[Yi Tian] Breaking the cocoon

Although Song Qingshu didn't know what Zhang Wuji was planning, he was not in a hurry - both legs were broken, he couldn't walk even if he wanted to, so when the village farmer named Lin Hu came over, he asked him to send a letter a few miles away Yin Liting went to the small town, and he stayed here to recuperate with peace of mind.

Not long after Lin Hu left, Zhang Wuji came over with a bowl of dark soup.Song Qingshu was proficient in medical theory, and smelled that the bowl of medicine was common bone broth, so he drank it without hesitation.

After drinking the medicine, Song Qingshu handed the medicine bowl back to Zhang Wuji, and asked seemingly casually, "Brother Zeng's accent doesn't seem to be local?"

Zhang Wuji said: "I'm from the north." But he refused to say anything else.Song Qingshu saw him with a straight face and a serious look, he felt more and more funny in his heart, and couldn't help but want to tease him: "What a coincidence, my sect is also located in northern Hubei, maybe we are from the same town?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head stiffly: "No." Then no matter how Song Qingshu asked, he refused to say any more.Seeing him like this, Song Qingshu knew that it was time to stop, so he stopped teasing him and said instead: "Since you saved me, have you ever seen the cloth strips wrapped around my hands?" with his left hand.When he woke up, he found that the cloth strip had disappeared, and there was no cloth strip. If Chen Yijian woke up, he could only leave and let the two kings meet the king. The consequences would not be too good.

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, he was the one who removed the cloth with his own hands.At first I thought that the other party was injured, so I cut the tightly tied cloth strips, but who knew there was nothing underneath. "I threw it away."

Song Qingshu frowned slightly.For some reason, Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat when he saw his appearance, and when he found out, he couldn't help explaining: "Sorry...that's very important?"

Song Qingshu didn't know what was going on in his mind, he frowned and said, "It's really troublesome. Can I ask you something?"

"You said."

"Find me a living creature, the sooner the better, I need some blood."

Zhang Wuji glanced at him subtly: Doesn't senior brother have bloodsickness?What does he need blood for?He said in his mouth: "Is stagnant dog blood okay?" Before Lin Hu pulled back the three dead vicious dogs, intending to burn them into dog meat soup to calm the shock, the dog blood also took half a pot and clotted it, but it's okay Dissolve some with water.

"can."

So Zhang Wuji brought the half basin of blood over, and Song Qingshu asked him for a piece of cloth, soaked in the melted blood, made a new blood cloth and wrapped it around the palm of his hand.When he was doing this, he didn't shy away from Zhang Wuji, even though the other party was staring at him with strange eyes the whole time.

After doing all this, Song Qingshu was obviously tired.After all, he was injured, hurting his vitality, and after being busy for a while, his eyelids had already started to fight.Seeing this, Zhang Wuji took the remaining blood clot out, told him to "take a good rest" and didn't come back.Although he had countless questions in his heart, it was inconvenient to ask them out, so he planned to follow Song Qingshu's side, if he wanted to do evil again, he could take precautions in advance.

In the afternoon, when Lin Hu came back, he brought Yin Liting's letter. Song Qingshu opened it and read it. Yin Liting told him in the letter that after Emei, Shaolin and Kongtong disciples had also arrived. He was the only one in the Wudang sect. Stay in the inn to deal with.He asked Lin Hu to send Song Qingshu to the inn, and he would be an extra thank you at that time.

Song Qingshu also intends to go back to the inn, after all without him by his side, Yin Liting is likely to do stupid things.And now that Zhang Wuji has come out of the valley, he will return to Wudang sooner or later. With his current kung fu and special status, it is the opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding between Yin Liting and Yang Xiao.If you are lucky, you may be able to settle the bad debt between Chen Yijian and him by the way.

During Zhang Wuji's adulthood, although Song Qingshu had several ambiguous mutual aid relationships with him, there was always a knot in his heart, that is Zhang Wuji's feelings for Chen Yijian.He himself used to be infatuated with Zhou Zhiruo, and even did many wrong things because of it.To judge others by oneself, it is natural to think that even though Chen Yijian had betrayed Zhang Wuji, the latter still regarded the former very seriously in his heart, which can be seen from the fact that he was talking about "senior brother" in his sleep.

He is now using blood pressure to suppress Chen Yijian's consciousness, after all, it is only an expedient measure. The system once said that his integration with the body is not as good as Chen Yijian's, and it is unknown when the other party will rebound.Therefore, there are only two paths in front of him: one is to continue to use this method to replace it, and take one step at a time; the other is to make Zhang Wuji completely dislike "Song Qingshu", and even lead him to give up his identity.

Both methods are not satisfactory, so he has not yet made up his mind exactly how to do it.It's better to take Wuji back to the inn first, and the rest can be discussed in the long run.

Making up his mind, he planned to bring up the matter with Zhang Wuji, but now he found that the latter had gone somewhere.Song Qingshu called Lin Hu to ask, "Where's your little brother?"

Lin Hu said: "He said he was going out for a while, and he probably will be back soon, but he didn't say what he was going to do."

Song Qingshu nodded, thinking to himself that he would tell Zhang Wuji about it after seeing Zhang Wuji at night.However, in the evening, the sky suddenly turned cloudy, and just after You Hour, heavy snow began to fall.

