Fast Transmigration: Save Him

Qing Jiu rushed to the shop in a hurry and saw that the fire had been put out. There were five corpses covered with white cloth on the ground.

Fu Linshan was standing in front of the explosion kiln, talking to a disheveled man in a low voice. He should be asking about the situation.

Qing Jiu looked around and found that there were no suspicious people except those who survived and sat on the ground to have a rest, and a dozen onlookers.

They are all experienced craftsmen, and there will never be such a big mistake, so someone must have done something in the kiln.

Qing Jiu clenched her lips, walked slowly to the ruins in front of her, squatted down, took out a white silk handkerchief from her body, and gently twisted a piece of metal on the ground.

This is a kiln for firing porcelain. How can there be metal in it? Craftsmen will not wear such metal here. It looks like a safe brand.

Qing Jiu stood up and wiped the dust with a handkerchief, which clearly engraved the word "Yan".

Yan? Qing Jiu wondered: she didn't remember anyone she knew who had this word in his name.

"How about Qing Jiu? Do you see anything? " Fu Linshan asked, see nine Qing alone beside in a daze, so came to ask.

"No Qing Jiu shakes her head and hides things in her sleeve. Because the light is dim, Fu Linshan doesn't notice anything unnatural about her.

"People from the government have been here. It's an accident, but I don't think it's that simple. Qing Jiu, don't be too eager to investigate this matter. It's the top priority to pacify the family of the dead first. " Fu Lin Shan's vision crosses Qing Jiu, looking at the corpse on the ground, the facial expression again dignified a few minutes.

"I see. Dad, go back and have a rest first. I'll deal with it here." Qing Jiu's Yu Guang glimpses a group of people coming towards here, which should be the family members of the five people.

Fu Linshan was also a little tired, nodded slightly, "I'll go back and send some people to follow you. Be careful yourself. When you're done, you'll go home quickly."

"Well." Qing nine should a, toward that group of people walk past.

As soon as the group of people saw Qing Jiu's posture, they could see that he might be from the shop. They rushed to meet him. They were crying for a long time, and each sentence was complete.

"My son, I'm so young that I'm gone. What can I do when I'm alone?"

"Pillar, your son is waiting for you to go home!"

“.…..”

Qing nine only feel a head two big, looking at the front of a group of people, in front of a dizzy, step back just a little steady body, calm down to think about what to do next.

"Everyone, be quiet. I can understand your feelings. We are also very sad when such a thing happens. In this way, each family will send a representative to claim the body, and then get a compensation. If you still have difficulties in life, we can also provide you with a job to make a living. How about that?" Qing Jiu tried to make her voice a little more steady and looked at the crowd a little nervously.

If a few of them make a fuss, the proposal will be invalid.

"I agree." A wife saw four silent, on crutches, trembling out of the crowd.

Because she was alone, the others nodded and agreed.

Qing nine breathed a sigh of relief, let everyone to claim the body.

When the last person received the compensation, it was already dawn; Qing Jiu held his waist with one hand and walked slowly towards Fu Fu.

"Didn't dad say that he would send me some people? He won't come home and rest, will he? Is that too tragic for me? " Qing nine side discontentedly broken read, while twisting stiff neck.

A rustle of footsteps came from behind Qing Jiu. She immediately became alert and quickened her pace.

The people behind him also realized that Qing Jiu had quickened his pace, and the sound of his footsteps was also much faster.

Qing Jiu subconsciously pinches the small metal card in her sleeve. Her intuition tells her that the person behind her is aiming at this thing. He must have something to do with the explosion.

Just as Qing Jiu was thinking, her hands were already on her shoulders. Five fingers pinched her hard. Qing Jiu let out a cry and fell to the ground.

Qing Jiu sat down on the ground and looked up at the man in front of him. He was dressed in black and covered with black cloth. He was holding a knife in his hand with a faint cold light.

"Give it up!" That person's voice is like a cat's paw across the metal, very harsh, Qing Jiu can't help but get goose bumps.

"What is it?" Qing Jiu asked blankly, holding the metal card tightly in her hand and slowly moving back. Her left hand touched a stone. She quickly grasped it and was ready to hit the man's head.

"Don't pretend to me! I saw you pick it up with my own eyes. Did you see the words on it? Then I can't keep you! " The man stares at Qing Jiu tightly and raises the knife in his hand.

Qing Jiu closed her eyes and began to mourn for her short and not wonderful life.

"Ping!"

Without the blood that Qing Jiu expected, she carefully opened her eyes and saw the man lying on the ground with a man in black standing in front of her.

