Overhead currents are heavenly masters

"As the saying goes... sickness comes like a mountain down, ah, sickness goes like a thread." Qin Yue was wrapped in an exaggeratedly thick quilt, as depressed as an addict who had been up all night.

His eyes were red, and his voice was nasal and slurred when he spoke.He looked up at the spirit cat next to the bed: "You don't have to guard me. I have experience in this kind of situation. Get a good sleep tonight and be ready tomorrow morning!"

Before Guan Yunheng could utter a cold snort of contempt, he was preempted by someone (?).The orange cat yelled over with a paw: "Who is guarding you! It's just your meager knowledge. After the incident by the river, your spiritual power has not fully recovered, and you played to lure your soul into a dream again yesterday. You are really promising. You idiot! "

Qin Yue: "..." He didn't dare to make a sound, lest a little spark could make Xiang Liu explode directly.He covered his head with a quilt, with only his eyes exposed, like an ostrich with its head buried in a sandpit.

Everyone: "..." What's going on with this stupidity of being cautious and secretly observing?

Xiang Liu cursed and jumped out of bed, and went to the cabinet in the living room to pick things up.

Guan Yunheng glanced at the winter quilt weighing several kilograms: "He does this every time he gets sick?" Wearing short sleeves to the point of sweating while eating ice cream.Is it too exaggerated to be cold like this when you have a cold and a fever?

Zhu Ming clasped his sleeves and replied, "Xiaoyue's constitution is rather cloudy and cold, and she seldom gets sick. But the sickness will be more serious than ordinary people."

After finishing speaking, he sighed: "Your soul is held by Fumo, and Xiaoyue wears it next to your body. It's actually not good. So I still hope that you can return to your body as soon as possible."

Guan Yunheng: "...do you think I don't want to?"

Zhu Ming: "... also."

"How long does this usually last for him?"

"One night." Zhu Ming paused, and recalled: "It is rare for more than three days."

"Oh." Hearing their conversation, the "chrysalis" on the bed twisted uncomfortably, pretending to be dead.

Every time I spoke before, I was tit-for-tat, how could there be such a peaceful time?One soul and one spirit shook their heads and sighed at the same time, giving birth to a short-lived illusion of "the years are quiet and beautiful".But it was quickly broken by the cruel reality——

The plump orange hairball jumped onto the bed with astonishing agility, and said angrily, "Why don't you order some peanuts and stewed vegetables, and a dozen beers?! Zhu Ming, quickly help me lift the quilt! "

The opening of the quilt was tightly tightened from the inside: "No, Zhu Ming! I am your master, listen to me!"

"Open it!" Xiang Liu began to poke inside: "Can you get out?"

"I don't! Zhu Ming, Zhu Ming, you can't help the tyrant!"

"Give it up! I'll let you go! Qin Yue!"

"I do not--"

Guan Yunheng & Zhu Ming: "..."

The fight ended with Qin Yue's defeat.

He was wrapped with a quilt below his chest, holding a steaming Chinese medicine granule, and muttered in a low voice, "Zhu Ming, you traitor." Damn, when he smelled the cold and fever-reducing granules, his scalp felt numb.Let him do anything as long as he doesn't drink this stuff.

"Stop talking nonsense." Rarely, the opinions of the few were unprecedentedly unanimous.

This is... really sad.The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not old.Seeing that she was struggling without hope, Qin Yue could only pinch her nose and pour the soup into it.After drinking, he rushed to the bathroom and brushed his teeth three times before the smell of the medicine in his mouth faded.

After completing this process, he returned to the bedroom as if lost in his soul.He fell headfirst into the bed, covered his face with the quilt, and soon passed out.Qin Ling, who looked like a ferret, floated over to rub his hair, curled up his tail and slept beside the pillow.

The copper coins beside the window sill suddenly tinkled, and something thick snorted and slid past from outside.Suddenly, it stopped and leaned closer to the window to smell it a few times.

Guan Yunheng watched that direction vigilantly.Zhu Ming closed his eyes and meditated: "That's Shusi who occasionally comes out to wander around at night. He has a keen nose and is very curious, but he has no intention of harming others. This enchantment is very strong. Besides...tonight, instead of worrying about the outside, it is better to worry about the inside." the one."

"What do you mean?"

The orange cat rounded itself up, showing a vicious smile: "You will know in the middle of the night."

Guan Yunheng: "..." He hates this kind of style of saying half and leaving the other half.

At two o'clock in the morning, Qin Yue who was lying on the bed suddenly sat up.His eyes were submerged in the shadow of the dim light in the room, and he suddenly murmured in his mouth carefully: "The soul is back! Go to the king's constant work, why is it more square? It is more ominous to leave the place where the king is happy! "

Guan Yunheng: "..." What the hell?

Xiang Liu lazily raised his head: "Zhu Ming, here he is, starting again."

"Let's take a look first." Zhu Ming held the jade flute in his hand and stood in front of him, looking like he was...preparing?Against whom?Qin Yue?An ordinary cold and fever seemed like a formidable enemy.

"The soul is back! You can't entrust it to the east. A long man is a thousand feet, but the soul is something. It will come out in ten days, and the gold will melt the stone. Everyone is accustomed to it, and the soul will be released. Come back! You can't entrust it. Some..." The young man raised his face.He seemed to be awake but not awake, seemed to be asleep but not asleep, vaguely no different from usual.But those pupils were deep and black, dim and dull, as if hiding an abyss.

He held up one palm, and there was a surge of air in the palm: "The soul is back! The south can't stop. Carve black teeth, get human flesh as a sacrifice, and use their bones as a sacrifice. Viper Zhenzhen, seal the fox for thousands of miles Some..." The airflow gradually twisted into a surging cyclone.

