Chapter Seventy-One: The Story
Ling Hu Heng was in a coma for a long time before he woke up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bean-sized candle swaying gently, and then looked around, but it was a room that was not luxurious, and a screen blocked his vision, Ling Hu Heng struggled to sit up, and slowly ran his spiritual power, but was pleasantly surprised to find that his spiritual power had increased slightly.
"What's going on?"
Ling Huheng thought back to what had happened before, and a wry smile appeared in his heart, and he said secretly: "That's all I can do for her, right?"
With a sadness in his heart, he sighed, slowly carried Zhou Tian, and recovered his spiritual power.
I don't know how long it took for Ling Hu Heng to slowly collect his work and get up with his shoes on. After crossing the screen, he found that his "Biyue" fairy sword was quietly placed on a table of eight immortals, and on the table lay a simple face sleeping soundly - who else was not Wu Zhen?
Ling Huheng felt amused for a while, shook his shoulders in the past, and said teasingly: "Big man, saliva is flowing out!"
Wu Zhen sat up sleepily, rubbed his eyes, and exclaimed in surprise: "Senior brother, are you awake?"
Ling Huheng let out a "hmm", put the "Biyue" fairy sword on his back, and then slowly asked, "Where is this?"
Wu Zhen saw that Ling Huheng woke up unscathed, and that little bit of drowsiness had already been thrown out of the clouds, and said while smiling stupidly: "This is Senior Brother Lin's home. ”
This was very unexpected to Hu Heng, "Oh?"
Ling Hu Heng thought about it for a while, but he couldn't think of a reason. I had to ask, "What happened to me when I was unconscious, and who saved me?"
Wu Zhen said: "After you fell unconscious, we found out that it was the attack of the Demon Gate. ”
Ling Hu Heng was a little stunned: "Demon Gate?"
"Well, it's the Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate. It seems that what is the name, what is Linglong, she led someone to intercept us, and I don't know how she found out that we got the miracle medicine. ”
Linghu Heng said: "Demon Gate, how can it be a Demon Gate, or a holy woman...... Eh, could it be her?" Thinking that the Demon Gate Holy Maiden Linglong was most likely the woman who was disguised as a man who had been "attacked" by Ling Hu Heng before, Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but feel embarrassed on his face, and hurriedly coughed a few times. He continued, "And how did you escape?"
Wu Zhen vividly described how Lin Jiandi outwitted the people of the Demon Gate and how he was a husband and became a man, and he was even happier than he had beaten away the people of the Demon Gate.
But Ling Hu Heng still had doubts: "How could the Demon Gate let us go so lightly." Is there something left behind?"
Wu Zhenhan said with a smile: "Probably the Demon Gate thinks that the poison in you is an incurable poison, so I won't chase it." It's also very dangerous, junior brother, what is this poison called 'colorful psychedelic dispersion'. Even Yao Lao can't detoxify! Fortunately, it's a good thing. What 'Cold Moon Ice Lotus' do you have, I heard the medicine elder say that this medicine can cure all poisons, and you will be saved. ”
When Ling Huheng heard this, he touched the little jade bottle in his arms, thinking that he had just put a little cold moon ice lotus into it on a whim that day, but he didn't expect that this unintentional move would save his own life, and he couldn't help but be afraid for a while. But if you do it again. Ling Hu Heng would still rush forward again without hesitation to block the deadly secret weapon for Yang Zhishuang, even if he died. Ling Hu Heng couldn't let Yang Zhishuang be hurt at all.
Ling Huheng looked around for a moment and continued to ask, "Then how many days have I been asleep?"
Wu Zhen smiled and said: "Senior brother, you can really sleep, you can sleep for fifteen days, and even the master is back." Seeing that you were still unconscious, I asked us to follow Senior Brother Lin back here. However, after only half a day, you woke up......"
