The mountain wind is howling and the forest sea is roaring.
Gu Yunqiu's two screams were so painful that they even frightened a flock of birds.
There was a sound in the empty valley, ahhhhhh——
Hearing this, Li Congzhou frowned and formed a complete ravine and mountains.
Even though Gu Yunqiu was only eight years old, he was still a child, but the weight of his whole body was pressing down on him. His posture was awkward, half lying on the bridge, and he was somewhat unable to exert his strength.
Gu Yunqiu waited for a long time after shouting, and felt Li Congzhou try to lift him up. However, after a muffled groan came from above his head, he fell down again.
He was so frightened that he opened his eyes, and when he raised his head, he suddenly caught two drops of warmth.
In order to hold him, Li Congzhou stretched out his left arm at a bent angle, and the sharp edge of the stone slab and the rough iron rope scraped across his entire arm.
Dots of bright red seeped out from the torn sleeves, and the unstoppable blood flowed down the arm like a river, over the wrist, over the back of the hand, and finally dripped down the fingertips.
Gu Yunqiu was confused.
The pain was so intense that even Li Congzhou's eyes turned black.
Even so, he went against his instinct and did not let go, still holding on to Gu Yunqiu tightly.
When his vision returned to clarity, Li Congzhou lowered his eyes, only to find that the young man's eyes were red.
"..."
"Why are you crying?"
The little dandy has fair skin, and the blood drops falling on his face are dragged out by the wind, making them look like rouge.
Gu Yunqiu's eyes were wrong, and his lips moved for a long time before he whispered: "A gentleman, a gentleman is better but not beautiful, beauty... beauty kills people, joy, joy!"
Li Congzhou:?
What a mess.
Gu Yunqiu paused and finally looked back.
The little dandy has very beautiful eyes, a pair of willow-leaf eyes: the inner corners are slightly hooked, the outer corners are upturned, slender and energetic.
Like thin willow silk, a little less sharp than phoenix eyes, like a peach blossom but a little less tender.
Gu Yunqiu licked his dry lips and said seriously: "So, so it's said in the Tao Te Ching. If you like killing people... it's not a big deal."
"Tao Te Ching"?
Why doesn’t he remember that there is such a sentence in the Tao Te Ching?
Li Congzhou quickly went through the five thousand words in his mind, and vaguely thought of the chapter about weapons.
The original sentence is: "Soldiers are an ominous weapon and are not the weapons of a gentleman. They should be used as a last resort. Tranquility is the best. Victory is not beautiful, but those who are beautiful are happy to kill people."
This sentence means:
Weapons are ominous and are not something a gentleman should use. Even if you have to use it, you should not be happy about it. Instead, you should have a peaceful and calm mind.
In the same way, don't be proud and complacent after winning a battle. Those who regard war as a beauty will become thugs and tyrants who enjoy killing people.
It can be said that it is completely opposite to what Gu Yunqiu expressed.
——This little dude.
A strange smile slowly appeared on Li Congzhou's face.
A gentleman takes pleasure in killing people?
It's really hard for him to talk such nonsense.
Holding back this energy, he adjusted his posture, breathed out his energy in his dantian, and finally miraculously lifted the person up.
Li Congzhou was so exhausted that he turned over and lay on his back on the bridge.
Under the blue sky, the sun shines brightly, and a row of egrets rises straight into the sky. The strong wind gradually subsides, belatedly bringing some coolness -
After resting for a while, Li Congzhou sat up and glanced at his left arm.
A cut was made on the outside of the upper arm by an iron rope. It was not particularly deep, but the wound was hideous - the skin on both sides of the bloody mouth was curled and white, scraped flesh was stuck to it, and there were a few bleeding scratches around it.
The inner side of the forearm was scratched by a large piece of Yunqiao stone slab, and the bruises were covered with purple bruises.
"...Tsk."
Looking at this unusually tragic wound, Li Congzhou suddenly felt like laughing.
In his previous life, he went through life and death on the battlefield, suffering major and minor injuries. He had never been injured for such a ridiculous reason——
Just now, he could have let go.
This is the ancient Zen temple in the back mountain. It is remote, quiet, and no one is around. Even if Gu Yunqiu falls, no one will doubt his "child", not to mention that he is so seriously injured.
But for some reason, he just didn't let go.
Mercy, or...compassion?
Li Congzhou laughed at himself again: Impossible.
People like him are destined to live in purgatory and kill countless people.
