The rivers and lakes are full of vests

The clouds and mists were surging, and the wind was whistling. Fu Peibai embraced Shi Qi with one hand, and Xuan Yuan with the other. It slid down sharply in the cracks of the wall, and dazzling iron flowers burst out all the way.

With a sound of "铛", the sword blade slid to the closing place of the crack in the cliff, and the two of them were immediately brought down by the huge momentum.

The strong wind made Fu Peibai unable to open her eyes, so she could only hug Shiqi tightly before the darkness struck.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick-tock-"

There was chaos in front of his eyes, and his headache was about to split. Fu Peibai sat up suddenly as soon as his sanity recovered.

I looked around in a daze, the surroundings were pitch black, only the light a few feet wide was shining from the top of my head, the place where the sun did not shine was abnormally cold, a few drops of stagnant water dripped from the edge of the hole from time to time, and dripped into the puddles.

She struggled to get up, but she felt a severe tingling pain from her right foot. Looking down, a wooden thorn pierced into her ankle, almost piercing the ligament, but she had no time to worry about the injury. Shouted loudly: "Seventeen!"

The sound echoed in the huge cave, one after another, but no one responded.

She gritted her teeth, with cold sweat dripping from her face, forcing herself to stand up, dragging her injured right foot and began to look around.

"Seventeen! Seventeen!"

Fortunately, less than a foot away, she saw a blurry figure lying under a shadow, and she rushed over almost instantly, her knees touching the ground, making a crisp sound.

The woman on the ground had her eyes closed tightly, her face pale and bloodless.

Fu Peibai felt her heart was about to jump out, she touched Shiqi's breath with trembling hands, it's okay, it's okay.

"Seventeen, wake up."

But no matter what she called, Shi Qi still didn't respond, only breathing weakly.

She reached out to support the back of Shiqi's head, trying to hug him, but just as her hands touched, the warm and slippery touch of her fingertips made her stiff. She forced herself to remain calm and pulled her hand out.

In the dim vision, the dark red of the fingertips was extremely dazzling.

She could no longer keep calm, and a huge panic swept her body, "Seventeen, seventeen, wake up, please, don't fall asleep, wake up."

"I'll take you to the doctor, just keep going, just keep going."

She wiped off the sweat and tears mixed with her face, squatted down, and put Shiqi on her back. Every time she took a step forward, she felt a stabbing pain in her ankle, but she couldn't stop, and she didn't dare to stop.

In the cold cave, she only carried Shiqi on her back for a few feet, and the cold sweat wet her entire back.

"Seventeen, hold on a little longer, we'll be out soon."

"We agreed to go back to the grassland to see the stars, the snow-capped mountains, and the herds of cattle and sheep. Have you forgotten?"

"When everything is over, we will find a secluded place in the mountains and forests where there is no one, and cook snow and drink tea. Didn't you promise me?"

"By the way, there is also Zhi'er. Zhi'er doesn't know that you are Seventeenth Sister. You said that you would teach Zhi'er to read and write. You can't just keep your word."

"Seventeen, don't, don't leave me behind."

At the end of the chanting, Fu Peibai could hardly cry, her eyes were hazy, she could only blink again and again to keep her eyes clear, and kept moving towards the bright place.

Along the way, she babbled on, from the beginning when Shiqi rescued her in Huailiu Village, to the time spent together on Jinyun Mountain, and the ups and downs of the trip to the southwest, she recalled everything in detail, Tell it to Seventeen, and tirelessly tell the sleeping woman about her tangled and dark thoughts at that time.

Regardless of whether Shi Qi could hear it or not, she could only keep on chanting, hoping that Shi Qi, who still had a trace of consciousness, could feel that she was praying to gods and Buddhas when she was dying, and not to take her away.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the pain in her right foot was almost numb. Her face was pale, her expression was in a trance, and her eyes were in a daze. She could only murmur, "Seventeen, seventeen."

There was a sea of ​​colorful flowers and butterflies flying in front of her eyes. She felt that she must be hallucinating, otherwise how could she come to such a place like a fairyland on earth.

Completely exhausted, she took Shi Qi and fell on the soft flowers. When she lost consciousness, a pair of crow-blue boots appeared in her eyes.

......

"When the flowers hang down and fall, it's hard to be at ease.

When you sigh, the fragrance remains.

The golden wind and the jade leaf fall are chaotic and disturbing.

The cold moon, like a beautiful face, shines on the world.

A few traces of sadness, not only tonight, September [-]th. "

In the thatched house, an old man with gray hair and beard was humming a ditty while grinding the herbs in his hands, and glanced at the comatose young man on the bed from time to time.

After a while, the ditty tune had been hummed three or four times, and the dried herbs had been ground. He got up and walked to the couch, and stretched out a finger to touch the eyebrows of the person on the couch. The sleepy person gasped suddenly. With a long breath, his body suddenly bounced up.

All that remained in the room was the sound of rapid breathing and two pairs of eyes looking at each other.

Fu Peibai stared at the strange old man in surprise, panting violently.

"you......"

Before she finished speaking, the old man interrupted her with a smile, "I finally woke up, I can really sleep, and I can sleep for seven or eight hours."

When Fu Peibai heard this, his expression changed, and he wanted to get out of bed to find Shiqi, but when he moved, the old man held his shoulders.

