By the light of the fire, the woman carefully removed the gauze on the man's chest.
She gently touched the man's scar with her hand. The bone-deep scar from ten days ago had mostly healed. Pink granules were growing around the wound, and the black and purple spots where suppuration had occurred were also punctured, leaving wrinkles.
of hollow epidermis.
"The wound healed so quickly!" the woman shouted in surprise.
The man stretched his muscles and tied the gauze on himself again, looked at Li Xi'an in the corner of the temple, and said to his wife: "Thanks to the old man for the magic medicine. Without the help of the old man, this wound would have been half
Only after a month can we see each other well."
The woman turned around and bowed in the direction of Li Xi'an, "I would like to thank you, senior, for saving your life and taking me in. I have nothing to repay... This is a jade bracelet left by my ancestors. Although I told you to cherish it, I will give it to you."
But it is nothing compared to this kind of favor. I hope the old man will accept it."
After saying this, the woman opened the layers of baggage behind her and took out a jade bracelet placed at the deepest part. The jade bracelet was white and gleaming under the firelight, and its green lines were as beautiful as the ripples of water.
Li Xi'an saw the firmness in the woman's eyes and the surprised look on the man's side. Obviously the man did not expect that his wife would take out the jade bracelet from his ancestors and give it to others. The man's joy that his injury was about to heal suddenly stopped.
, he stared at the jade bracelet held by the woman, feeling very uncomfortable.
Li Xi'an knew what this boy from the Sun family was thinking. He was a man and should protect his wife. In the end, he actually needed his wife to take out the ancestral jade bracelet to repay the kindness of the elder.
The man makes a living by hunting and teaching martial arts. Although he has accumulated a lot, most of these accumulations are money and family assets. With the rain of blood and troubled times, they have turned into ashes. The most precious things in his body are his martial arts and the broad sword in his hand. Martial arts
He made a blood oath in front of his father and ancestors not to teach martial arts to outsiders. The broadsword was his weapon to protect his family, and each one could not be given to others.
Although Li Xi'an shut down the movement of his spirit on his own, he knew exactly what this little guy was thinking.
At this time, people are frightened when facing favors from others. His wife, Wu, wanted him to accept the jade bracelet more for peace of mind.
People are most afraid of unrepayable favors.
Li Xi'an stretched out his hand, took the jade bracelet, looked at it, and expressed admiration.
"It is indeed a precious thing, so I accepted it."
The woman responded gratefully: "If this object can please the seniors, it will use up its aura."
Outside the temple, there were bursts of thunder, and sometimes lightning pierced the sky and the earth into white.
Li Xi'an accepted the jade bracelet, stood up, and walked towards the backyard of the ruined temple while saying: "There is not much food left in the temple. If you live frugally, it will only be enough for ordinary people to eat for ten days. What's more, people who practice martial arts are full of energy.
Maintaining energy requires a large amount of blood and food. I have calculated that this blood rain will not stop for half a month. I will not eat grains, so you will distribute the remaining food among yourself, and it will be of no use to me."
A trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes.
"Thank you, senior."
The man held up his hand and said, "Thank you, senior!"
When the two raised their heads again, Li Xi'an had disappeared into the temple and walked to the backyard.
He stood behind the temple and went into the courtyard. Blood rain poured down on him. He relaxed and stood in the rain.
The rain of blood contains the spirit of the ancestor who has returned to silence.
There was originally a spiritual tree growing in the yard, but it died within a few days in this changing environment. When Li Xi'an settled down in this temple, he happened to witness the end of this spiritual tree, and its branches and leaves withered.
, the roots of the trees rotted, and then affected the entire mountain, and the trees howled, as if they had been reduced to a dead zone.
Bloody rainwater gathered around Li Xi'an, drop by drop, and actually hovered.
The food immortals reappeared and resonated with Li Xi'an.
This is a jade token that he transformed into the spirit from the blood rain to summon the food immortals.
"Oh, I'll go, but it's suffocating me!" As soon as the contact was made, the mean tone echoed in the jade sign. Li Chengqi stretched himself and yawned.
