Chunmiao found a piece of cloth and moistened it in the medicinal wine and gently wiped it for Zhao Ming, the movements of his hands were very careful, for fear that he would accidentally touch the wound of the man in front of him bigger, and at this time, the miserable wound on Zhao Ming's neck also made Chunmiao a little unable to get down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman came out of the back room, saw her daughter's cautious and light look, and wanted to step forward and take the cloth in her daughter's hand and wipe it herself, but Chunmiao refused, she raised her head to look at her mother, the resolute look in her eyes made the woman's outstretched hand retract again, looking at the daughter who lowered her head and carefully wiped the wounds of the bald youth, the woman finally sighed and said nothing, turned to her husband who was sitting at the door......

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Zhao Ming slowly opened his eyes, he didn't know how long he had been asleep, he knew that he had encountered a crisis in the desert, and seemed to think of a lot of people and things that he didn't want to think about or that had been buried deep in his heart, and the things that he couldn't figure out were also thought of in an instant, and then he fell into darkness, he tried hard to open his eyes, the whole eyelid seemed to have been glued, and it took him all his strength to make a simple move, but in the end he still opened his eyes.

"Where is this?" Zhao Ming struggled to prop up his body, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, he kept thinking about whether he had come to this place, he still clearly remembered that he was still in the desert when he finally fell, but how did he wake up and come to such a strange place, he wanted to turn his head to look at the surrounding environment, but as soon as he moved his head, there was a sharp pain in his neck, which made the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth twitch, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Outside the door, a voice in the room seemed to be heard, just when Zhao Ming was about to move his body to the ground, a footstep came from outside the door, Zhao Ming raised his head with difficulty and looked at the door, and soon a woman walked in.

"Little brother, are you awake?" the woman couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Zhao Ming sitting up, but she quickly said with a smile.

However, Zhao Ming's face was at a loss, because he really couldn't understand a word of this woman's words, but he could also see from the other party's smiling face that the other party had no ill will towards him, and judging from the situation at this moment, he was probably treated by the other party, Zhao Ming was also very grateful when he thought of this.

Just as Zhao Ming was about to get out of bed to thank the woman for saving her life, there was another rush of footsteps outside the door.

"You... Are you awake?" Soon a little girl's head stretched in, and when she saw that Zhao Ming had already sat up, she said excitedly.

This time Zhao Ming understood, because this little girl spoke the language of the Great Song Dynasty, although there were still some discrepancies in the tone, but Zhao Ming was still able to hear the meaning of the words with difficulty.

Zhao Ming wanted to nod, but soon he knew that it was a very difficult thing for him to even nod at the moment, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he still spoke: "Thank you girl, aunt for saving your life......"

Hearing Zhao Ming's words, the little girl who just stuck out her head and came in suddenly turned red, and her head shrank back.

Although the woman can't speak the language of the Han people, she can still understand it, after all, her father-in-law is Han, since marrying into this family, she has slowly been able to understand Chinese, after hearing Zhao Ming's thanks and her daughter's shyness, the woman's face couldn't help but show a heartfelt smile.

Zhao Ming spent the next few days under the care of the mother and daughter, no way, his head was not able to move much at this time, and even the shy little girl was fed him with a bowl when he ate these days, Zhao Ming was a little embarrassed at first, but when he found that he really couldn't go to eat by himself, he finally accepted the result.

Chunmiao didn't have the shyness and shyness of the previous few days, and gradually became familiar with Zhao Ming's existence, every day she would help the man she picked up from outside to bask in the sun, and feed him herself when eating, if he didn't have to insist, she would even have to help when she was relieved, so after a few days, Chunmiao gradually lost the shyness of the strange man in front of her.

"Do you still want to drink?" Chunmiao took the bowl, picked up the kettle, and said to Zhao Ming, who was sitting there, to half a bowl of water.

Zhao Ming shook his head gently, after today's cultivation, Zhao Ming's head has been able to do some simple movements, but it can't be too large, the speed of recovery is not fast, this is inseparable from Zhao Ming's innate body, and it is also inseparable from the magical medicinal wine left by Grandpa Chunmiao.

Zhao Ming found that the medicinal wine was extraordinary when Chunmiao wiped the medicinal wine for him again after he woke up, which may be the reason for the long time, Zhao Ming found that the medicinal effect of this medicinal wine was not far from the medicinal effect of his original treasure wine, but his treasure wine had been exhausted, and he didn't even continue to carry the gourd made of extraterrestrial meteoric iron.

"Chunmiao girl, you don't have to accompany the poor monk like this all the time, you go and rest, the poor monk will bask in the sun in this courtyard, if you want to enter the house, the poor monk can go in by himself......" Looking at Chunmiao, who put down the tea bowl and was about to get busy, Zhao Ming hurriedly dissuaded and said.

Chunmiao raised his head and looked at Zhao Ming, who was still lying there, and lowered his head and started his own business, Zhao Ming could only shake his head and smile bitterly when he saw this, in fact, it was not the first time he had said such a thing, but this half-grown little girl had always been by his side to help him do everything at any time.

Seeing that Chunmiao couldn't listen to his words again, Zhao Ming could only sigh and shake his head, and he didn't continue to insist, he continued to lie there and raised his head to look at the sun, the days of the past few days were basically spent like this, the room was a little dark, so he didn't want to stay inside, as long as he had time, he would sit outside like this and watch the unchanging sun.

In the past few days, Zhao Ming felt that he had spent the most relaxed days, which had an indispensable relationship with the 'death' a few days ago, after escaping from the hands of death, he suddenly thought a lot clearly, everything that had been buried in his heart before was also excavated by him, Zhao Ming felt that there seemed to be a lot of things in his heart that were put down by himself all of a sudden, which made him feel more relaxed than ever, and, the key thing is that he felt that his internal cultivation that had not advanced an inch for a long time had a trace of fluctuation......