What a pitiful marrow-washing herb【Interstellar】

The general rubbed Qin Liu's head, and couldn't tell what he was feeling. He knew that Qin Liu was not talking about him, but a big lemon was stuck in his heart.

The general was so sour that his heart was bubbling and bubbling, as if he had chewed a big stick of bitter melon, and it was astringent from his mouth to his heart.

He remembered Qin Liu's expression when he said don't leave him behind.

God, who can bear to throw down this grass that makes people's hearts soften into a puddle of water?

Citric acid is not sour, bitter melon is not astringent, only the general himself knows.

He took a bite of lemon and a bite of bitter gourd, and asked him gently, "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Liu shook his head: "Okay, okay."

The general was worried about him, and he slapped his paw away: "Let's go."

He bent down to tidy up the room. Qin Han followed him and even watched him secretly. He was so flustered by him being unconscious and vomiting blood that he didn't pay attention to the young man.

As soon as he took shape, he was wearing white clothes, a gown he had never seen before, a round bag on his head, a round face with a slightly tucked chin, green eyes that had just cried like a lake after the rain, Translucent and clear.

His appearance is even cuter than the one in the painting. He is obviously about [-] tall, but he looks like a small one, and he just wants to hold him in his arms and rub him well.

The general's hand was twitched lightly, and he looked up to see Qin Liu, who was not as tall as him, raised his chin slightly: "Hi Moji."

Qin Han immediately withdrew all his thoughts, and concentrated on stuffing a bunch of miscellaneous things into his space button. He had something hidden in his heart, and he didn't have the nerve to ask it out, fearing that his little benefactor would not be happy to beat him.

Qin Han's height is nearly [-]. In the star network before, Qin Liu looked five or six centimeters shorter than him. Now it seems that the little benefactor secretly adjusted his height?

He bent his eyes again as he thought about it, and was pushed out of the stone room by Qin Liu.

The general felt that the little benefactor seemed to be different after waking up.

For example, now, Qin Han is counting down the countdown in his heart, and when he counts to zero, he sees his little benefactor pretending to be inadvertently rubbing against him.

Qin Liu raised his hand and touched his chest, coughed lightly, and asked worriedly, "Do you feel any pain here? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Qin Han reckoned where his hand touched, it should be a horizontal wound, did he see someone injured in that so-called illusion?

Seeing the general shaking his head helplessly, Qin Liu asked again: "What about the head? Does it hurt? Is it dizzy? Did you remember anything?"

A series of questions were asked and thrown at the general, he answered them patiently

"No pain, no dizziness, should I remember something?"

Qin Han was a little puzzled by his last question. Did he come here before and lost his memory for some reason?

He sorted out his memories from childhood to adulthood solemnly, and found no gaps.

But along the way, he has seen a lot of mysterious things, and it is not impossible for his memory to be tampered with.

Qin Liu didn't know that he had already made up a lot of brainstorming, and he was about to start a conspiracy theory. He patted the general's shoulder listlessly: "It's bad, it's nothing."

He didn't know why he survived, nor why Qin Han became what he is today.

He kicked the small stone beside his feet, thinking a little unhappy, could it be that Qin Han couldn't recover his memory?

The small stone rolled away with a gurgling gurgling, and stopped when it encountered an obstacle. Qin Liu glanced at it a little hesitantly: "Then... what is it?"

At the corner lay a dead body. The clothes on him hadn't rotted, and Qin Han could tell at a glance that they were the combat uniforms specially provided by the army.

He groped for a while on the body of the bone, and saw a "Wu" character dented on the inside of his combat uniform.

The Wu family of the Fourth Army...

This bone seemed to be quite old. The general led Qin Liu forward, and many bones appeared one after another along the way, all from the Fourth Army.

The Fourth Army lost many elite soldiers in a battle more than 20 years ago, and the strange thing is that the soldiers at the bottom didn't lose much. Later, the Fourth Army gradually became lonely.

Qin Han took a look and found that the optical brains of several people were all models from more than 20 years ago. He pulled off the optical brain bracelets and threw them into the space. After returning, he would check their identities.

After the examination, he asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Does your head and chest still hurt?"

These people died strangely, with no external injuries on their bodies, the general was a little afraid that something might happen to Qin Liu.

Qin Liu was naturally fine, he pushed the general forward: "They are too greedy, they want to take away things that shouldn't be moved."

These people obviously triggered the restriction. If they were not greedy, how could they die here tragically.

Knowing that the original owner here has a close relationship with Qin Liu, and may even be the person who took care of him, the general hesitated: "We entered rashly like this..."

Qin Liu: "It's okay, I'm familiar with this place."

He had just finished speaking when the ground trembled and the surrounding walls turned.

Qin Liu: "..." Mua, a bit slapped in the face, he has never seen this wave of operations.

However, he still pulled the general with peace of mind and stood still.

