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

Yufeng is the mountain where Wangyou Valley is located. Because there are hot springs underground in Wangyou Valley, even in the coldest season of winter, it is just covered with snow and snow. Going down, after a little snow, it will become the icy hell. As long as ordinary people stay in the woods for a stick of incense, they will be frozen solid from skin to bones, and they can be hammered on that person with a hammer After a while, you can see that the person is torn apart like a solid pottery, shattered into bright red ice cubes the size of a washbasin, and it can make a crisp sound when it falls on the ground.

Therefore, if you can't go down the mountain before Yufeng is completely frozen every year, you have to stay in this Wangyou Valley for the next spring.According to Lin Mao's idea, he is one of ten thousand people who don't want to be trapped in this Valley of Worry, not to mention the lack of food and clothing in the valley, and he can't even find any dregs of boiled medicine. Zi and Ji Wuming have no news now, Lin Mao wants to find someone in the world to help him find out, but there is no way.It's a pity that in the last few days when he was able to go down the mountain, Chang Xiaoqing happened to have a headache. Lin Mao didn't dare to let him run too much and cause any hidden dangers, so he could only wait on him carefully. When Chang Xiaoqing recovered, Yufeng had already closed the mountain up.

The news that Chang Xiaoqing brought today completely made Lin Mao give up.

"That's it..." Lin Mao sighed softly.

That Chang Xiaoqing was close to Lin Mao, and his eyes were even tighter, naturally he didn't miss the disappointment that Lin Mao revealed at that moment.His dark pupils flickered in the shadows.

"It's my fault. If I hadn't been trying to be brave, I wouldn't have allowed you to be trapped here, Master."

Chang Xiaoqing said with a hoarse voice.

Lin Mao couldn't see Chang Xiaoqing's pitiful look of fearing that he would do something wrong the most, and the half of his heart was suddenly thrown out of the sky. He quickly patted Chang Xiaoqing's arm and said, "What are you talking about? I have dragged you down—I know my own body, how can my old bones withstand the bumps on the way down the mountain...cough cough..."

Lin Mao's breath became a little unsteady as he spoke in a hurry, and finally coughed out again uncontrollably.

Now the blood he coughed up really couldn't hide from Chang Xiaoqing.

Chang Xiaoqing's face turned pale little by little, and Lin Mao pursed his lips nervously, wanting to say something comforting, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he didn't say a word for a while.

After a while, Chang Xiaoqing slowly rolled up his sleeves with his fingers, stroked Lin Mao's palm, and carefully wiped away the blood.

Perhaps accidentally, the rough thumb of the little apprentice slid across Lin Mao's palm, causing Lin Mao's neck to shudder in an instant.

Lin Mao withdrew his hand abruptly, and Chang Xiaoqing just let go at this moment.

The room was silent for a moment.

Lin Mao looked at Chang Xiaoqing, only to see that the white-haired man was still staring at his palm with downcast eyes and remained silent.Inexplicably, Lin Mao was watched by Chang Xiaoqing and felt that his palm felt a little hot as if it had been scorched by something warm.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Lin Maoxu said, only that Chang Xiaoqing was the same as usual, and when he saw that he was sick, he felt a little awkward-he, this little apprentice, was a bit taciturn since he was a child, and all his emotions were all restrained in his heart, and he would only be in Lin Mao. Mao showed a little bit in front of him.Because of this, Lin Mao felt especially sorry for Chang Xiaoqing.

"Well, I know, Master, you will be fine—" Chang Xiaoqing raised his head and stared at Lin Mao, repeating the latter's words word by word.

For some reason, Lin Mao met Chang Xiaoqing with a dark red gaze, but his chest twitched slightly, and a trace of inexplicable uneasiness ran through his heart like a gossamer, which was fleeting and impossible to explore.

After a while, Chang Xiaoqing suddenly got up again and walked towards the door, saying: "I hunted a deer for you today, I saved the deer's blood, and I will make some deer blood soup for you later. "

While talking, Lin Mao saw him find a saddle-shaped cowhide water bag from the heavy clothes that he had thrown at the door before.The water bag is now bulging. It was originally light brown leather, but it has been stained black and red by blood in the past few days.

"Why did you hunt deer again..."

Lin Mao couldn't help frowning.

Ever since he told Chang Xiaoqing what the nameless old man said, saying that he wanted to eat food with strong blood, Chang Xiaoqing often went to the mountains to hunt deer, and then took the blood of the buck back and gave it to him together with velvet and venison. Lin Mao cooks meat porridge to eat.

Lin Mao watched as Chang Xiaoqing skillfully took the casserole and poured the deer blood from the cowhide bag into the casserole. There was a sweet smell of deer blood in the air.

"... After all, it hurts Tianhe." Lin Mao said dryly, carefully revealing a little resistance.

In fact, if the deer blood is really useful, Lin Mao can only let Chang Xiaoqing go. However, after eating the deer blood soup and pheasant blood these days, Lin Mao feels that it is not very useful—at least, far less The snake blood that the unknown old man gave him that day was effective.

But recalling the appearance of the strange snake that he saw in the bowl that day, Lin Mao knew that it might be a rare and rare snake he found somewhere, and it might be because of the snake blood in the bowl that it had such an effect.Now that Wangyou Valley is filled with ice and snow, and Chang Xiaoqing suffers from the headache and loss of soul, Lin Mao couldn't bear the little apprentice running around in vain, so he didn't point out this matter.

However, when he inadvertently remembered the snake blood he drank that day, the full, sweet breath and the slightly thick, warm scarlet liquid in his memory seemed to still have an aftertaste between his lips and teeth, but Lin Mao's throat was hooked unconsciously. After rolling a bit, a sense of emptiness similar to hunger and thirst crawled out from his body, with small claws hooked in his throat.

"Master."

Chang Xiaoqing's voice sounded at the right time, which brought Lin Mao back to his senses suddenly.Chang Xiaoqing turned around, and carefully handed a teacup to the bed.There was a pool of bright red in the teacup, which was the blood jelly that would be congealed after the deer blood was heated—it was also the deer blood soup that Lin Mao ate every day.

Counting back 50 years, Lin Mao never took a bite of this kind of thing. Who would have thought that if he came back from the dead now, he would have to eat such bloody things as a meal every day.

However, this is the filial piety of his apprentice after all, so Lin Mao could only suppress the resistance in his heart, brought the tea cup filled with deer blood soup, put it to his mouth, and took a small sip...

"Ok?"

Lin Mao was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup and took another look.

He thought before that it was because of his own memories that he felt the sweet smell so clear, but he didn't expect that the bloody smell that made him hungry and thirsty was actually emanating from the bowl of deer blood soup in his hand.