Before going out today, Luo Hanru could never have imagined that she would change the time and space of hundreds of millions of years in one day, and even her standard of living would drop back to ancient times.
Luo Han was speechless, and Ling Qingxiao comforted her: "It's okay to go back to the basics."
"I know." Luo Han took a deep breath and said, "I can adapt. I'll go and decoct you first."
Not suitable, what can I do
Luo Han was about to go out with the medicine. Ling Qingxiao felt very sorry to see her busy, so she leaned on the table and tried to stand up: "I'll come."
Luo Han was startled, and quickly supported him: "Don't move! You still have injuries on your body, so you can't stand the toss. You can rest in peace, just leave it to me outside."
Ling Qingxiao was still calm: "But you are a cub, you are only eighteen years old, and you should be taken care of. How can I let you do this?"
"I'm nineteen, thank you." Luo Han forcibly pressed him back to the seat and said, "You have saved me many times, and I want to do something for you. You can take care of your injuries in the house, don't move around, if you If you don't obey, I will ignore you."
Ling Qingxiao was very helpless to hear her words, she asked him to obey? But before Ling Qingxiao said anything, Luo Han went out with the medicine.
When Ling Qingxiao saw that she couldn't move her, and that she was really struggling, she adjusted her breath in the house. He endured the pain and ran for a small week, and suddenly felt the door being pushed open a small crack.
Ling Qingxiao opened her eyes, Luo Han stood by the door, very embarrassed: "You... can you make a fire?"
Before coming here, Ling Qingxiao was always omnipotent in Luo Han's mind. Until today, Luo Han didn't know, oh, it turns out that Ling Qingxiao can't make a fire, can't cook, and may even be a kitchen killer.
Luo Han couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you good at refining weapons?"
"I will." Ling Qingxiao's expression was also very puzzled, "But... the refining tool has a special stove, you only need to control the fire, and you don't need to start the fire. Since the stove is a tool that is used every day at home, why should it be turned off? ?"
This is really a very philosophical question. Luo Han gave up hope for Ling Qingxiao. She nodded and said, "I understand. You can go back to the room, I'll do it here. I'll do it myself, and I can probably hurry up. "
It was the first time that Ling Qingxiao encountered something he couldn't handle, and he refused to return. Luo Han helped him go back half-forced and half-hijacked, and then crouched by the stove, carefully feeling the concentration of fire aura, and lighting the fire again.
With the blessing of her plug-in, the fire finally started. Luo Han did not dare to be sloppy in decoction, carefully compared the prescription, and brewed the medicine strictly according to the doctor's instructions. When she brought out the soup, half of the afternoon had passed, and there was no movement in the house for a long time. Luo Han gently pushed the door and found that Ling Qingxiao had fallen asleep.
He consumes too much, and has long been out of reach. Luo Han stood by the door with the medicine for a while, and carefully woke him up: "Ling Qingxiao, drink the medicine first, and then go to sleep later."
Luo Han had just finished speaking when Ling Qingxiao opened his eyes, showing that he had not slept soundly. Luo Han helped him up, stirred the concoction with a spoon, and blew carefully: "It's just fried, it may still be hot, you drink it carefully."
Luo Han handed the spoon to Ling Qingxiao's mouth, Ling Qingxiao looked at her and looked at the spoon again, and swallowed it unaccustomedly. This is the first time someone has done this for him. He has been injured many times before, and he has healed his injuries by himself, even with little medicine, let alone being fed medicine.
Probably because the Dragon Clan's body is strong, his body seems to be extraordinarily strong, so no one has ever worried about him. Because no matter what kind of injury he is, he will eventually heal on his own, and over time, no one will care.
After Ling Qingxiao swallowed the first spoonful, she saw that Luo Han was going to keep feeding it, so she hurriedly said, "Give it to me."
At his age, being fed medicine by an eighteen or nineteen-year-old cub, he still couldn't feel at ease.
Luo Han did not force himself, and handed the medicine bowl to Ling Qingxiao. Luo Han felt bitter just by smelling the medicine, but after Ling Qingxiao took the medicine bowl, he raised his head and drank it without frowning.
