I don't know how long it took.

When He Yi opened his eyes again, he was greeted by the color of the sky.

White clouds.

He wanted to move and stand up, but his body didn't obey the call at all, only bursts of heartache came from the musculoskeletal pain of his body.

He wanted to speak, but his throat felt like it was on fire, a tearing and burning pain.

Still alive......

Although the physical pain is unbearable, He Yi is glad that in the end, it is the best mortal fetus, falling directly from such a high place, and being able to pick up a life, which is already blessed by the sky......

The cold wind slashed across He Yi's cheek like a knife, which also made his vague consciousness slightly sober.

Then, He Yi found that his body was slowly squirming.

He moved his eyes, and saw a weak back in front of him, holding a rope in his hand and pulling hard, and the other end of the rope was tied under He Yi's body.

It was a stretcher made entirely of tree branches.

Soon after, the slow wriggling stopped, and the figure in front of him seemed to let out a cry of surprise, and then threw down the rope in his hand and ran off into the distance.

He Yi heard the mournful cries of several snowbirds, and somehow, the sound was like a steel knife, piercing through his ear holes.

"Ugh!"

As soon as there was a pain in his brain, there was a hoarse cry of pain, squeezed out of He Yi's throat.

"Are you awake?"

Zhong Ci, who had just trotted back, heard He Yi's voice, his shoulders trembled suddenly, and a look of great joy burst out of his eyes, and he walked over quickly to check on He Yi's situation.

"How do you feel? What is uncomfortable?" Zhong Ci looked eagerly at He Yi's pale and haggard face, and checked He Yi's injuries while tying the wings of the snowbird with hemp rope.

He Yi gasped weakly and wanted to say, "It's uncomfortable anywhere." But the lips seemed to be sewn with needles, and they could not be opened anyway.

Helpless, he had to use all his strength and winked at Zhong Ci gently.

"It's okay, it's okay, you just need to take care of your injuries. Zhong Ci seemed to be amused by He Yi's appearance, but there were a little crystal tears hidden in the corners of her eyes, she sniffed, and then shook the two snowbirds that she had just caught in front of He Yi's eyes: "Wait, when you are full in a while, you will have strength." ”

She sat beside He Yi like this, holding a ball of clean white snow in the palm of her hand, and when it melted, she stretched out a little finger and gently placed it on He Yi's chapped and pale lips.

A slightly warm liquid flowed into He Yi's mouth along his fingertips, sweet and fragrant.

“......”

He Yi wanted to say thank you, but unfortunately he couldn't speak......

It has been two full days since He Yi fell into a coma.

From two days ago, shortly after He Yi fell into the sinkhole, Zhong Ci also ran down the road to the bottom of the sinkhole, found He Yi who had fainted, and made a stretcher with a tree branch, and pulled He Yi out of the sinkhole step by step.

As for the snow ghost, after sacrificing the bones to kill the ghost in its body, the snow ghost's body also fell apart and died naturally. And the formation composed of blue flying insects also disappeared after Hongling's soul flew away.

Come fast, go fast.

Zhong Ci didn't know what was going on, and she didn't want to know anymore.

As long as he's alive......

Life in the wild is already commonplace for Zhong Ci, who has been running in barren places all year round to find ghosts and eliminate ghosts.

The two snowbirds were skillfully stripped of their feathers by her, and they were smoked on the fire, and after a while, a faint smell of roasted meat spread out.

She ripped off a roasted snowbird wing, small

The inner bone of the heart wing was torn into small pieces and put into He Yi's mouth little by little.

"Eat it. She said softly.

When he was about to urge, he found that He Yi's eyelids, which had not been opened for a short time, were closed again at this time, and he fell asleep deeply......

Zhong Ci was stunned and sighed wordlessly.

After the snow ghost dissipated, the temperature near Lijia Village finally returned to normal, the temperature warmed up, and the sun was shining.

Zhong Ci dragged a comatose He Yi, coupled with the lack of physical strength caused by the lack of food, so he walked very slowly, for two days and two nights, before he reached Lijia Village.

She found a deserted house at random, dragged He Yi onto a wooden bed, and wanted to go out to find some medicinal herbs to help He Yi recuperate, of course, if she could find a carriage, it would be great.

It can be regarded as luck, in the medicine shop in the village, there happened to be some medicinal materials that conditioned the muscles and bones were taken away by the villagers in time, and their Zhong family's carriage was still in the place where the goods were hoarded, although the materials on the car had already been emptied, but this also gave the comatose He Yi a vacant place.

It was getting late and it was inconvenient to walk, so she first lit a fire outside the house and fried the herbs on the spot.

...... ......

Inside the house.

He Yi's eyelids trembled slightly, as if he had had an extremely long dream.

In the dream, a pitch-black figure kept hovering around him, and from time to time let out a crisp and pleasant laughter, which was also extremely familiar.

Many, many previous pictures, with this figure, appeared in front of him one by one like a marquee, strange but familiar, but the shadow seemed to be integrated with these pictures, not abrupt at all.

The picture in front of him stopped suddenly, and He Yi saw a gorgeous temple with the golden body of the big Buddha, with a Zen master Pudu, monks chanting, and incense burning.

