Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 94 Roast Deer in the Cave

But it was said that Zhang Shuanying took off the back of her real estate certificate and put on her clothes, and Yang Shucheng put hot ointment on her. A warmth spreads from the back to the whole body, feeling comfortable and comfortable. After posting it, Zhang Shuanying put on the clothes one by one.

Yang Shucheng sat next to the fire, and Zhang Shuanying closed her eyes and remained silent, unable to see her inner joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Yang Shucheng also felt bored and said:

"Sister Zhang, please let her heal her wounds. I'll go hunting outside the cave."

Yang Shucheng added a few more dead branches to the fire. After finishing, Yang Shucheng had no reason to stay in the cave, so he lowered his head and walked out.

Although it is no longer snowing outside, the wind is howling and the air is chilly. Yang Shucheng said he was out hunting, but he had no hunting experience, so he just walked step by step into the mountains.

This canyon is very long, more than ten miles away, and the snow is so deep that there is no big beast, not even a rabbit.

Yang Shucheng was a little discouraged and wanted to go back. Zhang Shuanying was seriously injured. If someone broke in, the consequences would be disastrous.

Yang Shucheng thought of this and hurriedly walked back. After walking for a while, he saw a branch road to the north. The canyon was deep and it felt like there was prey.

When Yang Shucheng thought of this, he could no longer hold back and walked towards the valley.

After walking a few dozen steps, I heard a rustling sound in front of me. Yang Shucheng immediately stopped, not daring to make any noise, and slowly moved forward.

There was a pile of weeds in front, and the sound came from behind the pile of weeds.

Yang Shucheng walked softly towards the haystack. When he got closer, he looked over the top of the haystack. Looking from above, he saw a yellow back looming behind the haystack.

Yang Shucheng stretched his neck and finally saw clearly that it was a deer, lowering its head and eating hay.

Yang Shucheng's vision was accurate. Suddenly, he plucked onions from a dry land, soared into the air and pounced towards the deer.

The deer was obviously extremely hungry, and was eating grass with its head lowered. Suddenly, it saw a flash of cold light, and before it could escape, the sword was inserted into its body, and it fell to the ground, motionless.

Yang Shucheng picked up the deer and ran back with great joy.

He ran back quickly, ran up the hillside, ran into the cave, and shouted: "Sister Zhang, look, I have shot a deer and come back."

Zhang Shuanying saw it and thought to herself that it was rare for Yang Shucheng to spend a day and night with her in the cave. Since he had hunted wild deer, it was not a bad idea to improve his food. Therefore, she smiled and said:

"very good!"

Yang Shucheng hugged Geng and walked outside the cave. He cut off a deer leg with his sword and peeled the deer skin. When he came back, he threaded the deer leg on a branch and put it on the fire to roast.

Sitting in the cave was indeed boring, so Yang Shucheng roasted the deer leg carefully, turning it over and over. After a short time, the venison exuded an alluring aroma.

The two of them had lived in the cave for a long time and felt uncomfortable eating. The smell of the venison made them unable to resist the temptation.

Yang Shucheng cut off a piece of venison, handed it to Zhang Shuanying first, and then cut off a piece himself. They were also hungry, so they stopped being polite and each ate the venison in their hands.

After eating the venison, it was already afternoon. Yang Shucheng was full and sat comfortably. The fire in the cave was now burning brightly, roasting his body lazily.

After Yang Shucheng tried hard for a few times, he still fell asleep.

Although I fell asleep, I just felt unsteady. For a while I thought of being with He Jinhua in the cave, cuddling with each other; for a while I thought of being with Fang Xiaoli in the cave, feeling happy with each other; for a while I thought of being with Zhao Xiaolin in front of the pool, loving each other. The spring sentiment is rippling like the spring water, and the white lotus blooms beautifully on the lake.

Suddenly, I thought of Zhang Shuanying. She was walking with him in the canyon. There was a long mountain road, holding hands, with peanut trees on both sides, birds singing, and the warmth of spring. Yang Shucheng suddenly felt that this was not good, but he was so weak that he could not struggle away.

"Ah..." Yang Shucheng suddenly woke up when he heard a cry in his sleep. It turned out to be just an erotic dream.

