"Ah... no! I want to drink water!" Xie Yao said weakly, paralyzed on the mule.
They are in an unknown hill north of Xianhua City.
In the North City of Xianhua City, they got their identity certificates, a few changes of clothes, and a lot of dry food.
After leaving the official road, there is no post station, no inn. The places that can be repaired are either the farmhouse in the deserted village or the hunter's hut in the mountains. Because most of the time is spent in the wild, food is a must.
Unfortunately, although Xie Yao considered food, he completely forgot about water. They walked for almost a day, and although Ah Qing didn't say anything, Xie Yao was wailing and dying.
Ah Qing thought for a while, and took the teapot from A Mang's neck that the strange old man had given her.
"I heard the sound of water. There should be a stream ahead. Use this to get you some water?"
Xie Yao was a little embarrassed when he heard that, he was almost twenty, how could he have a child to take care of him even drinking water. Along the way, Ah Qing didn't say a word, nor did he show any expression of being overwhelmed. On the contrary, he, the person who proposed the journey, caused all kinds of trouble.
"Give me the pot, I'll pour water." Xie Yao said. After Xie Yao finished speaking, he was surprised to find that he was actually asking for the child's opinion.
"Amang." Yun Qing nodded, then whispered in Amang's ear, "You protect him."
Aman remained motionless, his eyes fixed on Xie Yao.
Xie Yao was terrified by his look, and quickly said: "No, no! I'll just go by myself! It's not safe for you to stay here alone..."
"Amang." Yun Qing called out again, his tone was very calm. But Amon roared in pain, and gently put him off his shoulders.
Then he grabbed Xie Yao and walked towards the place where the sound of water came from without looking back.
Yun Qing stood alone in the dark tree shadow. Black hair slightly blocked his face, his expression unpredictable.
"Come out." He said indifferently towards a certain place in the dense forest.
There was nothing but the sound of the wind blowing the grass and trees. It was about to set at sunset, and with the old trees blocking the sunlight, it was too dark to see my feet in the forest.
Yun Qing sighed: "Amang is not with me. You can come out, we will talk alone."
"Boundless." An ethereal voice sounded from all directions.
Suddenly the sound of grass and trees disappeared. Not only the grass and trees, but all the sounds, the wind, the howling of animals, and the sound of the stream, all disappeared.
This small world seems to be cut off from nature.
"Hand over the things, and spare your life!" The voice gradually became clear.
In front of Yun Qing was a man in white robe. The dust-free white robe was dragged on the ground, but there was a feeling of weightlessness.
"Can you fly?" Yun Qing suddenly asked an unrelated question.
"Hand over the things, and spare your life!" The man in white robe repeated this sentence mechanically.
"I heard that cultivators with high realms can fly." Yun Qing faced the direction of the white-robed man, eyes still closed, "If you are willing to take me to see above Qingyun, I will give you something. "
The white-robed man seemed to be silent for a while: "I can get that thing just by killing you."
Yun Qing sighed: "Why are the guys in the Hundred Thousand Mountains like you... not cute."
The white-robed man stopped talking, his clothes fluttered slightly, and flew up like leaves in the wind. This small space was filled with the mighty aura he brought.
"Surrender to death!" His voice came from all directions, and his white clothes turned into a shadow without a trace.
A series of dazzling white lights competed to light up, and under the cover of this white light, the real body of the white-robed man suddenly attacked Yun Qing.
"Hey..." Yun Qing sighed softly, standing still.
But the assassination, which he thought would be easy to catch, was unsuccessful. What the white-robed man saw before he lost consciousness was the boy's eyes as black as ink.
After a while, Amon carried Xie Yao back to the original place.
Yun Qing sat under the tree, looking a little tired. He was playing with a small glass cup in his hand.
"Pour me some water." Yun Qing handed them the small cup.
Xie Yao was very curious how he knew that it was the two of them who came, not some bad guy. He took the small cup and poured some stream water into it with a pot.
The stream water glows subtly in the small cup, and this light interweaves with the lines on the original cup, forming two complicated ancient characters. Due to the changing light, these two characters are still trembling slightly, as if alive.
"Fangcun...?" Xie Yao read out these two words, "Is this the same as that pot? I saw the same words written on the pot when I just cleaned it."
"Well, Fang Cunzhan and Tiandi Pot are the same set." Ah Qing nodded with a smile, and took a sip of water.
"The workmanship is so exquisite... It's just... This thing should only exist in the sky!" Xie Yao exclaimed.
"Gift from a destined person...cough cough..." Ah Qing didn't say much, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, "Let's find a place to stay first..."