"Master, let me tell you, your jade room is really not comfortable. It's pitch black and there's no sound at all. Anyone else would probably be driven crazy if they stayed in there for so long. Fortunately, it's me. Not only am I not crazy,
I also added a little color and decoration to your old jade plaque." Li Chengqi said, pacing and waving his fan to show Li Xi'an his own little world.
Rocking chair, sofa, coffee table, Li Chengqi's white vest and floral pants and flip-flops, so happy.
"There are countless civilizations that have been seen in the ancient world. This is the most favorite one I have ever seen. It has a sense of returning to simplicity and simplicity!" Li Chengqi said proudly.
In the dark space, Li Chengqi didn't know how to move these things and arrange them. As for the other side, Yang Lianyue sat cross-legged in the darkness, her eyes closed, and her forehead soaked with sweat.
"She's having a nightmare." Li Xi'an said.
Li Chengqi put down the fan and sighed repeatedly.
"Master, I told you that Yang Lianyue's condition is not good. Her injuries should have healed at this time, but something seemed to have gone wrong while she was unconscious and she fell into a nightmare. She was born with the power of all things.
Because the channeling is too powerful, it often happens that the creatures in their dreams face existences far beyond themselves. Not to mention that Yang Lianyue's perception is powerful and strange. She can dream of things that do not belong to this era, such as the demon god appearing in A Hundred Schools of Thought.
, that is a product that has long since disappeared in the ancient world.”
"It is precisely because of this powerful and extraordinary perception that I am not sure what she can spy on and where the soul in the dream drifts." Li Chengqi frowned, "Master, is she safe for the time being?"
"Don't worry too much, she can come back." Li Xi'an said firmly.
The vague future has been fixed, and Li Xi'an just said the answer.
"Okay! I am satisfied with your words!"
"Master, what are your plans? If the law cannot be spread, you can't use your spirit. How about you just release me? I'm willing to be your thug."
Li Xi'an smiled and said: "You are not qualified to be a thug. Let's talk about it after you become an ancestor."
"Then Master, are you going to stay here all the time and not go anywhere? I think I have to change my passiveness into an active one! Furthermore, I am only one step away from the true realm. Please release me and I will climb the steps.
After entering the true realm, I am confident that I have the ability to tear a hole through which I can leave in this closed world of good!"
"It's not time to leave yet. I have the womb of the world in my hands. The filth will not let me go. Once they know that I am still in the good world, they will try their best to find my traces. We will have to deal with it then.
Time, enjoy this moment of peace, I haven't felt this way for a long, long time."
"If the filth is found, Master, what will you do?"
"What should I do?"
"Once the spiritual power is activated, the erosion of the law will suddenly intensify. The master of the law of evil has the same status as the good sage. It is an immortal law. You will be like the ancestors of the outside world..."
"Same?" Li Xi'an lowered his head and stared at the dark lines on his palm. Bean-sized raindrops rolled across his hand, and blood and black mixed together.
"Yes, the same, reduced to an agent of the law of evil, without self, serving as the fuel for this holy war."
"It won't be now." Li Xi'an lowered his arms and looked towards the distant sky. His eyes seemed to reach across the universe to Kyushu. He had to admit that he missed his guys a little.
In the temple behind them, the comforting voices of men and the whispers of women are intertwined, constructing these beautiful dreams that belong to ordinary people. Maybe they are imagining the names for their children, reminiscing about their past love, and it is they who are packed in the baggage.
The past of the two. No matter how long this troubled world will last, in the end, whether there is a good ending is not that important to them.
As long as they have each other, it's enough.
But Li Xi'an didn't even know if the direction he was looking at was really Kyushu.
"It's just a law. If I want to lose what I once had, I have to let the ancient saint come in person." His voice was very soft, and then the raindrops that stopped around him suddenly fell. These raindrops hit the floor, splashing blood.
Flowers. And Li Xi'an walked forward, the blood-colored rain curtain blurred his figure, but the flowers on the ground made of rainwater were still eye-catching, as if flowers bloomed and formed a path wherever he walked.