After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 23

"Okay, I don't like him anymore, Si Jin, shall we leave him?"

Song Sijin looked at him in surprise: "Huh?"

Lan Chi's liking faded so quickly, it was surprising. He was like this before. Song Sijin scratched his cheek in wonder, convincing himself that maybe he had this kind of temperament.

Of course Song Sijin respected him, it was normal for him to want to leave Duan Lingyao, the little devil, but Song Sijin couldn't.

Lan Chi persuaded: "He is so moody, staying with him might lead to disaster at any time, why do you continue to take risks? Si Jin, come with me, stay away from him, lest he come to harm us again."

Song Sijin was very embarrassed: "Leave so soon?"

Lan Chi said: "Of course not now, don't worry, I will arrange everything."

Song Sijin thought for a while, but still lowered his head in frustration: "I can't just leave like this, Lan Chi, don't miss your chance to escape from his clutches, I... my mother hasn't escaped yet, so leave me alone. "

Lan Chi frowned, and wanted to persuade him a few more words, but he could only keep silent when someone followed him from behind.

"You should think about it carefully."

Song Sijin replied sullenly, actually there is nothing to consider, Zhao Xiaozhi also mentioned helping him leave, but so what, he can't be selfish enough to only care about himself.

His mother worked so hard to bring him up, even his rich and powerful father didn't bother to take care of this stupid child. She was a poor woman who had never received the slightest favor from the heavens, but she took care of him until he was so big as a slave.

How could he just escape like this before he had time to let her enjoy the blessing.

Song Sijin clenched his fists and decided to continue to be patient—a helpless person must bear more.

There were no ferocious beasts nearby, so it was considered safe. Song Sijin wasn't too afraid. He took a stick and beat snakes around, and carried a bamboo basket to look for the surviving mountain treasures around.

It's just that in late autumn, many wild vegetables are old and unpalatable. If you want to find more, you have to go to more places.

Xin Qing was ordered to stay and take care of Song Sijin, so he followed Song Sijin and ignored others.

When Song Sijin turned around and found that Lan Chi was gone, he asked Xin Qing, but Xin Qing didn't know either.

The two returned the same way, calling Lan Chi's name as they walked, but there was still no response.

Seeing that Song Sijin was worried, Xin Qing comforted him and said, "I vaguely remember that Mr. Lan Chi said he was going to look for mushrooms in the forest, why don't we look there again."

A field of small oranges fell in the kumquat grove, and most of them were rotten, giving off a strange, slightly drunken, fresh and rotten smell.

The fallen leaves were so thick that they covered the protruding roots below. Xin Qing accidentally tripped and knocked her forehead hard, unable to continue looking for someone.

Song Sijin told him to rest where he was, and continued to search by himself. After a while, he was the only one left around.

The lonely and deep dense forest seems to hide countless fierce beasts, and it is impossible to find a way out no matter which way you go.

Looking at the sun, it gradually approached noon, and it was very close to the time agreed by Duan Lingyao. Song Sijin still couldn't find Lan Chi. He sat down on the rock to rest in frustration. He shouted all the way just now, and his voice was a little hoarse.

At this moment, Song Sijin heard a little strange movement around him, looked up and looked forward, it was very fateful, so he directly met the small eyes of a wild boar that just got out of the bushes.

It was a vigorous young wild boar. It could be seen that he was young, strong, and angry at the same time.

Because it roared threateningly the first time it saw Song Sijin.

Can't tell who moved first, one person and one pig started running like this.

Song Sijin aimed at a tall tree, and jumped up two times. He hugged the tree trunk and looked down, and found that the wild boar's hind leg was injured and was dripping blood.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the wild boar bumped against the big tree twice, and after finding it was useless, its ears suddenly pricked up, and it just ran away.

Song Sijin was afraid that it would come back, so he kept hiding in the tree, not daring to go down too quickly.

After a while, someone approached on fallen leaves, Song Sijin looked down and found that it was Zhao Xiaozhi.

He was about to call him, to warn him that there were wild boars nearby.

Before he could open his mouth, another voice rushed ahead of him.

sieve--

A sharp arrow shot out from the dense forest, and got into Zhao Xiaozhi's back fiercely. Zhao Xiaozhi staggered and fell to the ground, struggling to turn around: "Who?!"

Song Sijin was stunned.

No one responded to Zhao Xiaozhi.

The location where the arrow pierced was extremely dangerous, and the blood kept flowing out, Zhao Xiaozhi soon fainted, seeing that he was almost unconscious, Song Sijin woke up from the stiff state trembling.

He let go and slid down the tree. Before he could fully control his body, his palms and arms were scratched by the rough bark. In the end, he almost fell to the ground. He quickly got up to help Zhao Xiaozhi.

Half unconscious and half dead, Song Sijin didn't dare to pull out the arrow hastily. He took off his coat, and instinctively stretched a cloth strip around the wound to stop the bleeding.After a while, his hands were already stained red. Song Sijin opened his mouth to call out, but found that his overused voice just now couldn't make a loud sound at all.

