Suddenly, Zhou Fei's shoulder suddenly heavy.

She turned back suddenly, Xie Yun pressed her shoulder: "Help... give me a hand..."

Zhou Fei was startled, and was about to stretch out her hand, but she heard Xie Yun's arm like a frozen door hinge, and with a crunch, he fell straight down.

☆、Chapter 114

Zhou Fei's heartbeat was terrified by Xie Yun's sudden attack. Miao Dao "choked" and fell to the ground, so she could only catch him awkwardly.

Xie Yun was cold, so cold that the itch on his skin could no longer be felt, but the meridians that had just been smashed by his qiáng had come back to collect debts, and he was trapped in the cold body, enduring the pain of peeling and cramping, She didn't even have the strength to make a sound, so she could only subconsciously grab Zhou Fei's hand and curl up into a ball.

Zhou Fei shuddered, and the thin layer of sweat she had just released when she was walking around with the Big Dipper Man in Black was gone in an instant, and she seemed to have plunged into the ice water.

Xie Yun squeezed her hand so hard that it almost shattered her bones, but in just a moment, he seemed to realize what he was pinching in his hand. He put his palms together and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay...it's okay..."

He thought he said so, but in fact he didn't make a sound at all. Others could only see his lips move a few times, and there was a smile that seemed to be frozen on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Fei was half-kneeling on the ground at a loss. The last time she was so at a loss was when Zhou Yitang left the Forty-Eight Villages without looking back across a mountain gate.

At this time, Ying Hecheng walked over slowly and glanced at Xie Yun. He took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured a pill and handed it to Zhou Fei: "Hey, here it is."

Zhou Fei seemed to have been handed a life-saving straw, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she raised her head abruptly.

But the next sentence should shatter her hopes.

"This is the antidote for condensation," he said ignorantly and cruelly. "Although you are farther away, you have to breathe, and you must have inhaled a little."

At that moment, Zhou Fei's heart seemed to have fallen back to the ground from thirty-three days away, smashing a big hole in her chest, and the northwest wind rushed in arrogantly, quelling her wandering soul.

Zhou Fei bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, calmed down with that bit of sweet blood and pain, hugged Xie Yun with one hand, picked up the Miao Dao that had just fallen with the other, and said without a smile: "The bird is behind the poisonous man, it's a good way."

Ying Hejian lazily propped up a triangular head from the little red snake on his wrist, "hissed" and spat out the snake letter twice, and then seemed to feel an unfriendly aura, and shyly returned to Yinghe. sleeve.

Ying He felt that he would take another step forward. Maybe Zhou Fei would directly give him a knife, so he consciously took out a leaf from his bosom, put the pill on the leaf, and stepped back a little.

People are not afraid of strong men, but they are afraid of ghosts and ghosts, they are not afraid of swords and swords, but they are afraid of poisonous powder. , How powerful is it, as long as you are poisoned, you will be inferior first.

Ying Hecong was very accustomed to being contemptuous of others, and said without changing his face: "I have made this bottle of gel for three years, and I have never had a chance to use it. With a little skill, he will find him as soon as he walks into the woods. I thank you, so I won't hurt you this time."

Zhou Fei: "This time?"

Ying He Cong nodded with a frown, and said without euphemism: "I owe you personally this time, and I will find a chance to pay it back in the future. If you offend me, I will not leave it behind."

Zhou Fei heard this outrageous remark, and asked coldly, "It's a big breath, you're not afraid that I'll take the antidote and kill you now?"

Ying Hecong had just killed a strong enemy, and his heart was so relaxed that he forgot the sinister human heart for a while. After hearing her say this, he remembered that it seemed to be okay. His face, which always seemed to lack salt and oil, was blank for a moment. Appears to be more and more deficient.

Zhou Fei understood, this guy's snack machine was not everyday, and he had to have a deep hatred to hold it up for a while, so she didn't bother to test him again, and picked up the pill: "Why just one?"

Ying He never raised his eyebrows angrily: "Yes, are you not full?"

Zhou Fei: "..."

Ying Hecong looked at Xie Yun, and said: "He doesn't need it, don't worry, the penetrating bone green is the most poisonous in the world, and he has this great Buddha sitting on his body, which is invulnerable to all poisons, let alone take a sip, it is Putting the dew in a sea bowl and drinking it directly will not kill him."

Xie Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief and said softly in Zhou Fei's arms, "Young Master Ying, please, can you stop using such a reverent tone of voice?"

Zhou Fei held the antidote for Ninglu in her hand, but she didn't care about eating it. She said with a bit of eagerness: "You just said that you owe me this time, and you plan to pay it back..."

Ying Hecong nodded and said, "I want to pay it back, but it has to be something I can do. For example, if I ask me to cure the poison that penetrates the bones, it won't work. I told you before that his time is short, and today he I also use my internal force to clear the blocked meridians. The poison adds to the injury, and no one can hold back—I can’t do it anyway. There is a Bodhisattva Temple two miles away. I think you may have hope if you go there and ask for help. ."

