Traveling through memoirs

Chen Ling's kiss fell on Qing Luo's forehead lightly like a feather. Qing Luo didn't dodge and didn't turn his eyes, but the fine lines between his brows condensed into hanging needles, and said in a faint voice: "People are really strange, you have to lose Only when you become a prodigal do you know how to cherish it. What did you do in the early days? It is said that a prodigal son will not be exchanged for money. If you have never been a prodigal son from the beginning, wouldn’t that be the best?"

Pursing his peeling lips, Chen Ling straightened up.The sunlight once again sprinkled pieces of light of different sizes on Qing Luo's face through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and a piece of light and shadow happened to fall on Qing Luo's eyelashes.The thick black eyelashes showed a lustrous reddish brown after being penetrated, and the light and shadow also hooked each eyelash with a circle of shiny gold.

Staring at the unreal eyelashes baptized by the light, Chen Ling said softly: "Because you can't feel pain if you don't lose it, and it's hard for a person to understand how important some things are to some people." .”

"And once lost, after experiencing the heart-piercing, blunt knife-like pain, no one wants to experience it a second time, so they learn to cherish it."

Without answering, Qing Luo's ribs rose and fell, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his chest: "The sun is so nice today."

"Hmm." Chen Ling nodded and smiled, and continued to press and circle Qing Luo's temples with his fingers.

The sun and the moon flow like a stream, the green leaves turn yellow between the pitches, and the breeze gradually cools down.The warm summer fades away with the rich red and green colors, leaving only the chilly raindrops crackling on the green bricks and red tiles of the courtyard after autumn.

Qing Luo, who was afraid of the cold, was being soaked in a wooden barrel and steamed on the fire.

The wooden barrel was not high, and Qing Luo sat cross-legged in it just enough to leave her head exposed.In order to prevent the steam from escaping, a large cover with a hole in the middle covers it, and Qing Luo's head sticks out through the hole for ventilation.

The fire under the wooden barrel was burning very hot, and Yingcao and Yingcao were constantly stuffing firewood into it to ensure that the flame would not go out.Qing Luo Tian Linggai was steaming hot as if it had been boiled, and it was not known whether it was sweat or the steam-drenched hair sticking to her steamed and flushed cheeks.

Qing Ke and Chen Ling are in charge of monitoring Qing Luo's condition, and if something goes wrong with Qing Luo, they will immediately fish him out of the barrel.

Chen Ling held his breath, stared at Qing Luo without daring to blink his eyelids, and dared not turn his eyeballs. The medicine vapor spreading throughout the room made Chen Ling burst into tears, even so, he didn't dare to miss his eyes.

Fingers twisted the hem of the shirt one after another, and the masseter muscle was so tight that Chen Ling's gums were bleeding.

"Don't be so nervous, Yingcao is sure." Qing Ke, who was standing aside, saw that Chen Ling was so nervous, so he touched Chen Ling's lower arm with his elbow, and said softly.

"En." Although a word was squeezed out of his throat and a low reply was made, Chen Ling did not relax at all.

The construction of [Valley of Purple Smoke] was roughly completed two months ago. Yingcao and Qing Luo, who were free, began to think of ways to cure Qing Luo's dampness.

This year's rainy season has made Qing Luo tormented enough, the rain is continuous and the air is humid, every tiny joint in Qing Luo's body is screaming with pain and tearing the fragile periosteum.

Even though Chen Ling was on the sidelines forcing Qing Luo to soak his feet every day and rub Qing Luo's body with medicinal oil, it was only slightly relieved.

Qing Luo, who was already afraid of pain, naturally didn't want to endure the three-month torture next year, thinking that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain, and would rather use some extreme methods to cure the dampness on his body.

After spending two months, Qing Luo and Yingcao finally came up with the most feasible and least painful solution.

After boiling the various herbs prepared by the two of them for fighting poison with poison, Qing Luo used the steam to absorb all the medicinal power, so as to achieve the purpose of expelling wind, cold and dampness from the body.

It's easy to say, but not so easy to do.Leaving aside the fact that most of the two of them chose powerful poisons, just taking a bath with boiling water was enough for Qing Luo to drink a pot.

But Qing Luo is also decisive, either don't do it, or do it without any hesitation.Isn't it just boiling water to take a bath?When I came to this world, it started here.Qing Luo is confident that she can bear it.

Qing Luo has made up his mind. Although Chen Ling is worried, he can only respect Qing Luo's thoughts. He can only do his best to protect Qing Luo as much as possible.

After about half an hour, Qing Luo's face turned from ruddy to pale.The sweat that merged into a stream mixed with the medicinal liquid condensed by steam flowed along the curvature of Qing Luo's cheeks, and finally merged into a wisp of water on the pointed chin.

"He can't take it anymore." Chen Ling clenched his fists, tried his best to restrain his urge to fish out Qing Luo immediately, and tried to calm down, "When shall we move?"

Yingcao, who was immersed in fueling the fire, raised her small face that was smeared with dust and said, "This is just the beginning! The damp poison will only start to clear out now, don't worry."

