In a room at a farmhouse on Laojun Mountain.
The intercom placed on the table by Qingchen suddenly rang: "Hello, I am Kunlun Lu Yuan."
But he ignored it and let it sit quietly. of on hold.
At this moment, Qingchen was lying on his back on the white bed, biting a towel and looking pale.
At the end of the bed, Jiang Xue was holding several bottles of iodine and cotton swabs bought in the morning, crying while cleaning the wounds on Qingchen's feet and legs.
Small wood thorns, glass fragments, soil.
It was cleaned up bit by bit by Jiang Xue.
Big beads of sweat rolled down Qingchen’s forehead, and Li Tongyun on the side kept wiping him.
The little girl is crying too.
It wasn’t because they were afraid or had any other emotions, it was just because they felt so sorry for Qingchen.
The boy forced himself back to the inn last night. In order to prevent others from finding him based on the clues of his bare feet, he even reluctantly put on his shoes and found a new farmhouse to stay.
As soon as he entered the room, he fainted.
The exhaustion, the fear and panic after the first murder, and the cost of adrenaline secretion behind the blood, all came to mind.
He was using breathing techniques throughout the battle. After the battle, a huge amount of endorphins were secreted from the pituitary gland, making him temporarily forget the pain.
But when Jiang Xue cleaned his wounds in the morning, he woke up from pain again.
Originally Jiang Xue also wanted Qingchen to rest for a while, but the wound had to be treated quickly and could not be delayed any longer.
"Why bother? In order to save a group of people who are not relatives, you hurt yourself like this," Jiang Xue said while wiping her tears: "Look at the blood groove on your shoulder. If you lean a little lower, your shoulder blade will be broken."
Qingchen didn't say anything, just endured the pain silently.
In fact, his injuries looked horrifying, but he knew that they were just skin injuries and would heal soon.
In particular, he used the breathing technique throughout the battle, and the lost physical strength was gradually restored in the early morning.
I wonder if it was because he used breathing techniques in normal combat and experienced tremendous pain.
Qing Chen vaguely felt that the energy in his body seemed to have grown stronger. It might have been only as big as a fist, but now it was as big as a fist and a half.
Furthermore, the body seems to be undergoing transformation. Even the bones behind the sore back seem to be crackling slightly.
Are you going to open the genetic lock?
Probably not yet.
Three hours later, Jiang Xue was finally sure that she had cleaned up the wounds on Qingchen’s feet. She said to Qingchen, “You sleep a little longer, and I’ll borrow the kitchen to make you some food. "
"Well, thank you Aunt Jiang Xue," Qingchen said weakly.
Li Tongyun on the side said: "Brother Qingchen, you came back early in the morningIt almost scared my mother and I to death, we thought you were leaving. "
Qingchen hummed.
Then he heard the little girl say: "Then mom checked the injuries on your body and found that only the shoulders and feet were the most seriously injured. We felt a little more relieved. Please don't work so hard next time, okay? I would be scared if you were gone.
Qingchen smiled reluctantly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine." "
After Jiang Xue left, Li Tongyun whispered: "Brother Qingchen, I have probably guessed your identity, but it's just a little different from the information I had before. Make sure. ”
Qingchen was stunned for a moment. It seemed that something had been discovered by the other party while he was unconscious.
But this is not important. He actually doesn’t mind the little girl very much. He knew his identity.
He was just a little curious: "Why are you so persistent in wanting to find me in the other world?
But I heard Li Tongyun continue: "I can't tell my mother about becoming a time traveler, and you are not around. I will be very scared to sleep alone in the big house at night." When I find you, I won't be afraid anymore. Brother Qingchen, do you know that I am alone in that other world..."
Qingchen thought for a while: "Have you started the torture plan? "
Li Tongyun pouted: "It's boring! "
"Have you made any new friends in the other world? " Qingchen asked curiously.
"I have a brother and sister who are very kind to me. Li's grandfather is also very kind to me. However, the old housekeeper at home said that it is true that my grandfather and sister are very good to me. "Okay, be careful about that brother named Li Xiuqi," Li Tongyun muttered: "The Li Group seems to be quite complicated, but that very nice old man is in poor health, and many people are secretly discussing what to do after he leaves. things. ”
Qingchen thought, these brothers, sisters, and grandfathers should all be direct relatives within the Li family consortium.
He once heard Li Shutong say that the contemporary head of the Li family Already 163 years old, his body is deteriorating, even anti-aging drugs are no longer working, and his cells have reached the limit of division.
The head of the Kashima family should be the oldest, 221 years old, but his method of extending life does not seem to be the same.
Qingchen didn't want to think about it for the time being.
He turned to look at his shoulder, where a brand new gauze was already tied. All this reminded him that it was over.
But it seems that there are still things that have not passed.
"Xiao Tongyun, can you help me find some paper and pen?" Qingchen asked.
“I have it in my schoolbag,” Li Tongyun said.
She came to take a vacation during the National Day, so she had to carry her schoolbag with her homework.
Qingchen slowly leaned on the two pillows with her support. He searched for the method of deciphering the Morse code on his mobile phone, and then relied on his memory to draw the Morse code that the Kunlun members typed that night. Come out.
Tap with the index finger is a text message., middle finger tapping is a long message, and each group of them represents a letter or number.
For example, tapping once with the index finger and once with the middle finger is the letter A.
The seemingly disordered tapping rhythms are pieced together into important information.
Qingchen didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to decipher the Morse code. He just felt that he seemed to have missed something extremely important.
That incident made a rich man like Hu Xiaoniu risk his life to avenge the two Kunlun members.
Qingchen quickly recalled the rhythm of percussion in his mind and deciphered it.
He drew the Morse characters on the paper one by one, and then marked the translated letters on the back.
"No regrets in this life, take care brother."
"Da da da, da, da." (I will repeat it for the last time.)
"In this life No regrets, take care brother.”
This was the message sent by the injured Kunlun member to another companion present.
Qingchen sat on the bed and suddenly thought, it turned out that the other party had already had death intentions from the moment he was shot.
He looked out the window at the bright blue sky. The sky in the mountains seemed lower and broader than in the city.
But for some reason, Qingchen's mood became a little low.
He folded the deciphered piece of paper and asked Li Tongyun to help stuff it into his wallet.