small rivers and lakes
Chapter 48
Zhong Yi flipped her hands over, grabbed Le Wuyou's palms, facing each other, injected a ray of internal force into his body, narrowed her eyes slightly, and carefully felt the changes in his internal breath.
After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the pale but peaceful sleeping face of the person on the bed, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
It seems that Le Wuyou's natural meridians are thinner than others. Although he is unconscious at this time, the inner breath in the meridians is still flowing gently, elegant and light, as if the breeze flows and the colorful clouds disperse. The famous Yun San Xin Jue.
Zhong Yi frowned, clenched his palm unwillingly, injected a ray of internal energy into him again, and carefully probed his body as if with divine consciousness.
The candle at the bedside became shorter little by little, and beads of sweat oozed from Zhong Yi's forehead. After searching back and forth three times, he could barely detect a slight trace of the vicissitudes of life.
——And the formula of calmness was suppressed.
He withdrew his hand, his expression calmed down, and he thought to himself: Although the sons and daughters of the world are willing to help each other, not everyone is willing to heal the blood of the younger generation who meets by chance. Is this mother-in-law with hairpin really not related to Ah You?
Zhong Yi sighed, got up and took clean water to cleanse Le Wuyou's body, soaked the towel in the water, the cold well water made him shiver.
Holding the copper basin with both hands, instilling internal energy, after a while, steam rose from the basin, Zhong Yi wet a towel with warm water, and gently wiped away the blood beads on Le Wuyou's body, his heart trembled slightly.
The body under the hands is pale and thin, and it has experienced extreme pain without leaving any traces. Under the thin skin, hot blood flows, and the ten fingers are slender, but they can carry a tripod.
The wet towel slowly slid down his firm belly, Zhong Yi's panting became heavy, but the corners of his lips could not help but bend, he pulled his legs away, and wiped the little house sparrow lying quietly in the grass, a little I squeezed it badly through the wet towel, thinking: If I take this opportunity to get rid of this bunch of grass for him...
When he wakes up tomorrow, will he slash himself with the Xue Zhao Yun Guang Jue?
So Zhong Yi smiled and the smile disappeared, and he flattened his mouth bitterly. He wanted to kiss Le Wuyou's slightly parted thin lips, his delicate collarbone, and his small belly button... Lying naked in front of him with his sweetheart like this, but unable to kiss or kiss, this is simply more cruel torture than hacking into pieces.
"Alas... You can't find Liu Xiahui like me even with a lantern. Cherish it, my Ayou." Zhong Yi shook his head and sighed, moistened a towel with warm water, and continued to wipe it off.
I don't know what method Granny Hairpin used to heal his wounds, Le Wuyou's clothes were all shredded to powder, even shoes and socks were gone, Zhong Yi grabbed his slender ankle and rubbed it carefully little by little.
His feet were very delicate, with nine slender and slender toes, and his shiny nails had a shell-like luster under the candlelight.
While wiping, Zhong Yi said to herself happily: "But I won't be Liu Xiahui all the time. One day, when you and I are connected, I must...hehehe... Amitabha, don't think about it, keep your mind calm ...Peace of mind...but, Ah You is so pretty, how can I be so peaceful?"
After wiping Le Wuyou's whole body clean, the small wounds were also treated with powdered silver needles, Zhong Yi reached out to get the clean clothes, and stopped suddenly.
——This is the residence of the hairpin mother-in-law. Where can I find Le Wuyou's clothes?
Pulling the quilt to cover him, Zhong Yi told herself to sneak into the inner city of Luoyang quietly after dawn tomorrow, and buy two sets of clothes, otherwise, with her worry-free temper, wouldn't it be a big blessing for herself? Blockage?
Of course, it would be great if he is willing to wear his own clothes, hehe.
After finishing all the work, Zhong Yi blew out the candles, and fell asleep in front of the bed. Too many things happened that day, and he should have been sleepless all night, but since Zhong Yi closed his eyes, he began to dream continuously.
In the dream, it was a coastline lined with chaotic rocks, white waves rolled in, and the stormy waves hit the shore. A layer of white petals fell in the crevices of the rocks. A small crab was dumbfounded with its pincers, and quickly crawled towards the shore. go.
The spring on the shore is waning, all the flowers are gone, and a boundless snow-white tung flower blooms, the wind blows down, and the flowers are like rain...