After another quarter of an hour, Qing Luo's sweat stopped, and some small pink water droplets condensed from Qing Luo's pores.Yingcao looked up and hurriedly said: "You two, wipe off the water droplets on his face, quick!"

After hearing this, Chen Ling hurried to get the new handkerchief that had been prepared for a long time.Who would have thought that he was too nervous, his muscles were stiff, and with such a sudden movement, his left foot and right foot tripped and fell directly on the ground.After such a fall, his body was not so mechanical anymore, Chen Ling quickly got up, took a handkerchief and moved to Qing Luo's side.

Compared to Qing Ke who wiped sweat just for the sake of wiping sweat, Chen Ling's movements were much lighter.

The veil just touched Qing Luo's cheeks to absorb the sweat without rubbing it up and down.Chen Ling meticulously wiped every inch of Qing Luo's exposed skin with a veil, as if cleaning a rare treasure.

Over and over again, Qing Luo and Chen Ling saw that they were going to use up all the handkerchiefs before Qing Luo finally stopped sweating.

Those handkerchiefs soaked in Qing Luo's sweat had changed from white to light pink, exuding a faint smell of blood, and the chill was overwhelming.Before letting the veils stay in the house for too long, Yingcao sent someone to dispose of them.

Although she no longer sweated, Qing Luo's complexion became even more unsightly.She was as pale as snow, with no trace of rosy health on her cheeks.

"What's the matter?" Looking up at Qing Luo, Yingcao continued to add firewood: "At the critical moment, steam for another half an hour, and the medicinal power will completely penetrate the whole body. When I call you, immediately take him out. delay."

Qing Ke and Chen Ling nodded heavily, indicating that they understood.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Qing Luo's complexion gradually improved, and the dangling stitches between her brows gradually loosened.A little blood came out of her pale cheeks, which finally made Chen Ling feel a little relieved.

However, at this moment, the door behind Chen Ling and Qing Ke was pushed open heavily.Qing Ke looked back subconsciously, only Chen Ling stared at Qing Luo without blinking.

"Elder Lei? What's wrong?" Qing Ke frowned slightly, feeling ominous.

Elder Lei knew about detoxifying Qing Luo today, and Qing Ke also ordered not to disturb her if there was nothing important to do.Now that Elder Lei came here in person, something must have happened, and it was still a big deal!Otherwise, Elder Lei, who has always been very measured, would not come here to disturb them.

"Something went wrong." Elder Lei glanced at Chen Ling, and said in a low voice, "All the remaining disciples of the Four Great Sects are approaching [Purple Mist Valley] at the corner of their horns. It seems that they want to actively attack and surround us this."

"How is it possible? With their cautious and prudent rules of conduct, how could they just fight so directly?" Qing Ke's expression also became serious: "Is this trying to die with us?"

"No." Chen Ling, who had been staring at Qing Luo, suddenly said, "Back then, the five sects of the righteous way could barely stand against you [Purple Mist Valley]. But now [Five Poison Island] is still being destroyed, and the resources are also being taken away by you. [Purple Smoke Valley] is in your hands. If you wait until you cultivate your voice and regain your strength, [Purple Smoke Valley] with more resources will be stronger than before, but will lose the right way of [Five Poison Island] Undoubtedly weak. And the four existing sects will all plan for their respective sects, and will not be willing to fight against the already powerful [Purple Smoke Valley] for other sects. 】It is not that difficult to choose to break one by one.”

"So, instead of waiting for [Purple Smoke Valley] to be born again in the spring, it is better to take advantage of the time when the four sects are in a stable alliance and still have a chance to completely wipe out [Purple Smoke Valley] that has not yet recovered. Forever will never suffer."

"Whose attention is this? Yours?" Elder Lei's voice became colder.

"No." Chen Ling replied: "This was Jieyueying's idea, but what I didn't expect was that she actually persuaded the four sects."

Qing Ke frowned, a little puzzled: "Jieyueying? If I remember correctly, she should be the granddaughter of that old thing Jiewu. Why? We [Purple Mist Valley] have no grievances or enmities with her, even if we have no grievances against [Sword Sword] in the future. [Yuan Feng] even hit her on the head."

"Because of me." Chen Ling said indifferently: "Jie Yueying likes me, and her grandfather treats me well. My martial arts are all taught by the old man Jie. I want to leave [Jian Yuanfeng], so naturally I have to make it clear to them .”

"Moon Shadow may not be able to accept it for a while."

Elder Lei's heart can't be described in words. If you use modern language, it will definitely be: day/le/dog/!

There is no such thing as a pot falling from the sky!

But now there is no time to pursue Chen Ling as the root cause of the disaster. Elder Lei looked at Qing Ke: "Master Shaogu, I will send an order to summon all the troops. We just wait for the young master to preside over the overall situation."

"I will protect Qing Luo well, you can do your work." Seeing Qing Ke looking at Qing Luo from the corner of the eye, Chen Ling said directly.

To tell the truth, Chen Ling was actually afraid that Qing Ke would be doing a disservice to him. When he was just wiping Qing Luo's sweat, Chen Ling was so angry that Qing Ke's rough movements made his liver hurt.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!" Qing Ke patted Chen Ling on the shoulder, turned around and left with Elder Lei.