After being rescued and narrowly escaping from death, Gu Yunqiu sat frozen for a long time without regaining consciousness. It was not until he heard Li Congzhou's tut that was neither gentle nor serious that he blinked and glanced over——
At first glance, the little monk had a cold face, as if he was angry.
But if you look closely, you can see that his eyes are shining, and he seems to be... quite happy looking at the horrific wound?
"..."
He is very strong, worthy of being the real prince.
He is still the real prince who has a special hobby of killing people at the age of eight.
Gu Yunqiu was convinced.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice the little monk's eyes glancing over.
"Can you walk by yourself?"
A cool voice sounded above his head. Gu Yunqiu looked up and saw a stinky face.
He hurriedly grabbed the iron rope and stood up, "You can walk if you can!"
In fact, they were very close to the bridge, only three or two steps away. Seeing that he could stand firmly on his own, Li Congzhou didn't want to bother him any more, so he turned around and left.
Finally, as soon as he took a step, he heard a sound behind him.
He turned around, and the little dude took a shaky step. He didn't know how he took it, but he tripped himself, staggered twice, then twisted his feet and leaned back -
Li Congzhou was unprepared and was hit by him and fell to the ground.
This posture was awkward, Gu Yunqiu pressed heavily on his back, and he happened to be sideways, and his injured left hand was awkwardly pressed into the lawn and mud.
Severe pain hit, Li Congzhou suppressed the fire, turned over and pushed Gu Yunqiu down.
This fall made Gu Yunqiu wake up a lot. The fragrance of the grass and the softness of the soil made his limp hands and feet regain some sense of reality. He sat up and when his eyes came into contact with Li Congzhou's arm, he felt a little panic again.
The wound burst open, and the gushing blood slowly flowed down with grass clippings and mud.
Gu Yunqiu shrank his neck like a quail: "Are you... okay?"
What answered him was Li Congzhou's slight sneer: "What are you talking about?"
Gu Yunqiu stuck out his tongue, knowing that he was in trouble again.
He dug at the roots and was about to stand up, when he felt a sharp pain in his right ankle when he exerted force.
He whined and looked down to see a big swollen bun on the top of his foot.
Gu Yunqiu blinked and failed to stand up after trying twice. He was about to try a third time when a helpless sigh came from above his head.
Then, he was picked up by his arms.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Li Congzhou held him tightly, his face expressionless.
Gu Yunqiu blinked: Oh, it seems to hurt him more.
"Let's go." Li Congzhou turned around.
Eh ? !
What, what, are you trying to kill him and silence him...
Gu Yunqiu couldn't help but struggle, "I promise I will never tell anyone! I didn't see anything just now, really!"
"..." Li Congzhou was speechless.
What is going on in this little playboy’s head every day?
He turned around and glared fiercely, "If you say one more nonsense, I will throw you off the Shunyun Bridge."
Gu Yunqiu immediately covered his mouth.
Li Congzhou didn't say another word and dragged him back to the small courtyard.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Li Congzhou pushed Gu Yunqiu onto the stone bench, then went straight into the house. After a while, he brought out a cloth bag and threw it to Gu Yunqiu.
Gu Yunqiu accepted it subconsciously. Inside the cloth bag were gold scissors, bandages, large and small medical bags and some bottles and jars. Among them was a thin-necked white porcelain bottle with a red stopper and a red-crowned crane painted on it.
After Li Congzhou threw the things to him, he walked to the well and straightened the derrick to draw water.
After a bucket of cold water came up, he took off his monk's robe, washed the wound with a ladle of water, and then looked up at Gu Yunqiu, only to find that he was holding something in his hands in a daze.
"Don't know how to use it?"
"Ah? No, no, no," Gu Yunqiu waved his hands hurriedly, "Okay, okay!"
He put the cloth bag on the stone table aside, took out the gold sore medicine, then clumsily grabbed the gold scissors and bandages, got up and walked towards Li Congzhou.
Seeing how he was limping, Li Congzhou finally couldn't bear it anymore and pinched his eyebrows.
He walked towards him, grabbed the scissors, bandage and gold sore medicine, then took out a small jar with a blue stopper from the cloth bag and threw it towards the door:
"This is for treating bruises and bruises. I'm going to give you this stupid master some medicine."
Gu Yunqiu was stunned and turned around. Xiao Dianxin chased him at some point and was standing cautiously.
After taking the can of snacks, Li Congzhou pointed to the remaining half bucket of water: "These are for your use."
