sinovels Chapter 38 Rainy Night
Chapter 38 Rainy Night
When Bai Hao woke up, most of the disciples of the Bai family were dead or injured. Song Dongyang was like a wild beast, tearing at every prey in the rain.Bai Shuwang also seemed to have suffered a little injury, and watched all this quietly while clutching his chest.
This is the first time Bai Hao has seen Song Dongyang fight against the enemy with real swords and guns. Before he had time to be surprised by his cruelty, he was interrupted by the sound of horseshoes outside the door. Just now, Ye Shun and Dasha had already protected Song Jing and left the mansion safely.
Wherever the man in black went, not a single blade of grass grew, and more than a dozen disciples of the Bai family and more than 20 nurses who came later fell into a pool of blood in an instant. Bai Hao suddenly regretted erasing one fresh life after another in an orderly manner.
The leader pulled Song Dongyang up and helped him get on the horse.Passing through the crowd, he and Bai Hao took a deep look at each other, and with just this one look, they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
"Take him away!" Song Dongyang withdrew his gaze, ordered coldly, grabbed the reins, and galloped in the rain!
After returning to Bieyuan, he bumped into Ye Shun head-on, Song Dongyang stepped forward and grabbed him, saying, "How about my father?"
Ye Shun shook his head, not knowing what to say for a while.Song Dongyang dropped him and hurried into the room.But in just a few months, the person on the bed was already full of white hair and wrinkled. He threw himself on the side of the bed, supported Song Jing's arm, and said, "Father, what do you think?"
Song Jing wanted to raise his hand and touch his son's head. From his forearm to his fingers, he was trembling violently. He was already extremely anxious, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Song Dongyang was heartbroken, grabbed Song Jing's hand, and sobbed, "Father, don't worry, I'm here!"
Ye Shun followed closely, but couldn't bear to watch this scene anymore.
"Ye Shun, what happened to my father?"
Ye Shun said: "I thought your father just let people transform martial arts. I didn't expect to pass on your martial arts first and the serious injuries later. In fact, the dungeon of the Bai family is just some drugs for house arrest, but because of his severe injuries Heavy, the poison penetrated into the bone marrow, and now it seems that it has also deceived the mind."
Song Dongyang said: "Don't we have purple lily of the valley?"
"With his current body, he can't bear such a heavy drug effect. And...and with such a mind, what's the use of recovering martial arts? It's a miracle that he can recognize you now."
Song Dongyang buried his face in Song Jing's hands, suppressed sobbing and said, "How can he be cured! You tell me, go to the sword mountain... go to the oil pan, I'll just go find it!"
Ye Shun put his hands on Song Dongyang's trembling shoulders, wanting to give him some strength: "Don't worry, I'll detoxify first, maybe after the poison is detoxified, I can recover slowly."
Bai Hao's footsteps approached, seeing this scene, he suddenly stopped at the door, not knowing whether to enter or leave.Song Dongyang gently put down Song Jing's hand, stood up slowly, and turned to look at him, both of them had red eyes before they knew it.
Song Dongyang's footsteps were windy, he opened the door with the palm of his left hand, grabbed Bai Hao's collar with his right hand, pushed the man out of the room, and threw him on the ground.
The rain was muddy, and it was still falling underground.The setting sun was light gray, and the sky was even colder.
The white clothes that Bai Hao had just put on were splashed with filth again, and his mind was also faintly swollen. Although the injury on his chest was not serious, the running around all night, planning, and anxiety in his heart for several days were like mountains. Pause and put it in my heart, even when I fell asleep just now, I felt chills again and again, struggling to get up just to take a look at Song Dongyang, just one look is enough.Thousands of words, but only one sentence: "He's not good? Is he?"
Caring, still caring.
Song Dongyang's eyes were astringent. What he yearned for most was Bai Hao's meticulous kindness to him. He once thought that even if the world is as cold as ice, there is always a little warmth that belongs to him. Just for this warmth, he would be broken into pieces.Now it seems that he doesn't know himself well enough, it's okay to be smashed to pieces, but the kindness of parents cannot be trampled on, and the hatred of annihilation cannot be forgotten.He gathered his power in the palm of his hand, put his right hand in front of his chest, and slowly clenched his fist.
