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Chapter 132 Fate is long and the result is not always the same (2) ([-] more)

Wanyan choked up and begged, it was the first time in her life to ask for help.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Pei was disturbed by Wanyan's crying, and interrupted Wanyan impatiently, "I promise you, I'll just try!"

Seeing that Wanyan was about to smile in tears, Mr. Pei immediately poured cold water on him and said: "But his injury is too serious, I can only try my best, I can't guarantee the result."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Wanyan's face was full of tears, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, her gratitude was palpable, "It's fine if you're willing to give it a try!"

"Okay, okay, don't give me ecstasy soup."

Although Mr. Pei was still relentless, his tone softened obviously, "You are very weak now, you should lie there quietly and recuperate, there is still a long way to go to Fenglin Island."

"Okay!" Wanyan heard the words, immediately lay down obediently and closed her eyes, and handed herself and Heng Li to Pei Qing with peace of mind.

She knew that Pei Qing must be a good person.

She saw the kindness in his eyes, it was the kindness that grandpa had for her own granddaughter.

Although Wanyan has never met her grandpa, and she doesn't know what it's like to have a grandpa, but from the first time she saw Pei Qing, she felt that grandpa should be like this.

At least, her grandpa should look like this.

Looking at the girl who was as pale as paper and as delicate as paper in front of her, Pei Qing's heart was extremely complicated.

He is in pain.

Wanyan and that boy easily awakened the darkest memory that had been sleeping deep in his memory for a long time.

And the two people in front of them are so similar to those two people back then, the similarity makes Pei Qing subconsciously feel that the ending of the two of them will be the same.

Such a tragedy.

But he was very happy.

After living in seclusion for 15 years, Wanyan was the first relative he met.

Although he only has two close relatives in total, even though they are not related by blood.

Pei Qing's eyes were erratic on the sea, just like his mind.

Fate is always changing, and the result is not always the same.

In the end, everything is still the same, all the same.

She is just like her, just as innocent and kind-hearted, just as stubborn, just as blind to people's hearts, just as determined and never let go.

And he, like him, is as deep in the city, as hypocritical as noble, as good at demagoguery, as ruthless.

Qi Luo, come and tell Daddy, what should Daddy do with your little girl...

Pei Qing lived in seclusion in a small wooden three-story building, which was exquisite and old.

Except for a table, the first floor is surrounded by bookshelves. There are hundreds of books, most of which are medical books.

There are also many small stone stoves in the center of the house, with stone earthen pots falling from them, some of which are simmering medicine, and some of them are not.

Before approaching the hut, one could smell the medicinal fragrance coming from here from afar.

The second floor is much more spacious, with two clean and spacious bedrooms.

The third floor is an empty and messy utility room.

Outside the small building, there is also a large medicinal herb garden, where all kinds of herbs are planted, as well as some fruits and vegetables for Pei Qingsu's daily life.

At this time, Heng Li was lying on the bed in a bedroom, her face was still calm and gentle, as if she was sleeping soundly.

Mr. Pei was taking his pulse seriously, and Wanyan stood behind Mr. Pei, not even daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing his diagnosis and treatment for Heng Li.

An hour later, Mr. Pei was still checking his pulse, his focused eyes became more and more serious.

When Mr. Pei finally removed his hand from Heng Li's pulse, Wan Yan hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Senior Pei, how is he doing!"

"Hey..." Mr. Pei shook his head, sighed softly, "He's injured much more seriously than I thought, I'm afraid it's hard to heal.

It is very difficult to bring him back to life, even if he wakes up, his mind will have already been scorched to pieces by Ziwei Tianhuo, and he will not even be able to live a normal life. "

"What..." Wanyan's heart turned cold when she heard it.

It is impossible to live a normal life...

How proud, how self-respecting, and how ambitious Mr. Heng is...

If he can only rely on others for the rest of his life, let alone work hard for the common people in the world, he can only survive.

What a hopeless thing this would be for him...

Just thinking about it makes Wanyan tremble with distress.

"Have you figured it out?" Pei Qing put away the soft pillow under Heng Li's wrist, and asked without turning around, "Can you save me?"

After a long silence, Wanyan struggled in her heart.

"save!"

After a long time, Wanyan firmly bit out a word from her mouth.

This is Master Heng's own life, I have no right to decide for him.

All I can do is to wake Lord Heng up first, and then let him make his own choice.

If at that time, he feels that living is more painful than dying, then I will respect his choice.

Big deal, I'll go with him.

Thinking about it, Wanyan became more and more determined.

"You have to think about it. It can be said that it is difficult to wake him up. I'm afraid you will have to suffer."

Pei Qing stood up and reminded Wanyan.

"No problem!" Wanyan nodded firmly, "Just ask for anything you need, and I'll get it right away."

"To save him, it's not difficult to say, only four leaves are needed.

But whether you can get it depends on your own good luck. "

Pei Qing walked to a bookshelf while talking, pulled out a book seemingly at random, and flipped through it with a "crash".

"Which four leaves are they?" Wanyan hurriedly asked.

"These four leaves are: the spring leaves of Mingling, the summer leaves of Fengming tree, the autumn leaves of Dachun, and the winter leaves of Xuanyuan cypress."

Pei Qing closed the book with a "snap", and explained: "Only the leaves of the four seasons of the ancient four sacred trees can extinguish the extremely pure crape myrtle sky fire in his body.

The Fengming tree grows on Fenglin Island. Although summer is over, I have collected summer leaves.

As for the spirit of the underworld, I belong to the Shenmu underworld of my clan. I don't make things difficult for you, but I can give it to you.

In addition to these two kinds of god leaves, the other two need you to ask for more blessings. "

"Great! Thank you, Senior Pei, for your kindness!"

Although there are still two kinds of god leaves that have not been found, Wanyan already feels very grateful for Mr. Pei's kindness.

"You can start planning to get the leaves tomorrow, you have to take a good rest today."

Old Pei said that he really couldn't bear to look at Wanyan's pale and weak appearance.

"Thank you senior for your concern, but I'm actually fine." Wanyan smiled, trying to look energetic, but her pale complexion and deep, dark eye sockets completely betrayed her.

"I just don't know if the junior can borrow the books from the senior. I want to know more about the Shenmu."

"Hahahaha, okay." Mr. Pei suddenly laughed and agreed readily.

(End of this chapter)