Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

In the middle of the night, Yin Shu turned over, and a new round of headache came back.

Since this high fever, his epilepsy seems to be worse than before. The continuous pain seems to haunt him endlessly, and his head seems to be pricked by countless small needles. When it is severe, he even Even breathing is almost a luxury.

He rubbed his forehead vigorously, sat up from the slump, and habitually wanted to touch the sash around his waist, only to find that he was only wearing close-fitting obscene clothes, and the sash and the small copper lock were still there. In the armhole of the skirt he was wearing.

Seeing him looking for something in the tent, a guard came up and asked without any emotion: "What are you looking for, young master?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"That day you had a high fever and passed out and sweated all over, so I asked someone to change the clothes for you."

"Where's the changed clothes!" Yin Shu asked pressingly with a raised voice.

"Take it to Huannu and wash it." The guard replied.

Yin Shu was still seriously ill, and he didn't know where he got so much strength, so he pushed the guard away and rushed out.

In the early autumn night outside the customs, the cold wind howled from all directions, wrapping Yin Shu inside, he looked so thin, but he swayed forward as if he didn't feel the cold at all.

He didn't know where Huannu's tents were, so he rushed to each tent and opened the curtain to see who was inside.

"My lord! My lord! You can't do this!" The guard chased him out just now, and called Yin Shu in a low voice, trying to alarm as many people as possible, "Daguotou ordered you not to leave the tent."

Yin Shu didn't seem to hear him speak, his steps were chaotic and he walked recklessly.Seeing this, the guards did not dare to rush forward to stop him.

When it was too late, the camp was pitch-black, with almost no light, and there were only loud or small snoring sounds from several tents around.Some people who were awakened by Yin Shu would exclaim and curse.

"Please don't leave, I'll go to Huannu's place to find your clothes for you tomorrow morning, can't you?" The guard begged from behind.

Yin Shu turned a deaf ear to it, and vaguely saw a star light in a tent not far away. The light was not dazzling, and it flickered in the dark night.

So Yin Shu walked straight towards the little candlelight.

"My lord, I beg you, you should go back with me!" The guard behind him said in an impatient voice, "If you run out like this, if Daguotou and Erguotou see us later, we will all be miserable! "

Yin Shu quickened his pace and rushed to the front of the tent, and without thinking about it, he lifted the curtain of the tent with a "crash".

Inside, Ali and Bijan were talking, and after seeing that the person who broke in was Yin Shu, they couldn't help but stop talking and looked at each other.

Bijan quickly put away a map in front of the two of them.

Ali stood up and greeted him: "You beauty..."

"Where did you put my clothes?" Yin Shu said straight to the face.

Ali changed his expression as gentle as possible: "Beauty, you are not in good health, I will help you go back to rest." As he said that, he was about to come forward to hold Yin Shu's shoulder.

Yin Shu dodged sideways: "Give me back the clothes." He looked up at Ali, "Otherwise I won't take your pill."

"Who cares to give it to you!" Bi Zhan finally couldn't hold back when he heard this, and stepped forward to shout at Yin Shu, "Who do you think you are, I gave you the medicine because Ali pleaded with me Come on, don't be ignorant of flattery!"

Yin Shu only glanced at him lightly, then looked at Ali again: "If I don't take medicine for my current situation, I won't last long at all, right?"

That Guiyuan Pill was prepared by Bi Zhan, it was indeed a powerful medicine, and it was not allowed to be given to the patient if his condition was not particularly bad.

And Yin Shu has been ill for a long time, especially epilepsy. Although he doesn't know medical skills, he has a general understanding of his own body, so he knows that the medicine Ali gave him is much stronger than Bai Mu's medicine.

It's just that even after taking this medicine now, Yin Shu still feels a splitting headache and can't sleep at night, so he knows that his physical condition may be worse.

Ali looked at Yin Shu, who was bright and charming but looked much more haggard than when he came here. He was forced to do nothing, so he waved his hand and said to Zhan: "Then wait for me, I will accompany him to find Huanzi over there." female."

"Ali! We haven't finished talking yet! Just because of his unreasonable demands..."

"Shut up!" Ali interrupted him roughly, "It's not up to you to dictate my affairs!" After saying that, he lifted the curtain and strode out.

After half an hour, Yin Shu finally took back her skirt.

Strangely, the skirt was packed in a wooden box.

"Back to the cauldron head, I thought it was the young master's clothes, so I washed them and put them inside, so that I could keep them." The raccoon girl said to Ali.

Yin Shu sat on the collapsed bed, holding the wooden box tightly, as if he was holding some peerless treasure, not allowing anyone to get close, and said to Ali expressionlessly: "Thank you, I am going to rest now, please." Get out of the cauldron."

Ali sighed softly, and shouted at all the guards: "From now on, without my order, he is not allowed to step out of this tent!"

Because of what happened tonight, Ali increased the number of guards in Yin Shu's account.The guard who went out with Yin Shu just now was trembling with fright. He had just been punished by Ali, and there were several clear fingerprints on his swollen face.

The tent finally became quiet, and Yin Shu gently opened the wooden box.

In the dancing candlelight, that peach-colored satin skirt jumped into his eyes instantly.Seeing things and thinking about people, Yin Shu returned to the tailor shop that day like a ghost in the dark night, watching herself coming out of the back wearing a skirt in shame and annoyance.Then with a smile on the corner of Yigui's lips, he kept looking at himself.

