Square inch by Kyushu

After Ji Qishun went ashore, he bid farewell to Nangong Jing.

When he was on the boat, he took care of him a lot, and he remembered this friend who met by chance.

Nangong Jing was holding the medicine box, and slightly bowed to the other party.

The so-called friendship between gentlemen is probably like this.

But when Ji Qishen turned around, he couldn't help but took out a medicine bottle and handed it to the other party, "Brother's physical condition is obviously not very optimistic. This medicine is taken three times a day, two pills at a time, and taken on time. Beneficial and harmless.”

The doctor's parents believe that no matter whether the other party believes him or not, he will take his medicine or not, he has already done what should be done, and as for the rest, he can only let nature take its course.

Ji Qishun did not refuse his medicine this time.Instead, he put it in his arms, with a grateful smile on his face, and thanked him.

Afterwards, the two parted ways.

Neither of them expected that when they met again, it would be like that... Ji Qishun finally found the place where he and Shen Zhufeng had made an appointment to meet.

In the chilly spring, he was already sweating profusely and panting.

Holding a bamboo stick in his hand, he slowly sat against the dilapidated wall, directly opposite him was a dilapidated Buddha statue.The golden paint on the Buddha statue had long since peeled off, leaving a thick layer of dust covered with spider webs.

This reminded him of the scene when he first met Shen Zhufeng.

At that time, he was thin and small, and he was nested in such a dilapidated temple.There was the vigilance and vigilance in his eyes like a wild wolf.

After seeing him, he immediately showed his eerie fangs.

Ji Qishun was so frightened that he shrank into his mother's arms at that time, completely ignoring the boy with fierce eyes. In fact, he was only as tall as his chest, and his body was far less strong than him.

Later, it was the mother's gentleness that slowly affected the boy, making him no longer like a vigilant beast.

Gradually, Ji Qishun and him also made friends.

After all, when boys are together, it is always easy to make friends with each other.

Now that we have become friends, of course we must exchange names.

After Ji Qishun reported his family name, the boy grinned twice: "Your name is too elegant, why don't I call you Ah Qi from now on."

Ji Qishun nodded after listening, blinked his eyes, and asked honestly: "It's your turn."

The boy didn't answer him right away, but bowed his head and thought for a while before he said, "Since I call you Ah Qi, you can call me Xiao Liu, I'm older than you!"

Ji Qishen looked down at the boy's head that had just reached his chest, and did not raise any rebuttals.

My mother said: The elders must be humble to the young, and the strong must protect the weak.

One day, Xiao Liu suddenly told him: In this life, I will never be like this forever.When we meet again, he will surely achieve something.

At that time, Ji Qishun was not interested in these things. At that time, he only wanted to meet the amazing father that his mother said.However, he still hopes from the bottom of his heart that Xiao Liu can get his wish.

In the end, Xiao Liu did not choose to leave the ruined temple with them, but decided to continue walking his own path.But just before Ji Qishun left, he quietly told him his name.

He said, "Ah Qi, my name is Shen Zhufeng, remember that."

Memories so far.

Ji Qishun looked at the ruined temple, and everything about Xiao Liu became extremely clear in an instant.

Outside the temple, the shadow of the sun has gradually moved westward, slowly elongating the projection of everything in the world.

He didn't know if he could still see Shen Zhufeng before sunset.

But he hoped that this time, he was just late.

At the same time, Nangong Jing had returned to Shengle City.

However, as soon as he reached the door, Luo Qiuli blocked the door.

"Jing, you are finally back. I miss you so much." While speaking, Luo Qiuli pulled off Nangong Jing's bamboo hat, and held his face to look left and right.

Seeing this, Nangong Jing's blue eyes slightly curved up, revealing a smile that he didn't know whether to say it was helplessness or doting.

"If you have anything to say, just talk about it. You don't have to be courteous all the time."

Luo Qiuli rolled his eyes, and lightly brushed Nangong Jing's deep eyebrows with his index finger, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Such a beauty, but she is so boring every time, why bother?"

Before he finished speaking, the azure blue in Nangong Jing's eyes suddenly turned into a deep blue, and taking advantage of his height, he turned around and pressed Luo Qiuli against the wall.

"Do you want to have fun?" At this moment, seven or eight medicine bottles were suddenly caught between his five fingers. Looking at the bright colors of those bottles, it was obvious that the medicines inside were not pleasant.

His face slowly approached his face, and his slightly parted thin lips stopped at Luo Qiuli's looming dimple, and never got closer.

Luo Qiuli's breath stagnates, and an extremely subtle feeling suddenly arises from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, a gust of wind passed by, and a faint plum fragrance blew in from the window, mixed with the fragrance of medicine that had lingered on Nangong Jing's body for years, invading Luo Qiuli's unsteady breathing, making that subtle feeling even stronger.

"Okay, stop making trouble! I'll surrender first." Luo Qiuli broke away from Nangong Jing, raised his hands and smiled to get rid of the anxiety in his heart at the moment.

Nangong Jing didn't stop him either, she smiled and accompanied him to patch up the window paper that he didn't want to pierce.

Although there are regrets and unwillingness in his heart, he will never force what he does not want to do.

"Serve tea." Nangong Jing put on a bamboo hat and called for servants outside the door to bring everything back on track.

Luo Qiuli waved the jade fan in his hand, acting as if nothing had happened.

In many cases, there are some things that are best if they are tacit to each other.

"Jing, the reason why I was in a hurry to get you back this time is because the Lord needs a medicine that can quickly melt into the river and spread a deadly plague."