Ling Huheng listened to Wu Zhen's nagging, and he didn't get to the point for a long time, so he couldn't help but interrupt him: "Senior Brother Lin, what about them?"
Wu Zhenhan said with a smile: "It's midnight, Senior Brother Lin, they have already rested." By the way, that Miss Yang comes to see you every day, as if she is very nervous about you. ”
When Ling Huheng heard this, he felt that he was ten times more injured, and he didn't feel anything, his eyes lit up, he grabbed Wu Zhen's shoulder, and asked eagerly, "Really?"
Wu Zhen nodded and said, "It seems that I feel very guilty, she has been taking care of you most of the time in the past ten days." ”
Ling Hu Heng's eyes dimmed, knowing that he had misinterpreted Yang Zhishuang's intentions, this was not love, it was just guilt in his heart, and he wanted to make a little amend. "It turned out to be just my wishful thinking!"
Ling Hu Heng let go of Wu Zhen weakly, and suddenly he remembered something again and asked, "How is that Ling Hu Lady?"
Wu Zhen remembered this incident and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, Yao Lao said that the poison in Mrs. Linghu is very weird, and it will take two years to get completely better." ”
Ling Hu Heng frowned and said, "Is the Cold Moon Ice Lotus useless?"
Wu Zhen shook his head and said, "Yao Lao said, 'The poison in Lady Linghu was originally not a poison, but a tonic, and after taking too much, it became a poison. The Cold Moon Ice Lotus is just an antidote that has a miraculous effect, but it can't do anything about poisoning poisoning with a tonic that is not a poison. ’”
Ling Huheng said: "Then Qiongbi Xianzhi and Qiye Hanlian have been made into medicine?"
Wu Zhen shook his head and said, "Not yet, Yao Lao said, 'This kind of magic medicine, if you want to refine the medicine into a pill, it will take three or five months, and there can be no accidents during this period. Therefore, Master and Uncle Feng are both protecting the Dharma for Yao Lao, so Master asked us to follow Senior Brother Lin back here first. ”
Only then did Ling Huheng understand the cause and effect of the matter, and sat at the table of the Eight Immortals in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. At this time, Wu Zhen yawned and said, "Senior brother, your injury is just right, go and rest, I'm going to sleep too......"
After speaking, Wu Zhen stood up, walked out of the door, and closed the door with him.
Wu Zhen didn't know how long it took to go, Ling Hu Heng slowly stood up, pushed open the door, and a faint ray of moonlight came in, Ling Hu Heng slowly paced out, and found that there was a small courtyard in front of him, and the yard was full of flowers and plants, a thriving scene.
It's a pity that Ling Huheng has no intention of appreciating it. He leaped over the roof of the house and reclined on the tiles. Holding his head in his hands, he stared fixedly at the crooked waning moon......
At this time, a Qianying had no intention of sleeping, dressed in white, standing quietly in the courtyard, like Ling Huheng, silently looking at the wolf tooth moon. Isn't this Yang Zhishuang, who is Yang Da Beauty?
Long. Yang Damei sighed faintly, and said in her heart: "How should this be good? I understand the mind of the fox boy, but my heart is no longer there." Alas......"
"I don't know what Sister Yang is sighing about?" A crisp voice came from behind, Yang Zhishuang turned around and found a beautiful young woman with a big belly looking at her with a smile.
Yang Zhishuang lowered his neck and said, "Senior Sister Yan." Why are you here?"
The beautiful young woman moved the lotus step lightly. came to Yang Zhishuang's side, took Yang Zhishuang's slender hand, and asked with concern, "Sister Yang, but there is something in her heart?"
Yang Zhishuang didn't dare to look at the eyes of the beautiful young woman, spit out her lotus tongue, and said, "Senior Sister Yan, I ......"
Senior Sister Yan smiled slightly, took Yang Zhishuang's soft twing, and said softly, "Come." Sit down first. With that, he walked to the stone table in the courtyard. Sit down.
