Urban Night Returner

Luo Jing's blood really cured Biquan, but more and more people were infected in Wucheng.The northwest wind kept blowing, and the corpses of the soldiers and horses of the northern barbarians meandered all the way, and they had already started to rot, and the damage was even worse.Ding Lancha once wanted to organize people to bury the dead bodies, but a few times, a group of people were overwhelmed by the epidemic as soon as they left the city, so they had to give up.The medicinal materials for treating the epidemic in the city were almost exhausted, but the number of people infected with the epidemic continued unabated.

"My blood can cure Biquan, so it should also be able to cure the infected people in the city."

Shen Mobai looked at Luo Jing speechlessly.It took a whole bowl of Luo Jing's blood to cure Biquan, how much blood does he have for people to drink to cure the whole city?What's more, the bowl of blood still had his own blood as an introduction to be effective. Even if Luo Jing had enough blood, he might not be able to support it.

Luo Jing also knew that he was a little whimsical, but he was really anxious.The number of people infected with the disease is increasing and the medicinal materials are becoming scarce. If the epidemic breaks out and a large number of soldiers die, I am afraid that this battle will not only be in vain but will be a mistake.Baicheng is not far away, so the things here must not be hidden from them, but there has been no movement in Baicheng so far, presumably they are waiting to get Ding Lancha's handle.

Shen Mobai looked at his frowning brows, lowered his head and said: "Northwest winds are not incessant, even if the infected patients in the city can be cured, they will be infected again."

Luo Jing was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Is there really no other way?" He has now discovered that Shen Mobai can't lie, and if there is something he doesn't want to say, he will lower his head.

Shen Mobai jumped slightly, but did not answer.Luo Jing looked at his lock of black hair hanging on his forehead, and said slowly: "Baicheng will not supply the medicines for the epidemic, they are waiting to see the commander's joke. This time the commander will not give up. After repelling the army of the northern barbarians, some people were not pleasing to the eye, and they were worrying that they had no reason. If the epidemic cannot be controlled, the infected people can only be asked to bury the corpses along the road, and then all these infected people—”

Shen Mobai suddenly raised his head: "How is it?"

Luo Jing closed his lips tightly, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words: "All burned to death." This was not just to frighten Shen Mobai, on balance, only this method was the most practical.It's just that neither Ding Lancha nor his generals have the heart to give this order.But the longer the time drags on, the more difficult the situation will be to deal with. I'm afraid that in the end, more people will die.

Shen Mobai looked at him in horror, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers, trembling slightly.Luo Jing looked at him for a while, then lowered his head and said softly: "Is there really no other way?"

Shen Mobai closed his eyes, and finally whispered: "Yes."

At this time, Wu Cheng was already in a state of panic, everyone was hiding in the house, and no one dared to go out casually, even the doors and windows were tightly blocked, lest the strange wind would blow in and catch the plague without knowing it.Therefore, it is not difficult to find an empty place where no one is disturbed.

Luo Jing inserted the 36 paper flags drawn by Shen Mobai on the ground one by one, and circled Shen Mobai in the center.Looking back, he finally couldn't help but said, "What are you going to do?"

Shen Mobai looked around at the paper flags rattled by the northwest wind, and felt very cold.Losing the Bodhi Pearl, he seemed to have lost a piece of clothing forever. Not only was his body cold, but his heart was also cold.

"Du, have you inserted it securely?" These paper flags were actually used to protect him. If the paper flags fell during the practice, it would be tantamount to exposing him.

Shen Mobai's tone was still so calm, but Luo Jing heard the solemnity in it, and immediately inspected the paper flag again, nodded and said: "It's firmly inserted."

Shen Mobai lowered his head, took a deep breath, and took out a few pieces of yellow paper with characters smeared with cinnabar from his arms.This was written by him a long time ago. After reading it for a long time, Luo Jing managed to make out two characters: Xun Er.Shen Mobai folded the yellow paper and shook it in the wind. The yellow paper ignited spontaneously without fire, and the paper ashes turned into pieces of butterflies, which rose straight up in the howling northwest wind.

Luo Jing was slightly taken aback, only to realize that since he planted one of the paper flags, there was no wind in the circle formed by the paper flags, and the howling northwest wind seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall.He could hear the wind in his ears, but he couldn't feel the wind blowing on his body.

"This is--"

"Borrowing the spirit." Shen Mobai looked up at the ashes of the paper and kept flying upwards, with a calm and desolate tone, "The northwest wind is blowing head-on, and the epidemic is pressing on you. You can get twice the result with half the effort while curing the epidemic. Xun Er is the god of wind. This borrowing talisman To write his name is to use the spirit of the wind god to blow a southeast wind so that we can bury those bones."

