In the next few days, he would go out early and come back late, either muttering something to his mind, or holding the mirror in his hand, mesmerized.
If Song Ling had not confirmed that there was no evil spirit in Qi Chi and there was no misunderstanding, she would have suspected that Qi Chi was possessed by a wandering ghost. And because Hong Ye's medicine had been made, Song Ling
He no longer had the energy to care about Qi Chi's personal affairs, so he devoted himself to testing the medicine.
In fact, it was not Song Ling who was testing the medicine.
The one who takes the medicine is Song Mo.
After Song Mo swallowed the thumb-sized white pill into his belly, within two breaths, his whole body convulsed and he kept twitching in Song Ling's arms.
Just as Song Ling was about to help him, the feeling of empathy made her fall to the ground.
Outside the door, Hong Ye heard the movement and knocked on the door anxiously: "A Ling, open the door for me. This medicine is extremely cold. If you can't bear it, I will help you spit it out. You can't."
Hold on!"
However, there were restrictions set by Song Ling on the door. Even though Hongye tried his best, he could not move the door at all.
Hearing the shouts coming from outside, Liu Xinyun felt uneasy. She pushed herself up and called Dogwood next door, asking her to push her out. After seeing the red leaves, she hurriedly asked: "Red leaves"
Sister, yes, it’s my benefactor. Did something happen to her?”
Hongye quickly wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, turned around and raised a smile, prevaricating: "No, no, it's just that you are having trouble with me, I just asked Ah Ling to open the door for me."
After getting along with each other these days, Hongye knew how considerate and gentle the little girl in front of him was, and also knew that Song Ling did not want Liu Xinyun to bear any burden. Just now, Hongye was so anxious that she forgot about this. At this moment, she had sorted out her emotions, and naturally she would not reveal her inappropriate behavior again.
expression.
"Is Song Ling in there?" Zhuyu looked around on tiptoe and said, "I want to talk to her about something. When will she be free?"
It took Juyu a long time to accept that her senior brother was dead.
But she still wanted to see her senior brother for the last time, and no matter what, she would take his body back to the mountain gate. Although the sect had fallen into disarray, the master loved his senior brother and her most when he was there. No matter what, she should
Take senior brother home.
"I'm afraid it won't work for the time being." Hongye held the door and narrowed his eyes and said, "Yecheng has been uneasy recently. You guys stay in the medicine hall and don't run around. If anything happens... wait until Ah Ling comes out of seclusion."
Retreat?
Liu Xinyun nodded obediently and said hurriedly: "Okay, then I won't disturb you, Sister Hongye. If there is anything you need my help with, please don't worry, Sister Hongye."
"What should I worry about?" Hongye raised her hand and tucked the hair on her temples behind her ears. When she helped Liu Xinyun onto the wheelchair, she patted Juyu on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "You two are members of my medicine hall for the time being. You can wait.
Kong, I have to ask Juyu to help me and see if we can work together to heal Xin Yun's leg."
The voices in the courtyard reached Song Ling's ears without missing a word.
The cold breath enveloped her five senses, paralyzing her spiritual consciousness. Even the breath she exhaled turned into ice. At first, Song Ling could resist with her spiritual power, but gradually, the sea of consciousness also froze.
An ice cube is like a fallen leaf falling into the ice sea, rising and falling helplessly with the wind and waves.
Song Mo, who was curled up in Song Ling's arms, kept mumbling.
sorry.
sorry.
He misjudged his own abilities, which was why Song Ling suffered along with him.
The sun sets and the moon rises, the sun rises and the moon sets.
In three days, Hongye came outside Song Ling's house four times. Each time, Hongye tried to break in, but failed. In the end, Hongye could only use the digger to seek help from Silent Night to save her side.
He told Ji Ye everything about the situation.
Unexpectedly, on the seventh day, we arrived in the dusty night.
"Where's the person? Where's Hongye, Song Ling and her?" Ji Ye broke into the medicine hall and asked repeatedly.
Hongye's eyes widened, she covered her mouth, and said with a cry: "It's in the backyard, I'll take you there right now. She...she has locked herself in for seven days and has not come out. That room is about to turn into an ice cave."
Even if you just pass by, you will be shivering from the cold."
If she wasn't really scared, Hongye wouldn't go to Silent Night.
Jiye anxiously followed the red leaves to the backyard. As soon as she entered the yard, she saw that the room in the middle had a strange smell. The windows in front of the door were all covered with ice, and even the corridor handrails in the yard were covered with a thin layer of ice.
Frost.
"How could this happen? What did she eat? Just that Sanshengcao?" Jingye frowned and walked to the door. She quickly formed seals with her hands and melted the frost with her spiritual power. At the same time, she asked: "I don't understand that Sanshengcao.
Hongye, don't worry, clarify your thoughts, tell me what the habits of Sanshengcao are, and how should I save her."
The dripping water flowed across the yard.
Just when Hong Ye was explaining Sanshengcao to Ji Ye, the door that had been unlocked suddenly opened.
Song Ling stood at the door with disheveled hair, looking at Ji Ye blankly, then at Hongye, and asked in confusion: "Am I dreaming? How could Ji Ye be in Yecheng... I must be dreaming.
.”
With that said, Song Ling turned around and walked back into the house.
Hongye didn't dare to delay, so he rushed in with the medicine box on his back, beckoning to Jiye to hold Song Ling down, and opened his needle bag, intending to give Song Ling acupuncture.
"Hey, hey, I'm fine, what are you doing!" Song Ling fluttered on the ground with her hands and feet, but she was still pinned down by Jiye, so she could only sob and said: "How could I have such a dream?"
Suffering? I’m really fine, I’ve survived the toxicity, I’m fine!”
Jiye turned back and looked at Hongye, quickly moved out of the way, and said, "I don't understand pharmacology, so you can give her a look and see if she has recovered."
"Even if you recover, you still need to clean up the remaining poison." The red leaf needle fell on Song Ling's Baihui point, and with a movement of his fingertips, several more needles fell in succession, "Sanshengcao is not for people to eat, and monsters can still cleanse themselves after eating it.
The muscles and marrow are cut off, let alone a human being? If you don’t shed a layer of skin, you won’t be able to recover.”
Everywhere in the house was wet.
As soon as the ice melted, the whole room felt like it was drenched in rain.
While Hongye was cleaning up the remaining poison from Song Ling, Jiye helped clean up the water inside and outside the house, and brought tea and water to Song Ling, just in case she would need it after she woke up.
After finally finishing her work, Jiye saw Hongye getting up and quickly asked: "How's it going? Why didn't you see her fluttering? Is there any other problem?"
"Don't worry." Hong Ye stretched out her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "She is asleep. She probably won't be able to sleep a day in the past seven days. The poison of cold and cold will invade her skin and corrode her bones. She will definitely be tortured.
It’s quite annoying.”
but……
Hongye suddenly smiled, raised his head and added to Jiye: "There is also good news."