"Aren't you a descendant of the Great Medicine Valley?" Zhou Fei exploded when she heard it, and she said desperately, "Don't you all say that your Great Medicine Valley is alive and dead? Could it be that the làng is empty..."

Xie Yun squeezed Zhou Fei's hand with difficulty, closed her eyes halfway, and interrupted her: "A Fei, there is a debt and a debt, everyone suffers, and it has nothing to do with others, don't be because of yourself. Feel free to poke at other people's sore spots."

Zhou Fei closed her mouth blankly and aggrieved.

Ying He's lips that were already thin as narrow fèng had faded from the blood, and his dark eyes seemed to be unable to contain the pain of his wandering. Stand up and try your best to make your "beaten" posture look better.

Ying He Cong said: "Yes, I am a descendant of the Great Medicine Valley, but I do not know how to cure diseases, and even the ability to use poison is weak, because I was ignorant when I was young, and I always slipped out to play while Master was teaching pharmacology. , the three thousand books of the Great Medicine Valley were looted by Lianzhen and Wenqu and burned, leaving me as an unworthy disciple."

Those homes that feel shackled will never go back one day.

Those prescriptions and pharmacology always seem to be unheard of, boring and boring. Lazy children are cheating day after day, always thinking of starting to work hard from tomorrow, but they don't know that the most natural "tomorrow" in the world will also miss an appointment.

"I can only take revenge." Ying Hecong said word by word, "I can't save people. People call me a 'drug man', and I'm also not a descendant of medicine. Do you have anything else?"

Zhou Fei was speechless.

Ying Hecong waited for a while, and then said: "If not, wait until you think about it later."

He uttered these words, and impatiently turned around and ran away with the bamboo basket on his back, his footsteps were a little awkward.

The young poisonous man passed by alone in the shadows of the whirling trees, with the corpse of his enemy behind him, and he was indifferent and could not be complacent.

Because all of a sudden, he realized that no matter whether he repaid the revenge or not, the Great Medicine Valley was already gone, and its god and soul had already been turned into ashes, erased by the inexorable years, without even a trace of pitiful inheritance. remain.

He is not worthy to call himself "the orphan of medicine valley", and he is probably just a graveyard that is not in decline.

Guanshan is difficult to overcome, and whoever grieves for the lost.

When we meet by chance, we are all guests from other places.

The sun in Yongzhou sinks down the mountain, the afterglow is about to end lonely, and the white fog in the mountains is getting thicker and thicker.

Xie Yun's eyelids were a little heavy, so he didn't open it, leaning on the girl's warm and soft body greedily, he didn't know where to go, and he still said in a barely audible voice: "One country, one family, one faction, one person. When you have the energy, you have all the time, Young Master Ying, it's nothing..."

Zhou Fei suddenly couldn't listen anymore, she grabbed Xie Yun and carried him on her back with difficulty.

What Chu Tianquan's body, Shen Dufang Yin, and Beidou man in black who slipped through the net, she might as well take it to heart.

Zhou Fei thought blankly, she had to find a way to go on, and since she couldn't count on that waste, she continued to search until she found a place that could save him, whether it was in the end of the world, or in the corner of the sea. Well, as long as she is within the **, there will always be a day when she can arrive.

Xie Yun felt stuffy in her chest due to her unforgiving back, so she had no choice but to say in her ear: "You said that if you were me, even if you fail in the end, you can close your eyes, and you can still stand upright after 20 years. I can believe it after listening to it, Fei, if it's not possible now, it's not possible, what's your promise?

Zhou Fei carrying a hundred-pound knife on his back is nothing, but carrying a man with long hands and feet on his back is not very strong, and it is very difficult. She gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up!"

Xie Yun put one hand around her and groped for a moment on her face, but she didn't feel any wetness, then smiled: "Okay, beauty, I like your heart to death...you Put me down first, I want to say a few words to you."

Zhou Fei ignored him.

Xie Yun put his arms around her thin shoulders, and in a trance, he felt that he smelled a very light floral fragrance, which mixed with the scent of the soap horns around her neck to form a very special smell, which was clean and fresh. Mild sweetness.

He was a little lost, and then said slowly: "The country of the Zhao family was passed down to my grandfather's generation...that is, the late emperor, and it leaked from all sides, and many things were accumulated and hard to return. Things are shaky. My grandfather was an emperor who was born at an untimely time. He dreamed of finding a way to rejuvenate. The New Deal killed a lot of people who got in the way."

