Chapter 177: 5 questions, fugitive chasing, heart's desire fulfilled.

The heart is clearly hidden in the chest of the person in front of him, Xiaochi Chi feels as close as if it is held in the palm of his own hand, the palm of his hand is shaken by the powerful beating of his heart vaguely numb.

Xiaochi Chi said cautiously, "May I ask?"

"I am your master, your teacher. Preaching, teaching ......" Yujing Wen , 061, or Ying Lou , held his hand, saying, "...... and solving puzzles, are my responsibilities. "

Xiaochi Chi looked at their interlocked fingers: "Master is injured, need to rest, then I will only ask five questions."

Ying Lou pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Good."

He has said many times that he likes Xiaochi Chi's strong tone of voice, which is very cute.

Xiaochi Chi asked, "Is that demon cultivator really the one who killed the book and killed his parents?"

This issue is not unexpected for Ying Lou.

Xiaochi Chi's first concern is always the task itself.

"Yes, but not all." Ying Lou leaned back and sat his upper body straighter, "I was interested in investigating this matter earlier and found traces of demon hunting activities in the East Sea near the East Mountain Island. After escaping, I thought I couldn't return empty-handed, so I broke into the island. We need a demon's head for evidence."

Ying Lou speaks plainly, without any reference to the harrowing sight of her own visit to the island.

Before he went, Zuoshan Ji, who escorted him all the way from Butterfly Valley to the East Sea, asked him, "Mr. Six, do you really not need me to accompany you?"

He squatted down on one knee, reached out and caressed the surging tide, and said, "Go find Xiaochi."

Zuoshan Ji still can't be reassured: "But you're too badly hurt."

He said, "I'm fine. I'm okay with myself, but I'm not okay with him."

...... Even if you know his skills, you can never be assured.

Zuoshan Ji said, "Then I will go and tell him about you ......"

"Do not tell him, he knows I came to break into the island, will also be uneasy." 061 said, "Moreover, I don't know if my boss will keep an eye on him, you communicate with him, it is not possible to be watched by my boss. I can only trouble you to stay with him for a while and look after his safety for me. ...... Many thanks."

Speaking of this, he slowly pulled a water sword out from between the snow-white foamy tide: "What should be said, I will go back and say it to him myself."

An East Sea evening tide condensed water sword, carried in the hands of a man covered with wounds, accompanied him through a seemingly endless path of blood.

He also did a demon hunter, a lone one walked over and carried a head again, the whole body back.

Ying Lou could read the memories of Shujue Duan, who had seen the faces of the slaughterers through Shujue Duan's frightened eyes.

He forced his way through the island, found a face in the sea of demons that had appeared in Shujue Duan's memory, cut his skull with a sword, wrapped his long hair, contaminated with blood, around his wrist, and crossed the ocean to find his little pool.

Did not kill all those demons, because he was injured in the body, the power is still insufficient.

With Koike as a weakness, he won't be able to show off his strength easily.

Moreover, the blood feud should be avenged by Shujue Duan's own hands.

Xiaochi Chi asked a second question, "Did Master already know about the rumors?"

"It's about you and me, of course I know."

The rumors are rampant and he is aware of them. He just keeps the canker sore and is not eager to pull it out.

Even if he fished the painter and the fraudulent rascal up the mountain early to make a clarification to the red clouds, the rumor has spread, he can not drag those two people, run to the door to clarify one by one, and can not hold a clarification meeting for this, a big fight, but will be counterproductive. How about leaving the bottom of the barrel first, let it ferment, wait until the public trial and other major occasions, and then the momentum of this matter stabbed, in one fell swoop to clean up all the previous rumors.

Xiaochi Chi nodded and asked a third question, "What happened to the injury?"

Ying Lou didn't want to talk about it: "I was just careless, I'll be fine soon, don't worry."

Xiaochi Chi : "...... hmmm."

What followed was a long silence.

Xiaochi Chi's palm remained gently pressed against his heart, and his eyes fell on his fingertips, as if he was thinking about his mind.

At this point, Ying Lou also senses that Xiaochi Chi seems to be intentionally avoiding the real question he wants to ask.

He was a little nervous, he was afraid that Xiaochi Chi again retreating from the battle, unconsciously clenched his hand, but immediately suspected that he was not too hard, hurriedly relaxed the force of the hand.

However, Xiaochi Chi held the shirt on his chest back.

He asked a fourth question, "Master, why have you been gone so long?"

Ying Lou's throat choked, clutched by his words to the tip of the heart are wrinkled.

Xiaochi Chi's voice didn't fluctuate much, and the tip of his thumb was groping back and forth, sensing the subtle heartbeat in his chest: "...... Three days felt like a decade had passed."

Ying Lou sat up straight and bent over slightly: "It's my fault for not greeting you in advance."

Xiaochi Chi just raised his eyes to look at him, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you. It's just that it's really been a little long."

Ying Lou's heart was aching, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, letting him press against her chest and listen to the sound of his heartbeat.

"...... I'm sorry."

