Talk about the world of mortals in detail

In a relatively quiet courtyard, a scholar gradually woke up.

The scholar opened his eyes and could vaguely smell a faint fragrance. Then he felt the sensation of his body, and suddenly a strong pain came from his back.

"Hiss ouch"

Only then did the scholar realize that he was sleeping on his stomach on a bed. He looked around, and it was obvious that he was not at home.

This is a neat bedroom. I am lying on a large gauze bed. My body is a little numb and weak. It is difficult to raise my neck to look around.

The interior is not luxurious, but there are tables, chairs, cabinets, and a dressing table with a bronze mirror and some makeup items used by my daughter.

A charcoal pot is placed next to the bed to keep the temperature in the room at a relatively comfortable level.

"Squeak~"

A woman wearing a skirt walked in. The woman had a delicate face, and even though her winter coat was a little thick, her outstanding figure could not be concealed.

As if she suddenly found that the person on the bed was awake, the woman closed the door and ran over in surprise.

"My benefactor! Are you awake?"

The woman ran to the bed and knelt down in front of the scholar. She stretched out her hands to push away the scholar's hanging hair, and then carefully lifted the quilt to look at the wounds on his back.

The scholar just stared at the woman blankly, until the quilt was lifted and he felt the cold, then he realized that he had been shirtless all along.

"Girl, who are you and why do you call me my benefactor?"

The woman looked at the blood stains on the scholar's back and felt slightly relieved. After hearing the scholar's words, she covered herself with the quilt again, then looked at the scholar with a smile.

"My dear friend, you have forgotten that a few days ago, I was chased by evil people in the street. You rushed to save me regardless of your own safety, but you were stabbed in the back by a sword. Although the wound was not deep, it was injured by the sword's energy, and you almost lost your life!"

As she spoke, the woman tucked the scholar's quilt in and looked at the scholar seriously.

“May I ask your grace’s surname?”

The scholar thought hard and couldn't remember any evil people. Before that, he was just watching the excitement on the street. But when he heard the woman's question, he couldn't get up but he still opened his mouth to answer.

"My lord, Yang Bencai, I wonder what the girl's name is?"

"My name is Zheng Ying. I fled to Donglu to avoid my enemies. Master, please rest first. I'll go and see if the medicine is ready."

The woman stood up and went out. Yang Bencai still stared blankly at the other person's back, but when the other person left, he couldn't help but mutter.

"I saved her? Impossible"

Yang Bencai is still very self-aware. If he can help, he will definitely help. But if the evil person is really chasing him, how can he have the courage to stand up, let alone block the sword for others.

"Hiss."

The pain in his back hit him, and it seemed to tell Yang Bencai that he had indeed been hit by a sword. How could he be so unlucky for this rare trip to the city?

But thinking about this matter again, Yang Bencai felt uncomfortable and a little panicked. He dared to kill people on the street in Donglu City. He must be such a vicious being. He was definitely in trouble!

While she was thinking wildly, the woman came back again with a bowl of medicine. After closing the door, the room was suddenly filled with the aroma of medicine, which seemed to be stronger than ordinary medicine.

"My benefactor, please drink the medicine quickly. It will help you strengthen your foundation and strengthen your health!"

The woman dragged a stool over and put the medicine bowl on the stool. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and helped Yang Bencai up. Although the latter's body was weak, he tried his best to get up.

During this period, Yang Bencai's body rubbed against someone else's chest. The soft touch and the nearby breath inevitably made some ripples in his heart, and he didn't even feel cold when he was naked.

When Yang Bencai stood up and sat on the bed next to Zheng Ying, she supported him with one hand and picked up the medicine bowl on the stool with the other hand and brought it to Yang Bencai's mouth.

"My dear friend, don't mind the pain. Drink two more doses of medicine and you will get better."

"well"

Yang Bencai opened his mouth to drink the medicine, but as soon as the medicine was taken into his mouth, it was like biting through gall. It could no longer be described as simply a good medicine that tastes bitter.

