No Worries about Food and Medicine

How far away this is, Yu Jinnian looked at the top of the mantle.

He never thought he would experience so many things, let alone know so many people.

When he first arrived in Xin'an County, his biggest expectation was that he should open a whole medical hall, accept two educated apprentices, and take good care of his illness. Especially at the beginning, I did n’t have four or six on my lips. I said what I said. I did n’t care about it. I thought that one day I would never see Ji Hong again.

——I did n’t expect to have such a deep bond with this person.

Bai Meiren was comforted by Ji Hong, squinted and whispered softly, Yu Jinnian turned his head, and the cat opened his eyes sharply and stared at him. A pair of Bi pupils resemble Ji Hong's eyes, clear, indifferent, and insight into people's hearts. It is said that cats are messengers of the nether world, and they can see through the mist between yin and yang and see through the vague truth.

What Yu Jinnian is Bai Meiren looking at?

Yu Jinnian didn't know who he was anymore, nor did he know if Ji Hong would question his experience, or would he ... fear?

Thinking, Bai Mei suddenly screamed and kicked his chest out of bed anxiously, jumping off the bed, Yu Jinnian turned his head to look, Ji Hong stared at the three blood marks on the back of his hand, and the thin cat claw marks were going out intermittently. Bleeding bleeding beads. He wanted to wipe it out, Yu Jinnian turned over one by one, and quickly dragged over to look at it, his face worried: "Does it hurt?"

Ji Hongyou looked away and fell on the teenager's face: "These little things are really hard to handle."

"Your nails are a bit long. Xu scratched it. This is the case with cats. They don't like being restrained by others. They do their own thing." Yu Jinnian took his own medicine box, took out the distilled strong liquor, and clamped a cotton ball with tweezers , Dip the wine to gently disinfect Ji Hong ’s wounds, he knelt on the bed, holding Ji Hong ’s hand and blew, “Fortunately, I did n’t grasp deeply, I just broke my skin, I did n’t need to take medicine, but this Don't touch the raw water for two days. "

The rice-like blood beads oozed out slightly, the wine ran down the wound into the flesh, and Ji Hong gently frowned.

"Did I scratch you?" Ji Hong asked, "What should I do to you?"

In the early spring, Qingling Lingling sneaked in along the gap opened by Bai Meiren and rolled up Yu Jinnian's sleeve. There was a drum in the curtain, Ji Hong's shoulder-brushed black hair was lifted by the night wind, and the bedside lamp trembled tremblingly, and it was difficult to maintain the crumbling light. Ji Hong recovered, his fingertips scratched seemingly in the palm of the other person's palm, and then gently pulled out: "A little injury, don't toss. Sleep."

Yu Jinnian grabbed it, threw the cotton ball with blood and replaced it with a new one. The cat out of the window meowed, and Xiao Dingdang squatted on the bench stool under the corridor, licking Bai Meiren's hair at once, meticulously, and Yu Jinnian also wiped Ji Hong's wound at once.

"Do you believe in corpses for life?"

The tent fell, and the gauze cut off the sight of the two people, and only the hands that were shaking also passed each other's temperature. Ji Hong was dumb for a moment. He reached out to lift the curtain, but the mantle was grabbed from the outside. Ji Hong sat alone in the dim yellow couch, and heard the voice of the boy softly.

Yu Jinnian lowered his head, as if to himself: "One person died, but another person came alive and walked back to the world from the mass grave. He didn't know who he was or who he was. , Or the one who is alive. Or, both of us are actually dead, these are just my yellow beams. "He looked up to see the shadow of Ji Hong in the account, and asked again," Do you believe it? "

Ji Hong shook his heart.

Yu Jinnian loosened the curtain, like a secret in his heart, he cut a thin piece of white gauze to cover Ji Hong's wound: "But it is always going to live! There are many wishes that have not been fulfilled, and many plans have not been planned." Finished, the world's scenery, the vast red dust, I haven't appreciated them one by one. I have seen many people who are dying, I know how difficult it is to live, and I know that death is only a momentary thing ... but even a big dream , I want to live too. "

The mantle tents opened to both sides, and the sterilized wine gas dissipated, leaving a light spicy fragrance. Ji Hong went over, the teenager's face was clean and warm, he brought Yu Jinnian's face over, with his soft and dry lips to serve, he only wrapped his hands around behind Jin Nian, stroking the shoulders of the teenager who was cold by the wind screen.