The other party did not exert any strength, but she felt that her shoulders were as heavy as a thousand catties and she could not move. She raised her eyes to stare at the mysterious old man, and asked, "Where is the woman with me? Where is she?"

Lao Tzu smiled, and asked without answering, "Who are you who cares about her so much?"

Fu Peibai grabbed the edge of the bed, and although his words were polite, his tone was somewhat stiff, "Old man, thank you for saving me, and please take me to see her, she is more important than life to me."

The old man squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "People who are more important than life, interesting." He turned his back and walked towards the door, "Follow me."

Fu Peibai got out of bed quickly. Although the ankle injury had been treated, the moment she touched the ground, a heart-rending pain spread from the ankle to the brain. She gritted her teeth to endure the pain, and followed the old man.

The old man took her to another room on the side of the wooden house, where there was a soft light. Fu Peibai stood outside the door, feeling scared for a moment.

afraid of what?

Afraid Shi Qi had left her.

Seeing her delay in entering, the old man urged: "Aren't you in a hurry to see her just now? What are you doing now?"

Fu Pei put his white hands on the door frame, looked at the old man, "She..."

The old man tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I'm alive."

Fu Peibai's heart fell into her stomach, she gently opened the door, and saw the woman lying quietly on the couch under the dim candlelight.

It's not far from the door to the bed, but she walked very slowly in such a short few steps.

It wasn't until she walked to the couch and saw Shi Qi's peaceful sleeping face that the soreness in Fu Peibai's heart suddenly came to her nostrils. She sniffed, squatted down, and grabbed Shi Qi's hand, which was icy cold.

She held Shiqi's hand in her palm and called out softly, "Seventeen."

The old man stared at this scene and walked over with a smile, "You haven't answered my question just now."

Fu Peibai pulled up a strand of hair for Shi Qi, and replied softly, "She is my sweetheart."

The old man didn't seem surprised at all, and told Fu Peibai's identity as a woman, "You are a woman."

Fu Peibai said frankly: "Yes."

A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said again, "Interesting."

Fu Peibai looked at him, and his tone was a little more respectful this time, "Senior, when will she wake up?"

The old man said casually: "You hurt your head, you may wake up, or you may not wake up."

Fu Pei's eyelids twitched, and he forced himself to calm down, "You are a medical sage, you must be able to cure her."

"Oh? How do you know I'm a medical saint?"

"Senior's internal strength is unfathomable, and he can distinguish my bones with his eyes. I am an expert who escapes from the world. This junior can only think of Senior Medical Sage."

The old man stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction, and was about to praise a few words, Fu Peibai said again: "Of course, the most important thing is that an old friend of my junior once asked me to come to Xichuan Valley to look for the holy doctor. You are here alone, so it is concluded that you are the senior medical saint."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "You girl, you are so funny."

"Junior Fu Peibai, thank you senior medical sage for your life-saving grace. I also hope that senior can give you a helping hand. The kindness of saving your life will never be forgotten by this junior." As she spoke, she stood up with difficulty and made a solemn gift.

The old man remained silent, as if he was thinking about it, before he said after a while: "You may not know that the false name of a medical sage is forced on the old man by the world, and the old man doesn't have much intention of hanging the pot to save the world, and the old man prefers to refine poisons than to use drugs. , As for why I saved you, it was purely because I was in a good mood after the rain and clear sky today, so I did it conveniently."

Fu Peibai was silent for a moment, then knelt down in a daze, bowed his head and clasped his fists and repeated: "I also hope that senior will give you a helping hand to save Seventeen. This kind of great kindness, Fu Peibai will never forget it, and in the future, he is willing to serve senior as a cow and a horse. "

The old man didn't seem to be moved by her sincerity, he just thought for a while and said, "It's useless to beg me, I've never traded at a loss, it's okay to save her, but you have to exchange it for something."

Fu Peibai looked up, "What?"

The old man smiled happily, "Your life."

Fu Peibai's expression was still indifferent, she only paused for a while, and then said: "Okay."

The old man clapped his hands, "Okay, I'm sure I'm sorry for your statement that she is more important than your life, so we've agreed, one life for another, yours for hers."

Fu Peibai looked at Shiqi with longing eyes, but there was no hesitation in his tone, "It's a deal, take my life for her to survive."

Although the two made such a life-for-life deal, the old man did not say how to exchange lives for lives.

In the evening, he took Fu Peibai to a room filled with water and steam. Inside was a square pool made of stone bricks. The pool contained not clear water, but black concoction. Pungent herbal smell.

The old man pushed her and said: "Take off your clothes and go in, soak for two hours and then come out, you will be my medicine man, if you survive by luck, your life is hard, if you can't hold the medicine and die, That's what you and I agreed on."

Fu Peibai stared at the pitch-black medicinal soup, and nodded slowly.

After the old man left, she unhurriedly took off her clothes and entered the medicine pool.

The medicinal soup is warm, and the whole body is immersed in it, and a warmth spreads from the soles of her feet to the whole body. She originally thought that this medicinal soup would make people suffer to the extreme, but she never imagined that it would be so comfortable.

The tiredness in her body disappeared, and her tense mind also relaxed. She leaned against the edge of the pool and fell asleep unconsciously.