"So much so that when he was in power, two vassal kings rebelled successively, and the refugees flooded into disasters... None of the clan and the powerful ministers had one heart with him. My father was crowned prince at the age of six and lived in the East Palace for most of his life. He was a gentleman. A cowardly person, he only knew that the late emperor was wrong, but he didn't know where he was wrong. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't dare to disobey the emperor and his father. Depressed, talking about those romantic things to alleviate the sorrow, if the text is not successful, it is not as good as a little eunuch who is reading with him... The Zhao family is exhausted. Since then, the map has been changed, and Wang Sun Nandu is also It's reasonable."

"A Fei..." Xie Yun lay on her shoulders, the hands that were originally put together lost consciousness, and unknowingly hung down, he murmured, "I just said, mortals are just like Jiangshan, many Things, such as birth, old age, sickness and death... Since it is already doomed, it is beyond the reach of manpower..."

Zhou Fei said loudly, "Needless to say, I don't believe it!"

When Zhou Yitang was about to leave, she firmly nailed the way of being a good person into Zhou Fei's heart. Whenever she encountered a hurdle that she couldn't overcome, she always felt that it was because of her incompetence.

This is what the young man thinks when he is in high spirits.

But suddenly, she discovered that this was not the case. Even if you have the ability to fly and escape, there will always be some things that are destined to be unattainable and helpless.

Zhou Fei vaguely understood this in her heart, but she was really unwilling to admit it, so she could only refute it loudly.

Xie Yun is so smart, she heard Xianyin and knew Yayi, and she immediately heard from her "disbelief" that she actually believed it.

When he was wandering everywhere, wandering in an unknown inn, sitting alone under a lonely lamp, Xie Yun had imagined countless times where and when he would die, and where should he be buried before he could return to his hometown, always When I think about it, I can't help but feel sad.

At this time, Xie Yun finally felt the impending deadline, but his heart was suddenly calm.

He no longer searched for the old capital that he couldn't remember, nor did he miss Jinling, which was full of flowers, and he didn't even think about the school where he grew up.

Is the old capital really the hometown?

Zhu Yan has changed the carved fence and jade, apart from unwilling nostalgia, can it still be regarded as a hometown?

"A Fei..." Xie Yun said, "I told you before that if I wanted you to be Princess Duan, I was playing with you, it's not true..."

Zhou Fei said stubbornly, "Stop dreaming, who said I would do it for you..."

"Because I don't want to be a 'Duanwang' either." Xie Yun said, "Being the same title as Fatty Cao, even if he is more handsome and handsome than him, there is no glory."

"I want to go to Forty-eight Village with you, go to...anywhere, become a villager in the mountains, die like a ghost in the mountains, I will be angry with you when I am idle, run away if I am beaten, run for ten days and a half, and wait for you. When the anger disappears and come back, I have no complaints after being angry all day..."

His voice was getting lower and lower, until in the end, it was so vague that he couldn't even hear it clearly, as if he had melted into a dream he had described.

The woods squeaked in the evening wind, and the night was scattered and long.

Xie Yun called out, "A Fei..."

The sky is high and the earth is boundless, the north and the south are boundless.

In the end, it turns out that the place where my heart is at ease is my hometown.

"A Fei." He called her again in his heart, always feeling that she could hear it.

Afterwards, he gradually became unable to see where he was coming from and where he was going, and gradually he was no longer trapped in the turmoil of the world.

☆、Chapter 115

Zhou Fei heard the sound of the water, and the sound of the water murmured past her ear, wrapped in an old man's voice, humming something intermittently, along with the sound of paddles paddling in the water.

It seemed to be a fisherman's song, and Zhou Fei didn't understand which dialect she was using, but she felt quite relaxed.

She thought she was still in a dream, but then, a few cold water droplets splashed on her face, Zhou Fei opened her eyes abruptly, and the huge galaxy spun into her eyes, following the mountains near and far, overturning like a dome. It fell, covering her head and face.

Zhou Fei struggled to hold herself up, her hands and feet were so numb that she couldn't do anything. When she raised her head, she felt an indescribable dizziness and nausea. Her eyes went dark, and she fell back on her back. Looking at Xinghui's surroundings.

It turned out that she was on a small boat. The boat was moving slowly and unhurriedly in the undulating clear water. The water surface was clear, and a handful of stars were reflected in it. More dizzy.

She lay on the side of the boat and gān vomited a few times, but unfortunately her stomach was close to her back, and nothing came out.

Zhou Fei hung like a dead dog by the side of the boat for a moment, her ears roared, her mind was blank, her memory seemed to be broken, she wondered inexplicably, "What happened to me just now? Why am I here?"

At this time, someone said: "Little girl, did you pick up your life? Why don't you know how to cherish it."

Zhou Fei narrowed her eyes in amazement and looked over, and saw a tall and thin shadow on the bow of the boat. The man was wearing a bucket hat and bare feet. He was about sixty or seventy years old.He propped up the boat in a hurry, and there was a kind of gentleness peculiar to an old man in his gestures.