A woman in a white light shirt stood under the flowers, humming a melodious nursery rhyme softly, chasing the running child in front of her soft eyes.
The child in short clothes hung down, ran a few steps shaking his head, suddenly stood on tiptoe, looked at the big boat returning from the sea with a heavy load, and said loudly: "Mother, look, there is a boat, is it that Daddy is back?"
"That's a fisherman returning from the sea, not Daddy."
"A Jue has never met Daddy," the child kicked a stone, pursed his lips and muttered, "Is Daddy's martial arts very high?"
The woman smiled and said: "It's a little bit worse than my mother, but Ah Jue's father is a great hero, fighting swords in the world, fighting for justice..."
The child's beautiful eyes were shining brightly: "Then Ah Jue will grow up to be like Daddy!"
There was no answer behind her back, and the boy turned his head suspiciously: "Mother, you said..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
——The woman in the light shirt disappeared, and under the flower she was standing on, a bloody lump of flesh appeared in the field of vision, its shape was invisible, but it was twitching slightly...
The child opened his mouth wide in fear, but stuffed his small fist into his mouth tightly, blocking the scream that came out of his mouth, and slowly knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, without making a single sound.
"A Jue? A Jue..." A soft call came from beside her ear.
The child hugged his head with his hands, his body twitched in pain, as if he was in a mother's womb, he slowly curled up into a small ball.
"Ajue...Ajue...Ajue..." The voice became louder and closer, as if it was right next to my ear.
Zhong Yi suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at the void in front of him, with no expression on his face, as cold as a ghost.
A slender hand appeared in front of his eyes, shaking it briskly.
Zhong Yi's eyes turned for a moment, and he slowly came back to his senses. He shook his head, and the sternness on his face disappeared without any transition, and he put a smile on his face: "Ayou, you are awake!"
The brilliant morning sun spilled in through the exquisitely carved window lattices, casting a light and shadow with intricate patterns on the wall beside the bed. Le Wuyou lay under this light and shadow, although his face was pale, he had a relaxed smile and lively eyes. The middle water is shining brightly, just like the spring water under the scorching sun, floating in light and leaping into gold.
Zhong Yi smiled and said, "I'm so happy early in the morning, isn't my body hurting?"
"It hurts? Why does it hurt?" Le Wuyou was stunned by the question. The two of them stared at each other. After a while, they took a sharp breath of air, their eyes staring like copper bells. They lifted the quilt with each pause, and lowered their heads. After taking a look, he raised his head in shock, his lips trembling, "No...not dressed...clothes...we...you...you put me...me..."
"..." Zhong Yi was dumbfounded.
Le Wuyou's tongue was tied for a long time, and finally he uttered a sentence: "You...you beast!"
"..." Zhong Yi was tongue-tied.
Le Wuyou picked up the quilt to cover her face, and a sigh came out from under the quilt: "Old man's Yuanyang..."
"I just wiped your body and didn't even kiss you. How could I be a beast?" Zhong Yi felt aggrieved, "Is it wrong to do good things?"
"After such an obscene night, the old man actually fell into a coma... It's really unacceptable... Wait, what did you say?" Le Wuyou crawled out from under the quilt, his voice suddenly raised, "You kid didn't touch the old man?"
Zhong Yi pursed her lips, and was about to speak when suddenly the impatient voice of Granny Hairpin came from the yard: "Little bastard, what trouble have you brought here?"
Le Wuyou was taken aback: "That's the voice of Granny Hairpin, she saved us?"
"Well," Zhong Yi nodded, "I'll go out and see what's wrong."
As he walked out of the room, he couldn't help but pause, and saw Granny Zanhua holding a young man in one hand and throwing him in, a dark blue brocade robe and a golden robe, both of them were ashamed and looked very embarrassed.
"Young Master Chang, Young Master?" Zhong Yi recalled, and felt that with the strength of his acupressure, they should indeed wake up, looked outside the door, and asked in surprise, "Where is Su Yuhen?"
"How does this young master know where the devil has gone?" Anji got up from the ground, looked around the room, and then looked fiercely at Zhong Yi, "Is this your den?"
"Young leader, please pay attention to your words," Zhong Yi said calmly, "I heard that Lingci once invited the great Confucianism of the world to give you lectures, and now judging by the way you speak, it must be that those classics that have been passed down through the ages probably read dog gone."
