When Xu Ya woke up again, it was already three days later.
She was lying on the bed. Although she felt weak, the pain had long since disappeared, and the flow of Qi was unimpeded, which was obviously a sign of recovery.
It seemed that the activation of the forbidden device did not cause much damage to her, which made her feel incredible!
When the master was refining the forbidden weapon for her, he repeatedly told her not to use the forbidden weapon unless absolutely necessary. Damage to her essence and blood would interrupt her path to martial arts.
is it him?
He is the only one who has such high medical skills and is willing to cure himself.
"Brother Cheng!"
She called out softly and struggled to get up, when Xu Luo walked in.
"My little aunt! You'd better rest quickly! Just leave it to me if you need anything."
Xu Luo stepped forward to stop her from getting up. Xu Ya shook her head and said, "Auntie, I'm fine."
"Is this okay?"
Xu Luo said angrily: "Do you know what you have been through in the past three days? You have been through hell many times! If it weren't for that boy's superb medical skills, you might not be able to wake up!"
"Has it been three days?"
Xu Ya was in a trance, suddenly thought of something, and said: "Aunt, he..."
"He's gone!" Xu Luo answered.
Xu Ya panicked and quickly asked: "Why did you leave? When did you leave? Why didn't you tell me?"
There were so many reasons at once, and Xu Luo didn't know which one to answer. She suddenly said: "Xiaoya! Do you like him?"
Xu Ya blushed, and a series of pictures flashed through her mind. Although the journey was short, difficult, and dangerous, it was very warm. Suddenly, without him by her side, she felt empty.
Is this what you like?
"He just left this morning. He said he had something important to do!" Xu Luo said.
Xu Ya's expression darkened. He must have been guarding her for a long time, but he had to leave because of something important. If she had woken up earlier, she would have seen him with her own eyes.
She asked with a glimmer of hope: "He...did he say anything? What did he leave behind?"
"promise!"
Xu Luo raised his head in the direction of the pillow and said, "It's all buried under there! Let me tell you in advance! I have never seen those things!"
Xu Ya immediately rummaged through the pillow and took out a letter and the smart watch from underneath.
She opened the envelope, and there were a few lines written on the paper:
Thin clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on my way back! If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Seeing the last sentence of the poem, she couldn't help but read it out: "If the love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"
Xu Luojian frowned and took a look. Although her behavior was no different from that of a man, and even more manly than a man in many cases, she was still a woman after all.
Has she ever seen such beautiful words?
So the whole person was immersed in the artistic conception described in the poem. After a long time, he thought: "Good words! Good sentences! As soon as this word came out, those hypocrites who like to sing about the wind and the moon may no longer be in the mood to write poetry!" "
There is already a word in this world, which was born a hundred years ago, when Zhou Zhaowu's grandfather, King Jian, was on the throne. At that time, the world was in chaos. The subjects of the Zhou Dynasty who retreated to the south of the river thought about the Northern Expedition every day. The chants of brothel girls all have the meaning of the Northern Expedition, and it was under that situation that long and easy-to-understand lyrics were born.
Xu Ya's heart was as sweet as eating honey, and she kept her heart close to her with great care.
She took out her smart watch again and opened it according to the method Wang Cheng taught her before. A photo suddenly appeared on the screen, which was the scene of Wang Cheng holding her in the cellar.
She gently swiped the screen, and the photo was changed to another one. Wang Cheng was dressed in a grass-green military uniform, wearing a big-brimmed hat, holding a Type 95 rifle, standing solemnly with his head held high and his chest high.
That heroic look immediately attracted her!
No one can block the formal photos of soldiers. Men admire them and women admire them.
Xu Luo looked back and said: "I didn't expect this kid to have such a temperament! His face is just a little dark and his skin is a little red!"
"By the way! What is that little glowing square in your hand? Why do your portraits appear on it?"
Xu Ya introduced the smart watch to her like a treasure. Xu Luo looked at her niece with a beautiful smile and sighed secretly.
Her niece's heart completely flew away from that person, but she couldn't even see through that person's wandering around.
At such a young age, he possesses unfathomable medical skills. In these three days, he concocted more than a dozen kinds of elixirs, including hundreds of small pills. If there is a magic pill, it is probably like the big pill. He can cook it all.
Coupled with the means that can severely damage Wuzong, such a person will never remain unknown!
Can my niece catch this person?
"Ah sneeze!"
Wang Cheng stood on the bow of the boat wearing a bamboo hat and sneezed out, thinking who would talk about him at this time?
Is she awake?
You should wake up!
As Xu Ya's attending doctor, no one knows her physical condition better than him. After taking medicinal baths for three days to replenish energy and nourish her body, and taking Xiao Huan Dan, there is no problem with her body. This is what happened when she woke up. It took a day or two.
He chose this time to leave because he was afraid of saying goodbye to Xu Ya in person. He could endure the physical pain, but he could not face the pain of separation.
He has experienced this kind of pain a lot, but he is not numb, so he is very scared.
Thinking of the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" he left behind, he grinned. When did he, a man with a science major, start falling in love like those handsome men?
Maybe it's genetics!
My father had wooed my mother when he was still a junior high school student. As soon as he passed the legal age, he couldn't wait to get the marriage certificate.
Um!
It must be genetic!
The spring breeze blew the sails, the river was fast, and the boat was like an arrow flying across the river.
