Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

Jing Zhou's throat is dry and sore now, and even his speech is hoarse. He urgently needs a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

"Oh, my lord, wait a moment, I'll go and boil water for you."

After a while, the girl came over with a bowl of porridge and said, "The genius doctor outside said that you have just recovered from a serious injury and your stomach is empty. It is better to drink some rice soup first. This is porridge bought from outside, son, you first Have some."

It may be the feeling of taking care of Jing Zhou, most of the bowl of porridge has more soup than rice.

Under the service of this girl, Jing Zhou drank half a bowl of soup before he felt a little comfortable in his throat.

Jing Zhou remembered seeing a girl in blue clothes when he fell to the ground before, and he must have been saved by her.

The scene of Ren Yingying crying before was subconsciously ignored by him.

After knowing the situation he was in, Jing Zhou began to look at the environment in the room.

What caught the eye was the pink-yellow curtain, and the large carved wooden bed was covered with peonies blooming in three brocade quilts. In front of the bed was a small round table, on which the girl had been lying before.

A qin hung beside the table, with tassels hanging from the head of the qin.

Diagonally opposite the bed is a flow-color dressing table, on which there is a brocade case, a copper mirror with diamond flowers and a jewelry box with plum blossoms carved in red lacquer.

In front of the jewelry box is a phoenix crown inlaid with gold and fine flowers.Near the window, there are a few sheets of rice paper on the pear blossom wood table, and a few brushes on the inkstone. On the rice paper is the Que Linjiang Immortal that he wrote in Yanbo Tower before.

The more Jing Zhou looked at it, the more he felt familiar, as if he had seen the things in this room before.Could it be that the owner of this house is a sister from a flower building?

Thinking of this, Jing Zhou couldn't help asking: "Girl, I don't know your name yet, I'm very grateful for entrusting you to take care of me these days."

The girl covered her mouth with a smile, and said: "My name is Cui Zhu, you don't have to thank me, sir, thank my young lady, she has put in a lot of effort to save you."

"Miss Cuizhu, who is your lady?"

Hearing Jing Zhou's question, Cuizhu's face became embarrassed, and she didn't know whether she should tell him or not.

Jing Zhou said knowingly: "Since the girl has something to hide, there is no need to say it."

The little girl was still sleepy at this moment, thinking that it took a lot of trouble to take care of him today, Jing Zhou was really embarrassed to make things difficult for her.

For several days, Jing Zhou lay on the bed, during which Cui Zhu changed his medicine again and again, and the wound on his body had scabbed over, and even today Jing Zhou could feel an itching on the wound.

Except for the knife wound on his shoulder, he felt that his body was basically recovered.

"I heard from Cui Zhu that your injury has basically healed?"

At this time, Jing Zhou saw a woman in blue walking in, and he guessed that this was the owner of this place, the one who saved him that day.

"Thank you girl for saving me, Jing Zhou is very grateful"

"Although I did a lot of work to save you, Ping Yizhi helped you heal your trauma. I didn't clean up the poison on your body for you."

Hearing Lan Fenghuang's words, Jing Zhou remembered the palm-sized scorpion.

Such a big scorpion would not be weakly poisonous, and he was rescued by others, which shows that they did a lot of hard work.

Since his trauma was treated by Ping Yizhi, it means that even Ping Yizhi couldn't heal the poison. Apart from Ping Yizhi, Jing Zhou couldn't think of any other genius doctors in Xiaoaozhong.

Ping Yizhi's medical skills are already dead, so could it be that the person who saved him was a hermit?

Since I can't figure it out, I might as well just ask, so Jing Zhou said, "Dare to ask girl, who helped me get rid of the poison on my body?"

Hearing Jing Zhou's words, grief flashed across Lan Fenghuang's eyes, and the corners of his eyes turned red.

She threw a letter to Jing Zhou, and said, "You can read it for yourself. If she didn't save her life to save you, you would be dead by now."

"She took her life to save herself, she took her life to save herself"

This sentence was like a magic voice, echoing in Jing Zhou's ears all the time.Suddenly his heart tightened, as if being grabbed by something, and as if some precious things were leaving him.

Thinking of the scene where he was lying in Ren Yingying's arms, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

At this point, how could he not guess what happened!

Who said that men are the most ruthless, but they haven't reached the point of sadness.

Jing Zhou opened the envelope with trembling hands, exhausted all his strength, and pulled out the paper inside.

"By the time you open this letter, Yingying has already left. Don't be sad, Yingying is very happy to see you recover before leaving. It's a pity that I won't see you helping Yingying catch fireflies... "

. . . . . .

"You said that in a person's life, there will always be some memories that will be buried by dust, and some people will forget them. At this time, I think you will never forget Yingying again."

"Hehehe, don't cry, it will be the big tabby cat you mentioned..."

. . . . . .

Jing Zhou held the letter in a daze for a long time before saying: "Yes, I can't forget you now!"

At this moment, all the memories related to Ren Yingying flooded into his heart like a tide, washing away his emotions wave after wave.

"Yingying, you are so stupid, really, how can someone like me deserve your life?"

a few days later

Jing Zhou changed into his usual purple clothes, the clothes he wore when he first met Ren Yingying.

Sitting in this green bamboo alley, stroking the piano that originally belonged to Ren Yingying.

The tunes were still the ones that Ren Yingying taught him before, but the originally broad-minded tunes were played by him with a feeling of desolation.

Some things cannot be forgotten immediately.

Before that, he still felt that the room was familiar. It was originally Ren Yingying's room, and Jing Zhou had been there once before, but that day, he had a subconscious fear and resisted to recall it.

"If someone likes the mountain"

"Being taken by Xue Lixi"

"The rest of the place is gloomy and the sky will never be seen"

"Being independent on the mountain"

"The cloud is rosy and below"

. . . . . .

When the piano touched the back, Jing Zhou couldn't control himself and began to sing. This other kind of mountain ghost echoed among the bamboo leaves.

The blue phoenix and green bamboo man stood aside and watched, not knowing what to say.

Huashan

"Shan'er, don't think about that person, it's fate!"

Ning Zhong looked at his daughter who was getting thinner day by day, and didn't know how to comfort her.After all, she is also a person who has come from that age, and this emotional matter is the most depressing.

Once this daughter's family is in love, it is not so easy to let go.

"Mother, I can't forget him, I can't forget him." Yue Lingshan cried bitterly while lying in Ning Zhongze's arms.

She still remembered how he praised her when the two met for the first time, and remembered his soft smile like spring water.

Ning Zhong patted Yue Lingshan on the back and sighed helplessly.

Jing Zhou's death made this girl's heart feel as if it was full of needles.

She didn't know why God was so cruel to her?The relationship has just begun, and before it has time to bloom, it withers.

That day, everything was so beautiful, I thought I was one step closer to him.

Ever since she was knocked unconscious that day, she was brought back to Mount Hua by her brothers.

Hundreds of people went to Hengshan to wash their hands in a golden basin, but only a few came back alive.

She heard from Yue Buqun that Jing Zhou was poisoned and lost a lot of blood. When the people from the Demon Sect arrived, he had already fallen to the ground and died.

After hearing the news, she instantly felt that the sky was falling, and then she locked herself in the house for three days and three nights without eating or drinking.Later, other people were worried about her, and after breaking open the door and entering, they found that she had passed out on the bed.

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