After an unknown period of time, she woke up.
When she woke up, she realized that her clothes had been put back on, her belt fastened, and her clothes were neatly arranged. There wasn't even a blade of grass, not even the slightest trace of a night of escape. Under her clothes, she could clearly feel the existence of bandages. She didn't know how her wounds had been treated, but the pain had been greatly alleviated, and she seemed to be able to move a little.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at her bosom. She felt the range of the bandages and imagined the scene in the grass, and her expression was somewhat at a loss.
After a while, she turned her eyes with some difficulty, searching for Zhexiu's figure.
Zhexiu was squatting at the edge of the grass, the furthest place from her in the grassland. The hem of his clothes had been torn off, exposing his two legs. His posture was rather unsightly, just like a dog.
The torn hem of his clothes had probably become the bandages on her chest.
She once more looked at her bosom, and for some reason, she felt extremely wronged. She thought to herself, "How could you take off someone's clothes without asking for their permission?"
It was rather miraculous, but now that she no longer needed to hide her gender, she began to think like a little girl. For instance, she called herself "I", not "I", but for the moment, she had not become "I".
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt. Especially when Zhexiu never turned around, this made her even more grieved … Wah! She began to cry.
Hearing the weeping, Zhexiu, who was squatting at the edge of the grass, slightly trembled.
After a while, he realized that the weeping had no intention of stopping, so he followed the sound and sat down in front of her. He did his best to say in a gentle tone, "Don't cry."
Qi Jian's weeping temporarily stopped, her small face covered in tears.
Zhexiu paused, then continued, "… Otherwise, if we attract those monsters, it'll be troublesome."
This was still finding something to say.
Whether they were adults or teenagers, in short, men never understood that finding something to say at a time like this was the same as finding trouble, the same as seeking death.
Qi Jian stared blankly, then began to cry again. She remembered that she had not made a sound, so she looked even more pitiful.
Zhexiu was quiet for a while, then explained, "You know, right now, I can't see anything, so …"
Before he could finish, Qi Jian cried even more bitterly. She thought to herself, although you can't see, you've already touched my entire body. Do you still not want to admit it? Don't tell me you want to be irresponsible?
Zhexiu felt a headache coming on. He had lived for ten-odd years, had fought for ten-odd years, had encountered countless terrifying monsters and demons on the snowy plains, had seen countless deaths, yet … he had never encountered such a situation. He thought to himself, what should I do? If he continued to cry like this, what would he do if he affected his wound?
Hearing Qi Jian sobbing, he felt very uneasy and also somewhat confused. He thought to himself, as the last disciple of the Mount Li Sect Master, your cultivation is so high, you're already at the middle level of Ethereal Opening at such a young age, and your sword style is so strong that even Guan Feibai might not be your opponent. You're so good at comprehension, and in the Mausoleum of Books, you're able to see the third monolith. No matter how you look at it, you're amazing, so why do you just … like to cry?
Not knowing how to solve the problem, he could only sit on the side in silence. However, he did not know that this kind of response coincided with the truth of the relationship between men and women.
Girls' emotional problems could only be solved by time. Most of the time, they just felt sad and wanted to cry. Then, you just had to let them cry and accompany them. When it was time to hand over a handkerchief, you just had to hand it over. When it was time to offer your shoulder, you didn't have to be polite. You didn't have to constantly comfort them. When they still hadn't truly calmed down and didn't want to cause trouble, anything you did was just meddlesome.
As expected, the sobbing gradually subsided. Like a frightened little bird, Qi Jian lowered her head and said shyly, "You … did you already know?"
There were two meanings hidden in this question, both of which were extremely difficult to answer — if he had known beforehand, then the many physical interactions that had occurred afterwards, especially the scene just now, could have been explained in an even more negative way. Fortunately, Zhexiu was really not a talkative person, so he remained silent — silence could have many meanings. Qi Jian could choose the explanation that made her feel the most comfortable.
In reality, Zhexiu really had not expected this.
In the course of their escape, there were a few times, especially when he was carrying her across the mountains and listening to her soft grunts, that he vaguely had some thoughts. However, those thoughts were fleeting, and he simply did not continue to think about them. This was because he could never have imagined that the last disciple of the Mount Li Sect Master, the most beloved junior of the Divine State's Seven Laws, the young genius who was already high up on the Proclamation of Azure Sky at the age of twelve … was actually a girl.
Now that he thought back to those scenes in the grass hut in the Mausoleum of Books, he naturally had a completely different interpretation. At that time, the seven of them lived under the same roof. Zhexiu, Chen Changsheng, and Tang Thirty-Six occupied the inner room, while the four disciples of the Mount Li Sword Sect lived in the outer room. Every day, when they slept, Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai, and Liang Banhu all squeezed together, leaving a large space for Qi Jian. Most importantly, Qi Jian had her own bed. At that time, Zhexiu and Chen Changsheng had thought that Gou Hanshi and the others spoiled Qi Jian too much, or that the last disciple of the Mount Li Sect Master had some special status. Only now did he understand that it was only because of the difference between men and women.
