"This ointment works well, doesn't it?"

The girl on her back asked with a smile.

Guichen walked down the mountain with Yinghuyue on his back, trying to ignore the strange feeling of sharpening his other senses because the pain in his body slowed down, and exhaled.

"Hmm."

Guichen didn't expect that the first time he made a successful ointment, the first time he actually used it on himself. But fortunately, thanks to the girl's reminder, the pain in her fingers that had been coated with gold sore medicine was really relieved.

Feeling the cool touch of his fingertips, Guichen sighed a little, "I didn't expect it to be really effective." ”

You must know that even if he followed the formula of the pharmacopoeia before, the things he made were always unsatisfactory......

This is definitely the most successful medicine he has ever made.

It's just with the help of the man on his back......

"Do you really not need to apply to the wounds outside your palms?" The girl on his back was very quiet, lying on his back honestly, and she didn't even breathe in the slightest, but Guichen held her foot, hoping not to bump her as much as possible.

After all, he now knew a little bit about the girl.

She knew his wounds, but he didn't know how badly she was.

I don't know how much it hurts her.

She also has a wrist on her upper arm...... Guichen looked down slightly at the wrist of the girl who was around his neck, I don't know if it was his illusion, the red scar faintly peeking through the gap in the cloth seemed to become darker.

What the hell is ......

Guichen slightly leaned his chin towards the wrist of Ying Baoyue's left hand, his pupils gradually contracted, and he felt a heat before he could get completely close, which ......

"Return."

The girl's voice sounded above his head, and Guichen felt a thrill.

"Don't touch it." Ying Baoyue smiled helplessly, "You can't touch it." ”

I always felt that her tone was like coaxing a child......

Not enough This scar is indeed not something he can understand at the moment, Guichen retracted his chin and frowned, "Then the wound on your upper arm ......"

"Now if you apply it to your arms, it will stain your clothes," Ying Baoyue smiled and said, "I'll take off my coat and apply it when I get back, after all, it's ......."

After all, she can't take off her coat here, can she?

Guichen felt more and more bad when he heard her words, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Okay, then let's hurry back to ......"

"Goo."

A voice suddenly sounded out of place in the summer night, and the boy running in the woods stiffened for a moment.

Ying hugged Yue and laughed on Guichen's back, "Are you hungry?" ”

If it weren't for carrying her on his back, Guichen would really want to hit the tree now.

However, it is normal to be hungry, they don't know how much hard work they have experienced in the afternoon, what is the use of that bowl of porridge at noon, and they feel that it is only right to go home for dinner......

Wait a minute.

Guichen suddenly remembered something, and suddenly stopped.

"Oops."

"What's wrong?" Ying Baoyue looked at the young man who was suddenly shocked as if the sky had fallen.

"I forgot to hunt game." Guichen turned his head and looked at the girl on his back with a complicated expression, "There is no rice at home." ”

Before going up the mountain, he told his mother that he would come back to make dinner after hunting game.

As a result, it was dark now, and there were so many things that had happened before, but he had forgotten about it.

The cicadas are singing loudly on a summer night, but the teenagers and girls who have escaped death are looking at each other in the woods.

Life is really realistic.

"Ah......" Guichen took a deep breath, his head became bigger and bigger, and he went back empty-handed, not only himself, but the whole family would be hungry.

In a sense, he is truly the hope of the whole family.

Not to mention whether he can hunt with his current physical strength, the mountains and forests at night are very dangerous, not to mention the game, but there are many fierce beasts......

"Guichen, let me down." The girl on his back suddenly let go of his neck and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, don't be reckless......" Although he was worried about dinner, Guichen didn't plan to let go of Ying Baoyue at all, and the injury of the person on his back was even more concerning.

"Or you take three steps ahead of the left." Ying Baoyue's voice interrupted his thoughts, and before he could think about it, Guichen's body actually stepped out as if it was instinctive.

……

Guichen looked down at his feet in disbelief.

It should be the physical sequelae left by hanging on the cliff and listening to this woman's instructions, well, it must be like this.

Without waiting for Guichen to feel ashamed, there was a sudden sound of rustling in his ears, and Guichen raised his head, but his eyes were suddenly filled with a fiery red.

"It's ......"

He was standing in front of a large cluster of fiery red plants, and the red flowers looked familiar for some reason.

"I didn't expect there to be here," Ying Baoyue leaned on Guichen's back and stretched out her hand to the flower, "There were a lot of them in front of the cliff before." ”

Yes, Guichen remembered, she seemed to be standing in front of such a large cluster of flowers before he fell off the cliff.

"What is this ......?"

However, Guichen had just opened his mouth to ask, but a cold rhizome was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

"Hmm!"

The girl's cool laughter came from her ears, "Take a shalt." ”

Guichen instinctively inhaled, and the sweet honey juice flowed out from under the flowers, refreshing people's hearts, and even his eyebrows seemed to be cool.

"Is it sweet?" Ying Baoyue asked with a smile.

The young man with the bud in his mouth nodded up and down.

"This is a burnt taro flower, you can eat it," Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand and snapped another one and stuffed it into her mouth, and opened her mouth after drinking the juice, "But it's not to eat the whole flower, it's to suck the water under the flower bud." ”

The girl took the red flower in her fingertips and stuffed another one into his mouth, "Try it yourself." ”

Guichen's eyes widened.

The flower juice is extremely sweet, as if it can penetrate into people's hearts.

He has been on the mountain for so many years, and he didn't know that this thing was so delicious.

There's a lot more he doesn't know.

"Do you see the grass with three leaves three inches away from your right foot?" Ying Baoyue pointed with her fingertips, "Pull it out and see." Remember to be skillful. ”

Guichen squatted down with her back and stretched out his hand...... The leaves are broken.

The air was quiet for a moment.

"Turn sideways." Ying Baoyue spoke.

Guichen pursed his lips and complied, only to see the woman on his body leaning out of his leg and grabbing another grass with the same appearance next to him.

With a bang, he pulled out a crystal clear radish.

"It's a wild radish, and it's quite sweet."

In modern times, it is also called crystal radish, and the cold stew is delicious. In particular, when it is cold, chili oil is added, and the soft, spicy and refreshing taste is simply simmering.

Ying Baoyue said in her heart.

Guichen stared at the radish in the girl's hand for three seconds, and silently took it and threw it into the medicine basket.

His self-confidence was frustrated again.

He suddenly felt that even if he hadn't picked the girl back from the mountains, she would never starve to death.

His hunch was correct.

If nothing else, the girl's familiarity with all kinds of plants is terrifying, as if it is not a memory but an instinct engraved in her body.

Guichen stood up, silently plucked a burnt taro flower and stuffed it into his mouth.

He can't pull out turnips, but fortunately he can still eat flowers.

Ying Baoyue smiled and looked at the somewhat autistic teenager, "It seems that you like it a lot, this sweet ......"

However, before she could finish speaking, a crisp and immature male voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Sister, sweet!"

The voice was fleeting, leaving only the cold moonlight in front of him.

Ying Baoyue was stunned, and suddenly clenched the clothes on her chest.

What was that just now?

Her...... Memory?