Xu Mingchuan's thin lips pursed into a line, and even though the soup spoon was extremely light, it still couldn't reach through his closed lips and teeth.

The white porridge in the spoon swayed with her tentative movements, and the sticky water stains blurred at the corners of his lips and slowly flowed down his jaw.

Ye Luwu put the soup spoon into the bowl, and secretly endured it in his heart, and then supported his chin with one hand, and the other hand was slightly forced, only to hear a "click", Xu Mingchuan's chin was removed.

Taking advantage of this, she picked up the bowl of white porridge that was already a little warm and put it into his mouth one by one.

He didn't feel it now, and he couldn't feed it too quickly, and it took a quarter of an hour to feed a bowl of small porridge before swallowing it all. Fix the joint of his chin again, then gently lay him flat and cover the quilt.

It's not a way to go on like this, Ye Luwu put the handsome account a little messy in order, and secretly said in his heart, there is no way to do it only once, but I don't know how Xu Mingchuan took care of himself a few days ago?

She slowly walked outside, followed Xu Mingchuan's example, silently lit a candlelight, sat behind the desk and carefully looked at the codex that almost never left her.

Speaking of which, this codex is actually not of much use to her now, and the things written on it have been thoroughly eaten by her a few years ago, and now it is just a relief from boredom.

"Huh?" her fingers twisted over one of the pages, which seemed to be thicker to the touch than the one beside it.

I haven't looked at this codex for a long time, and I have lent it to many juniors and sisters to look at it, I don't know when and whose hands did it happen?

Ye Luwu stretched out his hand to brighten the candlelight a little, then brought the codex closer, squinting his eyes and looking at it carefully.

The handwriting on the codex was really visible in the light of the candlelight, and in addition to the handwriting she had written, there was also a very light handwriting that was revealed, and if it weren't for this close look, it would have been mixed with the original texture of the paper, and it would not attract attention at all.

There must be an inside page in this.

She quickly got up and poured a glass of water, then gently dipped her fingers and gently twisted the edge of the page.

Sure enough, within a few moments, the page was slightly split in her hand, and by pressing the soaked handkerchief on it slightly, the whole page could be lifted upwards along the little opening.

Between the two thin pages of paper, a page of silk the size of the Codex and folded in half lay quietly.

In fact, silk is not like it, but because Ye Luwu has never seen such a thin cloth, it can only be called "silk".

Although she did not know what was written on it, she had a feeling in her heart that this silk was extremely important to her.

Fighting back the excitement in her heart, she tried her best to steady her fingers, gently tugging at the edge of the silk, and then picked it up from the codex. Slowly unfolding in front of her eyes, she revealed a few lines of extremely small handwriting that she had never seen before.

Although Chang and Zhou were two countries, for some reason, the script used was the same. And the words on this silk, she has never heard of or seen.

But even so, she can "see" and understand the meaning of these words.

This is a posthumous manuscript left by a person named "Dongheng", which records the highest state of soul cultivation - the method of immortality of the primordial spirit.

Ye Luwu's fingers trembled slightly, if it weren't for the handsome tent, she couldn't hold back the ecstasy in her heart and shouted!

Dongheng! Shui Yi Sword Master Dongheng!

Although I don't know who put this page of posthumous manuscripts into it, but now she can't care so much, and now when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, it is the road to the willows and flowers!

Zhou Guo's magic sealed Xu Mingchuan's five senses, which was to make his soul lose contact with the human world, so that it would decay on its own.

If you have this method of immortality, you will be able to save a lot of effort, and you may be able to solve this spell.

Ye Luwu's red lips opened lightly, and under the flickering candlelight, he gently read out the method on the silk according to what he wanted in his heart, and then slowly released a wisp of soul power from the dantian, and used the method to gently turn in circles in his body.

I don't know if it's because of her talent, or if this method is deliberately reserved for her, and in less than three hours, she has mastered it completely.

The pearl on the side has long been burned out, leaving only a pool of solidified candle tears on the candlestick, and some warm red light shines under the light of the last star like a bean.

The candles used in Xu Mingchuan's tent are all red candles, and the red candles are expensive, and Xu Minghe lit eye medicine in front of the emperor because of this matter. But he didn't say anything, and asked the baggage troops to record the silver money of the red candle he spent directly on the account of the prince's mansion, so that there was no need for military salaries.

And after the expedition, Murong Hua also asked him many times openly and secretly, but he made up his mind not to speak, and every time he smiled.

Mo said that they didn't know why, even Ye Luwu was staring at these candles and tears at the moment, so he wanted to ask him why he would rather use these high-priced red candles for his own silver. Although he is a noble person, he is not a person who likes luxury.

Just as she was thinking this, the red candle finally burned out, and after the last wisp of green smoke rose, the whole tent fell into darkness.

She secretly estimated the hour in her heart, and the night was already a little dark, and it was not a few hours before the city gate was opened when the rooster crowed. The young man who went to Anyi City, whether he found anything or not, will return to the army at dawn tomorrow.

I hope he's okay.

Ye Luwu sighed lightly, took the silk into his arms, and then returned to the inner room, spread his cloak on the ground, and fell asleep with the thick wool blanket under Xu Mingchuan's body.

"Xiangjun, Xiangjun, have you gotten up?"

The shouting outside seemed to be repeated three or four times before she woke up suddenly, hurriedly straightened her somewhat messy hair, straightened her clothes and walked out of the tent.

Why did you sleep so heavily last night? Behind him is Xu Mingchuan, who still needs to be taken care of, how can he sleep without knowing anything.

There were already many people standing outside the tent, and after seeing her come out, Murong Hua walked up quickly, with joy in his eyes, and nodded at her invisibly.

I think their ploy succeeded.

Ye Luwu hurriedly let them into the tent, and then put the candlestick on the desk beside him, and then asked: "I am so happy to see the clothes, I know that yesterday's events must be very smooth." ”

Murong Hua smiled loudly, touched his beard and said, "That's right, Fang Yongtian came back as soon as it was dawn, according to what he said, the people in this Anyi City are talking about the Zhou State preparing to surrender." ”

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