Although the voice was soft, it was like thunder in Jiang Yichen's ears.
Of course he was not frightened by the sudden sound.
He didn't even pay attention to the meaning of that sentence.
He was only slightly surprised that his perception was so damaged that he was completely unaware of anyone's presence.
What shocked him the most was the owner of the voice.
The owner of this voice was a young woman, a woman he had not seen for a long time but who could always make him dream about her on some rainy nights.
Therefore, with just such a short sentence, Jiang Yichen determined the identity of the owner of this voice.
A burst of joy emerged from deep within his heart, as if a clear spring suddenly emerged from the bottom of a dry and cracked well that flowed through an underground river. In a short time, the dry well was rejuvenated, and in an instant, Jiang Yichen forgot all the pain in his body.
Just forgetting the pain could not allow him to control the movements of his body for a moment.
He wanted to sit up, but his body from the chest down didn't obey his orders.
He understood that he was not paralyzed, but he had been in a coma for several days. When he regained consciousness, his body functions had not yet caught up.
In the end, he could only tilt his head slightly toward the direction of the woman's voice.
Then he suddenly turned his head to the other side and coughed out the turbid air in his mouth and lungs from his dry lips.
Then he solemnly turned his stiff neck around again and turned his head.
"Leng... Miss Leng?"
Overjoyed.
It’s hard to be in love.
It's hard to open your mouth.
The name that had been engraved in my mind without knowing when was already on my lips, but when it came to my lips, I suddenly felt inappropriate and inappropriate. I couldn't believe that the woman in front of me was the person I was thinking of, so I suddenly became quite polite.
, a slightly shy and tentative title.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The woman seemed completely unaware that Jiang Yichen could guess her identity. After being stunned for a while, she slowly said, "You seem to be convinced that I am here?"
It's her.
Sure enough it was her.
She is indeed alive.
Jiang Yichen's heart suddenly stopped, and then began to beat more vigorously.
Although it was unbelievable, the bite mark on his shoulder and neck that gradually faded away proved to him time and time again that what happened in that thatched house that rainy night that year was by no means a fantasy, but actually existed.
It really happened!
After much thought and careful consideration, Jiang Yichen was eighty percent convinced that the woman who immersed himself in the gentle land with him that night was the woman in front of him.
Of course he had no way of confirming that she was here before.
It was only a year and a half ago that he accidentally heard from Egg and Mei Huaijin about the changes in the Demon Palace and Pinghai County - the master of the Demon Palace, Long Duoduo, went crazy and killed his fellow sect members and civilians with his sword before escaping.
His capable subordinates may die or rebel...
As the number one female killer of the Demon Palace, it is said that she was forced by the power of Long Duoduo's sword to jump off the Yin-Yang Bridge, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.
When he learned the news, he felt disappointed.
He originally thought that he was used to seeing life and death, and would forget it as time went by. But when he set foot on Baihua Island, the phantom that he had fought side by side lingered in his heart.
Therefore, when Feng said that he would take him to a dangerous place to hide and cultivate himself, what he was thinking of was not somewhere else, but under the Yin Yang Bridge!
He wanted to see for himself whether life and death could really be separated under the Yin-Yang Bridge, and whether the beauty under the bridge was dead or alive.
However, he still underestimated the natural dangers and almost died because of his hasty and blind actions.
Fortunately, he was rescued by her.
The person who rescued him was Leng Mei.
This result couldn't be better.
After calming down for a while, Jiang Yichen felt that he was talking more energetically, and said: "More than a year ago, I heard about what happened in the Demon Palace in Pinghai, and that you fell into the Yin-Yang Bridge. Furthermore, you and I have also gone out.
After a few days, after the two contacted each other, I guessed whether it was a girl."
"So much time has passed..."
She paused while picking herbs, and Leng Mei looked through the simple window lattice she made with a few twigs, looking at the blue sky, and thought to herself: There are no seasons changing in the valley, but the climate is comfortable and pleasant, making people feel free from worries.
Enjoying the tranquility, it’s no wonder that you don’t realize that time is flowing.
Hearing the emotion in Leng Mei's words, Jiang Yichen didn't know why, so he added the specific time: "To be precise, it should be a year and a half."
A year and a half.
The reason why Jiang Yichen remembered this time so clearly was not because of Leng Mei, but because he started planning what to do after hearing about the Hundred Flowers Promise of Jiuzhou Sihai for half a year at Youfu Inn in Hanyang Village, Shu County.
