Chapter 144 One hundred and forty-four tripods

◎I am ◎

Song Dingding had that dream again.

She is the God of Rain of the Celestial Clan. Because of covering up the young slaves who escaped from the Colosseum of the Celestial Clan, she was cut off by the Heavenly Sovereign and banished to the mortal world to suffer from reincarnation forever.

This time, the hazy dream became clear, and she could see the boy’s face clearly.

– That’s Pei Ming’s face.

She suddenly woke up from her dream, sweating profusely on her forehead, and the sticky touch made her breathless.

Song Dingding took a deep breath, and after a long time, the darkness in front of her gradually disappeared, and she vaguely felt a hand patted gently behind her, as if it was helping her with her breath.

Long eyelashes trembled, she hesitated, and slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, she couldn’t help but pray secretly in her heart, she hoped that she could see Pei Ming when she opened her eyes.

However, this was not acting in a movie. She looked at Li Hua who was sitting on the edge of the bed and patted her back. Although she was a little disappointed, she couldn’t help but feel fortunate.

She was glad that she had returned to this body, instead of Nanke’s dream, waking up with four white walls and a strong smell of disinfectant.

With a gentle sound of relief, Li Hua took out a neat silk handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped the sweat from her forehead: “A Ding, you are awake…”

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, Song Dingding looked at Li Hua with a pale face, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

If it wasn’t for escorting Pei Ming to the Holy Mountain, he would not have been seriously injured.

She wanted to say something, but she raised her eyes and scanned the room. Seeing that there was no figure of Pei Ming, her words changed when she came to her mouth: “Pei Ming, where is it?”

Seeing her complex and sluggish expression, Li Hua thought she would be stupid when she woke up, so she couldn’t help but worry, but she hesitated for a long time, and the first sentence she said was actually concerned about Pei Ming.

He curled his lips: “Don’t worry, it’s not dead.”

Although there is nothing to be angry about, Li Hua was afraid that she would be worried about Pei Ming, so he sighed and continued: “It was just for your father’s arrows, and he suffered some flesh wounds. Now the ghost doctor in the Immortal Mansion is healing him.”

He was also not sure if Song Dingding had seen Pei Ming rescue her and did some crazy actions that day.

However, Pei Ming had specially warned that if Song Dingding woke up and asked, he would pick up some irrelevant things to talk about, and don’t make her feel burdened.

The arrows blocked by the Patriarch of the Song family were not ordinary arrows. The arrows had been specially treated, but were in the shape of small hooks with thorns, like the claws of an octopus, which pierced into the flesh and blood. Painful.

When Li Hua came, he didn’t know what happened to Pei Ming just now. After Yuze Beast repelled the demon cultivator, Bai Qi stepped forward to check Song Dingding’s body and found that there were corpse spots and odor on her body. In order to prevent her body from being damaged, He had to let Bai Qi use the Hunyuan Cauldron to lead her soul back into the body.

Then she was in a coma for several days, and it was natural for Pei Ming to take care of her day and night by his side.

It was not until he suddenly fainted that Li Hua learned from Bai Zhou that Pei Ming had blocked several arrows for the Song family master.

He tried to rescue her that day. Not only did he not treat the wound properly, but he even cut off the exposed arrow with mercy.

After a few days, the arrows left in the flesh and blood had become pus and sores. Even the ghost doctor had no better way to do it. He could only cut the flesh to take out the arrows left in the body, and scrape the bones to remove the abscesses.

Li Hua couldn’t help frowning and gritting his teeth just by looking at the picture of the healing. When scraping the bones and removing the pus, he used a horn knife to fiddle with the bright red squirming flesh.

Li Huaben thought that Pei Ming didn’t kneel down on her 100,000 long head, and when Song Dingding woke up, he exaggerated how much they did to save her, but Pei Ming was unscathed.

But looking at the scene where the ghost was medically injured, he couldn’t help but soften his heart.

That’s it, that’s it.

One code is one code, it’s the truth.

However, Li Hua kept Pei Ming’s advice in mind. He was afraid that it would be too exciting to Song Dingding, so he downplayed the process.

Song Dingding watched with her own eyes how Pei Ming carried her body and kowtowed step by step. She naturally knew what Li Hua was hiding.

“When will he be healed?” She raised her eyes to look at Li Hua, her eyes filled with worry: “I want to see him…”

Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open with a ‘squeak’. Song Dingding heard the sound and looked, but he could not see Pei Ming, but Bai Qi with a medicine bowl.

When Xu Shi saw her awake, Bai Qi was stunned for a moment, and then strode over: “A Ding, you are finally awake. I want to repent with you. You misunderstood Pei Ming about the love affair…”

Before Song Dingding could react, Bai Qi was like a barrage of cannons, telling the mistakes she made while practicing Gu and Pei Ming taking the Gu wrong.

She was obviously a little stunned, and her eyes looked dull. Bai Qi wanted to say something, but Li Hua raised his hand to stop him. He shook his head: “Let her calm down.”

Li Hua put a bottle of jade-white ointment beside her pillow: “After you left the body, it took a long time to grow corpse spots on your body. But don’t worry, this ointment can remove saprophytic muscles, we have applied it for you a few times. In a few days, the skin will be as smooth as ever.”

“Wait a minute, don’t rush to see him. I think Pei Mingding doesn’t want you to see him in a mess.”

