"Sister, you're awake, it's great, it's great. Grandpa, sister wakes up, grandpa."

Ji Nuan opened her eyes in a daze, and a little girl of eleven or twelve years old appeared in front of her. Before she could answer, the little girl ran out excitedly again. She stretched out her hand to call her, but because the movement was so big that she burst into tears, she had no choice but to stop.

She supported her hands and got up, but she just supported her a little, and because of dizziness and stiffness in her body, she fell heavily on the bed. Only then did she notice that her whole body was wrapped tightly in white cloth, leaving only her eyes, her nose and mouth were still outside, and she was like a mummy.

This is a very small bedroom, so small that it only has a bed and an old wardrobe. Even the tiles on the roof are damaged in several places, and dry rain flows down the gap and drips into the clay pot on the ground, making a 'tick' sound.

Where is this? What happened? What about Song Wangchen? Ji Nuan was shocked and what happened on the day the cave collapsed appeared in her mind.

"Song Wangchen, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, Song Wangchen, wake up!"

Ji Nuan hugged Song Wangchen, who was unconscious, and cried in pain, but he hadn't heard a response for a long time. The cave shook even harder at this time, and it was about to collapse. Should I wait for death like this? No, she was unwilling to give up. She was only 19 years old and had traveled here. She finally fell in love with someone and expressed her feelings to him. She hasn't lived enough of such sweet and happy days?

She silently recited the terms and tried to step into a barrier. I don’t know whether it was because of excitement or insufficient cultivation, the barrier had just been set up and disappeared. Out of the instinct of survival, she silently recited the terms again. This time the barrier did not disappear, blocking the heads of the two people, just blocking the rocks falling from the top of the cave.

She lifted Song Wangchen and Zhu Xie fell to the ground at this time, but in a crisis, she didn't have time to pick it up. She supported the barrier with one hand and struggled to carry him slowly towards the cave wall.

The rocks fell into the blood pool one after another, and the blood quickly overflowed from the surface of the pool, slowly flooding Ji Nuan's heels. The erosion pain followed. She endured the pain and began to look for the mechanism. But the cave kept shaking, and slowly, she became a little unstable even when she stood.

At this time, it was too late to find a way out. I don’t know whether she was wise or struggling to death. She staggeredly supported Song Wangchen to the blood pool again, covering the unstable barrier completely on Song Wangchen. Close her eyes, and made a make-up move, pulling Song Wangchen into the blood pool.

Ji Nuan endured the scorching heart-killing pain of her whole body, closed her eyes and pulled Song Wangchen, and swam forward desperately. She pulled a coma, and closed her eyes and felt pain in her body in this extremely dense pool of blood. She was getting more and more difficult to swim. Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly felt a little relaxed, and the burning sensation in her body gradually disappeared, and a cold feeling spread throughout her body.

Ji Nuan knew that they were swimming in Danshui, so she pulled Song Wangchen to swim upwards. She slowly opened her eyes and found that this was the center of Zhishui Lake. At this time, her face and hands were already ulcerated. However, because Song Wangchen had the protection of the barrier, there were no other obvious external injuries except for the damage on her back.

It turns out that the blood pool in Qilin Mountain Cave is really not stagnant water, but is connected to Zhishui Lake. No wonder the water here will be red and boiling at noon. It must be because it happened to be during this period of time that the water from the blood pool poured into the lake, and the beautiful legend of the fairy in red was created.

Before she could have time to be glad, her feet cramped because she had been swimming for too long. Although she tried hard to grasp Song Wangchen's hand, the severe pain finally made her let go of her hand, and the two fell into the lake again.

This time, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch his hand. A sense of despair followed and she swam desperately.

After a long time, I could not escape death in the end.

If I had known this, I would have been buried in the Qilin Mountain Cave, at least I could have the same cave as Song Wangchen's life and death. But now, I couldn't even grasp his hand. With a lot of unwillingness, she slowly closed her eyes.

Song Wangchen and Ji Nuan struggled to get up again without caring about the pain in their bodies. At this time, a pair of hands covered with blue veins quickly reached out to help her up. When she looked up, a thin but energetic old man appeared in front of him. Behind him was the little girl who had just called her sister.

"Old man, where is this? Did you save me? Where is Song Wangchen? Have you ever seen a man with white skin, cold and arrogant face, and handsome appearance?"

The old man looked at each other and both shook their heads. The old man replied, "Girl, I have never seen the man you mentioned. When our grandfather and grandson saw you, you were floating on the lake, and there were no one else around!"

The old man was a fisherman. When he was fishing in Zhishui Lake, he saw Ji Nuan floating on the water. When he saw her rotten, he thought she was dead. Unexpectedly, after he picked her up, she still breathed a sigh of relief, and they brought her back. He invited the doctor to treat him. The doctor shook his head and said, "Although the girl's life is saved, this face is beyond help."

Song Wangchen and Ji Nuan were anxious and struggled to get out of bed.

The old man grabbed her and comforted her: "Girl, I know that you are suffering, but no matter how important your face is, it is not as important as your life. Don't be too impressed." The old man is simple and thought that she was ruined and couldn't think too much, so he jumped into the lake to commit suicide.

