Looking for plums under the moon

The two stayed in the tub for several hours, and when they came out, the water had already cooled completely, and the floor was covered with wet water stains.

Ling Guyue picked up the Nuanyan jade at the bottom of the bucket, and saw that it had become the same as the one in Lord Du's hand, completely transparent without a trace of ink, so she wanted to put it away.I happened to see the box on the table that was used to hold the King of Red Medicine, and when I opened it, I found that there was a letter inside.

Shen Luo only wore obscene clothes, sat on the bed to adjust his internal energy, and found that his meridians were no longer as dry as the previous two days, but much smoother, so he withdrew his gestures, secretly opened his eyes and stared at Ling Guyue.

Ling Guyue spotted his movements from the corner of her eye, and smiled back, "What do you see me doing?"

Shen Luo coughed, pulled his shoes out of bed, "Brother, what are you holding?"

Ling Guyue opened the envelope curiously, "It should be written by Lin Jue..." She unfolded the letter paper, and there was only one line written on it: I have returned to Jinling, when will I come back to my old place?

Shen Luo's face darkened, "I hate Jinling."

Ling Guyue folded the letter paper and pressed it under the candlestick, said with a smile: "Okay, I will take Xiaoqiu later, you stay here."

"No way," Shen Luo's eyes widened, "Senior brother just had a warm relationship with me, so you're going to put me aside?"

"Okay..." Thinking of just now, Ling Guyue's ears turned red again, "I lied to you, no matter where we go in the future, we will go together."

Putting out the candle with a flick of a finger, Ling Guyue took advantage of the bright moonlight to pull Shen Luo to the side of the couch, "It's getting late, go to bed first."

After many years, the two of them lay down again in Shen Dongxie, feeling like a dream for a moment.

"Brother, what did you think of?"

"It was the same with us in those winters. When it was cold, we hugged each other to keep warm."

"That's right," Ling Guyue blinked, feeling that her eyelids were a little heavy, and said softly, "At that time, you were like a small stove, and your whole body was warm..." He lost his internal strength for Shen Luo for a long time, at this moment Feeling a little tired, he fell asleep dimly after saying this.

"Brother Mingming is like a small stove..." Shen Luo thought for a while, and suddenly laughed again. It was really cold at that time, but as long as two people hug each other, despite the heavy snowstorm outside, the bed will soon be warm stand up.

"Brother?" Without hearing a reply, Shen Luo called softly, and after hearing the breathing of the person beside him gradually calmed down, he quietly sat up on the bed, tucked the quilt on Ling Guyue's body, and After kissing him on the forehead, Fang walked out holding the cold light sword.

When she woke up in the morning, Ling Guyue opened her eyes and saw Shen Luo sleeping soundly beside him.The usually cold eyebrows and eyes finally softened a little, even the corner of the mouth was filled with a smile, I don't know what dreamed of it.

Opening the curtain and looking out of the window, the white light was dazzling, and the sun was rising, so it must have been Sishi.

Ling Guyue tilted her head to look at him, and said in her heart: It seems that the younger brother has not only lost his memory, but also become lazy?Sleep till now and still haven't woken up...

Under this gaze, Shen Luo's eyelids moved slightly, and he quickly opened them.

"Brother..."

Ling Guyue leaned against the bed, straightened her clothes, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes, "Just rest for another day, and we will go to Senior Fang tomorrow."

"No, let's do it today..." Shen Luo got up and stretched, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Guyue bowed his head and tied his clothes, so he hugged him and rubbed against his neck before getting up and putting on his coat .

After freshening up and having a quick breakfast, the two went straight to the small courtyard arranged for Fang Yuchou.

The bamboo forest is quiet, with occasional birdsong.

Ling Guyue went to the bamboo fence and knocked on the door, "Is Senior Fang there?"

Fang Yuchou walked out from the courtyard, "Ling Shaoxia, Shen Shaoxia," opened the door, saw that both of them had ruddy complexions, and said with a smile, "Are you here for mere acupuncture?"

The two looked at each other, "Exactly."

Fang Yuchou let the two of them in, sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, and went to the house by himself.When he came out, he held an oil lamp in his left hand and a roll of sackcloth in his right hand.

"There are a total of 98 silver needles in this needle bag, 320 of which have saved [-] people, and the remaining ten have not been used yet." Fang Yuchou put down the oil lamp, and spread out the roll of sackcloth on the table , there was indeed a row of densely packed silver needles inside, and each one had a cold light.He picked out seven of them of different thicknesses and put them on the cuffs. The thinnest one was as thin as a hair, and the thickest one was as thick as a fish's spine.

Ling Guyue was speechless: "Senior Fang..."

Fang Yuchou shook his head with a smile, "Don't worry Ling Shaoxia." After speaking, he lit the oil lamp, took out the thinnest silver needle from his sleeve and set it on fire.

The flame is slender and jumps constantly in the breeze.

"Young Xia Shen, are you ready?" Fang Yuchou looked at the slightly blue silver needle in the flames.

Shen Luo nodded, "Thank you, senior." He sat quietly and let Fang Yuchou walk in front of him.

