“Pah, pah, pah!”
The sound of flint and knives clashing with each other echoed among the pile of rocks, and sparks flew out bit by bit.
This is a very tiring job. It is actually very difficult to ignite the fire starter when there is no oil fluff but only dry grass. Zhao Changhe never thought that one day he would complain about Xia Longyuan from this aspect: You have ruled the world for so many years, and you haven't even made a lighter! Shame on the time traveler!
But then I thought, it seems that even if I make a lighter, it will be ruined in water, it seems that it is not as good as a flint and a knife... I have no choice but to keep knocking.
After finally lighting it, Zhao Changhe ecstatically pushed in other dry firewood and branches. Soon, a warm bonfire took shape in the center of the pile of stones.
There was no wind in the space and the fire was very steady. Zhao Changhe jumped up with joy and laughed like a child.
Yue Hongling was naked and poked her head out from behind a rock to look at him.
Zhao Changhe waved excitedly: "You can use your wet clothes to dry now!"
He shrank his head back: “Don’t come over here!”
"Who cares?" Zhao Changhe ignored her, sat back by the campfire, and took out new clothes from the package with a smile.
She had originally planned to bake a set for herself, but then she remembered that she had bought a set of white men's clothes for Yue Hongling, so she hung them aside with a smile and said, "Youfu, you don't need to wear that red dress."
Yue Hongling was furious: "Zhao Changhe!"
Zhao Changhe looked up at the sky.
Yue Hongling hid behind a rock and glared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Yes, I am rotten, don't kiss me in the future if you have the guts."
Zhao Changhe immediately shrank back: "You smell good, really good."
"Hmph." The head finally retracted.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
An empty space, a quiet coast; a warm bonfire, just a stone's throw away.
She was naked, he knew it.
This realization alone was enough to make it impossible for people to remain calm. It was as if one could hear the heartbeats of both parties across the space, thump thump.
Zhao Changhe lowered his head to treat his wounds. After a while, he suddenly said, "This shouldn't be the sea, it's a big lake."
Even though she knew that he was deliberately changing the subject, Yue Hongling still said "hmm" and then leaned against the rock and laughed at herself.
What was he thinking about? The independence and autonomy he had gained from working alone seemed to have disappeared in such a short period of time. It was as if he was the one with more experience in the world of martial arts than him, and he was just like Cui Yuanyang at that time, as if he knew nothing.
In fact, Yue Hongling knew why Zhao Changhe thought this was a lake. Because the water was not salty, and everyone's wounds did not feel like they were being penetrated by salt water. Not only was it not salt water, but it was also extremely pure, so pure that many elements were missing.
This kind of water may not be very beneficial to drink, but it is not harmful either. It can be used to replenish water and clean wounds. This is what Zhao Changhe meant when he said this.
Neither of them said anything else. They silently cleaned the wound, re-applied medicine and bandaged it. All their fatigue slowly faded away here.
Zhao Changhe moved a ball of fire to the edge of the rock and tactfully kept his head out: "Yours."
Yue Hongling looked at the campfire beside him. It was warm, just like him.
She lowered her head again and said "hmm" without saying anything.
Zhao Changhe returned to his campfire, fiddled with it tiredly for a while, and fell asleep leaning against the rock behind him unknowingly.
He was so tired.
Yue Hongling silently leaned over and looked at him for a while, then slowly closed her eyes.
… …
The next morning, Yue Hongling opened her eyes.
In fact, I don’t know if it’s early or not, because I can’t see the sky here, it’s still dark, and I can’t tell the time.
The small bonfire beside me went out at some point.
However, Yue Hongling, who had adapted to the darkness and recovered a lot of strength after a night's rest, had a better night vision than last night. Except that she could not see too far, the dark space was not much different from the daytime in her eyes. She looked at it in the first time. She was in a mess after running on a horse with injuries. Fortunately, the external injuries were not infected. After applying medicine and resting for a night, they were getting better. However, the internal injuries were very troublesome. She was ranked 41st on the Tiger Lie List. This was no joke. The sword energy invaded her body and made a mess. The meridians were severely damaged and almost destroyed the Dantian.
I took medicine last night, but it didn't seem to have any effect. I finally managed to gather some Qi after a night's rest, but it was almost all dispersed and couldn't take shape.
Yue Hongling sighed, stopped looking inward, and straightened up.
