Bad luck

Chapter 62

When the paw went down, the wound was deep enough to see the bone. Chi Jingyuan frowned, and had no time to pay attention to his wound. He waved the spear, did a backflip in the air, and shot the desert cat into the law arranged by Tian Tian with a stick. In the array.

"Ha...ha..." Chi Jingyuan knelt down on one knee, holding the spear, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Although he couldn't see the wound on his back, the pain was almost numb. The reaction still made him realize that the wound was probably not shallow.

"Meow——" The desert cat is in the middle of the magic circle, trying to escape. Tian Tian's hands are sealed together, his eyebrows are tightly frowned, a golden light explodes, and Chi Jingyuan's blurred vision sees a cloud of black air emanating from the desert cat. Running out, he was quickly swallowed by the golden light.

Chi Jingyuan felt his back a little numb, and when he lowered his head, he saw that his nails had turned black. The desert cat's claws shouldn't be poisonous...

As he thought this way, he lost consciousness in the next second.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he fell down, Xia Yunzhou and the others arrived with the police.

Although Tian Tian spent a lot of mana to subdue this fierce desert cat, but fortunately her consciousness is still clear. Under her testimony, the person in charge of the venue illegally sold the national second-class rare protected animals, Arrested for various crimes including animal cruelty.

This club was also successfully seized, and the members of the club were also taken away by a litter, and many cats who were being victimized were rescued, but the laws and regulations did not expressly stipulate in this regard, even if they abused animals, there would be no harm. What punishment, but as soon as the incident was exposed on the Internet, these people were strongly condemned by the majority of netizens.

Many netizens expressed their willingness to adopt these victimized cats, but Xia Yunzhou and the others did not agree. The ferocity of these cats was aroused, which is very dangerous and not suitable for living with humans.

Xia Yunzhou entrusted someone to send the cats to a nearby animal shelter he knew.

These days, the members of the cat fighting club have been having nightmares one after another every night, dreaming that they are forced to go to the arena to fight with others, while his cat sits high above the arena and watches him.

They attack and bite each other with their human bodies, but their souls seem to relapse wildly, losing their rationality even more.

And when they went to work during the day, they found that the story of cat abuse and cat fighting had been spread, and colleagues and friends around them walked around them, and some even lost their jobs and partners.

Once on the Internet, it is overwhelming to blame their voices.

The founder of the Cat Fighting Club was sentenced to ten years in prison. That night, he dreamed that a group of cats surrounded him and ate his flesh. The next morning, he was found by the prison guards, and he became insane overnight. I kept saying, "Don't eat me, don't eat me..."

Chi Jingyuan had a dream again. He dreamed that a group of cats were squatting beside his bed. The black cat licked its fur and said to him, "Human, you have done what you promised. Thank you for saving our companions." .”

Chi Jingyuan and its golden eyes looked at each other, "You're welcome."

When Chi Jingyuan woke up from the coma, his throat was dry and smoked, and when he opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse, and he didn't know whether he had made a sound or not.

But the next moment, warm water flowed into his throat, instantly relieving his dryness.

There is an elegant fragrance in the nose, it is Qi Yitang.

"Second Uncle...you are back."

Qi Yitang caressed his cheek with a cool hand, "You made yourself like this right after I left, are you sincerely trying not to let me feel at ease?"

His voice was a little sullen, and Chi Jingyuan was a little surprised that Qi Yitang would also be angry. He raised his hand and covered the back of Qi Yitang's hand, "Sorry, second uncle, I was wrong."

Qi Yitang pinched his face, "As an afterthought."

"Let's cultivate at home for the next few days." As soon as Qi Yitang finished speaking, Chi Jingyuan wanted to get up. He felt that his wound was a little itchy, and it should be healing. He didn't know what kind of magic Qi Yitang used for him. drug.

"Don't move around." Qi Yitang pressed his shoulder, Chi Jingyuan frowned, "Itches on your back."

Qi Yitang tucked him in the quilt, "I'm growing fat, bear with it."

Chi Jingyuan had no choice but to lie back obediently, this kind of itching was more unbearable than the pain.

"Do you dare to be brave next time?" Qi Yitang brought a bowl of porridge, and the aroma of the rice made Chi Jingyuan's stomach growl a few times in disbelief.

"No bragging rights." From Chi Jingyuan's point of view, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. Anyway, he and Tian Tian teamed up to subdue the desert cat, which is not considered a failure.

Qi Yitang stared at him with dull pupils, Chi Jingyuan had no choice but to shut up obediently.

"I'll do it myself." Chi Jingyuan didn't think his injury was serious enough to need someone to feed him.

Qi Yitang's slender fingers held the spoon and slowly stirred the sticky porridge in the bowl. It was obviously such a smoky action, but it was very pleasing to the eye when he did it.

He didn't speak, but told Chi Jingyuan his answer with actions.

Chi Jingyuan could only obediently raise his head and accept Qi Yitang's feeding.

Fortunately, although Qi Yitang didn't eat fireworks, she didn't poke the spoon down his throat.

After finishing the porridge, Qi Yitang fetched the medicine box to change Chi Jingyuan's medicine. Chi Jingyuan was wrapped in bandages and had no clothes on his upper body. His honey-colored skin was in stark contrast to Qi Yitang's white porcelain skin.

