Traveling through memoirs

"Wait..." Qing Luo suddenly turned to Chen Ling: "How do we go back?"

"We fell down and then went up the stairs, how do we climb back from the place where we fell?" Qing Luo stroked the center of her eyebrows with her index finger a few times: "Is it true that we can only stay here until you recover your skills gone?"

The height of three meters is a piece of cake for people with internal strength, but for two seriously injured who cannot use internal strength-it is like a moat.

Chen Ling was also taken aback for a moment, he seemed to have forgotten the whole thing: "Maybe... I have to wait until I recover my internal strength." He calculated the height of Qing Luo standing on his shoulders, and then estimated the height of Qing Luo's arm. Can you support him to climb back by himself?Chen Ling came to the conclusion that there was no way to go back.

"Oh my God..." Chen Ling was sure that he couldn't go back, which meant he really couldn't go back; if he couldn't go back, it meant he had nothing to eat; if he didn't have anything to eat, it meant he was starving.Qing Luo suddenly had no love in his life, and his whole body softened into a blanket: "There is nothing to eat for twelve hours, is this going to starve me to death..."

"I'm sorry..." Chen Ling really felt that it was his own responsibility. If he hadn't insisted on walking into the cave, the two of them would never have fallen, let alone be trapped here.

"Huh..." Qing Luo took a deep breath and let it out: "It's not your fault, it's me."

"It's important to have self-knowledge. I know that we are two semi-disabled people, but I foolishly didn't stop you." Qing Luo complained, 'I blamed me for believing in the protagonist's halo too much, forgetting that the protagonist's halo is only for the protagonist to use forever!He doesn't care about the life and death of cannon fodder at all.There is nothing wrong with the protagonist starving for twelve hours, so the protagonist's halo brings the protagonist in.Well, quite right. '

"Forget it..." Qing Luo Yi said in a bleak voice: "Is there a place to sleep here? I'd better sleep for a while... save energy..."

"Look for it, there should be a bedroom here."

Sure enough, when they returned to the main room, the two found two symmetrical door-shaped stone carvings.When I went in to check, I found that one was a bedroom, and the other was supposed to be a warehouse for storing grain.

There is still some grain left in the warehouse, but it is obvious that it has been spoiled for so long.Fortunately, Qing Luo didn't have any hope for the food here, and she wasn't disappointed when she learned that the food was no longer edible.In addition to food, there are also a few pots and a few sets of bowls and chopsticks in the warehouse.

The food was inedible, but the tableware was still usable.For a long time, I thought, 'It would be great if I could make soup to nourish Qing Luo's body. ''s Chen Linglai, it can be considered that he came to give a pillow when he fell asleep.Packing the pot and several bowls together in a coat, Chen Ling carried the things into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the quilt on the stone bed was covered with thick dust, and there was still a musty smell.Thinking that lying on the bare stone bed would be cold and harsh, Chen Ling tore off the outer covers of the mattress and quilt and threw them aside, revealing the inner core that had not been dusted.Although there is still some musty smell, it can be used anyway.Spread the quilt on the bed to make the stone bed softer.

"Go to sleep." Chen Ling pressed the bed, guessing that Qing Luo would not be hurt, so he took Qing Luo who was leaning against the wall and came to rest.

"Let's sleep together..." Qing Luo directly brought Chen Lingye down on the bed: "It's still warm."

Qing Luo's nose is quite sensitive, although the musty smell of the quilt was no longer so strong, but Qing Luo still felt that her nose was very pungent.Twisting and twisting, the musty smell still drilled into Qing Luo's nostrils as if she had eyes.

Curling her lips, Qing Luo blinked and stared at Chen Ling's face in a daze.

Chen Ling, who had his eyes closed, twitched his eyelashes a few times, and opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"It smells musty..." Qing Luo said, burying her face in Chen Ling's arms.The fabric of the clothes cut off the musty smell, and in an instant, Qing Luo's nose was filled with the smell of saponins from Chen Ling's body.

Just as Chen Ling was about to move to lift Qing Luo from his chest, trying to get up and think of a way, Qing Luo held down his arm.

"Don't move, that's it!" Qing Luo said, rubbing the tip of her nose against Chen Ling's chest: "This way you won't be able to smell it." The voice that came out through the fabric was muffled, with a slight nasal sound.

Qing Luo's hot breath passed through the fabric of her clothes and hit Chen Ling's chest, itching and numb.Chen Ling's body stiffened immediately, he was in a dilemma for a while, and finally let Qing Luo bury his face in his chest.

Qing Luo was hungry and tired, she fell asleep quickly, and her breathing rate slowed down after a while.The warm and moist breath blew on Chen Ling's chest regularly, and Chen Ling's face soon turned red with the rhythm of Qing Luo's breathing.

It's not that it's uncomfortable or awkward. If Chen Ling could describe it, it might be more honeyed shame and a rather weird and indescribable feeling.

So ashamed and ashamed, Chen Ling got used to being ashamed, and the heat on his face gradually subsided, and then he fell asleep.

Qing Luo didn't know how long he had slept, anyway, he was woken up by hunger. When he woke up, the candle that hadn't extinguished when he slept was less than one knuckle was about to burn out, while Chen Ling was still sound asleep.

