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Chapter 391 I want to take him with me
This night tortured Shen Ying terribly.

She is not good at serving people, she was speechless when she was dragged by him to this barren mountain, and it took her all her strength to carry him to the temple, she was so tired that she could fall asleep with her eyelids glued, but he She was full of nonsense, and seeing the extremely dangerous situation, she could only hold on and stay awake.

At dawn, she became sober instead, and the best news was that no one came after her. At this moment, she dared not say whether she was confident enough to deal with all the situations.

Because according to the situation last night, the young man's enemy is not yet known how powerful, and she is naturally not arrogant enough to think that she can fight against all opponents in the world.

But she is confident that her uncle and aunt will definitely come to find her. Zi Xiang was still on the cliff before, she also knows martial arts, and has always been calm and prudent, so she will definitely find a way to find her.

If she can't be found, Zi Xiang will definitely go back to the capital immediately and tell her aunt. In this way, her uncle and aunt will come to her soon, and she will be safe within two or three days at most.

When she was sure of this, she calmed down and waited quietly for the signal from the Ling family.

The pursuers down the mountain didn't know whether they didn't want to be exposed or gave up. Before they searched the valley, Shen Ying took this opportunity to use all available methods to save the young man's life.

Fortunately, there is a well in the temple, and it is still a living spring. She took some water and boiled it for the young man, and gave him a rough scrub. In the evening, he developed a fever, and she took care of it until midnight. Fortunately, it was stable. .

He squinted against the wall for a while, woke up hungry in the early morning, and took his sword to the mountains to hunt a few rabbits. He didn't know how to cook them, so after peeling the rabbit skins, he simmered them on the fire.

It's really tasteless, not at all delicious as Ling Song and the others baked in Zhuangzi.

When a person was sitting on the ground with a rabbit and tearing its legs, Shen Ying looked at the boy lying flat on the simple bed made of branches, and still felt that it was not so real.

Who would have thought that the day before yesterday she was still eating warm ginseng chicken soup in the deep house with a burning copper smoker cage, but now she is wandering in this dilapidated temple eating rabbits?Still have to guard a living dead?

"Tong Qi, Tong Qi..."

The boy moved and made a sound.

Shen Ying moved over and saw that he had opened his eyes. Although he was still unconscious, being able to speak meant he was awake.

She touched his forehead and neck again, it had cooled down, and he was sweating profusely.

She put the rabbit down, wiped his head and neck with hot water, and fed him some water.

"You didn't leave?" He obviously still remembered her.

"I can't go out, there are still people at the foot of the mountain. They will probably regard me as your accomplice."

Shen Ying's tone was languid, but her eyes were shining brightly on him who seemed to be out of danger.

The young man coughed, and after holding his breath, he said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

This is still like a human saying.Shen Ying threw away the torn cloth from the clothes that wiped her face, and sat beside her slowly tearing up rabbit legs to eat.

After washing his face, he doesn't look too bad. His eyebrows are thick and long, his nose is high and straight, and his eyelashes are also long. He looks very well-behaved inexplicably. Of course, he can be grateful, which makes people feel more comfortable.

"I'm not dead," he murmured.

Shen Ying said: "Yes. You are strong."

The young man was slightly embarrassed, and said in a muffled voice: "My brothers who play well call me A Rong. What's your name?"

When the name was mentioned, Shen Ying stopped tearing the meat for a moment, feeling that she couldn't be too reassuring with strangers, so she said vaguely, "Do you want to eat meat?"

The boy didn't speak.

Shen Ying observed him, and conveniently tore some rabbit meat and stuffed it between his lips.He was a little startled, subconsciously resisted, and then his cheeks were a little red, but he didn't spit out the meat.

Shen Ying instantly felt as interested in feeding the white cat at home as dried fish. She tore up meat and fed it to him one after another. Once she accepted her, he was very obedient. Although he was still a little uncomfortable, he still ate it meekly.

"You hunted rabbits?"

"Strictly speaking, he was stabbed to death with a wooden stick. Without a bow and arrow, it is really useless."

The boy was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Why don't you go?"

"Don't tell you."

Shen Ying fiddled with the fire and said.

Although she didn't think he was a bad person, she still didn't want to reveal her family background to others easily. My aunt said that people have to be wary.

The boy ate a rabbit leg, but he didn't eat it, and he recovered a little.

Shen Ying took a broken earthen pot that had been washed and boiled water to make tea.

He asked, "Where did you get the tea?"

She patted her purse: "I bring it with me."

He was silent for a while, and asked again: "It seems that you are still a fastidious person."

"So-so." She clumsily added firewood to the stove.

In fact, she could also see that he was a particular person. Although he couldn't take care of himself, and had to feed him if he stuttered, he basically didn't make any noise other than chewing when he ate.

He is also very quiet when lying down. In fact, his neck and legs can be moved, and his hands can be moved occasionally.

His hair is very black and shiny, and his fingernails are neatly trimmed, with two rows of small crescent buds, revealing his original health.

He didn't talk too much, but he answered every question, and his attitude was much better. Shen Ying didn't know why her uncle didn't have a signal nearby, so she could only buy food and drink, and take care of him to pass the boring time. .

In the evening of that day, she finally heard the short whistle that she was very familiar with at the bottom of the mountain. She rushed to the door, found out the direction, and then walked back to look at him who was sleeping soundly, holding his sword and preparing to go down the mountain.

She thought about it halfway, put the sword back in his hand, looked at him for a while, and ran down the hillside.

People who practice martial arts have their own contact methods. After Shen Ying sent out a few whistles, the previous whistle immediately responded with a sense of urgency!

She went towards the voice, and saw Ling Yan hovering restlessly holding his sword under a big locust tree at the foot of the mountain!

"Uncle!"

She ran over happily.

"Bell!"

Ling Yan was suddenly happy and came up to meet him.

"You girl! Where did you go? Your aunt is in a hurry!"

Seeing her face, Ling Yan couldn't help scolding her, and kept looking at her: "Are you okay? What's wrong with this arm?!"

"It's okay! A few days ago, my carriage fell off the cliff and suffered a little injury." She ignored it lightly, and said happily, "Uncle, I saved someone this time!"

Ling Yan's expression faded instantly: "Who is it?"

"I don't know. But he was seriously injured and couldn't see. I took him to escape!"

After hearing this, Ling Yan frowned: "You didn't know his background, so you took him along to escape?"

Shen Ying was stunned: "I don't think he looks like a bad guy."

"Silly girl, how can you tell who is good and who is bad?" Ling Yan said.

When it was over, his brows loosened, and he said in a calm tone: "You did the right thing, uncle shouldn't scold you.

"It's just that Tongzhou is not peaceful. I've been wandering around recently, and I've bumped into several people with suspicious backgrounds, but they are consciously avoiding me.

"I suspect it has something to do with the fight you had that day. This is a place of right and wrong, let's go back early."

Shen Ying hesitated for a moment: "Then what about the man I saved? He is still in the ruined temple on the mountain, can I take him with me?"

"I can't control that much anymore. Don't worry about it."

Shen Ying thought for a while, and finally nodded.

Although she was also worried about the young man, she would definitely obey her uncle's words. She really shouldn't get too involved with this kind of right and wrong.

(End of this chapter)