Chapter 19 Nosebleed Uncle Jiu also looked at Grandpa in disbelief, and was secretly surprised that he and Yang Dabing were almost the same age, but their physiques were very different. Grandpa's bronze face also showed a smile: "Kids, no matter how bad the road is, if you walk on it every day, it will become a good road. You have never walked on these roads, so be careful. If you fall down the mountain, you will lose your life." After hearing this, the workers looked a little more nervous and walked extra carefully. When they reached the cliff, everyone exclaimed in surprise. The knife-like cliff in front of us rises from the ground, reaching up to the sky, with its dangerous peaks standing out, which is daunting. Looking up from afar, the cliff is so high and so steep, as if it had been chopped by a huge axe. I touched the moss-covered stone wall with my hand, and a soft feeling lingered on my fingertips, making me feel as if I was in another world. However, the forest protection quotation "Fire prevention and disaster prevention are everyone's responsibility" on the cliff brought me back to reality very clearly. The workers were busy placing machines and objects in a depression in the cliff. Grandpa took Uncle Jiu to mark the boundaries of the land under the cliffs and identify the trees to get oil... After a while, the roar of machines and the strong smell of diesel filled the forest, causing the birds and beasts to run around in panic.
I stood on the edge of the cliff feeling a little uneasy. "Bai Tian, Ximin came over, somewhat surprised at the sad look on the girl's face. I hummed and frowned. You must be feeling unwell, your body temperature is too low, Westminster put his hand on my forehead. "Yeah." I nodded, tightened my clothes, and squatted down pitifully. "Why are you so weak? You must eat more to increase your energy." Westminster said as he put his coat on me. A faint scent wafted from the clothes, and I looked at him and smiled with difficulty. Ximin smiled gently. Then she said to Uncle Jiu behind her, "Uncle Jiu, I'm tired. I want to go back to the village first." "Let's wait a little longer and go back together. I'll help your uncle find some trees here and then we'll leave." Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said. Ximin raised her eyebrows: "Forget it, Baitian, I will take you back to the village." "I'm not cold anymore." I said while yawning. I was so exhausted that I fell down. In an instant, darkness came over me. "Hundred days, hundred days." Ximin was startled and quickly picked me up. In a daze, the familiar fragrance made me feel exceptionally warm. It seems like someone is saying, God, it’s me, you should call my name. Then, my grandfather’s voice, Uncle Nine’s voice, Westminster’s voice… No, whose voice was whispering in my ears? "Tian'er, don't be afraid. It will soon be warm and we will meet soon." The man's pleasant voice came, full of hope and joy. "Cousin, if you're dead, you're dead. Why do you still need to perform the ceremony?" came the woman's coquettish voice. "You, you want to kill me? You?" The woman's frightened voice suddenly stopped. I really wanted to see who it was, but I didn't have the strength to lift my head.
…The girl in front of me was unconscious at this moment, with her eyes tightly closed. There was a cloud of sorrow between her eyebrows. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly like a butterfly taking a nap, as if she was enduring great pain… Ximin called out anxiously, but the girl suddenly hugged her waist tightly like an octopus and refused to let go. Bai Tian, like a kitten, rubbed her little face into her arms and muttered something. Ximin felt her face turn red. Although she was several years older than the girl, she had never been so close to a girl. The key point was why a girl of this age made her blush and her heart beat fast... Zhenzhu came over, took the girl in her arms and carefully placed her in the coffin. This, this coffin for the dead is actually... Westminster had too many questions, but she said nothing. Looking at the lifeless girl in the coffin, Westminster felt distressed for some reason. Pearl smiled bitterly and said, "The girl is fine, but she has had the habit of sleeping in a coffin since she was a child. Please forgive me for making fun of her." "Sleeping coffin?" Westminster was shocked again. Bai Tianniang smiled bitterly and said, "Apart from our family, only you and Uncle Jiu know that the girl can only survive by sleeping in a coffin." Ximin nodded quickly. In my dream, a stream of hot fluid gushed out of my nose, and I sat up instantly, spitting out a mouthful of blood... Tian'er, mother, come here quickly to help me wipe it. Ximin looked at Grandpa and Uncle Nine anxiously. "Mom, am I going to die?" The strong smell of blood made my stomach churn, a symptom I had never experienced before. "You're talking nonsense again. Mother won't let you die." Mother hugged me tightly. Uncle Jiu came over and whispered something in Grandpa's ear, and Grandpa walked back and forth beside the coffin with an expressionless face. "Dad, why did Bai Tian suddenly start bleeding from his nose, and so much?" Mother couldn't help but want to cry. Grandpa looked at me without saying anything, and Uncle Jiu also looked at me with a frown. Sometimes I am clear-headed, and sometimes my mind is in a mess. "Uncle Bold, why is the girl sleeping in the coffin all the time? I often hear Uncle Jiu say that coffins are yin and not good for the human body. " Westminster was puzzled. Uncle Jiu sighed. If she didn't sleep, she would die. Sleeping would only keep her alive temporarily. This girl's blood was a treasure that ghosts in the underworld wanted in their dreams. They could use her blood to revive their souls and reincarnate as humans... At this time, the nosebleed had barely stopped, and I just felt dizzy, but I still forced myself to sit up, and my mother quickly hugged me. "Uncle Bold, why won't you give in? The best thing is for the child to recover sooner." Uncle Jiu said anxiously. "Min'er, you should just hold the baby for Baitian. Ximin stammered: I, I hug her? You were born at the Yang time, so you can protect the girl and save her life." Uncle Jiu sighed. "Uncle Jiu, what are you talking about? What era is this? It's Gui Gui again. Bai Tian should have gone to the hospital for a full body check-up a long time ago." Ximin was a little angry and walked out angrily. Although he stood in the yard in a rage, Ximin felt extremely uneasy. Bai Tian's sickly little face, stubborn eyes, and quiet and silent appearance were rolling around in his heart like a cat. He actually had a hobby of liking children... No, no, no, that was too scary. Ximin quickly shook his head. I must be sick? Don't I have mysophobia? Why don't I feel disgusted by the mottled blood stains on this girl? Why do I suddenly feel sorry for a strange girl, and a yellow-haired girl... The more I thought about it, the scarier it became. Ximin quickly stretched out her hand and pinched her face hard, cursing angrily, "You're crazy, crazy." As soon as I entered the room, I saw Uncle Jiu looking at me with a stern face. Ximin analyzed that the idea of using Yang to protect Yin was too absurd. If it continues like this, this girl will definitely die. Think about it, what era is this? The girl should go to the hospital for a full body check. Don't forget, I am a Western doctor, a Western doctor. What is the purpose of sending me abroad to study medicine? Aren't you planning to let me come back to perform magic to treat illnesses? Uncle Jiu sighed, didn't answer, and just walked around the room. Westminster shook his head helplessly. "Min'er, come out." Uncle Jiu walked out. "Uncle asks you, do you like that girl?" Uncle Jiu asked in a deep voice.
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