The Science of Rebirth Cultivated Herbs

"Well……"

Head a little dizzy.

Qiu Gong quietly leaned against the wall.Beside him were the fallen figures of the assassins.

I don't know why, he was so careless, and let an assassin take advantage of the loophole, cut his arm open, and the poison penetrated into his body.

"Qiu Gong!"

Oh, that voice of Dong Zhuo.Qiu Gong slowly wanted to open his eyes, but couldn't do what he wanted.Speaking of Dong Zhu, if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't be distracted, right?But I am willing to cover him.

Qiu Gong closed his eyes and thought, moreover, it was thanks to Dong Zhu who rushed forward to sprinkle the powder without fear of danger, otherwise this would be another protracted battle.

Feeling sleepy for a while, Qiu Gong couldn't support himself anymore, and after a struggle, he had to fall into a coma.

Why did I get hurt... Although I don't have any impression, I always feel that I shouldn't be hurt...

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"..., here comes the tea you asked for." A respectful face.

"It's really worthy of being.... It's a well-deserved reputation. When I saw it today, I admire it very much." A hypocritical face.

"It really is...,...it's amazing." A charming voice.

……

very noisy.who is it.

Qiu Gong felt where he was, that place was gorgeous and dignified, those different faces were not far away from him, and those different timbres surrounded him.They were calling him, but he couldn't hear what they were shouting, all the names were blocked in […].

"Enough. Shut up."

Qiu Gong finally spoke,

As soon as his cold voice came out, it seemed that all voices were cut off.He looked at his clothes, the black cloak of his life, so dark and so cold, but it exuded a noble atmosphere.At this time, I was sitting in the main hall, looking at the rows of delicacies and the rows of different dignitaries.

Although surrounded by all kinds of beautiful and charming women, Qiu Gong waved them away mercilessly, staring at the hall in a daze.

He saw himself wandering in the bustling back garden, he saw himself preaching in the magnificent hall, he seemed to see everything, but he didn't remember anything.

where is this place? !

Why are you so familiar with yourself?

Why don't you know anything? ?

Why is the body and feeling not your own? !

Qiu Gong closed his eyes in trouble, he felt bursts of tingling pain enveloping his head, so dull.So he left.He saw the snow all over the mountains and plains, the snow was beautiful and holy, but so cruel.He's running, yes, he's running, he's been running.He heard the poem singing slowly.

The snow is like catkins floating on the body,

Luoxue came back and forth mercilessly.

If we can drink the cold river and snow together,

Wish to be white with the sky.

Qiu Gong saw that his black clothes were stained with white snow, which became light and transparent. He felt a sudden lightness in his body, and he saw himself falling in the snow all over the sky.

Wish to be white with the sky.

He fell into the darkness in a daze. In the darkness, there was such a vague person who gently handed a sword into his hand, so solemn and sad.

Accompanying him has always been nothing more than that precious sword.

The only sword he remembers after losing everything, Yulou Sword.

Remember when he was also sitting in the house where the snow was falling heavily, looking at the quiet and falling snow, someone sat quietly beside him, "What's wrong?"

"Why, does the snow fall so naturally?" he heard himself ask.

"Because, here is the mortal world, and the mortal world cannot withstand the heavy snow."

"Mortal dust? Is it a long, long place?"

"The mortal world is a world, and the mortal world is very short. But the mortal world is only a world, but people call it eternal."

It turns out that the mortal world is forever.Qiu Gong silently closed his eyes and smiled, the person who spoke was the one who handed him the sword.

Too bad he doesn't remember anything.

If we can drink the cold river and snow together,

Wish to be white with the sky.

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"Well……"

"you're awake!"

Who is calling me?

Qiu Gong weakly opened a slit, and saw Dong Zhu's handsome face standing not far away looking at him in horror.

I thought that Dong Zhu would yell something like "deceitful corpse" inexplicably. After all, Dong Zhu often smoked, but at this moment Dong Zhu rushed over and helped him up with snot and tears.

Forget it...

Qiu Gong sighed, asking him to take care of him for so many days was hard work.

After sleeping for the past few days, he vaguely felt something different.He had a long dream, but he couldn't remember it.He just felt that there were many things that he was slowly looking for.

Maybe thank the assassin instead... Although his head is really hurting now, he knows that it is the memory that is oppressing him.

"Why haven't you woken up for so many days..." Dong Zhu handed him the medicine.

"I believe I woke up fast enough."

"That's true. The doctor said that this kind of disease will take at least half a year to recover... It really scared me to death." Dong Zhu opened his eyes exaggeratedly.

"May I be white with the sky." Qiu Gong suddenly said in a daze.

"Ah? What?" Dong Zhu opened his eyes and said, "Why are you writing poetry so well? Have you changed your career?"

...that's all.

Qiu Gong sighed, "Give me the medicine in your hand."

"Oh...here." Dong Zhu looked at him in confusion, "Are you really all right?"

What can be the matter?

Qiu Gong smiled faintly, looking at his own reflection in the medicine bowl.One day I will know, all, the truth.