What should they do next? Zhexiu was silent, and Qi Jian also did not know what to say. An awkward atmosphere lingered between the young man and the young girl.
Just at this moment, a faint tremor came from the depths of the plain, closely followed by a low, thunderous roar. Zhexiu's expression changed, and he cocked his ear to listen for a while. After confirming that it was an extremely terrifying and powerful monster, he could no longer care about anything else. He took out a powder used to remove the smell and scattered it around the grass. At the same time, he turned around and squatted down in front of Qi Jian, just like he had done for the past day and night.
In the past day and night, they had already repeated this process many times. Logically speaking, they should have been very familiar with it, but perhaps because he had confirmed that Qi Jian was a girl, Zhexiu's movements seemed rather stiff, and the two hands that he had extended behind him were rather stiff. He looked like a duck about to be stewed.
Seeing his appearance, Qi Jian's tears broke into laughter. She lightly patted his back, indicating that he should squat a little lower, and then she slowly leaned over, her two hands very naturally wrapping around his neck.
Perhaps it really was a psychological factor, but Zhexiu felt that the feeling coming from his back had become much softer.
In the plains ten-some li away, the ground beneath the grass was constantly bulging, emitting a terrifying roar similar to the roar of thunder. Some unknown creature was currently advancing at high speed. At the moment, the sun was blazing fiercely, piercing through the puddles of water beneath the grass and illuminating the figures of countless monsters. It was like a tide that was currently pursuing them. It was an extremely shocking sight.
At the very front of the monster tide, Zhexiu and Qi Jian faced the rising and brightening sun as they waded through the water. She was still his eye, and he was still her leg.
"Which direction should we go?"
"There seems to be a large meadow to the southwest. The terrain is a little higher, so maybe we should go take a look? That sound is coming from the east, so you might need to hurry up a little. "
The conversation ended, and it was quiet for a very long time. There was only the sound of the water being trampled on, the water splashing everywhere, and the grass gradually growing taller.
After some time had passed, Qi Jian softly asked, "Are you very surprised?"
Zhexiu was quiet for a while, then replied, "Yes."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned against his shoulder, and smelled the familiar scent. She continued to softly ask, "What are your thoughts?"
Zhexiu did not reply, because he did not know how to reply. Thoughts? What thoughts? The thought of my fingertips sliding across your slightly trembling body? No, at the time, the wolf youth's mind was a blank, without any thoughts.
She thought to herself … does silence represent unhappiness? After a while, her voice became even softer, and she nervously asked, "Then do you think I'm better as a man or as a woman?"
This question did not strike at the heart, but went straight to the crux of the matter.
Zhexiu thought about it. Starting from yesterday, you've been grunting and ahing, tightly hugging me the entire way. If you were a man, this scene truly would not be pretty, so he said, "Women are better."
Qi Jian blushed a little and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Women being together has always been good, that's what you mean, right?"
Zhexiu thought to himself, there's only one thing that's not good. You're no longer as magnanimous as before, so why is that?
… …
… …
There was a folktale on this continent, a story about a demon boar carrying his wife on his back.
Yes, in both stories and reality, the vast majority of the time, it was the man carrying the woman. It was very difficult to imagine the reverse.
So in this vast and boundless plain, Zhexiu was carrying the girl Qi Jian, and on the other end of the plain, Chen Changsheng was also carrying a girl.
They had trudged through the plain for a very long time, but they were still in the wetlands, and walking was extremely difficult. The scorching sun shone on the reeds and unknown weeds in the water, as if it wanted to turn all the plants into gold and silver sculptures. Yet he did not sweat a single drop. His body constantly emitted a cold Qi, dispelling the scorching heat and resisting the sun.
Xu Yourong closed her eyes and leaned against his shoulder, her eyelashes unblinking. From time to time, she would purse her lips. It seemed that with Chen Changsheng as a natural ice pot, she was sleeping very soundly.
Even now, there was still no sign of Nanke's pursuit. Chen Changsheng thought to himself that the demons were probably not willing to take the risk of entering this plain and had probably given up. Only then did he relax. His mind relaxed, and his injuries and exhaustion immediately surged forth like a tide. Like mud, they trapped his two feet, making it impossible for him to take another step forward.
Around them were the wetlands and weeds, and there was no place to sit and rest. Chen Changsheng looked at the weeds that were even taller than a person, and had no choice but to carry Xu Yourong and continue walking. But this time, he was not walking forward, but constantly circling around, trampling down all the reeds and weeds around him. Gradually, a flat ground formed from crushed green branches appeared in front of them.
Relying on the cover of the reeds and weeds, it was very difficult for people outside to see what was inside. But if someone could look down from the sky, they would see a small circle formed from grass several zhang in circumference. Xu Yourong hugged her knees, lying on her side on a pile of grass. She looked very weak and pitiful, just like a newborn child.
Chen Changsheng sat next to her, lowering his head to look at her face for a very long time. His expression was very serious, as if he had discovered something.
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(I wish everyone a pleasant weekend. In these two days, I've organized a few songs related to the Heaven's Chosen. Later, I will post them on my official WeChat account. Everyone can listen to them.)
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