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Chapter 48 Kissing
Yin and Yang combined cultivation?
"No, this is... huh?!" Qing Ying's voice stopped abruptly.
Her expression gradually became serious.
Is this... is what she thought?
But it was too embarrassing to ask this sentence, so she stared at Xie Qingci in front of her, trying to see the clue from the other person's expression.
But the senior brother spoke in such a calm and calm tone, presumably it wasn't what she meant, right?
Under her gaze, Xie Qingci showed some doubts.
Haha, look, she really thought too much.
Brother, how could such an innocent person——
In the next second, Xie Qingci subtly turned away.
Qing Ying:?
Senior brother, it is dangerous for you to turn your face away.
By accident, she raised her head and touched Xie Qingci's cheek.
Qing Ying pinched it carefully, and the skin on his cheeks was warm and smooth from the beginning, and the touch was so good that she wanted to touch it even after touching it.
The problem is, his face is hot.
Qing Ying quickly touched his forehead.
The sword cultivator sensed her intentions, lowered his head slightly to cooperate with her, and touched her casually.
The forehead is not hot, the back of the hands, arms, nowhere is hot.
Xie Qingci sat on the bed facing her, she knelt in front of him, the distance was so close, she could even feel his moist and hot breath.
If this continues, the hot one will become her.
She blurted out: "Brother, tell me you have a fever."
Xie Qingci asked softly, "Do you want me to have a fever?"
The distance is really close.
The airflow from his words swept over her neck, itching, which made her want to avoid it, but held it back.
Qing Ying was instantly as quiet as a chicken.
What the senior brother said at the moment always feels weird, no matter how she understands and responds, it is not appropriate.
She pulled the topic back: "But didn't you consume a lot today, heal your injuries first, and then talk about other things."
Xie Qingci was calm and composed, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips.
"it is good."
The brother's condition does seem to be better than before, which makes Qing Ying feel relieved.
However, under her insistence, Xie Qingci still took the elixir to strengthen the foundation and restore blood, rest well tonight, adjust her state, and Qing Ying will prepare for the transplant operation.
"For example, anesthesia." Qing Ying and Xie Qingci discussed their ideas, "However, deep anesthesia is not allowed, I am not skilled in operation, you must be able to guide me at critical moments. It should be local anesthesia to relieve pain, so that you will not suffer so much."
Should that be the case?
She didn't study medicine and didn't understand the rigorous terminology, but that was basically the idea.
"Then you teach me to prepare that kind of guardian spirit array." To prevent Xie Qingci from being too weak during the operation.
"it is good."
Qing Ying naturally pinched her brother's fingers lightly, and the knuckle joints felt extremely clear.
"I don't want you to be in so much pain."
Xie Qingci said that he only needs a little drunkenness, which is enough for him.
"As you did with my rice dumplings that day, the level is just right."
Qing Ying recalled that day, she wanted Xie Qingci to get drunk and sleep late, so she added a lot of fairy drunkenness. In the end, the senior brother was indeed a little drunk, and even pulled her wrist and said some weird words.
"But for transplanting sword bones, isn't this enough?"
The sword cultivator pondered for a while, and said euphemistically: "I don't drink too much, if I get too drunk, maybe something... unpleasant to you will happen."
Qing Ying asked: "Brother, do you mean that your wine quality is not good?"
"Wine? You can think so."
"Then will you hurt me?"
Xie Qingci replied very gently: "Even if I die, the body can't and won't hurt you."
He paused for a while: "It's just that I don't want you to feel unpleasant. As long as it can be relieved."
In fact, Qing Ying knows that even if she can't be relieved, the senior brother will definitely say it's okay.
"I know, I'll do my best."
But as long as you don't die and don't get hurt, then there's nothing to be afraid of.
She must try to minimize the pain felt by her senior brother.
She has made rice dumplings once before, and it is very efficient to prepare them again.
But such trivial things are nothing.
The real challenge is that she has to personally transplant the sword bone for Xie Qingci.
Where would she do this kind of surgery?