Bai Hao stood up from the ground, looked at Song Dongyang's cold expression, and said, "You hit me, I won't fight back."
Song Dongyang punched the corner of Bai Hao's mouth, pulled the man over and punched him again. Bai Hao was beaten back a few steps, and fell into the mud again.Song Dongyang pounced on Bai Hao, punched after punch, pulled his collar and said, "You fight back! Why don't you fight back, why don't you fight back, I will kill your disciple of the Bai family! I will hurt your father! I... …I still……"
Bai Hao grabbed Song Dongyang's wrist, turned over and pressed him under him with all his strength, and said, "You sent disciples in the pavilion to burn, kill and rob rich merchants and officials in the city early this morning."
"Correct."
"You led the Bai family to scatter around the city, and then ambushed in the dark, taking the opportunity to sneak attack."
"right"
"You let the Bai family's blood flow into rivers, and ruined my reputation! You made my father hate me! You made me homeless!"
"Bai Hao!" The rain ran down Bai Hao's hair, and the strands were almost strung together into threads, dripping on Song Dongyang's face.Song Dongyang panted heavily, twisting his arms trying to break free.
Bai Hao panted heavily, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, I'm almost out of strength." Song Dongyang looked at him without moving, and the ice in his heart seemed to be melting slowly.
Bai Hao said: "I knew this early on, but what can I do to you?" The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, with a warm smile on his brows and eyes, and he moved closer and continued, "I also know that you are reluctant to hit me, once you punch me, The skill is gone." When he closed his eyes, he kissed his upper and lower lips heavily.
Song Dongyang's throat was instantly stained by the smell of blood. He shook Bai Hao, and he fell sideways in the rain.
Song Dongyang picked up Bai Hao and shouted: "Bai Hao... Bai Hao, what's wrong with you? Ye Shun! Save him quickly! Ye Shun...don't scare me, Bai Hao, don't die!"
Ye Shun rushed over and shouted: "Don't you two think it's messy enough? Hurry up and get into the house!"
Ye Shun inspected the injury carefully, frowned and said
"How is his injury?" Song Dongyang asked anxiously.
"Tsk tsk, Song Dongyang, you really did something cruel."
Song Dongyang: "I..."
"Take a handkerchief and dip it in some cold water."
Song Dongyang: "???"
"What are you in a daze for?" Ye Shun urged.
"Oh..." Song Dongyang ordered his servants to pour some water, and handed the handkerchief to Ye Shun.
"What do you do for me, put it on his head."
Song Dongyang: "..."
Ye Shun couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "If this goes on like this, no matter how good the martial arts is, this kid will still have his life in your hands!"
Song Dongyang said: "He is so injured, why is he vomiting blood?"
Ye Shun got up, washed his hands with the cold water in the basin, and sighed, "No problem."
Song Dongyang watched Ye Shun's hesitation, fearing that he had something to hide from him, and said, "Ye Shun, tell me honestly, is it true that Bai Hao's injury is really serious."
Ye Shun pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "It's really all right."
Song Dongyang seemed to be hit hard by something in his heart, grabbed Ye Shun's sleeve and said, "Is it really so serious?"
"I didn't lie to you, he...he just fell asleep..."
"What did you say? He just vomited blood."
Ye Shun had a bitter face, and his expression was very melancholy: "The blood in his mouth should be caused by those few punches of yours."
Song Dongyang said: "Then you have a bitter look on your face, saying that I am serious? I thought..."
"What do you think? His life is not long. I feel a little distressed seeing this brat with a pretty face, but you beat him into a pig's head without even returning your hand."
Song Dongyang looked at Bai Hao, and said, "Is it really all right?"
Ye Shun said: "It can't be said that there is no problem at all. I have been tired for days, and I was slapped secretly by his father, and then you punched me a few times, and I was exposed to the rain again, and I was a little hot. But he has deep internal strength, and he can recover after two days of rest." get well."
