Small Lingzhi

Chapter 6

A cluster of fire ignited in the cave was dark and not bright.

It is precisely such an environment that makes Xiao Yan look a little hazy and charming.

He didn't shy away from the little medicine man's silent scrutiny, turned his back and put on the robes that the little medicine man and the mountain people had exchanged with a normal expression.

Even if you can't see it, your slender and distinct fingers are still wearing the belt in an orderly manner.

The plain and old robes were worn on the man's body, which could not conceal his clean appearance, his demeanor was elegant and calm, and his black hair was scattered like silk and satin on his back.

Lingzhi stared blankly for a moment, then hesitantly looked away, her cheeks were flushed, and she turned back quietly in an instant.

His tightly pursed lips could not help but curl up, and he patted his face with the palm of his hand.

Lingzhi went down the mountain for half a day, and he could fill his stomach by eating some grass, leaves and fruits by himself, but Xiao Junqian was different.

Moreover, Xiao Junqian was the one he picked up, and he was so good-looking, Lingzhi was overjoyed when he saw it, and he didn't want to neglect him.

He took out food from the bamboo basket briskly, and told Xiao Junqian every time he took something.

"This is potatoes, how do you cook potatoes?"

"The pork given by the villagers cut a piece and gave it to me."

"The villagers also gave me the newly hatched eggs from the hens, which were warm in my hands before I went up the mountain."

In addition, the villagers also gave Lingzhi a few cans of oil, salt and chili. He quietly opened the can of chili, sniffed it lightly, covered his mouth and sneezed several times.

Lingzhi turned and sat down beside the elegant man in plain clothes. The gloomy firelight was not as bright as his eyes, like two crystal clear jade stones.

"Xiao Junqian, what should we do?"

During the days recuperating in the cave, Xiao Yan never had a good meal, and ate grass and vegetarians with the little medicine man every day.

At this moment, I heard that it was a bit meaty, and the strength in my body seemed to recover a little.

Lingzhi smiled uncomfortably and piled the fresh grains he bought on the rocks, swept his wide sleeves, and some jars fell to the ground.

Xiao Yan guessed that the oil and salt jar had fallen to the ground, and the little medicine man couldn't even hold the oil and salt jar, so he might be forced to wash his hands to make soup.

Lingzhi was full of enthusiasm, picked up a palm-sized potato, put it in the man's palm and let him touch it.

He said softly: "The villagers said that the potatoes should be peeled and cut into pieces, and then they can be eaten after stewing in a pot with the meat."

Lingzhi took out a knife and concentrated on peeling the potatoes.

When he put the peeled potatoes back into the man's palm, even though Xiao Yan was calm and composed, he couldn't help but smile at this moment, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes.

When the potato was still skinned, it was about the size of a palm in your hand. After peeling the skin of the little medicine man, Xiao Yan found a lot of incomplete outlines, and the size had shrunk by almost half.

Lingzhi stared at the smile on the man's face, and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Yan shook her head slightly: "Take two unpeeled potatoes, wash them, and boil them in water."

Lingzhi let out an oh, obediently followed the other party's instructions, cut half of the meat, put the meat in the water and raised the fire to boil the soup, and finally put in the nail-sized salt.

Lingzhi tasted a few mouthfuls of mashed potatoes, then lowered her head and sipped the broth.

He raised his eyes from the bowl, and Xiao Junqian on the opposite side was just like him, eating potatoes and drinking soup, no matter whether he looked horizontally, vertically or obliquely, his posture was indescribably pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Yan said: "The villagers are somewhat enthusiastic about you."

Lingzhi smiled, and when she drank the soup, there was a gurgling sound in her throat, and she felt comfortable drinking it.

Xiao Yan asked: "I can't move because of my injury, and I'm bored in the cave. What interesting news can happen at the bottom of the mountain?"

Lingzhi rolled her eyes, racking her brains.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "When I went down the mountain, I met two black dogs fighting."

"There's also a flock of birds fighting for food."

Xiao Yan peeled the potatoes slowly: "It sounds interesting, the village at the foot of the mountain must be so peaceful."

Lingzhi nodded, "Hmm".

The little medicine man's reaction didn't look like a lie, Xiao Yan handed out the peeled potatoes.

"Eat."

Lingzhi blushed: "I ate a lot of fruits and grass when I went up the mountain, you are not in good health, you should eat more."

Xiao Yan said: "I'm not hungry yet."

When Lingzhi heard this, she didn't give in anymore, and joyfully took the boiled and peeled potatoes from the man's hand, took a bite, the mashed potatoes were soft and lingering on her tongue, even though her stomach felt a little full, she still buried her head in eating.

Lingzhi was simple-minded, and could easily learn the situation from his reaction.

It has been more than half a month since Xiao Yan's accident, and the officers and soldiers have not yet found the village, which shows that the place is indeed hidden.

But Xiao Yan knew that it was not a long-term solution, the person who secretly wanted him to die, used the rare poison Zen Xin Piaoxue as the price to lay out such a poisonous trick, even if he died, he would not give up until he found his body.

Xiao Yan "watched" the little medicine man: "You can tell how far the village is from the county government."

Lingzhi shook her head, folded her hands on her knees, and moved closer to the man beside her.

"What is the county office?"

Xiao Yan asked Lingzhi to eat potatoes, and Lingzhi obediently lowered her head and took a few bites, chewing slowly.

Xiao Yan seemed to be thinking: "If someone is looking for me outside, Lingzhi will keep it a secret for me." He smiled slightly, "This is a secret between you and me, no third person will know."