Ji Hongning wished he had any lasting pains, so he used the excuse of borrowing a dead body to deceive himself. But only with such a mysterious reason can he be worthy of his bizarre and rich knowledge, and his ability to be transparent and stable at a young age, so he actually ... died once.

Ji Hong was close to death indefinitely, but was once pulled back by his second brother, and once again pulled back by Yu Jinnian.

What is the taste of death?

With his eyes down, Yu Jinnian was obediently led to the bed, straddling the man, and he was bitten between his neck, trying to be eaten hard by him.

The blood vessels under the tongue jumped suddenly, fresh and hot, strong and powerful, Ji Hong kissed along the small cluster of vitality, until Yu Jinnian's lips stopped, he raised his fingers and rubbed the teenager's slightly opened lower lip, using a long and narrow Eyebrows looked at: "What is your name?"

Yu Jinnian looked down at him condescendingly, but felt that he had never taken the initiative. He didn't even understand what Ji Hong was saying, and looked at him blankly.

Ji Hong's fingers penetrated his waist, but his eyes were fixed in his pupils: "The original name, your own."

Yu Jinnian swallowed and shivered: "Yu, also Yu Jinnian ..." Seeing Ji Hong's expression suspiciously, he lowered his head and rubbed his cheek, whispering in a white voice, "Nothing to deceive you, nothing to deceive you, really It is a coincidence. More than one year— "

"Splendid Chinese New Year, I know." Ji Hong opened his mouth and let his tongue in. He shunned the back of the teenager with confidence. He swallowed Yu Jinnian's fear and urgency, and swallowed his own uneasiness. Ji Hong knew that he was born without the gift of compassion and mercy. He didn't know what to do to take care of this young man who also "doesn't love to be controlled by others, always doing his own thing".

But now he just feels relieved: "That's enough, at least for so long ... I didn't call the name of the person I loved wrong."

Yu Jin Young called softly "A Hong".

"You," Ji Hong knew he shouldn't ask, but he really wanted to know, he wanted to know everything about the teenager, "how, how ..."

"How did you die?" Yu Jinnian said for him. In just two years, the things of the last life seemed to have passed for a long time, and the pain when I was sick for a while could not be remembered for a while. The person was still okay. The scar was forgotten.

"Sick and ill." He exhaled, shook his head and smiled, with emotion, "The ancestor said it well, and the doctor is difficult to cure himself. It is impossible to believe this kind of thing."

Ji Hong was surprised and died of illness, a word that sounded nothing to him.

Yu Jinnian said, "Fortunately, I am used to it."

Ji Hong understood that he no longer opened his mouth, only to hold him tight.

For a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief: "This pillow, I always want to dream with you, the dream will not wake up in my life. As for you are a corpse, a person, a cat monster, or a millennial raccoon, neither Important. "The temperature in the mantle tent slowly rose, and soft words whispered around the pinna." Even if you are a blood-swallowing demon, my skin and flesh will give you a fruit belly.

Yu Jinnian tightly stretched his back: "Then you speak and speak ... Take your hand out!"

For a while, Ji Hong put his hands on his waist, propped up his upper body, and whispered with his ears: "Okay, then come by yourself."

Yu Jinnian dragged his wrist, trying to stay away, hurriedly said: "But tomorrow, tomorrow will have to go up."

"It's okay." Ji Hong didn't get sick, and hugged him back. "The leave is that I have a reputation for being weak and sick. I have traveled back to Beijing for a long time, and I can't support myself. I will rest for another month and a half."

Yu Jinnian: "..."

The cat-serving little boy carried the lantern late at night and walked in the huge Jinyouting, whispering "White Master" in a hurry, and was in a hurry. Lord Bai is the white pupil and the white cat. The little ones only know its precious breed, but they do n’t know whose species it is, what is its name, just call it Bai Da, Bai Da, so much, white Cats can occasionally give a little thin noodles and should be heard.

Since the cat came back with Xiaoding, he swung Jin Youting around with a big swing, and also picked a room to be a nest. The little friends asked Qinghuan about the house, and then they hung the room. Several layers of thick velvet curtains make a warm cat room. The clever girls sewed some hairballs and cloth mice, and a few big bells hung on the beams to make toys. Fortunately, Master Bai appreciated his face and was very satisfied with his new home. He came back to sleep every night.