"So...you did it on purpose just now..."
Ye Shun put down the two pills, and said: "Song Dongyang, the grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner. If you really think he's sorry for you, he's already lying down. You can kill him or cut him up." Medicine box, go outside the house.
Song Dongyang sighed, took off the handkerchief, and put some water on Bai Hao's head.
Bai Hao suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Song Dongyang's wrist.Song Dongyang wanted to take it back, but he saw that Bai Hao didn't open his eyes, and vaguely saw his eyeballs shaking, as if in a dream.
After a long time, Bai Hao could only hear him say intermittently: "Yes...I'm sorry."
Song Dongyang gently held Bai Hao's hand, leaned down and rested his head on his chest.
It turns out that at the ends of the earth, a square inch can give you peace of mind.
At night, it rained for five consecutive days before it stopped.Looking up, the dark clouds still haven't dispersed.
A figure passed by, and a woman in black with a black face landed on one leg, knelt down and said, "Zhiqiu pays homage to the pavilion master."
"How are things going?"
Zhiqiu said: "Our people have all been withdrawn without leaving any trace."
"Ah."
Seeing that Song Dongyang didn't interrupt, Zhiqiu continued: "The Bai family has united with the county government to closely investigate the people who come and go to the city every day, and recruit people from other sects. The heads of several sects will arrive at a certain date."
Song Dongyang said: "Has the place been prepared?"
"Pavilion master, everything is in order."
"Where's Corning?"
Zhiqiu said: "Before entering Bai's house, we have arranged to temporarily live in a peasant woman's house in the suburbs. The husband and wife are over half a hundred years old, the family property is clean, and they have no children. If you want to live longer, you can do so."
"very good."
"Master, when are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning."
"Yes." Zhiqiu saluted and retreated outside the door.
Facing the night, Song Dongyang walked out of the room slowly.Pushing open the door, standing in the courtyard, looking at a pale cloud in the sky from a distance, staring at it for a long time, I somehow forgot the time.
Footsteps sounded, and one person fell behind. Ye Shun put his hand on Song Dongyang's shoulder and said, "Have you thought about it? Are you advancing or retreating?"
Song Dongyang said: "My father needs to recuperate, I have found a quiet place for him in the suburbs, everything will be discussed after he recovers."
Ye Shun nodded, and said: "Father and son's bloodline, relatives and estrangements have been established, and the most important thing is to cherish it for a moment."
Song Dongyang turned around and looked at Ye Shun with a calm face and firm eyes.
Ye Shun continued: "What about him?"
"He is always from the Bai family." After Song Dongyang said this, his eyes gradually dimmed. He turned his back and continued to look at the clouds in the sky.
Bai Hao came out of the room softly, Ye Shun saw it, and retreated without a word.
Song Dongyang was engrossed in his thoughts, but for a while he didn't hear the person coming. Bai Hao opened his arms and hugged Song Dongyang into his arms from behind.Familiar taste, familiar feeling.
Bai Hao buried his head on Song Dongyang's shoulder, and said softly, "How about letting me take care of dad with you?"
"I...I can." Song Dongyang felt the warmth of the person behind him, and remained motionless.
Bai Hao sighed slightly, and hugged his arms a little tighter, as if the person in his arms would disappear if he let go: "Just because President Song is seriously injured, are you... punishing me like this?"
Song Dongyang closed his eyes, it was night, it was blood, it was the night when the lives of the Song family disappeared one after another, those familiar faces and the fearful eyes before dying, were deeply in his eyes for countless days and nights, pressed in his eyes In his heart, when he opened his eyes, it was another day of heavy rain, and he killed one after another disciple of the Bai family with his sword.
He struggled to break free from Bai Hao's arms, turned around and looked at him, trembling and growling in a low voice: "Yes!"
Bai Hao looked at Kong Kong's palms, clenched his fists, and then slowly released them, saying: "Dongyang, at this moment, I finally understand what kind of mood you used to feel when you couldn't grasp anything."