Yang Shucheng opened his eyes, the cave wall was still there, the fire was still there, everything was like a spring dream without a trace.

Yang Shucheng took a look and saw that this was not an erotic dream.

Zhang Shuanying was already lying on her side. Yang Shucheng jumped up in surprise and shouted:

"Sister Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Shuanying heard Yang Shucheng's panic shouting, opened her eyes, looked at Yang Shucheng's anxious eyes, couldn't help but said "Wow..." and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Shucheng looked at Zhang Shuanying and his face turned pale, even his lips turned gray.

Zhang Shuanying struggled to sit up, but couldn't.

Yang Shucheng understood, stepped forward and knelt on the ground, and helped Zhang Shuanying sit up from behind.

Yang Shucheng could feel her weak body, leaning softly in front of him. If she left by herself, she would fall to the ground again, so Yang Shucheng kept supporting her without letting go.

Zhang Shuanying was hit by a "palm thunder" and was seriously injured. However, a plaster was applied to his back and he was doing exercises to heal the injury day and night. How could his injury suddenly worsen?

Zhang Shuanying was only in her twenties. Three years ago, she was selected as a saint by her master, who taught her swordsmanship and magic. She was asked to go to the south of the Qinling Mountains to be the saint's leader and promote the teachings.

Zhang Shuanying was determined to expand the influence of the Saintess Sect, and she also had to deal with the White Lotus Sect across the mountain. She worked day and night. How could she consider the personal relationship between men and women?

I don't want to get hurt, trapped in this cave, passing the time inch by inch, meeting an honest and simple man like Yang Shucheng. Now that both of them had eaten venison, Yang Shucheng sat cross-legged by the fire, fell asleep soundly, and had done nothing wrong with himself. This was much cuter than those lecherous people.

When Zhang Shuanying got involved in the affair between a man and a woman, her heart was surging and she couldn't hold it back. She looked at Yang Shucheng who was sleeping. The latter was handsome and elegant, which was really lovely. She also knew that this was not good, but she had no choice but to let her yearning for spring continue as endlessly as the torrential river.

Zhang Shuanying was moved, but she tried her best to control it. Her mind was at war, and her injuries were affected. She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.

Yang Shucheng thought her injury was getting worse, so he was so panicked that he hurriedly said, "I'll take you to the doctor."

Zhang Shuanying said: "No need, doctors can't cure it either."

Zhang Shuanying was weak, and Yang Shucheng held her in his arms. Seeing that her face was pale and haggard, like a peach blossom in the wind and rain, it was extremely uncomfortable to look at her. If he could replace her, Yang Shucheng would be willing to take her place.

"What should I do!"

"It'll be fine after a while." Zhang Shuanying's voice became a little weak.

There was still blood on her lips, and Yang Shucheng reached out to wipe it clean for her.

Feeling that her body was as cold as ice and snow, I hugged her tightly, like holding a piece of ice, where was the breath of life?

He quickly moved closer to the fire. His body was as hot as coals, but Zhang Shuanying's body was radiating a coolness from inside.

When Yang Shucheng saw Zhang Shuanying's life disappearing bit by bit, his heart ached and he was helpless.

Zhang Shuanying was so cold that her teeth chattered, making a sound like knocking on ice. She said, "Hold me tight."

Yang Shucheng hugged her tightly, trying to warm her with his own body temperature.

"hold me."

Yang Shucheng took her thin body into his arms and wanted to melt her into his heart.

Just holding it like this, for a long time, Zhang Shuanying realized that it was her fault after all. She concentrated her mind and adjusted her breath. After a long time, she felt that her mood was indifferent, as still as still water, and a ray of warmth rose from her heart, slowly. It spread all over her body, her body felt a little warmer, and her face seemed to be a little flushed.

Her lips became red and slightly opened, and her breath was as fragrant as orchids.

Her eyes were slightly closed and blurred. Yang Shucheng couldn't help but lean down and meet her lips.

Zhang Shuanying seemed to be alive all of a sudden. She turned her hands around and hugged Yang Shucheng's waist. Her body was as hot as charcoal, yet soft as cotton, and she was held tightly by Yang Shucheng like a cat.

Zhang Shuanying seemed to be floating on the blue waves, lazily, and seemed to be mumbling to herself, but she couldn't tell what the words were.