"Young Xia Shen...please relax." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yuchou held the needle and stuck it between his eyebrows.

Shen Luo only felt a tingling pain at Yintang acupoint, as if a huge boulder had hit him heavily, shaking in his brain, every meridian and blood thread involved was screaming.

Ling Guyue saw that he was clenching his palms so tightly that his fingertips were about to pierce his flesh, so she held his hand and stopped him from using any more force.

"It will be over soon..." Ling Guyue frowned and comforted her softly.

Shen Luo forced a smile at him, and said in a weak voice, "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt much..."

Although Fang Yuchou was amazed by the deep bond between the two, his hand still didn't stop. By the time the third needle fell, Shen Luo's eyes were already straightened, bloodshot in the eyes, and he was panting heavily, like a heavenly spirit cover. All will explode.

"Junior brother!" Ling Guyue's heart tightened.

However, Shen Luo couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and he couldn't even speak the words himself.

Finally, the seventh needle is reached, which is the last needle and the thickest one.

Fang Yuchou hung his needle hand in the air, and reminded: "Ling Shaoxia, this last needle will be on Baihui acupoint, and it will be the most painful. In order to prevent Shen Shaoxia from biting the root of his tongue, it is best to find something to stuff into his mouth."

Ling Guyue looked left and right, but found nothing, so in a hurry, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a smooth wrist.

"this."

Fang Yuchou persuaded: "People who are in extreme pain won't care so much, I'm afraid that even the flesh will be bitten off!"

"It's nothing, Senior Fang, please insert the needle..." Ling Guyue pinched Shen Luo's chin, and put her arm in. Seeing his pale face and cold sweat, she wished she could replace her with her body.

"Hmm!" Shen Luo seemed to have sensed his intention, and turned his head as if to avoid the wrist that Ling Guyue sent up.

"Be obedient..." Ling Guyue said softly.

Seeing Ling Guyue's determined eyes, Fang Yuchou no longer hesitated.

The moment the silver needle pierced Baihui acupoint, Shen Luo's mind suddenly became empty.

It hurts so much, what does it feel like?

Sour, salty, bitter, spicy, but not sweet.

It seems that at a certain moment, he fell into nothingness, in other words, that was death.

But he can't die!Shen Luo sneered, senior brother is still alive, how can he die?

Ling Guyue was ready for the whole piece of flesh to be torn off, but from the beginning to the end, the sunken teeth only pressed lightly on his wrist, and she was never willing to use any force.

"Okay..." Fang Yuchou took half a step back, wiping the cold sweat off his brow, "Young Xia Ling can take back his hand."

Ling Guyue moved her hand away, only to see that her arm was still as clean as jade, without leaving a single tooth mark.

"Junior Brother..." He raised his head and called out in a daze.

Shen Luo still opened his mouth, in order to prevent himself from biting Ling Guyue, he forcefully supported this movement, and even dislocated his jaw.

Fang Yuchou was startled, he quickly supported his mandible with his hands, and lifted it up, only to hear a 'crack', before closing his sinking mouth.

"Junior brother..." Ling Guyue called him again in a low voice, the tip of her nose was slightly sour, and her eyes were a little blurred.

Shen Luo endured the severe pain and finally woke up a little bit. Seeing that the corners of Ling Guyue's eyes were red, he felt a sudden tug in his heart, "Senior brother... I'm fine..."

The two looked at each other, one was silent, the other was haggard, with pity in their eyes.

Fang Yuchou just felt that he was a bit redundant, coughed and said: "The two young heroes..."

Ling Guyue came back to her senses, raised her head and asked, "Senior Fang, how is your brother?"

"The acupuncture is still considered a success, but Shen Shaoxia's illness is no different than others, and he needs to observe for a few more days."

"Today I have to work seniors."

"You're welcome," Fang Yuchou looked at Shen Luo, "Young Xia Shen, does the pain feel a little relieved?"

"Much better." Shen Luo nodded.

"Okay, I'll pull out these needles for the young hero now."

Ling Guyue said: "Do you want to wait?"

"Don't worry," Fang Yuchou said slowly, "It doesn't hurt much when the needle is pulled out."

Sure enough, after the seven silver needles were inserted back into the needle bag one after another, some blood color gradually returned to Shen Luo's face.

"How does Shen Shaoxia feel now?" Fang Yuchou blew out the oil lamp, turned his head and asked.

"Chaos..." Shen Luo supported his forehead, his mind was in chaos.

"anything else?"

"I'm still a little... dizzy."

Fang Yuchou nodded, "It's a normal reaction, Shen Shaoxia might as well go back and rest first, I'll go see you tomorrow."

"Thank you senior."

Ling Guyue helped Shen Luo up, walked out of the courtyard, and walked towards Shen Dongxie.

Walking to the mouth of the valley, Shen Luo suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

"Why do I feel... that this place is different from before?" Shen Luo looked at Mei Lin in front of him, "Brother, don't you think it's a bit strange? These trees were so thick and thin ten years ago, why are they still the same today?"

