Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 92 Healing in the Cave

When Yang Shucheng saw Zhang Shuanying fainted on the ground again, he knew that she was blaming him for being rude to her just now. After looking at her, he hurriedly walked out of the cave.

At this time, it was already dusk, the mountain wind was howling, and the clouds were densely covered. It seemed that the weather was going to change.

Without the horse, how could he go out of the mountain and go to the village market to buy medicine to treat his injuries? It seemed that the only option was to stay in this cave for the night.

It was early winter, and the night was very cold. While the leader was still awake, Yang Shucheng hurriedly walked down the mountain with his sword in hand, performed Qinggong, ran deeper into the mountain, climbed up the mountain, and cut down dead branches with his sword.

I cut down a bundle of dead branches, which is probably enough to make a fire tonight. Yang Shucheng returned to the cave with the dead branches in his arms, but the leader had not yet woken up.

Yang Shucheng gently walked into the cave, put the dead branches into a pile, and lit them on fire.

The fire was burning brightly, and the cave immediately became warm.

Yang Shucheng felt hungry, so he walked out of the cave again, used Qinggong, and ran into the mountains. When he was chopping firewood, he saw that there were still persimmons that had not fallen from the trees high on the hillside. This reminded him of the time when he and He Jinhua were together in the Taihang Mountains picking persimmons to satisfy their hunger.

Yang Shucheng was worried, so he came to a tall tree, put down his sword, climbed up the tall tree with both hands, sat on a horizontal branch, and picked persimmons with his hands. This persimmon was bigger and softer than the persimmons in the Taihang Mountains.

Yang Shucheng peeled a persimmon and took a bite. The persimmon was cool and sweet, but He Jinhua was no longer in front of him. What should he do?

Yang Shucheng sat on a horizontal branch and thought for a while. He saw that the sky was dark, the mountain wind was howling, the pines were bursting, and they made strange noises like ghosts. He felt a chill in his body. It seems that the weather is going to change tonight, and it might start to snow.

Yang Shucheng stopped thinking and hurriedly reached out to pick an armful of persimmons.

He slipped down the tall tree and ran back. Walked up the hillside to the cave and walked in.

The leader hasn't woken up yet.

Yang Shucheng put the persimmons on the haystack and sat by the fire. He saw the mountain wind blowing into the cave and blowing the red flames deep into the cave.

Yang Shucheng was afraid that the thick smoke would choke the sleeping leader, so he hurried out and cut down a few branches without fallen leaves to block the entrance of the cave. And he himself sat in the direction of the cave entrance to protect the leader from the wind.

Under the light of the fire, the sect leader Shuanying's pale face seemed to be somewhat rosy. Yang Shucheng thought, I wonder when the leader will wake up?

After running around, Yang Shucheng was also a little hungry. Originally there was only one persimmon tree, and he only ate one persimmon. Now he was unbearably hungry.

Yang Shucheng stepped forward unconsciously, picked up a persimmon and started eating it.

As soon as he finished eating a persimmon, he heard the leader's "ah" sound. Yang Shucheng stood up quickly and shouted respectfully:

"The leader."

The sect leader calculated that Ying Youyou woke up and turned around. She saw Yang Shucheng standing in front of her alone. He said to her with concern: "Master, please don't worry. It's safe here. This is a cave."

The leader struggled to stand up, and Yang Shucheng said: "Master, you are seriously injured, lie down and don't move. If you have any orders, just say it."

Zhang Shuanying is as pure as jade and is the leader of the Saintess. How could she be alone with a man in her life? But she knew that she couldn't be angry, otherwise she would faint again. She didn't know how she could be treated so lightly by this man.

Zhang Shuanying calmed down, sat up slowly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Stay away from me."

Yang Shucheng walked to the entrance of the cave as he was told. The cold wind blew on him from the branches, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Yang Shucheng looked out from the cracks in the branches. The sky was as black as ink, and the cold wind blew back and forth in the valley, howling like a wild beast.

Yang Shucheng stood there, feeling very hungry again, so he turned around and said carefully to the leader: "Master, I picked a few persimmons, leader, you can eat a few."

The leader looked at the persimmons on the haystack. There were four or five persimmons. In this winter, they were already shriveled and yellow.

When the leader Suanying saw Yang Shucheng standing at the entrance of the cave, he showed no frivolous intentions, so he stopped speaking harshly to him and said, "You can eat."

Yang Shucheng said: "I just ate it, look..."

He was originally going to say, look at the persimmon skins on the ground, but there are none. It turns out that he was so hungry that he even swallowed the persimmon skins.

The leader asked: "Why did you save me?"

