It was as if the wind had walked through the underworld. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info His head was cloudy, like a huge stone pressed against his head, and he couldn't move. I could only hear an annoying "buzzing" sound in my ears, and my ears hurt directly. He couldn't open his eyes, but he could see.

He saw that in the house of Broken Leaf City, his mother was sitting on a bamboo chair holding Duanyue, which was only a little bigger, and looked at the wind practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and the long sword in his hand was about to catch up with his height, but the wind still looked solemn. He didn't care about the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes secretly glanced at his mother.

The mother looked at the wind and smiled with bent eyebrows. She tugged back her loose hair, and the gold bracelet on her wrist made a crisp sound, attracting Duanyue's babbling. The mother looked at Duanyue's mouth opening and closing, and felt extremely cute, and suddenly moved her eyes to the pink baby in her arms. She pinched Duanyue's whirring face and teased Duanyue in strange language.

The wind watched her mother's attention all on her sister, and the strength in her body seemed to be suddenly drained, and she weakened. He deliberately threw the sword in his hand on the ground hard, making a dull sound, which frightened his mother and Duanyue.

"Are you alright?" The mother's tone was gentle, and she smiled softly as she watched the wind soothe all the pain.

"Mother's ......" Yan Feng opened his lips slightly and murmured softly.

The girl standing by the bed was startled, and she put her face in front of the wind and blinked her eyes in confusion. The wind opened his mouth again and muttered in a daze. The girl's doubts immediately turned to joy, and she immediately straightened up and shouted loudly outside the house.

"Satsuki! Moon! Your brother has woken up! ”

With such a shout, Duanyue immediately jumped in from outside the door. The dirty old clothes on his body have been replaced, and he is wearing a blue linen robe, and the stains on his face have also been wiped off, revealing his original appearance. She lay on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on her brother's face, watching his mouth open and close, and finally breathed a sigh.

Duanyue looked up at the girl standing next to her, showing a relaxed smile. "Sister Qichun, brother, has this turned the corner?"

The girl named Qi Chun was stunned, she scratched her hair and smiled awkwardly. "Turning the crisis into a ...... What does Ann mean? ”

"I mean, is my brother okay now?" Duanyue looked at the wind and watched his chest rise and fall regularly, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

Qi Chun stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the forehead of the wild wind, the pulse and warm temperature on the head were slightly beating, proving that the wild wind was still alive. She nodded at Duanyue, and a gentle smile instantly resolved Duanyue's worries. "It's no longer burning, and my face is much better. It's really lucky, I didn't expect the grass to be really useful. She glanced at the wind lying on the bed, and the scene of that day seemed to be vivid in front of her.

It was the first snow in Chang'an City. The heavy snow sealed the mainland back to the village, and Qi Chun looked at the white expanse in front of him, and stomped his feet in annoyance. It's no wonder that I didn't have a good day and went to the mountains, but now it's okay, and I can't go back when the snow closes the road. She glanced blankly ahead, and finally had to compromise and lift the bamboo basket that had slipped off her shoulder, and turned around to find a path.

The cold wind and heavy snow blew the eyes of the spring couldn't open, tears flowed down one by one, and it was really painful to be blown by the wind on the face! She shrunk her hands into the thick sleeves of her coat, wiped the tears and snow from her face with all her might, and walked forward with difficulty. In the middle of the empty wilderness, there was a terrible scream. Qi Chun's frightened feet slipped and fell on the muddy ground, and the green and yellow plants in the bamboo basket behind him were scattered on the ground, wilting and falling to the ground.

"I'm scared to death...... "Qi Chunhou patted his chest in fear, and then felt a little funny, and he was frightened by this scream and fell down, thinking about it, he also shook his head and laughed. She dusted off her mud-stained dress, squatted down, and reluctantly stretched out her hand hidden in her sleeve, and picked up the plants scattered from the bamboo basket one by one.

I couldn't stand the cold in the spring, so I put my hands to my mouth and sighed. "Alas......" she grumbled as the corners of her mouth hung down. What kind of snow is falling? She looked up and looked at the sky with an angry expression. The snowflakes that stayed above her head fell down and fell into the loose collar of Qichun, and she was so excited that she almost threw the bamboo basket out again.

The sky was gray and gray, and I didn't know when the snow was going to fall. She didn't have time to complain about the weather here, she wanted to hurry home while the path was still walking. Thinking of this, he hurriedly stuffed the plants on the ground, picked up the bamboo basket and walked in the direction of home.

At this moment, the wind was also strong, and it was whistling in my ears, like the cry of a lost man. Listening to the wind beside her, she couldn't help but shiver, she shivered and shrunk her neck, and hugged her hands tightly in front of her chest, hoping to relieve the cold. "I'm freezing to death!" There was a lot of chatter and abuse, and his pace couldn't help but speed up. But after walking a few steps, she stopped, and stood in the wind and snow with a suspicious expression.

Qi Chun looked around at the wilderness around him, and the surprise and fear on his face were clearly displayed. She suddenly realized that it was not Ling Feng's whistling that came from her side, but the crying of people! Qi Chun instinctively took a small step back in fear, and she hesitated for a moment in the wilderness.

At that moment, Qi Chun's brain rushed like a river, and she was worried that the weeping person would freeze to death in the cold wind, but she was afraid that what if it was not a friendly person?

