With both hands bent and holding Feng Yin steadily, Wu Jifeng followed Master Wuyan to the next room.

Walking to the side of the bed in a few steps, Wu Jifeng bent down and carefully placed Feng Yin on the bed.

Carefully covered the quilt for her, and combed the broken hair on her forehead for her, Wu Jifeng looked at her with a heavy mood for a long time before taking her right hand out of the quilt and placing it on the side of the bed, standing up and letting it aside.

After entering the house, Master Silent walked to the window, placed the incense burner on the windowsill on the right side of the door, and then turned and went out again. When I came back, I had two more sweat towels soaked in cold water.

Closing the door carefully, Master Silent walked to the side of the bed with two sweat towels.

But the Silent Master didn't notice it, and at the moment when the door was about to close, a shadow like white light rushed into the room from his head like lightning, hovering around the roof and landing accurately on the head of Fengyin's bed.

The white light was extremely shallow and faint, and there was no sound at all when it moved, and even the two extremely keen people, Master Wuyan and Wu Jifeng, did not notice its existence.

While Master Wuyan handed out one of the sweat towels with his right hand, Wu Jifeng skillfully reached out and took it.

There was no verbal or eye contact between the two, but this action had been done too many times, and the two of them were already very proficient.

Raising his hand to cover his face, the Wordless Master suddenly became cold, and his head became sober. After applying it for a while, I rubbed my eyes vigorously with it, and when I felt that my spirit was almost recovered, I took the sweat towel off my face and put it on the low table next to the bed.

Glancing at Wu Jifeng, who was still standing beside him in a daze, Master Wuyan sat on the stool and instructed: "You can also wipe your face and be sober, don't be confused by this spice." Don't forget, our girl is still counting on you to take her to the night market at night. ”

Wu Jifeng didn't speak, raised his hand to cover his face with a sweat towel and wiped it indiscriminately, and then threw it on the low table. Turning his head to look at the sky outside the window, which was gradually beginning to blur, he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Let's start, it's going to be dark." ”

The Silent Master stopped being long-winded, nodded, and reached out to press his hand on the pulse of the wind moaning.

As soon as the master's fingers touched the wrist of the wind moan, the room fell into an eerily quiet silence.

Wu Jifeng stood aside with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and fell into waiting.

And this waiting, no matter how long it takes, is destined to be long and tormenting for him.

And in this room, in addition to him, the big white bird standing at the head of the wind whispering bed was also anxiously waiting.

Ben saw the child's face clearly, and its task was complete, and it only needed to go back and report to its master. But the doors and windows of the room were now closed, and it circled around the room several times without finding an exit from it, so it had to fly back to the head of the bed and settle down.

But the Silent Master suddenly reached out and was about to touch Feng Yin's forehead, and the big bird suddenly spread its wings and soared into the air to avoid his outstretched arm, and flew above the bed. Just the moment he opened his wings, the feathers of his left wing "snapped" and slammed into the right eye of Wind Whispering.

Some sharp stinging pain quickly rushed from his eyes to his brain, and Feng Yin frowned slightly, his fingertips flickered slightly, and he suddenly struggled out of the deep dream.

In the haze, his mind began to gradually clear, but his body was still in deep darkness, and his whole body seemed to be tied to a stone and sunk into the water, and he couldn't move.

Where is this? What am I doing? Why am I doing this?

A lot of questions poured out in his head, but Feng Yin didn't have the strength to think, let alone give himself answers.

Her first instinct was to open her eyes and see where they were, but she couldn't see any light after all her strength.

Then Feng Yin wanted to open his mouth to speak, and asked if there was anyone, but he was painfully surprised to find that his mouth was not listening to him at all, and his lips could not even move, and he could not make a sound.

Consciousness quickly began to dissipate, and Wind Groan felt herself begin to sink again, descending. And beneath him, there is a boundless dark and empty place.

At this moment, a hand slowly covered Feng Yin's forehead. The cold touch penetrated through the skin into the depths of Feng Yin's mind, like a small pebble stirring up layers of ripples on the surface of the water.

Feng Yin felt as if he had grasped the last straw in the boundless sea, and his body slowly began to float upward, but it was still extremely dark all around, and the light was still far, far away from him, untouchable.

The feeling of sinking was too suffocating and uncomfortable, and Feng Yin didn't want to experience it again, so he could only desperately control his mind to rise and float up. But drowsiness hit him in bursts, and Wind Groan felt like he would fall back if he wasn't paying attention.

At this time, the wind chant was like a wisp of soul sealed in the body, bodyless, senseless, speechless and formless, surrounded by darkness, waiting for the opportunity to leave.

Suddenly, the cold touch on his forehead disappeared, and Feng Mo panicked, feeling that he was starting to feel groggy again.

