Beside Tumi's legs are the medicinal materials she collected, as well as a stone mortar and pestle for pounding garlic. Fu Yunge looked confused when facing the tools in front of him.
"What are you going to... do?" He looked at it for a long time, and finally raised his head and asked Tumi.
I saw Tumi crossing his arms with satisfaction and sticking out his tongue at Fu Yunge. He seemed very confident: "I want to make a mask that can stop the blood mist. Using these materials will be no problem!"
"Stop the blood mist?" Fu Yunge was dubious, "You mean, wear it on your face?"
Tumi nodded with confidence: "Yes! In fact, just cover your mouth and nose, and then dye and wash it with these herbs, which can also have a purifying effect!"
Fu Yunge was a little surprised when she saw how eloquent she was. If everything goes well according to what Tumi said, it will indeed have an excellent defensive effect.
"Come on, help me pound the medicine!" Tumi pointed to the stone mortar beside him with a smile and gave instructions to Fu Yunge.
Fu Yunge walked over, picked up the heavy stone mortar and medicine pestle on the ground, and moved them to the side: "I'll just trust you once. It would be nice if it can have some effect."
Tumi snorted unconvinced, turned around and picked up a pile of gauze, ready to make it.
The two of them cooperated with each other tacitly and worked together in division of labor. Until night fell outside the window, their results were scattered on a bamboo grate to dry. There were already dozens of them.
The mask soaked in grass juice exudes a light fragrance and is colored light green. Fu Yunge lights up the candles, and they look as crystal clear as green bean cakes.
"Not bad, I've done a lot!" Tumi felt exhausted after working for so long, so he stood up from his seat and shook his waist.
After Fu Yunge held the lamp, his arms felt quite stiff when Tumi said this. After mixing the medicine for so long, his hands felt numb, with a slight tingling pain.
However, looking at these trial products, it is indeed very fulfilling.
"By the way, how do we know whether they are useful against the blood mist?" Fu Yunge suddenly thought.
Hearing his question, Tumi tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Well... why not give them to the grandparents in Shuanggan Town for testing?"
Shuanggan Town was originally expanded from a village, and there were many people living there. Tumi's suggestion is indeed good. If it is really effective, we can follow this method to increase production.
Moreover, this object can also be used to deeply explore the source of the blood mist. The blood mist is so thick now that it would be too dangerous if no protection is taken.
The two happily picked up the scraps on the floor, and finally put away the dry masks.
Everything was set and it was time for dinner. However, just when Tumi was about to go out, Fu Yunge suddenly grabbed her from behind.
"Wow!" Tumi was about to trot when he was nearly pulled down by Fu Yunge and screamed, "What are you going to do?"
Fu Yunge lowered his face, but his expression was not as happy as before.
He looked very solemn, as if he had something big on his mind. Tumi saw his strange expression and calmed down knowingly.
Fu Yunge took a few deep breaths, but didn't speak. It made Tumi's heart beat wildly, and she didn't know what Fu Yunge was going to do to her.
Finally, after weighing his thoughts several times, Fu Yunge spoke:
"Tumi...go home early."
"Eh...Eh?"
Tumi had no idea that Fu Yunge would say this to her. Suddenly she froze on the spot, her eyes filled with doubts.
"What, what's wrong?" she asked hesitantly, because Fu Yunge suddenly said such words to her, as if he was being blamed, "Yes, it's me...did I do something wrong?"
However, Fu Yunge shook his head firmly.
When he opened his eyes again, his pupils reflected the firelight in the corner, and they looked sparkling, with a luster that penetrated people's hearts.
"You... did nothing wrong." His tone was extremely gentle, fearing that Tumi would misunderstand and blame himself, "But you should not stay in the muddy water of the lower world any longer."
"...What do you mean?" Tumi opened his eyes wide, half understanding.
"I mean... it's already too dangerous here." Fu Yunge took a few breaths excitedly and spread his hands, "Blood mist, blood mist has robbed many people of their lives. You have no relatives in the lower world, so there is no need. Accompany us here to live and die together.”
Tumi was a little overwhelmed by what Fu Yunge said: "I..."
"The blood mist is getting thicker and thicker. Your cultivation is shallow, and I'm afraid you will be in danger in a few days." He stared at Tumi's face, which was familiar to him and cute, but he only felt distressed.
In fact, he already knew that there must be a huge force behind Tumi. She is a young lady from Fangtian. She must have many relatives who love her and servants who are willing to serve her.
She has that unique physique and may have some kind of mission. She must be very important and shouldn't face life and death with him in such a barren land.
"Go back, your parents, your brother, they must all miss you." Fu Yunge expressed his true feelings. At this moment, he also thought of his parents and sister, and almost burst into tears.
The Tumi in front of him blurred several times, and Fu Yunge felt a little ridiculous about himself.
Is it reluctance to give up? In fact, she should have said goodbye to him a long time ago. After Lanyunge, she didn't need to continue walking with him.
Strangely enough, it was just a casual encounter at first. But now when he said goodbye, he suddenly realized that the girl in front of him seemed to have given him some special affection.
"...But, what about you?"
What rang in my ears was Tumi's still gentle voice.
Fu Yunge suddenly raised his head, and in front of him was Tumi biting his lower lip gently, looking at him.
"If I leave, will you miss me too?"
A question touched the softest part of Fu Yunge's heart. He took half a step back, and the distance in front of him seemed like a gap that could separate the two people.
He was about to say "Of course", but the words reached his lips and he couldn't say them out no matter what.
Because at that moment, he realized that the two of them probably shouldn't have any intersection in the first place.
If Tumi returns to Fangtian, does he still have the qualifications to reveal his sincerity calmly at this time?
"I, this..." His lips trembled slightly. The energy he had just seemed to have suddenly dissipated, and the fire in his eyes dimmed.
He asked himself, how could he have any extravagant hopes with her?
Outside the window in front of me, there is a hazy moon with blood mist. There seemed to be waves of wild geese chirping, gently disturbing Shen Moye.
A drop of turbid water fell in his heart, and Fu Yunge felt his heart suddenly tighten. He turned his head, not wanting to continue looking at Tumi's face.
