Chapter 320 The gods also sleep (for the AT leader 2/10)
I went on like this for nearly a whole night, until it was almost dawn, Liang's state stabilized and he fell into a deep sleep.
Han Cheng stayed here for a while, and when he saw Liang, everything seemed to be fine. He looked at the senior brother and others in the room who had also not slept all night, and quietly waved his hands and arranged things in a low voice.
Arrange for one person to guard Liang here instead of Liang's spouse, and let the others go back to rest.
"Son of God..."
Senior Brother and others worriedly asked about Liang's situation. After learning from Han Cheng that Liang was basically fine, they went to sleep with peace of mind.
Han Cheng pulled the sleeping Bai Xuemei towards his room.
This girl refused to sleep when Han Cheng asked her to go back to sleep. She insisted on staying with Han Cheng here. Later, she couldn't hold back her drowsiness, so Han Cheng let her sleep on another kang in the room.
This is the time when the temperature is the lowest of the day, and it seems very cold outside the house.
Bai Xuemei held Han Cheng's hand tightly, not knowing whether it was cold or fear, but her body was shaking a little.
Han Cheng raised his head and looked up at the sky. There were a few stars in the white night sky.
In later generations, he did not think that the ancestors in myths and legends were so remarkable.
Now that I have returned to the primitive era and experienced this myself, I can deeply understand the hardships faced by our ancestors.
He has mottled knowledge and insights that are thousands of years ahead of him, but in this era, he is still struggling and encountering obstacles at every turn.
I really don’t know how those ancestors struggled to step out of the wilderness step by step and embarked on a glorious road.
On this road that is getting brighter and wider, there are countless people like Liang lying there.
Pangu, Kuafu, Nuwa, Shennong, Fuxi...these famous ones, as well as more unknown ancestors who fought against heaven and earth...
Compared with the forefathers who have overcome thorns and thorny paths, the sufferings I have experienced in later generations and now are simply not worth mentioning.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, a few lonely stars are gradually disappearing, and the earth is still immersed in darkness.
The boundary between heaven and earth seems blurry and clear at this time.
"Brother Cheng..."
Bai Xuemei, who was shivering from the cold, shook Han Cheng, who was staring at the sky in a daze, with her hand, and shouted softly.
Han Cheng stopped his thoughts, and with his still agitated mood, he stretched out his hand on Bai Xuemei's braid, fiddled with it, and took little Bai Xuemei's hand and walked towards the house.
When I walked to the door, I saw a faint light in the room through the crack in the door.
Han Cheng pushed the door open with doubts and saw that there was only a light like a bean in the room.
Leaning against the back wall, in front of the totem pole placed in the middle of a haphazard couplet of "The Great Blue Bird God, Haste Like Laws", a person is kneeling and worshiping.
Looking at the back, it was Wu who had already returned to the room and was sleeping.
After Han Cheng was stunned for a moment, his nose felt a little sore.
He stayed up all night and felt a little uncomfortable.
Wu, an old man, knelt here and prayed for nearly a whole night!
"witch."
Han Cheng shouted.
After a pause, as if he had finished praying, Wu turned his head and smiled at Han Cheng.
He tried to get up but failed.
Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei quickly stepped forward and helped Wu up slowly.
"Bright?"
Sitting on the wooden pier Li Li, Wu didn't have time to rub his almost numb legs before asking about Liang's condition.
"Liang is fine."
Han Cheng sniffed and said.
Wu smiled happily.
"Witch, you can't pray like this all night from now on."
Han Cheng said seriously while rubbing Wu's legs.
Wu smiled: "I can't do anything else well..."
You couldn't do anything else well, so you ignored your old age and prayed to the gods all night, hoping to use your sincerity to pray for blessings for the people of the tribe?
Han Cheng sniffed, pointed to the totem pole, then pointed to his chest, and said seriously to the witch: "You can't pray all night. The gods said that the gods also have to sleep."
The witch opened his mouth, looking astonished. He obviously didn't expect that the majestic god would actually want to sleep.
"The gods, like us, also need to sleep. You prayed to the gods all night and couldn't sleep, so you told me."
Han Cheng said seriously.
Wu is not young anymore. If he continues like this for a long time, his body will probably be unable to bear it.
It was obviously impossible to persuade him through normal means of persuasion, so Han Cheng, who was wearing the halo of the Son of God, took out the banner of God.
This big flag is really useful. Wu was speechless for a while, and then he got used to it.
Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei helped Wu move around in a small area for a while, then helped Wu onto the bed. After he fell asleep, Han Cheng and Bai Xuemei returned to their room and slept on the kang.
Lying on the kang with Bai Xuemei in his arms, Han Cheng fell asleep after a while.
By this time, it was completely light.
Bai Xuemei slept for a long time last night and was no longer sleepy at this time.
She did not move, and was held by Han Cheng obediently. Suddenly her eyes flashed, and she looked seriously at Brother Cheng, who was not much older than herself, holding her.
Brother Cheng, who seems to know everything and is omnipotent, really looks like a minor at this time.
For some reason, Bai Xuemei suddenly felt uncomfortable. She hugged Han Cheng with a little force, and her body was closer to Han Cheng...
Han Cheng didn't wake up until noon. When he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Xuemei's two dark eyes in his arms.
Han Cheng leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
Soft, warm...
Han Cheng didn't wash up when he got up, so he went over there to see the lights.
Liang's condition has stabilized and he is still sleeping. After asking about others and understanding some of the situation, he felt completely relieved.
In the afternoon, Liang woke up and insisted on washing up first regardless of his physical weakness.
Then he reluctantly drank a bowl of broth, and then he was completely revived.
"Are you scared?"
Han Cheng asked him.
Liang originally wanted to shake his head, but after thinking about it he nodded.
"Do you regret it?"
Liang thought for a while and shook his head vigorously.
"Do you still dare to do it in the future?"
Han Cheng asked him with a smile.
"dare!"
Liang nodded vigorously.
"Wait for a while and try again."
He showed a somewhat scared smile and said.
Han Cheng stretched out his hand and patted him hard on the shoulder without saying anything else.
There was something extra in Han Cheng's hand, to be precise, it was a plant.
This plant is of the low type, about the size of a bowl when lying on the ground.
It is dark green, the leaves are somewhat long and narrow, and the rhizome below is yellowish brown. When broken, a yellowish thick juice will flow out.
Liang was poisoned after eating the juice flowing from the roots of this plant.
Han Cheng had no memory of this plant and had never seen it in later generations, but now it has a name, called Duliangcao.
