In fact, the injuries he suffered in this melee were not serious. It's just that Tumi was always worried, so he just let her do what she wanted.
Tumi borrowed a medicine box. She rarely played with these things before. The gauze was all over the bed. Even if she wanted to wrap it up again, it would be very troublesome.
"Hey... don't tie a bow for me secretly." Fu Yunge felt an itch behind him and turned around and said.
Tumi chuckled and stuck out his tongue, but did not stop holding his hand. Soon a very undisguised bow appeared on Fu Yunge's back, which looked ridiculous.
There was a small stove at the entrance of the tent, with tea herbal tea simmering on it. Gradually the bitter smell drifted in, and she jumped up smartly and trotted out to pick up the medicine pot.
Fu Yunge sniffed, and the unpleasant smell made him frown, thinking of the pain he felt when he tasted it for the first time.
Soon, Tumi came in carrying the small pot covered in black ash, with a look of anticipation on his face.
"Now, let me pour it for you. Drinking it is good for your health!" In a blink of an eye, she had walked to the small cabinet, placed the medicine pot on the table, and took out a porcelain bowl from the cabinet.
As soon as Fu Yunge smelled that smell, his stomach began to churn.
"Whatever you say, just leave it alone. I'll do it by myself in a while." He waved his hand at Tumi's back repeatedly and stood up to stop her.
Just then Tumi had poured a full bowl of medicinal tea, and the green and black tea soup had a fragrant and pungent smell. She turned around with an innocent and puzzled look on her face: "You're welcome, I've already poured it for you, drink it quickly."
Seeing Fu Yunge about to get up, she quickly leaned over to stop him with a full small bowl, and said: "Don't move casually, the wound on your back will be broken..."
As soon as she turned around and leaned down, the bowl in her hand suddenly became unstable and overflowed with tea soup.
Fu Yunge felt a wave of heat about to fall from his head, and his heart also tightened. Tumi couldn't reach his hands. When he saw the boiling soup pouring down, he was about to perm Fu Yunge's head. He quickly tried to push him away, but the bowl in his hand completely left his hand and turned downwards.
By chance, Poinsettia stepped into the camp and wanted to check on Fu Yunge's condition. Seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately flicked out a subtle amount of Qi with one finger and flew towards the overturned tea soup.
The soft zhenqi spread out in mid-air, like a pair of big hands holding the soup, and a ray of zhenqi shot out from it, knocking the bottom of the bowl back to its original shape.
In another moment, the zhenqi was holding the tea soup back, and when the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, the soup was poured back without a drop. The full bowl fell back to the ground smoothly, exactly as it was.
Poinsettia solved a crisis when he arrived, but he didn't care and turned to look in the direction of Fu Yunge.
At first glance, Poinsettia suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
On the floor over there, Fu Yunge was lying on his back, and Tumi was lying on top of him. The two of them were like silent sculptures, motionless.
Poinsettia mistakenly thought that the two of them were about to do something unspeakable, and that she was unlucky. He coughed awkwardly and turned to leave.
"Master, Master, stay!" Fu Yunge's face turned red to his ears when his master saw him in his current state. When he saw that the master obviously had a misunderstanding and was about to turn around and leave, he hurriedly shouted loudly.
Poinsettia didn't even look back: "It's okay, you guys should be busy first..."
Fu Yunge was pinned down by Tumi. He was anxious and didn't care about anything else. He quickly pushed Tumi up, staggered up and rushed over: "Master, you really misunderstood!"
As soon as he stood up, the huge bow on his back floated up. Poinsettia turned around and saw it, and couldn't help but smile: "This knot... is tied very well."
Fu Yunge felt even more dumbfounded. He waved his hands and was about to explain, but saw his master's eyes glancing not far away.
Turning around, he saw Tumi himself kneeling on the bed, with a rosy complexion and eyes looking around nervously.
She touched her chest with one hand, seeming a little anxious. When Fu Yunge felt strange, he suddenly remembered the slightly strange, soft feeling when he pushed the Tumi open just now...
"Ah..." Fu Yunge covered his mouth in surprise, and it seemed that he couldn't explain clearly now.
Poinsettia smiled and turned around again without saying a word. Seeing this, Fu Yunge hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and shouted: "Master, stay here, I will explain to you later..."
"In such an occasion, it is not appropriate to be a teacher here." Poinsettia patted Fu Yunge's forehead and walked away.
The poinsettia suddenly disappeared outside, and only the night could be seen gradually wrapping around the mountains.
"Ah, it's over, it's over, it's all over..." Fu Yunge scratched his hair in great distress, lying on his back like a salted fish.
Tumi pouted her mouth, seeming a little angry.
"You are not a good person if you eat tofu secretly..." She muttered in a low voice with a bit of resentment, her eyes glancing at Fu Yunge from time to time.
Fu Yunge was so close to her that he couldn't hear her thoughts. He felt even more anxious and wanted to get you another speaker... but he felt extremely tired and didn't want to move...
However, at this moment, shouts came from outside the tent.
Breaking the peaceful atmosphere, the two people's spirits were also aroused, and they looked towards the curtain at the same time.
At first glance, nothing seems out of the ordinary. But listening to the roaring crowd outside, they gradually realized something was wrong.
In the air, a light red mist floated up from nowhere. Due to the darkness, it was not easy to detect at first, but if you look carefully, you can still see it.
Poinsettia, Hanging Lamp Monk, Zui Chenxiang and others also came out and seemed to be asking the crowd to calm down. However, the red mist in front of me is really weird, and I have never heard of such a sight in this area.
More and more people gathered outside, and Fu Yunge and Tumi were no longer in the mood to stay in the tent. Someone went to report Gongsun Tan, and soon he hurried back.
The bonfire was bright, reflecting the worry on everyone's faces. Fu Yunge and Tumi got out of the tent and observed the situation in front of them.
Gongsun Tan, Poinsettia Poinsettia, Hanging Lamp Monk and others gathered together to discuss the strange situation in front of them. But everyone was also clueless and still couldn't make a judgment about this situation.
Fu Yunge and Tumi looked into the distance. It can be seen that the red mist does not only appear in this area. Even in the distance of the mountain, you can vaguely see the gauzy red color.
In other words, this phenomenon should no longer be a problem unique to this area.
Fu Yunge took a sniff, and the red mist seemed light and tasteless.
But for some unknown reason, he felt that after standing outside for a short while, his head felt a little heavy, as if he had a stiff neck, and he felt a slight numbness since then.
Fu Yunge felt his condition carefully. Although there was no big difference, he always felt something strange in his heart.