"Use this mysterious ice dagger."
Xie Qingci handed her a small, bright blue dagger that exudes a faint cold air, saying that this dagger has the effect of stopping bleeding.
Qing Ying weighed the dagger, which was about the same size as her palm, slender and light, and felt slightly cool when holding it.
She doesn't have any experience, so how can she dare to scratch her senior brother casually?
Qing Ying really wanted to wear a pain mask, but to take care of the patient's mentality, she had to act calm and firm.Bearing the mission of Xie Qingci's life and health made her feel heavy.
Xie Qingci undressed and took off his top, revealing his undulating and smooth body.
He has already drank all the wine, but it seems that the strength of the wine has not yet come up. It looks the same as usual, but his posture is more relaxed and soothing.
Qing Ying looked at him, holding the Xuanbing dagger in her hand, completely ignoring her shyness, only feeling tormented.
She can't do a knife to her brother, help me.
"Don't put so much pressure on yourself."
Even if she couldn't see it, Xie Qingci could guess the expression of the little girl at the moment.
"Brother, you don't have to be afraid."
Xie Qingci burst out laughing.
"Don't laugh, the more you laugh, the more uncomfortable I will be."
Seeing Xie Qingci's smile, Qing Ying couldn't exert any strength in the hand holding the dagger.
Xie Qing resigned: "Others gave me all kinds of pain, but you never hurt me."
She felt that the logic of Senior Brother's words was a bit strange.
Qing Ying said: "Of course I don't want to hurt you."
"But occasionally I'm curious." Xie Qingci said softly, "How does it feel when your blade penetrates into my body?"
That was destined, the end of his love robbery.
Will it hurt?
Xie Qingci held her hand holding the dagger, and Qing Ying smelled the mellow and warm aroma of fermented wine.
His cheeks were reddish, beautiful and handsome, no longer like a fairy statue in a high hall, but more of a world of fireworks.
She woke up: "You are drunk."
"It's okay, let's start from here, put the spiritual root in, and it will return to the dantian along the meridians."
Xie Qingci tapped her left chest, and calmly said: "The noise here is annoying."
But can this really work?
"It won't die."
Xie Qingci's palm took her hand, guiding her dagger close to his chest.
He moved without hesitation or fear.
So, Qing Ying watched helplessly as the dagger sank into Xie Qingci's chest.
One inch, two inches.
Xie Qingci tightly grasped her hand, which made her painful, like a steel shackle, but Qing Ying had no complaints.
She was concerned about Xie Qingci's expression, and seeing that his expression was a little pale, she quickly touched the blood-enriching pill that had been prepared by the side, and coaxed him to take it.
It looks so painful.
This is saving my brother.
But this knife seemed to stab her, making her anxious.
She couldn't help but think about what happened to Xie Qingci at that time.
How can those people be so unbearable for hurting senior brother?She is already so sad, how much pain should the senior brother have.
"Well."
At this time, Xie Qingci groaned.
Blood gurgled out, wetting the palms of the two of them.Fortunately, with the Xuanbing Dagger and the Blessing Spirit Formation, the blood loss is still acceptable.
With the spell, she doesn't have to be as nervous as the earth.
But she still didn't dare to move, for fear that shaking hands would make Xie Qingci more painful.
She called carefully: "Brother?"
"Ok."
"it is good
Is it?"
Xie Qingci said softly, "It doesn't hurt."
Qing Ying didn't believe it, how could it not hurt.
"Because is you."
So it doesn't hurt at all.
Therefore, according to the legend, the end of the Eternal Tribulation, which is enough to make a monk lose all hope and even fall, is not scary at all.
"Don't talk about that."
Qing Ying just wanted to quickly integrate into the spiritual root and end Xie Qingci's pain earlier.
Xie Qingci was very cooperative.
Qing Ying watched with her own eyes that the spirit roots emitting a hazy light naturally submerged into flesh and blood, so she was relieved.
Then there's the sword bone.
