Three minutes later, Gujiang City-Hospital
"Hey, your ability is really buggy."
Song Jingyun sighed:
"Being able to release the shackles in the human world, and also be able to lift the restrictions and bring Mu Jing's remains to the day and night border, and then jump here... Most people carry their fate with their bodies, but this is a fantasy route for you."
It is simply a double-edged sword, a sword that can separate good and evil.
Quan Heng didn't care what Song Jingyun was thinking, he just said "hmm" softly and gently placed the boy's somewhat damaged bones on the bed.
"Who else's remains did you take away?" Song Jingyun looked at Quan Heng and placed something else lightly.
"Mu Xiaoliu's."
"His wolfdog," Song Jingyun looked at it, "it's so small in the human world, and I didn't even recognize it."
Quan Heng lowered his eyes and reached out to touch the puppy's sunken skull: "Because I want to protect the owner."
So power is derived from pollution.
Song Jingyun was quiet: "Then how do you want to resurrect them?"
"Yujing Beidou."
Quan Heng opened his [backpack] and took out the restored jade pendant.
"Recovered?" Song Jingyun was stunned for a moment, "What about Nian Gui? And the ring?"
"I don't know," Quan Heng shook his head, "Maybe I can only come back when everything is over and it is truly safe."
Song Jingyun: "Then are you willing to give Yujing Beidou to others?"
"Be willing to give up," Quan Heng said with a smile, "Family love is always tiring, and you always have to sacrifice something for your family."
Song Jingyun was obviously stunned for a moment, and then leaned back, seeming a little helpless and sighing: "What goes around comes around."
"I hope so." Quan Heng said, putting the dragon-shaped jade pendant into the young man's bones.
[Ding dong! Quan Heng, the person who detects the connection, uses the brand to unlock the special item "Yujing Beidou-Jumen Tianxuan"]
…
"Captain, what should we do?"
Everyone looked at the empty reverse cross with anxiety and hesitation.
"Report to the director immediately," Nie Cang took a deep breath and said coldly, "Apply for the use of special channels."
"yes!"
"Captain Nie! Captain Nie!" A doctor wearing an isolation suit ran over and took off his isolation mask while panting.
"Doctor?" Nie Cang's heart tightened, "Are those children bad?!"
"No, it's not!" The doctor supported his knee with one hand and waved the other hand. His raised eyes were full of joy, "The children are all fine!"
Nie Cang was shocked and said in a slightly anxious tone: "Are they okay? You said they are okay?!"
"Yes! All traces of silver on their bodies have disappeared! And all physical data are recovering!"
Nie Cang was stunned and suddenly turned around to look at Tang Junyi.
The joy and luck in the other person's eyes hadn't dissipated yet, and he was suddenly noticed by the leader, and he quickly lowered his head and pretended to be busy.
…
"Talk about doctor, the children's data is being restored!"
In the isolation ward, the data of the testing equipment began to become normal, and the silvery gray on the child's body gradually faded, revealing a rosy and normal luster.
Doctor Tan slowly breathed out a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
"It's over." She wiped the sweat from her forehead, "It's fine."
Outside the emergency room, a nurse went out to deliver the good news.
Sang Ting nodded, took the information from Ah Cheng's hand, turned around and left.
…
"As expected of Yujing Beidou, is this really restored?"
Song Jingyun looked at the boy on the bed in surprise. He was clearly a mutilated skeleton just now, but now he was no different from the one in the game.
"He's breathing." Song Jingyun looked over, "But there's still a problem. Yujing Beidou has side effects. What should we do at night? Let him go back to the game? Children are probably afraid of the dark. How bad."
Quan Heng looked at him: "Listening to the Taoist Master's tone, there is a way."
"Here."
Song Jingyun spread his hands, and in his palm was a copper coin earring:
"The Qin Emperor's half-tael copper coin governs water, absorbs evil spirits and cleanses filth, and can suppress pollution.
"I don't need it anyway. The elders of the clan gave it to me when I was a child. It was used to balance the Five Elements Qi that I lacked. Although I don't know whether the small mirror is for boys or girls, we don't care about it now. Even boys look good wearing earrings."
Quan Heng took it. This earring was extremely gorgeous. In addition to Emperor Qin's half a tael of copper coins, there was also a slender drop-shaped ruby at the end of the pendant. It was really...
"I'm not telling you, what's that expression on your face? Who hasn't been rich?" Song Jingyun said angrily, "They are just little babies. Of course my mother thinks that the richer they dress, the better! I won't wear them anymore when I'm sixteen!" "
Quan Heng smiled: "Thank you very much. I'll thank you for Xiao Wu."
"No, it's a gift from me. No extra money is needed." Song Jingyun said, "Why aren't you awake yet?"
