Over the years, under the guidance of the old pirate Uncle Yang Sanshu, he has become quite familiar with some words. He opened a song at random and saw that he could recognize the three words "Jiang - Cheng - Zi -". He read on:
Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them.
Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.
They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
Even though he didn't fully understand the meaning of this word, he suddenly felt an inexplicable and great sadness, especially the sentence "Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to express desolation". His hand shook and the book fell to the ground.
If the girl died, wouldn't he be alone for thousands of miles, and it would be difficult to even burn paper money for her
Could it be that Su Dongpo's wife also died in a foreign country? But that’s not right, Su Dongpo never went to Jin or Liao as an envoy? In his time, the Song Dynasty was at its peak of prosperity.
The original idea of sending Hua Rong back to Yue Pengju as soon as she got better was immediately abandoned. He just hugged her tightly and burst into tears: "Girl, if you don't die, I will never let Yue Pengju go." See you for the last time..."
There were knocks on the door, but there was no answer. The person outside directly opened the ajar door, and it was the man who led the witch doctor in.
Han'er was certainly surprised when he saw a man like Nuo Da howling like this. Even the witch doctor with green eyes was a little surprised. He glanced at King Qin and mumbled something similar to a spell.
King Qin put down Hua Rong, and the witch doctor slowly walked over. Suddenly there was a look of pity in his eyes, and he took his hand. King Qin was caught by surprise, and when he was about to struggle, he saw the witch doctor grabbing his arm. On the contrary, that's where he was stabbed when he went out to rob someone a few days ago.
The witch doctor took a flower with a terrible color, rubbed it into pieces, and put it on his shoulders. It gave off an extremely weird and terrible smell. King Qin was almost vomited by the smoke, and was about to get angry, but he felt the wound There was a feeling of coolness in the place, and for a moment, the witch doctor let him go and walked towards Hua Rong.
King Qin hurriedly followed aside, and saw the witch doctor picking up Hua Rong's hand to look at it again. King Qin was afraid that he would bring out that weird little golden snake again, but this time, he saw that he was just sitting quietly, holding Hua Rong's hand. Rong's hand, and soon, thin white smoke appeared from Hua Rong's head. King Qin couldn't understand what kind of magic it was, and was about to ask, but saw the man hurriedly waving his hands, meaning not to disturb him. Witch doctor, gesturing that this would distract the witch doctor's "spirit".
After a while, the witch doctor stood up, and he was sweating profusely.
King Qin quickly handed over a bag of gold, but the witch doctor waved his hand and suddenly said: "I don't want gold! Please give me your thousand-year-old ginseng tree!"
What he said was actually not Liao dialect, but very blunt Chinese. It was not the popular Chinese in the north, but a very remote dialect in the south.
King Qin happened to be born in that place. He was accustomed to this dialect since he was a child. When he grew up, he traveled all over the country and gradually abandoned this dialect for the convenience of communication. At this time, King Qin heard clearly and was shocked. He hurriedly asked: "How do you know that I Is there a thousand-year-old ginseng?”
"I smell ginseng gas on you."
This monster! King Qin did take the ginseng stick twice with his hands. How could he smell it just like that
"But, even if I have ginseng, I have to save my wife first."
"Ginseng is of no use to your wife. You must use Ganoderma lucidum. You need to send me the ginseng for one year. You must send it."
King Qin grabbed him and said, "Will my wife get better? If she gets better, it won't hurt to give her to you. But if she doesn't get better, I won't give it to you even if I throw her into the sea!"
"You can't die anyway!"
King Qin stared at his green eyes, feeling a strange feeling, and slowly let go of his collar.
The witch doctor smiled, and it was strange when he smiled. Only the skin on his face was moving, and nothing else was smiling. It looked infinitely weird. He turned around and left.
Since the two exchanged words very quickly and in a remote dialect, even the ordinary translator could not understand them. They were surprised to find that the witch doctor did not want any reward.
When the King of Qin saw that he hesitated to stay behind, he immediately took out two large gold coins and gave them to him. This time the reward was ten times more generous than the first time. The general translator unexpectedly made such a fortune and was very happy and accepted the gold. He put his hand on his forehead and thanked her repeatedly. When he went out, he saw that it had started pouring rain at some point. In the rain curtain, the witch doctor had already disappeared without a trace.
King Qin hurriedly closed the door, thinking that the witch doctor was really effective, but when he turned around, he saw Hua Rong still lying quietly, with his eyes closed and one foot still exposed.
He sighed, walked over, and pulled a thin blanket to cover her feet, but he saw that her originally shiny calves had become thinner and no longer as beautiful as before.