Qing Ying no longer wants to recall the specific process of transplanting the sword bone, but can only say that it was torture for Xie Qingci, and it was also a great torture for her.
It's a pity that the binoculars have become magic tools, and they can't return to their places for the time being until the method of restoration is found.
After finishing the most difficult part, Qing Ying quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After today's incident, her admiration for Xie Qingci has increased to a higher level, and the brother's character is really persevering.
"The bleeding has been stopped and bandaged, is there any discomfort?"
If it is really uncomfortable, then she needs to check whether there is something wrong with it.
But Xie Qingci can stand up independently and do some simple activities, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
Xie Qingci looked serious: "Yes."
Qing Ying suddenly became nervous: "Where?"
He said seriously: "Bitter."
Qing Ying did not ignore this problem.
When the sword bone returned to its place, she was worried that he would not be able to bear it, so she gave him a lot of pills, which were indeed very bitter.
"Then I'll get you a glass of honey water."
Qing Ying helped Xie Qingci up, and said: "You can only have one sip."
The sword cultivator obediently took a small sip.
"Okay." She took it back immediately.
Xie Qingci's voice was soft and gentle, he stated his situation: "It's still bitter."
Qing Ying earnestly said: "Honey water and some medicines are mutually exclusive, so don't be greedy. Can I pour some warm water for you and rinse your mouth?"
"No need."
Xie Qingci turned to face her.
Qing Ying was supporting him, and the distance between the two was very close.
Qing Ying smelled the fragrance of medicinal herbs, grasses and trees intertwined with the sweet smell of fermented rice, forming a more gentle and fresh breath.
This reminded her that the brother's state of drunkenness is not over yet, and some paranoia is normal.
She should understand.
"Then what should we do?" Qing Ying's voice became softer and coaxed, "Let's go to bed first, shall we?"
The sword cultivator was quiet for a while, as if thinking.
Then, he bowed his head.
——The lips of the two touched lightly, and he was a little tentative.
She has been busy for a long time, and her lips are dry.
He just drank honey water, his lips were moist.
Perhaps her lips were too dry, but the strange existence was moist and slightly sweet, and by some coincidence, she licked it with the tip of her tongue.
Just click.
But that is already a representative of some kind of signal.
——Then lightly contain.
After this exchange, her lips were not so dry.
Xie Qingci's eyes were long, soft and fine-grained, and brought a slightly itchy feeling when they swept across her.
So close!
She instinctively closed her eyes, but suddenly remembered that Xie Qingci was invisible, so she opened them again.
now.I saw Xie Qingci's majestic and extraordinary face close to his eyes, and he could hear his breathing.
He closed his eyes and bowed his head, kissing her almost devoutly and earnestly, and after tasting the sweetness, he tended to deepen it further.
Qing Ying:!!!
That... she should close her eyes.
Thoughts are like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling.
After an unknown amount of time, her lips were finally relaxed and free.
The sword cultivator whispered in her ear, "It's very sweet."
As if biting through a plump fruit, for a moment, the sweet juice flows between the lips and teeth, sweeping away all the unpleasant pain.
Due to the posture of the two of them at this moment, when he spoke, he spoke softly, rubbing his ears with her.
She froze in place, not knowing where she was for a moment, she could only hear Xie Qingci's gentle and clear voice in a trance.
"It's not bitter now."
"Oh, thanks."
Qing Ying didn't know what she was talking nonsense.
Xie Qingci said again: "Healing after surgery requires combined practice."
"Ok?"
"Have you thought about it?"
Qing Ying muttered and muttered, vaguely expressing her true thoughts: "It's not good..."
Xie Qingci's voice was clear and gentle: "That's why you don't want to use the healing method of joint cultivation."
"No. If you can live without pain...that's not..."
Qing Ying's mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what to answer.
She was still thinking about the scene just now.
How can senior brother pretend that nothing happened and ask about other things?
In short, Xie Qingci finally lay down with a pale face again, saying that he was a little sad—in a physical sense, in short, he needs to rest now, and suggested that she also go to calmly sort out her thoughts, and come back to him after dark.
