Although the lethality of this natural gas bag is not as strong as that of a bomb, in ancient times when cold weapons were king, it can be regarded as a simple version of the bomb with great lethality.

Qin Min's heart couldn't help but feel a little hot.

I also have to find a time to make some ignition wires and stick them on the air bag.

There is no ignition wire, and this gas bag will detonate at a moment, and I am afraid that it will be her own burning at that time.

However, even if it is not made into a bomb, natural gas can be very useful.

You only need to find a relatively long medical trachea, insert it into the gas bag, and draw out the natural gas, and you can light a fire to cook and cook without cutting wood and chopping wood.

Before Qin Min had time to be happy, he only felt his heart churning, and the nausea caused by suffocation before surged to his throat again.

This state of fatigue and nausea will take a day or two to recover as before.

Fu Minglai didn't look at Qin Min, he looked down at her basket, just those few herbs, they were no different from the appearance when he left.

"Why did you pick it for a long time to get such a point?"

He saw a few herbs in her basket that he hadn't picked, "Are you looking for these weird-looking herbs, when I just came over, I saw how many more there were." ”

Qin Min suppressed the nausea in his chest and said slowly: "No, these herbs are enough, I'd better go back to the cave." ”

Her limbs were still weak, but she barely regained some strength, and after walking a few steps at this moment, her head began to feel dizzy again, and her chest was a little churning and faintly gagging.

In her current state, it would be nice to be able to insist on walking back to the cave where she was stationed, and where she could pick herbs everywhere.

Fu Ming came to see that she really didn't want to pick herbs, so he said, "Then let's go back." ”

Qin Min followed behind him, didn't pay attention to the mud puddle under his feet, stepped on the air, and threw himself forward directly, slamming into Fu Minglai's back.

Qin Min was already dizzy, and he was dizzy at the moment when he was hit by this back that was as hard as a stone.

Fu Minglai was about to turn around, the clothes on his back were suddenly grabbed, and he only heard a soft voice behind him.

Qin Min gritted his teeth, "Don't move, just stand." ”

I feel like I'm going to vomit again if I move again.

She rested her forehead against her muscular back, trying to soothe the intense nausea in her chest.

Fu Minglai stood motionless, looking at the large saline-alkali land in front of him, and his expression was indifferent and he did not speak.

After a moment, Qin Min slowly loosened his clothes, took a step back, and said slowly, "Okay, let's go back to the cave." ”

Fu Minglai turned to look at her and stretched out his hand to her.

Qin Min looked at his palm, a puzzled look on his face.

Fu Ming looked at the somewhat haggard and gloomy little face, and said lightly, "I'll take you back." ”

Qin Min thought about his physical condition, and still put his hand on his palm.

Fu Minglai picked up Qin Min in one hand, her rattan basket in the other, and a rattan basket of his own behind him, and returned to the cave where he was stationed.

Fu Ming came to the cave and leaned down to put Qin Min on the bed, but she grabbed her clothes tightly and stuck to her body.

Qin Min grabbed him tightly, for fear that he would touch the bed, and said quickly: "You put me on the side of the bed, I want to change my clothes." ”

She was covered in mud, how could she lie on the bed, or on someone else's precious animal skin,

When Fu Minglai heard this, he put her on the side of the bed, then turned around and walked out of the cave.

Qin Min didn't stain the flat animal skin and breathed a sigh of relief.

She found the clothes she brought, lifted her heavy limbs, changed her clothes and fell on Fu Minglai's bed, not wanting to move at all.

Fu Minglai returned to the cave, found a water bladder and handed it to her, watched her drink it, and then said slowly: "Are you better?" ”

Qin Min nodded.

Fu Ming came to see her regain her strength, and then asked lightly, "Did you fall hard?" How did you become so weak that you couldn't even walk? ”

Qin Min sat on the animal skin, his expression moved slightly, "Uh...... I ......"

Fu Minglai's eyes inadvertently swept over her feet, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Why are your feet so red?" ”

Qin Min thought for a while, "Maybe I've walked too much in the past few days, and I've climbed Salt Mountain." ”

The salt mountains and saline soil feel like cobblestone roads, even harder than cobblestones.

She thought about the rock salt and herbs, and wore the thin straw sandals, and walked for most of the day.

As a result, not to mention the pain, the soles of the feet were still very congested, red and red, and the white calves were completely two colors.

Fu Minglai frowned, the little lady's feet are still a little tender compared to them, and Hongcheng is afraid that he won't be able to walk tomorrow.

"Does it hurt?"

Qin Min looked at them in surprise instead, "Aren't you in pain?" ”

"We're used to it."

Fu Minglai thought for a while, "Is it because of foot pain that you can't walk, and you keep falling?" ”

Qin Min was stunned when he heard this, and immediately nodded.

Since he had helped her to justify herself, she didn't bother to explain anything.

Fu Minglai was silent, and said calmly: "Do you need me to help you press your feet?" ”

After all, he had learned massage techniques from her, and he knew where to quickly disperse blood and reduce swelling, which could help her relieve pain.

Qin Min shook his head, "No need, the swelling will slowly subside in a while." ”

Fu Ming looked at the soles of his feet that were red and about to drip blood, "I don't think so." ”

Qin Min glanced at the soles of her feet, although she didn't take a film, but if her feet were not soothed, she was afraid that she would get fasciitis.

"Then please press it for me."

Fu Minglai sat on the side of the bed, put the little feet in his arms, and gently pressed her feet according to the acupuncture points taught by Qin Min.

The feet were only the length of his palms, and they looked small, but they had followed them so far.

The soft soles of his feet were inadvertently scraped by the calluses on his fingers, and for a moment, it was as if they were scratched by the roots of soft and sharp feathers.

Qin Min's heart trembled, and his toes curled up unconsciously.

Suddenly something didn't feel good.

Today, the soles of my feet are more sensitive than usual, and I have a very big reaction when I touch them.

She said stiffly: "Forget it, I think it will be fine soon." ”

Fu Minglai was a little puzzled, "Am I uncomfortable pressing?" ”

Qin Min looked at him with a look of a student seeking knowledge, swallowed his saliva, and said honestly: "Force...... The force was so light that it was tickling. ”

Fu Minglai understood.

His fingers pressed the Zhaohai point on the inside of her foot, increasing his strength.

The little feet in his hands suddenly tensed, and soon there was a muffled grunt of patience.

"It's too heavy, it hurts."

Fu Minglai adjusted the strength a few more times, but he didn't press it well, he was confused, "...... Do you want me to tap or focus? ”

Qin Min just wanted to retract his feet and smiled dryly, "I want you not to press it, is that okay?" ”

With light itching and heavy pain, she realized that her feet were a whole sensitive area, and others couldn't touch them at all.

Fu Minglai clasped the slender ankle and didn't let her take it back, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll slow down a little, you relax a little." ”