldn't have unreasonable thoughts, but as a young man in his twenties, he has a strong and strong body, and he is full of vigor.

Shen Lie closed his eyes, allowing reason and restraint to return.

When he finally calmed down, he looked at the girl's sleeping face, said "I'm offended" softly, took her tight hand, and carefully rolled up her sleeves, for fear of hurting her wound.

……

The next day, Xia Zhaoyi opened his eyes.

The glaring sunlight outside the window sill fell on her face, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and subconsciously raised her hand to block it.

The hand was pressed.

Xia Zhaoyi lowered his eyes, not being pressed, but being held.

A man was lying beside the wooden bed, leaning on the side of her leg, with his face facing towards her feet.

Xia Zhaoyi blinked his eyes, and the vague memory of last night gradually became clear.

(End of this chapter)