Inside the door, a kind woman was holding the bamboo stick she had just asked for in one hand and a little girl's hand in the other, asking the Zen master for the sign.

The picture is calm and peaceful.

"It's ...... Ming Chan Temple?"

He Yigang wanted to walk over, but the picture didn't give him a chance, and he turned sharply again.

The temple is on fire, the blood-colored remnant sun, the blood beads on the golden body Buddha are all over the place, the Zen master monk is the first round temple, under the reflection of the setting sun, even the blood in this temple also seems a little sacred.

Bang!

At this moment, a burly general, armed with a blood-stained long-handled knife, pushed open the ruined temple gate.

When he saw the two figures of the old man and the young man who fell in the pool of blood, he looked up to the sky with grief and indignation, and fell to the ground weakly, and then he was surrounded by countless golden armor guards.

In the picture, everyone's faces are surrounded by a layer of haze, except for the little girl in the pool of blood, but her appearance is clear.

"Sister......

He Yi in the dream called softly, and there were cold tears in the corners of his eyes.

......

"Well, don't be afraid, my sister is here......"

The moon is hazy and the candlelight is dim, rendering Zhong Ci's side face a very charming red.

Although it is not as beautiful as the red sleeves, it is very heroic, and the temperament that does not let the eyebrows be shaved is far from being comparable to the red sleeves.

She gently stretched out a slender finger and flicked away the tears from the corner of He Yi's eyes.

The man in front of him, who is in a high position, commands tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, can completely destroy the Zhao family within three days with the body of a mortal and the power of lightning.

I don't want such an iron-fisted person to be so vulnerable......

But who could his sister be?

Zhong Ciwu remembered that the beautiful woman holding He Yi's arm in front of the dream tower was stunned.

"Don't think about it. ”

After a moment, a little bit of a little woman's shyness rose on her face for no reason, but

I don't know who I'm talking to.

Immediately after, she took a small sip of the potion into her mouth, and then lightly imprinted it on He Yi's lips......

...... ......

In the early morning of the second day, He Yi woke up in a burst of dazzling light.

The pain was still severe, but it had lessened a lot, and it was not as unbearable as it was yesterday.

So, he tried to move his body, but after trying for a long time, he could only barely lift one hand, and that's it.

"Are you awake?" Zhong Ci, who was asleep, noticed He Yi's abnormal movement and woke up suddenly.

She was lying on He Yi's shoulder all night, and Xu Wei remembered the mouth-to-mouth feeding of He Yi's injury medicine last night, and her pretty face was flushed.

"What's wrong with you?" He Yi looked at her like that, and felt a little funny.

Moistened by the potion, he was able to speak, but his voice was still extremely weak.

"No, nothing. Zhong Ci's face turned even redder, and he quickly twisted his head to the side, and said in a disguise: "How is your health? Are you hungry? There is still some surplus food in this house, I'll go and cook you some porridge." ”

With that, she walked briskly towards the inner room.

“......”

Unable to move, He Yi became a person with nothing to do for a while, but fortunately he closed his eyes and tried to recall the extremely real dream last night.

Mingzen Temple ...... It must be the Ming Zen Temple there.

As for the people around him, although he can't see clearly, he must be his father and mother.

On that day ten years ago, He Yi's house was besieged, and after the bloody road, he led the army straight into the imperial city, while his father went to Mingchan Temple alone to find his mother and sister.

At that time, the elixir and sacrificial bones were still worn on my father's body, and they were not handed over to myself.

And the time that was really handed over to him was transferred to He Yi by the hands of Old Lady Zhou the day before he was imprisoned.

Therefore, what happened in the Ming Chan Temple, the Immortal Pill and the sacrifice bones are also witnesses.

"But why did you choose to tell me about this at this time through a dream?" He Yi couldn't understand that after so many years, he didn't want to remember it.

However, he finally understood what happened that day, and why he was easily caught with his father's powerful skills.

He wants to be with his mother and sister......

"Also, why is the appearance of the father and mother in the dream blurred, but the appearance of the sister is so clear?" He Yi wondered in his heart.

If this matter is something that Shen Dan or Shegu took the initiative to tell him, then what did he want to hint at leaving his sister's appearance?

He Yi's sister was born with a strange disease.

This disease is not a life-threatening terminal disease, but a rare disease called "life-stopping".

True to its name.

His sister stopped growing at the age of ten, both in height and appearance.

When He Yi was just born, his sister was a ten-year-old child, and when she was fifteen or sixteen years old, she was still a ten-year-old child's body, and there was no change in the slightest.

Even He Yi, who was the champion at the beginning, was slightly inferior to his sister in terms of resourcefulness.

"Could it be...... Is my sister still alive?"

Yes!

He thought of the golden-armored guards who rushed into the Mingchan Temple in the dream, and they were obviously the people of Shi Zheng, the general of the Zhenguo.

With his friendship with his father, if he finds that his sister still has a trace of breath, he will definitely choose to hide the truth!

Definitely!

Thinking of this, He Yi's long-dormant heart suddenly rose with a fire, so that his body began to tremble involuntarily.