After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

From that day on, Lin Mao settled down in the bamboo building with the unconscious Xiaoqing.

Fortunately, although most of the Wangyougu small courtyard was burned down, there are still some rough ceramics that are not afraid of fire, and because the Wangyougu Valley will be covered with heavy snow two months after winter every year, the vegetable cellars are also dug deep on weekdays. After the light snow, the head of the village naturally took the tenant farmers to send vegetables, fruits, grains, rice noodles, etc. into the mountains by bullock carts.After resting for two days, Lin Mao barely recovered his breath, and went back to the other side of the small courtyard. He opened several vegetable cellars to see that the food stored before was safe and just enough.Now there are only Lin Mao and Xiaoqing left in Wangyou Valley, and they can live a carefree life, but the pharmacy has been burnt down to be extremely clean. Lin Mao checked it back and forth over and over again. Nothing remained from the fire.

Several of the corpses lying in disorder in the small courtyard before had been dragged away by the coyotes on the mountain within a few days, leaving only a few messy lines of blood and gnawed bones and cloth heads on the snow.Lin Mao couldn't bear it in his heart, so he hurriedly collected the remaining incomplete bones and buried them hastily. During this period, seeing the messy and cruel wounds on the corpses of those unknown people, he became more and more flustered. Jin Lingzi and Jin Lingzi were very worried, and 12 confused - what happened during his absence

But after returning to the bamboo building among the dead trees, Lin Mao's heart was about to be torn in two when he saw Chang Xiaoqing who was unconscious and pale.To be honest, Wangyou Valley is probably in the bleakest situation right now—even if Ding Xie was ridiculed after the civil strife in Wangyou Valley, and Chang Qing was seriously injured, but at least there are still a few people left in the valley, but up to now, Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing were the only living people who could breathe in Wangyou Valley. This scene fell into Lin Mao's heart, how could he not be exhausted physically and mentally.In just a few days, Lin Mao lost a lot of weight, and he vomited blood frequently. The little blood color he managed to raise at Qiao's house all faded away. Lin Mao was almost cornered.

Fortunately, five or six days later, Lin Mao cooked porridge in front of the bed with a tea stove dug out from the servant's room, filtered out a little fragrant, soft and thick rice oil and put it in a bowl, intending to pour it down for Chang Xiaoqing, but Lin Mao As soon as Mao's fingers touched his little apprentice who had been in a coma for many days, he felt a slight tremor under his fingers——Chang Xiaoqing's eyelids moved, and he opened them slowly. Lin Mao looked over.

"Xiaoqing, are you awake?!"

Lin Mao's body trembled, and he stared blankly at Chang Xiaoqing with his eyes wide open. After a while, he spoke carefully and softly. His tone was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of breaking some beautiful dream.

Chang Xiaoqing's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound. After a while, he slowly sat up with his arms propped up, his eyes were burning with two dark lights in the deep-set eye sockets.

"You...do you have any discomfort on your body..."

It wasn't until this time that Lin Mao finally confirmed that Xiaoqing was not dreaming when he woke up like this. He continued to speak in a hoarse voice, then bent down, pressed one hand on Chang Xiaoqing's wrist to measure his pulse, and with the other hand But already unconsciously caressed his forehead.

Chang Xiaoqing stared at Lin Mao motionlessly, and raised her hand to touch Lin Mao's cheek lightly.

Lin Mao blinked, only to realize that his face was full of tears at some point.Lin Mao shrank his shoulders, hurriedly buried his head, and wiped away the wetness on his embarrassed face with his sleeves.

"I lost my composure for being a teacher...it's just...you, Xiaoqing...why did you make such a fuss——

Halfway through the conversation, Lin Mao was meeting Chang Xiaoqing's deep eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly grabbed Chang Xiaoqing's thin and dry wrist, and said eagerly, "Do you still recognize me, Xiaoqing? Did you recognize me before?" Here... I am..."

"...Master...Father."

Chang Xiaoqing half-sat in the thick fur of the bear, and Lin Mao still groped him up and down to look him up and down. After a while, he answered Lin Mao's words hoarsely. His tone was a little weird, but Lin Mao was in a good mood. Under the agitation, he didn't notice it.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness..."

After being diagnosed with Chang Xiaoqing's stable pulse and strong internal breathing, Lin Mao repeated repeatedly, obviously extremely lucky.But it was also like this, as soon as Chang Xiaoqing recovered, a string that had been tense on Lin Mao's body for the past few days suddenly loosened, and in an instant, every muscle, bone, skin, and flesh ached. The porcelain bowl was thrown out of his hand, and it was about to hit the ground.Fortunately, Chang Xiaoqing stretched out his arms suddenly, and hugged Lin Mao with one hand, and spread the palm of the other hand, and the small bowl was inserted into his hand, and the white and lukewarm rice soup in the bowl Not a single drop was sprinkled.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mao was even more relieved, and he was sure that Chang Xiaoqing's serious illness hadn't been damaged at all.Now he was happy in his heart, and his plain white face naturally brought out some color.Ever since Chang Xiaoqing woke up, she had never turned her eyes away from Lin Mao's face. At this moment, she happened to see the happiness and joy shining in Lin Mao's eyes. There is still a bit of the wetness when we shed tears before, with a small piece of faint peach petal-like fine powder.