When he was frightened and helpless, another person slowly walked out from the direction of the arrow just now.

Song Sijin looked up and saw Duan Lingyao.

Duan Lingyao was wearing a sassy narrow-sleeved hunting suit, holding a carved longbow, so his voice for help stopped abruptly.

Different from Song Sijin's suspicion and fear, when Duan Lingyao glanced over, he only lingered on Zhao Xiaozhi for a moment, and he casually smiled at Song Sijin: "What a coincidence, brother Jin is also here."

Song Sijin hugged Zhao Xiaozhi and trembled, obviously afraid, but he had no choice but to ask him for help: "My lord, save General Zhao, he is going to die!"

Duan Lingyao was obviously smiling, but he was extremely indifferent: "What does it have to do with me?"

How can it be okay!

The arrow feathers on Zhao Xiaozhi's back are exactly the same as those in the quiver carried by Duan Lingyao. It is the eagle feather arrow specially used by Duan Lingyao, and no one else has it.

Duan Lingyao wants to kill Zhao Xiaozhi!Why?Because he pissed him off before, because he didn't like him...

Song Sijin couldn't figure it out, he only knew that if Duan Lingyao didn't help, Zhao Xiaozhi would really die.

"My lord, General Zhao hasn't disobeyed you recently, please save him!"

Duan Lingyao said slowly, "But he's dirty, let's leave him alone."

It turns out that there is really someone who can despise a life so much, yes, he is Duan Lingyao... At noon the sun cast beams of bright light from among the branches and leaves, and Song Sijin felt chills in his heart.

He realized how stupid it was to ask the executioner for help, but it was ridiculous that he actually had a glimmer of hope when he begged him.

Song Sijin gritted his teeth and carried the person on his back, accidentally pulled Zhao Xiaozhi's wound, and the person on the back groaned in pain.

Blood stained his hands and rubbed all over his body. Song Sijin couldn't carry the comatose adult man on his back by himself, so he could only wrong Zhao Xiaozhi and dragged forward with his feet on the ground.

"Is anyone there... Lan Chi, where are you, Lan Chi? Lan Chi!"

Song Sijin called Lan Chi in a hoarse voice, at this moment he could only think of him, if Duan Lingyao was not willing to let Zhao Xiaozhi go, at least Lan Chi would help him.

After walking intermittently for a while, Song Sijin panted heavily from exhaustion, Zhao Xiaozhi almost slipped down, and he quickly knelt down to catch him.

Duan Lingyao, who was on the sidelines, finally couldn't stand it any longer. He strode over and pulled Song Sijin's back collar up: "Why do you insist on saving him? When did your relationship get so good?"

Song Sijin hesitated to speak, but finally chose to bow his head and shut up.

Duan Lingyao raised his foot and kicked the tree: "It's so annoying!"

He turned and ran away.

The dense forest is long, he is helpless after all, Song Sijin continued to drag him forward without saying a word, tears kept rolling in his eyes.

But his luck finally turned a little bit better, after a while, a group of people suddenly found him and rushed up to catch Zhao Xiaozhi.

Song Sijin loosened his body, and sat down on the ground, watching helplessly as people gave first aid to Zhao Xiaozhi.

Among the crowd were Xin Yi, Xin Bai... It seemed that they were all Duan Lingyao's people.

Song Sijin blinked his hazy eyes, turned around, and saw Duan Lingyao walking back slowly from behind with arms folded and an arrogant expression on his face.

"Are you satisfied now?"

He walked up to Song Sijin and asked, and kicked his blood-stained sleeve with his toe in disgust: "How can you be such a stupid person, really, it's so dirty!"

The young man sitting on the fallen leaves was messy and blood-stained. He followed Duan Lingyao's calf wrapped in leather boots all the way up, and saw the young man against the light as if trapped in darkness, blurry and glaring.

Song Sijin's expression was blank, and a great deal of panic arose.

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When they returned to the front of the kumquat grove, Lan Chi was with Xin Qing, and when he saw Song Sijin covered in blood, Lan Chi turned pale in fright.

"How did it happen? Where did you go?"

Song Sijin supported his hand wearily: "It's not my blood, it's General Zhao's. Don't worry, I didn't run around. I just went looking for you. I happened to meet General Zhao."

It turned out that there was a trace of guilt on Lan Chi's face, and he explained: "I was lost before, and then I ran into Xin Qing and decided to come back and wait for you. Fortunately, nothing happened to you."

Song Sijin shook his head, not wanting to speak anymore.

Under Xin Bai's extraordinary medical skills, Zhao Xiaozhi almost hanged his life, but he had to receive further treatment immediately, so the hunting activity could not continue.

Duan Lingyao was a little upset, Zhao Xiaozhi's subordinates who came back one after another were about to explode.

Anyone with long eyes can tell that the arrow that almost killed Zhao Xiaozhi came from Duan Lingyao, but Duan Lingyao didn't feel guilty at all, but became more arrogant and arrogant.