"Oh." Qing Ying replied in a daze.
Just as soon as she walked out the door, she immediately leaned her back against the wall, her heart pounding.
She held her lips tightly together, not even daring to touch them.
It seemed to be swollen and numb, as if there was static electricity...
What happened just now?
She tried to calm down, but the chaotic and noisy heartbeat couldn't be controlled at all.
bang bang.
bang bang bang.
She couldn't help recalling the touch of her lips just now.
It turns out, it turns out that the feeling of being kissed is soft... Hey, can't think about it anymore, help me.
She took a deep breath and felt that her cheeks were so hot that she could cook an egg.
Senior brother was drunk just now, and his mind was not so clear. He also said in advance, so she shouldn't think too much about it.
Senior brother may have a bitter taste in his mouth and want to eat something sweet, soso kiss her?
ah?
Qing Ying was shocked by the conclusion she drew.
"Slap."
She patted her cheek, using the pain to wake herself up.
Xie Qingci was still lying flat in pain, how could she be so full of kisses and kisses?
She also said that she treats seniors as family members, who would have such an idea about the only family member?
Hey.
Thinking of Xie Qingci's situation, Qing Ying's mind instantly cooled down.
In fact, when the sword bone was returned to its original position, the elder brother seemed to be in good condition, he could sit up by himself and kiss her.
But after they talked about the joint cultivation, she might have made the senior brother sad, so the senior brother lay down in pain.
What can do?
In a messy mood, she walked slowly to the back kitchen, preparing to make some light medicinal food for Xie Qingci.
"So what is the meaning of Yin-Yang combined cultivation?"
If she could have asked clearly at the beginning and thoroughly confirmed the doubts in her heart, she would not be thinking so wildly now.
Anxiety is not unlimited, however.
Xie Qing asked her to discuss important matters after dark, and by then everything would be clear.
...
At night, Qing Ying came to Tianyao Room with herbal food.
When she entered the door, considering Xie Qingci's body, she didn't light a candle, but lit the night pearl. The light from the pearl was soft and bright, which made people feel much more refreshed.
She saw a half-sitting figure on the bed.
The sword cultivator's long hair hangs loose, and the cold long hair winds down like flowing water. At some point, he has already sat under the quilt, and the drunkenness seems to have faded.
There was no expression on his handsome face, the aura surrounding his body was cold and alienated, and his profile was like a few strokes of ink stained on white paper.
But after noticing her coming, the black and white lonely picture suddenly became vivid.
Like the shadow of the moon reflected on the water.
He smiled, and the moon shadow sparkled.
"You came."
"Brother, why did you get up by yourself? Does the wound hurt?"
The bright and bright moon faded a lot in an instant.
"pain."
"Oh." Qing Ying's expression instantly became sad, "But your body is still recovering, so it's not easy to abuse painkillers."
Xie Qingci added slowly: "It's still bitter."
bitter
Qing Ying froze.
This topic had to make her think of some exciting things.
Because of bitterness, want to kiss her or something...
"You finish the soup well, and I will reward you with a candy later."
Xie Qingci was very cooperative: "Yes."
At this time, his behavior was very natural and ordinary, and he didn't show any signs of loss because of her avoidance.
Could it be that she was thinking too much about herself?
Qing Ying died on the spot.
She immediately chose to change the subject.
Qing Ying put down the food box and explained: "This is osmanthus winter ginseng soup, what you want to drink, don't be picky eaters."
"it is good."
Xie Qingci took the small bowl, and with her hand, finished the tonic soup spoon by spoon.
Following his movements, Qing Ying's mood slowly returned to calm.
Qing Ying said: "It's still early, let me chat with you, and then you go to sleep. You may have a fever tonight."
She and Xie Qingci analyzed his condition in detail.
"This time, senior brother, you are in much better condition than before, and you should be able to feel it yourself."
Xie Qingci did not answer immediately, according to the setting, at this moment should...
