a man who appears once a year

Ruan Qiuping froze in place.

Another gust of wind came, blowing the rain in the air into the corridor, and a few raindrops fell on Ruan Qiuping's face and neckline like pearls with broken strings. Even though his clothes were not wet, they were hit by the raindrops. His skin suddenly cooled down.

Ruan Qiuping heard himself speak slowly in a very steady voice: "I am looking for Yiqing Tang, not to make Yu Huan remember that he loves me, but to restore the memory of his acquaintance with me."

Ruan Qiuping paused for a moment, and continued: "No matter what feelings I have for him, I still have some deep friendship with him, but these friendships are based on Yu Huan's memory, if Yu Huan doesn't remember , then only my friendship is left, so what is the time I spent with him?"

"Besides,"

Ruan Qiuping's voice became more and more stable, and the words he threw out were resounding.

I don't know whether I am convincing others or convincing myself.

"When Yu Huan was still in the mortal world, he waited so hard for me. After death, he would rather become a ghost than continue to see me. But that mortal Yu Huan is being sealed in the memory of Jishen at this moment. If I don't help Jishen recover his memory, wouldn't it mean that I have abandoned Yu Huan who has been waiting for me year after year?"

Chen Hai heard the confusion, and nodded with half understanding: "What you said seems to make sense... Hey, according to what you said, isn't there a kind and righteous little Taotie sealed in my body? "

Thinking of this, Chen Hai frowned, and seemed to be entangled again: "...Then should I unseal it too? But... But it seems that unsealed is not a good word. In the story, all the unsealed are Demons and villains..."

Just when Chen Hai was muttering in a low voice, Ruan Qiuping had already turned around and walked out.

"Hey, Ruan Qiuping, where are you going? Our team's report hasn't been finished yet!"

"I went to Mangyi Snow Mountain to pick thousand-year-old lotuses. As for the report... I have written a lot just now, and there is only one finishing touch. You and Jingyang can write together, and it will be finished in a few minutes."

Chen Hai was stunned for a moment: "... Are you out of your mind? Why do you want to pick thousand-year-old lotus all of a sudden? There is still a blizzard blowing on Mangyi Snow Mountain!"

"I have to make the Reminiscence Soup quickly, and I can't delay any longer." Ruan Qiuping said, "And I think the weather today is much better than yesterday."

No one knows how long this period of abnormal weather will last. If it is a day or two, it is okay, if it is half a month, if it is a month, if it is two months?

Ruan Qiuping can't wait now.

Chen Hai: "But this is too dangerous, what if you accidentally die somewhere? You are still so unlucky, why don't I accompany you..."

Chen Hai paused for a moment, and his voice weakened: "... Forget it, you are so unlucky, if I go with you, maybe two lives will be lost... You should go by yourself, but you must come back alive. !!!”

Ruan Qiuping took out an umbrella from his Qiankun bag and stared straight ahead at the road.

He silently recited "Millennium Lotus" in his mouth for a while, "Reminiscence Soup" for a while, and repeated over and over again for a while, "Rescue Yu Huan who was sealed in the memory of Jishen."

Except for these three sentences, he didn't say anything and didn't think about anything.

He was afraid that if he thought about anything else, he would shake his decision to pick the thousand-year-old lotus and make the Reminiscence Soup.

He doesn't want to be shaken.

The snow-capped mountains ravaged by storms almost make people unable to stand upright.

When Ruan Qiuping came to this snow-capped mountain, he didn't use the teleportation that consumes spiritual power, but used the less spiritual power to fly with the sword.

Although he was almost struck by lightning when Yu Jian was flying, and he was drenched and embarrassed, but he saved a lot of spiritual energy.

Ruan Qiuping originally thought that this spiritual power could support him to pick off the thousand-year-old lotus, but he didn't expect that he just stood on the snow mountain for 5 minutes, and felt that the strong wind would blow away more than half of his spiritual power.

The snow on the snow mountain was so deep that Ruan Qiuping didn't even get his knees into the snow. He walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Even if there was, it was deeply covered by the snow.

Ruan Qiuping looked up to the sky, the sky was white, the snow was white, and the mountains were also white, making people dizzy.

Ruan Qiuping didn't know how long he had been walking. He felt a little cold at first, but he didn't feel cold anymore. His legs were stuck in the snow like two stiff wooden sticks. , without a little consciousness.

People say that Mangyi Snow Mountain will become very dangerous at night, but Ruan Qiuping thinks that night is the best time to look for the thousand-year-old lotus. There is a kind of snowfly insect that likes to make its home in the soil under the lotus.

The snowfly insects are small and crystal-clear, harder to find than a thousand-year-old lotus in the daytime, almost blending with the snowflakes in the sky.But at night, it will emit a shiny and moist light.

Ruan Qiuping stayed in Mangyi Snow Mountain for three days and three nights before he found Xue Fei Chong.

Following the figure of Xuefei Chong, he finally saw a thousand-year-old lotus on the edge of the cliff on Mangyi Mountain.

Ruan Qiuping felt that the breath he exhaled had turned into ice, and he walked up step by step, holding the thousand-year-old lotus in his hands a little stiffly and slowly.

The Millennium Lotus, which he had been searching for so hard, was finally found, but Ruan Qiuping felt very strange in his heart, and was not at all happy.