He sat next to her and pushed away her messy hair with his big hands. This long-term unconsciousness was really a great torture to him. He only said bitterly: "Ugly girl, wake up quickly... Look, you How ugly you look now. If you don’t wake up, you will really become a completely ugly girl in the future... "
When he said this, he even shuddered. Will the girl keep lying like this until she truly turns into a piece of skin and withers completely
At this moment, I really wanted to pick out my own blood and feed it to her mouth, and let it flow on her body, so that she could stand up alive, even if she could escape without a trace.
He stood up slowly, walked to the window, and looked at the foreign rain. This heavy rain was coming all the time, and there was no sign of stopping. This made him even more upset.
Feeling a strange intuition, he suddenly turned around and saw Hua Rong opening her eyes and looking at him in confusion.
He happily stepped over and held her hand tightly: "Girl, are you awake?"
Hua Rong's eyes were very scattered, as if he couldn't recognize who he was.
He reached out and touched her forehead, and immediately found that her forehead was no longer hot. Then he reached out his hand from her clothes and touched her chest. Her chest also had normal body temperature and heat, and was no longer hot.
The high fever subsided, leaving only internal injuries, which were easier to treat. He was overjoyed: "That witch doctor really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."
Hua Rong didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, and she didn't seem to know anything either. Her eyes were confused and she didn't know where she was looking.
King Qin quickly noticed something was wrong with her and was startled. He sat down and slowly picked her up: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
She didn't speak, just looked at King Qin blankly, as if she didn't know him at all.
Could it be that the girl has burned out her brain? King Qin was even more worried: "Girl, what are you talking about?"
She suddenly spoke, tears falling from her long-dried eyes, and her voice was as weak as the chirping of a mosquito: "Pengju... I want to see Pengju..."
King Qin was so happy that he didn't care what she said. As long as she could speak, it was a good thing.
"Girl..."
"Pengju, I want to go back... I want to see Pengju..."
She kept crying and could only say this sentence over and over again. After experiencing too many lives and deaths, she seemed to know that there was only one person in the world who was safe. Only by being close to him would she be safe and never suffer any scars again. .
"Pengju...wuwuwu..."
She talked and cried, and muttered those few words over and over again. Her mind was very numb, and her whole body hurt whenever she opened her eyes, especially when the tears flowed down, stimulating those painful nerves, and the pain seemed to be... Like it's broken.
"Girl, okay, okay, when you get better, I will send you back. I will definitely send you back. Don't cry... Girl, don't cry..."
He stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, and she really stopped crying. She slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
This time, she was no longer unconscious. At dusk, she opened her eyes again and looked at everything curiously. Looking at the window, King Qin was sitting on a strange chair, tinkering and breaking something.
"Qin-Shangcheng..."
King Qin raised his head, his eyes shining: "Girl, did you call me?"
She nodded, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on her face: "Where is this?"
Only then did he realize that she was really awake. The girl was awake.
He happily threw down the mallet in his hand for crushing Ganoderma lucidum, walked over in a few steps, saw her struggling to sit up, and hurriedly helped her up. Her head rested on his chest, and the look between her eyebrows and eyes was very gentle, as if I remembered that I was being chased by the Jin army and when I was desperate, I met the King of Qin.
Is that so? Will he save me again
"Haha, Qin Shangcheng, thank you very much... for saving me again... "
He turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Girl... no..."
She looked at him in surprise, King Qin, is this King Qin? He actually shed tears in front of her. He was so choked that he couldn't speak, but she was so happy that she met someone familiar and reliable after traveling thousands of miles away in a foreign country. She only said softly: "What's wrong with you?"
"Girl, it's all my fault, I'm sorry for you..."
She stretched out her hand and covered his mouth. He pressed her hand tightly to his mouth, and hot tears fell on the back of her hand.
"Haha, Qin Shangcheng, have you taken care of me for a long time? Thank you very much..."
"Girl, I will definitely cure you. No matter what, I will cure you completely."
"Thank you."
He thought to himself, girl, has she forgotten who hurt her? If you knew, why didn't you say anything about it? Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven was so merciful that he really made her forget such a terrible scene
"Zhang Xian, where are Liu Qi and the others?"
"They all went back safely... and Yue Pengju, he also went back safely..." She didn't ask, but he took the initiative to tell her, anxiously, as if he wanted to make up for something.
She smiled sweetly: "Then when will we go back?"
He was stunned and couldn't answer.
Just looking at her heart, there were damaged internal organs. How could they dare to travel long distances before receiving effective treatment
"Qin Shangcheng..."
After she said these words, her voice gradually became softer, and a purple color appeared on her face. Qin Shangcheng hurriedly helped her lie down: "Girl, stop talking. When you feel better, I will send you back. Don't worry, okay? Okay? This is a small town in the Liao Kingdom. It has a lot of medicinal materials, a lot of people coming and going, and it’s easy to hide. When you get better, I’ll send you back right away, okay?”
She stared into his eyes with a very soft light, smiled slightly, and then closed her eyes.
Qin Shangcheng was stunned and speechless.