Luo Jing looked around, and sure enough, the fluttering paper flag gradually calmed down, and after a while, it fluttered again, but in a different direction, and it really was a southeast wind.Shen Mobai looked a little tired, and said: "Although the southeast wind blows away the epidemic, the weather is warm and the corpses rot faster. The general needs someone to clean up and bury them as soon as possible. Moreover, the southeast wind for these three days was borrowed from the next spring. It must be returned in time to prevent the crops from being damaged by the cold spring."

Luo Jing is not interested in next year's affairs for the time being, and said: "Then how should these infected people be cured?"

Shen Mobai looked at him speechlessly, but saw that he was only focused on watching the direction of the flag fluttering on the top of the city. After confirming that the southeast wind was indeed blowing at this time, he raised his hand and shot a loud arrow. The sound of the door opening, it seems that the people he arranged went out of the city to clean up the corpses.Shen Mobai looked at his profile - he was busy these days without sleep, his outline became thinner, but he was full of energy, like a beast in the mountains, living recklessly, full of vitality at any time.Luo Jing noticed his gaze and turned to look at him: "Do you really want my blood?"

Shen Mobai lowered his head, sighed silently, and cheered up: "No need."

Luo Jing watched as he took out the ground cinnabar and began to draw strokes on the paper.I don't know what tone the cinnabar is made of, it is so red that it is painted on the paper with a faint glow.The cinnabar was so densely ground that the brush could hardly be drawn away. Shen Mobai had a hard time drawing, and it took him a long time to get a look. His forehead was already dripping with sweat.Luo Jing came over to have a look, as if he had painted a tree.Shen Mobai put down his pen and glanced at the paper flags around him.The paper flag was still firmly inserted, he breathed a sigh of relief, took the copper basin with water next to it, and threw the paper into the water.The paper was immediately soaked in water, but the red color did not smear, but became more vivid.Shen Mobai wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve as if exhausted, and said: "The general is lighting a fire, and stirring this basin of water, without stopping in the middle. You can leave the fire after half an hour."

Luo Jing didn't know what the intention was, but seeing Shen Mobai's pale face from exhaustion, he picked up the basin and said, "I'll arrange people. Do you want to go back and rest?"

Shen Mobai looked at the paper flags around him, with a slight look of fear in his eyes, and shook his head: "I, I will stay for a while."

At this moment, Luo Jing was anxious about what could be boiled out of this pot, and he never paid attention to Shen Mobai's expression, so he just said: "Then go back by yourself, rest well when you are tired, and just tell Bi Yan what you want." After finishing speaking, hurriedly He left with a copper basin.

Luo Jing didn't pay attention, as soon as he walked out of the circle surrounded by paper flags, those paper flags fluttered strangely suddenly, the southeast wind was blowing outside the circle, but the 36 paper flags each had their own direction and fluttered chaotically.Shen Mobai looked around in panic - so these paper flags couldn't protect him?He picked up the cup of cinnabar with his sore arm and splashed it around. The cinnabar flowed on the ground around him, but left blank spots everywhere. Looking carefully, it looked like footprints...

Luo Jing personally lit a fire to boil the water in the copper basin, stirring it with a wooden stick while boiling.The strange thing is that no matter how much firepower is added, the water does not boil. Instead, the red color drawn on the paper gradually bleeds from the paper, dyeing the whole pot of water deep red, and it turns black after boiling.The more Luo Jing stirred, the more viscous the water became, until a basin full of water was boiled into a small ball like glue, exactly half an hour.Luo Jing turned off the fire suspiciously, and poked the weird little thing on the bottom of the basin with a stick.I don't want him to poke it lightly, and immediately emit a fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed and indescribably comfortable.Luo Jing immediately lifted his spirits, although he didn't know what it was, he could guess that it must be a good thing, so he picked this little lump into a bowl and carried it, and went straight to find Shen Mobai.Not wanting to ask Bi Yan, he realized that Shen Mobai hadn't come back, so Luo Jing hurried to the place where the practice was performed, and sure enough, he saw Shen Mobai lying on the ground from a distance, and the cinnabar that flowed all over his body looked like fresh blood. The surrounding paper flags were crumbling and dilapidated.Luo Jing rushed in and picked him up, he could only feel the coldness of this person's body, as if he was holding a block of ice, his brows were furrowed, his lips moved slightly, he was muttering something, as if he was having a nightmare, any It was Luo Jing who called several times, but didn't respond at all.Luo Jing's heart tightened, he picked up the man and ran back to his residence.At this time, all the doctors and military doctors in the city were busy treating the epidemic, and they couldn't find anyone for a while. Luo Jing also vaguely guessed that Shen Mobai's appearance was a bit weird, so instead of going to invite the doctor, he asked Bi Yan to fetch hot water first. He took off Shen Mobai's clothes and immersed him in the water, then lit a brazier around him, sat beside him, and rubbed his cold hands and feet.Sure enough, after tossing like this for a while, Shen Mobai moved slightly and opened his eyes.Only then did Luo Jing heave a sigh of relief, while continuing to rub, he said, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Mobai felt a chill in his limbs and bones, but as Luo Jing rubbed his hands, the heat penetrated into his muscles and bones little by little, dispelling the yin energy, making him so comfortable that he just wanted to lean on it.He stared at Luo Jing's chest.Because of the splash of water, Luo Jing simply took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body, the red mole on his chest was bright and eye-catching.Shen Mobai stared blankly, then stretched out his hand and touched it lightly.