"It's snowing, my goodness for keeping guests!" Lin Hu looked at the heavy snow outside the window, closed the inner door tightly, and turned to Song Qingshu, "My lord, it looks like you won't be able to leave tomorrow."

Song Qingshu also saw the snow potential, nodded and said: "This situation is also helpless, my uncle should understand."

Lin Hu said with a smile: "It's best if you don't worry! Although my place is small, I have enough firewood. I'm sure the kang will be heated so that the distinguished guests won't be frozen!"

Song Qingshu responded noncommittally, thinking that he hadn't seen Zhang Wuji for a long time, he couldn't help saying: "No... Brother Zeng didn't say when he would come back?"

Lin Hu shook his head and said: "No! But the appointment is coming soon!" After speaking, he suddenly heard a "gululu" sound, and couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu in astonishment. The latter looked slightly embarrassed, and raised his hand to press his abdomen, "I... "

"Hey! Look at me! I'm so confused!" Lin Hu slapped his forehead, "I forgot to prepare meals after a day of tossing around! Are you hungry, sir? Wait a minute, I'll go prepare meals!"

"Brother Lao!"

"No work, no work!" Seeing the young master in front of him nodding slightly and smiling at him, Lin Hu couldn't help waving his hands again and again, thinking that the young master of this rich family is really polite, and it's really not something a rough man like him can resist, so he hurriedly withdrew The bedroom went to the kitchen to prepare meals.

Not long after he went out, Zhang Wuji came back feeling cold, with a basket full of medicinal herbs and fruits on his back.Song Qingshu saw the flat peach on the top at a glance, and couldn't help but be slightly startled: Could it be that he went up the cliff and went back to the valley?

Zhang Wuji ignored his scrutiny, just unloaded the basket, took a peach out of it and threw one to him: "Eat it!"

Song Qingshu raised his hand to take it, and it was cold in his hand, obviously the peaches had been frozen by the wind and snow outside.He was about to ask, but saw that the other party picked up a few herbs without saying a word, then pushed the door out, and swallowed the words that were on his lips, he couldn't help but think to himself: Is this awkward?Still embarrassed?

But soon his attention was attracted by the faint aroma, and the hunger in his stomach became even worse. Song Qingshu squeezed the peach in his hand, and felt that it was not so cold, so he rubbed off the peach hair and ate it in a few mouthfuls middle.

Soon after the dinner was ready, Lin Hu packed up one of the vicious dogs and made it into a hot pot for the two of them. Both Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu hadn't eaten for a day, and the three big men scooped up all the hot pot. It was already very late.Lin Hu put away the pot and stove, but Zhang Wuji brought another bowl of soup from outside and handed it to Song Qingshu: "Drink it!"

Song Qingshu's stomach was bloated after taking the medicine just now, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw the bowl of medicine: He really couldn't take it anymore.

Zhang Wuji misunderstood what he meant, and the corner of his mouth curled slightly: "Why, are you afraid that I will poison you?"

"Of course not." Song Qingshu took the medicine bowl, "It's just that I just ate, and I can't drink it, let's talk about it later!"

Zhang Wuji said: "The medicine must be drunk while it's hot, it won't work if it's cold."

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, why didn't he understand this truth?It's just that this medicine can continue to be warmed on a small stove, so that it won't lose its medicinal properties.Zhang Wuji studied under Hu Qingniu, how could he not understand this truth?He squinted at the young man in front of him, the latter still had a scrupulous look on his face, no emotion could be seen, and he didn't know if it was on purpose or if he really forgot.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally Song Qingshu was defeated.He knew that this bowl of medicine was made by Zhang Wuji from the herbs they planted in the valley. If he didn't drink it, Zhang Wuji might have to go to the valley again tomorrow.Even though the young man has accomplished his magical skills now, it is extremely dangerous to go back and forth on the cliff, so it is better to avoid it if you can!

Just as he was trying his best to pour down the soup, Lin Hu knocked on the door and came in, saying to the two of them: "It's getting late, you two should go to bed earlier! The bedding in my house is on the shelf next to it. use."

Zhang Wuji was slightly startled: "Brother Lin, don't you have another bedroom here?" He really didn't want to let him and Song Qingshu be alone in the same room.

Lin Hu said with some embarrassment: "I'm usually alone, and I don't have many kangs, so I can only let you make do with it. My family's kang is big, and the two of you can sleep as much as you want, and you won't squeeze Mr. Song! "

"how about you?"

Lin Hu scratched his head: "I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I put the chairs together and put them in the kitchen for one night!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, and said, "How can you let the master sleep in the kitchen? Brother Lin, you sleep here, and I'll go to the kitchen."

"No way! No way!" Lin Hu waved his hands repeatedly when he heard the words, no matter how much Zhang Wuji tried to persuade him, he just didn't agree.Seeing the stalemate between the two, Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing, and said: "You don't have to argue! I think Brother Lin's kang is big enough to sleep three or four people. We are all men, so we don't have so many taboos. We squeeze together for a night. Squeeze!"

The author has something to say: So the two share the same bed, have different dreams in the same bed, what else is there in the same bed?