Since ancient times, sand devils have conquered villains

The victims tonight also died in a miserable state.

Qin Lihe was a famous cloth merchant in Chang'an City. He died in his bedroom with hundreds of stab wounds in his body.

The scene was horrific, with blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Shi Dai only took one look and then retreated to the door with self-knowledge.

"The stab wounds were all caused during life."
Even though it was Yan Qinghuan, his scalp was numb when he saw this situation: "The murderer avoided all places that could be fatal, and the wounds were concentrated on the limbs, back and chest. In other words... when the puppet master committed the murder, Qin Lihe wanted to live but not to die. No, he suffered hundreds of stabs alive before he died from too much bleeding."

It’s scary to think about.

"Qin Lihe died under random swords, which fits the image of a sword-laden ghost."
Shi Dai unfolded the light yellow paper in her hand: "Today's strange story is called "The Knife"."

There were traces of the puppet master in Qinglongfang, and colleagues from Zhen'Esi came upon hearing the news, bringing with them the latest legend of Zhimei.

This time, the fiber paper was posted on the streets west of Qinglongfang.
Like the previous two, "The Knife" is also a story where good and evil are rewarded.

The protagonist is a cowardly, incompetent and withdrawn businessman. One day he saw several thieves robbing his house. Not only did he not report it to the authorities, but he also acted as an aide and killed the family.
After the incident was completed, the businessman received a considerable amount of ill-gotten wealth. As a result, he was plagued by nightmares every night. One day, the ghost of Dao Lao, who was transformed into a ghost of an injustice, came to seek revenge.

The head of the family was killed tonight, and the Qin Mansion was completely silent.

Jiang Baiyan had already bandaged his wound, and stood aside with his sword in his arms. He suddenly said, "I heard that Qin Li and Huatianjiuidi, Mrs. Liu is taking care of the village."

"Exactly."
Mrs. Liu suppressed a smile, glanced at him, and quickly looked away.

This young master had Zhang Shulang's gentle and good looks, but looking at him made her have the illusion that she was being stared at by a poisonous snake, which sent shivers down her spine.

"Qin Lihe is an empty-headed rich man."
Looking back on the past, Mrs. Liu sighed with regret: "He is from Jiangnan. He came to Chang'an more than 20 years ago, opened a cloth shop with ancestral money, and proposed marriage to the Liu family, who have been doing business for generations."

Mrs. Liu laughed to herself: "He and I are husband and wife, more like the boss and the accountant."

Shi Daipin revealed something fishy: "If Qin Lihe didn't stay in Jiangnan, why did he bring his ancestral family property to Chang'an?"

Mrs. Liu shook her head: "I once asked him this question, but Qin Lihe didn't answer."

After a moment of silence, seemingly hesitant, she whispered:
"I have suspected this for a long time. Qin Lihe claims to be from Yuezhou in the south of the Yangtze River, but he has never taken me to his home in Yuezhou. His behavior is not like that of a pampered young master, he is very vulgar. .”

Did he lie about his origins?Why lie?If Qin Lihe was not the so-called rich man from Jiangnan, where did the money he brought into Chang'an come from?

Shi Dai lowered her eyes, and in her chaotic mind, a thread finally appeared, waiting to be stripped away.

A man of unknown origin with a large sum of money.
The origin of this money is very intriguing.

"I found an interesting point."
Looking at the paper in her hand, Shi Dai said: "In these strange stories, the protagonist's character and experience can completely correspond to each of the deceased."

Yan Qinghuan: "Completely corresponding?"

Right?For example, in today's "Knife", although the protagonist is also a businessman, he is withdrawn and cowardly, which is very different from the violent and arrogant Qin Lihe.

"Remember the first one? It's called "Painted Skin."
Shi Dai said softly: "The protagonist in "Painted Skin" abuses his wife and children, rapes women, and seizes people's wealth. He is a bastard. Who does this description remind you of?"

Yan Qinghuan was slightly stunned and startled: "Qin Lihe!"

"The second chapter "The Hanged Ghost"."
Shi Dai nodded: "The protagonist is a hypocrite. On the surface, he lives in poverty and saves himself from trouble. He is regarded as a good person by his neighbors."

