C177 Condition

All these years, under the guidance of the Old Pirates' Third Uncle Yang, he had learned a few words. Jiang Cheng, one of his sons. He recognized these three characters. He read:

Ten years of life and death was an unforgettable time.

A thousand miles of lonely grave, without a place to speak of desolation.

Even though they did not know each other, their faces were covered with dust and their hair was like frost.

Evening Dream suddenly returned to her hometown. She was dressing herself in the small Xuan window.

They looked at each other in silence, but only their tears flowed.

He was looking forward to the place where his intestines were broken every year. It was the night of the bright moon and the short pine tree.

Even though he did not fully comprehend the meaning of these words, he still felt an inexplicable sense of great sorrow, especially the line "a thousand miles of lonely grave, without any place to speak of desolation." With a shake of his hand, the book fell to the ground.

If that girl died, wouldn't it be a thousand miles of lonely grave? It would even be difficult to burn paper for her.

Could it be that Su Dongpo's wife also died in a foreign land? But that's not right, Su Dongpo had never sent anyone to the Jinguo or the Liaoning? In his era, the Da Song was at its wealthiest.

He had originally planned to send her back to Yue Pengju's side the moment Hua Rong became slightly better, but he had immediately given up on that idea. He could only hug her tightly and tear up, "Girl, if you don't die, this daddy will definitely not let Yue Pengju see you one last time …"

There was a series of knocks on the door, but no reply. The person outside pushed open the door, and it was Han Er who led the witch doctor in.

Seeing the big brother crying like that, Han Er was shocked. Even the Witch Doctor whose eyes had turned green was a little confused. She looked at King Qin and recited a few incantations.

King Qin put Hua Rong down, and the Witch Doctor slowly walked over. Her eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of pity, and she grabbed Hua Rong's hand. King Qin caught him off guard and was about to struggle when he saw the witch doctor grab his arm and turn around. That was the place where he was injured when she went out to rob.

The Witch Doctor took a flower of terrible color, rubbed it, and laid it on his shoulder, giving off an extremely strange and terrible smell. King Qin was close to vomiting due to the smoke, he was about to get angry, but he suddenly felt a cool sensation on his wound. He was stunned, the Witch Doctor had already let go of him and walked towards Hua Rong.

King Qin hurriedly followed by the side, seeing that the Witch Doctor had taken another look at Hua Rong's hand, King Qin was afraid that he would take out that extremely strange little golden snake again, but this time, he only sat quietly and pulled on Hua Rong's hand. Not long later, thin white smoke came out from the top of Hua Rong's head. King Qin did not understand what technique it was, but just as he was about to ask, he saw Han Er waving her hand in panic, signalling him not to disturb the Witch Doctor, and gesturing that this would distract the Witch Doctor.

It was a long time before the Witch Doctor stood up. He was also sweating profusely.

King Qin quickly handed over a bag of gold. However, the Witch Doctor waved her hand and suddenly said, "I don't want gold! Please give me your thousand year ginseng! "

These words of his were actually not in Liaoning, but rather very stiff Chinese. It was not a popular Chinese language in the north, but rather a very remote Chinese language in the south.

King Qin was born in that place, and was used to this kind of language since young. After growing up, he traveled far and wide, and only then did he gradually abandon this kind of language for the sake of communication. At this time, the King Qin heard it clearly, and was shocked, quickly asking: "How do you know I have a thousand years old ginseng?"

"I smell something in you."

This demon! King Qin had indeed taken the ginseng twice. He could smell it just like that?

"But, even if I have ginseng, I still have to save my wife."

"Ginseng is useless to your wife, you must use ganoderma. You need to send me the ginseng for a year. "

King Qin grabbed him, "Will my wife get better? If I can get better, I don't mind giving it to you. "But, if she doesn't recover, even if I throw her into the sea, I still won't send you off!"

"He won't die anyway!"

King Qin stared at his green eyes, feeling a strange demon, slowly letting go of his collar.

The Witch Doctor smiled. When he smiled, it was also very strange. Only the skin on her face was flapping, and he didn't smile anywhere else, making him look extremely strange. He turned and left.

Because the two of them answered very quickly and in the same remote dialect, even the translator couldn't understand what they were talking about. However, he was surprised to find out that the witch doctor actually didn't want the money.

Seeing that he was hesitating to stay behind, the King Qin immediately took out two large gold ingots and gave it to him. The reward this time was ten times more generous than the previous one. The translator was overjoyed to be able to make such a fortune and accepted the gold, using his hands to add to his forehead, thanking him repeatedly. When he went out, he saw that a torrential rain had fallen from the sky, and the witch doctor had long since disappeared without a trace.

King Qin hurriedly closed the door, thinking that the Witch Doctor's performance was magical. When he turned around, he saw that Hua Rong was still lying down quietly with one foot still exposed.

He sighed and walked over. He pulled up a thin blanket to cover her feet. He saw that her calves, which had once been sparkling and translucent, had now become thin. They were no longer as beautiful as they were before.

