Zhou Fei's heartbeat was frightened by Xie Yun's sudden attack, Miao Dao "choked" and fell to the ground, and she could only catch him in a panic.
Xie Yun was cold, so cold that he could no longer feel the itch on his flesh, but the meridians he had just forced open came back to collect debts even more intensely. Sheng didn't have the strength, so he could only grab Zhou Fei's hand subconsciously, and curled up into a ball.
Zhou Fei shuddered, and the thin layer of sweat she had just released when she was walking around with the Big Dipper Man in Black was gone in an instant, and she seemed to have plunged into the ice water.
Xie Yun squeezed her hand so hard that it almost shattered her bones, but in just a moment, he seemed to realize what he was pinching in his hand. He put his palms together and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay...it's okay..."
He thought he said so, but in fact he didn't make a sound at all. Others could only see his lips move a few times, and there was a smile that seemed to be frozen on the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Fei was half-kneeling on the ground at a loss. The last time she was so at a loss was when Zhou Yitang left the Forty-Eight Villages without looking back across a mountain gate.
At this time, Ying Hecheng walked over slowly and glanced at Xie Yun. He took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured a pill and handed it to Zhou Fei: "Hey, here it is."
Zhou Fei seemed to be handed a life-saving straw, her eyes lit up, and she raised her head suddenly.
But the next sentence should shatter her hopes.
"This is the antidote for condensation," he said ignorantly and cruelly. "Although you are farther away, you have to breathe, and you must have inhaled a little."
At that moment, Zhou Fei's heart seemed to have fallen back to the ground from thirty-three days away, smashing a big hole in her chest, and the northwest wind rushed in arrogantly, quelling her wandering soul.
Zhou Fei fiercely bit on the tip of her tongue, calmed down with that bit of sweet blood and pain, hugged Xie Yun with one hand, picked up the Miao Dao that had just fallen with the other, and said without a smile: "The oriole is behind the poisonous man, a good method."
Ying Hejian lazily propped up a triangular head from the little red snake on his wrist, "hissed" and spat out the snake letter twice, and then seemed to feel an unfriendly aura, and shyly returned to Yinghe. sleeve.
Ying He felt that he would take another step forward. Maybe Zhou Fei would directly give him a knife, so he consciously took out a leaf from his bosom, put the pill on the leaf, and stepped back a little.
People are not afraid of strong men, but they are afraid of ghosts and ghosts. They are not afraid of ruthless swords, but they are afraid of invisible poisonous powder. Because they are afraid, they are more and more contemptuous. What a great ability, as long as you are poisoned, you will be inferior first.
Ying Hecong was very accustomed to being contemptuous of others, and said without changing his face: "I have made this bottle of gel for three years, and I have never had a chance to use it. With a little skill, he will find him as soon as he walks into the woods. I thank you, so I won't hurt you this time."
Zhou Fei: "This time?"
Ying Hecong nodded with a frown, and said without euphemism: "I owe you a favor this time, and I will find a chance to pay it back in the future. If you offend me, I will still not be merciful."
Zhou Fei heard this outrageous statement, and asked in a cold voice, "You're so loud, you're not afraid that I'll take the antidote and kill you now?"
Ying Hecong had just killed a strong enemy, and his heart was so relaxed that he forgot the sinister human heart for a while. After hearing her say this, he remembered that it seemed to be okay. His face, which always seemed to lack salt and oil, was blank for a moment. Appears to be more and more weak.
Zhou Fei understood, this guy's snack machine was not everyday, and he had to have a deep hatred to hold it up for a while, so she didn't bother to test him again, and picked up the pill: "Why only one?"
Ying He never raised his eyebrows angrily: "Yes, are you hungry?"
Zhou Fei: "…"
Ying Hecong looked at Xie Yun, and said: "He doesn't need it, don't worry, the penetrating blue is the most poisonous in the world, and he has this great Buddha sitting on his body, which will not invade a hundred poisons, let alone take a sip, it is Putting the dew in a sea bowl and drinking it directly will not kill him."
Xie Yun finally took a breath and said softly in Zhou Fei's arms, "Young Master Ying, please, can you stop using such a reverent tone of voice?"
