medicine stone without medicine

There was no movement in the house for a long time.

Lou Hua leaned against the door panel, slowly slid to the floor, reached out and knocked rhythmically on the door, changing her nails to scratch when she was tired of knocking.

Not to mention Qin Dongyi, Ying Long was almost annoyed to death by this thing.

These noises were extremely abrupt in the quiet snowy night, and I don't know how long it took, so long that Ying Long wanted to directly seal his five senses.

Finally, the door opened.

The warm orange light slowly enlarged with the gap, Qin Dongyi stood behind the door, frowning slightly, looking down at him.

From his point of view, Lou Hua was sitting on the ground pitifully, his body was covered in snow, and his exposed hands were red with cold.

His hair was also wet against his cheeks, and his eyelashes and eyebrows were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

But even in such a distressed situation, he still smiled.

Lou Hua has a gentle and harmless face, and when he smiles, he is particularly contagious, and he will always unconsciously make people let go of their guard.

Just like this time, he was leaning against the door frame, with a cautious tone:

"Brother, can you let me in?"

He is good at showing weakness, and can always coax people around with that mouth and a pair of deer-like eyes.People subconsciously believed in the harmless disguise of his vicious dog nature.

No one with a heart of stone would probably refuse such a request from him.

What's more, Qin Dongyi is a person who is easy to soften his heart, and he has always been unable to get the building paintings.

So Lou Hua saw that Qin Dongyi didn't say anything, and just backed away from the door, leaving a door half open.

Lou Hua knew that this was tacit consent.

He had achieved his goal and was in a very happy mood, so he stood up from the ground and closed the door behind him after entering the house.

He looked around the room with great interest.

The furnishings in the house have not changed from 300 years ago. Qin Dongyi doesn't like flashy gadgets, so this bamboo house doesn't even have decent decorations, only a row of bookshelves and some basic furnishings.

Different from the cold weather outside the house, the house is very warm, and the air is full of the light sandalwood fragrance of Qin Dongyi's body.

Lou Hua was very satisfied. He dragged his wet clothes and walked in, leaving dots of water on the ground. Finally, he stopped by the wall and consciously raised his hand to fasten the chain around his neck into the wall.

He was like a well-behaved little animal, just squatting in the corner like that, as if he really just came in to keep warm.

The candlelight in the room was dim, and Qin Dongyi was sitting by the desk reading a book, but he hadn't turned a page for a long time.

His eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly under the dim light, and he could only see a smooth outline. After a while, he raised his eyes:

"Your clothes are wet."

Lou Hua had been waiting for Qin Dongyi to speak for a long time.

He bends his eyes:

"Yeah, it's so uncomfortable, brother, can you help me do it?"

Qin Dongyi was speechless for a moment, only raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him silently.

Lou Hua knew what he was thinking, so he took the initiative to explain:

"All my spiritual power suddenly disappeared, and I can't use any spells. Here."

He stretched out his hand to Qin Dongyi:

"Brother, can you help me take a look?"

This surprised Qin Dongyi a little.

He paused for a moment, finally got up from behind the desk, walked to Lou Hua, and placed two fingers on his wrist.

He spread out a little bit of spiritual flow and tested it a bit, and the result was really as Lou Hua said, his meridians were empty, there was nothing there, just like an ordinary mortal.

Qin Dongyi's pretty brows frowned even tighter. This matter was so strange that he couldn't figure it out.

Except for Lou Hua himself, who can force him to dissipate his spiritual power without anyone noticing?

If he really did it himself, what is the purpose?

"This is?"

Probably due to the influence of Ying Longsui, Lou Hua's body temperature was much lower than that of ordinary people, and he had just returned from the snow, so it was a bit too cold.

Qin Dongyi withdrew his fingers on his wrist, and silently curled up in his palm.

Lou Hua felt a little bit reluctant to part with the remaining warmth on her wrist, and lowered her eyes:

"I don't know either, it's probably a seal, it's scary."

"..." Qin Dongyi sighed in his heart.

He knows Lou Hua well and knows that Lou Hua will not lie to him, but whenever he encounters a question that he doesn't want to answer, he always likes to answer some specious things in a roundabout way.

Thinking of this, Qin Dongyi asked straightforwardly:

"Who made the seal?"

Lou Hua scratched her cheek lightly with her fingers, then looked away:

"let me see……"

Then, he suddenly bent his lips and laughed:

"Like me."

Lou Hua reached out and took Qin Dongyi's smoky blue sleeves, took a deep breath, and it was also the familiar sandalwood scent.

He bent his eyes contentedly, and smiled softly:

"I will seal myself so that I won't be able to hurt you. Senior brother, do you like it?"

Qin Dongyi didn't answer, he just took a step back and slipped away with the corner of Lou Hua's clothes.

Lou Hua didn't react much, he looked at his empty palm, leaned closer and sniffed it lightly, as if he was trying to catch the sandalwood scent left on it.

After a while, he heard Qin Dongyi's clear voice and asked:

"What on earth do you want to do? With your ability, you can completely ignore the restrictions of Qingyang Mountain and escape."