Zhao Xiaozhi's subordinates were afraid that he would harm their superior again, so they surrounded Zhao Xiaozhi and refused to let Xin Bai and others get close.

A group of people suppressed each other's anger and walked back, Duan Lingyao was unhappy that the entertainment was interrupted, Zhao Xiaozhi's group wanted to let him pay for his life directly.

The arrow pierced too deeply, and it would bleed when it bumped. When we returned to the Taoist temple, everyone dared not continue transporting people down, fearing that Zhao Xiaozhi would die if he walked another bumpy mountain road.

Everyone didn't dare to pull out the arrow easily, and told him to cultivate a little vitality first on his stomach, and then started arguing about whether he should pull out the arrow in the Taoist temple to heal his wounds or transport him down the mountain for treatment.

Song Sijin didn't get in the way, he just hoped that people smarter than himself could make the best choice, Zhao Xiaozhi shouldn't have lost his life so casually, it's too pitiful.

After a short quarrel, God made a decision for them.

The sky was covered with overcast clouds, and there was a heavy rain, which was so heavy and long that it was impossible to bring Zhao Xiaozhi down the mountain.I can only find a way to treat him in the Taoist temple, but the conditions of the Taoist temple are too simple, and more things need to be prepared.

One autumn rain and one cold, the weather was getting colder and colder, and in the mountains, everyone put on layers of clothes.

Some of Zhao Xiaozhi's subordinates went out in the rain to look for herbs, and some went down the mountain to invite a doctor.Song Sijin hastily changed the dirty clothes, tidied up, and volunteered to take care of Zhao Xiaozhi.

Although the identity of this "little father-in-law's male favorite" makes people unwilling to get close to him, his act of dragging Zhao Xiaozhi back with his blood all over during the day has won the trust of many people.

After Zhao Xiaozhi fell into a coma, Captain Xia among his subordinates became the person in charge, and now he is guarding Zhao Xiaozhi's side and sighing: "I don't know if the Major General can get through this."

Song Sijin comforted him clumsily: "It will definitely."

Zhao Xiaozhi was lying on his stomach with a pale face and cold body. At first glance, he seemed to be gone. The arrow shaft was nailed to his back, which looked scary.

The man who was alive and well during the day is now lying on the bed dying. Song Sijin looked at him in a terrible pain, touched the quilt covering him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go find some charcoal."

There are very few charcoal fires in the Taoist temple, and they are scarcely used by the old Taoist priests and young Taoist children. Squeezing them out is just a drop in the bucket.

Captain Xia sighed, "Where can I find it?"

Song Sijin was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "Young master has it."

Captain Xia clenched his fists.

When they went up the mountain, they did bring up a few baskets of charcoal, but they all belonged to Duan Lingyao. Captain Xia still remembered that at that time, a group of them laughed at the little father-in-law behind his back for being spoiled.

Now that the young master has hurt Zhao Xiaozhi, he still has to fight the chief culprit to fight the cold, what a humiliating thing this is!

Captain Xia wanted to die in grief and anger, but he couldn't bear the young general's continued suffering, so he could only bow his head and beg Song Sijin: "Mr. Song, please forgive me."

Song Sijin responded softly, walked quickly outside Duan Lingyao's door, and began to hesitate.

After hesitating for a while, he made up his mind and knocked on the door forcefully.

The autumn rain was cold and damp, Duan Lingyao climbed into bed early, and was dozing lazily under the quilt.

When Song Sijin was put in, Duan Lingyao was only wearing a plain white coat, sitting cross-legged under the blanket, wearing a shawl made of silver fox fur to keep warm.

His hair was untied, loose and disheveled, and his usual sharp eyebrows were blurred by sleepiness, making him look a little harmless.

It's a pity that when he looked at Song Sijin, he suddenly woke up from a dazed state, his brows were raised, and his eyes showed a bit of violence when he turned his eyes.

"Brother Jin, why come to the humble house when you have time? Didn't you refuse to come in just now?"

When he came back, Duan Lingyao was about to pull him into the house. Song Sijin felt really uncomfortable, and couldn't help showing frustration, saying that he was going to change clothes, but he didn't come over after the change, and went directly to see General Zhao's injuries.

Duan Lingyao was not a fool, he couldn't guess what he was thinking, and he didn't send anyone to look for him, just watched him come over coldly.

Song Sijin could tell that Duan Lingyao was unhappy, but there was nothing he could do. He whispered, "General Zhao has a fever, and the humidity is too heavy in the rainy day. My lord, can you give him some charcoal?"

Duan Lingyao became more and more eccentric: "It turned out that I came here for you, Big Brother Zhao. Without him, wouldn't you be unwilling to step into the young master's room in this life?"

Song Sijin looked up at him, puzzled and helpless.

He didn't understand what Duan Lingyao meant by saying this, so he answered obediently: "No, I will listen to the young master."

So Duan Lingyao stared at him, slowly revealing an ambiguous smile.

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-1917:48:04-2022-07-2017:53:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: holowin1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!