Zhou Fei held the antidote for Ninglu in her hand, but she didn't care about eating it. She said with a bit of eagerness: "You said just now that you owe me a favor this time, and you plan to pay it back..."
Ying Hecong nodded and said, "I want to pay it back, but it has to be something I can do. For example, if I ask me to cure the poison that penetrates the bones, it won't work. I told you before that his time is short, and today he He also forcibly unclogs the blocked meridians with internal force, and the poison adds to the injury, and no one can hold back—I can’t do it anyway, there is a Bodhisattva Temple two miles away, and I think you may have hope if you go there and ask.”
"Aren't you a descendant of the Great Medicine Valley?" Zhou Fei exploded when she heard that, she said in a panic, "Don't you all say that your Great Medicine Valley is alive and dead? Could it be that the waves are empty..."
Xie Yun squeezed Zhou Fei's hand with difficulty, closed her eyes halfway, and interrupted her: "A Fei, there is a debt and a debt, everyone suffers, and it has nothing to do with others, don't be because of yourself. Feel free to poke at other people's sore spots."
Zhou Fei closed her mouth blankly and aggrieved.
Ying Hejian's lips, which were already thin as narrow slits, had faded from the blood, and the dark eyes seemed to be unable to contain the pain of his wandering. Stand up and try your best to make your "beaten" posture look better.
Ying He Cong said: "Yes, I am a descendant of the Great Medicine Valley, but I do not know how to cure diseases, and even the ability to use poison is weak, because I was ignorant when I was young, and I always slipped out to play while Master was teaching pharmacology. , the three thousand books of the Great Medicine Valley were looted by Lianzhen and Wenqu and burned, leaving me as an unworthy disciple."
Those homes that feel shackled will never go back one day.
Those prescriptions and pharmacology always seem to be unheard of, boring and boring. Lazy children are cheating day after day, always thinking of starting to work hard from tomorrow, but they don't know that the most natural "tomorrow" in the world will also miss an appointment.
"I can only take revenge." Ying Hecong said word by word, "I can't save people. People call me 'drug man,' and I'm not a descendant of medicine valley. Do you have anything else?"
Zhou Fei was speechless.
Ying Hecong waited for a while, and then said: "If not, wait until you think about it later."
He uttered these words, and impatiently turned around and ran away with the bamboo basket on his back, his footsteps were a little embarrassed.
The young poisonous man passed by alone in the shadows of the whirling trees, with the corpse of his enemy behind him, and he was indifferent and could not be complacent.
Because all of a sudden, he realized that no matter whether he repaid this revenge or not, the Great Medicine Valley is gone, its god and soul have long since been turned into ashes, erased by the ruthless years, and there is not even a trace of pitiful inheritance left. Down.
He is not worthy of calling himself "The Orphan of Medicine Valley", and he is probably just a grass on the grave that is not in decline.
Guanshan is difficult to overcome, and whoever grieves for the lost.
When we meet by chance, we are all guests from other places.
The sun in Yongzhou sinks down the mountain, the afterglow is about to end lonely, and the white fog in the mountains is getting thicker and thicker.
Xie Yun's eyelids were a little heavy, so he didn't open it, leaning on the girl's warm and soft body greedily, he didn't know where to go, and he still said in a barely audible voice: "One country, one family, one faction, one person. When you have the temperament, you have all the time, Young Master Ying, it's nothing..."
Zhou Fei suddenly couldn't listen anymore, she grabbed Xie Yun and carried him on her back with difficulty.
What Chu Tianquan's body, Shen Dufang Yin, and Beidou man in black who slipped through the net, she might as well take it to heart.
Zhou Fei thought blankly, she had to find a way to go on, and since she couldn't count on that waste, she continued to search until she found a place that could save him, whether it was in the end of the world, or in the corner of the sea. Well, as long as she is within Liuhe, there will always be a day when she can arrive.
Xie Yun felt stuffy in her chest due to her unforgiving back, so she had no choice but to say in her ear: "You said that if you were me, even if you fail in the end, you can close your eyes, and you can still stand upright after 20 years. ... I can believe it after listening to it, Fei, if it's not possible now, it's not possible, what about your promise to stand up
Zhou Fei carried a 100-pound knife on his back. However, carrying a man with long hands and feet on his back was not very good. It was very difficult. She gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up!"