"Woo gulu"

Resisting the feeling of vomiting, Yang Ben swallowed a mouthful of medicine, but he was unwilling to open his mouth.

"Slowly, slowly first, this medicine is too bitter."

The woman smiled.

"Good medicine tastes bitter!"

"Uh, wait, you just said you would take two more pills? Did I drink this pill when I was unconscious? Then, how did I drink it?"

The woman was suddenly at a loss for words. Yang Ben looked at the profile of the woman who was so close. The two of them seemed too close to each other. Then he looked at the woman's plump red lips and subconsciously pursed his lips.

Could it be

"My benefactor, let's drink the medicine first."

"Uh okay."

Yang Bencai opened his mouth again, and this time the medicine didn't even feel too bitter after entering his mouth. He drank it all in a few gulps, which surprised Zheng Ying slightly.

Then Zheng Ying helped Yang Bencai lie down again, and she sat by the bed and chatted with him.

It seemed that the medicine began to take effect as soon as it entered the abdomen. Yang Bencai realized that he was still weak, but he was not as difficult to move as when he first woke up, and the pain in his back was also relieved a lot.

The two also got to know each other better. Yang Bencai's parents had passed away and he lived with his uncle's family in the Yang family's ancestral home outside the city. Zheng Ying had said before that she had fled to Donglu to avoid being pursued by her enemies.

During the exchange, Yang Bencai couldn't help but feel a little distracted, but he still tried his best to restrain himself.

If Yi Shuyuan saw it here, he would definitely be a little surprised. After all, this is Yang Bencai. He will only be happy about this kind of romantic encounter, but how can he restrain himself? It is human nature to have a different mind.

When it was time to eat, the woman went out for a while and brought in meat and vegetables dishes. She still sat on the bedside and fed Yang Bencai to eat.

This made Yang Bencai feel that even though he was hit by a sword, it was worth it to have this caring and beautiful blessing.

When Yang Bencai fell asleep on his stomach, the woman gently touched his face, then reached down and touched his back for a while, then reached out and grabbed him, and suddenly a faint white breath was drawn out.

At this moment, a picture scroll immediately appeared in the woman's hand, and the white air was quickly sealed into the picture, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"He obviously has a lot of desire in his heart, but his hands and feet are well behaved. Although he wants to restrain himself, he still can't control his eyes, but he is still a good person."

After looking at the scholar lying on the bed for a while, the woman got up and walked outside the house. However, outside the house, everything outside the courtyard wall was very strange, as if it was completely white.

In the direction of the sky diagonally upward, behind the white clouds, you can vaguely see tables, chairs, beds, walls, doors and windows.

In the Yang family's ancestral house in Fenglin Village, twenty miles outside Donglu City, Yang Bencai's bedroom was empty. No one in the uncle's family cared that his nephew had not returned home.

There is a painting hanging on the wall of the room, which shows a small courtyard.

Within the courtyard wall, there are wells and houses. A woman is standing in the courtyard and seems to be looking up at the outside of the painting. After a while, the woman in the courtyard disappears again.

In Donglu City, Xu Zichang had been searching for a long time, but he could not find the woman in the painting. Even the mortals injured by the flying swords could not be seen alive or dead.

Now he finally found the street. In the darkness, Xu Zichang was able to confirm that the location where the flying sword finally landed was here, and it had been covered up by someone's magic.

Looking at the traces on the ground, it was obvious that more than a day had passed, which made Xu Zichang start to doubt himself again. Could it be that she had escaped?

Xu Zichang rubbed his brows to relieve his mental fatigue. There was no way he would give up.

Now that the power of the mind has recovered a lot, Lingtai Qingming's mind is also clear, and he must find the fairy in the painting, otherwise he may not be able to find it in the future, which means he has lost the trace of his junior brother.

"It's a pity that the matter is urgent and I don't know how to contact Immortal Yi. Otherwise, with the Immortal's practice, he will definitely be able to help me!"