Qi Yitang's hand looks like that of a pampered person. Chi Jingyuan doubts whether Qi Yitang will change his dressing, but after seeing Qi Yitang skillfully changing his dressing, Chi Jingyuan is a little curious why Qi Yitang is so proficient.

"Why would Second Uncle change the medicine?" Chi Jingyuan thought about it, so he asked casually. After asking, he realized that it was inappropriate to explore Qi Yitang's private affairs.

Qi Yitang's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and her eyes were like a clear lake, "If you do too much, it will happen naturally."

What's the meaning?Qi Yitang is a ghost, even if he is injured, he doesn't need to wear a bandage, so what he said should be something that happened before his death.

Chi Jingyuan didn't dare to ask any more questions, after all, it was inconvenient for him to ask more questions about Qi Yitang's life.

"It's tied very well." When Chi Jingyuan was injured during a mission, he had to deal with the wound by himself, and it was obvious at a glance that Qi Yitang was indeed a proficient hand.

Qi Yitang found a coat and put it on Chi Jingyuan's shoulders, "I hope that this skill will never be used."

Chi Jingyuan was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold Qi Yitang's hand on his shoulder, "Sorry, I will take care to protect myself in the future."

Qi Yitang interlocked his fingers, lowered her head and kissed him on the top of his head, "Yes."

……

Chi Jingyuan was very sleepy for a few days because the wound was healing. He spent less time opening his eyes and more time sleeping with his eyes closed.

Xia Yunzhou and the others originally wanted to visit him, but they couldn't get in touch with him. If Qi Yitang hadn't personally appeared that day to pick up Chi Jingyuan from the hospital, Xia Yunzhou and the others would have suspected that something had happened to Chi Jingyuan.

About a week later, Chi Jingyuan was no longer so sleepy. These days, Qi Yitang took care of him. To Chi Jingyuan's surprise, he always thought that Qi Yitang was pampered and didn't know how to take care of others. But after these days, Qi Yitang Not only will he take care of him, but he will also take good care of him.

Qi Yitang almost turned him into a useless person, he opened his hands when he was dressed, and opened his mouth when he was bored. When he was bored, Qi Yitang would read to him, although he often fell asleep in the end.

Later, Qi Yitang realized that Chi Jingyuan was the kind of student who would be hypnotized whenever he heard the teacher give lessons when he was studying. He asked Chen Xuan to bring a guqin to Chi Jingyuan's room.

Chi Jingyuan didn't have much research on guqin, but he had seen it in TV dramas before, and it was often played by ancient singers, and they were all soft and lingering tunes.

Qi Yitang sat in front of the piano, her back straight, like a bamboo that could not be bent, and her black hair shawl was scattered on his silver-threaded and snow-thin clothes, and her slender hands were lightly placed on the strings. The mole is eye-catching and gorgeous.

"Zheng-"

Chi Jingyuan's spirit was shaken, the sound of the piano was like ten thousand horses in silence, and the long sound of the horn made his mind excited.

Qi Yitang was as motionless as a mountain, her clothes fluttered, and her fingers quickly plucked on the strings, as if to swallow mountains and rivers with anger.

After a piece of music came down, beads of sweat dripped from Chi Jingyuan's forehead. In a daze, he seemed to have just walked off the battlefield of swords, swords, swords, gold and iron horses.

For the first time, he experienced what lingering sounds mean, lasting for three days.

Qi Yitang's hands were quietly placed on the piano, her clothes were never messy, and she looked at Chi Jingyuan calmly with a smile on her lips.

Chi Jingyuan's heart beat like a drum, he stared at Qi Yitang in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Some people are probably born with radiant brilliance and fatal attraction, and Qi Yitang is undoubtedly such a person.

After a while, Chi Jingyuan swallowed hard and asked, "What's the name of this song?"

Qi Yitang looked at him with nostalgia in his eyes, and his hand lightly stroked the body of the piano, "This piece is called "Broken Array""

Chi Jingyuan felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

In the next few days, Qi Yitang would come over from time to time with his guqin in his arms and play him a piece, not all the exciting pieces, sometimes there would be some sobbing pieces that made people want to cry .

In short, during the period of recuperation, Chi Jingyuan fully realized Qi Yitang's superb piano skills and his profound knowledge.

Half a month later, Chi Jingyuan's injury had almost healed, and he was ready to go to work.

He had contacted Xia Yunzhou and the others before and told them about the black cat falling into a dream.

Xia Yunzhou and Wu Di went to Zeng Peng's house, released the remaining cats, and asked Zengfu and the others to find a place to bury the dead cats.And let my great-grandfather donate a lot of cat food to the stray cat shelter, and let them remember to do good deeds every day in order to eliminate their karma.

The great father's family dared not refuse, and ordered cat food to be sent to the stray cat shelter on a regular basis, and donated a hope primary school to the mountain area.

After such an ups and downs, how could the whole family dare to hate cats, but now they are terrified when they see cats, for fear of retaliation.

On the first day of his reinstatement, everyone in the Special Case Division was still investigating which ghost killed Zeng Peng, but unfortunately they had no clue.

Because they couldn't get in touch with Chi Jingyuan at the beginning, they worried for a long time. Chi Jingyuan felt guilty about this, and offered to buy them milk tea. Everyone unceremoniously ordered the flavor they wanted.

Chi Jingyuan hasn't seen the proprietress for a while, she used to look like a college student, but now she is so haggard that Chi Jingyuan dare not recognize her.