blood coagulation

At night, Wen Ling on the stone bed slowly opened his eyes.Through the moonlight, the dark cave roof is icy and bright.Wen Ling stroked her head and looked at the bed she was sleeping on. The stone bed and cotton bed were not like the wooden beds and straw mats at the bottom of the North Valley.The stone wall beside the bed seems to be formed naturally, without any sense of construction.

Strange, really strange, must leave!A voice from the bottom of my heart shouted to her.She stretched out her legs vigilantly and tried to step on the ground, but accidentally kicked the boy beside her.Wen Ling, who realized that he had kicked something, stretched out his feet and got down slowly.

Unexpectedly, both feet slipped, one lost its foothold, and the other fell onto the boy.

"Boom!" With a sound, Wen Ling pressed down on the boy.Suddenly, the boy woke up in pain.He rubbed his eyes, saw Wenling clearly, and helped her up.

Wen Ling realized the hands behind her, stood up immediately, and scolded: "Who are you!"

The young man let out a sigh of relief, lit his candle, got up and put it on the stone table, stretched himself, and said, "I am the one who saved you!"

"Save me?" Wen Ling looked at the young man up and down. He was dressed in coarse linen and had flat bones. He looked like a weak young master with fine white skin, unlike the one who practiced martial arts all year round.Wen Ling shrugged her eyebrows, and said without cutting, "It's up to you?"

The boy yawned for a long time, lay down on the table, and said weakly, "I haven't woken up yet, I'll tell you what you want to know tomorrow."

After all, he fell asleep.

Looking at his lazy appearance, Wen Ling sighed helplessly, and she temporarily suppressed her doubts.Anyway, I want to see if you have anything to tell me!

Wen Ling blew out the candles on the table and lay down on the stone bed again.

The masked woman standing against the wall outside the cave shook her head slightly with her eyes half closed.Carefully climbed along the stone wall to the side of the cedar a hundred steps away from the cave, and fell asleep by the tree.

In the morning, the sun shone into the cave, and after a good night's sleep, Wen Ling sat up and stretched her body.

"Are you awake? This is your first morning after waking up. Come and eat a piece of pancake!" The boy walked up to Wen Ling with a round pancake the size of a palm, and said with a smile.

Wen Ling didn't answer, she looked at the boy expressionlessly, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The young man took Wenling's hand, put the cake in Wenling's hand, and said with a smile: "This cake is called scorching sun cake, and it is made of a mixture of five kinds of powder. People here usually eat this in the morning. I think you should Haven't eaten it yet, try it!"

Wen Ling threw the cake on the ground, and said fiercely: "I don't like your tone, I asked who you are, and I didn't let you ramble!"

"You are just recovering from a serious illness, so you must cultivate well. Since you don't want to eat it now, you can eat it later, I will eat it first." The young man picked up the scorching sun cake, put it aside, and took a piece from the spread oiled paper bag New, eat up.

Wen Ling suddenly pulled up the boy's collar ferociously, and said fiercely: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The young man put down the cake and looked directly at Wenling, "Your body hasn't recovered yet, you can't kill me now."

Wen Ling walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the steep rock wall below the cave, took a deep breath, jumped up, and jumped out.

The young man walked to the cave in surprise. Wen Ling stood on the grass at the lower end of the rock wall, holding on to the rock wall, panting heavily.

The boy shook his eyebrows and walked down the mountain quickly along the path.Going straight in the direction of the rock wall, Wen Ling leaned against the rock wall, sitting quietly and adjusting his breath.

The young man ran up to Wen Ling panting, and said, "I told you to rest well, why are you so stubborn? Your life is your own! You have to cherish it!"

Wen Ling suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him. The young man was startled and took a small step back.

Wen Ling stood up and walked forward slowly, "Why did you save me?"

"It's not me who wants to save you, it's the teacher who wants to save you." The young man's voice slowly drifted into Wen Ling's ears, Wen Ling suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him, who was looking at himself with a smile.

Wen Ling froze for a moment, then looked at him in surprise, "What's your name?"

"Yan Junqi, my name is Yan Junqi." The sun reflected on the young man's smiling face, very warm.