Yang Zhishuang hesitated for a while in her heart and sat down.
Senior Sister Yan smiled and said, "What is it that makes Sister Yang, who is as beautiful as a fairy, so embarrassed? Let Senior Sister guess, is it not for the word 'love'?"
Yang Zhishuang raised his head in amazement, and hurriedly lowered his head, as if the child who had done something wrong was caught red-handed, and he was so ashamed that he even turned red. Senior Sister Yan observed her words and looks, and knew that her observations and guesses today were correct, and she sighed slightly in her heart, but said quietly on the surface: "Sister Yang, are you willing to listen to a story?"
Yang Zhishuang hung his head, almost inaudible "um", and quietly listened to Senior Sister Yan's words.
Senior Sister Yan's eyes were confused for a while, and she fell into her own memories: "Once upon a time, there was a little girl, although she was born in a big family, she was weak and sickly since she was a child, and she was sent to the Ancient Sword Sect by her family to practice immortal arts while healing. This little girl is very sensible, she knows that she is not in good health, but she never bothers people, because of her qualifications, she was sent to the least famous teacher, and that teacher only has an apprentice under him......"
Hearing this, Yang Zhishuang, who was smart about Bingxue, already knew that the girl that Senior Sister Yan was talking about was herself, and that apprentice should be Senior Brother Lin Jian Dilin, whom she thought about day and night......
Senior Sister Yan continued: "The little girl worshiped the master, and the senior brother treated her very well, and he was obedient to her, and he did all the heavy work alone. Under the care of the master and the care of the senior brother, the little girl's body is getting better day by day, and her cultivation is not weak. But one day, the other disciples didn't know why, and wanted to come over to laugh at the master, and the senior brother went out with the master, leaving the little girl alone. The little girl was so frightened that she hid in the house and did not dare to come out, and the doormen began to throw stones. The little girl was hit in the head by them, bleeding a lot and fainting......"
Hearing this, Yang Zhishuang cried out with an "ah", and the white soft wattle tightly grasped the skirt, but Senior Sister Yan was unmoved and continued to fall into the memory: "Later, when Senior Brother came back, he saw the little girl lying in a pool of blood, so he picked up the little girl and rushed to the medical valley regardless of Qiē, kneeling outside the door for three days and three nights, just to be able to heal the little girl." After the little girl recovered from her injuries, she heard that the senior brother ran to fight with those doormen, and was punished by the head of the door to face the wall, if it wasn't for the master's desperate efforts to protect him, maybe he would have been expelled from the sect by the head of the sect. ”
At this time, Senior Sister Yan's eyes began to become very gentle, just like the sunshine in spring and the river water in autumn: "Master asked the little girl to bring food to the senior brother, and the little girl made different meals every day because she was grateful, just to want the senior brother to eat better." But the little girl had never cooked before, and it was difficult to swallow it when she tasted it herself, but the senior brother ate it with relish. The little girl's heart seemed to be dripping blood, and she began to study the dishes, and even her cultivation was slowed down, but the master saw it in his eyes, but he didn't scold, but just taught it step by step. The little girl felt that she owed a lot to her brother and a lot to her master, but they never blamed her...... Later, when the little girl grew up, she found that she could no longer do without her brother and master. After that sword meeting, my brother suddenly took me to the place where he was facing the wall and said that he loved me, and the little girl realized that she had always loved my brother deeply. However, the rules stipulate that if you are married, you must leave the sect. Therefore, they were afraid that the master would be lonely, so they did not show it to the master for a long time. But they don't know, Master already knew. Later, when the junior brother went up the mountain, the master called them over and instructed them to come down the mountain and get married. Although the little girl and her brother were very reluctant to the master, the master said that they should have their lives, and the little girl had to return to her secular home with her brother and became relatives......
After speaking, Senior Sister Yan slowly came back to her senses, and at this time, it was Yang Zhishuang's turn to fall into deep thought...... (To be continued......)
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