Isn't this the No. 1 victim in the serial murder case, the philanthropic and sanctimonious businessman Mu Tao?
"Let's read the third chapter "The Knife" again."
Shi Dai said: "The protagonist is lonely and cowardly. Because of his collusion with bandits, he is haunted by nightmares and the shadow in his heart is lingering."

Yan Qinghuan blurted out: "It's the teacher Chen Shuzhi who died yesterday!"

He clearly remembered that the teacher was taciturn and gloomy, and was also afraid of blood.

"That is to say."
The chaotic thoughts gradually condensed, and Yan Qinghuan suddenly figured out: "The protagonists in these strange stories are actually based on the deceased, but they are scattered and staggered."

For example, the protagonist in "The Knife" combines Qin Lihe's identity as a "cloth merchant" and Chen Shuzhi's "isolated and timid" character.
The protagonist in "The Hanged Ghost" adopts the identity of "Teacher" and Mu Tao's "gentle and elegant" temperament.

The puppet master mixed the characteristics of each two people together into the same story, and then disrupted the order to confuse the audience.
At first glance, no one would think that the story is related to the deceased.

As everyone knows, there is a connection between the story and the dead, and between the dead and the dead, and the two are intertwined and combined.
Like many scattered puzzle pieces, only by reassembling the pieces can we get a glimpse of the complete picture.

Thinking along this line of thought, Yan Qinghuan couldn't help but frown:
"Since the protagonist is indeed a real person, are the other descriptions in the story true? These people steal money, kill people and swindle goods..."

In the story written by the Puppet Master, the crimes committed by the three protagonists are——

"These three people," Yan Qinghuan swallowed, "have all robbed money."

"If my guess is correct, the three deceased people robbed and killed a family and then used the ill-gotten wealth to make a fortune."
Shi Dai nodded: "There is only one truth. The puppet master came to take revenge."

As for the stories about supernatural beings that were widely posted, rather than calling them murderous warnings, it was better to say that they were intended to tell the whole city about the evil deeds of the three people.

The Puppet Master is more than halfway there.
The story written by him has long been spread throughout Chang'an City. In the eyes of the people, the three deceased men committed many evil deeds and died unjustly.
This is not only killing people, but also killing people's hearts.

Her analysis fell in her ears, and her tone was soft but extremely powerful.
Yan Qinghuan was stunned after hearing this for a long time before showing excited admiration: "That's true!"

"Isn't Mr. Jiang investigating the source of the fiber grass paper?"
Shi Dai thought carefully and touched her chin: "When we determine the place, go there and ask about the unsolved cases from more than 20 years ago. Maybe we can confirm the identity of the puppet master."

She was born with a beautiful face. At this moment, she was concentrating on thinking. Her eyes were as clear as distant mountains. Compared with her smiling appearance most of the time, they were as bright and clear as spring water.

Jiang Baiyan looked at her and said calmly: "I can find out tomorrow."

How could his two teammates be so reliable?
Yan Qinghuan couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and became even more motivated.

Chang'an City is indeed full of capable people!

Where he couldn't see, Shi Dai pursed her lips to suppress the upward curve, clenched her fists, and hammered her sleeves with excitement.

finally!Say that classic line!
There is always only one truth!
The only informed fox, Ah Li: ...It’s finally time to be serious, please don’t be so childish!

*
It was almost midnight when we returned to Shi Mansion, and a sumptuous dinner was prepared in the dining hall.

Meng Ke was very interested in this case. After hearing the whole story, he was so happy that Shi Dai's father Lai Fu said, "When your father returns to Chang'an from the far north, you must let him take a look."
After thinking for a while, he said: "But you can't just rely on this talisman. What if you encounter an evil demon who can't read? Didi, how are you practicing drawing talismans?"

Shi Dai revealed the fact that her ability in drawing talismans was not as good as before, citing a fall that damaged her brain and confused her memory.
Now she has remembered all the memories of the original owner, but drawing amulets requires the unity of mind and heart. Even if she remembers the actions, it is difficult to imitate the mood.

To put it bluntly, she has only been in this world for ten days.

"I can already remember how to draw."
Shi Dai touched the tip of her nose: "But when drawing a slightly more difficult talisman, the spiritual energy will always be stagnant in a certain place and cannot be penetrated."

