"Injured?" Lu Xiaojin frowned.
"Yes." Gu Nanyuan considered her words:
“Our place is a small place and not many people know about it.
One day some robbers came and wanted to steal our things and kill our fellow villagers.
Zhao Wuyang fought with them and was seriously injured. "
Mentioning this, Gu Nanyuan's eyes murmured, and her nose became slightly sour:
“He was worried about us and let us leave first.
Then... we met again after not seeing each other for a long time. "
Lu Xiaojin looked at the younger junior sister's reddish eyes and said with a shy face:
"Junior sister, I didn't mean to ask..."
From Gu Nanyuan's simple and plain words, she heard some bitter stories from the past.
"I know, Senior Sister Lu." Gu Nanyuan pursed her red lips and flashed her eyes:
"You want to know his past."
"Oh no...I just..." Lu Xiaojin's eyes dodge.
"Senior Sister Lu, I've seen the way you look at him along the way." Gu Nanyuan pursed her lips and smiled sweetly:
"There are...many, many..."
Lu Xiaojin didn't know what to say for a moment. She was intelligent and highly skilled, but she was still too shallow in the relationship between men and women.
"Sister Lu, you are a very kind person, you are good-looking and have a good family background. He is lucky to meet you." Gu Nanyuan said seriously with an innocent smile.
Hearing Gu Nanyuan's tolerant and serious words, Lu Xiaojin didn't know how to reply. She frowned and said:
"You have such a deep relationship with him, I..."
Gu Nanyuan rolled her eyes, shook her head, and said playfully and seriously:
"No, I belong to him.
As for him, part of him always belongs to me, and sometimes all of him belongs to me.
This is enough.
Be content and happy.
Otherwise, it only belongs to me, which is very annoying.
He would haunt me.
It also affects my sword practice speed, which is the most annoying thing. "
The death of one person is just one more grave for the world, but for those who depend on each other, it is the whole world buried in a grave.
Zhao Wujiang's death was unbearable for her.
She is not greedy, she just wants Zhao Wujiang to live well, and she is very satisfied.
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In the dim tunnel, two groups of green lights flickered.
Stab.
The fire folds were blown brightly, burning with a dazzling fire in the tunnel.
The two heads were close to the burning fire.
One head is a wolf's head, and the dog is cowardly.
A head is a human head, wretched and insignificant.
"Brother, where are we going?" The wolf's head spoke in human language, his eyes clear and stupid.
The face rolled its eyes:
"Didn't you dig the tunnel?"
"Oh, yes." The wolf was startled and nodded, speaking in a low voice for fear of being overheard by others.
The man frowned and lowered his voice:
"Do we have to talk like this?"
Both the man and the wolf were stunned.
Zhao Wujiang lit the oil lamp in his hand, and a warm and bright light appeared in his hand.
The little white man stood up, with his hind legs on the ground, his front legs behind his back, and his head slightly raised. He pressed his throat, and his voice was hoarse, like bubbles:
"Brother, would this be better?"
A human looks like a dog, no, a wolf looks like a dog... Zhao Wujiang felt a little weird:
"How about you still act like a normal wolf?"
"Okay big brother, yes big brother." Xiaobai put down his front paws, stepped on the ground a few times, and said with emotion:
"Being a human is really tiring, but a wolf is more comfortable..."
When it was with Zhao Wujiang, it was unrestrained, and its state was much more relaxed.
One person, one wolf, and one lamp walked through the deep darkness and the long tunnel.
Walking on the soft and moist soil, we walked towards a tomb.