While muttering to himself, Xu Zichang thought of the senior Immortal Dao he met in Yuezhou City before. The other person was looking for his junior brother, but at that time he was trapped by evil thoughts. He only felt that all the opportunities over the years belonged to his junior brother, and he was jealous for a moment. Xinqi told a lie.

Now he is conscious but has no trace of the master's whereabouts, let alone letting the fairy in the painting escape.

Don't be impatient, don't be impatient!

Impatience will only give opportunities for evil thoughts to take advantage of, and will also lose sensitivity. Xu Zichang slowly calmed down, and then walked on the breeze to the direction of the Earth Temple in the city.

You're going to show up sooner or later! ——

At nightfall many days later, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

"Rumble--"

Finally, on this night of the Jingzhe Day, thunder resounded across the sky, bringing with it the thunder light that illuminated the earth.

Yi Shuyuan is riding on the clouds in the sky. Cao Yu is high above the clouds in the distance. The thunder god's eyes are like lightning. Whenever lightning illuminates the earth, it seems that Cao Yu is inspecting everything on the ground.

"Senior Hui, the God of Thunder is so majestic. What did you mainly care about when you were a god?"

Shi Sheng asked, and Hui Mian replied awkwardly.

"I'm just a protector. I'm an earthly creature. How can I be the same as the God of Thunder?"

While he was talking, torrential rain fell from the sky, and most of the eastern house was watered by the heavy rain. The thunderous sound of the Awakening of Insects moistened the earth and awakened the hibernating snakes, insects, rats, and ants.

After a while, Cao Yugao landed on the cloud head controlled by Yi Shuyuan again, frowning and saying.

"This person has been staying in Donglu for many days. After the Waking of Insects, Lei Bu nodded. Cao cannot stay here all the time."

"Don't worry, my husband and I are here!"

Yi Shuyuan now also knew something about Lei Bu.

"If General Cao has official duties, just go back. I will definitely find Gongsun Yin. This Xu Zichang has not moved for many days. Although it may be a little awkward, it is time to go see him."

——

At the same time, in the small courtyard in the painting, Yang Bencai, who had recovered a lot, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

That evening, he could vaguely hear the sound of thunder, but he couldn't hear the rain outside. He couldn't help but want to get up and have a look. After living here for so many days, he really couldn't stay any longer.

But when she walked to the door, the door opened, and Zheng Ying walked in. She was even more cool in her gorgeous clothes, with something ready to come out in the front, and tall and soft in the back.

"My dear friend, I know you want to go out, but if you go out at this time, the little girl's life will be in danger!"

Yang Bencai stared at the person in front of him blankly, his eyes seemed to be sucked, and he just asked a question subconsciously.

"Could it be that the evil guy is still around?"

Zheng Ying took a few steps closer, and with a gentle push, Yang Bencai rose into the air, flew backwards, and landed gently on the bed.

By the time Yang Bencai reacted, Zheng Ying had already moved forward.

Zheng Ying wiped her face and whispered in Yang Bencai's ear.

"I just ask my benefactor not to go out for the time being."

"Stay, stay as long as you want"

For Yang Bencai, this was like being on the top of a mountain. He couldn't hold himself steady even if he wanted to. His strong reaction only made others laugh, and then he was choked by his fate.

There was a stone mill under the shed of the Yang family's ancestral house. The donkey who was grinding the mill had not yet untied the rope. He was frightened by the thunder and the shed was leaking, so it frightened the donkey and kept grinding.

The grinding rod rotates and moves, causing the millstone to grind continuously.

The millstone was soaked by the rain, and as the rain gradually increased, the remaining wheat flour overflowed to the bottom.

After a long time, thunder sounded again in the sky

"Rumble"

Although the area in the painting is not exposed to the heavy rain, it is like thunder and rain falling around you.

"Hmm."

With the surging wind, rain and thunder, a battle came to an end!

Seeing that Yang Bencai's face turned pale at this moment, Zheng Ying transformed the Yuan Yang, moved the Qi through his throat, and transferred the Yuan Qi back to Yang Bencai.——

PS: Has it been sent out this time?