blood coagulation

Chapter 12

Wali stood by the Tianhe River, looking at the Penglai Peninsula through the river mirror.Wen Ling lay on the beach, letting the sea water wet her sleeves.

Valli sighed heavily, and said to herself, "Zani, why are you so stingy?"

"Her life is her own. She can't forget it, and you can't control it!" A thick male voice floated from a distance, following the sound, a man with fox ears stood on the bridge, looking in the direction of Tianjing.

"The Immortal White Fox." Wa Li lowered her head and greeted him respectfully.

"Jinghe Xianjun, I know that you had a little relationship with her in the last life. But that was all about the last life after all. Now you are the master of this Jinghe, don't let the title of 'lord' be in vain. That's right!" The white fox walked towards her, saying as he walked.

"What Shangxian said is very true, I just can't bear it." Wali looked at Wenling in the mirror, her words were full of sadness.

"She is not the only one suffering in the world?" Standing in front of the mirror, Shangxian White Fox said, waving his jade flute lightly, "You have already enlightened her. Whether she succeeds or not depends on her enlightenment."

Valli nodded and said, "I hope she can forget about her past and move forward."

"We seem to care too much about worldly affairs." The White Fox Immortal shook his head and walked back.

"The Immortal White Fox..." Wali stopped him hesitantly, "Why do you pay so much attention to her affairs?"

The white fox tilted his head, smiled slightly, and said jokingly: "Because, she is very much like me in the world!"

After that, he left.Wali, who stayed behind, looked at He Jing, shook her head, and left too.

On the beach of Penglai Peninsula, Wen Ling was still quietly lying on the beach, sleeping like death.The seawater soaked most of her clothes, and her cheeks were slapped by the seawater from time to time.Her face was covered with wet sand, half of her face sank in the sand.

On a small road to the east came a man who looked like a fisherman. He was wearing a straw hat, with a medium-length fishing rod stuck around his neck, two empty fish baskets, a bag of dry food and a bag of water on his back. Holding a bamboo pole, he walked towards the beach bit by bit while pulling the stringed bamboo raft with his right hand.

He glanced at Wen Ling by the sea, shook his head as if he had no time to care, then stood on the bamboo raft, and slowly propped the bamboo raft into the sea with a bamboo pole.After stabilizing in the sea, he sat in the center of the bamboo raft, took out his fishing rod, and waited quietly.

After five days passed, no one else came to Penglai Peninsula except the fisherman.The fishermen in the distant sea came back from fishing and got ashore little by little.The two fish baskets were basically full. He covered the fish baskets tightly and tied them to the left and right sides of the bamboo raft so that the fish baskets were half-floated on the sea surface to keep the fish in the baskets fresh.

When the fishermen in coir raincoats landed, they took off their troublesome coir raincoats.He turned his head sideways and looked at Wenling. Wenling was lying on the beach, his sleeves had been soaked by the sea, and half of his face was sunk in the sand.The fisherman dropped his coir raincoat and walked slowly over.

Stop and watch quietly, the slight ups and downs of the body prove Wen Ling's weak breathing.The fisherman blinked, smiled silly, dragged Wenling's legs and walked towards the bamboo raft.Wenling's face slid in the sand, leaving a long drag mark.When they got to the cutting edge, the fishermen pulled Wenling up abruptly and threw him on the bamboo raft.Wen Ling's face was pressed against the bamboo raft, leaving streaks of blood.

The fishermen put the coir raincoat on Wenling's body and dragged the bamboo raft back.

A stone more than five feet high stood in front of the mountain, and the fishermen dragged Wenling over.The fisherman passed through the stone and walked into the cave behind the stone. The narrow cave was bumpy and uneven, and Wen Ling was bumped up from time to time.After a bumpy journey, the fishermen brought Wen Ling into a secret place isolated from the world.

He walked to a three-story bamboo building and stopped.After simply packing up the fishing rods and the coir raincoat, he lifted Wen Ling's body and hung her on a lower support beside her.

Wen Ling weakly carried it on the support, attracting idlers from the secret realm.There were more and more people in front of the bamboo building, slowly forming a sea of ​​people.

A fat woman in a floral dress poked her companion beside her and said coolly, "Hey, look! The old lunatic picked up a dead man and came back!"

The companion on the side looked at Wen Ling, and said with a look of disgust, "Yaoshou! You actually pick up dead people!"

"It's very appropriate for a lunatic to pick up dead people!" A group of women, young and old, started talking about it.

At the end of the crowd, a middle-aged woman who was five feet tall and covered her face with a coarse cloth stared closely at Wen Ling.Beside him, a young man with a height of more than seven feet and delicate features tugged on her sleeve and asked in confusion, "Master, what's wrong?"

The woman stared at Wen Ling without shifting her gaze.Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the crowd around her, and whispered, "You have to save her."

The boy looked at the woman in surprise, and opened his lips involuntarily, forming an "ah" mouth shape.