Ying Lou hung his head, his free hand slowly holding the back of his head, slowly stroking Xiaochi Chi's slightly longer hair, and pressed it against Xiaochi Chi's ear, slowly, with a single apology, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

He should have tried harder, he should have gone back sooner.

"It's okay." Xiaochi Chi buried herself in his arms, her tone not very sad, even a little incredibly happy, "You made me wait a few decades less."

Xiaochi Chi said, "I used to think that if I got too old to act and couldn't read the script anymore, I would stop acting. At that time, I would be in a silo, cooking and watching TV every day, waiting for you to come and pick me up one day. ...... Now, I've only waited a dozen years to come to you, and I found you, how good."

That fated chandelier, impartial, just fell on his head, how nice.

Ying Lou stroked the back of his head, his heart slightly sore.

He does not want to be grateful for the chandelier, although the chandelier, which fell off accidentally, sent Xiaochi Chi to his side so that he would not turn into a monotonous and uninteresting machinery a little bit.

His heart only aches for his little pool.

He asked, "Is it hard for you when I hold you like this."

"No." Xiaochi Chi buried her head a little lower, "It's just that it's been a long time since I've been like this and I'm not really used to it."

Ying Lou felt the warmth radiating from his chest, his heart softened a few more, and whispered to coax him, "I didn't see anything. Just do what you want to do."

After a longer period of silence and embracing, Xiaochi Chi lifted his head.

He kept himself under control, with little blood in his eyes and no redness around them, not much sign of crying could be seen.

"061." Xiaochi Chi settled down and asked the final question solemnly, "Are you Lou?"

Before Ying Lou was ready, the wrong answer came out before his conscious mind: "I am not."

061's face changed slightly.

Even if they do not enter Xiaochi Chi's body and do not actively connect with the main god system for the time being, the secrecy system is still functioning.

The Lord God is really watching them!

Xiaochi Chi looked at his slightly chagrined expression and clasped his hands behind Ying Lou's neck: " Feihong Dong, isn't it you?"

"...... is not."

He cocked his head and his eyes narrowed slightly, " Lu Bu isn't that you."

"No."

"Hmm? Yu Gan neither?"

Ying Lou looked back and couldn't help himself: "I don't think so."

"Ah." Xiaochi Chi nodded, "Then the boss must not be either."

"I don't think so."

Xiaochi Chi smiled and gently placed her forehead against Ying Lou's: "Yes, I know. Master, you take this medicine three times a day, I have to go get the next bowl quickly. I'll leave now."

He said, he held a jade bowl wooden tray, saluted, before exiting.

But Ying Lou still saw his red earlobe.

Ying Lou laughed.

How to tease a person to tease themselves away, and run so fast.

Xiaochi Chi did run fast, and he walked through the corridors so fast that he forgot to put on his shoes.

He thought of a long-ago winter afternoon.

At that time, Xiaochi Chi was still a high school student.

After calling in sick to his homeroom teacher, he left school, backpack in hand, and waited to rush to a large mall on the West Side.

He had a show at night and was paid $600

His bike chain fell off and he had to take the bus.

While waiting for the bus, he took his math exercise book out of his bag to do today's homework.

A bus stopped in front of him, but it wasn't the one he was waiting for.

He looked up at the logo on the car, which happened to be the brand of clothing he was leaving tonight, so he stared at it for a moment longer.

It was not yet the rush hour, there were not many people taking the bus, and the car started quickly.

The windows moved forward like the scale of a ruler, and in the back seat of the car by the window, a familiar figure flashed past Xiaochi Chi's eyes.

The exercise book in Xiaochi Chi's hand fell to the ground with a snap.

He froze in place for two or three seconds and pulled his feet up to chase after him.

He threw away his school bag that was banging around on his shoulders, threw off his bulky jacket and, wearing only a gray pullover sweater, chased madly after the bus that was speeding down the road before rush hour.

Xiaochi Chi did not shout, he could not even scream, just silent and silent chase.

He was afraid that the car would stop and he was afraid that it would not.

A passenger in the car noticed the wretched high school student and called out to the driver, who also saw him in the rearview mirror and was in a difficult position to stop for the violation.

A few hundred meters away from the intersection there is a red light, the car slowly slowed down, and in the car completely stopped, Xiaochi Chi also caught up, because the chase dizzy, his shoulder hit the outer carriage heavily, a full loud muffled sound.

He was knocked sideways by himself to the ground, living like a bumper sticker.

A woman shopping for vegetables pulled open the window and spoke in Mandarin with an accent: "Bean doll, there is another one behind, what's the hurry? It's going to the next stop."

Xiaochi Chi looked up and noticed the whole car was looking at him.

The young man he had just seen was also looking at him.

The man was wearing the uniform of the school next door, and his eyebrows looked three times like Ying Lou, but not him.

Just then, the car door opened.

Xiaochi Chi sat on the floor and shook his head.

He heard the driver laughing and scolding, student boy, silly, look at the wrong car.

The light turns green and the traffic starts to move forward.