"Did you know? If you save me, you might lose your own life!" Wen Ling walked towards Yan Junqi with a fierce look.

"If I don't save you, you will die." The boy blurted out without thinking.

"You save me, you will die!" Wen Ling suddenly frowned, stretched out his hand to grab Yan Junqi's neck, and lifted Yan Junqi up abruptly.

Yan Junqi, whose legs were suddenly off the ground, shouted without even thinking: "If you kill me, it will be my life! I saved you at that time, then you deserve to die!"

Yan Junqi's voice became hoarse and distorted, and he was gradually unable to make a sound due to difficulty breathing.His legs kept flapping and his hands scratched around.Wen Ling let go of him suddenly, and let him fall on the grass, breathing heavily.

She sighed deeply, looked at the sky with rosy eyes, and smiled slightly: "Mother, maybe you are right. You are no longer my mother, and he is not Song Fei back then, just childish. That's all. I really don't need to be persistent anymore, right?"

She looked at the sky quietly, and two lines of tears came out of her eyes, hitting the grass, crackling.Suddenly a handkerchief was handed to him, and Yan Junqi patted the back of her hand while covering his neck, and nodded to her.

Wen Ling pursed her lips lightly and nodded slightly.

Behind the tree twenty steps away, the masked woman watched all this quietly. 'She is not Shu Cen Rong.But she is still very likely to become the second Cen Rong. 'The woman thought secretly.

The woman rests her head on one hand and looks at the tree.She wanted to ensure Jun Qi's safety, but she couldn't face that familiar face.She just kept staring at them.

Within a few weeks, Yan Junqi took good care of Shu Wenling, bringing her food and clean clothes for her.When I was tired, I told her stories, and when I was bored, I took her to breathe at the entrance of the cave.Gradually, Wenling lost the sharpness she had at the beginning, and became friendly with him.

The moonlight was shining on the entrance of the cave, and Jun Qi and Wen Ling sat cross-legged under the moon, looking at the moon foolishly.Yan Junqi stretched out his hand to caress the emptiness of the moonlight, and at the same time talked about the Twelve Star Array of Tiangang created by his master.

"Jun Qi." Wen Ling called him softly, "Your master, what kind of person are you?"

Yan Junqi smiled and said, "She is a good person."

"Really!" Wen Ling smiled implicitly, but she didn't get the answer she wanted.She looked up at the full moon and thought of the starry sky that Gu Li and Shang Yun watched together.

They are all dark and shining existences, and they are all so clean and clear.She put her legs together and leaned against Jun Qi, her broad shoulders were very stable.She opened her eyes slightly, and asked slowly, "Do you know where Xianjin is?"

Yan Junqi was startled, and shook his head slightly, "I don't know, I've never left here."

He had never been so close to a girl before. Although she was not well dressed, the aura around her made him very comfortable. He tacitly allowed her to take a nap on his shoulder.This is a feeling he has never tasted before, a little shy, as if he can hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

"Why..." Wen Ling's voice interrupted his immersion. She grabbed his arm and leaned close to him, "Why, are you here? Why is there a village under the cliff?"

Jun Qi stretched out his arms, trying to keep a distance between himself and Wen Ling as much as possible, his face was as red as a ripe persimmon.

"Jun Qi?" Wen Ling tried to ask him, saying that Jun Qi sat aside, looking at the sky quietly.

The cold moonlight shone on him, he slowly came back to his senses, and breathed a sigh of relief.Slowly said, "I am an orphan, and I don't know why I am here. The master said that when she fell off the cliff, she found me as a baby in a tree hanging on the cliff. She said that I was the same as that tree. strong."

"Your master, you are such a good man!" Wen Ling said, leaning on Jun Qi's shoulder again, Jun Qi breathed evenly and looked at her shyly.

"The village under the cliff is no different from the one outside the cliff. I heard that it used to be a prosperous village instead of such a terrain. One day, a huge rock fell from the sky and separated the village from the outside world. Over time, the village was destroyed. People forget it. Maybe this is the real pure land." Jun Qi said foolishly.