"Deadly plague?" Nangong Jing repeated it unconsciously, trying to make sure that he heard correctly.

Luo Qiuli's eyes darkened, and he nodded without hesitation.

Nangong Jing was speechless for a while after hearing this, but the knuckles on the right hand holding the teacup became more distinct.

"Qiu Li, I'm a doctor, not a killer. Things that kill people's lives...I, after all, can't do it."

Luo Qiuli didn't show much surprise when he heard the words, instead his expression was as expected.After shaking the light brown tea in the cup, he said slowly: "Jing, let me ask you, if killing one person can save another, would you do it?"

Nangong Jing was silent.

"What if killing one person can save a hundred people?"

Nangong Jing remained silent.

"What if killing hundreds of people can save thousands of people?"

"Okay, Qiuli, you have to say something. I understand what you want to say, but to me, killing people is killing people."

"Since you think so, why did you follow the Lord to seize the world? Do you know that this way is the way of Shura? Since you made a choice back then, you should know the result. Besides..." Luo Qiuli walked step by step Approaching Nangong Jing, raised the bamboo hat on his head, looked into his eyes without hesitation and said: "Besides, those medicines you made before, although not fatal, have indirectly become accomplices in killing people's lives. Do you think As long as I keep doing this, will I be able to take care of myself?"

Nangong Jing looked up at Luo Qiuli, a trace of despondency flashed across his eyes.

Did he think he didn't even think about what he said?

It's just... I just want to procrastinate for a while.

"Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero, and killing a million people is a hero among heroes. Whether it is the Lord, or you and I, now we can only rule the roost and cannot confess. Do you think we like to kill people? If we still There are other options, we would never go down this path. And I think, you should either"

In fact, Luo Qiuli didn't want to force him like this. When he was forcing him, he was also forcing himself.But things have come to this point, if they don't recognize the facts, there is no guarantee that all their success will not come to naught.

For a moment, those unbearable past events flashed back and forth in Nangong Jing's mind: the flames of war, the years of hunger, the tragic death of his parents, the bullied childhood... Why did he want to study medicine?And why did he follow Li Muge on this path of Shura?

The answer is self-evident, why should he keep deceiving himself and others, and at the same time, use those high-sounding reasons to whitewash himself?

Luo Qiuli was right: no one likes to kill people, if there were other options, they would definitely not take this path.

If there are other options...

"I can give you what the Lord wants tonight." He lowered his head, hiding his entire face under the bamboo hat.

Luo Qiuli nodded and patted him on the shoulder.He wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

"By the way, Jing, there is one more thing. This is Furong sent from Dongxiang. She thinks it is something from King Xiang, and there is a strange fragrance on it."

Hearing this, Nangong Jing took a package of things from Luo Qiuli.After opening it, I saw clothes, handkerchiefs, and even some daily things such as mattresses and gauze curtains inside.

He leaned close to the tip of his nose, sniffed it carefully, and couldn't help frowning slowly - he seemed to have smelled this smell somewhere before.

"According to reports from the spies, the monarch of Dongxiang has not shown up for several months, and all his orders are conveyed through the inner eunuch. Especially at the time when Chu State is about to be destroyed by our country, Dongxiang has not made any moves. It is really strange. I suspect that there must be turmoil within them. But for a while, Dongxiang's palace is really sealed off, and their courtiers are also at a loss, so Furong can only get some from the palace from other channels Items, in order to find clues."

Nangong Jing nodded and said: "Don't worry, it's not difficult at this time, I will give you an explanation as soon as possible."

Luo Qiuli waved the jade fan in his hand, and said with a smile, "That's very good, then I'll just sit back and relax and wait." After saying that, he walked out the door.

Nangong Jing looked at the jade fan in his hand, and was in a trance for a moment.

He still wanted to get the jade fan, maybe the Lord didn't have any intentions towards him... Ji Qishun waited in the temple for several days without leaving even half a step, but Shen Zhufeng still didn't arrive.A bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart, and his face turned pale for a while.

Suddenly remembering the meaningful smile he showed to him that day when he fled, his body couldn't help trembling.In that case, how did he believe the lie that he could get away with it?

Perhaps it should be said that without Shen Zhufeng, he would not have been able to escape here at all.

Of course, he was not without doubts along the way, but he kept forcing himself to believe that the other party could escape smoothly, and Shen Zhufeng did indeed escape smoothly every time.

But at this moment, looking at the sun setting again, he finally began to despair.

Helplessly lying on the cold and dirty ground, he clenched his teeth tightly, trying not to let himself scream, until all the facial features on his face were twisted together in pain, his throat let out a few hoarse noises unbearably. lament.

The ground in front of him was slightly wet, and the scalding temperature made all the emotions that had been suppressed for many days boil in an instant.He mercilessly defeated the last line of defense in Ji Qishun's heart.

If, Xiao Liu... Xiao Liu, he...he dare not think about it.

At this time, the last ray of setting sun finally disappeared from the dilapidated window, and the surrounding area was once again plunged into day-to-day darkness.

It's just the people in the dark who finally see through the waiting!

Gu Yanxi was lying on the table, looking at the battle report that Li Muge sent him.

The teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground without warning.

There was a crisp sound, and the moment the porcelain pieces shattered, his heart was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable uneasiness continued to slowly expand in his heart, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, and after that, the lake could no longer be calm.

Head hurts slightly.

He propped his forehead and closed his eyes for a long time, always feeling that something in his mind began to revive quietly.

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Huhuhu~~~~Happiness is always short-lived...