At that time they were talking and joking, and no one could have imagined that they would face a parting soon.

Yin Shu's fingers brushed against the cold satin, and at this moment, he felt something hard underneath touch his fingers.

Is there anything else in the wooden box?

As if realizing something, Yin Shu closed the box first, then coughed lightly, and said to the guards in the tent: "Go out first, I want to change."

Those few people hesitated: "My lord, we can turn our backs."

"It's inconvenient for me to have so many of you here. If you go out, can I still escape?"

It was probably because his tone was too tough, and they were afraid that Ali would be disturbed by any further commotion, and one of them, who looked like the head of the guard, winked at the people next to him.

"We give you half a cup of tea."

Then no fewer than ten guards withdrew one after another.

Now only Yin Shu was left in the tent, he reopened the box, and carefully shook Luo Qun from inside.

When he pulled it halfway, he first saw the sash around Luo Qun's waist and the small lock on it. He untied them and carefully put them into his arms.

The cold lock was pressed against the skin, and it was immediately warmed up.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the box without stopping, and when he pulled out the whole skirt, he suddenly saw a dagger at the bottom.

It was the one he always carried with him!

Yin Shu looked as usual, and quickly hid the dagger in his waist.

This must have been left to him by Yigui!

They were making clothes in the tailor shop that day, because it was inconvenient for Yin Shu to carry a dagger in a skirt, so they put it on themselves when they returned.

Yin Shu guessed that Yigui must have bribed Huannu by some means before leaving, so he secretly put the dagger into the wooden box.

This is too risky. If Yin Shu hadn't desperately wanted to get back the tape and found the wooden box placed by the raccoon girl, then he might not be able to get the dagger.

Somehow, this was like a bet between Yigui and him.

Yigui was betting that Yin Shu would find the tape, and he would find the dagger hidden in the box.

Obviously, the one-return gamble paid off.

The cold wind in the dark night blew the camp tent loudly, but Yin Shu suddenly felt something melt in his heart, as if a long and light herb mixed with the aroma of acacia passed through the deserted Gobi Desert, turning into His intoxicating smell wrapped his whole body in it, stretching and long.

Yigui is already on his way back now.Yin Shu thought.

With the sash and brass lock on his chest, at this moment, Yin Shu felt that Yigui was still by his side, watching him quietly, giving him firm and unbreakable trust, as well as strong and indestructible strength.

"Chengyu." Yin Shu murmured in the empty tent, "You must go back safely."

Yin Shu's headache has not improved all the time. The cheeks that had just plumped up before the departure quickly thinned out within a few days. In addition, he lay on the couch for several days without seeing the sun, his face became paler, and his lips were bloodless.

In the morning, after Ali finished his business, he walked into the tent lightly, and saw that Yin Shu was awake at the moment.

"How do you feel?" Ali sat on the edge of the couch, trying to tuck the quilt for him.

Unexpectedly, before his hand touched Yin Shu, he moved his body unintentionally, as if he wanted to sit up.Ali had to put a cushion on his back.

"Thanks to Daguotou's care these days, it's a burden." Yin Shu lowered her eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"Why are you being polite to me!" Ali took a bowl of steaming chicken soup handed over by a servant, scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Yin Shu's mouth: "Come on, beauty, have something to eat."

Yin Shu hasn't eaten much these days because of his headaches. As long as he eats a little bit, his stomach will be overwhelmed, and he will soon spit out all the food, so even though Ali brought all kinds of medicines, he still hasn't seen him. The condition has any significant onset.

The bowl of chicken soup seemed to be made from a very fat old hen. There was a thick layer of yellow fat floating on the surface of the soup.Yin Shu glanced at it, and suddenly felt very sick to his stomach, so he turned his face away.

Ali sighed, rare for an iron man to be tender, and looked at him with pity: "You say you look like this, and you don't eat, how can your body survive?"

Since Yin Shu came to the caravan, he has been living in Ali's tent.Ali's servants and guards took care of him day and night.Ali also came to feed him himself from time to time, which can be regarded as considerate and meticulous.

But no matter how Ali tried his best, he couldn't see any smile on Yin Shu's face. It was a completely different smile from the flowery smile when he first entered the account that day.

In the past few days, Yin Shu began to repeat what he did in the palace before, unable to sleep all night, even if he fell asleep occasionally, he was haunted by nightmares.The scene of dying in the previous life was repeated countless times.He seemed to be a person trapped in a dream, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape.

I remember that when he left the capital, he never had any nostalgia, and he only wanted to seek the truth 13 years ago, but now Yigui's departure seemed to forcefully empty out his whole body, leaving only one A useless skin, all happiness has left him, and he can only be clamped by severe headaches every day, with no power to parry.

This kind of pain was unprecedented, like a sharp knife piercing the bone, piercing the heart and liver.

He ran after the figure in the gray robe in front of him in countless nightmares, but the figure did not turn around no matter what, so that he could not clearly see his face that haunted him in his dreams.

"Big pot head." Yin Shu turned to look at Ali, with a flash of a smile on his face, and said lightly, "I feel better today. Can you go out for a walk with me?"

The author has something to say: Come on, see you soon... Believe me.