Although the village is not large, if you want to get to the hill at the end of the village, you have to pass through a large area of connected fields. After about a cup of tea, Mu Wen set foot on the high mountain at the end of the village, but Mu Wen did not stop and continued to walk up the mountain.

After walking for about a cup of tea, and making sure that he was far enough away from the village, Mu Wen stopped.

The most indispensable thing in the mountains and forests is birds and animals, especially the dense vegetation of the mountain forests.

Along the way, the tip of Mu Wen's nose was always filled with a strong mountain and forest atmosphere, and he could hear the chirping of insects and birds from all over the forest, as well as the faint roar of beasts, but Mu Wen felt comfortable physically and mentally, without the slightest sense of fear.

Standing in the mountains and forests, looking around, Mu Wen finally looked in a direction and walked in that direction.

Walking under a plane tree with a thick trunk, looking up, Mu Wen raised his right foot lightly, tiptoe to the ground, and the next moment he saw Mu Wen jumping up easily like a bird, and when Mu Wen stood again, he was already standing on a branch of the plane tree that grew horizontally as thick as an adult's arm.

The plane tree was very tall and had very luxuriant foliage, and Mu Wen stood on its branches, and those branches and leaves almost obscured Mu Wen's figure.

But he saw that standing on the branch, Mu Wen reached out and took out a bamboo piccolo from his arms, put it to his lips, and a long clear sound came out of the piccolo, and then, with the mountain breeze slowly drifted away.

Mu Wen played three times in a row, each lasting about six seconds, with an interval of about five seconds, and after three times, Mu Wen put away the bamboo piccolo.

After putting away the piccolo, Mu Wen stood on the branch of the sycamore tree and waited for nearly a cup of tea, when suddenly, from far and near, there was an intermittent sound in the air like the fluttering wings of a bird.

Looking up at the blue sky, a white dot was coming rapidly in the direction of Muwen from far and near, and it didn't take long to get closer. At this time, it was a pigeon. However, it is said to be a pigeon, but the size of this pigeon is larger than the pigeon "White Foam" raised by Mu Ziru. Although the feathers on its body are white, there are three red feathers on the top of its head, and its tail feathers are actually glowing with a faint gold!!

Because his left hand held the three-foot green peak that never left him, Mu Wen stretched out his right hand to the strange-looking pigeon in the air. And the pigeon fluttered its wings very humanely and slowly landed on Mu Wen's outstretched right wrist.

Moving his outstretched right hand in front of him, looking at the strange pigeon that stayed on his right wrist and tilting his head to look at him, Mu Wen's poker face that had not changed for thousands of years finally showed a faint smile, and this faint smile can make people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

The next moment, I could only hear Mu Wen say to the pigeon: "Ling'er, go back and tell Wang Quan, the master said that he can get home in ten days at the latest, and tell him to hold on for a few more days, don't go crazy and show your feet." If the old witch finds out the clue, let him stop appearing in front of the master again. Also, the poison in the master's body has flareed up again, so let him prepare everything and use it when I take the master back. Go for it!"

When the dope had finished speaking, the strange-looking pigeon made a "cooing" sound, and then spread its wings and flapped its wings and flew away.

Quietly watching the pigeon fly away, it was not until the pigeon disappeared in the distant sky that Mu Wen withdrew his gaze.

Turning around, his gaze passed through the layers of foliage. Mu Wen can still see the small village at the foot of this high mountain.

At this time, the sun is getting higher, and the villagers have gone out to work, and everyone is laughing and laughing. Take this thriving picture into your eyes. Mu Wen suddenly showed a faint smile.

Sunrise and sunrise, sunrise and rest, no need to be vigilant, no need to be cautious and cautious, he ...... Sure enough, I still like this kind of life! It's just that when he was a child, he chose to step into that gate and live under that high wall in order to repay his kindness. At that time and on that day when he chose to follow his master, this life was destined to leave him forever, and it was no longer within his reach. When he chose to take that step, this life had become a luxury for him!

Standing on the branches of the sycamore tree, gazing quietly at the small village at the foot of the mountain in the distance, Mu Wen suddenly felt that he was a little reluctant to leave this place so soon.

However, Mu Wen slowly put away the faint smile on his lips, and restored his poker face that had not changed for thousands of years, and there was more determination in his eyes. Because Mu Wen clearly knows that he can't be nostalgic for this dreamlike scene, there are many things waiting for him to do!

Jumping down the branch and falling to the ground, Mu Wen followed the same path as he returned.

On the other side, in the small courtyard, holding the freshly boiled herbs, Aunt Liu walked to the door of the house where Leng Qing lived, knocked on the door with her left hand, and said, "Little boy, I brought medicine to the little girl, you open the door." ”

Because it is just boiled out of the medicine, it is quite hot, Aunt Liu put a piece of yellow cloth towel at the bottom of the medicine bowl, when Yan Ziming opened the door, what he saw was Aunt Liu holding a medicine bowl with a cloth towel, and there was a spoon in the bowl, standing at the door and waiting, and the old doctor Zhang was gone, Xu is going back.