Xiaochi Chi stood up on his weak legs and walked back one step at a time.

The cold wind blew him through, and he picked up his jacket, school bag, and finally returned to the lonely station with his frozen hands, picked up the math exercise book that had been blown around by the wind and the ballpoint pen that had rolled down in a tree pit on one side, shook the dirt, and continued to work on the problem with his head down.

......

Xiaochi Chi left the temple and ran fast all the way down the corridor, almost to the kitchenette, but then turned around violently and sprinted back.

He pulled open the door of the temple with one hand and braced his hands on both sides of the door, gasping for air.

And Ying Lou just kept the same look at the door as he had just left, his expression, his movements, didn't change a bit, just added some more surprise: "What's wrong, forgot to take something?"

Xiaochi Chi shook his head until he had caught his breath before looking up and saying, "Don't you go anywhere."

Ying Lou said, "I'm right here."

Xiaochi Chi : "Don't go anywhere."

Ying Lou said, "Okay, not going anywhere."

Xiaochi Chi is now relieved, closed the door behind him and went back to the way he came.

How many silly things he had done and dreamed over the years, and he swore that he would never be cheated again.

But he now wants to be stupid again.

This time, Xiaochi Chi stayed in the kitchen, cleaning the medicine cups, decocting the juice, and carefully watching the fire, refusing to leave the room.

Shujue Duan was so envious that he dipped the water and wrote on the side, "Sir, congratulations."

Xiaochi Chi smiled brightly, "Thank you."

Shujue Duan also wrote: "I wish the two gentlemen a hundred years of happiness."

Xiaochi Chi gave a tsk: "Children, do not know what to say."

Shujue Duan : "Mr. ......?"

Xiaochi Chi held a small bushel fan, fan the fire a bit: "He was quite good to me before, so good that I thought he was interested in me. But I'm relieved to know he's Lou, no wonder, Lou always used to take such good care of me."

Shujue Duan : "...... I don't think so."

"You've got to." Xiaochi Chi said confidently, "Have you ever been in love?"

Shujue Duan took a moment to understand what Xiaochi Chi meant, and then cautiously and nicely said, "Not yet.

Xiaochi Chi said, "Coincidentally, I haven't talked about it either."

Shujue Duan who is waiting to be taught life lessons: "......"

Xiaochi Chi : "But I read a lot and won't ass you."

Shujue Duan : "......" is this the case?

Although the words are easy to say, Xiaochi Chi is still a bit embarrassed.

Previously, when I did not know the identity of 061, I do not know how many times I said in front of him, I like Lou, like it too much.

But Lou has always treated himself as an unintelligent brother, even with a bilocation - most of the time is taking care of him, occasionally rubbing - gunfire, but also no further indication.

Previously, Lou was also so spoiled himself, spoiled himself, just how they can make a mess.

...... is always not so much that you really like yourself.

Xiaochi Chi is trying to be silly, but not to be whimsical.

In his best dreams, Xiaochi Chi wouldn't dare to dream of such a good thing.

Xiaochi Chi took a small bushel fan and gently tapped the edge of the medicine jar, thinking, when this mission is over, he has to find an opportunity to talk to Lou about this matter.

Tossing a jar of medicine into a bowl of portions, Xiaochi Chi returned to the temple with the bowl in his hand.

Ying Lou was really waiting for him and didn't leave.

This made Xiaochi Chi, who suspected that everything was a dream, feel a lot more stable, and after feeding him the medicine, he went to arrange for hot water to be boiled and prepared to rub his body and bathe him.

Ying Lou, thinking about the shocking injuries on his body, was a little worried and sent Xiaochi Chi, who was going to undress him, to the inner room, asking him to add some toning medicine to the water.

Xiaochi Chi's spirit had been tense for three days, and as he was steamed by the medicinal vapor, his tiredness surged and he fell asleep against the inner screen while waiting for Ying Lou to enter.

When Ying Lou entered the inner room in a loose, light lining, she smoothly picked up Xiaochi Chi x1, who was sound asleep.

Seeing this, he froze and let out a laugh, picked her up and gently put her on the bed, took off her socks and outer robe, covered up the quilt, and sat down on the bedside, slightly panting and covering the injury on her shoulder to endure the pain.

Shujue Duan took the opportunity to tell Ying Lou about Xiaochi Chi's words and actions in the kitchen.

Ying Lou looked at Shujue Duan's words and was both angry and amused.

Where is the guy who used to say, "Mr. Six, do you like me?" and "You must be trying to pick me up"?

However, Ying Lou doesn't find Xiaochi Chi's idea that difficult to understand.

He's still running away.

And this avoidance mentality is not a moment to correct over.

Ying Lou's mouth still has a bit of the bitter aroma of the medicine, thinking of this, he lowered his head, through this body, kissed the hair of the sleeping inner person, there is a sweetness from the root of the tongue flooded up.

He smoothed the hair around Xiaochi Chi's ears, his heart softening.

It's okay, there's no rush.

"...... You run slowly, I'll try to chase as fast as I can."