"Neither me nor your sister Liushuang understands such things as drawing talismans."
Meng Ke's eyes turned slightly, and for a moment he felt blessed: "Isn't Bai Yan good at it? You might as well ask him."

Jiang Baiyan, who was eating slowly, paused slightly.
Ah Li, who was lying in Shi Dai's arms, had his eyes wide open.
Shi Yunsheng, who was devouring a piece of ribs, also froze.

Shi Yunsheng frowned: "What's so good about drawing talismans? It's better to learn swordsmanship."
After he was found in the Shi Mansion, he studied talismans with Shi Jingcheng for a period of time, but felt that it was really boring and not as refreshing as the blade.

Feeling wary, Ahri shook her ears.
It really didn't want Shi Dai and Jiang Baiyan to have any additional involvement.

Meng Ke, Shi Jingcheng, and Jiang Baiyan's parents had a good relationship. In the eyes of the couple, Jiang Baiyan was gentle, polite, talented, and a lovable junior.

Meng Ke made this proposal, and Jiang Baiyan would not refuse.
Sure enough, it heard the young man Qingyue's smiling voice: "Okay."

Ahri:......
commit a sin.

The little fox curled up and shrank, raised his head and looked at Shi Dai.
As expected, the girl was in her usual good mood.

Of course Shi Dai was in a good mood.
What was she talking about before? With Jiang Baiyan by her side, it was like being in the same study group as the top grader. Not only could she complete her homework easily, but she also got free homework tutoring.

She decided to add an "aura of academic dominance" to Jiang Baiyan's strengths.

Jiang Baiyan said: "After dinner, Miss Shi can go to the study to write a few talismans for me to take a look at."

As soon as his voice fell, Shi Yunsheng answered quickly: "I'll go too."

"what are you going to do?"
Meng Ke smiled and touched his son's head: "You don't learn talismans."

Just now, he said with disdain, "It is better to learn swordsmanship than to learn talismans."
Choking on a sentence, Shi Yunsheng ground his back molars.

He couldn't explain why he didn't want Shi Dai to follow Jiang Baiyan to the study.
But I feel uncomfortable for no reason.

My heart took a few breaths.
Shi Yunsheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "I want to learn too."

*
So the three of them entered the study together.

The study room is spacious. When you enter the room, you can smell the scent of sandalwood and the lingering ink.
The open window is quiet, illuminated by candlelight, and countless rare and unique books are placed on the rosewood bookshelf, which is simple and quiet.

Meng Ke sent people to bring a lot of snacks, which were placed on the table in turn, such as jade dew dumplings, crystal dragon and phoenix cakes, and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, all of which were round and lovely.

It is said that cinnabar is formed from the pure Yang of heaven and earth and can ward off Yin evil.Dictating the purple hair pen in her hand with a bright red color, Shi Dai looked at Jiang Baiyan beside her, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Help, this feeling is like taking a quiz in class.

Jiang Baiyan suffered some injuries while chasing Dao Lao Gui today.
Fortunately, the wounds caused by the wind blade were all skin injuries, and they were not seriously injured after being bandaged by Yan Qinghuan. However, the color of his lips had faded away, making him look sickly pale.

Because of this, the small mole on his lips became more and more eye-catching, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Miss Shi."
Jiang Baiyan said: "Let's get started."

Shi Dai held the pen obediently.
Her fingers were slender and white, reflecting the light of the candlelight, glistening like warm glaze.As soon as I started to put pen to paper, a calming charm was successfully drawn, full of spiritual energy.

Since coming to this world, Shi Dai has been practicing talismans every day.
For this common calming talisman, she was already able to get it at her fingertips, but when it came to talismans with complicated strokes, she was only less than [-]% sure.

Looking at Jiang Baiyan again, Shi Dai coughed lightly: "This is simple. If it's more difficult, it won't be done smoothly."

Jiang Baiyan kept a suitable distance from her and nodded slightly: "Miss Shi, continue."

The purple brush came back and I drew a talisman to ward off evil and eliminate evil spirits.
This is a relatively complicated talisman and requires a lot of spiritual energy.For some reason, the pen tip always feels sluggish when it reaches the starting point and turning point.

