blood coagulation

Shang Yun sat on a chair, guarding Wen Ling on the bed, observing her every move.Wen Ling lay quietly on the bed, completely motionless.She has been lying in bed for nine days, and Shang Yun dipped the leaves in water every day to help her with cold compresses.The finger marks on Wen Ling's face have faded, and the wound on his forehead is almost healed.She was different from Shang Yun, Shang Yun suffered internal injuries, while all her injuries were external injuries.How could it be so bad?Could it be that the stone that the master dropped under her chest had some secret?

The master has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. He is worried that Wenling is not good at learning and will suffer a loss when he goes back.So I wanted to use this method to make her come to an awareness, let her know that it is not because she is good at lightness kung fu that she will be able to avoid it.Helplessly, neither I nor my senior sister understood the master, and even quarreled with him.

In order to beg the master to save Shang Yun, the stubborn Wen Ling knelt down and kowtowed, making her face swollen and injured.And Feng Xuanzi, how could he be that heartless person?Without Wenling's knowledge, he secretly healed Shang Yun's injuries, and Shang Yun's health was already almost healed.But on that day, Shang Yun had menstruation, and his abdominal pain was unbearable, so he couldn't help shaking and sweating, but Wenling thought that Shang Yun was about to die, and wanted to use torture to get Feng Xuanzi's forgiveness and let him save Shang Yun cloud.Speaking of it, she is really stupid.

"Little Monkey, how is your senior sister?" Feng Xuanzi pushed open the door and asked kindly.

"Master!" Shang Yun stood up, walked in front of Feng Xuanzi in two or three steps, and said, "The pulse condition is stable, and her complexion is getting better and better. I just don't know why, she hasn't woken up yet, so she should be fine." yes."

"Without sleep for three days and three nights, no food or water, no matter who you are, you will have to lie down for four or five days. What's more, twelve days ago, the master sealed her cave and suppressed her Spirituality, she is currently in the transition period, no matter how long she rests, it will be normal." Feng Xuanzi looked at Shu Wenling with pity in his eyes.

"Pan point?" Shang Yun frowned. She had never heard of this point since she was studying medicine. She couldn't help asking, "Master, why is this point? What's the point of sealing it?"

"Pan acupoint, since ancient times, there are nine points, scattered all over the body. The ancestor of the Xianyun sect once left a note saying that the pan acupoint is protruding. , it will seal its acupoint and break its spirituality. If it is controlled properly, breaking through the acupoint will double its spiritual power. On the contrary, the internal force will eat itself and endanger life." Feng Xuanzi walked up to Wen Ling, feeling her pulse , while saying.

"Wandering..." Shang Yun repeated, "Since wandering is uncertain, how can the master be found?"

"Nine Pan points are between one finger on the left and right of the Adam's apple, between the seven fingers of the clavicle, between one finger on the two chests, between the two bones below the chest, between the palm of the right abdomen, between the half palm of the left abdomen, between the two fingers of the lumbar spine, and between the three fingers of the back spine. Between the fingers, between the two fingers of the pelvis. The Pan point is scattered in these nine places on the main torso of the human body, and each of them has a hidden 'Pan point guide'." Feng Xuanzi let go of Wenling's wrist, and pointed his finger at Wenling's wrist. Ling nodded and said.

"That day I gave Bi Yuan to the two of you, Wen Ling Xiaoya took Bi Yuan, and the 'Panxue Yin' under her chest protruded in an instant, but then disappeared in an instant. I didn't expect that your senior sister didn't notice it, and the aura was really negative. So I made a decisive decision and sealed the acupoint with my son."

Shang Yun stood there stupidly, "You blocked the spell of Senior Sister?"

Feng Xuanzi scratched Shang Yun's nose, "Little girl, you're smart. This little Wenling girl's spirit is negative, and it's probably related to the opening of her meridians."

Shang Yun was startled, and Vino said, "Master, you already know."

"I opened her meridian by accident, so you don't have to hide it from me." Feng Xuanzi stood up, opened all the windows in the bamboo house, and said, "I wanted to open up her muscles and bones, help her She stimulated her qi and blood, and reached the martial arts attainment she should have as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, she misunderstood her meridian, which caused a sudden increase in her anger, so she had to seal her acupoint and break her spirit. Although she could not use magic spells for the time being, her lightness kung fu was still there, and her martial arts It can also be practiced."