Xiaotong slept for half a night before realizing that Master Bai didn't come back. He was afraid that the cat would be unfamiliar.

When I walked to Tingyueju, a few crying babies came from the courtyard wall. He heard Master Bai's thin meow and hurriedly went in to see—Oh! Lord of the world, Xiaoding Dang's brave little guy actually rode on Master Bai! Then a beautiful and smooth little white cat, pressed by Tinkerbell underneath, had a mess of hair, like a little lion with a blown head.

He knows that cats can't be messed up when they are mating, otherwise they will be bitten and caught, and they will be far away at the end of the pavilion, waiting for the two to do good things and hug them back into the nest.

After a long nap, he woke with a roar, the lantern in his hand was half extinguished, and looking back, the two troubled cats were leaning against each other under the porch. He ran happily over and picked up Master Bai, who squinted his eyes and slept comfortably in his arms. Xiao Dingdang jumped up and down the child's arm, crouching on his shoulder, tilting his head and looking at Master Bai snoring.

Just waiting to go, another charming cat barked, and the child looked around in doubt with two cats, but did not see it, so he had to go back with a doubt: Hey, is there anything else in the courtyard Cat? He rubbed Tinkerbell's head a few times. Did you trick other cats back?

Xiaoding raised her face and grunted in the direction of the bedroom.

The candles popped, the wax tears flowed down the lampstand, and the clothing was ringing. Ji Hong lowered his voice: "Wonderful, not light, huh?"

How light is not light, you say light is not light? ! Yu Jin was biting his shoulder with anger.

Spring should be wet with some rain. After dawn, the garden spattered and shattered. When the sun came out, it was a good day.

In the morning, a group of little servants chased the cat hurriedly, one yellow and one white lifted the sky, and Xiao Dingdang didn't know where to provoke Bai Bai. He was chased and bitten by Bai Bai, and only two woke up, so they just kept the garden The good Miaoya stomped on everywhere. Sui Sui raised her skirt and chased Master Bai with her hair in disguise. She loved Master Bai's soft little body and those gem-like blue eyes.

The little girl's skin was upset, and her brothers were sick of cats. Qinghuan couldn't control her more and more. She took her hair in her hand and took her cloak in one hand. Her legs and feet were not good and she couldn't run fast. ... Sui Sui! "

Yu Jinnian has n’t heard such a noisy voice for a long time. It ’s not the golden drum, nor the wailing, but just the usual noise. The merchants outside the garden wall shouted, and the little girls gathered to discuss the shortness of parents. Twitter is fireworks.

He could not wake up in the curtain of curtains, his dreams were up and down, Ji Hong chased after him and asked, Is it delicious, not light? Would you like a few more sips?

Yu Jinnian woke up with a shock.

His waist was sore, and his legs were sore. He ooped, hung up with a pair of dark circles, and fell back on his head. Turning over and rubbing his old waist, something strange suddenly came from under his belly, indescribable, his face was green and red, and he looked around with wide-open eyes-he didn't see the culprit, but he smelled a strong aroma, Qingxin relieves filth and goes straight into the lungs. It is a burning scent in Buddhist temples.

Ji Hong did not believe in Buddhism, why did he smoke Buddha in the room early in the morning?

He hugged the pillow and wanted to put a pad behind his waist. Once he grabbed it away, there were several yellow runes hidden under the pillow.

"..." Yu Jinnian was taken aback. What happened? Did Xia Jing's Buddhist temple fall into the trap, all of which had seized Taoist business and sold rune papers? He looked at the corner of the fu, one person pushed open the door and paced in. His steps were light and neat, and Yu Jinnian could recognize it in a moment.

Ji Hong holding a pile of clothes, saw him awake, lifted the curtain to lift him up, a wet handkerchief was placed in the copper basin, I did n’t know what was added in the water, the handkerchief was also a fragrant one, wipe him clean His face, he picked up his clothes and put them on him one by one. He said to himself: "Last night I sent someone to invite Mr. Zhong Dao from Min Xiangfu. You should n’t die, the Hall of Lords is afraid to take it, so you have to let you come back to make a living. It ’s just that the body is not yours, I ’m afraid that my soul will be uneasy. "

"The Taoist also wrote the Ding Soul Mantra personally, and asked the head man to sew in your clothing leader's mouth all night, and the Anshen Rune should always be worn on the body. The Buddha incense was also invited from the Great Buddha Temple outside Beijing, and was enshrined, and the soul was kept in spirit It ’s the best. There ’s no harm in smoking. "

He bowed his head to check Yu Jinnian and regretted: "I will give you more in the future. I will be full of vitality and will naturally live for a hundred years."