"But I found a new problem, that is, your performance is very unstable." Qing Ying frowned slightly, "Or, you don't care about your own situation, and I have to remind you every time, and then you can realizeWhere is your problem?"
Xie Qingci was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
He said softly; "Laugh at us, Qing Ying, for being smart."
"That's right, I discovered all of this." Qing Ying warned, "So don't let me keep reminding you that you should also take care of your own body."
Xie Qingci: "..."
She urged: "Why don't you speak?"
Xie Qingci chooses to be honest: "My problem."
Only then was Qing Ying satisfied, and she said earnestly: "Actually, there is no one's problem, as long as everyone is doing well, it will be better than anything else."
A smile appeared on the corner of Xie Qingci's lips, and he smiled in agreement.
She found some interesting details in her life to share with Xie Qingci.
It's just that no matter how many topics there are, there will always be a time to finish the chat.
Especially since she still has something hidden in her heart.
"In your current situation, can you get better by taking medicine?"
Xie Qingci confessed: "Maybe it will, and the speed is slow, and it is easy to leave hidden wounds."
"Maybe? Can't you be sure about this?"
Xie Qingci stated the facts: "This body has reached the current state and has been repeatedly injured. What do you think?"
Qing Ying heard something wrong.
"What do you mean, brother, don't you..."
"I can't die for the time being, it will be good to find Shennongmu." Xie Qingci comforted him in time, "It can be cured."
Holy Farmer Wood is far away in the Xiqi Continent, and is still guarded by the Shenmu faction. When they get it, they don't know when they will get it.
"So...is there any other way to ease your situation?"
In the end, hesitating, Qing Ying still asked the question that has been haunting her heart today.
Xie Qingci touched the top of her hair.
"I don't want you to be unhappy, don't force it."
"Wait, it's not a question of whether to be reluctant or not." Qing Ying said, "I'm still not sure. Yin-yang combined cultivation, is it physical or not, or pure cultivation?"
"This or that?"
Xie Qingci is an idiot!
With a desperate mood, Qing Ying said loudly: "It's a matter between men and women!"
Xie Qingci was startled: ...
Qing Ying's cheeks were flushed.
Phew, she finally asked.
But so shy, help.
Qing Ying justified herself: "It can't be blamed on me thinking too much, isn't that what is written in the main storybook?"
Xie Qingci realized: "It turns out that you refused today because you hesitated."
"Of course this kind of thing has to be entangled." Qing Ying asked, "So what kind of thing is it?"
"Perhaps you've heard of mind-soul fusion?"
Soul mingling?
Of course, Qing Ying has never heard of it, but since it is related to the soul, it should not be that... Well, the body and soul are one, so she accepts it well.
She came to her senses: "I haven't heard of it. Do you mean psychotherapy? Or do you mean that your soul is damaged?"
"Shen-soul fusion is similar to divine friendship, but it is not divine friendship."
God?
Isn't this a very normal word?
However, following Xie Qingci's explanation, Qing Ying realized that she was still too simple.
In the world of comprehension, spiritual friendship is endowed with another extremely ambiguous meaning, that is, the lingering relationship between spiritual consciousness, which is more intimate and intimate than the simple sexual intercourse at the sexual level.
Many Taoist couples regard spiritual friendship as a must for true love.
"Then what is the soul fusion?"
Xie Qingci said in a calm manner: "The blending of spirit and soul is a very special way of treatment."
It requires a monk to completely open his sea of consciousness to another person, allowing another person to enter and investigate, and use his spiritual consciousness to nourish the sea of consciousness for himself.
The sea of consciousness is fragile, and it is a matter of life and death. Therefore, compared with the spiritual friendship when the love is strong, the soul-soul fusion is more solemn. It not only requires extremely high cultivation of the healing party, but also requires an absolute trust relationship between the two.
But if it succeeds, Xie Qingci's weakened and exhausted body and soul will be nourished and recuperated after going through all kinds of disasters, and the benefits will be endless.
so
"Qing Ying."
"I want you to come into me."