The woman's eyebrows frowned, her eyes were slightly empty, and she said coldly word by word, "I, I want, you, save her!"

The young man asked in puzzlement, "Although the old man's brain is not very good, he is not a bad person, why should he be saved?"

Her eyes seemed to see through the crowd, like Wen Ling.She took a breath and said slowly, "Elder Xu is indeed not a threat to her, but according to my teacher, she was seriously injured before coming here. The marks on her side face are caused by bamboo rafts. It was caused by the bumps. Her hands were as white as paper, and there was no blood at all. It was caused by severe blood loss. Her breath was weak, and her internal injuries must have been serious. My teacher smelled a slight salty smell all over her body, which must have been caused by long-term contact with sea water. If the judgment of the teacher is correct, the reason why she is alive is precisely because the sea water brought her the necessary nutritional supply. But if she continues to be exposed to the sun, she will really become a dead person in their mouths!"

"This..." The young man was startled, and quickly asked, "What should I do?"

The woman's tone was as cold as iron, but her words gradually became kind and gentle, "Old man Xu is not a bad person, but by his side, that woman will not get the necessary care. If this continues, she will undoubtedly die." The woman glanced around All around, lowered his voice, and said, "Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, take her away. What's left, leave it to the teacher!"

The boy nodded slightly, and the two slowly moved to the back of the bamboo building.Old man Xu is digging soil and playing grass, no one knows why he is doing this, only when he is fishing can he look like a normal person.

The flashing figure brought a shadow without warning, the old man Xu raised his head and met a pair of clear eyes.The woman took off the coarse cloth covering her face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a crescent moon lined her delicate face.

Old man Xu looked into those eyes and smiled foolishly.The woman walked slowly to the back, raising her hand to call for the old man.

"Hey, fairy! Fairy!" The old man jumped up with a smirk, and ran towards the woman madly.

The young man jumped out from a nearby bush. He picked up a handful of stones, threw two, and took the opportunity to knock down the brace.Spinning the coir raincoat in the air, blocking everyone's sight.

"What's going on? The wind is blowing?" The crowd, who didn't know why, looked at each other and looked at each other.

Taking advantage of the situation, the young man ran to Wen Ling in three steps at a time, covered him with a coir raincoat, picked up Wen Ling, and ran to the rear.

"Eh? Where's the person!?" The coir raincoat fell to the ground, but Wenling was nowhere to be seen.Seeing that there was nothing to look at, the crowd of idlers slowly dispersed.

The woman walked around two trees and brought old man Xu back to the bamboo house. Old man Xu flipped over the struts on the ground and smiled foolishly: "Eh? Fairy! Where did the fairy go? Fairy!"

The woman stood on the top of the building, looking at old man Xu expressionlessly.With lowered eyelids, he bowed lightly, covered the coarse cloth, and left.

Pass through a few big trees behind the building and enter a long and thin path, which is the only way to pass through a cliff and giant valley in the innermost part of the secret realm.The trail became thinner and thinner, and the road was half a foot wide, walking forward against the wall, barely moving forward.The boy tied Wen Ling to his body, crawled up the cliff, and walked slowly.

Wen Ling on his body suddenly became lighter, and with a force, he helped the young man support Wen Ling.The boy stopped in his tracks, and was about to turn his head when someone behind patted him on the shoulder.

"There will be no one else except the teacher, don't look back if you die!" The people behind shouted sternly.

The boy nodded slightly and moved forward.After about 150 steps, the path on the mountain wall begins to widen.

At the end of the wide mountain wall, a cave came into view.There are two stone beds facing each other on both sides of the cave. The stone beds are covered with thin cotton pads, two soft pillows are placed on the head of the bed, and a pair of sundries are piled under it.There are four small stone benches beside the stone table in the cave, a teapot on the stone table, and four small cups beside the pot.The pot and cup are covered with a rough handkerchief.On the coffee table at the far end, there was a steamed bun and two apples.It can be seen that the craftsmanship of these stone tools is not meticulous.

The young man lightly laid Wen Ling flat on the stone bed on the left, sat on the stone bench beside him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What? Are you tired?" The masked woman stood aside and said coldly, "How can my apprentice be so useless?"

The young man smiled slightly and said, "Master, why did you place her here? Our bamboo house at the foot of the mountain can also be lived in. She has no enmity with the people here. Even if she is found with us, it doesn't matter!"

The woman raised her eyebrows, walked to Wen Ling's bed, and sat on the bed.He took out a square handkerchief from his sleeve, and slowly wiped off the sand and the salt grains left on Wenling's face after drying.

While wiping, the woman sighed and said softly, "She is seriously injured, and the mountain is not suitable for healing her wounds. I will use the brilliance of the full moon tomorrow night to cover her here for a while. Without the help of the moonlight, I am afraid that the gods will not be able to save her." .”