So of course, a complete collapse followed.

Shi Dai:......
Sad news, a big failure.
Looking at the twisted cinnabar on the yellow paper, Shi Dai scratched her head, the tips of her ears turned red: "It's funny, doggy style."

A certain word touched his nerves, and Shi Yunsheng, who was scribbling on the table, quickly looked up.
Who do you scold?
Immediately I realized something was wrong:
Why does he want to impersonate himself as a dog? !
The last drawing of the evil-eliminating talisman was too embarrassing. Shi Dai took hold of the pen again, but it still stalled at the same corner and could not move forward.

It is said that if you work hard, you will be rewarded. She painted it seriously, and the talisman really lived up to her expectations. It changed from a dog crawling to a dog crawling seriously.

Shi Dai:......
Angry.

There was a slight tut from beside him.

Shi Yunsheng held the pen lazily, looked at the evil-eliminating talisman, and said in a protracted tone: "It's so ugly."

Shi Dai was not annoyed at all and looked at the yellow paper in front of him.
As expected, compared to her dog crawling, Shi Yunsheng's ghostly drawings are unsightly and have evolved into a dog convulsing. "It's so boring to draw symbols."
With a slight snort, Shi Yunsheng lowered his voice and said, "Why don't you practice sword practice?"
When it comes to practicing swordsmanship, he can also give her some pointers.

He spoke coldly, pretending to be absent-minded, holding the pen and sketching on the paper.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, the child frowned, wondering if her words of "so ugly" made her unhappy. She suddenly raised her head and smelled a wisp of fragrance.

"Hmm...who taught you how to hold a pen?"
Shi Dai stretched out her index finger and tapped his thumb: "Here, go down a little."

He hates writing and holding a pen. Why is he studying so seriously?
Shi Yunsheng curled his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally moved his thumb obediently: "It's really troublesome."

So obedient, so awkward, so cute.
Shi Dai raised the corners of her mouth, showing her aunt's smile.

Although she was not very proficient in drawing talismans, she could still hold a pen. She came closer and carefully adjusted Shi Yunsheng's messy pen holding posture.

Shi Yunsheng was not used to being touched.
For unknown reasons, when Shi Dai's fingertips covered his fingertips, pulling her index finger and middle finger to change positions, he did not jump away as usual.

Is it because her strength is too light?Or is it because her fingertips are refreshing and cool, making them less irritating?

Unable to think of an answer, Shi Yunsheng puffed up his cheeks.

He felt pleasure from such a touch, but his heart felt heavy.
He was already 13 years old, but he had to be taught how to hold a pen by her, not to mention Shi Dai, which he found ridiculous.

...so useless.
He was obviously trying hard to become stronger and didn't want to appear clumsy and embarrassed.

There was a lot of restlessness in his heart, and after being silent for a while, Shi Yunsheng looked away uncomfortably: "I won't study anymore."

Shi Dai was stunned: "Why?"

The boy in front of him lowered his eyes, his sharp features softened slightly under the candlelight, and said in a dull tone: "It's boring to draw symbols."

He clenched and unclenched his right hand. After a brief silence, he heard Shi Dai's voice: "But... Mr. Jiang's talismans are very powerful."

Shi Yunsheng:?
Like a little wolf whose tail was stepped on, Shi Yunsheng suddenly raised his head.

"Haven't you always wanted to defeat him? When you have trained your sword skills to be as good as his sword skills, you go to him for a duel, only to find that he has actually prepared a talisman as a back-up."
Shi Dai stretched out her hand and tapped the tip of his nose: "Are you willing?"

In one sentence, it hit the target perfectly.

overtake!No!sweet!Heart!
Seeing that the child's dejection faded instantly, Shi Dai narrowed her eyes and smiled.

She grew up in an orphanage and took care of many younger siblings with different personalities.
Shi Yunsheng was injected with a demon elixir by an evil cultivator and had to live away from the human race for many years. No matter how much he behaved like a grumpy hedgehog, deep down he must have low self-esteem.

Faced with such a child with strong self-esteem, too much comfort will make him less confident. It is better to prescribe the right medicine and stimulate him.