Luo Jing flickered slightly, and looked at Shen Mobai with a strange expression: "What are you doing?" He was very busy these days, and he hadn't thought of the bed for more than a month. Shen Mobai's hands were slightly cold, so It feels really subtle to touch it with water.

Shen Mobai was stunned for a moment, then slowly retracted his hand and lowered his head.Luo Jing was in a good mood now, he stretched out his hand to hold his face, and said with a smile: "What? Are you angry? Come on, you can touch as much as you want, okay?"

It took Shen Mobai a while to realize his teasing, his face turned red, and he quickly pushed his hand away, and suddenly found that Luo Jing's other hand was still holding his foot under the water. It was too ambiguous, which made him at a loss, struggling to stand up.Luo Jing looked at his blushing face, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips scratched the soles of his feet lightly, Shen Mobai's whole body went limp, and he fell down again, splashing a splash of water.

Luo Jing laughed loudly, stood up and carried him out of the tub, wrapped him in a clean sheet, and dried him thoughtlessly.Shen Mobai obediently did not move.Luo Jing's body was faintly warmed by the Bodhi Pearl, which made him feel very comfortable.But this kind of warmth is always a bit scratchy across the muscles and bones, which is far from enough.

Luo Jing brushed Shen Mobai's hair carelessly, then nodded to the table: "That's the boiled stuff, what exactly is it? It's very fragrant."

Shen Mobai whispered: "It's the fragrance of returning souls."

Luo Jing paused: "Returning Soul Incense? Is this what you drew? It can bring the dead back to life?"

Shen Mobai sighed slightly: "It's not the real soul-returning incense, it's just a little fragrance borrowed through spiritual methods. It's not enough to revive the flesh and bones of the dead, but if it is ignited, the people infected with the epidemic in the whole city can be cured."

Luo Jing pondered for a moment, and said, "Borrowing the spirit? Did you faint because you were exhausted by borrowing the spirit?" He is not an idiot, if it is easy to borrow the spirit, Shen Mobai would not have to ask himself repeatedly before he would do it.Those paper flags were clearly planted well, and the strong northwest wind didn't blow them down. Why was it already so dilapidated when he returned.

Shen Mobai nodded silently.The soul-returning tree only grows in the heaven where there is neither desire nor non-perception, and it is absolutely difficult to get it in the human world. He had to build an enchantment to connect the human world with the heaven, and lend a little spiritual energy to use.This is different from borrowing the wind.Borrowing the wind is to exchange the southeast wind that should blow next spring with the northwest wind that should blow in these few days. Although the energy consumption is limited, but borrowing the spirit is not repaid, so naturally it will pay a greater price.Forcibly building an enchantment will inevitably disturb the balance of the three realms. When he gathers yang energy, the surrounding yin energy will lose its suppression, and it will naturally churn, bringing out many ghosts.He originally thought that the paper flag could protect him, but now it seems that it is not very useful. Previously, because Luo Jing was standing in the circle, those ghosts did not dare to act rashly. Once Luo Jing leaves, if it is not for the bowl of cinnabar, those things It might have jumped on him.Without the Bodhi Pearl, he might only be able to rely on Luo Jing...

Luo Jing's hands stopped - the bed sheet was removed, revealing Shen Mobai's face, he was looking up at him, his black crystal-like eyes were fixed, a little dazed, and a little - a temptation that he hadn't noticed.

The room was a little too warm.I moved in several braziers before, and now I feel a little hot.Luo Jing unconsciously licked his lips, and held the thin shoulder with his hand through the bed sheet.A finger slides over the edge of the sheet to the skin, rubbing lightly.Shen Mobai felt a little itchy, flinched slightly, for some reason, he followed Luo Jing's example and licked his lips lightly, the tip of his pink tongue swirled slightly on the rosy lips, a layer of moist water appeared Light.