"Idiot! Stop it! You will attract all the wandering spirits in a radius of ten miles!" Xiang Liu shouted, biting his wrist: "Don't go crazy every time you get sick!That guy Qin Yi is dead! "

As soon as the words fell, the cyclone spun rapidly, attacking it with the momentum of piercing through the air, and wiped off one side of its beard.The chubby body did a backflip, narrowly dodged, and then began to curse: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are sick! How did I teach you when you were young? Respect the old and love the young!"

Guan Yunheng: "..." Although it looked like a close call, but somehow felt a sense of joy.

Zhu Ming raised his forehead and said, "Don't play tricks!"

Xiang Liu pointed at Qin Yue who was moving outwards, not to be outdone, and said: "Then you are in the lead. Every time this kid gets sick and makes trouble, how is he any different from someone who pretends to be crazy while drinking?!"

"...Hanging people for fun, throwing them into the abyss. Killing the emperor, and then resting in peace. Come back..."

Zhu Ming's face darkened, and the sound of the flute solidified into golden nets blocking the young man's way: "Xiaoyue!"

"Qin Yue!"

Xiao Ling and Xiang Liu's shouts intertwined.Xiang Liu was anxious and angry, while Xiao Ling was shocked and anxious.

When it was about to explode, Qin Yue was invincible, and her unstoppable momentum suddenly weakened.He turned around numbly: "Zhu Ming? Xiangliu?"

Xiang Liu stroked the only half of his beard left: "Hmph, not bad. I finally became conscious. I also know who we are!"

It trotted over "papa pata": "Hello? Kid..."

Qin Yue passed it by, but didn't see it in her eyes.

"Qin Yue!"

"Xiangliu, wait a minute. It's the backlash of the incantation. He's temporarily trapped in the phantom of the past. So he's not talking to us. It's..." He's talking to us in the past.Zhu Ming's expression instantly became very compassionate.

Spiritual spells?Visions of the past?Guan Yunheng frowned and watched the young man walk towards the white wall: "Are you telling me that he is dead?"

Zhu Ming's sigh echoed in the room, but Qin Yue seemed to hear other voices, and frantically denied: "Impossible. He was only traveling for a month. How could he die?"

After a while, as if Xiang Liu and Zhu Ming from that time and space said something again, he took two steps back: "No, no, the seal is not loose! No!"

The young man walked up and down in this small room, as if performing a long one-man show.Grief, panic, fear, helplessness.These things that Guan Yunheng thought Qin Yue lacked all along had actually always existed.

This feeling is very subtle.Like a well-camouflaged sea urchin, without warning, it exposes the softest tender meat naked/naked to the sun.So fragile, so slender that it felt like something had to be done.

Guan Yunheng asked hoarsely, "Has this happened before?"

Zhu Ming nodded, and gave a wry smile inexplicably: "It happens every time when you are sick. But every time you come to the last moment, you will stop. Because Xiaoyue actually knows that the spirit spell cannot be abused."

Xiao Ling walked up to the young man, and fondled his hair: "But you saw it too. I can't do anything with Xiang Liu, we can only wait for him to wake up."

"What if you can't wake up?"

"Then it will always be like this. The longest time is three days and three nights."

"...does he remember these things when he wakes up?"

"Can not remember."

"..."

A voice came out from the bottom of his heart, roaring like a megaphone in his head: "Really? That's really great!"

The young man kept changing his posture, and finally he knelt there, motionless, like a dried sculpture.

Guan Yunheng couldn't help moving in that direction, he heard the young man muttering to himself——

"No one, there will be no more..."

"It's so dark. Why is it so dark?"

"Who? Is there anyone?"

He raised his head, turned to look at Guan Yunheng, and stretched out his hand: "Who is where?"

In the trapped illusion, Guan Yunheng didn't know who the person opposite him was.But he couldn't help holding the young man's hand: "Idiot! Wake up quickly!"

Qin Yue tilted his head and looked at him, with broken light and reflections gradually appearing in his eyes: "Mr. Guan... Mr. Guan Yunheng?" He fell straight on the ground, snoring softly.

Guan Yunheng: "...What should we do now?" Their hands were still clasped in a strange posture.

Seeing that the problem was solved, Xiang Liu hung it high and said, "Let's hold on, anyway, the soul doesn't have a body, so it won't feel numb."

"..."

The next day, Qin Yue was refreshed, and opened the window in a good mood to breathe: "Today's weather is really nice!"

"..." No one answered.Only Tulan's spirit intimately rolled herself into a scarf and hung it around his neck.

He turned around with a smile and looked at the few with surprisingly similar expressions: "What's wrong? What do you look at..." A little unlovable?But it shouldn't be.It doesn't look like they are arguing.

Qin Yue thinks this question is too difficult, change it!

After breakfast, the phone at hand rang, and as soon as I picked it up, I heard the other end say: "Tianshi, are you free today?"

"Yes. Of course!" He leaned on the back of the chair, with his toes up happily: "Is there a big deal?"

The author has something to say:

many years later

Qin Yue: As long as I'm not allowed to drink cold and antipyretic granules, I can do anything.

Guan Yunheng: Really? (begins to undress)

Qin Yue: ...

Thanks for subscribing.At ten o'clock every night, I am trying to update [-] words a day.In Shusi's "Shan Hai Jing", a strange beast with human legs that resembles an owl and a crow.What Qin Yuewen read was "Calling Soul" from "Chu Ci".

I made a mistake in my previous post, it was updated at nine o'clock in the evening.