I don't know if it's a few days, a few months, or a few years, Zuo Shuqing is sometimes unconscious, sometimes awake, and even if he is awake, he is still confused, for him, he can't tell whether he is awake or confused. Even, the little Zuo Shuqing no longer realized whether he was alive or dead, and occasionally there were some words in his mind.

"Is he still alive?"

"And ...... breathing"

"Is the kid dead?"

"Not ...... yet"

"How's he doing?"

"His pulse is back!"

......

"Is that kid still alive?"

"It's amazing to be alive!"

......

After listening to it a lot, Zuo Shuqing got used to it, maybe this is the world after death, and the voice of the conversation may be other dead people in this world.

Until one day, Zuo Shuqing heard a clear voice in the darkness saying, "Wake up! Wake up! Master, he's awake!"

Zuo Shuqing didn't care at first, but the voice was clearer and louder than usual, as if it was right in front of him, Zuo Shuqing was looking for the source of the sound in the dark, he wanted to see where the sound came from,

"Little brother! little brother—"

Zuo Shuqing felt that the voice was right in front of him, he struggled hard in the darkness, a light loomed, and suddenly, infinite light enveloped him - Zuo Shuqing opened his eyes.

A handsome young man was in front of him, the young man was tall, with a strong torso, unkempt hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was very energetic. Zuo Shuqing looked around, he was lying on the bed, this should be a room, the room was spacious and simple, at this moment, an old man flashed out behind the young man, the old man had white hair, but his skin was very good, his face was kind, and he was fairy.

The old man leaned over and touched Zuo Shuqing's pulse, frowned, thoughtfully, and then said to Zuo Shuqing: "Child, you are not in danger of life now, but the poison of the wilting smoke in your body is not able to move for the time being, and you will slowly recover in a few days, don't be afraid." ”

Zuo Shuqing looked at the old man's gentle appearance, looked at the old man and the young man in front of him with the same color skin as himself, a warm current surged in his heart, and he wanted to thank the old man and ask what was going on, but Zuo Shuqing moved his throat hard, but found that his tongue and throat did not obey the call, Zuo Shuqing raised his arm hard, and then moved his body hard, he was surprised to find that this body no longer belonged to him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move, Zuo Shuqing's eyes widened.

Seeing Zuo Shuqing's surprised appearance, the old man smiled and comforted: "Child, don't be afraid, you shouldn't be able to speak now, but don't worry, this is all temporary, in a few days, you should be able to speak, and then your body will gradually regain consciousness." ”

In the next dozens of days, Zuo Shuqing was still sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake, but he spent more and more time awake. When he was sober, he found that the old man first massaged his body every morning, the old man was skillful and the acupoints were grasped, Zuo Shuqing was naked, motionless, like a mold, after the old man massaged, he went up and down the needle on Zuo Shuqing's body, and the silver needles tied Zuo Shuqing into a hedgehog, but Zuo Shuqing was unconscious. An hour later, the old man took off the needle, and the young man took Zuo Shuqing off the bed and put him in a large vat in the center of another room.

Zuo Shuqing soaked in the jar for six hours a day, until the whole jar of medicinal juice was soaked into pitch black like ink, the young man took Zuo Shuqing out again, wiped his whole body with medicinal wine, and then the old man massaged Zuo Shuqing again, performed needles, and did not stop until the time of the child. Zuo Shuqing sometimes fell asleep in the needle, sometimes fell asleep in the medicine tank, and sometimes woke up and sometimes slept at night.

During these days, Zuo Shuqing learned from the mouths of the old man and the young man that this place is called Qianling Mountain, they are all monks on the mountain, and they have a sect called Lingjian Gate. The old man's name is Yu Sangyang, one of the four elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, who is good at planting and refining medicines, and has excellent medical skills, because the place where they live is called Nanyuan, so they are also called Mr. Nanyuan. The boy is his disciple, named Gao Changjiu, and it is said that Gao Changjiu is the best among the young disciples, and he already has the skill of the Seven Mountains.

Zuo Shuqing didn't know what a monk was and what the skill of the Seven Mountains was, and he didn't know where Qianling Mountain was, but looking at the complexion of the old man and the young man, he guessed that this was what his grandmother said, "the other side of the sea".

On the seventh day after Zuo Shuqing came to his senses, Zuo Shuqing was soaking in the medicine jar, and suddenly heard a stranger talking outside the house, these days Zuo Shuqing is used to hearing the voices of the old man and the young man, the old man's voice is gentle and elegant, and the young man's voice is generous and masculine, and at this moment, the voice outside the house is sharp and hoarse, and the penetration is extremely strong, it should be a long distance and shouting: "Old Yutou, are you at home?"

At this time, I heard Mr. Yu reply: "Isn't this in the medicine garden?

Then I heard Gao Chang say: "Meet Uncle Shi!"

The voice said again: "Yo! Xiao Gao is not bad, when will you break through the Seven Mountains, if you go to my Monkey Head Peak more, I will give you a few pills, you have already broken through the mountain and water realm, what herbs will you plant with Lao Yutou!

Gao Changchang said with a smile: "I will definitely visit my uncle more another day!"

Mr. Yu scolded and said, "Can you eat the Dan he refined?" Gao Chang was silent, and Mr. continued, "Yi has no regrets, you old guy hasn't been down Monkey Head Peak for more than two years, what's the matter today—hey, why don't you see the outside!? Hey, this old immortal!"