Yu Jinnian looked up at him, his eyebrows twisted together: "What gives me more?"

"Essence blood." Ji Hong's mouth was bright and peaceful, quiet and safe, and coaxed to be patient, "men's essence blood is the most tonic. Jinnian, obedient."

Yu Jinnian narrowed his eyes and listened to him talking about the misconduct of Zhong Xiemen for a moment, and his expression gradually became out of control. He grabbed the pillow and threw it at Ji Hong, and he laughed angrily: "This is why you don't give me a bath at the end of the day ?!"

It ’s good to see an adult Ji who does n’t worship Buddha and does n’t believe in it. Now that he ’s got this set of things, it ’s really impressive! Feudal superstition is not harmful!

Yu Jin's life was full of green smoke.

Make a mouthful of rumors, break the rumors tired legs.

Yu Jinnian, who was enshrined by Min Dao, judged that the soul was uneasy, Ji Hong really set the soul of the month according to him, and he did not know whether this person really set the soul or bullied others with power. Fortunately, the governor did not say that he would fast, at least he still had wine and meat.

Ji Hong frantically seeks various requiems, so a smart and wise man has been deceived by the true and false monk Taoist several times, and his drinking has become the most insignificant. I slept lightly at night, and the first thing I woke up was to turn over and touch the temperature on his face, fearing that he would leave his soul one day.

Yu Jinnian wasn't heartless, he just didn't let him toss this time, he was panic-stricken, it was better to let him rest his mind. Knowing that this was the case, Yu Jinnian did not tell him about it, and Ping Bai caused a panic.

The Sanyu Building in Beijing Middle School was at a loss during the early epidemic. It needs to be repaired, and it is not busy to reopen. Yu Jinnian had nothing to do, so he took a small group of people around to buy good wine from Beijing and China. He was drunk anyway, but Ji Hong was also in trouble. He came to the door and led him back to bed, not to mention that after he was drunk, he would still listen to Ji Hong's words.

I think he was drunk, famous for being drunk, and quite a few restaurants specially invited him to taste wine, just to see the bravery of Ji Jizi. The last time Jin Youting reported to reporters continuously, most of them were drunk and lying in Liudi, Ji Ji's second brother ten years ago.

Unfortunately, Zhong Daochang, who lived out of that day, accidentally went to the street to buy ink. Seeing Yu Jinnian's young age, Qingtian Baili lingered in the wine shop and indulged in excessive drinking. He immediately grieved and rushed to the door. "Don't know what to do", and added a "Missing alcohol" to his soul-fixing career.

The next day, the entire Jin Youting went up and down, but no wine dripped. Even the rice wine prepared by the cook was confiscated.

It's not easy to be a little low. The director said that for three months, it must be three months. Someone hardened his heart and his six relatives didn't recognize it. Yu Jinnian wanted to find something, but failed to find it, and he lost his breath when he saw Ji Hong's gentle eyebrows.

The color makes the mind faint.

The southern post covered the air of the thirteen counties in the south, snowflakes swept toward the capital, and the investigation began in the middle of the country. The emperor was angry, and blood was seen in front of the Yinggan Hall. Jin Youting still had a good time. Ji Hong asked for sick leave and took care of Yu Jinnian while patiently waiting for his belated justice.

At the end of April, the peach blossoms in the capital were full of anger, and Jin Youting was lush green, pink gold everywhere. Ji Hong copied the scriptures in the back, with the newly baked money pie next to him.

The biscuits were golden in color, and they were warmly blanched. They were wrapped in brown sugar syrup to make a cake. The center of a finger was concave, and two drops of brown sugar were also poured. The pan is crispy and crispy, with a little red pulp in the center, like a copper coin core or a round belly button, also called brown sugar belly button cake.

Qinghuan strolled the small begonias in the yard. The baby was delicious and active, and would n’t go. He was held around by Qinghuan. The cherry-like eyes stared curiously at Yu Jinnian wearing a hood. Giggling: "Tap! Da!"

