Chapter 227: First Encounter with Cloud Painting
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Cloud paintings have long been accustomed to lingering in the forest, as usual trees, as usual insects...... All this had formed an eternal impression in her mind, but when she saw the man leaning against the tree in the miasma forest, panting slightly, the normal green in her mind seemed to be suddenly broken, from the middle, gradually expanding into an infinite edge.
Yun Hua stopped a little frightened, she never thought that someone would break into this place, even the villagers who had lived outside the dense forest for hundreds of years, no one dared to violate this taboo.
And why did he come here?
Yun Hua walked over slowly step by step, and when there were still five steps away, she called softly "Hey", even if the voice was as thin as a deaf ear, Ruoshui also heard it in a haze, he wouldn't think so much now, he only knew that he needed someone to save him.
With all his might, he raised his left hand and reached forward, trying to touch the vague figure, but the figure seemed close, but it seemed far away, and he couldn't reach it.
"Are you poisoned?" Yun Hua leaned down slightly to look at him, and frowned again, "Mother said that no one is allowed to break into the cliff, who are you? Should I save you?"
Ruoshui couldn't hear what she was saying, so he could only stretch out his slightly trembling hand.
"I've seen you like this, how can I not save you?" Yun Hua hesitated a few times, but still stepped forward to support him, and slowly put a pill into his mouth, "If you swallow it, you won't be poisoned by this poisonous mist, but you seem to have other injuries?"
Ruoshui swallowed the pill, and then slowly came to his senses, and the pain in his body reminded him of the seriousness of his internal injuries all the time.
"It's ...... Where is it?" Ruoshui turned his head to look at the cloud painting, and suddenly there was a feeling of seeing a fairy, and the cloud painting, just like her name, had a kind of still, peaceful beauty.
"You don't know what this place is?" Yun Hua looked at him in surprise, "Then you broke in by mistake?" ā
"Huh?" Ruoshui wanted to get up, but felt a dullness in his chest again, and forced a mouthful of blood to spurt out.
"Oops!" Yun Hua hurriedly helped him, "You are so seriously injured, don't move! You broke in by mistake, that shouldn't be a bad person, since I saw it, it is impossible for you to die, don't worry, I will save you." ā
Her faint "you can rest assured" made Ruoshui feel extremely relieved, closed her eyes, and let her heal herself.
Yunhua is the saint of the cliff, and she is also a master of medicine.
Ruoshui didn't know what she had done to her, but he felt that the pain that he was shouting all the time slowly faded away, replaced by warm comfort, relaxed his body, and he slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up again, he was no longer in the dense forest, but on a bed, which was hung with a green veil curtain, revealing a faint fragrance, and he remembered the woman who saved him, this should be her boudoir.
He rolled over and got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks, pushed the door and walked out, and what caught his eye was a separated mountain, and not far in front of him, there was a cliff.
If the water involuntarily took a step back, how could there be such a place in the heart path, and how could someone build a house on the edge of a cliff.
"You're awake!" As he was thinking, a familiar voice came, and he turned his head to look at it, as if he saw a painting, quiet and elegant.