Qing Jiu always felt that this figure was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Well, you're not with him, are you? Thank you very much. If you don't leave me your name, I'll come and thank you some other day. " Qing nine from the ground to get up, but also ignore the soil on the body, ran to the man behind.

The man didn't speak, but slowly shook his head and left with his long legs.

"Ah Qing Jiu wants to stop him. Just as he wants to raise his foot to chase him, he finds that his ankle seems to be twisted. He just got up in a hurry and didn't notice.

"Come on, go home. Xiaobai, who would he be? " Qing Jiu said suspiciously, limping back to Fu Fu.

Back to Fu Fu, Qing Jiu went directly back to his room.

With a tired face, she pushed the door open and went in. She saw that the curtain of the inner room was tightly drawn; She walked over gently, slowly opened the curtain, and saw Fu Chengqing lying on the bed sleeping soundly.

Qing nine hook lip a smile, turn around to look for some medicine to apply, the result a bow saw Fu Chengqing shoes.

There's fresh mud on the edge of the shoes. It's not near Fu Fu's house. It's like

Qing Jiu spread out his palm and quietly looked at the clay on his hand.

Did Fu Chengqing go there tonight? But he is a fool. Will he find his way back when he goes out? He doesn't have to go to the place where the accident happened when he goes out to play, does he?

Qing Jiu frowns and stares at Fu Chengqing who is asleep for a long time. Then, with doubts in her heart, she goes to the table and sits down. She takes off her shoes to check the condition of her ankles.

OK, just a little swelling.

Qing nine hand gently rubbed a few times, a careless, put on the table cup down.

"Ping Ping" for a while. Fu Chengqing was successfully woken up.

"Qing Jiu, are you back?" Fu Chengqing rubbed his sleepy eyes and got out of bed. Seeing Qing Jiu's swollen ankle, he stepped back to the cupboard next to him.

"Injury, medicine, and the wind that I used." Fu Chengqing moved the stool to Qingjiu and sat down. He gently raised Qingjiu's ankle with his right hand. Then he poured the wine in the medicine bottle into his palm and rubbed his two hands. Then he slowly applied it to Qingjiu's ankle.

A cool idea rushed up from the ankle, alleviated Qing Jiu's pain.

"Cheng Qing, I didn't expect you to knead it quite comfortably. Thank you." Qing Jiu closed his eyes comfortably, feeling warm.

"If Qing Jiu is comfortable, I'll be comfortable. Hehe." Fu Chengqing chuckled a few times. Seeing that the kneading was almost done, she gently lowered her ankle, then stood up and stared at Qing Jiu.

"What for?" Qing Jiu was a little uncomfortable with him.

"Hold you." Fu Chengqing was embarrassed to smile and bent down to pick up Qing Jiu.

Qing Jiu exclaimed in amazement, and put his hands around Fu Chengqing's neck for fear that he would accidentally fall himself. However, his feet were steady, and Qing Jiu was not so afraid.

"Qing Jiuxiang, hehe, hehe." He took a breath, and a blush flashed across his face.

Why? Why does Qing Jiu think this sentence is a bit colorful?

Fu Chengqing gently put Qing Jiu on the bed, but did not immediately get up, staring at Qing Jiu for a long time, then suddenly bowed his head and gave him a kiss on the lips.

Qing Jiu is petrified.

"Qing Jiu, I want to be like that night." Fu Chengqing said sheepishly.

that day? Which day? Qing nine don't understand, immediately think of that beautiful night.

"Er, Cheng Qing, you... OK." Qing Jiu thinks that they are both husband and wife. It's natural for them to do that. There's nothing to avoid.

Qing Jiu closed his eyes and trembled slightly, just like a rabbit about to be slaughtered.

Fu Chengqing was really amused by her expression, pulled out a black belt from her body and gently covered Qing Jiu's face.

"I, I read the pamphlet, it's like this." Fu Chengqing pretended to be ignorant, took off his clothes, and then picked with his slender fingers, the belt around Qing Jiu's waist loosened.

Qingjiu nervously grasps the sheets and feels Fu Chengqing's hand and breath

At dawn, Qing Jiu slowly fell asleep, while Fu Chengqing leaned sideways, chin in one hand, looking at the sleeping woman in front of her.

With his other hand, he felt under the pillow for a small box containing a pill.

If you eat this one, you will never have trouble.

He took out the pill and hesitated again as he approached Qing Jiu's mouth.

He looked at the innocent face and thought of the joy between them just now. The gesture of his hand was about to be taken back.

no way! This woman is not necessarily a good person.

Finally, reason got the upper hand. Fu Chengqing reached out and gently broke a crack in Qing Jiu's lips and put the pills in.