Chang Xiaoqing was taken aback, and immediately hugged Lin Mao tighter.

"Master."

He rustled and shouted, as if a mouthful of warm heart blood was choked in his throat.

"Bowl, be careful with the bowl!"

Lin Mao, who was originally born, just yelled repeatedly in bewilderment—even though he was resurrected from the dead and returned to his old age, Lin Mao still only thinks that he is the old and old "Old Master Lin" in Wangyou Valley. He cared about what Chang Xiaoqing was thinking, and now he couldn't detect the chaotic thoughts of the little apprentice at that moment.

Lin Mao felt that he was out of breath being hugged by the little apprentice, so he broke free quickly, took the bowl from Xiaoqing's hand and put it aside.After he poured the rice soup in the bowl back into the mug on the stove, he turned around and looked at Chang Xiaoqing, who had returned to his expressionless, stern appearance like a stone puppet.

Looking at his apprentice's unchanged appearance for many years, Lin Mao himself didn't realize that his heart was slowly sinking back to its original position, but just looking at Chang Xiaoqing's thin and handsome side face, he felt an indescribable feeling Peace of mind.

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"What happened during the time I was not in the valley? Why was the small courtyard burned, and there were so many corpses..."

After Chang Xiaoqing stabilized, Lin Mao could no longer hold back his doubts and anxiety, and asked Chang Xiaoqing repeatedly.He thought that he finally had an answer to his doubts for many days, but Chang Xiaoqing listened to his question in a daze, but a little perplexed expression slowly appeared on his face.

"Corpse? Burned?"

Chang Xiaoqing repeated softly, with a somewhat dazed tone.

Having been together for many years, Lin Mao naturally understood what this meant. He swallowed his unfinished words suddenly, and his brows were deeply wrinkled.

"Xiaoqing?" After a while, Lin Mao tentatively said, "You were..."

Chang Xiaoqing's white hair was scattered, and the messy hair almost covered half of his face. The bamboo building was dim, and it was almost impossible to see his expression clearly.

"I do not remember."

Chang Xiaoqing spoke steadily.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Mao's fists that were suddenly clenched on the edge of his bed. The man's knuckles had already started to turn white, and the slightly blue blood vessels on the back of his hands came out from under the jade-like skin.

Before Lin Mao could speak, Chang Xiaoqing continued to add: "I just remember... I seemed to be walking in the snow, and then I wanted to kill someone, but someone rushed out, and I stabbed him... "When I got here, Chang Xiaoqing's voice trembled a little, "Then I recognized that person is you."

Lin Mao watched Chang Xiaoqing's shoulders tremble slightly, and the masseter muscles on his cheeks protruded. He was gritting his teeth hard. Even though Chang Xiaoqing kept his expression on his face, how could it be possible that Lin Mao couldn't see that he had known him for so many years? The pain and fear of the latter.And because Chang Xiaoqing was used to being restrained and reserved in front of Lin Mao, now that his demeanor fell into Lin Mao's eyes, it made Lin Mao's heart ache even more.

"It's okay, my appearance has changed a lot now, and you were delirious at the time..." Lin Mao recalled Chang Xiaoqing's appearance at that time, and it seemed that an invisible finger flicked his heart.

(Didn't Xiaoqing look distracted at the time, so it's no wonder he can't remember what happened in Wangyou Valley at that time.) Lin Mao secretly thought.

"...It's really amazing that you can recognize me. If I were you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to recognize me in person."

Lin Mao said, the end of the sentence was deliberately raised, and he forced a little lightheartedness.

Chang Xiaoqing didn't speak, but raised his hand and pressed his palm on Lin Mao's chest - the position was exactly where his sword pierced at the beginning.

"No matter what Master has become, I can recognize it." Chang Xiaoqing said, "It's my fault that I hurt you."

A plain and simple sentence, but Lin Mao could clearly hear the blood in Chang Xiaoqing's tone.

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly moved to Chang Xiaoqing's place, and then stretched out his hand to peel off the neckline, revealing a snow-white chest in front of the latter's eyes.

"It's really all right, you see, the wound is almost invisible now."

Lin Mao said.

Chang Xiaoqing's eyes only glanced at the shiny and snow-white area, and happened to see the small and finely powdered milk beads on Lin Mao's chest, which had stood up from the cold.Chang Xiaoqing quickly looked away as if her eyes were burned, and at the same time, she shot Lin Mao's loose collar back into the distance like lightning.

"Next time... Master, don't do such a thing." Chang Xiaoqing's voice was dry. "If it was at that time... I was still delirious at that time, or I didn't have time to send you to the unknown old man..."

The voice of the words gradually fell, Chang Xiaoqing frowned and looked at Lin Mao with fear on his face. He was unwilling to say the most terrible consequences.

Chang Xiaoqing's face was pale, and the sickness was still there. Lin Mao was used to being soft in front of his apprentice, so he nodded naturally, and said softly: "I listen to you..."