Xie Yao only thought that he was choking on the water, so he took the mule and walked towards the mountainside. Generally, there are cabins built by hunters for temporary accommodation in such places.
Aman picked up Yunqing, and he looked worriedly and anxiously at the bloodshot slowly oozing from between Yunqing's fingers.
"It's okay, it's okay... Fang Cunzhan can't hurt me." Yun Qing patted the big man's head to comfort him, but more blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The big man's expression was extremely flustered, and he opened his mouth wide to howl, but Ah Qing stopped him.
"It's really okay, Amang, don't worry...cough cough..." Ah Qing's face was expressionless, and her voice was as flat as ever, "The book of heaven has not fully matched with me. You must always be in touch with nature to be stable...so Fang Cunzhan was isolated from the world just now. I was affected a little bit at the time..."
"I have to find a way to cultivate... Otherwise, it's not just a matter of being blind..."
"Aman, do you understand?" Yun Qing was slightly out of breath after speaking such a long paragraph.
Amon tore off a piece of animal skin, wiped the blood on him, and then put the animal skin away.
"Thank you." Yun Qing closed her eyes and said warmly.
"Here! It's here! I didn't expect it to be so close..." Xie Yao, who was walking in front, exclaimed excitedly.
Pointing to a simple wooden shed, he said to the two, "This is the hunter's hut. Hunters often spend the night here. Maybe you can find some meat inside!"
"Let's see if there are any traps around..." Yun Qing's voice sounded sleepy.
Xie Yao was reminded by him that there were probably many traps in the place where the Orion stayed to guard against wild beasts. It might be bad luck for him to rush over so rashly.
He suddenly felt something akin to awe for the child. Xie Yao opened his eyes wide and poked the ground with a wooden stick, and found several large pits and traps hidden under fallen leaves.
He cleared a safe path and let Aman carry Yun Qing first. Then he hid those traps again, and then walked into the cabin step by step.
As soon as the door of the cabin was opened, a decaying smell rushed over.
"Cough cough...cough cough!" Yun Qing was shocked by the smoke and coughed more and more. Looking at that posture, the lungs are about to cough out.
Xie Yao was taken aback by him, and quickly waved his sleeves around.
"Sprinkle water... cough cough..." Yun Qing coughed and said a few vague words. He covered his mouth with one hand and pointed to the pot hanging on Aman's neck with the other.
Xie Yao hurriedly took off the pot and sprinkled the remaining water all over the floor of the wooden house.
"... Huh." He let out a long breath, and only then did he have time to take a closer look at the wooden house.
I couldn't see it clearly because of the dusty atmosphere just now, but now it's really strange to see the wooden house.
No bed, no table, no chairs. empty. There is a large stove in the middle, and there is a black tripod on the stove. There are some wooden frames on the four walls. I don't know what it was before. There is a candlestick on each of the four corners of the room. The lamp body is terribly dirty, and the corners of the wall are also blackened by smoke.
There was always this decaying smell in the room. Gives a very depressing feeling.
"It's a bit cold." Ah Qing frowned.
It was actually colder indoors than in the woods outside. A chilly aura came continuously from the surroundings.
"Light up the stove. We will leave at dawn tomorrow." Xie Yao also felt that the wooden house was a bit weird, but there was no other place to go in the barren mountains and wild mountains, so he could only make do with it.
"Aman, go get some wood, we need to build a place to sleep."
Reluctantly, Amang put Yun Qing in a slightly cleaner place and let him face the stove, so as to warm up later.
Xie Yao started wandering around the room looking for a poker. They bought the tools to start the fire, but they had to pick up the things to poke the fire.
In the end, the room was really empty, as if there was nothing but the tripod. Xie Yao searched for a long time, and squatted down in the corner. The candlestick was slender and long, barely usable.
He reached out to pick up the candlestick, but suddenly found that the candlestick was firmly nailed into the ground. Now Xie Yao felt even more weird, who would nail the candlesticks to the ground? Could it be that the Orion used it for a special purpose
But right now, I can't control so much. The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is very large. Now it's almost night, and the temperature drops sharply. Yun Qing's health seems to have been poor, and he can't be considered strong. If someone gets sick at this juncture, it is absolutely impossible. So the stove must be lit.
He tugged at the candlestick vigorously, shaking it from side to side, and it took half a day to break it bit by bit.
"Hey...!" A flame spurting sound came from behind him.
Xie Yao stood in the corner, holding half a candlestick ready to be used as a poker, and turned his head blankly.
A faint blue flame suddenly appeared from the stove that had been extinguished for an unknown number of years.