"But master, you didn't teach her any martial arts!" Shang Yun looked at Feng Xuanzi foolishly, the thoughts of the person in front of him were really unpredictable.

"My teacher is also thinking about this issue. She doesn't seem to be suitable for wielding swords." The autumn wind gusts, blowing Feng Xuanzi's gray hair, "You have been with her for a while, do you know what she has? Is there something you learned or were particularly interested in when you were young?"

Shang Yun thought for a while, "A few days ago, when I was chatting with my senior sister, I heard her humming the Wenqu minor tune. The senior sister seems to be more familiar with the rhythm."

Feng Xuanzi touched the window sill, his lips parted slightly, "Is the rhythm...?"

Shang Yun looked at Feng Xuanzi's back, shook his head, turned to look at Wen Ling on the bed, and sighed, "When will Senior Sister wake up?"

Feng Xuanzi closed the window, turned to look at Shang Yun, and said, "Three days and three nights without sleep, it is true that she needs serious sleep, but judging from her current state, she should be resting almost. Although I sealed her rock point, But once the pulse is opened, it can no longer be sealed. Now she is not so much in a dream, it is better to say that she is looking for the memory of her previous life. When she recalls everything in her previous life, she will naturally wake up. During this period, You have to take good care of her, the autumn is cool, don't let her catch the cold."

Shang Yun smiled slightly and sent Feng Xuanzi out.

In late autumn, wild fruits are not as perishable as in summer. Shang Yun prepares a lot of fruits every day and stores them in the house.Pick the softest fruit every day, and squeeze the juice into Wenling's mouth through the peel.Wenling in a coma seemed to be satisfied with "eating" every day, and her complexion was extraordinarily rosy.In order to take better care of Wenling, Shang Yun simply spread dry grass on the ground as a straw mat and stayed with her on the floor.Feng Xuanzi made a bamboo flute out of dry bamboo and placed it on Wenling's bedside, hoping that she could see it when she woke up.

One day eight days later, Shang Yun looked at Wenling as usual, wiped her body, and fed her juice. Suddenly, two clear tears flowed from the corners of Wenling's eyes.Shocked, Shang Yun quickly put down the fruit in his hand and tried to call her.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault..." Wen Ling opened and closed her lips, saying something vaguely.

"Senior Sister?" Shang Yun grabbed Wen Ling's hand and shook it desperately, "Senior Sister? Can you hear me?"

Wen Ling slowly opened her eyes, and the blurry figure in front of her made her a little dazed. "Shang... Yun?"

Shang Yun hugged Wen Ling and called her excitedly, "Senior Sister, you finally woke up. It's all my fault. I should take good care of you so that you won't conflict with Master."

Wen Ling sighed deeply, and exclaimed, "Perhaps, everything is fate, and my past and present lives have already been doomed."

Shang Yun let go of Wenling, stared at her with wide eyes, "You, remember."

Wen Ling blinked and nodded.

Shang Yun couldn't help frowning, "Have you remembered everything from the previous life?"

Wen Ling nodded, glanced at the head of the bed from the corner of her eye, caught a glimpse of a bamboo flute, and picked it up curiously, "What... is it?"

Shang Yun looked at the bamboo flute, thought for a while, and said, "Oh, this one! Master gave it to you."

Wen Ling looked at the bamboo flute and smiled slightly.Hold the bamboo flute to your lips, and rush out a heroic song, as if there are thousands of troops hidden in the song.At the end of half of the music, Wen Ling looked at the bamboo flute in his hand with a smile.

Shang Yun couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding, "Okay! Senior sister played really well! What song is this?"

Wen Ling shook her head and said, "I don't know, I've heard someone play this piece on a Matouqin before."

Shang Yun couldn't help frowning, "Dream?"

Wen Ling smiled and nodded, "Yun'er, you are really smart."

"Who played the tune just now?" Feng Xuanzi pushed the door open and asked with a serious face.

Wen Ling and Shang Yun looked at Feng Xuanzi in unison, and shouted respectfully, "Master."

Feng Xuanzi looked at Wen Ling with a stern eyebrow, and said in a bad tone, "Little girl, are you awake?"

"Yes, master." Wen Ling seemed to have forgotten what happened 20 days ago, and even forgot all the harshness Feng Xuanzi had treated her, and agreed with a smile.