"In other words, you planned it from the beginning. You deliberately acted out the scene of being stabbed in the back for everyone to see, and you became a prisoner of Qingyang Mountain."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

After the voice fell, the room fell into silence for a while, only the candlelight was shaken twice by the wind.

Lou Hua laughed:

"Brother, you are so smart, you have guessed everything."

He looked at Qin Dongyi with a smile, and explained without haste:

"I'm here to give you the dragon marrow. I don't want you to die. I can't bear you. I originally thought that if senior brother could talk to me, I would give you the dragon marrow. But if you don't want to, I will He ate it himself."

"Brother, so, Yinglong Marrow is here with me now. It is in my blood, spirit flow, and breath. You needed Yinglong Marrow before, but now, you need me, are you happy?"

Qin Dongyi felt a chill in his heart.

He looked at Lou Hua's increasingly scarlet eyes, and suddenly had the illusion that he was being watched by an evil spirit.

The person in front of him was obviously still the same person, with a focused and gentle expression, he looked at him and said word by word:

"Qin Dongyi, I love you so much."

Lou Hua moved his neck, and the chain on his neck made a loud noise:

"What about you, do you like me?"

Qin Dongyi didn't answer him.

Lou Hua was not annoyed either, he just chuckled lightly:

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it. If you don't like it for a day, I will pester you for a day until you say you like it."

When Lou Hua said this, his tone was brisk, resembling a confession made by a young man when he first fell in love, but the content of his words was not thought-provoking.

And every word he uttered was extremely sharp in Qin Dongyi's ears.Those words pierced his heart, and his blood flowed.

Qin Dongyi didn't answer Lou Hua's question.

But only he knew in his heart that the answer was yes.But it is obvious that it is impossible to express this liking now.

Qin Dongyi didn't know when it changed, he remembered that Lou Hua was not like this.

Or maybe, as Lou Hua said before, all the things in the past were all pretended by him.

And what he has read for 300 years is just a bubble, an illusion he intentionally staged.

It is an unacceptable fact for anyone to put this on.

In the past, Qin Dongyi thought that he would not be affected by these emotions, but when he really faced this person, the pain spread silently.

It turned out to be painful.

When he was young, he didn't know how to love or hate, and he cherished and liked the person wholeheartedly, but disappeared from his life before the love could be spoken.

After waiting for 300 years, the people who came back told him that it was all fake.

The person he cared about, the person he cherished the most in his eyes and heart, was an out-and-out evil spirit, a demon crawling out of a sea of ​​blood.

But even so, Qin Dongyi will still be soft-hearted towards him instinctively.

He has lived for so many years, just such a person is special.He has already become a part of his life, how can he be easily erased.

Louhua is a thorn.

He couldn't get rid of it, just like that reminding him all the time that his favoritism and love in the past were all wrong.

"crazy……"

Qin Dongyi almost gritted his teeth and said these two words.

He is gentle and indifferent, and rarely speaks such words.

But Lou Hua looked very happy when he heard it.

He laughed, at first he just lowered his head and his shoulders were heaving, but soon, his laughter fell into the bamboo house, very happy.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red in his eyes became brighter:

"Then go crazy with me, Qin Dongyi, don't even think about leaving me."

"If you dare to leave, I will slaughter Qingyang Mountain's entire family, and I will do what I say."

"The building painting."

Hearing Lou Hua's words, Qin Dongyi calmed down a little, and told him seriously:

"You are not love at all."

"I don't care if he loves it or not!"

Lou Hua suddenly raised his voice, his eyes glowed crimson red, full of paranoia that was so pathetic that it almost condensed into substance, and said word by word:

"I only want you."

At that time, the wind poured in through the crack of the window, causing the candle flame to shake violently twice.

The shadows of the two were reflected on the wall, and they also shook, giving people the illusion that they were about to be twisted together.

That night, Qin Dongyi had a dream.

But in the dream, it was not the boy who looked back and smiled at him when it first snowed, but in the Qingshi alley, amidst the torrential rain.

He was wearing the usual Qingyangshan school uniform, and was holding a paper umbrella with spiritual power in his hand.

The raindrops hit the paper, making a muffled crackling sound.

He was only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, and he was on his way to the training place.

He still remembers that road, surrounded by dilapidated earthen houses, which have long been abandoned and uninhabited.And under the eaves of the house, there was a dirty child huddled in a corner, his face was covered with mud, and he couldn't see his original appearance.

The roofs of the mud houses were all leaky, and the water trickled down the cracks in the tiles, wet the children's hair and clothes.

The child's body was dirty, but his eyes were bright, and he was looking at Qin Dongyi motionlessly, like a little beast ready to defend itself at any time.

Qin Dongyi glanced at him, didn't think much, just reached out and handed out his umbrella.

The child seemed to be frightened by the beating, thinking that there was danger, and suddenly shrank back, but there was no way to avoid it in the corner.

Qin Dongyi looked at him, slightly bent his lips, and spoke softly:

"It's raining heavily, take it."

At that time, the raindrops slapped on the soil, and the air smelled of damp soil, but maybe it was mixed with other things.

For example, the light sandalwood on the boy's body has never changed in the past three hundred years.