Wandering in the world of martial arts

Chapter 29 Stormy Night

"I have to practice. You can help me stew the bone soup. You can eat the mutton skewers by yourself first, so you don't have to wait for me." Wu Chen said.

"Practice? Don't you want to eat some first?" An Cangmo looked at him.

"I once practiced Qigong in modern times. In this martial arts world, I have to practice more. I just drink some bone soup after practicing."

Wu Chen simply said something about qigong to prevaricate.

He mainly wanted to eat the mutton bone soup on an empty stomach first.

He didn't like it at first, but now, he has a broken bone, and in the next few days, he won't be able to go out to get food, and there are a lot of bones left, so he must often deal with bone soup. This opportunity to practice must not be missed of.

Wu Chen sat cross-legged on one side and began to practice.

The effect of today's practice is relatively average.

This is the first time he has someone beside him when practicing.

And the foot was hurt too.

Pain interferes with concentration.

However, An Cangmo's herbal medicine is also gradually taking effect, relieving a lot of pain.

By tomorrow, it shouldn't affect cultivation too much.

More than two hours later, Wu Chen slowly opened his eyes.

The fire at the fire pit has become much smaller.

A few clam shells of bone soup were simmered slowly over a small fire.

An Cangmo lay quietly on the other side, from waist to legs, covered with a white woolen blanket.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her brows were slightly frowned, and her jade face was stained with a thin layer of melancholy. I don't know what she dreamed about, which made people feel a little distressed.

The rain outside the shelter is still falling.

From time to time, a few thunderclaps blasted, making people tremble with fear.

A night like this is not enough to allow people to sleep peacefully.

However, there is no way.

It's not bad to have a safe shelter in such a big storm.

Wu Chen picked up the bone soup and drank it slowly one mouthful at a time.

While drinking the soup, he kept looking at An Cangmo's sleeping face, feeling like he couldn't look away.

……

midnight.

Wu Chen sat up slowly.

I don't know what time it is now, the fire has been extinguished, and the vision is dark.

It's still raining outside.

He fumbled on the stone pier and lit the lighter.

With this little spark, after a while, he rekindled the fire.

The process was not very smooth.

There is too much humidity in the air.

When warmth and light filled the cabin again, Wu Chen looked at An Cangmo's position.

Seeing this, his face immediately changed drastically.

An Cangmo's whole body was curled up under the woolen blanket, trembling all over, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were very blue.

Wu Chen hurried over and hugged her in his arms.

A piece of ice.

An Cangmo's body temperature was a little too low.

He tried his best to stick the person in his arms to the flames.

He also hugged her all the time, letting his own temperature pass to her body.

While hugging Wu Chen, he looked down at An Cangmo's situation.

She hadn't woken up yet, and she didn't know if she was having a nightmare or what, her face was wrinkled, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were tightly closed.

However, as her body temperature rose, her condition gradually improved.

A tinge of blood had begun to appear on his pale face.

Only then did Wu Chen heave a sigh of relief.

This stormy night was much more terrifying than he had imagined.

If there is no fire, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So Wu Chen was also very lucky, fortunately, he didn't give up when the fire was lit that day.

If he had given up at that time, he would probably have watched An Cangmo freeze to death if he couldn't make a fire now.

At this time, he also started to boil water to stew the bone broth, and added some more meat to it.

This may be the only benefit of rainy days, there is no shortage of water sources at all.

If he could have a bowl of hot soup down his throat, An Cangmo's situation would be much better.

Wu Chen just sat cross-legged in front of the fire, hugged An Cangmo tightly, and boiled water to make soup by the way.

With his continuous efforts, An Cangmo's body temperature finally began to approach the normal level, his breathing began to become steady, and his entire face became peaceful.

Her eyelashes fluttered and she opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, that peaceful face immediately changed, and from those big eyes, a kind of coldness in the bones suddenly appeared.

She struggled a few times, broke free from Wu Chen's embrace, took two steps back, and looked at him indifferently.

Wu Chen was stunned.

I almost suspected that I was wrong.

I saved you with good intentions, it's fine if you don't thank me, why do you look at me like this?
An Cangmo's eyes moved, as if he noticed what happened.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were going to do something to me. I overreacted. I'm sorry, are you helping me to keep warm?"

Her indifferent face disappeared in an instant, and an apologetic expression appeared instead, and she said in a hurry.

"It's okay, I was rude. I just saw that your body temperature was too low, so I hugged you to keep warm. I didn't expect to make you misunderstand."

Only then did Wu Chen feel relieved, it turned out that she thought she was plotting something wrong...

But having said that, isn't this reaction a little too big?

"I'm sorry to bother you. I didn't like boys getting too close to me since I was a child." An Cangmo sat back by the fire and whispered softly.

"It's really fine, wait for the bone soup to be stewed, you can drink some before going to bed." Wu Chen smiled, he wouldn't care about such a little misunderstanding with a girl.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, An Cangmo finished his bone soup and Wu Chen added some more firewood before continuing to sleep.

When he closed his eyes, for some reason, An Cangmo's indifferent face at the moment when he was awakened kept spinning in his mind.

This young lady seems to be not as simple as she seems on the surface.

(End of this chapter)