"Sir, it's noon, come in and have a sip of fish soup!"
The boatman's call came from the stern of the boat, so Wang Cheng stepped off the bow and came to the shed.
This boat is the most common awning boat in Qujiang. You can fish in your spare time. When you put up the mast and canvas, it immediately becomes a passenger ship that can haul people.
In order to attract tourists, this awning boat was remodeled and has two sheds. The one near the bow is a resting place for guests, and the one near the stern is a resting place for the boatman.
There were three other guests in the shed.
One person was wearing a white robe, just like Wang Cheng, and a bamboo hat on his head. There was a veil covering his face under the bamboo hat. If it weren't for his clairvoyant eyes, Wang Cheng would have mistakenly thought he was a beautiful woman like Xu Ya. What the hell happened. He is a middle-aged greasy man with a pockmarked face.
The other two are young people.
A man in his early twenties, dressed in a black gown, with a cold face and an unsmiling face, a sword at his waist, and his right hand always pressed on the hilt, with a "I am a hero" appearance.
A man in his mid-twenties, with a long face, light eyebrows, and narrow eyes. He kept his eyebrows down and said nothing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The three of them were already there before Wang Cheng boarded the boat, and just like now, no one paid any attention to the other. If he wasn't very sure that this was a simple awning boat, he would have thought he had encountered water bandits.
"Guests, this is the catfish I just caught. You guys have a try!"
At this time, the boatman brought a pot of fish into the shed. He started running boats when he was fourteen years old. More than forty years have passed and he has seen all kinds of people. He knew that the origins of these four people were not simple, so he put down the pot, bowls and chopsticks and smiled. Haha leave.
Catfish is a specialty of the middle and upper reaches of Qujiang River. Its meat is tender and has few thorns, and its taste is smooth and very delicious.
Wang Cheng recognized the catfish as the "tuanyu" from their hometown. The meat was indeed very good and could be steamed, boiled, stewed or braised. Each method had a unique taste.
Su Shi, the eternal poet saint, once wrote a poem about this, "Playing as a Catfish," which goes: The pink stone head is still boneless, and the snow-white puffer fish does not heal people. Send a message to the God of Heaven and the Lord of the River, why not beg for water essence scales.
Wang Cheng looked at the fish in the pot, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. It didn't taste like his mother, but it had a different taste.
Several other people also started using their chopsticks. It was not as easy as on the river to get a bite of fish.
The greasy-faced man picked up his chopsticks and put them into the pot. The middle-school boy and the slender-eyed man stopped moving their chopsticks as they had agreed.
"tasty!"
The pockmarked and greasy man didn't care at all. Instead, he ate more happily. He muttered while eating and couldn't hear what he was saying. The accent of Shu was too strong.
Wang Cheng secretly glanced at the two people who were not moving their chopsticks, then picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.
The young man in the second grade of middle school and the man with narrow eyes all looked at Wang Cheng with disbelief on their faces.
Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw it. What's going on? Are you having trouble eating something?
"They are afraid that I will poison the soup!" The pockmarked and greasy man sneered at this time.
"Poison?"
Wang Cheng thought to himself that he might still be afraid of other things, but he was not afraid of poisoning, so he moved his chopsticks again.
"good!"
The pockmarked and greasy man stopped his chopsticks, looked at Wang Cheng, and said in poor Mandarin: "I have the guts! I am Huang Meiren of the Five Poisons Sect, and I would like to make friends with you!"
"beauty?"
Fortunately, Wang Cheng has good concentration, otherwise the fish meat in his mouth would have spit out just now. He looks like this and would be embarrassed to call her "Beauty". His parents would not have made such a mistake if they had looked carefully when choosing the name. Judgment.
"I'm Yang Si!"
Wang Cheng did not reveal his real name. He has made too many enemies now.
"Let's go! Let's eat outside!" Huang Meiren picked up the pot and came to the bow.
Wang Cheng nodded politely to the other two and came to the bow of the ship together.
It is already late February, half of spring is gone, and the sunshine at noon is a bit hot.
The breeze from the river blew over people's faces. The two of them sat on the bow of the boat, eating fish and admiring the river.
From Huang Meiren's words, Wang Cheng learned that the identities of the two young people on the boat were not simple. They were disciples of Shuzhou's great sect, especially the young man in the second grade of middle school who was holding the sword. He was actually a disciple of Shuzhou Sword Pavilion!
Jiange, the supreme holy land in Shuzhou, in its hundreds of years of history, three powerful martial kings have emerged one after another!
"How did Brother Huang get together with them?" Wang Cheng was curious. The identity of the person in front of him was not simple. He was the successor of the Five Poison Sect in Shuzhou, which was also a first-rate sect in the world.
"Young brothers don't know?"
Huang Meiren was surprised for a while, and then explained: "Ninghou has built a martial arts pavilion. It is said that it contains tens of thousands of martial arts secrets. On March 15th, it will be open to all young martial artists in the world! If you want to join Xuanwei, all the martial arts pavilion will be available to you. The legal books can be read freely!”
Wang Cheng understood. No wonder he met so many young warriors along the river, presumably all to visit the martial arts pavilion.
But based on what he knew about Zhou Zhaoguang, would Zhou Zhaoguang be so kind as to allow young warriors from all over the world to visit the Martial Arts Pavilion?
I'm afraid I have other plans!