"You!" Anji gasped, paused, and said viciously, "If you just helped Le Wuyou break into the sword pavilion, you can still be regarded as being deceived by a demon, but if you hold me and my cousin hostage, this problem is serious. Too much! Are you guilty?"
Zhong Yi put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "Not guilty."
An Ji didn't bring it up in one breath, almost choked to death, and said angrily: "If you still have a little conscience, you should send me and my cousin back to the League Headquarters, otherwise, when my father sends someone to find you, you will wait to make peace with Le Wu. Let's go to the stage of chopping together!"
"Are you the little bastard from An Guangsha's family?" Granny Hairpin interrupted suddenly.
"What little bastard? This young master is Anji, the young leader of the Tianxia League!" Anji turned his head domineeringly, and found that the person who was speaking was this young and old woman. It changed, and subconsciously hid behind Zhong Yi.
Hairpin Hua gave him a disdainful look: "How did Chang Xiangyi give birth to such a little beast like you?"
"Slap your mouth! Do you just call out the name of Jiaci casually?" Anji was furious. As soon as he grasped the scabbard, he was about to draw the sword with the other hand. Putting the inch-plus-inch saber back into its sheath, he swung a pair of fleshy palms at Granny Hairpin and shouted, "I'll teach you a lesson for my mother now, you old witch!"
Zhong Yi was so speechless that he couldn't bear to watch it.
Anji was like a golden fledgling, rushing towards him with a shriek. Grandma Hairpin waved her wide sleeves, and stretched out a withered old hand, firmly grasping his throat.
"..." Anji was caught without a fight as soon as he met him.
"A big waste gave birth to a small waste. It's really a weasel that kills rats. One generation is not as good as the next generation." Granny Hairpin snorted unceremoniously, let go of his throat, and pulled out the sword from his waist.
The sword was shining, and the edge of the long sword was as cold as autumn frost in the morning sun. It was really a rare and good sword in the world, but unfortunately it was broken in the middle.
Granny Hairpin flicked the blade of the sword with her fingers, and laughed out loud: "It's a good sword, it's fine if you break it once in my hand, but if you break it again in my son's hand, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes."
Zhong Yi suddenly said: "Mother-in-law knows that this sword has been broken?"
After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the pale but peaceful sleeping face of the person on the bed, his face was cloudy and uncertain.
It seems that Le Wuyou's natural meridians are thinner than others. Although he is unconscious at this time, the inner breath in the meridians is still flowing gently, elegant and light, as if the breeze flows and the colorful clouds disperse. The famous Yun San Xin Jue.
Zhong Yi frowned, clenched his palm unwillingly, injected a ray of internal energy into him again, and carefully probed his body as if with divine consciousness.
The candle at the bedside became shorter little by little, and beads of sweat oozed from Zhong Yi's forehead. After searching back and forth three times, he could barely detect a slight trace of the vicissitudes of life.
——And the formula of calmness was suppressed.
He withdrew his hand, his expression calmed down, and he thought to himself: Although the sons and daughters of the world are willing to help each other, not everyone is willing to heal the blood of the younger generation who meets by chance. Is this mother-in-law with hairpin really not related to Ah You?
Zhong Yi sighed, got up and took clean water to cleanse Le Wuyou's body, soaked the towel in the water, the cold well water made him shiver.
Holding the copper basin with both hands, instilling internal energy, after a while, steam rose from the basin, Zhong Yi wet a towel with warm water, and gently wiped away the blood beads on Le Wuyou's body, his heart trembled slightly.
The body under the hands is pale and thin, and it has experienced extreme pain without leaving any traces. Under the thin skin, hot blood flows, and the ten fingers are slender, but they can carry a tripod.
The wet towel slowly slid down his firm belly, Zhong Yi's panting became heavy, but the corners of his lips could not help but bend, he pulled his legs away, and wiped the little house sparrow lying quietly in the grass, a little I squeezed it badly through the wet towel, thinking: If I take this opportunity to get rid of this bunch of grass for him...
When he wakes up tomorrow, will he slash himself with the Xue Zhao Yun Guang Jue?
So Zhong Yi smiled and the smile disappeared, and he flattened his mouth bitterly. He wanted to kiss Le Wuyou's slightly parted thin lips, his delicate collarbone, and his small belly button... Lying naked in front of him with his sweetheart like this, but unable to kiss or kiss, this is simply more cruel torture than hacking into pieces.