After he put down the bowl, Luo Han immediately took it over, as carefully as if he was made of porcelain, unable to withstand the slightest bump. Ling Qingxiao was not used to being treated like this, how could he be so vulnerable
But it didn't stop there. Luo Han put away the bowl and asked thoughtfully, "Is the medicine bitter? Do you want to eat candied fruit or sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Ling Qingxiao didn't know what to say: "...No, thank you."
After he finished speaking, he couldn't help adding: "I'm fine. It's just a little injury, not that serious."
"Okay, it's not serious." Luo Han took care of the patient's psychology very much. Instead of arguing with the patient, he got up and helped him lie down. "The leader said that you may be sleepy when the drug takes effect. You sleep for a while, I will I've been watching over you."
I will always watch over you... These words are obviously like coaxing a child, but when Ling Qingxiao heard it, she couldn't help being addicted.
When he was a child, Ling Qingxiao often spent the night in Ling Chongyu's yard, and everyone surrounded him in Ling Chongyu's yard, guarding him day by day. At this time, the whole house seemed to stop turning, as if only Ling Zhongyu's illness was the only important thing.
Ling Xianhong and Su Yifang both stayed by Ling Zhongyu's side, and Bai Lingluan would also stay there, not returning all night. Sometimes Linshan would send someone over to ask if Young Master Biao was getting better. At that time, Ling Qingxiao didn't understand. He had a cold temperament. He always felt that being surrounded by so many people, he was surprised when he did anything. It was too restrained.
Now Ling Qingxiao finally understood that it was different. Because they knew that someone would guard him and that they would see people when they opened their eyes, that's why Ling Zhongyu and Su Yinyue grew into such a carefree appearance, but Ling Qingxiao didn't. Ling Zhongyu and Su Yinyue have a lot of love, so they will never be afraid of losing, and they will never look forward to doing things.
Because he is loved, he dares to do it, so he dares not to cherish it.
When the effect of the drug broke out, Ling Qingxiao closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly. When he fell asleep just now, he had been twitching his brows vaguely, but now he finally loosened his eyebrows and fell asleep peacefully.
Luo Han looked at his profile and thought a little, there will be no second person after this, who can stand in front of her without hesitation and defend her from a fatal attack. Luo Han didn't know if her modern parents were here, her father would block the knife for her, but obviously in this world, there would be no one else except Ling Qingxiao.
Demon Lord Gong Jin shot so fast, Luo Han couldn't even react. At that time, if Ling Qingxiao hesitated, it was too late. But he didn't, he just stood in front of her without even thinking about it.
This kind of friendship simply made Luo Han unable to repay her, how could she be able to let someone sacrifice her life twice to save her? It can even be said three times that Luo Han was chased by Feng Ren for the first time in the Abyss of Soullessness. Ling Qingxiao clearly suspected her, but he still blocked the attack for her, but he himself fainted because of the internal injury. The second time was in the Mihai Sea of Xi'er. When the majestic spiritual power of the trapped Mosuo rushed towards her, Ling Qingxiao immediately stood in front of her and blocked most of the backlash for her. The third time is this time.
He really has a temperament that is easily deceived, and he may have obtained too little since he was a child. If someone releases some kindness, he can't wait to do his best to repay.
Under such kindness, Luo Han felt at a loss. She could only do her best to be nice to him, although things like decoction and taking care of him were meager compared to what he did.
Seeing that he was fast asleep, Luo Han got up lightly and went outside to make medicine.
Before leaving, the leader also stuffed her with a prescription for external application, saying that it would be better to use it in conjunction with the internal medicine. Luo Han found the medicine for external application and mashed it into a paste according to the leader's instructions.
Mixing medicine sounds simple, but it actually takes a lot of thought. The time, dosage, and order of adding each medicine are different. This task is not difficult, but it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Luo Han did not use his spiritual energy to be lazy, but seriously threw the pestle.
The Middle Ages was a history of suffering for the fairy and demon worlds, but it was the exact opposite for Lingzhi and spirit beasts. At this moment, the spiritual energy is abundant, the population of the Six Realms has not surged, and the environment has not been destroyed. There are many species in the Immortal Realm, and everything is prosperous. Because there are many species, the environment is good, and the medicinal power in the spiritual plant is far higher than that of later generations, Luo Han is sensitive to the spiritual energy. She clearly feels that the spiritual plant here, the spiritual energy in the air, contains far more power than Apocalypse Era.
