what!Ginseng is refined!

Xiao Tianyun liked to move more and more with human body, and he didn't want to go back to the flowerpot at night.

After the two cleaned up the mess in the yard, the red-backed sweet-scented osmanthus and the horsetail ephedra were locked in a cage unwillingly and went to sleep.Chu Wenjing had nothing to do with Xiao Tianyun, so he vacated the bed for Xiao Tianyun to sleep in, and prepared to make the floor by himself.

Xiao Tianyun: "What are you doing?"

Chu Wenjing spread the mattress on the floor, feeling that it might be cold, moved out another bed and spread it on top, and gestured to Xiao Tianyun: "Make the bed, you sleep on top, and I sleep on the bottom."

"We have slept together before, which proves that two people can sleep on the bed." Xiao Tianyun stretched out his hand and pulled the person up from the ground, "Sleeping together."

Chu Wenjing explained: You were the Leaf Man in the form of a child at that time.

Xiao Tianyun: "We were together when we were drunk last time."

Chu Wenjing: But...

But Xiao Tianyun did what he said and moved too fast, he didn't see Chu Wenjing's subsequent gestures, and he quickly threw the mattress on the ground back to where it came from.Press the person into the bed, lie down on the bed, cover the quilt, and close your eyes to sleep.

Chu Wenjing felt that he was sleeping uncomfortably, turned over, Xiao Tianyun pressed over directly, seeing Chu Wenjing blinking and looking at him, as if he wanted to ask him what he was doing, he was a little aggrieved.

The ginseng in the flowerpot hugs the "Ganoderma lucidum" tightly, and the cool air that belongs to the night that penetrates through the propped up window cannot invade the "Ganoderma lucidum" at all.

Xiao Tianyun: "We used to sleep like this."

Chu asked Jing and gestured: Before?

Xiao Tianyun lay on his chest, rubbing his head against his neck, like a relative's big dog, "Yeah, before, sleep."

In the middle of the night, the soft moonlight was blocked by dark clouds, and the big raindrops came as soon as they were said, but in a short time, the yard was full of mud, and the water flowed along the ditch at the yard wall to the outside of the yard, and along the side of the road. The ditches flowed outside the village.

There was a flash of light from time to time, shaking Xiao Tianyun, the ginseng leaves pulled aside the wooden stick supporting the window, and the window fell naturally.Xiao Tianyun went down to the ground and closed the window tightly, and buckled the lock.Yawned, swayed back to bed/sleep.

As soon as I lay down on the bed, I was slapped head-on on the right side of the face. The sound was clear and painful.

Xiao Tianyun was stunned for a moment, then the second slap came again.He didn't notice the sudden attack just now, if he is hit again now, he will be a nerd.

Xiao Tianyun grabbed Chu Wenjing's hand and found that the one who slapped him this time was not a slap, but a fist.A fist hit in the face must be much heavier than a slap.

Xiao Tianyun was beaten for no reason, and the sleepy ones were all woken up.

Xiao Tianyun: "What are you doing?"

At this time, a bolt of lightning seemed to flash directly in the yard, illuminating the room as brightly as daytime. Xiao Tianyun saw that Chu Wenjing's face was covered with sweat, his brows were tightly frowned, and both hands were tightly clenched into fists. .One hand was grabbed by him, and the other hand was waved towards him. Xiao Tianyun was stunned by Chu Wenjing for a moment, and did not guard against him.Knocked down to the ground.

I fell off the bed/butt/butt and fell, and my head hit a stool not far from the head of the bed, and my elbows rested on the ground. I felt that there was no pain anywhere in my body.

A thunderbolt rang close to my ears, with such force that it could split the room in half, but the people on the bed did not wake up, and the people on the ground did not pay attention.

Xiao Tianyun just half-lyed on the ground, didn't check the wound on his head, just lay there, listening to Chu Wenjing's somewhat rapid breathing in the dark room, and occasionally a word or two flashed by... sound.

…………

Chu Wenjing dreamed that there was a big fire, and the fire dragon was wandering around in the village, roaring arrogantly, and the people who were driven into a house were covered with pustules and their faces were bruised. At that time, everyone's face was full of death, and around them were chickens, ducks, pigs, dogs and other livestock that had been chopped down with knives.

A little further outside, where the fire dragons could not wander, stood a row of expressionless yamen servants, all wearing official uniforms and holding machetes, chopping to the ground those who had struggled to climb over the fire dragons.

The gate of the courtyard could not withstand the increasingly fierce attack of the fire dragon and collapsed.

Suddenly a child's cry came from inside the house, maybe the cry was not loud enough, and it could not be heard clearly after passing through the fire dragon. One hand in the room handed over a biscuit, and the man holding the child was stunned, with a look on his face. He smiled bitterly, "No need, Dr. Chu, we are the ones who have troubled you."

The owner of that hand handed the pancake to the child involuntarily. The child coughed several times due to choking, but he still ate it with his mouth open when he saw the pancake.

