medicine stone without medicine

Three days later, Qin Dongyi entrusted Chang Ying to Lian Yao, and prepared to set off for Jincheng with Lou Hua.

Chang Ying looked at Qin Dongyi to explain the matter, until he was taken away by Lian Yao, he didn't know what happened. He looked at Lian Yao:

"Elder, what is my master going to do?"

Lian Yao prevaricated casually:

"He went to play."

"Ah? Is he going with Brother Xiao Hua?" Chang Ying looked back in the direction of Shutong Yard anxiously:

"Aying also wants to play."

Lian Yao held his hand and coaxed:

"The place they are going to is not fun, you come back with me, and I will ask your sister Zhuo Zhuo to tell you a story at night."

Chang Ying curled her lips and looked back over there frequently.

In the end, he rolled his eyes and shook Lianyao's hand:

"Elder, I haven't picked up something, you go back first, I'll find you in a while."

"Really?" Lian Yao was dubious, squatted down, and scratched his nose with her fingers:

"Don't run around."

"okay!"

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Qingyang Mountain, Hanquan.

The surrounding clouds were dense, and the air-conditioning made the surrounding leaves covered with a layer of frost.

For a long time, there was the sound of a bird flapping its wings in the air, and then a few white feathers floated down.

A pure white bird landed beside the cold spring.

The white bird looked a bit like a white crow, but it had more crests and longer tail feathers than the white crow.

Shiratori stared straight at the blue spar floating in the center of the cold spring, and after a while, his figure transformed into a human.

Lou Hua carried the hem of his clothes and plunged into the water. The water in the cold spring was icy cold, but to him it was a suitable temperature.

He went straight to the blue spar, reached out and took it off and held it in his hand.

Lou Hua held the spar in his hand and shook it vigorously, as if he could throw the people inside out:

"Don't pretend to be dead, come out."

If other people saw him talking to a stone so viciously, they might think he was crazy again.

Stone ignored him at first, but after a while, there was still a faint flash of light.

Jian Zhou's tone was indifferent, which was not good:

"What?"

Lou Hua: "Fight with me."

Jianzhou sighed: "You can't beat it."

Lou Hua: "Last time you played dirty tricks and didn't count. This time you just fight with me with ice, how about it?"

Jianzhou: "The enemy doesn't care if I use dirty tricks or not."

"you……"

Lou Hua was so angry that he threw the stone into the water and stepped on it twice as if to vent his anger:

"If you don't fight me, tell me, are you that Jianzhou, are you Xuehuang? White-haired turtle, don't pretend to be dead."

"Deadly childish."

See Zhou's tone of disgust.

After this sentence, Shi Shi didn't speak at all.

This stone cannot be broken or broken, no matter how rough Ren Louhua is, there is nothing he can do about such a dead person.

Lou Hua almost drove herself crazy.

In the end, he picked up the stone from the cold spring that he had ruined for half an hour, finally sneered, and used his spiritual power to condense a slingshot.

He pulled the slingshot to the maximum, turned around in the cold spring, found the most suitable angle, and finally closed one eye, aiming at the sun and shooting out.

The blue stone drew a beautiful arc in the sky, turned into a small dot, and disappeared from his vision.

Lou Hua finally felt better, so he threw the slingshot and prepared to leave.

Ying Long carefully said in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"Hey baby, he's not really a rock. You throw it thousands of miles away, and he can come back by himself."

"So what? As long as he doesn't fight me, throw him every time you see him."

Lou Hua gritted her teeth, snorted coldly, and left the cold spring with her hands behind her back:

"If you talk too much, I'll throw you out too."

Ying Long shut up.

Over there, the stone flew all the way from the cold spring to a certain subsidiary mountain of Qingyang Mountain, and finally got embedded in a tree at the bottom of the mountain.

With his arrival, the tree was covered with frost and turned white.

Jianzhou sighed, turned into a phantom, and picked out the stone by himself.