I looked down at my body and realized that my clothes were still hanging out to dry... There was no wind here, and it wasn't cold, but I didn't feel it...
Yue Hongling rubbed her head in shame. She didn't feel any panic or shame after spending the night with a man. She slept so soundly... Was she too tired? But when she woke up, she was still fine. She didn't even think of it at first...
She carefully stuck her head out again and looked at the bonfire over there.
The bonfire had become very small, with a small flame that was about to die. Zhao Changhe was still asleep, leaning against the rock. He could be seen frowning in his sleep, curled up slightly, and looked very uncomfortable.
In the second half of yesterday, he was the one who held on, and his overdraft was far greater than mine. I guess he was not only injured and overdrafted, but the backlash of the blood evil was about to start again... The man who stood tall and upright shrank like a child.
Yue Hongling carefully moved out from behind the stone, quietly stretched out her jade hand to grab the white men's suit that he had hung aside, and then pulled it back with a "whoosh".
After a while, Yue Hongling, dressed in men's clothes, came out from behind the stone and looked at the sleeping Zhao Changhe angrily. Her face looked even more ashamed and angry than when she was naked.
What kind of crappy clothes is this? There is no cloth from the right shoulder to the right hand, and the arms are exposed!
You just want to see me wearing this
Yue Hongling clenched her fist and made a move to hit him. When her fist was about to hit his cheek, she finally stopped and uttered a "humph".
Turning around, he saw that the flame was really going out. Yue Hongling jumped up and hurriedly gathered branches nearby to add to the bonfire. Seeing the shaky little flames revive, Yue Hongling couldn't help but smile.
No wonder he laughed like a child yesterday, happiness is sometimes very simple.
I inspected the package and found some dry food inside, which was wrapped very well with oil paper. Although it seemed to have seeped some water, it was generally fine.
So I took out some dry food and ate it slowly with some water, and I felt happier.
After eating, she went to the lake to wash herself. After thinking for a while, she decided to jump in and wash herself vigorously... Yue Hongling didn't know why she had to wash herself. She had said that she was not stained by dust and dirt, so she was not dirty at all... To make him believe that she was not dirty after washing? Why did she want him to believe that? What was she going to do
Yue Hongling didn’t know, but she washed her hair very naturally, then put on the off-shoulder dress again and walked back to the campfire with her hair down.
The woman knew that it took a long time for her to wash and scrub, but after she came back, Zhao Changhe had not woken up yet. Instead, he curled up even more, with his brows tightly furrowed, and even let out a slight moan.
Yue Hongling's heart skipped a beat and she reached out to touch his forehead.
He had a fever, and that wasn't all. The sword energy raging in his body was cutting his internal organs into a mess. The evil energy hidden in his blood seemed to be pulling him, responding, roaring, and surging like a tide.
—It turned out that he was not sleeping, he was actually in a coma.
Yue Hongling hurriedly took out a pill from the package and stuffed it into his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it at all and it fell down.
Although Yue Hongling has rich experience in the martial arts world, he has always been alone. He has never experienced "taking care of a patient" and he really doesn't know how to make him swallow, and he was at a loss for a moment.
After thinking for a long time, he simply helped him up and leaned him against his shoulder. Then he chewed the pill into pieces and lowered his head to feed it into his mouth mouth to mouth.
It's just like yesterday, normal.
Oh, you dare to spit it out!
Push it in!
Zhao Changhe, who was in a coma, finally felt the effects of the medicine. The feeling of being ravaged by the sword energy improved a little, his meridians were nourished and maintained by the medicine, a cool and refreshing feeling spread, and he finally woke up slowly.
Before I opened my eyes, I felt the softness in my mouth, and my lips and tongue were entwined with each other.
She put her arms around her neck and felt even stranger. Why did she feel the touch on her neck? Her arms were as warm as jade. Was she not wearing anything
Yue Hongling could actually sense his awakening, and she subconsciously held him tighter, mumbling incoherently, "Don't move, I'll help you."
The Qi accumulated overnight was once again sent into his body without reservation: "Practice Qi, don't think too much."
Zhao Changhe didn't say anything, but leaned silently in her arms, practicing his internal energy to absorb the true energy and sort out his meridians.
The actual scene is that in the darkness, with the campfire warm, the man curled up in his sister's arms, kissing her gently, in silence.
(End of this chapter)