Ling Guyue didn't expect the effect of silver needle acupuncture to be so fast, she calmed down a bit, "When you fully remember, you will know."

Shen Luo followed him back to the house in a dazed manner, and leaned against the window in a daze.

Ling Guyue didn't bother him, instead she called the little boy to the door, avoiding Shen Luo deliberately and asked: "The books I asked you to collect last time...do you have any left?"

Xiaotong nodded repeatedly, "I saw that the master liked it, and later asked someone to buy some. I heard from the owner of the bookstore that they are the best sellers at the moment!"

"Take me to take a look..." Ling Guyue followed him to the study lightly, and seeing that the bookshelves were full of books, she said, "I'm fine here by myself, you go and play."

The little boy couldn't read anyway, so he went out happily.

As soon as he left, Ling Guyue looked through the bookcases, the erotic picture was mixed in these books last time, I don't know this time...

He searched for it for a while, and as expected, he picked up a book with "Zhuangzi" written on the cover, opened it, and found that it was full of red-faced pictures.

After reading only one page, Ling Guyue's face burned, she bit her lip, and continued to study secretly with the idea of ​​"the more you see, the more you know".

Ling Guyue and Fang Yuchou thought that the sinking memory was slowly recovering, but he became taciturn. Unless Ling Guyue took the initiative to talk to him, he would not speak for several days.And in the morning, he looked sleepy, and his eyes were slightly black and blue, as if he hadn't rested well.

"Isn't it... really stupid?" Fang Yuchou asked sadly.

Ling Guyue's eyes changed, "Senior Fang..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me observe for a few more days..." Fang Yuchou calmly glanced at Shen Luo not far away.

That night, before Ling Guyue fell asleep, she suddenly heard the sound of getting up from someone around her.

Shen Luo kissed him on the forehead as usual, then put on his clothes and got out of bed.

Ling Guyue closed her eyes calmly, and when she saw him push the door out, she got up with a complicated expression.

The moonlight is full like water, illuminating plum shadows whirling.

Ling Guyue followed behind Shen Luo not too far away, and when she saw him walking to a flat ground deep in the Merlin, she drew out her cold light sword and danced.

The blade of the sword is like frost, sweeping across the surroundings with a mighty momentum, causing the branches to tremble and the flowers to fall, and the fragrant wind permeates the night.

It was only then that Ling Guyue realized that he had been practicing swords these nights, and the swordsmanship he used turned out to be... the ninth level of Ping Chuan's mental method?

In just a few days, he actually re-practiced the Pingchuan mental method to the ninth level?

Ling Guyue's heart moved, the hand holding the tree trunk slipped quietly, and was about to leave, when suddenly a person came out from the shadows of the trees.

"Who?"

Fang Yuchou responded, "Young Xia Ling, it's me."

Ling Guyue felt relieved a little, and asked, "Senior Fang, why haven't you rested so late?"

Fang Yuchou looked behind him, "You must have noticed Shen Shaoxia's abnormality."

Ling Guyue lowered her eyes and said: "He is obsessed with martial arts now, so it may not be bad..."

Fang Yuchou shook his head, "No, I think Shen Shaoxia is not obsessed with martial arts, but you."

"Huh?" Ling Guyue looked up, but saw that his smile didn't diminish.

"Can we talk somewhere else?"

Ling Guyue followed him to the edge of Luoying Lake, with the moonlight as contrast, the water was light and translucent, reflecting the shadows of the two, swaying with the waves.

"After these few days of observation, I discovered a secret."

"Oh? Senior, but it doesn't matter."

Fang Yuchou stared at him with sharp eyes, as if he could see what was in his heart, "I found that the head of Pingchuan, Shen Luo, seems to have admiration for his fellow brother."

Ling Guyue's heart skipped a beat, and she stood by the pool with her hands behind her back, "So what?"

Fang Yuchou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "It turns out he wasn't alone in his unrequited love..."

Ling Guyue said: "I don't know how this has anything to do with his illness?"

"Of course, Shen Shaoxia became what he is now, not only because of the torture he suffered when he was young, but the most important thing is that he has always had a heart disease, which happens to be related to you."

"Heart disease?"

Fang Yuchou said indifferently: "I have spent a lot of energy in finding miraculous medicines, and I have traveled all over the world. This is why no one has been able to find me these years. However, no matter where I go, there is a special and mysterious place. Medical skills are unknown to outsiders, and they are called folk remedies. Although no one can test whether they are really useful, in fact, many people have saved their lives by relying on these remedies..."

Ling Guyue didn't interrupt him, and heard him continue: "Once when I went to a town, I met a young master from a rich family. Because of an accident when he was a child, he became delirious, talked inconsequentially, and fell in love with Young Master Shen when he said it. It's a little bit similar. Later, it gradually got better through a kind of folk prescription...that method is called Chongxi."

"Chongxi?" Ling Guyue looked at him blankly.

Fang Yuchou smiled and said, "I don't know if Ling Shaoxia is willing to believe me one more time?"

Ling Guyue thought for a while, then nodded solemnly.

The author has something to say: Chong Chong!