Wen Ling smiled slightly, scratched Jun Qi's nose, "Silly boy."

Yan Junqi was stunned for no reason, he stood up stupidly, letting the moonlight pour on his body.The warm moonlight hit his body, and the appearance of the crescent moon was somewhat similar to that of a woman who had been hiding her face for a long time.Facing the moon, he said to himself, "The master said that the tree can live on the rock wall, but I can't die because of it, it's all fate."

"That's right! If you died more than ten years ago, I wouldn't be able to live to this day." Wen Lingxi said.

"That's not necessarily true, there's my master!" Yan Junqi turned around and said righteously.

"In the past few weeks, your so-called master hasn't shown her face once. What's the matter with her?" Wen Ling asked with concern.

Yan Junqi was dumb for a while, he didn't know where the master went.

"Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you anymore. I'm going to rest." Wenling walked towards the bed with a smile.

Jun Qi stood under the moon for a while, then walked towards the bed on the other side.He was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Wenling's voice and Wenling's smiling face filled him.As long as he closes his eyes, he can hear Wenling's crisp laughter.

He turned sideways and looked at the opposite bed. Wen Ling was sleeping soundly on the bed, as sweet as ever. The girl in deep sleep had blushing cheeks and was very delicate.He patted his cheek, turned around, and forced himself to sleep.

After tossing and turning all night, he never fell asleep.Wen Ling's face had been deeply imprinted in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of feeling it was.

Although I have come into contact with some boys before, but there is really no one as stupid as him.Wen Ling couldn't help but feel very novel, this kid is cute and silly.Thinking of him, Wen Ling couldn't help laughing.

Time passed, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Wen Ling's injuries miraculously healed.

Everything was like a dream, an incredible dream.Wenling still doesn't know why Wali has such a warm touch. Could it be that she, like herself, remembered the past...person?But she couldn't fly into the sky, but she stepped on the clouds and disappeared into the air.

She grabbed Jun Qi's sleeve and asked, "You said, if a person dies, if there is no reincarnation, will there be a warm feeling?"

Yan Junqi thought for a while and said, "There are only three ways to die, becoming a ghost, becoming a fairy, and reincarnation. If there is no reincarnation... ghosts should not be warm, but I have never seen ghosts or gods, so I don't know!"

Seeing Yanjun Qi's stern answer, Wenling couldn't help laughing, "Silly boy!"

"Hey." Yan Junqi rubbed his head and smiled foolishly.

"Yan, Jun, Qi." Wen Ling slowly read Jun Qi's name, "This name was given to you by your master?"

"Yeah." Jun Qi sat beside Wen Ling and nodded.

"Why...Yan Junqi? Do you know?" Wen Ling looked up at him and asked expectantly.

Yan Jun Qi thought for a while, and said, "Your words are trustworthy, the master hopes that I have the king's trust, Qi is just an interjection."

"Then why not Jun Yanqi? You are an orphan, so you shouldn't care about your surname!" Wen Ling leaned against the tree and said with a teasing smile.

"Yan is a common surname in the Central Plains. Master said that she didn't want me to feel abandoned, so she chose a surname for me." Yan Jun Qi smiled shyly and said shallowly.

"Stupid boy." Wen Ling patted Jun Qi on the head and said with a smile.

Jun Qi chuckled, as if thinking of something, he frowned and said, "No, I don't seem to know your name yet!"

Shu Wenling bounced towards the path, walked to the side of the road, and shouted softly: "If you catch up with me, I will tell you!"

"Slow down! Slow down!" Jun Qi chased after him with a smile.

Shu Wenling wanted to let him go on purpose, but he didn't use light work. Yan Junqi hurriedly followed into the cave, but Wenling was not in the cave.She quietly hid on the top of the cave and wanted to tease Yan Junqi, but she didn't expect this silly boy to be so stupid, she searched around and couldn't find anyone, so she ran out.

Wenling jumped down, and was about to go to the entrance of the cave to see how stupid Yan Junqi was.Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and a figure flashed past. Before Wen Ling had time to see the face of the man clearly, the acupuncture points were pressed by the man, and he couldn't move.