Zuo Shuqing only heard Mr. Yu complain outside the house, and suddenly a figure appeared in the house, and the next glance came to Zuo Shuqing's approach, this old man was thin and withered, like skin and bones, a small jujube kernel-shaped head, and the gray bun was very sparse, I don't know how many years it has not been washed, it has been glued together, inserted with a chopstick, two small eyes, from time to time emitting a golden light, people dare not look directly. The sharp-beaked monkey gills, pointed chin, and a lock of goatee are also glued together and even slightly yellowed because they have not been taken care of all year round.

The little old man was dressed in tatters, with patches on his clothes, and the sleeves of his left hand were still intact, but the sleeves of his right hand were almost none, only a few strips of tattered cloth hung down from his shoulders, and he held a tattered small pu fan in his hand, which kept fanning the wind. On the lower half of the body, one trouser leg is long and the other is short, and he wears a pair of broken straw sandals on his feet, one with an exposed toe and the other with an exposed heel.

Zuo Shuqing was really startled when he saw this old man, and the old man said as he came in: "Old Yutou, I specially came to see if the child died two years ago and ?—— it!

While talking, Yu Sangyang and Gao Changjiu also walked into the house, Yu Sangyang shouted: "Yi Wuregrets, don't scare the child!" and then turned his head to comfort Zuo Shuqingdao, "Don't be afraid, he is also the elder of my Spirit Sword Sect, my old immortal junior brother, called Yi Wuregrets." ”

Yi Wuregret circled around the medicine jar a few times and said, "Isn't this almost better? Why can't he still move?"

Yu Sangyang said: "Wilting smoke is a strange poison in the other world, I have tasted all kinds of herbs in the past two years, and recently found that Qihecao has an inhibitory effect on wilting smoke, but this can only be the toxin removal of his limbs and bones, and the toxins in the body have already penetrated deep into the internal organs and are difficult to remove." According to the medicinal power, after brewing this vat of begging soup today, he should be able to move tomorrow. ”

Yi Wuregret sighed: "Old Yu, you don't dare to use medicine, use more!"

Yu Sangyang said: "He is too young and too weak, I don't dare—hey, what are you doing?"

Yi Wuregret smiled and said, "Hehe, I'll add fire to you!"

Yu Sangyang suddenly saw Yi Wuregret holding a tattered small pu fan and fanning Zuo Shuqing's medicine jar twice, thinking that Yi Wuregret was going to make it bad, so he hurriedly stopped it.

It's not the same as Sangyang to stop it, Yi Wuregret has finished the fan twice, only to see a flame born out of thin air under the medicine tank, the flames went straight up to wrap the entire medicine tank, and the milky white liquid in the tank began to steam slightly, in an instant, the steam was pervasive, and after a while, the begging soup in the medicine tank began to bubble, as if boiling.

Zuo Shuqing stared, his eyes kept spinning, revealing a look of horror, Yu Sangyang wanted to extinguish the flames, Yi Wu regretted stopping the pu fan in front of him, Yu Sangyang dodged in disgust, and dusted off his clothes.

Yi Wuregret continued to smile and look at Zuo Shuqing in the tank, there were more and more bubbles in the tank, more and more dense, and the steam was getting bigger and bigger, indicating that the medicine tank was already very hot, and Zuo Shuqing was like a stewed chicken, motionless in the tank.

Suddenly, with an "ah", Zuo Shuqing screamed and jumped up from the tank, Yu Sangyang stretched out his hand, a sheet flew over and wrapped Zuo Shuqing, Gao Changjiu stepped forward to catch Zuo Shuqing and carried him back to the room.

The three of them watched Zuo Shuqing, Zuo Shuqing's body had already turned from tender white to red, and the slightest black line was constantly discharged from the pores of the whole body, Zuo Shuqing closed his eyes slightly, and his throat was constantly agitating.

Yu Sangyang said gently: "Child, try to speak." ”

Zuo Shuqing tried hard, and finally, two words came out of his throat: "Grandma." Then, Zuo Shuqing burst into tears, kept sobbing, and fell into a coma again.

"Poor boy!" the always witty Yi Wuregret bowed his head and sighed.

Following.

Zuo Shuqing's body regained consciousness, trembling and trying to get out of bed, but the muscles were weak, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he was paralyzed, Zuo Shuqing gritted his teeth and climbed up, his arms had no strength, and every movement was extremely difficult. But he didn't want to give up, continued to try, and finally after countless falls, Zuo Shuqing stood up.

By this time, he was soaking wet.

After resting for a long time, Zuo Shuqing's strength recovered and began to walk slowly in the house.

At this time, Gao Changjiu brought breakfast over, "Brother Gao." Zuo Shuqing screamed softly, in his eyes, Gao Changjiu and Mr. Yu were his only relatives.

- Because of this big brother, it led to many plots such as Gao Changjiu's forgetting to die for Zuo Qingshe, going to the Northern Xinjiang, and going to the South Seas.

"It's great that you can go!" Gao Changjiu said with a smile, "You can eat something first, Master said that this beggar grass can suppress the poison of wilting smoke in your body, and you need to eat it in the morning and evening." I made a soup from the beggar grass, and you can drink it as a soup with your meal. ”

"Uh-huh, thank you, big brother!" Zuo Shuqing nodded heavily.

After Zuo Shuqing finished breakfast, Gao Changjiu took him out of the door, which was the first time Zuo Shuqing walked out of the room.