Ji Nuan looked at him in confusion, then stroked his tightly wrapped hands stiffly on his cheeks, and suddenly said, "Little sister, please help me remove them!"

The little girl looked up at her grandfather, saw that he had walked out slowly and took the door. Then she began to sit by the bed and gently removed the gauze for her. Every time she pulled it, Ji Nuan frowned in pain, but she insisted on not saying a word.

The white face showed spots of burning marks. Although they were not completely removed, the shocking scar also shocked the little girl. To be honest, she had never seen such an ugly girl before. What was she saying about a handsome man just now? I guess she had been soaking in the water for a long time and had a hysteria!

The little girl shook her head and sighed, and immediately stopped the movement of her hand. The burn marks on her neck became more obvious. She looked like a burnt eggplant, which looked extremely terrifying.

"What's wrong, I scared you?" Although Ji Nuan didn't see her face, she could feel that she must be ugly now, otherwise she wouldn't have stopped.

"No, no." The little girl couldn't bear to hurt her heart and continued to remove the gauze. It took a while to remove both of her hands.

Ji Nuan looked at her scabbed right hand and smiled bitterly. It was so ugly, no wonder she scared her.

The little girl was startled by her expression and asked tentatively: "Sister, are you okay? Do I still want to tear it down?"

"No, I'm afraid I'll scare you, you go out first! I'll do it myself."

The little girl hesitated for a moment, got up slowly, took out Ji Nuan's clothes from the closet, handed them to her and said, "Sister, this is your clothes. I have washed them for you. Don't be too sad, everything will be fine."

Ji Nuan took the clothes, nodded and smiled, and said, "Thank you"! Then she took it apart.

The little girl wanted to say something, but she didn't say it after all, and turned around and left the door.

Before she could walk down the wooden ladder, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Nannan, how is it like

Isn't she unhappy, right?"

The little girl shook her head and whispered: "Grandpa, if I were like her, I would probably not want to live anymore. Do you think we shouldn't save her?"

The old man immediately stopped talking nonsense, no matter what, life is important. Don't let her hear these words, so as not to be unable to think about it anymore."

The little girl let out a crossbow mouth, and said without any objection, "I understand, I'm going to play with my friends, you can do it yourself!"

The old man shook his head, looked at the door again, turned around, sat down hunched over, picked up the fishing net on the ground, and repaired it one by one.

Ji Nuan heard all these words into her ears. She looked at the only place on her body that was not burned, which was her left hand that was protected in the barrier because she pulled Song Wangchen. She shook her head and smiled, and continued to remove all the gauze on her body.

Then she quickly put on her clothes, and her whole body was full of devastation, and she didn't even want to take a look at her. Finally, she took out a hat-covered cloak and a brocade handkerchief from the Qiankun bag, wrapped herself tightly, and then hurried out.

Seeing her in a hurry, the old man thought she was about to lose her mind again, so he hurriedly stood up and asked, "Girl, where are you going?"

"Thank you for helping me. Don't worry, I won't seek death. I just want to find him. Just know that he is safe." Ji Nuan finished speaking, bowed deeply to him, and then left straight away.

The old man shook his head again when he saw her back. If someone was determined to die, how could he stop him? Then he sat on a low stool and continued to fill in the fishing net.

Ji Nuan walked down the Zhishui Lake and suddenly felt a little thirsty, so she pulled off the brocade and squatted down to the lake. Just as she was holding up the water and was about to drink it, she saw the reflection in the water from the corner of her eyes, which scared her to throw away the water immediately. Seeing her face full of redness and swollen and ulcerated scabs, two crystal clear tears immediately slid down her cheeks.

Even if she never judges people by her appearance, she is still ugly. She is so in this way that she has the face to meet Song Wangchen.

But no matter what, she still had to find him, as long as she knew he was safe, even if she just looked at him from a distance. No longer hesitated, she covered her face with a brocade and continued to walk forward.

Several boys, five or six years old, were playing Cuju on the side of the road. Not long after, the bamboo-weaved kick ball was kicked to Ji Nuan's feet. She squatted down and picked it up with her intact left hand.

A little boy in mai clothes shaking his fat body and running slowly, stretching out his chubby little hands, and the cute and cute voice came.

"Sister, give it to me."

Ji Nuan handed the kick ball in front of her and smiled and said, "Here, I'll give it to you."

When the little boy was about to reach out to take it, he suddenly saw the scar on Ji Nuan's forehead. He was so scared that he sat on the ground, wiped his tears with his hands and cried: "Woooo..., my mother saved me, there is a monster, an ugly monster, wuoo..."

Ji Nuan hurriedly placed the kick ball on the ground and walked forward in panic. She pulled the brim down a little again and lifted the Jinpao up, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

The little boy cried endlessly. She looked back and saw an obese woman pointing at her and cursing. She accelerated her pace and continued to move forward.

Because she kept lowering her head, she suddenly hit a man's strong chest. She didn't dare to look up, for fear of scaring him, so she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry"! Then she walked around.
Chapter completed!