Fifth, Tingyun lay on the ground, a little stunned, he never thought that things would develop like this.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyebrows furrowed suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to get up. But after a pause, she sat back down, her eyebrows slowly opened, as if after a moment of overwhelm, she had a brief complex emotion. Her breathing intensified, but she quickly calmed down. Burying his head and not looking at the fifth listening cloud lying on the ground, his eyes stared at the Chiqi Shenqin in front of him.

"Heh......"

A lonely and gloomy laugh sounded, and the fifth Tingyun laughed softly, and then grabbed the rat meat wrapped in bamboo leaves, trying to get up from the ground. However, as soon as he moved slightly, he coughed violently, and he quickly covered his mouth, but the thick blood he coughed up still flowed out between his fingers.

After coughing for a while, he tried his best to use the pitiful Yuan Force of the dantian and forcibly suppressed the throbbing pain in his viscera. Struggling to get up from the ground, he stood a little slumbered to relieve the pain in his chest and abdomen, and without saying a word, he turned and walked out of the house.

Ye Zhiqiu still didn't look at the fifth listening cloud.

Click...... Fifth, Tingyun's footsteps were heavy, and he made a screeching sound when he dragged on the ground, and he seemed to have some difficulty even walking. But he still didn't say anything, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and moved out of the house step by step.

"It's Chiqi. ”

As he took five steps out the door, he heard a hesitant but firm word behind him. However, at this time, he was too unhappy in his heart, and he couldn't hear the off-string sound contained in Ye Zhiqiu's short four words, and he didn't understand that this was already Ye Zhiqiu's great concession and rare apology......

The fire, burning firewood and bamboo slips, was still crackling.

The fifth Tingyun returned to the fire with difficulty and sat down, looked at the rat meat in his hand that could no longer be eaten, and threw it directly into the flames. Mu Kun beside him was gnawing on the last bone, his mouth and hands were full of oil stains and chili powder, and some garlic could be seen on his clothes.

"Mourning, brother. ”

After eating the last piece of meat, Mu Kun lost his bones, and he didn't wipe his hands, he directly patted the fifth Tingyun's shoulder, wiped it a few times by the way, and then said to the fifth Tingyun with a sympathetic look.

Fifth Tingyun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sure enough, this cheap thing is terrifyingly contagious." ”

Mu Kun smiled, withdrew his hand that had been wiped almost clean, and said, "Fifth Tingyun, I don't like to listen to what you say, I am afraid that your kid will be deeply affected and collapse, so I will comfort you." ”

The fifth Tingyun said: "This is not a reason for you to be cheap. ”

"You ......"

When it comes to quarrels and hurting people, the fifth Tingyun, who has been practicing hard work for half a year in Xiaoxiang Academy, will not take Mu Kun in his eyes at all. Thesis talent, taste, elegance, and knowledge, the fifth Tingyun didn't dare to compare with Mu Kun, but Mu Kun wanted to attack people's strengths with his own shortcomings, which made the fifth Tingyun embarrassed not to teach him a lesson.

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For the next five days, Li Chengcheng was still asleep as always.

However, what gradually reassured Mu Kun was that Li Chengcheng's injuries were gradually improving, and his complexion was slowly returning to ruddy, which was a sign that his body had recovered. Having said that, Li Tingcheng's injury this time was really not shallow, with Ye Zhiqiu's "Yangchun" song for ten consecutive days of treatment, plus a large number of pills that Mu Kun carried with him, but it still failed to make Li Tingcheng wake up.

It's unimaginable that if there were no Mu Kun's elixir and the song "Yangchun", Li Chengcheng might really have to break through the ghost gate this time.

For five days, Ye Zhiqiu was still as usual, cold, except for a trip every morning when Mu Kun and Fifth Tingyun were still asleep, the rest of the time was spent sitting in the tree house with the qin and meditating with his eyes closed. Her injuries recovered the fastest, as evidenced by the significant improvement in her healing ability when she played "Yang Chun".

She still didn't communicate with the Fifth Tingyun and Mu Kun, and in the past, she would still stare at the Fifth Tingyun as a warning or threat. But since that time, she hasn't looked at the fifth hearing cloud with a straight eye.

Ye Zhiqiu is wandering outside, and he seems to be a dispensable person.

However, Mu Kun and Fifth Tingyun, two former enemies, can go in and out together these days, and they have a good relationship just like brothers and friends. Since they tasted the delicious roasted bamboo rats with sticks that day, they have always gone to the small bamboo forest to catch mice, or go down to the river to catch fish, and then Mu Kun can always make a delicious meal by listening to the clouds and making efforts. In addition to the two meat dishes, bamboo rat and river fish, they also found that there are many edible blades of grass growing in this canyon, although they can't name them, but they taste good after roasting them yellow.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and time flies.

At first, they remembered the time they lived in the canyon, but over time, they didn't bother to remember, but vaguely felt that the outside world should have rejuvenated and begun to warm up.

In the evening of this day, Mu Kun and Fifth Tingyun set up a barbecue grill in the old place outside the tree house.

Hanging from the shelf was a "small iron pot" the size of two palms, which Mu Kun had converted from the iron jar containing soju in his Sumeru ring. This small iron pot is the artifact they rely on to survive these days, thanks to it, they can also boil some broth, especially fish soup, which is not only delicious, but also nourishing, and the two of them like it very much.

The two of them squatted by the fire one on the left and one on the right, Mu Kun guarded the soup pot that was gradually boiling, and the fifth Tingyun kept turning the stick in his hand. The umami of the fish soup and the scent of the bamboo rat mix together, diluting the ubiquitous floral scent around it.

Fifth, Tingyun tore off a small piece of rat meat and tasted it, and felt that it was already roasted, so he first tore off a third of it and wrapped it in a large blade of grass that had been washed. After putting it aside, he divided the remaining rat meat into two, handed half to Mu Kun beside him, and kept half for himself.

Mu Kun took the rat meat and glanced at the figure in the tree house, and in the dim night, he only saw that the shadow was still sitting motionless. He retracted his gaze and whispered, "Brother, I wonder, why are you doing this? Don't say that I didn't remind you, people have made it clear that you don't want to bird you, and you are too contemptuous and self-deprecating." ”

Fifth, Tingyun was stunned for a moment and did not answer.

"I know I'm uncomfortable saying that, but there are some things I think I should say to you. Mu Kun continued, "Although we may not be able to be friends when we go out, at least I don't have so many eyes here, I really can't stand it, it's not worth it for you." ”

Unexpectedly, Mu Kun would say this, and the fifth Tingyun smiled slightly and said, "Brother Mu, you think too much." ”

"I think too much?" Mu Kun couldn't help but raise his voice, "You divide the food into three portions every day, don't you want to make a good impression on the girl, don't you want something to happen? Brother, I'm from here, I can't see your little bit of caution clearly? However, how many days have passed, has she touched what you left there? even once?"

Mu Kun seemed to be a little excited, but under the signal of the fifth Tingyun's eyes, he forcibly suppressed his voice and muttered in a low voice.