In other words, if you are not in a hurry to go back, this is an excellent place to practice.
Luo Han thanked Ling Qingxiao for her kindness, but she didn't want to let this happen again. She wants to be strong, to protect the people around her, not to be protected by others.
Weakness is the original sin. Because she is weak, she must wear a mask when she travels, so she must carefully conceal her identity, and when making friends, she can't speak out her parents' names candidly. Even if she explored the space technique, she would be coveted by the demons because of her innocence and guilt.
The wrong person is clearly not her, but because she is weak, she can only succumb to unspoken rules.
Luo Han raised his head and looked at the boundless sky. This is the Middle Ages, where there is rich spiritual energy and prosperous vegetation, and this is the most glorious era of the gods.
Shinto is prosperous, and many unique skills that have long been faulted in later generations are in the ascendant here. Luo Han can probably guess why she was brought to the war in the Middle Ages. Her emotional fluctuations resonated with the heavens and the earth, and the thunder of the sky fell, bringing strong energy and magnetic field fluctuations. The last time Bodhi Tree and the others opened the time-space tunnel, it was with the help of mighty spiritual power. Heavenly thunder is the force of nature, and a single strike of the sky thunder, the energy transmitted is no less than the combined force of Bodhi Tree, Xuangui and others.
She may have accidentally opened a time-space tunnel.
It's just that when the linden tree sent her back last time, she knew where she was going, so she could choose actively, but this time it was completely unconscious. She didn't realize that she was in the time-space tunnel, but her subconscious burst out with a strong desire to become stronger. She was holding the magic stone in her hand. Naturally, the subconscious made the decision for her and sent her back to the magic stone. The Age - Medieval Wars.
Luo Han slowly clenched the pestle. In modern times, she was pushed by the school, teachers, and parents to study. She didn't actually know what she wanted. She just knew that she wanted to go to a university according to the universal concept. After going to university, she was driven to take exams again. When she came to the world where she was born, she met Ling Qingxiao and was forced to study by Ling Qingxiao.
Although she seems to be working hard, she has always been passive. She was so well protected by the school, society, and even Ling Qingxiao that she didn't know that she should work hard for herself, and she should force herself to study.
Reading, studying, and cultivating will never be pleasant, but the difference between adults and children is that adults can delay gratification and restrain desires. She has grown up and should no longer be forced by her parents to do homework.
She has to take the initiative, she has to become focused, self-disciplined and self-denying like Ling Qingxiao.
Luo Han pounded the herbs into a dark green paste according to the instructions, poured them into the porcelain jar lightly, and then pushed the door into the house. Ling Qingxiao was still sleeping in the room, Luo Han sat softly beside the bed, looked at the medicine paste in her hand, and then looked at Ling Qingxiao, who was sick, and suddenly felt as if she had overlooked something.
It's not a problem to pound the medicine, the problem is that after the paste is made, how will she apply the medicine for Ling Qingxiao
Luo Han struggled for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Those who achieve great things are not careful about small details. Healing is the most important thing. You don't need to care about the false name of men and women."
Luo Han mustered up the courage to reach out, but no matter how righteous she was, when she really touched Ling Qingxiao's belt, her fingers were still curled up.
Ling Qingxiao was still asleep, and when he closed his eyes, he was as beautiful as an illusion. His skin was fair, his eyelashes were long, his brow bones, the bridge of his nose, his jaw, and his neck were all exquisite like works of art. At this moment, he drank the sleeping pills and had no resistance to the outside world.
Luo Han didn't know why there was a sense of guilty guilt. Heaven can learn from her, she really did it for the sake of medicine, and had no other intentions. It's just that Ling Qingxiao is so beautiful lying here, it seems that her act of picking up her clothes is very obscene.
Luo Han took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and yanked his belt away. She raised her head and pulled it several times, but she couldn't pull it apart. Luo Han opened her eyes in surprise, not knowing how to express her feelings.
"What's the situation, why can't you break it up?"
Clothes in the immortal world are not the same as those in the mortal world. Clothes are not just clothes, and the belts are not just belts. In Immortal Realm, there is a high probability that the taste of rough ripping clothes does not exist. Because Xianjie's clothes are magic weapons, they can't be torn apart unless you bring a knife.