Sitting up clutching her growling stomach, Qing Luo curled up into a small ball: "I'm so hungry..."

Seeing that Chen Ling was soundly asleep, and the extent of the candle burning was estimated to be some distance away from twelve hours, Qing Luo felt embarrassed to wake him up.

Rubbing her eyes and yawning, Qing Luo lay down again, "Go to sleep...you won't be hungry if you sleep..."

However, sleeping is not something you can sleep when you want to sleep.Her stomach kept growling, and Qing Luo was so hungry that her stomach hurt, she tossed and turned and nearly rolled on the bed.Fortunately, this is a stone bed, if it was a wooden bed, Qing Luo might have collapsed by now.

Even though the bed didn't collapse, Chen Ling woke Qing Luo up.

"What's wrong..." Chen Ling was still a little sleepy, but subconsciously pulled Qing Luo into his arms, "Is it uncomfortable?"

These days, in order to take care of Qing Luo, Chen Ling really worked hard.During the day, he had to cook for Qing Luo, wash his body, and massage his muscles and bones. At night, he had to add firewood to the campfire and take care of Qing Luo in case he had a fever in the middle of the night.

It can be said that in the past seven days, Chen Ling has not had a good night's sleep.At this moment, he was finally able to sleep fully and relax, and he really didn't get enough sleep at this time.

"Stomach pain..." Qing Luo leaned back and pressed her back against Chen Ling's chest, feeling much warmer.

Chen Ling put his hand into Qing Luo's collar, covered Qing Luo's stomach with warm palms, and massaged gently in circular motions: "As soon as my internal strength recovers, I will take you out. Go to sleep first. When you fall asleep, you will be taken out." alright."

Regarding Qing Luo's stomach ache from hunger, Chen Ling wanted to do something but was powerless, so he could only comfort Qing Luo, and by the way, the only feasible way at this time was to sleep.

"Hey, go to sleep..." Pulling Qing Luo into his arms again, Chen Ling reckoned that if Qing Luo was warmer, he would be more comfortable.

Chen Ling's hand was warmly pressed against his stomach, and Qing Luo felt better. Taking advantage of the pain, Qing Luo quickly started to sleep.

About the time of cupping tea, the two fell asleep again.

After waking up and sleeping like this, the two of them finally endured for twelve hours, and Chen Ling's meridians were finally repaired.Chen Ling tried to circulate his true energy for a week, and found that his power had been fully recovered, so he immediately left the stone room with Qing Luo.

Although Qing Luo's left leg was still a bit inconvenient, but with true energy close to him, he used his lightness kung fu to easily lead Qing Luo up to the hole where the two fell.

On the way back, half of Qing Luo was supported by Chen Ling. There was no way, Qing Luo was so hungry that his legs were weak.Fortunately, Chen Ling had recovered his skills, so it would not be difficult to support Qing Luo even with injuries and carry a bunch of pots and pans on his back.

The two returned to the cave, and after Chen Ling settled Qing Luo, he immediately went out to hunt.

Seeing that Qing Luo's injuries were still not healed, Chen Ling still didn't dare to let Qing Luo eat meat, so he stuffed mushrooms and wild vegetables into the stomach of the pheasant, and then directly roasted them on high fire.Although the chicken was mushy, the wild vegetables inside were almost cooked and tasted good.

Hurrying like this, before Qing Luo fainted from hunger, Chen Ling could be counted as having a decent lunch.Take out the mushrooms and wild vegetables and put them on the big leaves, and let Qing Luo eat them first, while Chen Ling catches up with Qing Luo's eating time, and then removes the mushy part of the roast chicken, and uses the rest to eat The meat and skeleton of the simmering pot of chowder.

After Qing Luo finished eating, the thick soup just boiled.

After eating something, Qing Luo felt much better, her head was no longer dizzy or blurred, she squatted beside the soup pot and waited obediently for Chen Ling to feed her.

"Can I eat meat? Just a little bit." Qing Luo watched Chen Ling pick up the chicken skeleton and throw it back into the pot, Qing Luo salivated.

Looking at Qing Luodu's thin and pointed face, Chen Ling hesitated, hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back and picked up a fairly complete chicken leg and put it in Qing Luo's bowl: "I can only eat this one chicken leg, wait for you The scabs on the body fell off before they could eat meat."

The little chicken nodded like pecking rice, and Qing Luo's eyes almost shone when he looked at the chicken legs.

Although the stewed chicken has no delicious taste, and the stew is not salted, it is not delicious.But Qing Luo still ate with relish, and gnawed away all the brittle bones on the chicken bones.

This food was obviously not enough for the hungry Qing Luosai, so Chen Ling bought food four times, which made Qing Luo full.

It's not good to eat too much if you're very hungry, so Chen Ling didn't let Qing Luo get any more food: "You're hungry, don't eat too much today."

"Hi~" After choking on the mushroom, Qing Luo nodded.

"Tomorrow, I'll go out and look around to see if I can find another way out. If it doesn't work, I can only climb the mountain after we recover from our injuries."

According to the steepness of the surrounding mountains, it is really too difficult to climb up without resorting to light work.It was also a bit difficult for Chen Ling to take Qing Luo to climb the mountain. It was better to wait until Qing Luo's injury was almost healed, and it would save some trouble for the two of them to go out.