After saying that, he walked aside to treat the wound.
After a sprain, you should first apply cold compresses to reduce swelling. The well water in the mountains is cold and convenient.
Dian Dian was stunned for only a moment, then sniffed, quickly ran over to get water, soaked a clean handkerchief and put a cold compress on Gu Yunqiu.
"Sir, are you okay?" His voice was hard and his eyes were downcast, looking like a puppy abandoned by its owner.
Gu Yunqiu quickly shook his head.
"I'm useless." Dim Sum felt extremely guilty. If it hadn't been for this little master just now, his master would have almost died.
"You were scared too," Gu Yunqiu didn't care. Xiao Dianxin was only this year, "I was careless. It doesn't matter."
Dim Sum secretly made up his mind that he must practice martial arts with Uncle Jiang in order to protect his master from danger in the future.
He soaked the handkerchief one after another and wiped the steamed buns off Gu Yunqiu's feet, while Gu Yunqiu secretly observed Li Congzhou behind the derrick not far away——
The little monk moved swiftly, and in a short time he had already applied the powder. He bit one end of the bandage in his mouth, grabbed the other end of the bandage with his other hand, and wrapped it skillfully on his arm.
Looking at him, Gu Yunqiu's rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down:
It turns out that I didn’t want to kill him...
After taking care of the injury on his arm, Li Congzhou threw the torn monk's robe aside, raised the charcoal stove on the ground, and got a new pot to cook the medicine.
He didn't look at Gu Yunqiu's master and servant again, and went back to the main room to check on Wuying's condition.
Wu Ying was so burned that he was unconscious just now. He probably regarded him as an enemy again. After attacking him desperately, he fell into coma again due to exhaustion of strength.
Li Congzhou checked that his forehead was still a little hot, and was about to get another bucket of water to cool him down. When he turned around, he saw Gu Yunqiu lying at the door with his head peeping out.
Gu Yunqiu had actually been standing at the door for a while. Only when he discovered that the dark-skinned boy was not dead but was being taken care of by Li Congzhou did he realize that he had made a big joke.
He licked his lips, thinking of what he had just said and done, his whole face immediately turned red, and he wanted to dig a hole and crawl in.
Li Congzhou glanced at him coolly, walked around him and fetched another bucket of water.
"I'm sorry," Gu Yunqiu touched his nose, "I just misunderstood."
Li Congzhou was too lazy to pay attention to him, and just lifted the quilt to look at Wu Ying's injuries.
Gu Yunqiu clung to the door frame and saw that although the young monk had a straight face, the movements of his hands were very light. And, since this is not killing people...
He sniffed and looked at Li Congzhou seriously: "Thank you for saving me."
Li Congzhou just glanced at him.
This time, Gu Yunqiu was not deterred, but looked at him with amusement.
He finally understood:
The little monk has a bit of a stinky face, but he is actually quite a nice person.
Obviously they were strangers, but he had given the wrong young monk the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he had eaten earlier. Not only did the monk not hold grudges, he risked his life to save him and gave him painkillers.
Gu Yunqiu leaned against the door and thought for a while, suddenly feeling that Li Congzhou was so crazy in his previous life——
There must be some reason for this. After all, before the Baoguo Temple was destroyed, he was considered a good gentleman by others. There was no way he could change into a murderer overnight.
Before, he thought too much.
Gu Yunqiu squeezed the small jar containing the medicine. The little monk was only eight years old now, so he and he were the same age. After this experience, they would definitely be able to talk to each other and maybe even become friends.
If he works hard, can he have a good relationship with the little monk and avoid a brainless future?
Thinking about this, Gu Yunqiu felt that he could do it again.
He straightened up and poked his head out from behind the door frame again, "Your friend looks seriously injured. Do you need me to find a doctor-"
"No need." Li Congzhou interrupted him and glared at Gu Yunqiu as if he were looking at a fool.
Gu Yunqiu blinked, not understanding.
"...otherwise you think," Li Congzhou gritted his teeth, "it is convenient to take care of him in the monk's room at the foot of the mountain, so why should I bring him here?"
"ah……"
Worried that this young playboy was troubled, Li Congzhou explained patiently, "For some reason, he was wrongfully arrested. He is now considered a fugitive and will die if caught. Do you understand?"
"so……"
"So he can only hide here," Li Congzhou said clearly, "When he recovers from his injuries, I will find another place for him to live, but now, no one can know that he is here."
Gu Yunqiu blinked quickly and nodded: I understand this time.
