Volume II Winter Lake Chapter 182: Washing Vegetables and Carrying Burdens
Volume 2: Lake of Winter 182: Washing vegetables and carrying loads
Under the slightly red light of the torch, the mottled blood on the footprints looked like ink dots. Looking at that place, Ning Que's face turned pale and found that he was directly shaken back to the spot by the restriction at the entrance of the cave.
The shoes on his left foot had been shaken into cotton-shaped objects. He reached out to tear them off, sat up with difficulty, and looked at the hole that was already covered by the night. A few palpitations appeared in his eyes.
He had previously slammed into the entrance of the cave. At the moment when he was about to hit the restriction, the rich and even viscous heaven and earth energy sensed something, but suddenly became violent and turned into a terrifying ocean, directly turning him into
All consciousness and body were rolled up!
Ning Que had never been to Song State or seen the famous storm sea, but he believed that even the real storm sea was not as terrible as the ocean he fell into that moment before.
The ocean formed by the rich energy of heaven and earth was shaking violently, both on the sea surface and on the bottom of the sea. Thousands of huge vortexes made him struggle without any time to react and struggle, and then sank into the depths of the sea.
The ubiquitous pressure deep in the ocean of vitality turned into countless extremely thin needles, piercing his clothes and skin, and then piercing directly into his body.
Ning Que's seemingly strong Haoran Qi was like a candlelight in this violent ocean, which was extinguished in an instant and was scattered everywhere by those fine needles, and the pain brought by countless fine needles
, directly destroyed his mind's power to protect the sea of consciousness, causing him great pain.
Finally, the violent ocean rolled up a wave and easily drove him back to the shore.
He could feel that this wave was only one ten thousandth of the power of this ocean, but it seemed to be even stronger than the fist of Xiahou who had encountered on the Hulan Sea in the wasteland!
Sangsang hurriedly ran out of the thatched hut and looked at Ning Que lying on the ground in the light of the torch. He was startled and ran into the cliff cave without thinking.
Ning Que forced his swallowing the blood that poured into his throat, and shouted loudly: "Don't come in!"
From childhood to adulthood, I have been struggling for many years. In order to survive, the two have developed a tacit understanding. No matter what the situation is, Sangsang will always unconditionally implement Ning Que's opinions. This has become something in some instinct.
After listening to the shout, Sangsang was worried that he would not come in.
She held the stone wall and looked at Ning Que, who was pale, and asked with a trembling voice: "How is it?"
Ning Que reached out and raised his left foot to his right knee, closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Haoranqi flowed slowly in his body, and he knew that there was no major problem with the sea and snow mountain Qi sea and the cyclone in his lower abdomen. Especially when he confirmed that the previous violent ocean did not destroy Haoranqi in his body, he felt relieved.
Come and whisper, "It's okay, I can't die."
He has suffered too many injuries in his life. Sangsang saw that he had suffered too many injuries. As long as he couldn't die, neither of them would treat it as a serious matter - it would be fine if he couldn't die.
After the severely shaking sea of consciousness gradually calmed down, Ning Que stood up and walked slowly to the entrance of the cliff cave. He reached out and pressed his hand gently in the air. His palm suddenly felt stagnant. The touch was not like water, but more like
It is a skin filled with water, soft but unbreakable.
"Why didn't I feel the existence of the ban when I walked in?"
He looked at the entrance of the cliff cave and thought about the magic of the prohibition, thinking that no wonder the senior brothers and sisters were so shocked during the day. If they wanted to break through the barrier, it would be a short time.
It must be a long process, and his mood gradually calmed down. He was ready for a long battle. After a moment of silence, he looked at Sangsang and said with a smile: "No matter what, you have to eat first, otherwise you will starve to death before you die of old age.
, go and see what food is in the thatched hut.”
He originally wanted to use a joke to make Sangsang relax, but at this moment his face was pale, his expression was dim, his smile was far-fetched, and there were blood stains on his chest. Where could Sangsang relax?
"There are rice, rape and meat in the thatched hut. I don't know when it was prepared. I had steamed the rice before, but the water in the water tank can only be used for up to ten days, so I don't know where to fetch water."
Sangsang reported to him about the situation, then walked back to the thatched hut to prepare supper.
The cliffs are silent, the stars are twinkling in the night sky, and clouds flowing under the cliff can be seen faintly. This seems to be no longer in the world, and it is so lonely and desolate that it makes people feel a little heartbroken.
Ning Que leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave and looked at the night view in front of the cliff. He was a little depressed. Although he knew that the teacher had a deep meaning to imprison him here, he was still a little angry and unwilling. He thought that he was not at fault, why did he be
Locked in this ghostly place like a cliff of thought?
The sound of water came from the front right. He looked over and saw Sangsang squatting on the cliff washing vegetables. The little girl probably had no cliff scenery in her eyes. The concept of magnificent world and humans was insignificant. After washing the vegetables, she naturally mixed the basin.
The water with mud and sand was poured directly down the cliff.
Ignoring such a steep and terrifying cliff and concentrating on washing vegetables on the cliff, probably only Sangsang can make it. I wonder if the white clouds under the cliff are wet with a basin of washing vegetables.
Usually, I feel like I am wet by those clear waterfalls.
Ning Que looked at Sangsang quietly, thinking that he was lucky that he would not hear any shit songs, and he didn't have to worry that she would throw away herself like water to wash vegetables.