"After all, it's a life-and-death disaster. How can I wake up so quickly." Quan Heng helped Mu Jing tuck the quilt, "I guess I need to rest for a while."
"Yes." Song Jingyun nodded.
He took off the wine gourd from his waist and asked casually, "Oh, by the way, we have 3 to 6 starters, the most basic people are all here. You can slow down about adding people. Do you have any plans for organization?" "
"Yes." Quan Heng carefully wiped off the dust on the beads, "I..."
"Ding dong." The phone rang.
Song Jingyun took out his mobile phone while listening to Quan Heng's speech, secretly took a sip of wine and opened the forum message——
[The latest red-headed post: The club's "seventh floor" has put a bounty on Quan Heng, the linker, and the leader of the SS sequence will personally go out to kill him! 】
"puff--!!"
Song Jingyun spurted out a mouthful of wine!
"Cough cough cough——!!"
Song Jingyun choked so much that his face turned red after coughing and asked for the quintessence of Chinese culture: "Fuck!!"
Quan Heng looked back at him and raised his eyebrows: "What? Did you see the news about me being wanted on the seventh floor?"
"No," Song Jingyun wiped his mouth with his Taoist robe and frowned, "How did you know?"
"Bai Yi died in Mu Jing's hands, so half of the blame will be on me."
Quan Heng’s analysis was in place, “I have achieved a lot. If you kill me now on the seventh floor, you will gain prestige and gain. The reward you will receive in the future can make up for the loss of a sequence A - if it were me, I would also offer a reward. ."
"Then you are quite self-aware." Song Jingyun had a headache, "How many sequence buffs did you gain this time?"
"Only more than 200 points," Quan Heng thought for a moment, "cannot be promoted."
Song Jingyun was heartbroken, "It's over, you have to carry SS with a Sequence B."
Quan Heng said softly: "That's fine, it's quite interesting to kill someone at a higher level."
"??!!"
Why don't you, a B-sequence person, calmly say that you want to kill SS? !
"You definitely deserve the reward."
Song Jingyun said at a loss for words: "If I were the chief of the seventh floor, I would also offer a reward to dispel your arrogance."
Quan Heng chuckled and said in a gentle tone: "My former competitors should think so too."
"so what?"
"Been annexed by me."
Song Jingyun: "......"
Versailles, Versailles again! I shouldn't have asked!
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
"Boss, are you awake?" Sang Ting's voice came from outside.
"Here we go, it's your kid with a gun again?!"
Song Jingyun jumped up and stood up with a thunderclap, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving!"
"No……"
"Something happened backstage!" Song Jingyun didn't even listen and just left.
Quan Heng pinched his eyebrows gently: "I just said you don't have to walk this time - Xiaoting, come in."
Sang Ting, who was still waiting when he heard the noise outside, paused and pushed the door open.
"Boss, the children are out of danger." Sang Ting closed the door gently, "I brought over all the information that A Cheng and the others found -"
His voice paused, his eyes fell on Mu Jing, and he asked with some confusion: "...Boss?"
"Mu Jing," Quan Heng introduced without hesitation, "because those children and I were seriously injured and are still in a coma."
"For you and the child?"
Sang Ting was stunned and looked at the thin young boy. His wrists resting on the white sheets were bruised and scarred.
"This kind of injury..." Sang Ting pursed his lips slightly and frowned, "It looks like a crucifixion in a concentration camp."
"You think so too?"
She rested her elbows on the wheelchair, looked a little far away, and spoke softly:
"When I see him, I always think of you when you were a child - you were covered in wounds and bleeding and you rushed to me in the heavy rain and asked me if I could take you away."
That was when Quan Heng brought the Wugang business to Taunggyi, dealt with the casino opponents who deliberately caused trouble, and dismantled the black boxing arena. Her plan was to arrange the children from the concentration camp on the spot.
The heavy rain made the sky dark, and the man stood beside her holding an umbrella.
Quan Heng watched the raindrops below the steps being dyed crimson without any hesitation, and he lowered his eyes and fiddled with the Buddhist beads with some boredom.
Rainwater poured into the eaves, tainting the fishy smell.
It was in that rainstorm that she saw the child holding the knife staggering towards her, his eyes shining like a wolf cub as he knelt in front of her. Wiping away the blood with thin arms covered with wounds, lonely and stubborn:
[I can be the sharpest and most obedient knife in your hand. Please take me away. 】
Sang Ting's pupils flickered slightly.
"Boss, can you take this child back to Lanzhuang?"
"You want me to take him back?"
Sang Ting stepped back and squatted down in front of Quan Heng, looking up at her with indulgent temptation and hope in his eyes: "Is it okay?"
"It's not about whether it's possible," Quan Heng said, "it's your reason."
"If you put him somewhere else, he will only be ostracized."
