Having an idea, Song Yizhi was ready to put it into practice.
As the words and runes in his mind faded, the light that penetrated his body gradually decreased.
When words and runes began to echo in his mind again, the diminishing light quickly increased.
Song Yizhi took a breath.
Does it really have anything to do with those words and runes? !
At this time, Song Yizhi suddenly remembered something.
When the last thunderstorm struck down, something suddenly appeared in her mind. Could it be that those words and runes were that thing?
Looking at the little girl who had been stunned for a while, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and waved it in front of her, "Recover."
"Ah." Song Yizhi came back to his senses and looked at Rong Yueyuan, "What's wrong?"
"It's time for you to go back and rest." Rong Yueyuan said warmly.
The moon has begun to move westward, and it is already late at night. With her current physical condition, it is better to go back to the dormitory to rest.
"No." Song Yizhi didn't want to stay in the house at all. The square house was like a prison to her now. Once she got in, she couldn't get out.
Seeing the deep conflict in Song Yizhi's eyes, Rong Yueyuan said nothing. He took out a thick coat from the storage ring and covered the little girl.
Seeing Song Yizhi's beautiful peach blossom eyes looking straight at him, Rong Yueyuan said, "Close your eyes and rest."
Song Yizhi closed his eyes obediently.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Song Yizhi was surrounded by the words and runes in his mind.
…
When Song Yizhi opened his eyes again, he felt dizzy.
As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with obscure words and runes, and the words and runes in her mind were replayed as long as she slept.
If her head is not dizzy, then there is something wrong with her.
Looking at the little girl with dazed eyes, Rong Yueyuan said, "Does the wound still hurt?"
Song Yizhi's ability to endure pain opened Rong Yueyuan's eyes.
Except for the time she broke down and cried last night, she never cried out in pain or shed tears.
If she hadn't noticed that she was shivering in pain when she was picking meat yesterday, Rong Yueyuan would have mistakenly thought that Song Yizhi couldn't feel the pain.
"...It hurts." Song Yizhi originally wanted to say it didn't hurt, but under Rong Yueyuan's gaze, she honestly said it hurt.
Hearing this word, Rong Yueyuan couldn't describe how he felt. He was a little relieved but also distressed.
Zhizhi finally stopped insisting on saying things like "I don't feel pain" and "I'm fine". She was finally willing to show her vulnerable side to herself and tell herself that it hurt.
Rong Yueyuan said warmly, "I have already given you some pain-relieving powder. It will take a while for the powder to take effect. You must bear it first. If you can't bear it anymore..."
"If I can't bear it anymore, what will you do?" Song Yizhi asked, taking over Rong Yueyuan's words.
Rong Yueyuan looked at the little girl with round eyes, as if he already knew what she was planning, but he still asked, "What do you want?"
"Reach out your hand." Song Yizhi's voice contained a hint of ill-intention.
Rong Yueyuan pretended not to know and put his hand to Song Yizhi's mouth.
Song Yizhi had a wilted look in her eyes, and then she opened her mouth and took a bite.
"Hiss." Rong Yueyuan took a breath of cold air in unparalleled cooperation, looking at the little girl with peach blossom eyes as curved as a crescent moon, he suddenly felt helpless and funny.
Song Yizhi opened his mouth and said with disgust, "It's all bones."
Rong Yueyuan lowered his head and looked at the "huge" tooth mark on his wrist.
Song Yizhi's bite was not light, and the red and blood-filled tooth mark was too conspicuous on the porcelain white skin.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and tapped Song Yizhi's forehead, and said, "I feel the same. It does hurt."
Song Yizhi hummed twice, "I want to go out!"
Rong Yueyuan responded. He kneaded the dress sent by the maid and put it on Song Yizhi, then carried her out of the dormitory.
Rong Yueyuan hugged Song Yizhi and walked around outside, and finally went to sit on the swing.
Needless to say, Song Yizhi knew that this little girl liked to stay here.
The roses entangled in the swing had lush branches and leaves, which helped Song Yizhi block some of the sunlight.
Song Yizhi lay in Rong Yueyuan's arms, closing his eyes and falling asleep.
However, when Song Yizhi closed his eyes, those words and runes appeared again, and then began to play back in his head.
Later, Song Yizhi discovered that there was another strange power in his body.
Compared with the warm and cool power last night, the power that is now submerged in the body is much hotter. The hot but gentle power flows slowly, most of it is repairing wounds, and a small part is warming and nourishing the meridians.
One cool and one hot, January 1st.
Song Yizhi opened her eyes and glanced at the dazzling sun in the sky through the gaps in the leaves.
Why do you feel like you are absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon?
But the prerequisite for absorbing the essence of the sun and moon is to be able to practice. How can she practice now that her Dantian is gone?
Thinking of this, Song Yizhi once again thought of those text patterns and that ethereal voice.
——Go and follow your own path.
My own way?
Could it be that because he took a path that was not his own, he was struck back to where he was before cultivation by a thunderbolt?
This does make sense.
If not, he wouldn't have survived with the power of that thunderstorm.
After calming down, Song Yizhi began to review the thunder disaster, and then she discovered many interesting details.
interesting.
It's really interesting.
It seems that her efforts in this life have not failed yet.
Thinking of this, Song Yizhi felt like he was going to do something bad, oh no, his determination to change his destiny was rekindled.
Song Yizhi, who was in a good mood, looked away and blinked to relieve the pain in her eyes from the sun.
When Yuan Xu came all the way, he saw these two people sitting on the swing, very close to each other.
"How is the situation?" Yuan Xu sent a message to ask Rong Yueyuan.
Rong Yueyuan lowered his head and glanced at Song Yizhi in his arms.
Perhaps because her eyes were stung by the sun just now, her peach blossom eyes were watery and she looked a little pitiful.
But I could feel that Zhizhi was in a good mood.
"Much better." Rong Yueyuan replied to Yuan Xu via voice transmission.
Yuan Xu glanced at Song Yizhi, his brows moved slightly, and he sent a message, "How is she feeling? Has she gotten over the failure of overcoming the tribulation?"
Compared with the physical condition, the mental condition is more important. If Song Yizhi is hit by this setback and starts to fail, it will be really bad.
"Much better." Rong Yueyuan said via voice transmission.
Compared to the gloomy and sharp Song Yizhi yesterday, Song Yizhi today is very peaceful. Although she is wilted and a little willful, it can be seen that she is in a good mood.
I have to say that this little girl adjusts her mood very quickly, which shows that she is indeed very strong inside.
Yuan Xu breathed a sigh of relief, "I found several methods to warm and nourish the meridians from the inheritance. After the meridians are broken, they must be warmed and nourished carefully, otherwise it will be difficult to repair in the future. I will copy those methods later. for you."
Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice was a little more grateful, "Thank you very much. Thank you for your help."
Yuan Xu didn't say anything. He glanced at Song Yizhi, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, and confirmed that she was in good condition before leaving quietly.
Shortly after Yuan Xu left, Feng Canglin and the high priest came.
Song Yizhi heard the noise, but she was not sure how far those unfamiliar powers could repair her broken body, so she chose to fake sleep to escape.
Feng Canglin walked up lightly and looked at Song Yizhi. Looking at her still pale face, she couldn't hide her heartache.
(End of chapter)