The child learns teeth, can't tell whether it's sugar or dad, Yu Jinnian jumped off the flower ring, broke a small piece of belly button cake to lick her, and touched Xiao Begonia's velvet head: "Your dad is in the south Now! "

Begonia yelled.

"Lanyang victory!" Shouted outside the door.

Yu Jinnian looked up.

"Lanyang Great Victory!" Duan Mingma quickly returned to his house and rushed in. The Lanyang Post reported back to Beijing, and reported that the post carrier, carrying the golden-red Xiazi military banner, drove all the way into the Beijing Gate, and the red banner hunted across the busiest Cross Street. Thousands of people on the street heard and saw.

The Lanyang Great Victory opened the north gate of Yuezhou, and Yan Chang's army escaped again.

There is no need to wait for the emperor's edict, and the people can't wait for the praise to be passed on. But half a day, the happy event of Lanyang's victory has spread all over the streets.

Jin Youting leaned on the ground and closed his door to keep in good health. He didn't hear the news until afternoon.

Duan Ming could n’t hide his joy, and the words were thickened by five points: "Shizi, the youngest son. Lanyang Dajie, to fight against the rebellious army, to slay the leader, and immediately **** Shangjing! Send to the prison, if the son has something to ask, it will be then. "

Min Xuefei's letter rolled up the smoke of the southern battlefield, slowly unfolding in Ji Hong's hands-he waited ten years for justice, and finally broke through the fog and came to him.

Yu Jinnian seemed to hear a click, the sound of the shackle opening, and the thick black chain peeled off him layer by layer. The mist spread out, the golden light pierced the vast mist, and broke through Ji Hong's shoulder frost for years. Yu Jinnian finally saw a relief expression on his face.

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When I saw the man, it was evening, the haze of the haze outside the prison was full of sky, and the whole capital seemed to be burning in the flames. The intricate shadows stretched at the soles of the feet and intertwined into a thick and colorful ball.

Across the wall, the long and narrow stone gate of the prison was like a dark crow's mouth, one stone step after another, engulfing the sky. The relatives of the imperial family and high officials and officials who have been held here are innumerable. Yu Jinnian stood at the door and couldn't help but shivered. If the rebellious army dragged Yan Chang off the horse in one fell swoop, now in this prison, I'm afraid it was Ji Hong.

The prison code received the news early in the morning, greeted it carefully, and led them in.

The prison path was deep, and it didn't seem to be bottomed. There was a brazier burning abruptly across the section. The smell of wetness spread from the bottom of the feet. The flames licked the surrounding wall black, and the huge fire on the wall was like a ghost swaying in hell.

I didn't know who was being held in the nearby cell, nor how long it had been there, and it had no shape. When they came in, they just glanced indifferently.

The emperor was secretly condemned, seized the title, and was claustrophobic for life. After that, Hui Rong, the one-time King of the Earth, will spend the rest of his life here.

Ji Hong walked straight into the depths, his thick blue robe hitting his legs and feet. His half face was soaked in darkness, and the light and shadow were extinguished by his cheeks. Yu Jinnian followed two steps, then stopped slowly, chasing the man's back only with his eyes, watching him gradually sink into a shadow.

Yu Jinnian is only responsible for following, and the road ahead still requires Ji Hong to end himself.

The prison code looked at the young man in front of him, who was indifferent to the princes, quiet and quiet, and the spring breeze shone around him. It was a long time before the prison code vaguely understood that the gentle and gentle breath in him was "life", and the jail meant "death."

The prison code speculated that he was a close friend of Ji Hong. He did not dare to neglect. He led him to the duty room at the end of the prison road for tea. That was the only place where the sun could shine brightly. After passing through a cell, Yu Jinnian's waist-side knife bell flickered, jingle bells, crisp and sweet. The decadent inmate in the prison suddenly raised his head, rushed up like a mad and fell on the fence.

"Wow!" The prison code pulled out his torture stick and threw it on his face, "Go back!"

Yu Jinnian glanced sideways, the red flame licking the prisoner's face. Being beaten with a stick, the man didn't hide, only staring at him scorchingly, his eyes filled with strange light, as if he saw hope. Yu Jinnian paused, suspiciously said: "... Zhou Feng?"

