Chapter 7: Goodbye to the Old Man (1)
When Zhu Qingheng thought of this, his heart moved, and he secretly wondered: "Is it because he was so calm on the mountain just now because he already has the cultivation to not be afraid of the sound of the pipa?" But he repeatedly said that he would lose his mind when he waited until dawn, and this sentence was true or false. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
When she thought of this, a cool breeze blew, and she couldn't help but shudder. She shrunk back and remembered that her clothes were very thin and shabby. The white-clothed young man took off his robe, stood up and put the robe on Zhu Qingheng's body, and said softly: "The night is cold, and I don't have any extra clothes on me, so the lady will use it." ā
Zhu Qingheng made a gesture, took the opportunity to grab his wrist, only to feel that the skin in his hands was extremely cold, and the pulse was beating extremely slowly, and he was shocked by half-truths and half-truths: "Big brother, you are colder than me, the clothes are for me to wear, what should you do?" ā
The white-clothed young man withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just got hit by a palm of a disciple of the Nine Shadows Sect before, and the internal strength of that palm was extremely cold, so I became like this." A single piece of clothing can't keep me warm. It's not good if you get caught cold by the night wind. ā
Zhu Qingheng's eyes were full of worry: "Then are you seriously injured?" Doesn't it hurt? ā
The young man in white smiled lightly: "It's definitely not light, but it can't die yet." ā
Zhu Qingheng's face was full of self-reproach and said, "I still pulled you to talk." Alas, big brother, you should rest and rest, and heal your wounds. I'm keeping vigil next to me, don't worry. ā
The young man in white shook his sleeves and smiled, "Then it's troublesome for the lady." ā
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Zhu Qingheng sat on the stone with his knees crossed, quietly looking at the young man in white. This person was different from Luo Chuan when he was lucky, he sat there cross-legged, if he didn't look at his face, it was as if he was asleep, it was too quiet, and he didn't make any movements. But his face slowly formed frost, as if to drive out the cold poison in his body.
She was fascinated by the sidelines, and suddenly she heard a cooing sound, which was very abrupt and clear in the mountains at night. She was startled, turned her head to look around, and saw that there was no change, and it took a while to remember that it was her own stomach that was hungry and panicked. Zhu Qingheng then remembered that she hadn't eaten much for nearly a day, and her luggage was all in Luochuan.
When she thought of Luo Chuan, she couldn't help but worry about where he was now, whether he was safe or not, and remembered the strange thing that almost killed her during the day, and she didn't know if it was some kind of talisman set by Madam Ling that would choke herself when she was about to say the words "crystal skeleton". Thinking about the feud of the Yingwu Marquis Mansion, it may have been settled, and the villains who killed their own family and may still be looking for themselves who don't know what kind of person it is, so thinking about it, this piece of heaven and earth between Wushan and Haoyi River is a rare pure land.
Thinking of this, her eyes swept to the young man in white, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Hey, what pure land?" This man doesn't know where he came from, and who knows what he's up to. ā
She was slightly depressed, but quickly pulled herself together. Think about how many dangers she has experienced along the way and how many times she has escaped death since she was destroyed. This young man is an enemy or a friend, since the two are just comrades-in-arms who meet in Pingshui now, why bother asking for trouble there. She patted her clothes and jumped off the rock. Since there is nothing to do, simply go to the river and study how to cross the river.
In fact, if they find Luochuan, they will go out on Luochuan's flying sword, and they don't need to touch the river, so they don't have to think about the problem that the river is not buoyant? But it didn't work. Zhu Qingheng tried to throw the gravel on the opposite bank, the river was about fifty or sixty meters wide, but she was confident that she could easily throw it over. Unexpectedly, the stone flew to the middle of the river, and was suddenly attracted by a strange force, and fell straight down. It's as if the gravitational acceleration is 9.8 elsewhere, but it becomes 98 there.
Then she tried to throw the stone with more force, but it still fell. It's just that this time the position of the landing is like a finger's distance to the opposite bank. Zhu Qingheng thought about it for a while, and tried to throw the stones in the direction of the river, the stones almost flew forward against the river bank, she counted silently in her heart, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the stones to fall again.
She touched her chin thoughtfully, tried a few more times, and finally determined that the stone was not falling by the change in gravity, but by the influence of time. In other words, each pebble flew for about two seconds before it fell. And she threw stones in ordinary places, and it was by no means that the stones would fall to the ground in such a short time.
Can the magic weapon resist the inexplicable suction of this river? Zhu Qingheng thought about it and felt that it might be difficult, otherwise the young man would not have said that there was only one kind of special thing that the boat would not sink on the river.
She stood by the river, and the water reflected a shadow, no different from ordinary water. Zhu Qingheng couldn't help but wonder if he stretched out his hand on the river, would he also have the suction power to suck himself into the river? So she climbed up the tree and snapped off a branch, held one end, and volleyed the other end into the air. But after a long time, the branches still did not move, and only a few red leaves fell into the river, which quickly sank.
Zhu Qingheng let out a soft "huh", raised the branch and looked at it, and with a wave of his hand, the branch flew flat to the opposite bank, but it also fell in the center of the river.
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Zhu Qingheng was suddenly hugged in a daze, she opened her eyes suddenly, and was just about to speak, one hand pressed her mouth, and then the voice of the young man in white suddenly sounded in her heart: "Don't make a sound, someone is coming." Zhu Qingheng listened intently, and sure enough, he heard the footsteps of two or three people.
The young man in white held her and clinged to a huge mountain rock in the air, blocking their bodies tightly, but this also happened to be invisible.
I only heard one of the voices say, "I haven't eaten human flesh for half a day, but I'm starving to death." So many people died just now, and they were all gone in the blink of an eye. If you don't catch it and grill it, although it is dead meat, it is also fresh, wouldn't it be better than singing about the empty city plan in your stomach now. ā
Zhu Qingheng was originally hungry and thirsty, and his stomach was already hungry. But hearing his words, a wave of nausea welled up in my heart, and I almost threw it up.
Another voice said, "Hey, you bumper, you're still thinking about human flesh." His grandmother's, those turtle sons dared to set a trap to trick our brothers into coming here, and they didn't even touch the unearthed magic weapon. When they got out, I took all their relatives from the nine clans and ate them. ā
Another voice said predictively: "You two have not been productive since childhood, and now they are not promising." The magic weapon of our crossing the river was burned by those people, and we were still in the mood to eat people. ā