At that time, a female voice came from behind the tree:

"Immortal Huaishuang, who has been asleep for hundreds of years and finally sees the light of day, congratulations, but, how did you fall to this point?"

Seeing Zhou's figure pause, he was all too familiar with this voice.He glanced at it, and as soon as he saw the figure behind the tree, he retracted his gaze as if burned by fire.

He turned his back, exerted a little force on the hand holding the stone, and remained silent for a while:

"Not that little brat."

He paused, then said:

"Yuanjing, is it really missing?"

"I hope he is dead, but he did lose contact with Qingyang Mountain on the way to find you, and there is no news so far. It's embarrassing for the three of you to come to this point."

The female voice sneered coldly, then changed the subject:

"I heard that you hurt Lou Hua in the illusion, this kind of thing, do it next time, I will not let you go."

Jianzhou is a little confused:

"Why, you don't feel bad when you see him?"

He was going to say disgusting, but he changed the word on the edge of his mouth.After such a pause, he remembered another verse:

"I thought he was dead long ago."

"It was originally, but after thinking about it later, what's wrong with him." The woman sighed slightly:

"After all, it didn't come out of your stomach. Strangled to death, to put it lightly. Maybe I shouldn't be soft-hearted at the time. Now it seems that living is also painful for him."

She said coldly:

"In any case, he and you are always connected by blood. You and I have not fulfilled the responsibilities of parents. We were born without education, and it is too late to say now. Since we can't make up for it, at least don't hurt him again. What I mean, do you understand? ?”

"he……"

"Don't tell me about being born evil."

The woman interrupted him before he could make a sound. The arrogant Huaishuang Xianzun was like a plucked chicken in front of her, and he didn't dare to reply.

"I've heard all your high opinions, but no matter what he is, it's not up to you to judge him."

The woman paused:

"If you don't love him, there are naturally people who are willing to love him."

The scorching sun of the sky melted the ice brought by the stones to the trees, leaving only a hazy white vapor.

At the foot of Qingyang Mountain, a man dressed in smoky blue stood on the stone steps, with a tall and straight figure, as graceful as a fairy.

The mottled light and shadow fell on him, making him look a little hazy.

After a while, there was the sound of a bird flapping its wings among the forest leaves, and the white bird turned into a human form in mid-air, and its white clothes fluttered in the air, mingling with his long black hair.

Qin Dongyi heard the noise, looked back, and raised his hand subconsciously.

Lou Hua fell firmly into his arms, smiling happily.

Qin Dongyi was led back half a step by him, and when he stood up, he let go, and stepped back a few steps to a suitable distance.

Even so, Lou Hua was very happy.

"Where did you go? It's been so long." Qin Dongyi looked up at him.

"I read a picture book yesterday, and I wanted to learn from the people in it, whether they can knock down the sun. It's a pity that the stones I used are so useless that they can't even touch the edge of the sun."

With that said, Lou Hua took Qin Dongyi's hand and put his own on it:

"Brother has been waiting for a long time, where are you going, you can take me away now."

According to what Jianzhou said, during the conversation with Jiuying, Xiangliu mentioned that Yinglong's soul is hidden in the northern city of Kuching, and Qin Dongyi and Lou Hua's trip was precisely for this reason.

Jincheng is a big city in the north with simple and happy folk customs. The reason why the word "ancient" is added in front of Jincheng is because there are only relics left in Jincheng. This city was burnt down hundreds of years ago. .

Qingyang Mountain is about three days away from the direction pointed by the compass, during which time Lou Hua followed Qin Dongyi when he was in a good mood, and turned into a bird on his shoulder when he was lazy, which was quite leisurely.

The two followed the guide all the way to the north, but strangely, they never found the direction of Jincheng. In the end, they turned around many times and only stopped at a wasteland.

Not only was there no one on the road in this place, but the path under his feet seemed to have not been repaired for a long time. The further we went, the more weeds grew, and finally the road was covered with dead grass and dust.

"Brother, are you here to show me the grass?"

Lou Hua casually picked the waist-high weeds beside him and asked.