Two lines of gray tears ran down his dirty head and face, Zhou Feng retreated tremblingly and fell on his knees like a fall. Yu Jinnian found out that he seemed to have broken one knee and deformed his legs, and a string of **** bruises, because of the harsh environment, he also had pus. The prison code will not control him, he will eventually die.

This is Yan Chang's General Zhou Da, Yan Chang's most confidant, he was hit by a straight arrow in the knee and knocked down the horse.

The prison code sarcastically said: "He fell off his horse and was trampled by his frustrated escape. Bah, deserve it!"

Yu Jinnian was stunned.

"Little God Doctor!" Zhou Feng dragged a stumped foot on the ground and grabbed Yu Jinnian's clothing corner across the fence. "Please, Zhou Feng begs you! Let me see my master, stop him." Stop the pain ... He hurts every night, he hurts so much! "

Yu Jinnian took a subconscious step back.

"Little doctor, little doctor!" Zhou Feng couldn't catch him. He could only grab the ground with his head. Blood ran down his forehead and hung like tears on his face. Dang, if you want me to die, you can cut my bones, whatever ... "

Zhou Fengfu was lying on the ground, not begging for mercy, as long as Yu Jinnianken looked at it in the past: "He was tricked by Yu Xu to take the magic medicine and he couldn't give it up. Now his shoulders are swollen red and purple, and his shoulder bones are deformed I ca n’t stop the pain, and it does n’t matter what medicine I take. It ’s painful day and night.

Only Yu Jinnian can only beg him. Da Xia Zi can tolerate Wang Wang's residual breath, but he will never allow Zhou Feng, a rebel thief, to live this fall, but he will die if he dies. What should I do?

He knew that Yu Jinnian was the most soft-hearted, and he would take care of him even before the enemy was dying. After the war in Zhongling, Jiangnan said that he was the king of medicine, and he promised to save the suffering. Just asking to move Yu Jinnian, he always thinks of it occasionally, take a look at Yan Chang!

Yao Wang Tongzi, but at that time, Yu Jinnian couldn't save him so far across the land. Whenever Zhou Feng had a little solution at the time, there was a little solution: "I won't give him black cream ..."

However, Yuezhou needed Yan Chang, and the Vietnamese army also needed him. He couldn't help staying sober, and he couldn't lose his cause because of the shoulder pain! In Yuezhou Binhai, there are endless streams of ships, and the black ointment coming from the west is said to be a precious medicine. Although the quantity is scarce, it is not impossible to obtain. The monk said that it is a painkiller.

There is no way for Zhou Feng, there is no way at all, only dead horses as living horses.

Yu Jinnian copied his hands and was shocked that he had taken the black ointment to Yan Chang. It was indeed a painkiller, but it was also a deadly poisonous flower. The poppy bloomed in the Hades. Once the good people were contaminated, his life was over.

"He bitter drinking thirst quenches thirst."

Yu Jinnian turned and followed the prison code to continue to the duty room, the orange fireworks were dazzling. Even the boy under the seat of the drug king Bodhisattva, no matter how tender and soft, there is a cold day.

Zhou Feng knocked his head and hit the wooden fence at once, bleeding like blood. In the direction of Yu Jinnian, his eyes were split and his voice was exhausted: "Please look at him, just once a year, but just look at him, he still has a way to live! Little doctor, Yu Jinnian! He is alone, How do you let him survive in this life? How do you let him survive in this life ?! "

Yu Jinnian stopped, looked at him in surprise, and laughed: "Who doesn't do this in a big pot? When you were tall and tormented Ji Hong, did you ever think about it for him, how should he suffer in the future? Now you ask I, Yan Chang, how do you survive? "

"Zhou Feng, you can boil it."

Zhou Feng collapsed all at once—that's his god, his king! He couldn't save it. Zhou Feng knelt down on the ground, shaking his shoulders, his expression collapsed, and sobbed.

As he snorted several times, others in the jail also cried out scatteredly, too many had been imprisoned for decades, came in as a teenager, and now they are old and ignorant of their age. The sobbing sounds grew louder and louder, one after another in the gloomy prison lane, and the ghosts were crying. The prison code hammered the fence heavily, but to no avail, as long as one person was still crying, others would always think of themselves and be miserable.

Step by step, Ji Hong walked to the only silent cell with a thick wooden fence, and he looked at the man hanging on the wall without saying a word, terribly thin. It was n’t that the prison code deliberately embarrassed him. It ’s just that the Son of Heaven did n’t let him die. The people underneath did n’t dare to let him take a breath, nor did he commit suicide. This man can also be regarded as an owl, he fought in the south and fought in the north, and was wrapped in a layer of credit made with enemy blood.