"Alas... You can't find Liu Xiahui like me even with a lantern. Cherish it, my Ayou." Zhong Yi shook his head and sighed, moistened a towel with warm water, and continued to wipe it off.
I don't know what method Granny Hairpin used to heal his wounds, Le Wuyou's clothes were all shredded to powder, even shoes and socks were gone, Zhong Yi grabbed his slender ankle and rubbed it carefully little by little.
His feet were very delicate, with nine slender and slender toes, and his shiny nails had a shell-like luster under the candlelight.
While wiping, Zhong Yi said to herself happily: "But I won't be Liu Xiahui all the time. One day, when you and I are connected, I must...hehehe... Amitabha, don't think about it, keep your mind calm ...Peace of mind...but, Ah You is so pretty, how can I be so peaceful?"
After wiping Le Wuyou's whole body clean, the small wounds were also treated with powdered silver needles, Zhong Yi reached out to get the clean clothes, and stopped suddenly.
——This is the residence of the hairpin mother-in-law. Where can I find Le Wuyou's clothes?
Pulling the quilt to cover him, Zhong Yi told herself to sneak into the inner city of Luoyang quietly after dawn tomorrow, and buy two sets of clothes, otherwise, with her worry-free temper, wouldn't it be a big blessing for herself? Blockage?
Of course, it would be great if he is willing to wear his own clothes, hehe.
After finishing all the work, Zhong Yi blew out the candles, and fell asleep in front of the bed. Too many things happened that day, and he should have been sleepless all night, but since Zhong Yi closed his eyes, he began to dream continuously.
In the dream, it was a coastline lined with chaotic rocks, white waves rolled in, and the stormy waves hit the shore. A layer of white petals fell in the crevices of the rocks. A small crab was dumbfounded with its pincers, and quickly crawled towards the shore. go.
The spring on the shore is waning, all the flowers are gone, and a boundless snow-white tung flower blooms, the wind blows down, and the flowers are like rain...
A woman in a white light shirt stood under the flowers, humming a melodious nursery rhyme softly, chasing the running child in front of her soft eyes.
The child in short clothes hung down, ran a few steps shaking his head, suddenly stood on tiptoe, looked at the big boat returning from the sea with a heavy load, and said loudly: "Mother, look, there is a boat, is it that Daddy is back?"
"That's a fisherman returning from the sea, not Daddy."
"A Jue has never met Daddy," the child kicked a stone, pursed his lips and muttered, "Is Daddy's martial arts very high?"
The woman smiled and said: "It's a little bit worse than my mother, but Ah Jue's father is a great hero, fighting swords in the world, fighting for justice..."
The child's beautiful eyes were shining brightly: "Then Ah Jue will grow up to be like Daddy!"
There was no answer behind her back, and the boy turned his head suspiciously: "Mother, you said..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
——The woman in the light shirt disappeared, and under the flower she was standing on, a bloody lump of flesh appeared in the field of vision, its shape was invisible, but it was twitching slightly...
The child opened his mouth wide in fear, but stuffed his small fist into his mouth tightly, blocking the scream that came out of his mouth, and slowly knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, without making a single sound.
"A Jue? A Jue..." A soft call came from beside her ear.
The child hugged his head with his hands, his body twitched in pain, as if he was in a mother's womb, he slowly curled up into a small ball.
"Ajue...Ajue...Ajue..." The voice became louder and closer, as if it was right next to my ear.
Zhong Yi suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at the void in front of him, with no expression on his face, as cold as a ghost.
A slender hand appeared in front of his eyes, shaking it briskly.
Zhong Yi's eyes turned for a moment, and he slowly came back to his senses. He shook his head, and the sternness on his face disappeared without any transition, and he put a smile on his face: "Ayou, you are awake!"
The brilliant morning sun spilled in through the exquisitely carved window lattices, casting a light and shadow with intricate patterns on the wall beside the bed. Le Wuyou lay under this light and shadow, although his face was pale, he had a relaxed smile and lively eyes. The middle water is shining brightly, just like the spring water under the scorching sun, floating in light and leaping into gold.
Zhong Yi smiled and said, "I'm so happy early in the morning, isn't my body hurting?"