Ruan Qiuping carefully put the thousand-year-old lotus into the Qiankun bag, but just as he fastened the Qiankun bag, another strong storm hit, which made him take a few steps back involuntarily. fell down.

……

Ruan Qiuping rolled down the cliff and fell into the snow again.

All the bones in my body hurt like they were crushed.

Ruan Qiuping couldn't help but coughed twice, and the bones in his body collided like broken shells.

Coughing and coughing, he suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood, which melted with the pile of snow and turned into a pool of blood, which gradually melted into the snow and dyed into a pink river.

Ruan Qiuping finally stopped vomiting blood, so he lay straight on the ground.

Not to mention using spiritual power, he can hardly even move his fingers now.

Fortunately, although he is useless, he can be regarded as a god after all.

If it was a mortal, I am afraid that he would have fallen to pieces at this moment.

There was still heavy rain in the sky, and a gust of wind blew from time to time. The wind rolled some gravel and snowballs, and swept past Ruan Qiuping's chest like a trampling.

Ruan Qiuping was really tired, and when his eyes darkened, he passed out.

But maybe his subconscious mind still remembered that the thousand-year lotus had only one day and one night to survive, so his body didn't dare to be in a coma for too long, and he woke up vaguely in the daytime the next day.

Most of his whole body was covered by the snow, only one face was exposed outside, and his body became heavier and heavier.

Ruan Qiuping never expected that anyone would come to save him, this mold god, so he neither shouted nor prayed earnestly.

He just rested on the spot for a few more minutes, before the snow was about to completely bury him, he struggled to stand up from the snow.

When Ruan Qiuping walked down the mountain step by step.

Suddenly a sentence came to mind.

——The scourge will last for thousands of years.

Although he is both useless and unlucky, he is considered a disaster after all, and it seems that he will not die so easily.

Ruan Qiuping lowered his head, wiped the coughed up blood from the corner of his lips, and smiled softly.

The moment Ruan Qiuping saw the door of the house, his feet felt weak, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't help but want to fall down.But when he thought that the millennium lotus in the Qiankun bag had only one hour to live, he supported himself to get up again, ran to the pharmacy, found a few bottles of medicinal pills that could heal the wounds but would not replenish spiritual power, and ate them. .

After taking the elixir, Ruan Qiuping felt that he had regained some energy, so he quickly took out all the medicinal materials and started to cook Yiqing Tang.

Boiling medicinal materials needs a small fire, and the water is gurgling, and I don't know when it will be boiled.

The stove was so hot that it seemed to melt his frozen body.

The body became softer and softer, and the spirit became more relaxed.

Ruan Qiuping waited, then accidentally fell asleep leaning against the stove.

When he woke up again, he appeared in Yaoxian's medical center.

Ruan Shengfeng drooped his ears sadly at the side, and when he saw Ruan Qiuping woke up, he immediately regained his energy and began to say, "Qiuping, you're going to scare me to death, where did you go, and hurt yourself so much?" , and sleeping next to the stove, you are not afraid of roasting yourself, and do you know your current body..."

"Where's the soup on my stove?" Ruan Qiuping asked in a panic.

"By the way, speaking of that soup, what did you boil it for? It's sticky and disgusting...what's it for?"

"How is that soup now?" Ruan Qiuping's tone became more and more anxious.

"It's still on the stove. I just turned off the fire and didn't touch your soup! Calm down first, the pharmacist said..."

Before Ruan Shengfeng finished speaking, Ruan Qiuping disappeared using teleportation.

Ruan Shengfeng was almost stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Yaoxian Yaoxian!" Ruan Shengfeng hurriedly called over Yaoxian who was grabbing medicine.

"What are you urging... to prepare medicine for your son! Then why are you in a hurry? You can't die. Although the bones are broken in many places, the internal organs are damaged in many places, the cold air enters the body, and the spiritual power is severely injured. The injury is a bit serious, but Bedridden for half a year at most..."

Yaoxian came in from outside the screen, and her voice stopped abruptly.

"...wait a minute, where is your dying son?"

Ruan Shengfeng: "Just now, teleported away!"

"That's impossible. He's injured so badly that he can't even get out of bed..."

"I saw it with my own eyes, my son really just swiped the ground and teleported away!"

"Yaoxian," Ruan Shengfeng held Yaoxian's hand with tears in his eyes, "Is my son's spiritual power soaring, his realm is soaring, and he is about to become a god. Let me just say... this kid was with Ji The gods were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day. At the moment of birth, two great wonders appeared in the heavens. Now that the auspicious gods have been conferred gods, how could my son be an idler?!!!”

"Shengfeng..." Yaoxian shook Ruan Shengfeng's hand tremblingly, "You promised me...you don't forget?"

"I haven't forgotten." Ruan Shengfeng's heart was trembling, his hands were trembling, "When my son becomes a god, he will instill bad luck for a whole year in your arch-enemy God."

Ruan Qiuping moved to the pharmacy and opened the medicine stove.

The stove was turned off, and the soup in the medicine stove cooled down.

After the dark brown soup cools down, the texture becomes thicker and thicker, exuding a faint, ripe fruit flavor.

Ruan Qiuping's whole body settled down, like a stone tied to his heart fell down rustlingly, and just rolled into the deep pit beside him.

——Reminiscence Soup is ready.