When Yan Ziming reached out to pick up the medicine bowl in Aunt Liu's hand, Aunt Liu kindly put the cloth towel that pads the medicine bowl in Yan Ziming's hand together with the medicine bowl to prevent Yan Ziming from being burned.

took the medicine bowl, and before he even closed the door, Yan Ziming turned around and entered the house without saying a word.

Seeing that Yan Ziming was so indifferent, Aunt Liu only thought that Yan Ziming was worried about Leng Qing, and did not take it to heart, but turned around and left to continue working.

However, Yan Ziming is not really indifferent, Yan Ziming understands Aunt Liu's kindness, but at this time, Yan Ziming has long been exhausted due to sleepless nights and long-term use of internal force to suppress toxicity in the body, and even his smile is no longer able to show.

Leng Qing was still lying unconscious on the warm kang, because Leng Qing had a high fever and fever, and her body needed to dissipate heat, Yan Ziming only changed into a clean underwear for Leng Qing, and the outer clothes were thrown aside by him, and the dry quilt he put on only covered his waist.

Holding the medicine bowl and sitting on the edge of the warm kang, Yan Ziming scooped up a spoonful of thick medicinal juice with the spoon in the medicine bowl, put it to his lips to blow it cold, and then fed it into Leng Qing's mouth.

Because the hypothalamus body temperature setting point increases when the human body has a fever, the body's metabolism is strengthened, and sweating and urination increase, which will stimulate the thirst center to produce thirst, so although the medicinal juice in the mouth is extremely bitter, Leng Qing, who is in a coma, still swallows every spoonful of medicinal juice that Yan Ziming fed her into her stomach, and almost no drop is wasted.

Leng Qing has been sweating, and now that he has drunk the herbs to dispel heat, this sweat is even worse, seeing that the clean underwear that he had just changed into for Leng Qing was gradually soaked with sweat, Yan Ziming hurriedly put the empty medicine bowl in his hand on the table opposite the warm kang, and there was still Dr. Zhang's medicine box on the table!

Then, I saw Yan Ziming sit back on the side of the kang and stretched out his hand to untie the belt of Leng Qingli's shirt. Such a coherent action really makes people feel that Yan Ziming didn't give Leng Qing a robe, it was just to facilitate Leng Qing's clothes at this moment!

Untie the belt and uncover the underwear, Leng Qing's snow-white ** wearing a sky blue belly pocket was once again displayed in front of Yan Ziming's eyes.

Without the slightest distraction, Yan Ziming grabbed the sleeve of his robe that had already been steamed dry by the heat poison in his body, and began to carefully and gently wipe Leng Qing's sweat.

Yan Ziming's careful care, if his other subordinate Wang Quan saw it, I am afraid that it will be a strange talk from now on!

The sun is already shining outside the house, and the villagers are working hard in the fields, and the once quiet village is starting to rejuvenate in a new day.

Inside the house, Leng Qing, who fell into a coma due to a high fever, didn't know if she had dreamed of something bad, her brows were furrowed tightly, and her lips opened and closed, as if she was saying something.

Because Leng Qing's voice was very weak, Yan Ziming involuntarily leaned over to listen carefully, but unfortunately he didn't hear what Qing Leng Qing was saying for a long time.

As a result, Leng Qing, who was lying on the warm kang, was stripped to only his belly pocket, and Yan Ziming, who was sitting on the side of the warm kang, lay on Leng Qing......

So, when Mu Wen rushed back after delivering the news, he unexpectedly saw the door of the outhouse where Leng Qing lived wide open, so he walked into the house where Leng Qing lived and wanted to find out, but when Mu Wen lifted the gray curtain on the door of the inner house, Mu Wen saw such a fragrant and terrifying scene!!

Needless to say, why is it terrifying......?

Suddenly put down the curtain and stood outside the curtain door of the inner room, Mu Wen said to Yan Ziming in the inner room through the curtain with an embarrassed face: "Master, how can you do such an unsightly thing in broad daylight! You are a ...... from above."

"What is high above?" a fluttering, magnetic phrase came from behind the slightly swaying curtain, but it effectively stopped what Mu Wen was about to say.

was stopped by Yan Ziming, Mu Wen suddenly reacted that he had just almost made a mistake, so he hurriedly replied: "You are a rich boy on the top!"

"What did you just see?" Ignoring Pastoral's reply, a question floated out from behind the gray curtain.

Yan Ziming in the inner room was really depressed at the moment, because he had not slept all night, and he was tortured by poisonous hair, and now he had spent too much internal strength to suppress the toxicity in his body, and he didn't even know when Muwen entered the house......!

Yan Ziming, who had sat up straight, looked down at Leng Qing, who was only wearing a belly pocket, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked a little obscure in this dimly lit room.

Outside the curtain, hearing Yan Ziming's question, Mu Wen was shocked, and cold sweat was faintly pouring out on his forehead. He knew that his master would ask him that!, two years ago...... Sure enough, it still left an indelible psychological shadow on him!!

Mu Wen's mind couldn't help but drift a little, as if he had returned to that early autumn two years ago...... (To be continued.) )

PS: I would like to thank all the readers who have been supporting Moxi - thank you for not giving up on Eternal Night!