Qin Dongyi glanced at him, but said nothing.

Seeing his serious look, Lou Hua thought of teasing him, so she walked over, raised her hand to pinch his chin, and raised her head to kiss him, but Qin Dongyi avoided him.

Lou Hua raised his eyebrows slightly, a little displeased.

Seeing this, Qin Dongyi was a little helpless, so he lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips.

After coming out of the illusion that day, Lou Hua could clearly feel that Qin Dongyi was responsive to him.

Hugs, kisses, and sleeping together, even if he doesn't agree at the beginning, as long as he insists, he can always be agreed in the end.

What is this, it is pity that he is still exchanging at an equal value, Lou Hua doesn't understand, but he is very happy.

If Qin Dongyi is willing to compromise, he is willing to do what Qin Dongyi wants him to do.

Just like this time, the person who had just been shunned didn't bother Qin Dongyi to do business, and just stepped into the weeds by himself.

Today the sun is venomous, the sun is shining on the yellow-yellow-green grass blades, it is a bit dazzling, and there are still rolling heat waves on the horizon.

Lou Hua didn't like this kind of weather, he narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly felt a little dazed.

The screen in front of me froze for a moment.

All around, there are cicadas chirping, leaves rustling, and occasionally birds chirping.

There were flying insects passing by his ears, making tiny noises.

Lou Hua was stunned for a moment, looked sideways at the flying insect, followed it a few steps, and finally saw it landed on a blade of grass.

He was a little dazed, and subconsciously lifted the hem of his clothes and squatted down.

His dark red pupils reflected the movement of flying insects flapping their wings, and after a while, the pupils shrank slightly.

He saw a drop of blood fall on the flying insect.

The flying insect was wrapped in blood droplets, fell from the blade of grass, and kept rolling and struggling.

"Lou Hua, Lou Hua?"

The other person's voice drifted away slowly, becoming more ethereal, as if coming from the sky.

It was also at that time that Lou Hua heard a burst of rapid breathing coming from his ear.

At that moment, the world seemed to be quiet. He could hear the trembling sound of the man's heavy breathing, the creaking sound of walking, and the muffled sound of blood dripping.

There was the sound of footsteps passing by his ears, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to take a look. In an instant, the situation changed.

The originally cloudless clear sky was quickly covered by thick ink-colored clouds. A seven or eight-year-old child passed by Lou Hua. He was clutching his arm, and it seemed that his leg was also injured. He was limping and walking forward quickly. Walk.

There was a thick fog ahead.

As the child approached, the thick fog gradually cleared a path.

In the gap where the thick fog dissipated, Lou Hua caught a glimpse of a very high city wall.

The color of the city wall is very dark, from the wall tiles to the city gate is a lifeless black color.

On the gate tower, two big blood-red characters are engraved——

Jincheng.

A dull thunder exploded from behind him.

Lou Hua was coated with a layer of white by the cold light of the thunder, and his eyes were red, and he stood up from the ground until the child's figure disappeared into the thick fog.

Lou Hua curled up his fingers slightly, the air around him seemed to be drawn away, and he was a little out of breath.

His pupils turned scarlet, and he felt a little irritated for no reason. He was about to do something to vent, but his shoulders sank.

In the next moment, the vacuum-like silence dissipated like a tide, and the voice of the real world returned to his ears.

"Building painting!"

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly:

"what happened?"

Lou Hua was in a trance, as if he just came back to his senses.

He glanced sideways, Qin Dongyi was pressing his shoulder, so he raised his hand to brush him away.

He looked up again.

In front of my eyes, the sun was bright and cloudless, and the sun was burning my heart.

No thunder, no fog, no blood, no Jincheng.

Ahead is a wide and flat wasteland, nothing more than ordinary.

Lou Hua felt a sense of weightlessness in his heart, he took half a step back, his bones were numb.

"what happened?"

Qin Dongyi saw that something was wrong with him, so he asked again.

