When he opened his eyes again in the middle of the night, he couldn't tell where this place was for a while. He was in a trance and couldn't help it. When he thought about all the things before coma, his head hurt like it was being torn apart, which made him turn hard and uncomfortably. Neck, trying to relieve the pain.
But it was a bit strange to see my sister lying on the bedside with white hair. He has learned from his past mistakes. Back then, he tried to be brave and single-handedly fought against several noble families in the capital. He was seriously injured and almost lost his life. He relied on forcibly improving his realm to avoid such fate.
After that, I was bedridden for several days, and I cried in tears at night. Just one night, I cried my eyes out. In the words of the doctor, only great compassion can lead to such inexplicable changes.
At the moment, his green hair turned into snow, and Ye Sangen could guess what he had done before he fell into coma.
Called softly
"Sister", Ye Xiayou suddenly stood up and let out a sigh of relief as she realized that her younger brother had never taught her to be worry-free.
It also caused a pain in the throat in the middle of the night, like a dull knife cutting flesh, which was raw and uncomfortable, and caused a hoarse cough.
"I'm going to bring the water." Ye Xieyou got up in a hurry and didn't care about anything else. He knocked over the low stool and kicked over the bamboo chair. He stumbled and fumbled for the white porcelain pot on the table. He poured most of it on the table impatiently. Aim the mouth of the cup, and when you return again, just a few steps away, you will splash some more.
I wanted to get up in the middle of the night but found that it was in vain to move my fingers. Fortunately, Jiang Yi, who had been waiting outside, heard the sound and hurried in, thus avoiding more mess and embarrassment.
With the help of Jiang Yi, he half leaned into his arms and moistened his lips. The slight moistness eased the burning in his throat. However, his voice was still hoarse, and he spoke with great effort: " This is where?"
"The residence in the backyard of the Fenghuang City Government Office." It was Jiang Yi who spoke. At this moment, Ye Xie You was completely unlike his younger brother in Wudang Mountain who showed off his composure and ignored his injuries. He was now more concerned and worried. The anxiety revealed in those red, swollen and dull eyes was not fake.
Obviously, just by looking at Ye Xiayou's expression, he knew that the injury he suffered this time was definitely the most serious one in this month.
Jiang Yi further explained: "That day you forcibly improved your cultivation level to fight against the enemy, but you turned the villa of Lord Qi into a hell. The smell of blood can't be washed away to this day." Regarding what happened that day, Ye In the middle of the night, my memory only lingers on the moment when I saw Ergou coming back injured in Zhuzhe Village. From then on, whether I was feeling anxious or anxious, it was as if I was lost in the clouds.
Until he arrived at a place he didn't know, and saw the youngest princess in the dynasty, he suddenly attracted the power of the sky. Somehow, he resonated with the heaven and the earth. The majestic aura filled his whole body, and a trace of energy was drawn out from the confusion. Qingming.
In Wudang, I learned the breathing method from the Ten Thousand Characters of the Tao Te Ching, as well as the extended Taoist breathing method, and the sighing method I learned that night at Xingluo Villa to expel the turbid qi in the body. Complementing each other, thanks to the strong foundation he has worked hard since childhood, and the overbearing blessing of the mental method that no one can explain, he made the final blow like pulling out the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron, forcibly breaking the mirror to get a glimpse of the secrets of entering the palace. .
It's just relative, there are gains and losses. I don't know how many days I have been unconscious. Anyway, I am concentrating my mind to sense it now. I can't detect any fluctuations in the breath. There is nothing in the sea of qi in the Dantian. The power of heaven and earth was restrained, and a ray of awe-inspiring energy in the body was like a mud cow entering the sea. After a few breaths, it disappeared without a trace.
This is great, his cultivation has been destroyed in one moment, and now I am afraid that I can't even beat a half-grown child.
"What day is it now?" The weak Ye let Jiang Yi play with him and lay down again. This uncle's cousin was also rough and delicate, and he was careful in every move he made.
He said: "February 2nd." Looking at Ye Xiayou who had never said a word and looked no worse than Ye San, Jiang Yi spoke again: "I'll go to the kitchen to make some food for you. It's dark this morning. "The old lady in Zhuangzi, the lord of Qicheng, fried a pot of golden beans, and I went to grind them and make them into noodles. I will cook a bowl of porridge for you, and it will bring good luck." Jiang Yi thought carefully and turned around to leave after speaking.
In the middle of the night, I smelled the scent of incense candles. I guess it was a custom inherent in every household. On this day, the beams of the house were lit to smoke out all kinds of insects.
The haggard-looking Ye Hao You had been restless for the past few days and had lost weight. After all, this was the first time in several years that he had seen his brother so seriously injured. He had been unconscious several times in Wudang Mountain a few days ago. However, there is no fear of life. Whether it is the people from the Wudang Taoist sect or the own rabbit master who is very skilled in medicine, he can take care of him and save the day.
This time was different. Some of the capable doctors in the city were at a loss, and they couldn't even feel their pulse. How could they not make people worry?
Fortunately, Jiang Yi, his elder brother who was from the same sect, is here. Even if his mentality is different, he still remains in the same lineage.
Fortunately, Jiang Yi uses his body as a bridge on time every day here, just like a medicine introduction, it plays the role of transmission and transmission, sending all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the rising sun and the yin and yang essence of the setting sun into this body. In the eyes of ordinary doctors, there is no way to save him.
In the "corpse", unremitting efforts day after day can be regarded as saving a life. It's just that there is no trace of the aura in his body that should complement it. Ye Xiayou thinks it's good to be alive, but Jiang Yi feels regretful.
After all, being able to practice qi refining and outsiders' horizontal training at the same time to such an extent, not to mention the weird mental methods, is already an unprecedented feat. How can it not be a pity to people like this now?
"Your hair..." It was midnight that broke the silence first. Ye Xia's eyes instantly turned red. In fact, after waiting day after day, I also know that the calm breathing means that nothing is wrong, but in the end, it is not as direct as these few words, so that people can clearly understand that it is indeed okay.
So Ye Xia burst into tears. I had long thought that I had cried all my tears in that scene three years ago, but after sobbing secretly at night for the past few days, I realized that I had not reached the sad point yet, and had already begun to regret my choices after the year, and for the first time in more than twenty years, I questioned my own life. I just regret that I can't live a stable life, but I have to encourage my brother to go all the way west, cross the water ridge to Wudang, and accidentally end up in Fenghuang Mountain City.
Everything, the source of everything, all burst out after the sobs of this woman who was far away in all directions and whose expression remained unchanged despite the collapse of mountains.
"Third watch, I shouldn't have let you do these things."
"If you hadn't looked for Han Youyu, how could you have suffered so many injuries in this month." Ye Xiayou, who had a bright tongue, felt at a loss for words for the first time. She didn't know how to express her current mood or even what she was thinking. Whatever I was thinking, I was intermittently confused.
She just whimpered.
"Third update, sorry."