"Sorry, we couldn't cure you," said the owner of the hand.

The owner of the hand is the only person here without pustules and scratches on his body. He is a doctor, surnamed Chu, famous book, named Ziheng, 63 years old, with a beard. He looks like he is only in his early fifties, and he can vaguely see To the demeanor of youth.

He was thrown into the house directly because his whole body was limp and unable to walk.

An elderly man lay on the ground, his words were interrupted by coughing, and he said: "Doctor Chu, you have expected such a day, why don't you go with Doctor Du? Where is the little doctor?

The action of feeding the biscuits just now almost exhausted his strength, his upper body was pressed on a stool, and he smiled weakly, as if he was just drunk in a tavern at this time, not under the siege of fire.

Chu Ziheng: "We are doctors who treat diseases, and Fang De will not let him go. I asked Jing to go find Ah Qi yesterday."

"This dog official...cough cough...will get bad retribution-he should go to the [-]th floor of hell!" Someone shouted this sentence, and everyone in the room shouted, as if wanting to use up all the remaining strength in his body Shout out, shout out the curse of dying.

Fang De's son, Fang Zheng, was standing outside, and the words spread to his son.

Fang Zheng jumped angrily, grabbed the knife of a nearby yamen servant and threw it into the sea of ​​fire. The fire was so fierce that it collapsed the roof of the main room. Fang Zheng shouted: "Fuck you/mother, go to hell, you bunch of bastards."

The scolding still continued, as if the magic sound penetrated into the human ear, and it repeated repeatedly. No matter how you cover your ears, you can hear it, and you can even feel the anger, wailing and curse in the voice.

"Bah——" Fangzheng spat and waved his hand, "Let's go——bitch!"

Not long after they left, a dusty boy with luggage ran over from the mountain, completely ignoring the fire, and rushed in—it was Chu Wenjing.

When Chu Wenjing found Chu Ziheng in the crowd, Chu Ziheng was already dead, and a beam was pressing on his waist...

"No, no..."

One hand passed through Chu Wenjing's neck and hugged him, the other hand wiped the sweat from his brow, and patted his chest lightly, there was a whisper of comfort coming from beyond the sea of ​​fire, "It's all right , it's okay, everything is fine, it's okay..."

Then it was really all right, the monstrous fire disappeared, the corpses with broken limbs and arms disappeared, there were no charred beams, and there was no... Master Ziheng.

There was a forest in front of him, Chu Wenjing saw the two masters when they were young, both wearing green shirts, talking and laughing in the forest, Master Qi Zi pointed to the front and said: "Zi Heng, do you think that is Ganoderma lucidum? "

Chu Wenjing hadn't recovered from the fire, and looked in the direction that Master Qi Zi was pointing at—and saw nothing.

Suddenly heard the sound of a child crying again, Chu Wenjing turned around following the source of the cry, Master Ziheng was hugging and coaxing a baby who was still in its infancy, and Master Qizi squatted on the ground tidying up the baby he had just bought from the villagers. medicinal materials.

Master Ziheng said, "Ah Qi, what do you think this child's name is?"

Master Qizi happened to be holding a thorn grass in his hand, and said casually: "It's called Wen Jing, Wen Jing, Wen Jing, this name is really nice, it's called this."

Master Ziheng asked again, "What's your surname?"

Master Qizi touched/touched the short stubble, "I gave the name, so let's take your surname. From now on, it will be our child. Chu Wenjing, Wenjing—Ziheng, praise me, I The naming ability is getting better and better.”

Master Ziheng took a rattle to tease the child, the child who was named Chu Wenjing finally stopped crying, and chased after the rattle with his little hands.

Chu Wenjing looked at Master Qizi who was squatting on the ground. As expected, Master Qizi glared at Master Ziheng wrongedly. The name is getting better and better."

Master Qizi laughed "hehe" several times.

Chu Wenjing twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed too, but tears fell down involuntarily.

There was another low-pitched lullaby, the voice was low because it was deliberately low, it seemed to be Master Ziheng's and someone else's...

Chu Wenjing's breathing calmed down, Xiao Tianyun hummed a messy self-composed song, carefully wiped away the tears from Chu Wenjing's face with his sleeve, and pressed the flat and wrinkled forehead.

Another thunderstorm seemed to explode in the ear, and the rain continued to grow stronger instead of weaker.Chu Wenjing couldn't help but frowned again, the hand pressed by Xiao Tianyun's chest involuntarily grasped Xiao Tianyun's sleeve, Xiao Tianyun didn't dare to move any more, but Wen Jing's frown was too ugly.

Xiao Tianyun propped up his upper body, gently flattened the pimple brows with his head, and looked at the face so closely, Chu Wenjing's eyelashes trembled but there was no sign of waking up, and he was still in a deep sleep.

Xiao Tianyun thought to himself: What exactly have you experienced?