"It hurts? Why does it hurt?" Le Wuyou was stunned by the question. The two of them stared at each other. After a while, they took a sharp breath of air, their eyes staring like copper bells. They lifted the quilt with each pause, and lowered their heads. After taking a look, he raised his head in shock, his lips trembling, "No...not dressed...clothes...we...you...you put me...me..."
"..." Zhong Yi was dumbfounded.
Le Wuyou's tongue was tied for a long time, and finally he uttered a sentence: "You...you beast!"
"..." Zhong Yi was tongue-tied.
Le Wuyou picked up the quilt to cover her face, and a sigh came out from under the quilt: "Old man's Yuanyang..."
"I just wiped your body and didn't even kiss you. How could I be a beast?" Zhong Yi felt aggrieved, "Is it wrong to do good things?"
"After such an obscene night, the old man actually fell into a coma... It's really unacceptable... Wait, what did you say?" Le Wuyou crawled out from under the quilt, his voice suddenly raised, "You kid didn't touch the old man?"
Zhong Yi pursed her lips, and was about to speak when suddenly the impatient voice of Granny Hairpin came from the yard: "Little bastard, what trouble have you brought here?"
Le Wuyou was taken aback: "That's the voice of Granny Hairpin, she saved us?"
"Well," Zhong Yi nodded, "I'll go out and see what's wrong."
As he walked out of the room, he couldn't help but pause, and saw Granny Zanhua holding a young man in one hand and throwing him in, a dark blue brocade robe and a golden robe, both of them were ashamed and looked very embarrassed.
"Young Master Chang, Young Master?" Zhong Yi recalled, and felt that with the strength of his acupressure, they should indeed wake up, looked outside the door, and asked in surprise, "Where is Su Yuhen?"
"How does this young master know where the devil has gone?" Anji got up from the ground, looked around the room, and then looked fiercely at Zhong Yi, "Is this your den?"
"Young leader, please pay attention to your words," Zhong Yi said calmly, "I heard that Lingci once invited the great Confucianism of the world to give you lectures, and now judging by the way you speak, it must be that those classics that have been passed down through the ages probably read dog gone."
"You!" Anji gasped, paused, and said viciously, "If you just helped Le Wuyou break into the sword pavilion, you can still be regarded as being deceived by a demon, but if you hold me and my cousin hostage, this problem is serious. Too much! Are you guilty?"
Zhong Yi put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "Not guilty."
An Ji didn't bring it up in one breath, almost choked to death, and said angrily: "If you still have a little conscience, you should send me and my cousin back to the League Headquarters, otherwise, when my father sends someone to find you, you will wait to make peace with Le Wu. Let's go to the stage of chopping together!"
"Are you the little bastard from An Guangsha's family?" Granny Hairpin interrupted suddenly.
"What little bastard? This young master is Anji, the young leader of the Tianxia League!" Anji turned his head domineeringly, and found that the person who was speaking was this young and old woman. It changed, and subconsciously hid behind Zhong Yi.
Hairpin Hua gave him a disdainful look: "How did Chang Xiangyi give birth to such a little beast like you?"
"Slap your mouth! Do you just call out the name of Jiaci casually?" Anji was furious. As soon as he grasped the scabbard, he was about to draw the sword with the other hand. Putting the inch-plus-inch saber back into its sheath, he swung a pair of fleshy palms at Granny Hairpin and shouted, "I'll teach you a lesson for my mother now, you old witch!"
Zhong Yi was so speechless that he couldn't bear to watch it.
Anji was like a golden fledgling, rushing towards him with a shriek. Grandma Hairpin waved her wide sleeves, and stretched out a withered old hand, firmly grasping his throat.
"..." Anji was caught without a fight as soon as he met him.
"A big waste gave birth to a small waste. It's really a weasel that kills rats. One generation is not as good as the next generation." Granny Hairpin snorted unceremoniously, let go of his throat, and pulled out the sword from his waist.
The sword was shining, and the edge of the long sword was as cold as autumn frost in the morning sun. It was really a rare and good sword in the world, but unfortunately it was broken in the middle.
Granny Hairpin flicked the blade of the sword with her fingers, and laughed out loud: "It's a good sword, it's fine if you break it once in my hand, but if you break it again in my son's hand, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes."
Zhong Yi suddenly said: "Mother-in-law knows that this sword has been broken?"
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