Late at night, moonlight shines through the windows on the wooden house. The stars are dotted, and there is a trace of flowing clouds around the moon, which will not disperse for a long time.

In this wooden house, a trace of white aura filled the whole wooden house, and the expression of the woman on the bed gradually became energetic.

The woman's eyes were closed, and her body was full of silver needles, and there was a trace of aura spreading on this silver needle, and then she pricked back along the silver needles, and poured into her body, making his face, which was as white as pure paper, gradually emerge with blood.

The woman closed her eyes tightly, feeling the infusion of aura, under the filling of these aura, her breathing became rhythmic, and her body felt more relaxed after a long time, as if welcoming the arrival of a new life.

And the output of these white spiritual energy is exactly next to the wooden table, in the pianist's spread palms.

Bai Shi stood aside, his expression was still solemn, seeing that the woman's complexion finally changed slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and while taking out the storage bag, he used his consciousness to take out some medicinal materials in the storage bag, and these medicinal materials were exactly what he needed when refining Hehesan.

Still in this moonlight, the territory of this Star City, where the Demon Sword Sect is located, there is a middle-aged man sitting in the hall, this middle-aged man frowned, as if he was remembering something. This person is the head of the Demon Sword Sect - Xiao Yishen!

At a certain moment, a woman appeared in the hall, this woman was holding a big knife, when she came to the hall, she knelt down on one knee, clasped her fists and said: "My lord, that person's name is Shi Bai, he has not appeared in this 'Pleiades City' before, and his subordinates have inquired about many places, and there has been no clue about this person...... It seems that it is an outsider, just passing through this place. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yishen stood up from the wooden chair, his brows did not relax in the slightest, but after hesitating in the hall for a moment, he said, "Then have you inquired about his residence?"

"My subordinates have run to almost all the inns, and they don't have this name. The woman said.

Taking a light breath, Xiao Yishen said, "Maybe he really stayed here...... But that's okay, this person's soul purity is too high for me to perceive, if it is slightly improved, it must be a strong opponent, and it is okay to leave this 'Pleiades Star City', lest the North Stick Village include it and become an enemy of my demon sword faction. ”

After that, Xiao Yishen asked the woman to step back and walked outside the hall door alone, looking up at the stars in the sky, as if she was still worried about something.

At the same time, at the place where the wooden house was, at this moment, a white halo suddenly appeared above the woman's head, this aura was composed of aura, and a trace of mist was instilled in it.

Bai Shi stood aside, watching this scene, at this moment, he saw that the blood on the woman's face was basically covered, and immediately looked at the violinist on the side, and said in a deep voice: "At the same time as the next trace of mist is released, you will put away the aura you emitted, and you must not be lazy." ”

In fact, the reason why Bai Shi was able to understand these medical skills was actually when he was in Xichenzhuang, when he saw them in those medicine books. Add to that the description of the herbs that appeared within the golden vision, and connect the two, and the sick can be healed.

As Shiraishi's words fell, when the trace of mist emitted again, the violinist retracted his hands and used his consciousness to completely retract the aura he exuded.

And the white halo hovering over the woman's head suddenly made a muffled sound at this moment, and at the same time as the muffled sound, the silver needle on the woman's body actually flew down. The woman's face suddenly welled up with a trace of pain, and when she leaned down, a mouthful of blood was swallowed out of her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Bai Shi breathed a long sigh of relief, handed the medicinal materials in his hand to the pianist, and said: "What she needs at this moment is to pay attention to conditioning, these medicines are mixed and boiled, twice a day, one in the morning and one in the evening, half a bowl at a time, and after a few days, she can recover." ”

Excitedly taking the medicinal herbs, tears welled up in the violinist's eyes again, and said, "You have given me a new life...... I don't even know how to thank you, no, you can accept the thousands of gold coins I sold in the treasure hunt today. ”

As he spoke, the luthier took out a golden card, which contained more than 4,000 gold coins.

Shiraishi smiled lightly, pushed away the violinist's hand, and said, "I said before that if I can do it within my ability, I will never charge any fees." ”

"Then ......" the pianist didn't know how to take it for a while. "That's it, you say one thing, if I can do it, I will definitely go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire and would rather die than give in. ”

Looking at the firm look in the pianist's eyes, Bai Shi was helpless in his heart, if he didn't agree to something today, I was afraid it would be difficult to get out of this wooden house, after thinking for a while, Bai Shi's mind echoed Ouyang Jingjing's face, these days, his heart has never been truly peaceful, somewhat irritable, and these irritability is a kind of sustenance and expression of feelings that cannot be obtained.

"Well, if you really have to do anything for me, then you promise me...... Go to the Treasure Hunt Pavilion to redeem your Aiqin, teach me to play the piano, and calm my heart......" Shiraishi said with firmness, as if there was an irresistible force.

Hearing this, the violinist's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he looked at Shiraishi, as if he saw a person who had the same mood as himself, and in Shiraishi's eyes, he seemed to see the existence of another person. The meaning of this person's existence is like the life of Shiraishi.

This feeling may not be felt by others. But when Bai Shi finished speaking, the corner of his mouth was almost imperceptible and helpless, but he was caught by the pianist, and he could deeply feel this feeling, helpless, and helpless.

But the pianist didn't continue to ask, he didn't want to uncover the scar in Shiraishi's heart, but nodded with a smile and said, "Qin...... I will go and redeem it tomorrow. ”

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Shiraishi left from the wooden house, of course, when he left, he didn't take anything with him, just that harvest, and he also left a few hundred gold coins, which he obtained from the Treasure Hunt Pavilion today.

The luthier didn't refuse the gold coins, or in front of Shiraishi, he couldn't refuse. Especially when he saw Shiraishi's determined eyes, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth and swallowed them alive.

He could only look at Baishi's departing back like this, and that back was like his previous self, gloomy and powerless.

This kind of gloom was manifested when Baishi pulled the woman back from the brink of life and death. From Shiraishi's heart, he sincerely hopes that his lover will eventually become married, but when he sees them immersed in the nourishment of aiqing, what he feels is not only blessings, but more nostalgia.

When I was nostalgic in Xichenzhuang, I got along with Ouyang Jingjing, and when Jingjing left, the eyes were as tender as water.

Facing the stars, Bai Shi walked in the deep alley, this alley because of the night, it seemed more quiet, footsteps echoed in the alley, although very light, but as if stirring in his heart, trembling.

The moonlight stretched his shadow deep in this alley, and even after such a period of time, he suddenly found that his longing for Jingjing not only did not decrease, but became stronger.

Looking up at the night sky, at one point, Shiraishi paused, he saw that the clouds had bypassed the moon, but left a trace of afterimage, which seemed to be fluttering, like Jingjing's back when she left.

The corners of his mouth showed a bitter smile.

"This part...... Can we see each other again......"