Sang Ting lowered his eyes and whispered: "You know, we are all aliens and incompatible with the crowd - if this child is like me, there will be no other place that can accept him."
"It's not you, it's us."
Quan Heng reached out and rubbed his hair, sighing softly, "We are the same, that's why we can become family."
"yes."
Sang Ting lowered his head and leaned lightly on Quan Heng's lap, murmuring in a low voice:
"So I will always be the knife in your hand, and my sheath will always be in your hand."
——
When it was already dark, Quan Heng finished reading the information at hand.
When Mu Jing woke up, he saw her wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, with a high nose bridge and just the right curvature.
A simple but exquisite mirror chain hangs on her cheek, and the right decoration makes her expensive and delicate, like white jade.
"elder sister……?"
Mu Jing moved her fingers and recognized Quan Heng in her increasingly clear vision.
"You're awake." Quan Heng raised his eyes and took off his glasses.
"Be careful." Quan Heng put down the information and reached out his hand to carefully help Mu Jing sit up.
"...Okay." Mu Jing seemed a little confused as if she had just woken up, and stood up following Quan Heng's movements, his eyes still fixed on her face.
"What's wrong?" Quan Heng sat beside the bed.
"Am I dead?" Mu Jing asked softly, "Why is there a sister here and no mirror yet?"
"Because you are still alive." Quan Heng was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke in a calm and sincere tone, "Xiao Wu, I'm sorry."
Mu Jing was stunned.
"...You don't have to apologize to me, sister."
Mu Jing forced a smile and shook her head, "I'm not stupid. I could vaguely guess the ending from the beginning."
He paused and whispered: "That is the best way to pass the customs."
"But I didn't expect to see my sister again. This is already very good!" Mu Jing quickly put aside her thoughts and smiled sincerely.
Quan Heng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his head.
"By the way," she took the things off the bedside table, "your puppy."
"little six!"
Mu Jing's eyes lit up, she took the stuffed puppy from Quan Heng's hand, and suddenly said curiously:
"Hey, Xiao Liu is not bald anymore?!"
"Well, I helped it recover."
Quan Heng touched Xiao Liu's head and said with a smile: "It deserves a good ending. Let it accompany you well."
Mu Jing was stunned, her gaze fixed on Quan Heng, her eyes seemed to be filled with a thin glimmer of water.
"Why are you crying?" Quan Heng said softly.
"No." Mu Jing shook her head and reached out to wipe away her tears.
"elder sister."
Mu Jing lowered her head and whispered, clenching her hands uneasily, opening her mouth and trying to speak clearly, but the sourness was stuck in her throat: "I can stay..."
Quan Heng stopped him.
"I know what you want to say, but this time, let me ask."
She smiled softly, her voice gentle and precious.
"Mu Jing, are you willing to be my family?"
Mu Jing couldn't help but open her eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief.
“Can I ask you to be my family?
"I will do my best to cherish you, I will accompany you until the end of my life, I will protect you until the loss of my soul - will you be my family?"
Mu Jing's lips trembled, her red eyelids blinked lightly, and tears filled her eyes and fell.
"I..." Mu Jing opened his mouth.
"I'm a little worried, how am I going to get along with my future family? Will she like me?"
The voice seemed to come from a long, long time ago. The young man was holding the stray puppy in his arms and asking anxious questions.
"Don't worry, she will like you, and you will definitely like her. As for how to get along with her..."
The memories that have long been erased only leave a faint sound.
"Kindness repays kindness, you just need to be nice to her - as long as you are nice to her, she will return it to you a hundred times. You don't need to care about ability, she is not a person who relies on external forces, as long as you treat her sincerely, it will be fine "
"I...I've always been willing."
Mu Jing choked with sobs, unable to wipe away the falling tears no matter how hard she cried. She cried hoarsely as if she was about to shout, "I have been willing to leave with you since a long time ago, sister."
"Are you looking forward to her arrival?"
"expect!"
The little boy raised his lips and smiled. The clear and joyful voice spanned the long time and the raging pain, and miraculously merged with the crying and sobbing voice at the moment. It was like fate knocking on the broken soul, making a deafening sound——
"This is the thing I'm most looking forward to in my life."
"This is the thing I'm most looking forward to in my life."
How could a stray puppy not agree to be your family?
"Sister," Mu Jing tightened her grip on Quan Heng's clothes, "I think, I want to go with you..."
It likes you so much that as long as it recognizes you, it will run towards you without hesitation in the face of death.
"Take me away, sister..."
Mu Jing's voice sounded like she was crying, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and bitterness in this life.
*The love a puppy gives you is so warm and sincere. It will not resent you because you locked it out of the room for ten minutes or two hours. The puppy only knows that you opened the door for it, and it will love you properly. ah.
