Cultivation from entry to abandonment

After three days like this, Shang Mingqian suddenly saw that Jiang Fuqing's neck seemed to move, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, so he observed more carefully, and pulled Jiang Fuqing's neck again. Looking at the wrist, I found a clue.Feeling that something was wrong, he went to check Jiang Fuqing's breath again, and swept Jiang Fuqing's body with his spiritual sense, and found that his soul fire was not extinguished, his anger was not extinguished, and it was not like he was dead. There was a burst of ecstasy.

Jiang Fuqing actually still has a little consciousness, but the effect of the medicine has not yet passed, temporarily sealing all the consumption of the body, so he can't move, but he doesn't need to eat or drink for a short time.Naturally, it is impossible for him to actually cut the arteries of the wrist with a sword. He is familiar with medical books, so he naturally knows where to cut and where not to cut.So he pinched the knife at the right position, and cut the knife an inch below the wrist close to the body, and the cut was shallow, not even hurting the tendons. How could it hurt the arteries inside?

Otherwise, the blood would not flow out so slowly, but would spurt out like a fountain, and soon the wound would slowly heal by itself, and the blood flow would slowly stop, without seeing It looks so dangerous.Then he quickly swallowed the fake death pill, and his body's metabolism slowed down even more.Therefore, although it looks dangerous, in fact, it will be fine after half a month of cultivation.

Originally, he didn't need to cut himself, but he was afraid that the fake death pill wouldn't be able to fool Shang Mingqian's eyes, and he would come to his senses and catch him directly. This would be more real. If he didn't look carefully, he would be easily fooled. So as to achieve the purpose of muddling through.

It's just that Shang Mingqian just stayed in the room like this, neither moving nor speaking, just watching him.Three days passed, and when the effect of the medicine wore off on the fourth day, his plan was about to fail. He was so anxious and uncomfortable for a while, and he didn't have the energy to open his eyes, so he could only hear slight movements in his ears.

Shang Mingqian looked carefully, and saw that Jiang Fuqing's blood had stopped, but the wound was hideous and terrifying, so he frowned.Suddenly recalled that Jiang Fuqing often read some medical books, so he hurriedly searched for them on his desk.It didn't take much time to search one by one, and finally found a medical book.One of the pages of the medical book was torn off, but through the handwriting imprinted on the next page, it was not difficult to tell that it was a prescription for fake death medicine.

Unconsciously, Shang Mingqian burst into a wry smile, then felt relieved, threw the book on the table casually, looked at Jiang Fuqing over there again, shook his head, went out to call a disciple, and said to him in a low voice : "Go and get some Jinchuang medicine."

The disciple was surprised, and seeing that Shang Mingqian's face was pale and his lips were bloodless, he must have been overwhelmed with grief, and persuaded him: "Patriarch, madam has gone, why don't you keep thinking about it..."

Shang Ming pursed his lips and said, "I was hurt."

"So that's the case, the disciple made a mistake." So the disciple took the order and ran back quickly, handing the wound medicine to Shang Mingqian.Shang Mingqian took the wound medicine and asked the disciple to fetch hot water.The disciple immediately went to fetch water, very busy.The people in the mansion didn't ask in detail, thinking that Shang Mingqian was in a daze, and he still wanted to serve a dead person like this.This gossip spread farther and farther, and soon spread throughout Lingzhou City.It is said that Shang Mingqian is unwilling to accept his wife's death, but he still takes good care of his wife's body every day.

Shang Mingqian sighed, and devoted himself to cleaning up Jiang Fuqing and applying medicine to bandage him. He sighed in his heart: Why bother to hurt yourself?

While bandaging, he thought at the same time that he was an ominous person, and no one who stayed by his side would end well.Bai Chuji had fulfilled the test, he was only afraid that Jiang Fuqing might make a mistake.I don't know if his illness can be cured, if he goes mad again and injures him, the loss outweighs the gain.There have been no major mistakes in the past, and there is no guarantee that he will be safe and sound in the future.Staying by your side is always dangerous.

This time Jiang Fuqing was determined to break with him once again, and they parted ways from now on, just like passers-by.Although he was reluctant in his heart, it was better to follow his will and let him stay far away than to suffer by his side.In this way, he will be able to cut off his love, without worries, and practice immortality to prove the Tao.