Lingzhi swallowed the mashed potatoes he was chewing: "Why can't you say it?" He didn't hear the man speak, so he quickly agreed again.

After all, it is a secret between the two, only he and Xiao Junqian know it.

The fire in the cave was dim, and only a cluster of weak flames remained.

Lingzhi lay on the stone bed and tossed and turned, the dry grass under her body made a rustling sound.

Lingzhi folded one hand on her cheek, and looked sideways in the direction where the man was sleeping.

"Jun Qian, are you asleep?"

Not hearing a response, Lingzhi was a little disappointed, and called out again quietly.

"Junqian, I can't sleep."

Xiao Yan's deep and hoarse voice came from the other end.

"Why are you tossing and turning?"

Lingzhi happily climbed up from the stone bed, sat up straight and patted her stomach with both hands.

He said distressedly: "The stomach is swollen."

On the way up and down the mountain, Lingzhi ate a lot of grass and fruit, and when he came back, he ate two palm-sized potatoes and drank a big bowl of broth. His stomach was so small that he was overstretched.

Lingzhi pursed her lips and turned around.

"Xiao Junqian, my stomach is distended."

The little medicine man didn't sleep, he stared blankly at the dark cave, talking to himself.

Xiao Yan was rendered speechless by the waves of nagging, and said, "Come here."

Lingzhi was confused: "Huh?"

Xiao Yan called him again: "Come here."

Lingzhi crawled up from the stone bed, stepping on the dry grass with her white feet like jade, groping towards the other party in the dark.

The man is tall and slender, for this reason, the area that Lingzhi paved with hay for him is spacious enough, even if it accommodates two people, it is more than enough.

Lingzhi sat on one side with her knees hugged, her eyes shining darkly: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Yan said: "Lie down."

Lingzhi lay beside her in a daze. For a long while, her stomach was covered with the man's palm.

Xiao Yan was injured, so she couldn't use too much force, neither light nor heavy, just enough to rub her tenderly.

Lingzhi was so comfortable that she squinted her eyes, through the robe, the warmth from her stomach was transmitted to her hands and feet, her fingers were slightly bent, and then stretched.

Half asleep and half awake, Lingzhi heard the man speak in a trance.

Xiao Yan said: "You have been living here and never left?"

Lingzhi's warm and warm hands were tucked into her belly, just hugging the palm that was rubbing his belly.

He grabbed the man's slender fingers and hummed softly, as if talking in his sleep.

"I haven't been out before, Lingzhi grew up on the mountain..."

Xiao Yan pulled out the hand held by the little medicine man, speechless.

The next day, Xiao Yan was unwell.

From the heart to the palm, the five fingers could not be bent and closed together, they were stiff and numb.

He listened to all directions, but the little medicine man could not be heard in the cave.

A sharp pain spread from his chest, and blood gushed out of his throat.

Xiao Yan wiped away the blood overflowing from the corners of his lips without changing his expression. The blood beads dripped onto the dry grass. In an instant, the scattered hair was covered with sweat on both sides.

Ling Zhi held a bundle of firewood gathered from outside, and stood dumbfounded, the firewood fell to the ground.

He quickly ran in, helpless behind the man.

"Xiao Junqian, why are you vomiting blood..."

The little medicine man's voice sounded like he was about to cry.

Xiao Yan signaled that he was fine, his lips parted slightly, but more blood foam gushed out.

Lingzhi stretched out his hand to try to catch the blood, and the blood flowed from his fingers, dripping into the dry grass, turning red.

Feeling dazed, he hugged him tightly and called softly, "Xiao Junqian..."

Is Xiao Junqian dying?

The man had already passed out, his handsome face was as pale as snow.

He carefully put his index finger on Xiao Junqian's nose, his warm breath was very weak.

Lingzhi slowly put Xiao Junqian on the bloodless haystack, rubbed his dry eyes, and ran out of the cave without saying a word.

There are thousands of caves hidden in Wuqing Mountain, and in one of the tiny hidden caves, a grayish white ganoderma lucidum, the canopy at the top swayed slightly.

Lingzhi lay on the ground in embarrassment and spat out the mud in his mouth.

He turned his head to look at the little Ganoderma lucidum at his feet, pursed his lips and smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch it, his shoulders were itchy and trembling.

Lingzhi touched it curiously, then turned around the entrance of the cave.

There is a thousand-year-old ganoderma lucidum blessing near the cave, which also nourishes many precious medicinal materials.

Lingzhi lay on the edge of the cliff, whispering to a fresh and crisp medicinal herb, then carefully picked it off, turned over and lay on the cliff, and hid it in her arms.

The sun passed over the thick and tangled tree trunks, and Lingzhi walked back to the cave, panting, and saw the person lying motionless on the hay, chewing up the herbs in his arms and feeding them,

The same is true for several other herbs.

After feeding the herbs, Lingzhi put her hands around Xiao Junqian's neck and hugged her, and waited and waited, seeing fine drops of blood overflowing from her pale lips, more and more, and a jerky and sad arc emerged from her crooked eyebrows and eyes.

"You, don't die."

Even the herbs that could save the lives of the villagers were no longer effective, Lingzhi was very sad.

He blinked the dry corners of his eyes vigorously, and found that nothing could be wiped off, so he used his cuff to catch the blood from the corner of Xiao Junqian's mouth.

The blood seeped on the clothes, adding a little more weight.

Lingzhi put the person flat, turned her head to pick a sharp and thin leaf, closed her eyes, put two fingers on those two cold blue lips, and pushed the blood into the opponent's mouth.

The author says:

thank you all!

感谢在2022-03-1821:02:30~2022-03-1921:03:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yueyue and Huangdan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!