Luo Jing burst into flames.He has figured out what kind of body should be under Shen Mobai's clothes, not just once.Although he was stripped naked and stuffed into the bucket just now, but at that time the man was stiff and cold, and he really didn't have any wrong thoughts.At this moment, the man has recovered, he can speak and move, and the tip of his tongue turns so lightly that he is hooked up.

Before Shen Mobai could react, he was pushed down on the bed, two hot pieces were pressed on his lips, and he tossed and plundered.The air in the chest seemed to be sucked out, but the warmth against the skin was very comfortable.So he was in a daze, and didn't know how to resist, but just grabbed Luo Jing's arm to bear it.It wasn't until a hand pinched his chest that he was startled, instinctively shrank back, and pushed that hand with his hand.

Luo Jing easily pushed his hand away, and his lips followed the smooth side of the neck to his chest, replacing the movement of his hands.Shen Mobai felt a slight tingling pain and couldn't help screaming.This sound was like adding fuel to the flames, Luo Jing suddenly started sucking hard, freeing up both hands, stroking the delicate skin all the way to the legs, holding it arrogantly and already slightly reacting rough finger rubbed lightly at the top.

Shen Mobai shivered, and grabbed Luo Jing's shoulders with both hands: "General—" He knew what Luo Jing was doing no matter how ignorant he was.It wasn't disgusting, but Luo Jing's movements were too violent, as if he wanted to swallow him in his stomach, which made him frightened.

Luo Jing is not very patient.Needless to say, Biyan, even Biquan, had to make some preparations when serving him.Still teasing Shen Mobai now, it is already rare and considerate.Shen Mobai's fingers pinched his shoulder, but it hurt a little, but it made him more excited.

Shen Mobai felt that Luo Jing's hands tightened suddenly, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or joy coming from between his legs, and his head became even more dizzy.His legs were separated neatly, and Luo Jing stuffed something under his waist, which seemed to be a quilt, to prop him up, and his waist was also folded. Immediately, the sudden sharp pain made him scream out.

Luo Jing was stuck in the middle of the journey, sweating all over his head.He rushed in without any preparation, and he was in great pain.He wanted to retreat, but Shen Mobai was so tight that he was in a dilemma. As long as he moved, Shen Mobai would tremble with pain, and there was already a crying sound in his throat: "General——"

Luo Jing frowned: "Don't move! Why, why are you so tight!" Biquan was never like this.

Shen Mobai looked at him with teary eyes, and didn't know how to refute.In fact, Luo Jing is entirely to blame for this matter. Although he is used to masculinity all these years in the army, he has never done it with anyone other than Biquan. Naturally, Biquan didn't need him to make any preparations, so he never thought that he should do it for Shen Mobai What.Stuck there was burning pain, Luo Jing smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, and knew that Shen Mobai was hurt.Although he also likes the bed, he doesn't like to get bloody, so he was disappointed immediately, but he wanted to quit, but Shen Mobai held him tightly to prevent him from moving, took a quick breath, and almost cried : "General, don't move..."

Luo Jing stopped his movements helplessly.Shen Mobai's face was wet, whether it was water or sweat, his eyes were tearful, as if he was about to cry, but his lips turned white from the pain.He looked at Luo Jing at a loss, all he knew was to hold him tight and not let him move.The flames in the brazier danced, reflecting his eyes extraordinarily bright and clear, with an innocent expression.Luo Jing glanced over, his heart tightened suddenly, and he leaned down to kiss him: "Why are you crying? Are men afraid of this little pain?"

Shen Mobai glared at him a little angrily, his face was slightly reddened by anger, this appearance was extraordinarily imaginative.Luo Jing looked at him, his stomach gradually became hot again, and for the first time in history, he kissed those two lips that were still a little white, and freeed his hands to rub his body slowly.Shen Mobai was full of unspeakable grievances, but Luo Jing's hand stroked all the way down, and his body gradually softened, and he moaned softly.

It was the first time for Luo Jing to comfort the person beside the pillow like this. Seeing Shen Mobai's blushing face and somewhat blurred eyes, he actually felt that there was something interesting about it, and he worked harder, but the following took this opportunity to slowly push forward.Shen Mobai grabbed his arm tightly, and actually endured it.After the beginning, the rest was much better. Soon, gasps and low moans could be heard in the bed curtains. It was still a little jerky at first, but gradually, it became sweet and greasy...