"Okay, disciple, go back to the house and get some dry food." After finishing his sentence, the young man got up and walked towards the path.

The woman nodded and continued to wipe Wenling's cheeks.After wiping off the last grain of sand, the woman looked at Wen Ling carefully.The deepest regret and remorse in her heart suddenly came into view clearly after seeing Wen Ling, and the handkerchief in the woman's hand fell quietly.

"Cen...Cen...Rong?" The familiar face in front of her awakened the deepest name in the woman's heart. She turned her face away, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to see all kinds of past twenty years ago. The pain was heart-pounding, and the regret was eternal.She opened her eyes and breathed quietly.She glanced at Shu Wenling on the bed from the corner of her eye, and took a deep breath.

A voice in her heart told her: She can't save this person!

She took out the brush, inkstone and ink sticks from the pile of sundries under the bed, put them on the table, took out the water bag, and started to grind the ink.

When the boy came back in the evening, the woman was no longer in the cave, and there was a letter on the table.The boy put down the package and went forward to get the letter.

Your relatives and my disciples:

Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye, as a teacher, I need to calm down.This person, I will leave it to you.

The person who caused her injury was not simple. She drained her true energy through external force, leaving her harmless and disease-free, and her breath was so weak that ordinary people could hardly detect it.It just so happens that on the night of the full moon tomorrow, the moon will be the most radiant, and the sky will never stop her.

Do you remember the Tiangang Twelve Star Array that my teacher once taught you?On the night of the full moon tomorrow, you will use it to transfer the moonlight from your body to her.Although you have never used the Tiangang Twelve Star Array, I don't think you will let me down.

remember!Her yang energy is about to be exhausted, tomorrow is the last chance, her life is completely in your hands!

The young man frowned puzzled, he didn't know why the master left without saying goodbye.With doubts, he put down the letter, picked up the package, walked slowly to Wen Ling, sat quietly in front of the bed, and looked at Wen Ling.

At night, the boy lay on his side on the bed and fell asleep lightly.As soon as the wind blows, he will get up and check.After one night, he basically didn't sleep at all.

The next day, birdsong rang out on the cliff, and the boy stood up immediately.He dug out two oranges from the package, squeezed the juice with his bare hands, and dripped it into Wenling's mouth.After Wen Ling ate, he would take out dry food to satisfy his hunger.

At the end of the day, the food in the boy's package was almost consumed.

In the evening, he hugged Wenling's mattress together and placed them in the center of the cave entrance. He stood at the cave entrance and watched the sun set quietly.

it's time!The young man jumped out of the cave suddenly, stood on the steep path, sacrificed twelve chopsticks of the same length and size, and surrounded the entrance of the cave.

He supported the wall with one hand, stood by the cave, and waited for the full moon to rise.

The full moon sticks out its small head and arrives as expected.The boy stared closely at the full moon, waiting for the best position.

The full moon floated out completely, the young man's brows tightened, he bit his finger in an instant, jumped up the cliff, started from the top chopstick, and rotated it clockwise until he touched the last chopstick.

The boy jumped into the cave, stretched out the bleeding finger, and let it fully shine in the moonlight.The moment the moonlight shone into the cave, there seemed to be twelve thin red threads wrapped around the boy's bleeding fingers.

The young man frowned, and slammed his other hand on the ground, shaking Wen Ling up!The young man raised his breath to draw up an invisible support for Wenling, and Wenling's body was hanging limply in the air.

The twelve bamboo chopsticks shone with a nearly transparent brilliance, and the brilliance passed through the bloodline and slowly entered the young man's body.Waves of air flow drilled out of the boy's flat palm and penetrated into Wenling's body.

The cold brilliance penetrated into her body, and the unprecedented coldness made Wenling feel a little bit in her sleep, and she frowned slightly.

The airflow enters along Wen Ling's chest, and the overflowing part flows to the back, wrapping Wen Ling.

The converging airflow presents a light blue color, just like the cloudless sky in the morning.The moonlight mixed with the young man's blood gathered more and more, thicker and thicker, and piled up outside Wen Ling's body, making it impossible for the young man to teleport.

The young man took a deep breath, and with a sudden force, he turned all the airflow back into his palm, and hit Wenling's eyebrows, chest, elbows, and knees. The airflow quickly entered Wenling's body along the five soft points .

Several hours passed, and the young man tried his best to transfer all the moonlight he could absorb to Wenling's body. The young man's blood was mixed with the moonlight, making it much softer, and the young man still had some moonlight energy left on his body. .

He looked at Wenling's gradually rosy cheeks, supporting his tired body, entering the last gleam of brilliance.

The moonlight gradually disappeared, and the silence of dawn made the young man heave a sigh of relief.He helped Wen Ling down and put it on the mattress on the ground.Through the mattress, carry her back to the bed.

After putting down Wenling, he sat down on the ground in exhaustion, leaning against the legs of the stone bed, and fell into a deep sleep.