"My brother is so powerful. It would be a pity if he loses because he doesn't know how to use talismans."
Shi Dai raised her eyebrows and spoke a little softer: "Besides... you should accompany me. It would be boring for me to study alone."

Her voice was clear and crisp, her words were spoken like pearls, and she smiled softly, as if candy had melted at the end of her eyes.
It makes people unable to say the words of rejection.

Shi Yunsheng looked away: "Why, why should I accompany you?"

"Just because I am your sister."
A piece of lychee fried with honey was stuffed into his mouth, and the fruity aroma and sweetness of honey melted together.
Shi Dai raised her eyebrows and gave a proud smile: "This is called bloodline suppression, 'lychee energy is strong', do you understand?"

Humph.
The tip of Shi Yunsheng's ears felt slightly warm. He slowly swallowed the sweet fragrance and tightened his grip on the brush in his hand: "Study, learn and learn."
See if he doesn't learn, everything will be dark.

Shi Yun was furiously tracing the talisman, and Shi Dai sat back on the chair again, looking at the evil-eliminating talisman that was in trouble.
Even if you don't know each other when we meet, she and this talisman belong to you, you don't know me, and I don't know you.

"Young Master Jiang."
Shi Dai blinked and asked for advice seriously: "When you learned talismans, did you have any unique experience?"

What experience can I have.
Jiang Baiyan was imprisoned as a puppet. Seeing his extraordinary talent, the evil cultivator decided to make him a murderous knife.

For a long time, he lived alone in a dark room with only talismans and magic books around him.

What to say——
Jiang Baiyan: "You can master it by tracing calmly and only ten times."

Shi Dai:......
If everyone could master a talisman by tracing it ten times, wouldn’t there be all talisman geniuses in the world?
Shi Dai said bitterly: "Master Jiang's unique experience is so unique."
She can't learn either.

Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes and smiled.

As soon as his laughter disappeared, without any warning, Leng Xiang came from behind.
Before Shi Dai had time to react, she saw another hand holding the Zihao pen in her hand.

The aroma of medicine lingers on the tip of the nose.

Jiang Baiyan did not overstep his bounds. He only held the pen holder above her and did not touch her hand that was also holding the pen.
He was extremely tall and had a very pale expression, but he had a sense of oppression like imprisonment.

His shadow and aura were entangled like a net, covering him quietly.

"Would this be offensive?"

Nice voice.
We were usually far away from him, and our voice was like thin ice on the surface of the water in early spring, soft but cold.
It was so close at this moment, almost ringing close to my ears, like a jade stone striking water, causing soft ripples.

This is one-on-one homework tutoring from Xueshen.
Shi Dai quickly shook her head: "No offense."

When she spoke, she unconsciously glanced at Jiang Baiyan's right hand.
It looks like it is carved from cold jade, with distinct joints, and light cyan blood vessels can be seen as the pen is held.
There are also several slender scars that have not yet healed. They are not deep and are light pink in color.

It was mentioned in "Records of Common Life" that Jiang Baiyan never cared about such minor injuries and would hardly take the initiative to apply medicine.
He was always careless about his body.

"Drawing talismans requires concentration and concentration. Miss Shi has too many concerns and her writing is too complicated."
Jiang Baiyan whispered: "Calm down and follow my actions."

Shi Dai indeed had too many distracting thoughts.
The talismans are made in one stroke, and if there is even the slightest mistake, you must start over.She was thinking ahead and backward when drawing the talisman, unable to follow her heart and always fell into a rut.

The top of the pen holder was held by Jiang Baiyan. When he exerted force, Shi Dai's right hand moved.
The hands were too close, and the sleeves drooped and overlapped each other. When they were rubbing, they made an imperceptible sound.

He was proficient in this art, writing like a cloud of smoke, but in the blink of an eye, a talisman to eliminate evil and evil spirits was sketched out with familiarity.

Shi Dai:?
and many more.
How did he do it?Did you play it at ten times speed?Why does her symbol look like a turtle crawling around?

"Young Master Jiang."
Shi Dai asked tentatively: "Can you do it again? Move slower."

She heard the other party say "hmm" in a low voice.

This time Jiang Baiyan really slowed down, painting as smoothly as he could, in one go.
The cinnabar was winding, outlining the mysterious and complicated inscriptions. Just like this, he drew a few more pictures. Miraculously, Shi Dai finally realized a sense of understanding.