He sat by her side and used his large hands to push away her messy hair. This kind of long period of being unconscious was an extreme torture to him. He could only hatefully say, "Ugly girl, hurry and wake up …" Look how ugly you are. "If you don't wake up now, you'll really become an ugly girl from now on …"

As he said this, he shivered. Would the girl just lie there like this until she turned into a piece of skin that would completely wither?

At this moment, he really wanted to pick out his own blood and feed it to her, letting it flow through her body so that she would be able to stand up and run around, even if she was nowhere to be found.

He slowly got up and walked to the window to look at the rain. The rain came in all directions, but there was no sign of it stopping even after a while. This made him even more upset.

He suddenly turned his head and saw Hua Rong opening her eyes and looking at him in confusion.

He happily walked over and tightly held her hand. "Little girl, you're awake?"

Hua Rong's gaze was extremely unfocused, as if she couldn't recognize him.

He reached out to touch her forehead and immediately saw that it was no longer hot. Then he reached out from her lap and touched her chest, which was no longer scorching hot and had the usual warmth and heat.

With the fever gone and only internal injuries left, it was better to treat them. He was overjoyed. "Damn, that Witch Doctor really has some skills."

However, Hua Rong seemed to not understand what he was saying. Even when his hand reached into her clothes to caress her body, she did not seem to know.

King Qin very quickly noticed that something was wrong. Startled, he sat down and slowly carried her. "Little girl, what's wrong?"

She didn't speak, she only stared blankly at King Qin, as if she didn't recognize him at all.

Did the girl burn her brain? King Qin was even more worried: "Little girl, are you saying something?"

She suddenly opened her mouth and tears fell from her eyes that had dried up a long time ago. Her voice was also as weak as the chirping of a mosquito. "I want to see Pengju …"

King Qin was overjoyed, he did not care about what she said, as long as he could say it, it was a good thing.

"Little girl …"

"Peng Ju, I want to go back … "I want to see Pengju …"

She kept crying, and she kept saying the same thing over and over again. After experiencing too much life and death, he knew that in this world, only that person was safe. Only by getting close to him would he be safe and never suffer any injuries.

"Peng Ju... "Sob, sob, sob …"

She said and cried, repeating the words over and over again. Her mind was completely numb, and every time she opened her eyes, she would feel pain. Especially when her tears were of the highest quality, it was as if the pain had stimulated her nerves, causing them to feel as if they were about to shatter.

"Girl, good good good, when you are better, I will send you back. I'll send you back. Don't cry... "Little girl, don't cry …"

He reached out to wipe away her tears, and she stopped crying, closed her eyes slowly, and went back to sleep.

This time, she was no longer unconscious. When it was dusk, she opened her eyes again and looked curiously at everything. King Qin was sitting on a strange chair by the window, trying to break something.

"Qing-Shang City …"

King Qin raised his head, his eyes gleaming. "Girl, did you call me?"

She nodded as a surprised expression slowly appeared on her face. "Where is this place?"

Only then did he realize that she was truly awake. The girl regained consciousness.

He happily threw down the mace that he used to smash Lingzhi and walked over. Seeing that she was struggling to sit up, he hurriedly helped her up. Her head was leaning against his chest, and between her brows, her expression was extremely gentle, as if she remembered that she was chased by the Golden Army and had no other choice but to meet the King Qin.

Is that so? Did I get rescued by him again?

"Hehe, Qin Shangcheng, thank you very much … "Save me again …"

He turned his head and said with a hoarse voice, "Girl … "It's not …"

King Qin, was this really King Qin? He actually cried in front of him. He choked with sobs, but she was glad that he had come all the way to a foreign land to meet someone familiar and reliable. He only said softly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Little girl, it's all my fault. I've let you down …"

She put her hand over his mouth. He pressed her hand to his mouth, and hot tears fell on the back of her hand.

"Hehe, Qin Shangcheng, have you taken care of me for long? "Many thanks …"

"Little girl, I will definitely cure you. No matter what, I will completely cure you."

"Thank you very much."

He thought to himself, 'Little girl, did she forget who injured her?' If he did, why didn't he mention it at all? Could it be that the Celestial Emperor was so merciful that she had forgotten such a terrifying scene?

"Where are Zhang Xian, Liu Qi and the rest?"

"They have all returned safely …" And Yue Pengju, he also returned safely … " She did not ask, but he told her, urgently, as if to make up for something.

She smiled sweetly. "Then when are we going back?"

He was stunned as he couldn't answer.

He only looked at her chest, the damaged internal organs, before receiving effective treatment, how could he dare to attack from such a long distance?

"Qin Shangcheng..."

After she said these words, her voice gradually weakened, and a purple color surfaced on her face. Qin Shangcheng immediately pulled her down and laid her down, "Little girl, don't talk anymore. When you get better, I'll send you back. Don't worry, okay? This is a Town of the Liaoning. There are many herbs and people coming and going, so it's easy to hide. I'll send you back right away, okay? "

She looked into his eyes, and there was a very soft light in them. She smiled and closed her eyes.

Qin Shangcheng was startled, and couldn't make a sound.