I didn't undress myself, and I didn't have the master's instruction, and the clothes strictly performed their duties of protecting the magic weapon. Luo Han couldn't undo the belt with one hand, so he put down the porcelain jar that was in the way, and approached Ling Qingxiao's belt.
"Why can't it be undone? Is it different for men's belts than women's?"
Luo Han's movements gradually became rough, she simply sat on the bed and put both hands together. However, the belt was always strong, Luo Han gave up, shifted his position, and set his eyes on the placket.
Ling Qingxiao was hurt in her heart. She originally wanted to untie her belt and give Ling Qingxiao medicine generously. But the belt couldn't be undone, so the next thing to do was to open the placket, revealing only the chest.
Luo Han put his fingers on Ling Qingxiao's clothes, and just opened it a little, when his wrist was suddenly grasped by a cold hand. Luo Han raised his head and saw Ling Qingxiao opened his eyes with the hazy moisture in his eyes, and asked in disbelief, "What are you doing?"
Luo Han innocently let go of his hand and pointed to the porcelain jar next to him: "Apply the medicine."
Ling Qingxiao's eyes were astonishingly dark and bright, and there was still water in them that had just woken up. He propped himself up and just got off the pillow when he suddenly felt dizzy.
The leader said that there are sleep aids in the medicine, and the effect is remarkable. Ling Qingxiao was dizzy and weak now, and there were bursts of dizziness in front of him. He eased the dizziness in his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Give me the medicine, I'll come."
Ling Qingxiao tried to sit up, but because the medicine didn't work at all, she almost fell down several times. Luo Han quickly supported him, but said helplessly: "You are already like this, how can you apply the medicine yourself? You woke up just in time, you take off your clothes, and I will help you apply the medicine."
Ling Qingxiao felt even more dizzy when she heard these words, what was she talking about? Ling Qingxiao refused and said, "No need. I'm bothering you to make medicine. Put the medicine away first, and I'll do it myself when I wake up."
"You Xianzhijian learned better than me. You should know that this kind of pure natural herbal medicine will dissipate after being mashed, right? It is urgent to follow the right, there is no time to pay attention to these things now, your injury is important. Anyway, you and I With a clear conscience, why should you care?"
Ling Qingxiao still resolutely refused. Luo Han became impatient when he saw his ink, and simply pressed his hand down: "Why are you scrambling, don't move, be careful to get hurt. Hey, why are you still moving, don't make trouble..."
Luo Han was half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, pressing Ling Qingxiao's shoulder with one hand and holding the front of his shirt with the other. Ling Qingxiao still has the medicinal properties of sleeping pills in her body, and now she is dizzy and weak, and she can't break free. Luo Han was also afraid that Ling Qingxiao's injury would be involved, so he didn't dare to exert any force. He carefully propped himself up above, trying to convince him, "Can you cooperate?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she vaguely heard the sound of something falling to the ground outside. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao turned back together, and saw the leader standing at the door. He wanted to knock on the door but couldn't, and he wanted to retreat but didn't have time to retreat, so he was very embarrassed. When the leader saw them looking back, he smiled awkwardly and said, "I see that you haven't gone out all afternoon. I'm worried that you won't be able to make a fire to cook, so I came here to bring you things. I'll put the things on the stove, and you can continue."
Luo Han's face suddenly blushed, her movements became unprecedentedly flexible, and she quickly jumped to the ground. Ling Qingxiao also held the front of her clothes and tried her best to sit up from the bed.
The two of them were busy fighting just now, and they didn't notice the sound of the courtyard door opening. Luo Han didn't close the door of the house when he entered the door just now... As a result, that's it.
Obviously this is not the case, but looking at the leader's expression, she must have misunderstood. Seeing the leader turn around and go out, Luo Han quickly chased after him to explain: "Leader stay, I have something to tell you."
Luo Han chased all the way to the yard, she saw the leader's dignified and upright face, and suddenly stammered when she was about to say: "...I, I was applying medicine to him just now."
The leader looked at her and smiled, and said peacefully, "I know."
The leader was too calm, Luo Han had prepared a bunch of words, but the leader was so indifferent, but Luo Han had nowhere to go. She held it back for a while and said, "He's my brother, my brother. We have a good relationship with each other, and we often fight."
Luo Han felt that if he explained it with his siblings, the leader would never misunderstand again. As a result, the leader's response was still very dull, she nodded and smiled: "I know."