Just like the solid ice melting, a pool of stagnant water gradually comes to life.

Jiang Baiyan behind him had already let go and took a step back: "Miss Shi, try again."

Shi Dai followed the good example and drew the talisman again.
Sui Jiang Baiyan's feelings when she started writing were still vivid in her mind, which made her write smoothly.This time there was no sluggishness, like gurgling water.

Although this evil-eliminating talisman is not exquisite, it is much improved compared to her first two works.

Jiang Baiyan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Miss Shi is very talented."
Shi Dai's ability to break through the shackles so quickly was beyond his expectation.He just made a brief point, but the other party understood this talisman thoroughly.

It worked!
For the first time, she finished drawing the evil-eliminating talisman without pausing. Shi Dai couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and looked up at him, with undisguised joy in her eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang. You taught me well."

How can you be stingy and boastful at a time like this!
Shi Dai had an epiphany and sat at the table to continue drawing talismans.Gradually, the harshness disappeared without a trace, and there was a faint light in the talisman.
Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes to watch her movements.

Shi Dai didn't realize that Ah Li's body was tense as she huddled beside the table.

Help, help.
Wherever he looked, Jiang Baiyan stood behind Shi Dai.Because he is standing, the shadow completely covers the latter, like a filthy swamp, and will be swallowed up if he is not careful.

Although his gaze was light, it was like a dangerous snake, moving silently, crawling up her fingertips, the back of her hands, and her wrist bones one by one.

There is no charm in this look. Ah Li has reason to believe that Jiang Baiyan, the madman, is thinking about the feeling of piercing Shi Dai's skin with a long sword.

Jiang Baiyan indeed thought so.

He has killed countless humans and monsters in his life, and in his eyes, all creatures are nothing more than a thin layer of flesh.
There was a time when he measured people by the pleasure he felt when taking that person's life with the edge of his sword.

Shi Daiyin held the pen and drew the talisman, revealing a white wrist, as thin and thin as silk.
Such thin skin, if it is scratched by a sword blade——

Thoughts stopped abruptly.
Jiang Baiyan suddenly paused.
Caught off guard, something lightly brushed against his palm.

An unprecedented feeling suddenly spread, not pain, but a slight itch, seeping into the depths of the flesh, trembling.
Unable to restrain himself, Jiang Baiyan curled up his fingertips and his back became slightly stiff.

He realized belatedly that Shi Dai had stuffed something into his hand, and inadvertently, her nails scraped against the soft flesh of his palm.

It's a small porcelain bottle.
Jiang Baiyan had seen it. This was the medicine Shi Dai carried with him.

Seeing his appearance, Shi Dai was also stunned.

Jiang Baiyan helped her draw the talisman, and she should express her gratitude.Remembering that this man didn't care about his wounds, he simply gave him this bottle of plaster.
This medicine was obtained from Yaowang Mountain. It is rare and hard to find, and it is worthy of a thank you gift.

In the past, everything given to Jiang Baiyan was rejected without exception. This time, Shi Dai learned to be smart and put the porcelain bottle directly into his hand.
She really didn't expect Jiang Baiyan to show such an expression——

The moment he was touched by her, those peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, and the coldness faded away. The eyes looking at her were filled with confusion, and there were beautiful ripples in the water.
She even heard the low breath coming from Jiang Baiyan's throat, as faint as light smoke, tickling her ears.

Like broken silk.

His face was so beautiful that Shi Dai was mesmerized and said, "Mr. Jiang, I hurt you...did I touch your wound?"
She probably didn't have any strength, right?
The trance only lasted for a moment.
Jiang Baiyan held the porcelain bottle tightly, the emotion in his eyes was dark and unclear: "I was distracted. I'm sorry."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang today. This bottle of medicine is a thank you gift."
Shi Dai breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him for a while, her eyebrows slightly curved: "Can I continue to ask you for advice in the future?"

*
The night is dark, starless and moonless.
Jiang Baiyan went back to his room alone.

There was a lamp in the room like a bean, the fire was swaying, and the porcelain bottle was placed on the table by him.