Step by step, he sneaked into the Nether Sect and learned the "Yin Feng Kung".
The air was quiet again for a moment.
Leng Meicai said: "Do you know how long you have been unconscious?"
Jiang Yichen didn't know why Leng Mei suddenly asked himself this question instead, and said nonchalantly: "How long?"
Leng Mei said: "Five times the sun rises and sets."
Jiang Yichen murmured for five days and then stopped talking.
This time, Leng Mei's beautiful eyebrows furrowed. Just when she was about to ask something, she seemed to have remembered something important, so she got up from the stool and walked to the other end of the room.
…
…
When his empty stomach was filled to a full seventy cents, the blush on Jiang Yichen's cheeks had not faded away.
It wasn't until Leng Mei finished her meal, put everything away, sat down on the small stone bench beside the small wooden bed again, and picked up the herbs on the ground again that Jiang Yichen slowly digested the embarrassing mood.
Except for Yinniang and Ruolan, it was the first time in their lives that other women were feeding them so carefully and carefully.
After all, Yin Niang is his mother. When he was young and terminally ill, he was fed by his mother, so naturally he would not be shy.
As for Ruolan, his mind was like a ball of mush at that time. He was so numb that he could only open his mouth to feed. How could he realize who was feeding him? Moreover, he also understood that his feelings for Ruolan were a kind of sweet attachment.
And habits, there is a bit of affection between siblings. Now that Ruolan is a wife, he has had shortcomings in his heart, but he has to accept the reality, so he will not be shy to express his feelings towards Ruolan.
But Leng Mei is completely different from the first two. There is no family relationship between her and him. Although the two of them once shared the same enemy, they don't seem to even be friends.
Being fed so intimately by a woman he had only been with for a few days while he was conscious, Jiang Yichen did not fall to death, but almost died of shyness in the cup of tea just now.
Leng Mei had a clear view of Jiang Yichen's performance just now. How could she not understand what Jiang Yichen was thinking, but she still said calmly: "You don't seem to care much about your injury."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yichen's expression changed again with embarrassment, and he heard more meanings contained in this sentence.
——Since you are so injured that you cannot even take care of yourself, the most important thing is to heal the injury. What’s the point of adding shame and worry to those who have something or not?
When he thought about this, and when he thought that being fed by a woman was not the most embarrassing thing, Jiang Yichen completely gave up the struggle in his mind, calmly accepted some things that would inevitably happen from now on, and put "shy" and "shy" into words.
” Eliminate the words “shy” from your mind!
The air fell silent again.
Jiang Yichen thought about how to answer Leng Mei's words so as not to let the awkward atmosphere continue.
"You don't seem to care about what happened on the Yin-Yang Bridge." Jiang Yichen thought, but did not ask, "I have some medical knowledge and know the approximate extent of my injuries."
Leng Mei said: "It's true that you are very good at protecting yourself. It seems that you are covered with wounds, but in fact, none of them are fatal."
Jiang Yichen said: "If Miss Leng hadn't helped me in time, I would have died long ago."
Leng Mei chuckled lightly and said: "You are lucky. There are only a lot more flowers and plants down here than up there. More importantly, there are many rare herbs growing here. Otherwise, I would be... helpless. You are now
I can rest for more than ten days after recovering from all the injuries. The only problem is my eyes."
Jiang Yichen sighed softly and said: "It doesn't matter, I must have killed too many people in the past two years and was punished by God."
Leng Mei couldn't help but frown. She really didn't understand what the immature young man had experienced during the year and a half since he had been absent from the world. How could he become like a seasoned man who had seen through the mortal world and cultivated a state of selflessness?
He didn't care about his injuries, and he didn't even care about what he would be unable to do in the future. He said calmly: "The poison of blind sand is not incurable."
When Jiang Yichen heard this, his shallow eyebrows covered by white gauze suddenly gathered together. How could a normal person not care that he suddenly became blind? He just thought that this was Yin Li's last move after years of preparation, and it was all before his own eyes.
In addition, even the well-informed Feng didn't know how to detoxify, so he accepted that this might be an unchangeable reality.
When I heard Leng Mei's words, I felt a little emotional and a little happy that the heaven had treated me well, and asked: "Miss Leng, do you know the origin of the blinding sand?"