Master Silent withdrew his hand from Feng Yin's forehead, slowly breathed a sigh of relief with joy on his face, gently put Feng Yin's hand into the quilt, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt before standing up and walking towards the square table in the center of the room.

Wu Jifeng opened his eyes when he heard the voice, first glanced at the bed, and saw that there was nothing to do by himself, so he turned around and followed the wordless master over.

When the big bird saw that there was another place on the bed, he dropped his wings again. Only this time it chose a soft place, and its feet were firmly on the pillow, less than a palm's distance from the head of the wind moaning.

The weight of the big bird made the pillow tilt slightly, and the head of the wind shook slightly, and the mind was a little more sober under the excitement, but the whole body still did not have any strength, and it could not move.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, some eager and some frequent, as if it was close but yet far away from a dream.

Feng Yin still recognized it in a daze, this voice was from the uncle.

"How's it going, is there anything wrong with her body?"

There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and Feng Yin eagerly wanted to shout to his uncle, wanting to tell him that he was here, that he couldn't move, and wanted him to hurry up and help him, but no matter how eager he was, he still couldn't open his mouth.

At this moment, another voice came, and Feng Yin listened carefully, it was the master of speechlessness.

"Don't worry, in my opinion, the girl's body is not much different from before. ”

Girl, who are they talking about? Feng Yin felt that the title was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere. But my brain is very confused, and I always feel as if I know who it is, but I can't remember anything.

At this time, the uncle's voice sounded again, and Feng Yin no longer thought about who the girl was, but only listened to what he said.

"There's no big difference?" said after a puzzled pause, "That means it's okay if you don't take the medicine?"

Medicine, the wind is confused, what is medicine? What are they talking about?

Suddenly curious about the conversation between the two, Feng Yin gradually forgot about what he couldn't move, and began to listen to their conversation quietly.

Perhaps it was because the surroundings were no longer quiet, and the wind did not have to try to control it this time, and the mind stayed and did not dissipate.

Master Wuyan looked at Wu Jifeng, and his expression was not very sure: "Judging from the current pulse, this is right." It's just that we don't know how long the girl has stopped, so I'm not sure for sure. ”

Wu Jifeng quickly comprehended the meaning of the Wordless Master, turned his head to look at Feng Yin, and asked, "What about her memory?"

Feng Yin is even more confused, what is this "heart washing water"?

Master Wuyan followed his gaze and shook his head slowly, "I'm not sure, but judging from the pulse, the girl's body is a little stronger than before, especially the heart and brain." ”

"Hearts and brains?"

Wu Jifeng retracted his gaze and looked at the Speechless Master in shock, is this really the case?

Master Wuyan looked into his eyes and said bluntly: "The clarity of the brain mainly lies in thinking and remembering, thinking in the present, and remembering in the past. But what the girl thinks about and how much she remembers, I can't help you confirm it. ”

Wu Jifeng still didn't give up, and continued to ask: "'Washing the heart', is there really a solution?"

Master Wuyan shook his head and sighed: "I don't know if the 'Heart Washing Water' has solved it, but I can't diagnose any traces of any other drug residues from the girl's pulse." With a slightly apologetic chuckle, he added, "It seems that I can't help you this time." ”

Wu Jifeng sighed deeply, finally nodded and accepted the facts in front of him.

What are thoughts and memories? Feng Yin was even more dizzy by his words, and he only felt that the master's Zen theory was really good.

Wu Jifeng hid the regret in his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Master Wuyan absently, and said with a smile, "If you can tell me this, you have already done me a great favor." In a blink of an eye, he looked at Feng Yin again, and said with emotion, "What's more, if you hadn't helped me in the past four years, how could I be sure that Feng Yin was safe or not?"

Suddenly hearing his name, Feng Yin's heart jumped wildly in shock. Under this startle, there was a sudden loud "bang" in his head like an explosion, and his thoughts began to gather, and his memories returned to their places.

Pictures passed through his mind, and Feng Yin completely sobered up, it turned out that the "girl" turned out to be herself, and it turned out that the person in their words had always been herself.

But what are they talking about?

Could it be that Uncle Ji has been worried about his body for so long? Is it because of Mr. Ji's medicine? So, the medicine is not something that Uncle wants to give himself.

A glimmer of hope ignited in his heart, and Feng Yin couldn't help but think, perhaps, Uncle never thought of hurting himself.

Before Feng Yin could sort out his thoughts, the voice of the Silent Master came from a distance again.

He smiled and shook his head slightly, "I'm just checking her pulse every month, and I haven't even opened a prescription in the past four years." ”

Wu Jifeng suddenly laughed extremely happily and said, "You don't know, every time I hear you say that she is safe, how happy I am." ”