He passed the world for Da Xiaping.

But how can it be, now the end is nothing more than that. There are many people in prison, and there is not a few meritorious deeds in any one of them. This is nobler than the blood of other people. In the end, it is just a prisoner. But he fell into this situation, escorted the prison car, and transferred to the jail day, he also kicked a jailer, grabbed the sword, and almost killed himself.

The prisoner was afraid that he would commit suicide, so he could only order him to hang up and learn his spirit for a few days. His days in this prison are still long. At first, he is often energetic. Slowly, after a long time, his will will be depressed. He will always understand that there is no royal family in the prison, no nobles, what a glorious merit is here, all can't afford the sun and a clean water on the face.

There was no light in the depths of the prison road. It took a long time for Yan Chang to notice that there was someone standing outside. He moved his fingers, his eyes were chaotic, half faint and half awake, and his dry lips twitched a few times before he spit out a few words. The word comes: "Zhou Feng ... I'm so hurt ..."

Ji Hong had originally asked thousands of sentences, but when he stood in front of him, he felt as if they were no longer needed.

After a moment of silence, he screamed: "Yan Chang."

Yan Chang slammed, then opened his eyes hard, and finally recognized who was standing outside. He woke up in an instant, struggling twice angrily, and the wire rope shook and froze around him, swollen. The deformed shoulder joint teared his bones and veins.

He stared angrily at the man outside.

On the snowy mountain, Ji Yan carried himself on his back, and the scene of groping step by step in the deep snowless layer was still vivid. Ji Hong could even recall the taste of the hot blood of the second brother, fishy and slightly sweet. The second brother rubbed his cold hands with cold snow, and Ji Hong remembered that both legs and hands were frozen unconsciously. The kind of cold pain of bone drilling is not more comfortable than Yan Chang now.

Da Xia's two swords, both disease-free and disaster-free, ended up in Yan Chang-did it mean that Yan Chang had seen him before the death of his 2nd brother on the snowy mountain outside Guanguan in the ice-bound Wanli? Then indifferently, watch him die.

However, until he swallowed, the second brother did not scold Yan Chang. Because that was Yan Chang's own choice, Ji Yan respected him at the cost of his life.

Two swords in the same furnace, two inseparable people, one dead and one injured at the end. Yin Ying was covered in Ji Hong's face, he suddenly found that he had nothing to ask, Yan Chang was really pitiful than himself. Ji Yan is not alone in being left in the ice and snow.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and Ji Hong turned around, looking at the long prison road, at the end of which was a little orange.

Before leaving, he asked Yan Chang: "I will not regret it later."

Ji Hong slowly walked towards the orange halo, the light group became brighter and clearer, it was Yu Jinnian holding the lamp, standing at the corner of the prison road and waiting for himself. The light and shadow were dim and soft, quietly covering the thin figure of the teenager. The braziers before and after will suddenly extinguish, except for his quiet and bright one, which silently illuminates the slate at the foot of Ji Hong.

No matter how far you go, how deep you go, along this light, you can always get it back.

"Ji Hong, Ji Hong!"

Behind Yan Chang suddenly shouted wildly, struggling to pull the chain under the pain, and the faint lights did not reach his cell, and he was mad with jealousy. He snarled Ji Hong's back like a dying beast: "Why are you! Why did Ji Yan choose you, and he chose you--"

Why should Ji Yan fight against him everywhere, preferring to die with a milk boy instead of conspiracy with him; and why would Yu Jinnian prefer not to give up for a sick seedling, rather than to enjoy his glory and wealth?

If he had the help of Ji Yan and Yu Jinnian, how could he fall into this situation? ! Yan Chang gasped again and again, his chest tight and painful, and suddenly spit out a blood foam: "Why ..."

What's wrong? !

One jailer after another hurried away in a panic, passing by Ji Hong who was retrograde.

Ji Hong finally walked to the bright light, suddenly recovered, looked down at him.

Holding the lamp, Yu Jinnian slightly bent his eyes and smiled softly, "Go home?"

"Well." Ji Hongying shouted, holding his hand.

The wind suddenly warmed. Pink snow swept, Xia Jing came in spring.