So Qi Chun stood in a daze, at a loss. I don't know if the crying person felt the entanglement in Qichun's heart, and she called for help in a weak voice. "Anyone...... Can someone help me......" This is a woman's voice, the tone is very immature, it sounds like a child or a girl. Listening to this voice, Qi Chun's heart softened suddenly.

"Someone! Someone! Where are you! She cried out with a loud voice, and with the slightest judgment of the direction of the sound, she rushed towards the snowy side of the path, and when she ran into the wilderness, she found that it was not a weed, but a large field of corn, which was only covered by a thick layer of snow.

The faint voice, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, suddenly became high. "Here! Over here! After saying that, Qi Chun looked at a small piece of corn field in front of him in front of him and shook violently, and those slender corn stalks shook abnormally from side to side as if they were crazy, and he could see that there was a cat at once. Qichun hurriedly pulled away the unsightly corn and ran and crawled over there.

Before she could catch her breath, she saw a girl in a gray-brown robe sitting on the ground, holding a young man who was facing the ground and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, looking at Qichun with tears in her eyes. Seeing the two of them, Qi Chun couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. She looked at the two of them carefully, and the girl had a lot of blood stains on her body, mixed with black stains, which was very unclean. The face is also yes, black and dirty. I cried for so long that my cheeks were cracked. And the young man who fell to the ground had a large patch of blood on his back, and there was also a dark red mark on the ground next to his face.

"This ...... What's wrong? As soon as Qi Chun spoke, he was frightened by himself, but he didn't expect his voice to shake like this, it was really unproductive! She scolded herself secretly, and took a deep breath to be considered a strong courage. Qi Chun forced himself to control his weak legs and walked towards the girl.

The girl was also crying and had no strength, and she was sobbing all over, and she was about to faint. She raised her hand tiredly, pointed to an inconspicuous long needle on the young man's back, and said intermittently. "That...... The needle ...... On that needle, on the needle...... Poisonous ......" Qi Chun struggled to understand from her choked and weak words, and she immediately leaned over to the young man's side and broke the young man's face that was buried deep in the ground.

"Oh my God!" Seeing this, Qi Chun couldn't help screaming. The young man's face was black and purple for an abnormal person, and there was a lot of black blood on his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, and she glanced at the young man's ears, and sure enough, it was a symptom of poisoning. Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man only had the breath to go in but not to come out, and when his hand touched his neck, he couldn't feel the pulse beating suddenly at all, and his body temperature was also terrifying.

The girl looked at Qi Chun with red and swollen eyes, and her bright black eyes were full of expectations for Qi Chun, the last bit of light of the desperate man. Qi Chun saw her eyes and sighed unbearably. She's just a little girl in the countryside, not to mention medical skills, she can't even read a few words. But now it is unrealistic to go to the village to find a doctor.

Looking at the arrogant and upright poisonous needle behind the young man, Qi Chun bit his lip. She took off her coat and wrapped it around the girl. Ignoring her trembling, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then reached behind the young man's back, and used the scythe in the bamboo basket to smoothly cut through his clothes, revealing the poisonous needles hidden in the middle.

The area around the poisonous needle was already as black as ink, the cyan blood vessels and tendons were swollen and protruding, and the dried blood stains were tingling with a strange purple, which was shocking to anyone who saw it. Qi Chun grabbed a handful of snow from his side and put it in his mouth, melted it with his own body heat, and finally turned into a pool of water conservancy ropes and spit on the sickle stained with dirt, and wiped it clean with the hem of his skirt.

I can do it! I can do it! She remembered that someone in the village had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and immediately cut the wound with a knife to bleed. She held the sickle in her hand but couldn't help but tremble, and her heart was still in a fierce struggle. If you go down with a knife and don't look at the position, won't this person die in your own hands?

Qi Chun hurriedly shook his head, leaving this terrible thought behind. She gripped the scythe, and her gaze became steadfast. Half-squinting, he stretched out his hand, and pulled out the poisonous needle tremblingly, and the young man was like meat on the board, without any movement at all. This made Qi Chun feel a little more at ease.

She calmed down and quickly drew a cross on the wound on the young man's back, and black blood immediately gushed out. Qi Chun hurriedly turned his body to the side, so that the blood could flow out better. Taking advantage of this time to bleed, she turned her head to look at the girl who had been nesting in the corner and asked. "How long has he been poisoned?"

The girl's pupils twitched slightly, and it seemed that she was frightened by Qi Chun. "Probably...... About two teas? The girl's voice was faint and hoarse, and it didn't look like it was doing well. Qi Chun couldn't take care of the girl, she lowered her head and thought about it seriously, the time of the two teas, I am afraid that the poison has spread into the blood. As soon as you grit your teeth, you should gamble! Qi Chun set the boy up so that he could sit up with his spine bent against Qi Chun's body. While struggling to support him, Qi Chun took off the hairpin on his head, and stabbed the young man's finger hard, and sure enough, a little black blood came out. Without delay, she immediately stabbed the boy's ten fingers, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the black aura on the young man's face dissipated a little, Qi Chun's face also became a little better. She pulled the boy's hands onto her shoulders, wrapped her hands around his legs, and picked up the boy on her back. Qi Chun could hear the overwhelmed "click" sound from her back, but she could only grit her teeth tightly, she couldn't care about the bamboo basket on the ground, she could only look at the girl with hard eyes, and said. "Follow me!"

"Don't worry, you will be blessed if you don't die!" Qi Chun looked at the girl with a worried look, and gritted his teeth to comfort her. She is illiterate, and this is one of the few idioms she can speak. She thought that she finally had a chance to use it today.