Song Yushan slept for two full days before waking up. When she woke up, she still felt weak.
"Are you awake?" Qin Yuan was meditating in her bedroom. As soon as she moved, she quickly got up and came to her side.
Song Yushan was still in a daze when she sat up. When she saw her senior sister, she subconsciously put her arms around her waist and said coquettishly, "Senior sister~ I'm so hungry!"
Qin Yuan choked back on the lesson that came to his lips: "Wait a minute!"
Don't forget to close the bedroom door after you go out, lest the horse can't help but poke its head out again.
There was a small kitchen in the backyard. She guessed that her junior sister would be hungry after sleeping for so long, so she kept boiling water and preparing all the ingredients.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a bowl of Yangchun noodles filled with green onions was brought to Song Yushan's bedside.
Song Yushan sniffed, and the glutton in his stomach was suddenly aroused: "It smells so good!"
Only the sound of "sucking" filled the room.
Light but delicious noodle soup, moderately soft noodles, fried and fragrant eggs, and the Yangchun noodles made by my senior sister are the best in the world!
Song Yushan ate the soup and noodles thoroughly.
Feeling relieved, she also remembered what stupid thing she had done before.
Qin Yuan took away the bowls and chopsticks with a tigerish face, and said seriously: "Junior sister, you slept for two whole days and two nights. I looked at your complexion the day before yesterday. It was just a little bit short, and your blood and essence were drained. If there are more, the damage will be better, but I’m afraid my life will be lost!”
Song Yushan was also frightened and quickly gave up: "Senior sister, I did it rashly without understanding the difficulty of piercing the soul with the perfect level paper. I don't dare to do it anymore!"
It was indeed too dangerous. Fortunately, she made a paper horse, but it was bigger and not as spiritual as the paper man. She chose a moonlit night to get some spiritual energy.
If she had really decided to make a paper sedan chair before and had made a paper man to carry the sedan chair, but had not picked a good day, she might have been distracted or even become weak to death.
This is different from the palm-sized paper villains like Xiao Jia.
She underestimated the difficulty of this.
With her current level of cultivation, it was still too difficult for her to make large perfection-level paper bindings.
In a short period of time, not only large items were stuck in paper, but even small paper figurines of the Perfection level were no longer dared to be made by her.
Seeing that she realized the seriousness of the matter, Qin Yuan's tense face softened, and he sat down on the edge of the bed: "Do you know that you scared me to death! The miserable look on your face when you fainted almost made me almost I thought you were out of breath!"
"It's Yushan's fault that makes senior sister worried about me."
Song Yushan thought about it, if the same thing happened to her senior sister, she would be like her.
She was the one who was in a coma due to physical damage, but the one who was awake was frightened, which was even more difficult.
"咴咴~"
"Dong dong~"
The bedroom door clanged loudly.
Song Yushan turned to look at the door.
Qin Yuan: "..."
She stood up helplessly and opened the door: "You are not allowed to squeeze in, you can only poke your head in and take a look!"
The horse eagerly stretched its head in and said: "咴咴~"
"This paper horse has refused to leave the door for several days." Qin Yuan said as he saw a slender white hand on the horse's head.
When she turned around, she saw that her junior sister, who was supposed to be lying on the bed to recuperate, came behind her with bare feet at some point.
"My dear horse, you are so handsome. What name should I give you?"
"It must be a handsome name to suit you. You are all black and black, so why not call it Wu Zui! Wu Zui is a famous horse..."
"Junior sister!" Qin Yuan was so angry that he grabbed his collar and dragged her back to the bed. He said fiercely: "Just stay in bed and rest. When will your blood and energy be restored?" , when do you get out of bed!"
Song Yushan knew that he was in the wrong, he smiled, obediently twirled the corners of the quilt, and sealed himself in the bed: "Senior sister, don't be angry, I promise to rest well!"
Qin Yuan snorted: "Just lie down and I'll kill a chicken and make soup for you!"
"Yes!" Song Yushan smiled and nodded, very well behaved.
Qin Yuan walked to the door aggressively holding his sword.
Wu Zhui immediately moved away. After she was far away, he dared to stick his head into the door and greeted his owner: "咴咴~"
Song Yushan was very bored lying on the bed, so he took out "Introduction to Formation" from the Qiankun bag.
As soon as she opened the first page, the stern-faced senior sister jumped in from the window and took away the book in her hand with an expressionless face: "The formation book looks very painful, so please leave it here first, and other magic books too." stop looking."
Song Yushan: "..."
You don't have to read the formation book, nor can you read other magic secret books. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to stay in bed!
But she didn't dare to retort. The chickens that the senior sister had raised for so long were very rare in the past, but this time she didn't hesitate to kill them to make soup for him.
It would be better for her to be obedient and not let senior sister worry about her.
"咴咴~"
Wu Zhui was in high spirits and never seemed tired, but her master felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
Suddenly something occurred to her, and she took out a book of practice experiences from her Qiankun bag, and asked her senior sister carefully: "Can I read this? The records of experiences of the seniors are all written like travel notes, it's no brainer at all!"
Qin Yuan took it over, turned it over roughly, and nodded in agreement.
Song Yushan let out a long breath, okay, okay, I can still read the record of my experiences!
Senior sister really went out this time.
She also passed the time by reading the records of her experiences.
This time she stayed in bed for much longer than she expected. She stayed in bed for more than half a month. Although she was able to get out of bed and walk around later, she still couldn't leave the yard. She could only read the records of her ancestors.
The recording was interesting, but she was going crazy.
The most important thing is that it is already the beginning of the month again, "The Misplaced Life of the Real and Fake Daughter" has been updated again, and her last saved manuscripts have been used up.
Although a new issue of the newspaper will not be released until the first day of June next time, time must be reserved in advance for typesetting and printing.
Calculated, she would have to write out the thirteen to fifteen chapters that will be used in the next issue before the middle of this month at the latest and send them back to Fushui County.
Otherwise, "Yinshi Zabao" will open the skylight!
This is not possible!
But the senior sister would check her Qi every day, and after more than half a month, she was indeed getting better, but the senior sister's standards were still far behind.
Senior sister estimates that by the end of this month, most of the recovery will be done, and she will just pay attention to slowly replenishing her body later on.
But her manuscript couldn't wait until the end of the month, so she could only secretly write a little while her senior sister was cooking every day.
Fortunately, Wu Zhui was smart enough to report the news to her.
It was true that she had spent these days in a state of depression in order to give Wu Zhui some inspiration. Seeing this horse made her feel a little better.
After writing in secret for more than ten days, I finished the manuscript before the middle of the month and secretly sent it out.
Seeing Xiao Yi holding the manuscript and leaving, she breathed a sigh of relief. The fear these days was too torturous.