The mask-like smile faded, revealing a coldness as cold as clear snow.He raised his right hand and frowned slightly, recalling his feelings at that moment.

An extremely strange feeling.

This body had been drowning in pain for so long that it was already rotten.
He was used to the pain of flesh being torn open, and even if the blade of a knife pierced his palm, he could still turn a blind eye.
Only today, just a flick of Shi Dai's fingertips caused him to tremble continuously.

Jiang Baiyan raised his hand, his left index finger fell on the palm of his right hand, and passed slowly across it.
It's just the dullness of skin-to-skin contact, nothing special.

Could it be that a gentler force is needed?
Childish curiosity appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his right hand as usual, placing the palm of his hand against the dancing candlelight.

Different from the stinging pain of the blade sinking into flesh and blood, being burned by fire is closer to a soft burning pain.
Jiang Baiyan occasionally likes this kind of pain, and has the illusion of being treated gently, which makes him feel at ease.

The tongue of fire licked, as soft as gauze.
It was obviously a gentle touch, but unexpectedly, it couldn't make him feel the same itch as that moment.

Jiang Baiyan watched quietly, slowly closed his palms, and held the flame tightly.

The wind blew the bamboo shadows and the lights suddenly went out.
There was a rare confusion in his eyes.

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100 red envelopes in the comment area ~ How could someone think of cutting her skin with a knife and be frightened by being tickled (pointing and pointing) Xiaojiang has a delicate and soft body, she would beg for pain x
感谢在2023-08-20 00:19:13~2023-08-21 18:28:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who threw the rocket launchers: Wen Yi (Qi Sili’s wife version) 2; cocoboco 1;
Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenades: Mai Fei, Maoeryan, Gu Qingbai, and Breeze Qingshang;
Thank you to the little angel who threw the mines: Can I change my name? 6 2; KimSeokJin, 咩婷特, Half a poem, don’t let me name it! ! ! 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 100 bottles of cocoboco; 54 bottles of Xingxing; 46 bottles of Guaguagua; 36 bottles of Kangna sauce; 26 bottles of cat eggs; 22 bottles of Fool Not Stupid; Bie Meister, Si Luo, Xue Yue 39786779 bottles of Little Kitty, 20, Baiyun, Tianli Zhaozhao, and Wine Entering Sansi; 19 bottles of Jiangnan Water Village; 18 bottles of Maonan Haibei; 17 bottles of Ningqiyuan; Fans of the Eternal Emperor, Jiahui, Shifeiya, and Wife Tietie 15 Bottles; ZJZ 14 bottles; Sanlu 11 bottles; The user you called is not online, Yizi, tell the world about the medical records, Chaonan Mountain, Moon, Star Flower, Go to the Railing, Xiaobei, -When I was a teenager-, It must be described below the neck, I wish you 10 bottles; SSR, because of the literary shortage, I guard 9 bottles; Ye Qiqi Qi 8 bottles; That Who, Qing Mo 6 bottles; Si Yue, Rotten Pomegranate Pie, Little Fox, Luo Lin, Mrs. Henry, 5 bottles of momo; 4 bottles of Yu Nanxue; It’s a Cat Monster, 65509280, 3 bottles of time complexity; Jing’er, Weiguai, don’t give BL pure love to local dogs! ! , 2 bottles of 玡珂; Xiaohuaxiaoyao, Salted fish does not turn over 22223333, Yunxi is sleepy again., Liuxuyu, Youyin, Xueyunfengqing, Daegu Hospital Director Kim Taehyung, Ah this this this, Kristin, stupid pig , Wooden Azusa, Cicadas on the Tree, Oh Hey, Zi Yin, Du Mi Luo Luo Luo, Chaosheng, White Radish, 41838348, Lord’s Black Gloves, Lemon Meng, Ruby Xiaojunjun, Xiaoyu who loves cats , Wei Chi, Mu Xu a, Haoyue., Meizi Huang Shiyu, Half Poems, Senmo, Xinyi, Cats and Cats &, Luming NeiNei, Never Encounter Strange Three Views Again, Wangwang Broken Ice Iceyyy, Pei Ji Baby Mommy Love You, Xuanxuan, did you eat fish today? Mild pollution, so hungry, 233, Sui Sui, 1 [-] bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!