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The food was ready, although the ingredients were simple, the fragrance still spread into the cliff cave with the mountain wind.
Ning Que drew a deep line from the entrance of the calamari. When Sangsang was cooking, he slowly felt it with his palms many times, and finally determined the range of triggering the ban.
Sangsang served a large bowl of hot food and put it on the ground outside the cave, then took a piece of firewood, and carefully pushed the bowl across the line according to Ning Que's guidance.
"This ban does not care about dead things, otherwise I would have been starved to death."
Ning Que picked up the bowl of rice covered with vegetables and said happily.
The two of them sat on the ground and had dinner face to face, just like they were in the old Bizhai on weekdays, but there was a table between them, and now there was a line between them.
The line was very short, but it divided into two worlds: Cave and Yaping. Ning Que is inside and outside Sangsang is lucky. After all, they are still together.
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The cliff is facing the west, and the terrain is extremely high, without the academy formations, and there is no green trees surrounding it, so the mountain wind is extremely strong, especially after nightfall, the cold wind whistles back and forth, and the cliff floor becomes drifting sharply.
The food in Ning Que's bowl was still steaming warmly, but the bowl in Sangsang's hand had become cold. She subconsciously shrank and wanted to lean against Ning Que, but she did not dare to cross that line.
Looking at the little girl's cold look, Ning Que remembered the fairy tale again, his mood and eyes were cold with the temperature of Yaping. He thought that Sangsang had had cold symptoms since childhood, so how could he withstand such torture? At this point, the hatred that had already disappeared in my heart that had suddenly resurrected and I cursed a few words in a low voice.
Just as he was about to find a way to trick Sangsang down the mountain, footsteps suddenly came from the stone path below the cliff.
Although he was imprisoned for less than half a day, Ning Que was so happy to hear the footsteps for no reason and shouted: "Which brother is so kind to come to see me?"
Suddenly, he understood the feeling of the monkey when he was pressed down at the foot of the mountain.
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In the night, the eldest brother held his hands behind his back, and the second brother carried the load and walked up to the cliff.
The eldest brother was very relaxed, and the second brother’s burden was very heavy, as if he was carrying two small hills.
When he took out the things in the load, he realized that it was all-encompassing, including water, rice, vegetables, firewood, meat, wine, books, chess, pianos, and even two old hens.
Sangsang happily walked back to the thatched hut with two old hens, thinking that he could stew chicken soup for the young master to drink. He had vomited so much blood just now, so he really had to replenish it.
Ning Que looked at the old hen who was being held back in her hand and clamored and said with shock and emotion: "Senior Brother, you are such a big deal. I don't know how you picked up such a steep mountain road. As for taking so many things? Look at the appearance Do you really hope I live in this cave for several years?”
Although the second senior brother is the most powerful person in the world, he is not a professional porter after all, and it is a bit hard to carry the burden all the way. He did not answer Ning Que's feelings, but took out his handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped away the sweat from his neck. Then he straightened the crown and hat that was slightly tilted on his head, then looked at Ning Que and said seriously: "Junior brother, you have to be more sober. This is definitely not something that can happen if you have to be ten days or half a month."
Ning Que thought that the second senior brother was really not a qualified prison visitor and could not even speak Geely.
A bonfire was set up on the cliff floor, and Sangsang wore a deer-skin coat and was dozing off next to him. This coat was sent by Senior Sister Yu Lian and was just the right size.
The fire shone on the old jacket on the eldest brother's body, as if it was shining on a broken lantern, reflecting the tall crown on the second brother's head, as if it was shining on a lonely peak with a single tree.
Ning Que sat in the cave, looking at the scene, couldn't help laughing, pointing to Gao Guan on the top of his second senior brother's head and said, "It looks like a piece of firewood."
The second senior brother asked, "What's so funny?"
"Why is it funny? I won't tell you." Ning Que said with a smile: "Second Brother, in fact, everyone thinks that the tall crown on your head is funny, but they are afraid that you will be angry, so no one has told you.
The second senior brother frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Don't talk nonsense. If you say that you are afraid of me and are angry and dare not tell me, why do you dare to tell me at this time?"
Ning Que pointed to the thread in front of him and laughed and said, "Because now I can't get out of the hole, and you can't get in. I thought about it for a long time before I came up with such a benefit. Where can I not use it?"
The eldest brother looked at the two and smiled, but didn't say anything, thinking that Jun Mo would probably not continue to be so boring in the future if he met someone like Junior Brother.
There was a crackling sound in the bonfire.
The second senior brother cooked the tea and poured four cups. The first cup was first respectfully delivered to the eldest senior brother, and the second cup was placed in front of Sangsang. Then he flicked his index finger and bounced the third cup of tea into the hole in the air.
The black tea cup fell in front of Ning Que's body, turned it lightly and stopped after three rounds, without a drop of tea splashing out.
The second senior brother attaches great importance to etiquette and rules, and the order of serving tea is naturally also particular. First, he serves the elders or the virtuous, and then gives the young. As for the third cup, it is naturally because of his imprisonment.
Ning Que thanked him, picked up the teacup and sent it to his nose and sniffed it gently, without drinking it, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "If you really can't get out, then you really can't get out?"
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(Sangsang was washing vegetables in the cliff. If you want to talk about whether Jiangye has any aesthetic pursuits, if you don’t mind the word being too pretentious, this picture is my favorite.)