Li Congzhou just gave him a warning look and said nothing more.
Gu Yunqiu turned out and slowly sat on the three steps in front of the door, leaning against the door frame:
Wow.
This is exciting.
Why did Li Congzhou also take a fancy to this main room?
The snacks were not idle at all. At the moment, he was helping to clean up in the small courtyard, sweeping away the debris on the floor, lifting up the overturned tables and chairs, and taking care of the medicine jars bubbling on the charcoal stove.
Just when Gu Yunqiu was thinking about how to tell Li Congzhou that he also wanted this room, two monks suddenly walked over from outside the small courtyard. They lingered in front of the door for a while, looking for the white smoke rising from the medicine jar, and then poked their heads in -
Seeing that the person sitting in front of the hall was Gu Yunqiu, they both laughed: "Young prince, so you are here."
"Huh?" Gu Yunqiu stood up subconsciously and wanted to block the door with his body, but he forgot that he was eight years old, and the half-tall dumpling only reached the middle of the door.
Fortunately, the two monks did not come forward and only bowed at the gate of the courtyard. "There is a merchant in Beijing who was originally a layman in our temple. His surname is Zhou and he has some connections with the princess."
"He is leaving Beijing this time and plans to go back and live in Jiangnan for a long time, so he has brought many things to give to everyone. The princess is looking for you everywhere."
Mr.Zhou?
Gu Yunqiu thought for a while and suddenly remembered that a businessman named Zhou had visited the palace in his previous life.
At that time, he did not follow the princess to Baoguo Temple. King Ning asked him to meet guests, but he only wanted to fight with Brother Shun, so he found an excuse to refuse.
After the businessman left, he left him a pair of precious lake silk shoes.
Could it be him?
"Oh, by the way, I wonder if the young prince has seen our junior brother Mingji?" The monk scratched his head and suddenly spoke, describing Li Congzhou's appearance with gestures.
Li Congzhou in the room looked slightly stern as he listened.
Gu Yunqiu outside the house pretended to be stupid seriously, "Huh? No."
"Ah? That's really strange..." The monk lowered his head and said to himself, "Isn't it over there at the Sutra Pavilion? Didn't they say they saw the junior brother coming to the back mountain..."
"What do the two masters want from him?"
"It's still the business of this merchant. Master Yuankong asked all the novice monks in the temple to go. After counting the number of people, there was a shortage of Junior Brother Mingji..."
Gu Yunqiu said oh.
"Oh, forget it," the monk bowed and said the Buddha's name again, "If the young prince sees him, please convey it to us and ask him to go to the Dharma Hall immediately."
Gu Yunqiu nodded in agreement and returned the Buddhist salute.
After the two monks walked away, Gu Yunqiu patted his chest: It's okay, it's okay, nothing was revealed.
Li Congzhou slowly walked out of the room.
Gu Yunqiu listened to the footsteps and turned around to see his lowered eyebrows. He raised his chin and pointed at the door, "Here, you heard me too, Dharma Hall - do you want to come together?"
Li Congzhou shook his head, thought about it and looked away, and whispered, "Thank you."
Gu Yunqiu smiled, "Hehe, you're welcome."
Li Congzhou lowered his eyes. The little dandy's willow-leaf eyes were so bright, and there were light pear dimples hanging on his lips. When the noon sun shone, he looked like a little peacock spreading his tail wantonly.
"By the way," Gu Yunqiu suddenly said, "I'll tell you quietly, I sneaked out today. Don't tell my mother and concubine about falling off the Yunqiao."
Li Congzhou frowned, why did he say this suddenly.
Gu Yunqiu raised his hand again and stretched out the little finger of his left hand towards him.
"……do what?"
"I know a secret of yours, and you also know a secret of mine. Now that we're even, we both promise not to tell anyone, so—a hook?"
Li Congzhou looked at his slender little finger and his eyebrows instantly knitted together.
Of course Gu Yunqiu didn't want to be so naive.
But considering that the little monk is only eight years old, isn't it just right to pull the hook?
As a result, he looked up and saw Li Congzhou's disgusted eyes.
"..."
Ah, okay, I forgot that this is a ruthless little monk.
Gu Yunqiu took back his hand and was about to say something to ease the embarrassment, but Li Congzhou turned back to the house and closed the door with a bang.
With his nose full of dust, Gu Yunqiu pursed his lips and felt a little aggrieved:
what.
Why are you angry?
The little monk's heart is really difficult to understand.