Lou Hua paused for a moment, but did not tell him what he saw, only bent his eyes and smiled, and said relaxedly:

"It's nothing. I'm out of my mind and sick."

What Lou Hua said was not a lie.

He often does this, and sometimes he looks too engrossed in certain pictures, and he can't help having hallucinations associated with this picture.

Sometimes it is a memory that actually happened, and more often it is a wild fantasy.

Lou Hua has lived for more than 300 years, and some things have long been blurred in his memory, but he realized one thing after the experience just now.

Jincheng, he seems to have been here.

But he didn't really want to recall the people and things in this city.

Lou Hua would never lie to Qin Dongyi, and as for things he didn't want to say, as long as Qin Dongyi didn't ask, he wouldn't take the initiative to bring them up.

A gust of wind blew over, rustling the blades of grass.

Lou Hua originally looked at Qin Dongyi with his eyes bent, but when the wind passed by him, he stopped smiling, and then sniffed lightly.

The hot wind brings, in addition to the fragrance of vegetation, there is also a smell of carnivores.

Demons have always been so sensitive to the smell of their own kind.

A gleam of red light flashed in Lou Hua's eyes, and in the next moment, a pair of white wings grew out of his back, and they flapped fiercely, leading him to the depths of the wilderness.

The wind pressure brought by the waving of the white feather bent the blades of grass, revealing what was hidden between them.

Just a dozen steps away from him and Qin Dongyi, dozens of leopards were dormant.

But the strange thing is that although there are a lot of leopards, the smell is only a little faint.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly realized that among the dozens of leopards, only one was real.

Thinking of this, Lou Hua quickly aimed at the entity and swooped down.

But that guy is not an ordinary person when he sees Lou Hua, and he doesn't seem to want to meet Lou Hua face to face.

The phantoms of the rest of the leopards collapsed in an instant, and it turned around and ran. Unfortunately, no matter how fast it was, it was only on four legs. Lou Hua chased it easily.

Lou Hua leisurely flew above his head, found fun in it, and provocatively said:

"Run faster, Tabby Cat."

Hua Bao seemed to be irritated by his words, and immediately slammed on the brakes.

It bent its legs slightly, turned around and roared imposingly at Lou Hua, as if it was about to pounce.

Lou Hua was not afraid of him at all, and went straight to meet him.

He was afraid that he would accidentally kill the little cat, and he would use no spiritual power at all, so he rushed over and strangled the leopard's waist with one hand, and its neck with the other.

In this posture, the two rolled out on the ground several times, the blades of grass were overwhelmed, and a thick cloud of dust was raised on the ground.

Lou Hua had fun, laughed a few times, and even scratched Huabao's chin:

"I won."

The leopard twisted its neck desperately trying to break free from Lou Hua's arms, but to no avail, but it still let out a deep purring sound from its throat like a threat.

Lou Hua scratched the leopard's belly. Its fur was a bit stiff, and the feel was far inferior to that of her little black cat, so she withdrew her hand.

It's such a big one, it's not very obedient to be a pet, but the fur color is so beautiful, it might be very beautiful as a blanket.

Huabao didn't realize that he had been upgraded to a beautiful leopard skin blanket in his eyes.

Lou Hua pondered in his heart, when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Qin Dongyi who was rushing over here.

He couldn't wait to share his new blanket with his brother, so he raised his hand and shook it at him:

"Brother! Look, I caught one..."

But before he finished speaking, he stopped.

Because Lou Hua suddenly heard, far away, a sharp sound similar to birdsong.

He thought for a moment, and then gave an impatient "tsk".

The leopard was still roaring with its mouth wide open, it really didn't know what luck it was to be bullied like this, but soon, its voice got stuck in its throat, and it didn't dare to move.

A hand strangled its neck, injecting a cold current into his body, which seemed to be a silent threat.

It knew that this person had a very high level of cultivation, if he thought about it, he would explode and die in the next moment.

"I know you can understand."

Lou Hua's voice was very low, leaning close to Huabao's ear:

"I let you go and run to the northwest, run fast, do you hear me?"

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