Shang Mingqian carefully bandaged the wound for him, then turned over his palm worriedly, and wrote the word "Qian" with golden light on Jiang Fuqing's palm, and with the last touch, the golden light disappeared.With the name Yin, if you meet someone who is evil, you can resist it for a while.Jiang Fuqing vaguely felt that he had written something on her palm, and also felt that he seemed to be bandaging her wound, and was surprised in her heart: Could it be that he discovered it?

It's over, it's about to be dismantled.

Inevitably there will be another quarrel.

Then, he heard Shang Mingqian's footsteps going out, Shang Mingqian said to his disciples indifferently: "Madam has gone, please send someone to collect Madam's body quickly."

Seeing that he finally accepted the reality, several disciples held back bitter tears, nodded and left.

Shang Mingqian returned to the room, bent down and stared at Jiang Fuqing for a long while, brushed his fingertips over Jiang Fuqing's face, and made a plan: since Jiang Fuqing said he liked Bai Chuji, he would make the same mistake, so the two of them would be happy. Break it clean, no more worries.Jiang Fuqing no longer needs to be tortured because of her capriciousness, and she doesn't have to scratch her heart and be disturbed because of him.Cherish each other and keep each other safe.

Thinking of this, but there is a lot of reluctance, it is hard to let go.Almost restraining her crying, she lowered her voice and said in a trembling voice: "The bright moon rides the clouds, and the wells and ditches shine deeply on the old flowers. In the next life, we will make a quilt under the snow and go to the village house hand in hand. The person I like... ...Yes, it is Bai Chuji..."

Shang Mingqian uttered these words almost choked up, and then left.

Jiang Fuqing was startled.

Sure enough.

The person he likes is Bai Chuji.

So I made up my mind and never looked back.

Although Jiang Fuqing had expected this for a long time, he still couldn't help getting angry at this moment.It's just that I can't move at this time, and there is nowhere to vent my anger.

Jiang Fuqing, isn't this the result you already knew?What are you angry about?

You begged and begged, didn't you just want to ask for a result, and you want him to say it himself?

He already said it himself?What are you still struggling with here?

He thought sullenly, and soon the disciples outside came to take him to prepare for "encoffining".Jiang Fuqing was in a daze, and simply fell asleep again. When Jiang Fuqing opened his eyes again, he found himself floating by a river, with a vast blue sky in front of him.He jumped up from the bamboo raft.

The fragrance of flowers, the singing of birds, the leaping of fishes, and the cool breeze.

"Meow." A meow came to Jiang Fuqing's ears.

Jiang Fuqing lowered his head, and found that the little black cat Moji came out of his arms, staring at him without blinking.

The raft was full of flowers, all of which he liked, peonies, roses, irises, acacias... Jiang Fuqing stood up tremblingly, and his wrists were carefully wrapped in gauze, without any water stains.He felt a sense of melancholy, and looked into the distance, with the mountains behind him and the river in front of him.

"Why are you still here?" Jiang Fuqing touched the ink on the ground.

"Meow."

Master asked me to protect you personally.

Then the kitten got out of the sparrow pecking sword from Jiang Fuqing's back, and fell in front of Jiang Fuqing.

The author has something to say:

Dangerous action, please do not imitate.If you feel depressed, overwhelmed, etc., please seek medical treatment in time, and take the medicine as prescribed by the doctor, and do not harm yourself.

① Touching the Fish·Yanqiu Ci/Maipitang

At the age of Yichou, he went to Bingzhou for an examination. A wild goose catcher said, "Once a wild goose is caught today, it will be killed. If it escapes the net, it screams and cannot go, and throws itself into the ground to die." I bought it and buried it in Fen. Above the water, there is a stone for knowledge, and it is called "Yanqiu".Most of the companions wrote poems, and I also wrote "Yanqiu Ci".The old business without palaces is now revised.

Ask the world, what is love, directly teach life and death?

There are two flying passengers from the north to the south, and the old wings return to the cold and heat a few times.

Have fun, parting hard, you will be more idiots.

What you should say:

To whom is the shadow of thousands of miles of stratus clouds and thousands of mountains and misty snow?

Hengfen Road, the loneliness of Xiaogu, the wasteful smoke is still calm.

Why is it time to call upon the soul? The mountain ghost cries secretly.

The sky is also jealous, and the Yinger swallows are all loess.

Throughout the ages, in order to be reserved for the sorrows, sing and drink wildly and visit Yanqiu.