Luo Han's mind was confused, the leader's reaction seemed to be no problem, but it seemed to be all problems. She followed the leader to the stove in a daze, the leader put the things down, and then instructed her on how to make a fire, and then left.
When they went out, the leader also thoughtfully closed the courtyard gate for them.
Luo Han stood in the yard, stunned for a long time. I don't know why, but she always felt weird.
Luo Han dawdled back to the wooden house. Inside the house, Ling Qingxiao ran the Qingxin Art in his body three times, and had completely driven away the sleepiness. He heard Luo Han entering the door, his eyebrows jumped uncontrollably. He turned his eyes restrainedly, instead of looking at Luo Han, he stared at the medicine bowl next to him without moving, and asked, "The leader has left?"
"Um."
After a long pause, Ling Qingxiao asked the next sentence: "What is she here for?"
"Come to deliver things, there are herbs and food, and they have been placed outside."
"The leader is as careful as his hair, and he is kind-hearted. He is a good leader."
"… right."
After Luo Han finished speaking, the two of them fell into a long silence. Ling Qingxiao is really not good at finding words without words. He knows that escaping is useless, so he stopped for a while before finally saying, "I'm all right."
"Um?"
"I'll take the medicine. Thank you for making the medicine."
Luo Han finally understood what Ling Qingxiao meant. It turned out that he signaled her to take a break. Luo Han was a little speechless. Where did Ling Qingxiao's habit of talking in circles come from, she took two steps back and said, "I remembered that there are two herbs outside, so I will go to pack them. "
Luo Han took the initiative to come out and shut the door tightly. Her so-called packing of medicinal materials was naturally an excuse. She had nothing to do outside, and was embarrassed to approach the house, so she took out her storage bag and looked at it.
She wanted to check what could be used in the storage bag and what could not appear.
In the past hundreds of millions of years, the shape of furniture has undergone great changes. Apocalypse's tables, chairs, beds, lamps, etc. have been made very delicately. However, in the Middle Ages, these crafts have not yet appeared. All the furniture and utensils brought from the Apocalypse Era can no longer be used, nor are the clothes. The Apocalypse Era, regardless of the fairies and demons, pursues all the gorgeous clothes. But in the age of war in the Middle Ages, I would like to know how out of place it would be to wear a wide robe and big sleeves.
Books, jade slips, and other records with years are not allowed to appear at all, not even medicinal pills. After the war in the Middle Ages, the Six Realms experienced several cataclysms, and each catastrophe caused irreversible damage to the concentration of spiritual energy. Later, the number of cultivators surged, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became less and less, many spiritual plants and beasts became extinct, and most of the prescriptions even became extinct.
Due to the depletion of spiritual energy, alchemy in later generations flourished. Because it is necessary to use limited materials to squeeze out the best therapeutic effect, traditional medicinal soups and medicaments are gradually being eliminated, and elixir with fire sublimation is popular. However, in the Middle Ages, alchemy was only a remote and non-mainstream alchemy. Many medicinal herbs on the market in Apocalypse had not been invented in this era.
Probably only Bigu Pill is universal. Because Bigu Pill is too simple, there are only two kinds of raw materials, no matter how the inheritance is, the difference will not be too big.
That is to say, in the next time, Luo Han can only take Bigu Pill. Even if she is injured, she can't take out the medicine pill to heal the injury. Otherwise, how can she explain the source
Luo Han sighed, and could only say that fortunately, she rarely took medicine pills. She didn't need to store spiritual power, nor did she need to accumulate cultivation, so there was no need to take medicine pills. Instead, she would accumulate erysipelas in her body. She has almost no reliance on medicinal pills, and she is not affected much at this moment. If it is another person, I am afraid it will be a headache.
Luo Han took a long time to count things and didn't pay attention to the time. Later, when the light in the yard dimmed, Luo Han realized that a long time had passed. Luo Han returned to the house with the storage bag. She was thinking about other things, but she never noticed that the door of the house was open.
There were no lights in the house, and the light was dim. Ling Qingxiao sat aside, it seemed that she had been practicing for a long time.
Luo Han found out that the lampstand was lit, and the light flickered on her face, making the room half bright and half gloomy. Luo Han suddenly realized one thing in the change of light and shadow.
How will she sleep at night