Volume 1: A Trip to Huainan Chapter 61: A Grass House

"What are you thinking. ”

Rushing through the streets of Nanhai City, Zhou Yusheng's body fell to the ground overwhelmed, and the injuries suffered in the previous battle with Chen Dong and the woman in Tsing Yi finally broke out completely.

Nanhai City on a rainy night was the most bleak, looking at Zhou Yusheng, who was gradually unconscious, the call of the Qingyi Taoist people, with the disappearance of hearing, quieted down.

"What a poor child, who was so badly injured, what a sin. ”

One was on the street, insisting on sweeping the dead leaves of the street, wearing a shabby gray robe, and walking on the street with a stealthy walk against the rapid rain that fell to the ground like a needle.

The thin gray robe, and the brilliant lights of Nanhai City, formed a clear statement of this.

The old woman took over the rest of Zhou from the ground, stepped into the rainy night with difficulty, walked lonely on the street, and disappeared until she reached the end of this street.

A grass house with a swaying dim light, the sound of the wind hitting the window outside the window, such an independently built grass house in the suburbs, in that amazing rainy night, crumbling, like a weed, difficult to avoid the wind and rain.

In that straw house, there was only a small bed, a small table with pitted pits, two chairs, and a cellar stove that had not been used for a long time, and had been stained with a thick layer of dust.

The old man who has been in the first half of the year for more than a year, his old palm is on the vein of Zhou Yusheng, his face is cloudy, sometimes sighing, sometimes exclaiming, and a few minutes later, the pair of elderly palms slowly left Zhou Yusheng's wrists.

"Old Li Tou, this kid is so badly injured, you can see what kind of injury he has suffered. ”

The old woman who came to treat Zhou Yusheng with a pair of empty eyes looked at the old man for a long time, holding Zhou Yusheng's palm, the pair of wrinkled faces like frost, very nervous.

"Before this kid came, I am afraid that he was planted in the Dao Sea at the same time by two kinds of qi, the qi is different from the ordinary poison, and it will be derived in your body all the time, and this qi will only be in the weakest place of the Dao Sea until the host dies. ”

The old man sighed lightly, staring at Zhou Yusheng who was lying on the wooden bed, a sad look appeared on his face, and he took difficult steps, looking at the gloomy sky in the distance with a cloudy gaze.

"However, this child has a big life. At least he didn't die under that momentum, it seemed that there was something that kept his last breath in the protection of Dao Hai, and this breath could be revived without relying on any pills, but whether it was life or death depended on the creation of this child. ”

The old woman's eyes lit up, and the eyes that had fallen down and lost hope rekindled the flames, and her voice trembled and asked, "So what do you mean?"

"This child has a strong desire to survive, the strength of the soul, rare in his life, as long as the energy in the body is completely digested, he can wake up. The old man grabbed the palms of the rocking chair, suddenly stopped, and continued: "However, the Dao Sea in this child's body is too seriously injured, and it is very likely that it will affect his future cultivation path. ”

"And I'm afraid this kid is not a resident of Nanhai City, if you are brought here by Chen Wangfu, you will get into a lot of trouble. His eyes were hollow and his gaze wandered.

"Chen Wangfu killed my son back then, so that Lao Zhou Zaitian died without turning a blind eye, even if he turned into a powerful ghost in the next life, he would never let go of those who killed my son back then. ”

Her eyes were dull, the bottom of her eyes was overshadowed, like a dry well without waves, and her sluggish and numb eyes were filled with a touch of despair that she would never forget.

"Shufen, three hundred years ago, if we had arrived earlier, Luo'er might not have died. ”

He glanced at her quickly, turned his head evasively, and a hint of tangle flashed in his eyes, no lack of struggle and pain.

"I don't blame you, in that battle back then, even if we all came, do you think we have a slight chance of winning?" The old woman looked up to the sky and sighed, smiling, but no one knew how much despair that peasing smile revealed.

"The old ghost of Lingchen and the ghost of the knife have not been seen for hundreds of years. The old man said with a chuckle.

"I'm afraid those two old naughty boys are still hiding in Tianlan Courtyard, living a free life, but they are much happier than us. ”

The old woman nodded her head, suddenly grabbed Zhou Yusheng's palm, and gently let go, only to see a house that could not be seen for a hundred miles, the sound of the mighty qin, lightly touching the white guqin that no longer existed under the palm.

"This kid is really very similar to Luo'er, whether it is eyebrows or eyes, it seems to be carved out of a mold with Luo'er. ”

Floating clouds wander the child's meaning

Sunset

Wave your hand away

One person for a hundred years

The old woman had a gratifying smile on her face, as if she wanted to see the shadow of the person back then through the appearance of Zhou Yusheng, through a hundred years of missing.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers.

But no one made a sound, only the aftermath echoed in the room, circling and circling, slowly precipitating, sinking to the deepest depths, and there was no sound in this sky that could replace the sound of the piano.

The old woman knelt on the spot, her fingers pressed the strings, her fingertips slowly rubbed, her eyes were indifferent, but she was instantly dazed and desolate, and she was instantly sad and suffering.

"I hope this child can understand the mood under the sound of the piano. ”

Outside the window, it was inky black, and the moonlight was like water, flowing past the people and the harp, enveloping a hazy veil, and the edges were still scattered

With Qinghui, the old man was holding a tea cup in the back, unconscious of a trance.

"The boy is waking up. The old man said lightly.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up. The old woman brushed her sleeves to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, endured her grief, and nodded with a smile.

"Stinky boy, these people around you may be some old monsters!" The Qingyi Daoist immediately noticed the signs of Zhou Yusheng's awakening in the wrench, and almost at the same moment, a voice passed through his heart and spread in Zhou Yusheng's mind.

In the dark consciousness space, a groggy mind slowly floated, in this pitch-black environment, darkness is the main color of this world, and the consciousness of the rest of Zhou Yu's life is wrapped in this endless darkness, almost full of dead silence and fear.

At a certain moment, in the dark space, there was suddenly a sound accompanied by the guqin, and the gentle and somewhat sad sound of the qin slowly flowed out.

In an instant, he arrived at the side of the drowsy sanity, and a gentle light stretched out, enveloping the sanity...

After wrapping his senses, with the sudden cessation of the body of the piano, after a while, a little white light appeared at the end of the darkness, pulling Zhou Yusheng's mind out of the endless darkness......

"You're awake!"

Hearing, smell, and vision woke up almost at the same time, and the feeling of suddenly opening up made Zhou Yusheng's tightly closed eyes suddenly open and digest the fog.

The moment Zhou Yusheng opened his eyes, an old woman with a smile came into view, and then he saw an old woman sitting on a rocking chair in a thatched hut that could only accommodate a few people, and an old woman who looked at her with admiration.

"Where am I?" Zhou Yusheng was slightly stunned and asked with a confused face.

"You're still in Nanhai City. The old woman replied with a quick step.

"We saved you, do you remember?"

Zhou Yusheng shook his head, the memory after the woman in Tsing Yi was like a fragment, the old woman was a little lost, took out a jade pendant like a jade from the wrench, and held it in the palm of Zhou Yusheng's hand.

"I can't take it!" Zhou Yusheng shook his head and put the jade pendant back into the old woman's hand.

"Mother-in-law, I still have something to do, so I have to go first. Zhou Yusheng's footsteps suddenly stopped, and at the moment he stepped over the threshold, he looked at the sentimental woman, took the wrench from the knuckle of his finger, turned around and ran to the old woman, and handed it to the old woman's palm.

"I'll come back to get it when I'm done!"