Perhaps only after experiencing death will we cherish everything we have now.The current Wen Ling is more sensible than 20 days ago. She knows that Feng Xuanzi is only strict in his approach, and he sincerely regards himself as an apprentice, and that is enough.Sweet words stimulate the ears, but they may not be the truth.Stern words may be harsh, but the speaker has good motives, that's enough, really enough.

"Little girl Wenling, you have changed." Feng Xuanzi said.If she had talked to her like this 20 days ago, she would not have talked to him with complete relief like now.Even if he is respectful, there will be hatred and anger in his eyes that cannot be hidden.

"See it, figure it out, and become open-minded." Wen Ling said with a smile.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Feng Xuanzi changed the subject, and looked at Wen Ling with cold words, "Are you sure, you didn't feel any physical difference?"

Wen Ling pouted, looking at her hands and feet, "No!"

"Stand up and try to attack me." Feng Xuanzi looked at Wenling and said provocatively.

Wen Ling looked at Feng Xuanzi in surprise, and turned to Shang Yun, who lowered his head and dared not look at her, "Master, I dare not!"

"If you want to attack, you can attack, why are you so talkative!" Feng Xuanzi looked at her impatiently, "Use your strongest spiritual power to attack me, hurry up!"

Wen Ling jumped out of bed, exhaled, and nodded with a smile, "Then I'm here?"

Feng Xuanzi nodded and waved at her provocatively.

Wen Ling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, put her hands on her chest, and pushed hard, but there was nothing.Wenling was startled, closed her eyes and tried to talk to Xiaocao around her, but she couldn't feel any response.She opened her eyes in surprise and looked at her hands.She could no longer feel any aura, not even the breath of life.She lost the ability to talk to living beings, and lost the so-called spirituality of wood.

Wen Ling looked at Feng Xuanzi with a frown, and asked in puzzlement, "What's going on?"

"You no longer need spiritual power." Feng Xuanzi said coldly.

"Is it no longer needed, or...or is it not owned anymore?" Wen Ling lowered her voice and asked tremblingly.She had never felt such worry. She lost the only ability to protect herself and others, and fear grew in her heart.

"Little girl, tell me, what is spiritual power to you?" Feng Xuanzi asked unhurriedly.

Wen Ling looked at Feng Xuanzi embarrassingly, shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"If I say, you lost something you didn't know, what would you do?" Feng Xuanzi looked at her playfully.

"I don't know, I'm very confused now..." Wen Ling sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Feng Xuanzi distractedly.

Feng Xuanzi smiled lowly, threw a sheet of music to Wenling, and said, "Don't be impatient, little girl, this "Fantasy Clouds and Deep Pools" was created for my teacher. After learning this sheet music, your skills will be greatly improved. will increase dramatically.”

Wen Ling took the music score, flipped through two pages hastily, and looked at Feng Xuanzi puzzled, "Master, what does this mean?"

Feng Xuanzi sighed, shook his head and said, "Your meridian is opened because of me, and the Pan acupoint is also sealed by me. This music score should be regarded as compensation for the master's sealing of your spiritual power. The music score is divided into two parts. The first part is the mental method, and the second part is the external skills. After completing this music score, it is considered that the teacher did not accept you as an apprentice in vain."

Wen Ling clutched the music score, her eyes were a little moist.She nodded, but she still had doubts in her heart, "I will understand the movement well, but why is the master sure that I can play the bamboo flute?"

"Because your mother can play." After finishing speaking, Feng Xuanzi walked away, and stopped suddenly at the door, "That's right! You just played, what song is that?"

Wen Ling looked at the bamboo flute, then at Feng Xuanzi, shook her head and said, "I don't know, I don't know the name of the rhythm in the dream."

Feng Xuanzi looked at her, and said with something in his words, "Twenty years ago, my teacher was lucky enough to listen to a piece of music in Xianjin. In the future, I will hear the same piece of music as a teacher. Here, the interpretation of the flute music leaves aside the contradictions and entanglements of the guqin, and it seems to be a little more regretful. It is really memorable! Haha!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Xuanzi stepped out of the bamboo house.Wen Ling stayed where she was, the moist corners of her eyes betrayed her fragile nerves.She put away the music score and sat quietly by the bed, silent.