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Chapter 49 Entering the Du family at night

"This, this, this, this, this? What is this?"

Just when he saw the headless black rag on the ground.

Du Shiyue couldn't help but point her hand over there, and asked Jiang Zheng tremblingly.

At this time, Jiang Zheng was still immersed in the sense of accomplishment of killing the god of death with one sword and avenging himself.

So he raised his chin without thinking and said arrogantly:
"It's the God of Death in the Soul Palace that I told you before. Look at how confused it is. Wait, can you see it?"

Halfway through his words, Jiang Zhengcai suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

Du Shiyue?She could actually see the Death God lying on the ground?
what happened?Aren’t ordinary people invisible to the product of this cognitive world?
Just when Jiang Zheng looked at Du Shiyue in surprise, he found that she was squatting on the ground, covering her right leg.

And at some point, a long and narrow wound appeared on the side of her right calf.

The shape of the wound looks like it was scraped out with some sharp weapon!No way!
In an instant, Jiang Zheng looked at the death sickle that had just fallen to the ground.

Because the sickle was too heavy, Jiang Zheng lifted it up and struck the lamppost with the sword, and then it sank so heavy that he could only let it fall to the ground.

When the sickle landed, it was very close to Du Shiyue, and it fell right next to her right leg.

Could it be that the scythe accidentally scratched her when it hit the ground, so the boundary between reality and cognition was broken?
If this god of death is a product of the cognitive world, then it definitely does not exist in the cognition of normal people.

But Du Shiyue had been indoctrinated by Jiang Zheng over and over again with the image of the "scythe of death".

In addition, her calf was scratched by the death scythe, and she witnessed the unreasonable scene of a lamppost being chopped off.

The combination of these factors actually allowed Du Shiyue to step into this special cognitive world.

But just when Jiang was staring at Du Shiyue's injured leg in a daze, something even more bizarre happened.

Not far away, the body of the god of death that had been transformed into Louis XVI by a knife squirmed a few times on the ground.

The head that was sent flying slowly flew back towards the body!
Seeing the god of death squirming on the ground, Du Shiyue ignored the pain in her calf and immediately asked Jiang Zheng:
"It seems to be getting up. Is there anything you can do to deal with it?"

"Well, I can't say it's not happening. I just need your cooperation."

"Cooperate? How to cooperate?"

"Stay still and I'll walk you!"

Before Du Shiyue could react, Jiang Zheng put his arm around her shoulders and put his other hand through the crook of her leg.

After picking her up like a princess, she turned around and ran towards the back without stopping.

What a joke, a monster that can still move after its head is chopped off, and its head can float back.

What else could Jiang Zheng do to deal with it? He had to run away first.

I don’t know if it’s because the Death Scythe just now was too heavy.

While picking up Du Shiyue, whose leg was injured, and running, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but blurt out:
"Fortunately, you are relatively light and can still run when I hold you. We have to explain all the important points here."

Seeing that Jiang Zheng was on the run with him, he still had time to talk here.

Du Shiyue couldn't help but said with laughter and tears: "That's really hard on you, driver, please turn right ahead."

As she spoke, she pointed to a trail on the right side of the road.

The neighborhood here is very close to Du Shiyue's home. She is obviously very familiar with the terrain, so it would be right to follow it.

So under Du Shiyue's guidance, Jiang Zheng held her in his arms and walked around in the dark alley.

After walking around in circles for a while, I was exhausted and sweating profusely before arriving at the door of an old small residential building.

Immediately, Du Shiyue put down her right hand that was holding Jiang Zheng's neck and took it out of his pocket.

He took out a small bunch of keys and quickly selected one and handed it to Jiang Zheng, who immediately inserted it into the keyhole of the iron door.

With a slight click of the door lock, the door opened and the two quickly slipped in.Finally, after a few more floors in the residential building, Du Shiyue got off Jiang Zheng, opened a door and welcomed him in.

"Huh, that guy doesn't seem to be catching up. He should be fine."

After locking the door from the room, Du Shiyue, who was standing next to Jiang Zheng, breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only then that she realized that half of her body was hanging on her body. Her face turned red again, and she quickly stretched out her hand to hold the wall and stand still.

Jiang Zheng, on the other hand, ignored the little thoughts of his daughters. Instead, he glanced at the room in front and asked:

"Is this your home? Will it cause trouble to your family if we come here like this?"

Just like this old residential building, Du Shiyue's home looks a bit shabby, with not much space and simple decoration.

But because it is taken care of properly, everything is relatively clean and tidy.

The entire small home still gives people a sense of orderliness and spotless purity.

But now is not the time to look at the environment at home. There might be a god of death squatting outside.

If this leads the God of Death to Du Shiyue's house and demolishes her house or injures her family members, wouldn't it be a big trouble?
Immediately, Du Shiyue stood on one foot, took off her shoes, put on slippers, and threw a pair of slippers to Jiang Zheng, and then she bared her teeth and said:
"Don't worry, my mother has gone out to work the night shift, and no one is home at this time."

Jiang Zheng snorted when he heard this, and probably had a deeper understanding of Du Shiyue's family situation.

Judging from the small and dilapidated house of the Du family, and the fact that the mother works late at night, the daughter has to work part-time after school.

The Du family's financial situation seems to be very tight, of course, even so, it should be much better than Jiang Zhizheng.

After all, when it comes to poverty, he will not lose to anyone. Even beggars are not necessarily his opponents. He is simply invincible.

And when she saw Du Shiyue grimacing in pain because of the wound on her leg.

Jiang Zheng also immediately put on his slippers and helped her walk to the small living room to sit down.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Do you have a first aid kit at home?"

"Yes, it's in the cabinet under the TV."

Jiang Zheng opened the cabinet under the TV and found a simple first aid kit.

When I opened it, I found that the medicine, gauze and other first-aid equipment inside were quite complete.

So Jiang Zheng gathered his things and sat down on the ground. He picked up Du Shiyue's calf and pressed the sterile gauze on it.

Compression to stop bleeding is the most common method to stop bleeding. After pressing for a while, the bleeding will stop.

Then use iodophor for local disinfection, and finally bandage.

Seeing Jiang Zheng skillfully bandaging herself to stop bleeding, Du Shiyue couldn't help but asked curiously:
"You're pretty skilled at this. You probably don't do this often."

"That's right. That guy Yunyi was always clumsy when she was little. She was injured outside and didn't dare to tell her family. I took care of it for her."

"Haha, she actually had this kind of period before. I thought Yunyi was born a flawless superman."

After sighing about the interesting past of her perfect best friend, Du Shiyue glanced at Jiang Zheng again.

Then he said in a somewhat complicated tone: "The rag-like thing just now is the God of Death you mentioned, right?"

Although a little time was wasted due to the treatment of injuries, the questions that should be asked still need to be asked.

After all, Du Shiyue had just witnessed a black rag squirming on the ground, and also saw a lamppost being cut off inexplicably.

The mixture of these completely counterintuitive things was enough for her to figure out one thing.

That is, the sleep talk that Jiang Zheng said to the three people in the cafeteria today seemed to be more than just sleep talk.

(End of this chapter)