Xie Yun put a hand around her and groped for a moment on her face, but she didn't feel any wetness, then smiled: "Okay, beauty, I like your heart to death... You first Put me down, I want to say a few words to you."
Zhou Fei ignored him.
Xie Yun put his arms around her thin shoulders, and in a trance, he felt that he smelled a very light floral fragrance, which mixed with the scent of the soap horns around her neck to form a very special smell, which was clean and fresh. Mild sweetness.
He was a little lost, and then said slowly: "The country of the Zhao family was passed down to my grandfather's generation... that is, the late emperor, and it leaked from all sides, and many things were accumulated and hard to return. , crumbling, my grandfather was an emperor who was born at an untimely time, and he dreamed of finding a way to rejuvenate. People in the way."
"So much so that when he was on the throne, two vassal kings rebelled successively, and the refugees flooded into disasters... None of the clan and the powerful ministers agreed with him. My father was crowned prince at the age of six and lived in the East Palace for most of his life. He was a gentle and cowardly man. He only knew that the late emperor was wrong, but he didn’t know where the mistake was. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn’t dare to disobey the emperor and his father. , to talk about those romantic things and talk about it. If the text is not successful, it is not as good as a little eunuch who is reading with him... The Zhao family is exhausted. Since then, the map has been changed, and Wang Sun Nandu is also reasonable. middle."
"A Fei..." Xie Yun leaned on her shoulders, the hands that were originally put together lost consciousness, and unknowingly hung down, he murmured, "I just said, mortals are just like Jiangshan, many things , such as birth, old age, sickness and death... Since it is already doomed, it is beyond the reach of manpower..."
Zhou Fei said loudly, "Needless to say, I don't believe it!"
When Zhou Yitang was about to leave, she firmly nailed the way of the strong into Zhou Fei's heart. Whenever she encountered a hurdle that she couldn't overcome, she always felt that it was because of her incompetence.
This is what the young man thinks when he is in high spirits.
But suddenly, she discovered that this was not the case. Even if you have the ability to fly and escape, there will always be some things that are destined to be unattainable and helpless.
Zhou Fei vaguely understood this in her heart, but she was really unwilling to admit it, so she had to refute it loudly.
Xie Yun is so smart, she heard Xianyin and knew Yayi, and she immediately heard from her "disbelief" that she actually believed it.
When he was wandering around, wandering in an unknown inn, sitting alone under a lonely lamp, Xie Yun had imagined countless times when and where he would die, and where he should be buried before he could return to his hometown. Thinking about it, you can't help but feel sad.
At this time, Xie Yun finally felt the impending deadline, but his heart was suddenly calm.
He no longer searched for the old capital that he couldn't remember, nor did he miss Jinling, which was full of flowers, and he didn't even think about the school where he grew up.
Is the old capital really the hometown
Zhu Yan has changed the carved fence and jade, apart from unwilling nostalgia, can it still be regarded as a hometown
"A Fei..." Xie Yun said, "I told you before that if I wanted you to be Princess Duan, I was playing with you, it's not true..."
Zhou Fei said stubbornly: "Stop dreaming, who said I would do it for you..."
"Because I don't want to be a 'Duanwang' either." Xie Yun said, "Being the same title as Fatty Cao, even if he is more handsome and handsome than him, there is no glory."
"I want to go to Forty-Eight Village with you, go to...anywhere, become a mountain villager, die like a mountain ghost and forest enchantment, I will be angry with you when you are idle, run away if you are beaten, run for ten days and a half months, and wait for you to be angry. Xiao came back again, and he was angry all day without complaining..."
His voice was getting lower and lower, until in the end, it was so vague that he couldn't even hear it clearly, as if he had melted into a dream he had described.
The woods squeaked in the evening wind, and the night was scattered and long.
Xie Yun called out, "A Fei..."
The sky is high and the earth is boundless, the north and the south are boundless.
In the end, it turns out that my home is where my heart is at ease.
"A Fei." He called her again in his heart, always feeling that she could hear it.
Afterwards, he gradually became unable to see where he was coming from and where he was going, and gradually he was no longer trapped in the turmoil of the world.