Yang Shucheng said: "The person who killed you is a bad person. He has a grudge against me. If he sees me, he will kill me too. I am not saving the leader. What's more, the leader is much better than me in swordsmanship. If you want to say that, Save, it was the leader who saved me."

After the teacher advocated that Suanying said a few words, she was already weak. Seeing that Yang Shucheng was honest and honest, she stopped talking and practiced cross-legged exercises to heal her injuries.

When Yang Shucheng saw that she had stopped talking, he knew that she was seriously injured and was in a hurry to heal her wounds, so he stopped talking to avoid distracting her.

It was getting colder and colder outside. Unexpectedly, it was only a month into winter and the weather was already so cold. Yang Shucheng was afraid that the leader would be cold, so he blocked the gaps in the branches with his body.

For a long time, the only light in the cave was bright and dim, and otherwise it was darkness. The cry of wild beasts could be heard in the distance. It seemed that except for this cave, everything outside the cave was dark and terrifying.

Yang Shucheng was sitting at the entrance of the cave, his stomach growling with hunger. He would not eat a single persimmon. The leader was weak, so it would be great if he could eat persimmons to replenish his strength! If he ate it and the leader ate one less, the recovery from the injury would be slower.

Yang Shucheng thought this and didn't even look at the persimmon. He was just so hungry that he couldn't scream anymore.

It was late at night, and Yang Shucheng stood up slowly because his legs were sore from sitting. It became even colder outside, and the sound of falling leaves could be heard.

I peeked out and saw the sound of falling leaves. The entire valley was completely white. I don't know when it started snowing in the mountains.

This is an early snowfall this year. The snowflakes are flying and flying, and everything is white. The grass and trees are covered with snow, like the branches of jade trees.

Yang Shucheng felt a little cold, and when he looked back, he saw the leader looking at him with bright eyes.

Yang Shucheng said: "It's snowing outside the cave."

"Oh."

"It's getting cold, I'll add more firewood." Seeing that the leader didn't respond or object, Yang Shucheng walked over, picked up some more branches and threw them on the fire. These were dry branches, and he just heard "boom" "With a sound, the flame shot up to a height of two feet.

The leader saw that this man was much better than Liu Junyi just now. At least he didn't take advantage of others' danger, so he had a good impression of him.

The sect advocated that Shuanying already had a good impression of Yang Shucheng, so he asked, "What is your name? What is your relationship with the White Lotus Sect?"

Yang Shucheng said: "My name is Yang Shucheng, and I live in Yangjiawan Village, Henan Province. My sister was separated when she fled, so I came to the White Lotus Sect to ask the leader for advice on which direction to look for."

Seeing that Yang Shucheng was staying with him at midnight, the leader thought he was hungry too. He looked at the four or five persimmons on the ground and said, "Yang Shucheng, eat the persimmons."

Yang Shucheng said: "The leader is injured. Let the leader eat to recover his strength faster."

The leader said: "Our Saintess Sect was destroyed by the White Lotus Sect. Don't call me leader anymore. You can call me by my name. My name is Zhang Shuanying."

Yang Shucheng stepped forward, picked up the persimmon on the ground, and said, "Master, I'm not polite. I'll call you Sister Zhang. Sister, please eat the persimmon." Then he handed the persimmon sincerely.

Zhang Shuanying took the persimmon and peeled off the skin with her snow-like hands. Looking at Yang Shucheng who was still standing there in a daze, she said, "I only eat one. You can eat the others."

When Yang Shucheng saw that Zhang Shuanying had spoken and refused to eat, he was obviously a little offended, so he bent down and picked up a persimmon. He was so hungry that he didn't even peel it off and swallowed it in one bite.

When Zhang Shunying saw it, she burst into laughter and said, "You should eat it all."

Yang Shucheng asked: "Leader, Sister Zhang, won't you eat another one?"

Zhang Shuanying said: "I've eaten, you can eat it all."

Yang Shucheng saw that she was a girl with a thin body and a waist like a willow. She didn't seem to be telling lies. I saw her face rosy after eating a piece of tea, and her complexion looked much better.

Yang Shucheng picked up another persimmon and ate it. He was so hungry that he could no longer be a humble gentleman.

Zhang Shuanying sat cross-legged next to the fire, healing her wounds with luck. She was dressed in white, and her complexion was like frost and snow. She had a slim figure, jade cheeks and moist lips, and she was unparalleled in beauty. The red firelight shone like a woman under the early morning sun. Lotus flower.

I saw Zhang Shuanying frowning slightly. Yang Shucheng saw it and asked hurriedly:

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"