Chapter 7: The years flow silently like a river
Wake up slowly, and see a strange scene, small pavilions, low cabinets, and a screen and a half-covered small window. Cigarettes curling and soft beds.
I'm not dead? He helped his somewhat drowsy forehead and sat up slowly with his hands on the bed.
Subconsciously touched the wound and wrapped it in a thick bandage. The slight sound of footsteps caught my attention, and I reached for the knife at the head of the bed, but the sharp weapon that I had always carried with me was nowhere to be found.
"Brother, brother! She's awake! "A crisp voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley recalled my mind, and I saw a little girl with a bun, inexplicably a little familiar.
There was a sound of footsteps from far and near, and a man in a long cloth shirt opened the curtain and walked in. I immediately reacted, this is the head of the Jishi Medical Shop, a famous Langzhong in this area, who has saved countless lives and helped the injured.
He walked up to me and said to me politely, "Girl, please stretch out your right hand and take your pulse below." ”
I nodded, and watched him warily the whole time, sure enough, it was just an ordinary pulse, and there was no sign of danger. He quickly withdrew his hand, brushed open a prescription, and handed it to his sister to decoction. Leaning over slightly, he saluted: "Rest more, girl, retire below." ”
"Wait!" I opened my mouth and called urgently, but after hesitating for a while, I asked softly, "What about him?" ”
"Ask the son, he had something to do for the time being, and he left in the morning, and he has not returned."
“…… Did he get hurt anywhere? ”
Lang Zhong glanced at me hesitantly and turned away: "No." ”
I took a long breath, and the big stone in my heart fell, and I closed my eyes quietly.
Lang Zhong quietly retreated at some point, and a bowl of medicinal juice on the table was steaming.
I raised my hand and lifted it, and the juice fell into my stomach with a pursed lip, bitter and indescribable, and I only frowned slightly.
It doesn't matter if he's not there, leave enough time for me to clear my mind, so that I don't have to mess up my mind when I see him again.
I may not have been in a coma for many days, but he brought me out of the deserted forest. Not much to say about the poisonous insects and beasts for the time being, just the red-clothed cultists who chased and killed were enough to eat a pot. He must have had a hard time this time, and he guessed that there was still help.
He came from Yangzhou and searched for me in the woods for several days, presumably to find out my identity. Yuling Luo has already been returned, and now that his identity has been exposed, could it be that he wants to escort me back to the house to torture and interrogate me?
There is a touch of bitterness in my heart, if this is the case, I must seize the opportunity to escape, the beggars need me, and I must repay the favor. Now is the great opportunity.
With this in mind, I propped up my crippled body and began to pack the spot, and after quickly cleaning up, I pushed open the window and jumped down. He was so weak that he stumbled and almost fell.
Standing firmly, when he raised his eyes, he saw the figure as bright as the moon at the end of the alley.
He was dressed in a clear yellow robe, three thousand green silk were tied high, his eyebrows were clear and far-reaching, like a landscape painting, and he had a look that I couldn't understand. In a gesture, the poem is cut for the god jade for the bone. He stared at me inexplicably, and I looked back at him stupidly, and the two of them seemed to easily stand on opposite shores, with a silent river of time flowing in between. It seems that there is a wind blowing, shaking down a tree of locust stamens drifting, it is like a spring pear blossom over the snow for a moment, we look at each other when we are young, and there are layers of mountain flowers in full bloom.
Did he lose some weight? The expression was also a little tired, mixed with a touch of sorrow.
The corners of his robe swayed lightly, and he walked towards me step by step, and I forgot to reflexively flee the way, but I hoped to be drunk in this moving picture.
After all, time did not freeze as I wished, and when I came back to my senses, he had already walked in front of me, and he understood what I was wearing in this outfit, sighed lightly, and slowly raised his warm palm and gently pressed it on my hair. Such a familiar and intimate action made my heart warm and speechless.
"Why don't you stay in the infirmary and heal?" His voice and the clear breeze reached my ears, "It's so naughty, it can't be healed." ”
After all the years, he even treated me like a child.
"I've sent a message to the beggars, so you can meditate and recuperate for some time."
I subconsciously stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Victory?"
Without a trace, he withdrew his arm from my grip, and a smile curled into his lips: "The Battle of Zhanbao Garan has been completely won, and the Cardinal Sect has further retreated, and has retreated to the area of the Aoi Battalion. ”
A sense of relief appeared on my face, and I ignored the slight tremor of his right hand that retracted into the cuffs, and then remembered something, raised my head and asked him, "You came to arrest me and go back for interrogation?"
He seemed to smile slightly: "No." ”
"That ......," I crashed into his starry eyes.
"I've come to see an old man." There was a slight fluctuation in the words, and he was pressed down.
“…… Is that man a man or a woman? Without thinking about it at all, I rushed out, and a faint sourness lingered in my heart.
He only smiled and did not speak, and his noncommittal expression made me feel depressed for a while, I guessed it, hum.
He took my hand with his left hand and chuckled, "Go back." Promise me not to run around again. ”
I was in a trance for a while, and unconsciously agreed. A little joy rose in my heart.
He is such a person, with just one sentence, he can easily make me happy and make me sad.