He can recognize the imprint of his spiritual consciousness and the restriction, and he is confident that the immortal will not deceive him.

Sure enough, after the surrounding walls rotated, their places changed, but they still stood in place safely.

"This is..." Qin Han looked at the brand-new stone room in front of him in shock, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a palace.

There are carved beams and jade buildings on the top, and the beads inlaid on the walls emit bright light. Rows of shelves are neatly arranged, and there are countless rare treasures on them.

Qin Han has seen some things at the auction, and all of them have been sold at sky-high prices. There are even more things that Qin Han has never seen before. There are all kinds of weird weapons and lifelike jade carvings...

Qin Liu didn't even look at it, and directly dragged him in. The things on the outside were just for looking, and the real valuable things were all inside.

The inside of the stone room is not as grand as the outside world, but it is even more mysterious.On the top is a starry sky fantasy. On the top is the star map that Xianjun usually used to deduce. Below are rows of ancient books. Under the operation of the formation, there is no dust.

Few people used paper books in the interstellar era. Qin Han was shocked, and he took out a book...and put it back.

Although he was born in a slum, it was the first time that the general, who was crazily studying books and taking classes at school, suspected that he was uneducated because he couldn't even read words.

Qin Liu hadn't come for a long time, so he identified the location, pulled the general inside, pushed him onto a futon, and asked him to sit down.

The general followed suit earnestly, with his back straightened, and then Qin Liu thumped his thigh.

Qin Liu: "No, no, sit cross-legged."

The general stretched his legs again and sat down. Qin Liu squatted in front of him and looked at him expectantly.

The two looked at each other, Qin Liu: "...Damn, don't look at me, just close your eyes."

The general covered his eyes with his hands and rolled down his eyelids.

A silent wind began to flow in the room.

The two of them didn't know the passage of time in the outside world in the small world, they only felt that it was only a few hours, and three days had passed outside.

General Huan of the First Legion contacted the adjutant through a secret channel, but the adjutant did not know the whereabouts of his own general, and had lost contact with him for three days.

Huan Lifeng: "The swarm of star beasts has slowed down. He should have found something, but they haven't dispersed. The intelligence department thinks they will change their target, and they are stepping up their calculations. If there is any news about him, let him contact me immediately. "

The adjutant came down and gave him a military salute. The communication was turned off, and he walked out of the room. The black eye of the liaison officer on the console was heavy again, and he kept typing on the keyboard with both hands.

The adjutant stood behind him:

Still no result? "

The liaison officer didn't care about him at all, and it took a long time before he blinked his dry eyes and replied, "No way, I can't even catch the signal of the place where I last appeared."

Seeing his gray face, the adjutant wanted to let him rest for a while, but when the situation didn't allow it, he could only take a can and hand it to his mouth.

Adjutant: "Persevere, search more carefully."

The liaison officer couldn't hear what he was saying, swallowed the cans wholeheartedly, and focused on the data.

The general closed his eyes carefully and sat cross-legged. Qin Liu squatted and watched for a while, and then went to repair the formation.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the original restriction has been loosened, otherwise the few bones before could not find a place to come in.

He followed Xianjun before, and there was no problem with sewing and mending this basic formation. When he finished it and went back, the general just opened his eyes.

Qin Liu immediately quickened his pace, rushed to him and asked him, "How is it, do you feel it?"

The general straightened his legs, his face was a little stiff, but he said gently, "Yes."

Facing Qin Liuyi's eyes that lit up instantly, the general's throat moved slightly: "I just feel... my legs are numb."

Almost unconscious of the kind of numbness, Qin Han moved his legs without a trace, and without any accident, his little benefactor slapped him again on the thigh.

His eyes twitched slightly, and there was still nothing on his face.

Qin Liu was so angry that he thumped him, and scolded him stupidly: "You are really the worst class I have ever led!"

General Qin, who ranks first in each semester at the school, and even has many records that no one can break: "..."

What the little benefactor says is what.

Qin Liu pressed a few places on his leg while cursing, and the general felt a lot more comfortable in an instant. He wrote down these positions, and then looked down at the little benefactor who was still pinching his leg.

General: "Although this place is strange, it seems that there is no spiritual mine?"

Qin Liu raised his head to look at him: "There is much more spiritual energy here than in the spiritual mine."

The Spirit Gathering Formation has been running non-stop for tens of thousands of years. Qin Liu has been restraining himself, not wanting to be ashamed as before, otherwise he would have been fainted by the spiritual energy.

The general didn't know what aura was, but he finally found the target of the star beast. He wanted to contact the adjutant, but found that the light brain had no signal.

After Qin Liu gave him a massage, he stood up and clapped his hands: "But now they should change their target! I repaired the Absolute Spirit Formation, so the spirit energy can't leak out, and they can't find it here."

Qin Han's hand holding the light brain froze there, and he intuitively caught a word: "...The Absolute Spirit Formation?!"