After that, he took the medicine bowl in Bai Qi’s hand and handed it to Song Dingding: “The medicine has to be drunk while it’s still hot. You can take care of your body and see him again, so that he won’t feel sad when he sees you weak.”

When Li Hua talked to Song Dingding, he was neither hurried nor slow, as if the breeze was blowing through the clouds, and it was like cooking tea and drinking wine to reminisce about old friends. His voice was full of gentleness and patience.

Bai Qi looked at his warm appearance, and his expression was slightly stagnant.

She has seen him in high spirits when he is fighting the sword, she has seen him laugh when he is lost, she has seen him being unreasonable, and she has seen his ruthlessness.

However, she had never seen such a gentle Li Hua.

He lost the halo of the number one Sword Immortal in Jiuzhou, and he was not an empty shell filled with hatred and guilt. He was just him, an ordinary person with flesh and blood.

Being tapped lightly on the shoulder, Bai Qi suddenly regained his senses. Seeing Li Hua walking towards the door, she looked at Song Dingding: “A Ding, I’m sorry for you. You have suffered so much. , causing a gap between you and him…”

Song Dingding held the warm medicine bowl, lowered his eyes, and shook his head gently: “I don’t blame you.”

Her mind was a little chaotic, like chaos.

She didn’t understand why Pei Ming’s attitude towards her changed so much if affection was just a non-existent matter.

Why is he willing to jump on a volcano for her, kowtow for her, offend the ghost emperor for her, and give up his dignity and pride for her.

If he treats her well, it’s not because of love, but because of what?

She seemed to vaguely know the answer, but she was so unsure of the answer in her heart, so she could only eagerly ask Pei Ming for confirmation.

But Song Dingding also knew that Li Hua was right.

Pei Mingding didn’t want her to appear in front of him at this moment.

Song Dingding sighed, and regardless of whether it was hot or not, he raised his head and drank the medicinal soup in his hand.

“Pei Ming, when will he be healed?”

Bai Qi thought for a while: “The ghost doctor didn’t say anything, but he seems to be seriously injured, about two or three hours?”

She was not sure, she just tentatively gave an answer, but this vague concept gave Song Dingding a little peace.

As long as she waited a little longer, waited for two or three hours after he was healed, and she would be able to see him.

Bai Qi hesitated: “A Ding, do you want to eat something?”

She made a good speech in her heart. If Song Dingding refused to eat, she would move out of Pei Minglai, and it would always work just as well.

But don’t want to, her long-awaited words didn’t come in handy, Song Dingding nodded in response: “Okay.”

Bai Qi was stunned: “Huh?”

“I said yes, I’m a little hungry.” Seeing Bai Qi’s sluggish look, Song Dingding couldn’t help laughing a little: “I need to keep my spirits up and get well soon, so that I can…”

to see him.

No matter what happens, she’s going to stay.

She should stay by his side well, never let him worry again, and never become his weakness and burden again.

Bai Qi didn’t know what Song Dingding didn’t say. She heard that she was willing to eat, and her face filled with joy: “I’ll go get someone to prepare some medicinal meals.”

About Mo Pei Ming always had someone prepare it, Bai Qi went to the kitchen, and it didn’t take long for him to come back with a steaming herbal meal.

Li Huaben was about to leave, but Song Dingding left her to eat. She hadn’t eaten for a long time, and her stomach was empty.

During the period, several people chatted one after another, and Song Dingding learned some things about Pei Ming Shaoshi in detail from Bai Qi’s mouth.

She knew that he practiced day and night just to see her again; she knew that in order to survive, he exchanged blood for blood nymphs every month and hid alone to endure the pain; she knew that he was often awakened by nightmares, even when he was talking in his sleep. shout her name.

The smile on Song Dingding’s face became more and more far-fetched.

She lowered her head, the tip of her nose was reddish, and the tears that spilled out of her eyes were swirling back and forth, and her throat was choked and uncomfortable.

Li Hua seemed to sense something was wrong with her, so he quickly held Bai Qi’s hand under the table, motioning her to stop talking, and pretended to inadvertently changed the subject: “By the way, let’s find a day, let’s deceive our feelings. Now, to save you from pestering me every day, you are reluctant, and I am also unhappy.”

The voice fell, and a strange and strange atmosphere suddenly spread in the air.

Song Dingding didn’t speak, and the talkative Bai Qi also stopped abruptly. His complexion changed from white to red, from red to blue.

The way to get rid of love gu is to have a yin and yang relationship. Bai Qi has not told anyone other than what he told Song Dingding.

She wondered last time, why Song Dingding tried this method but it didn’t work. It turned out to be an oolong, and it was not Pei Ming who took the love gu, but her big grievance.

It’s not that she didn’t do that kind of thing with Li Hua, but her original mentality was very different from now. After her trip to the secret realm, she found that men were unreliable at all.

No matter how strong a man is.

Strength is their strength, not hers. What she should do most is to strengthen herself, rather than substituting men for Mu Qiang.

No matter how weak she is, as long as she doesn’t die, she can slowly cultivate. She walks one step a day, even if she is fast, there will always be a day when she reaches the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise and sunset.

After trying to pass, she tried to reconcile with herself, forgave her past mistakes, and learned to accept the flawed, real self.

She did not want to do anything with Li Hua against her will.

But she needs to do this to get rid of the emotion gu. If she doesn’t understand the gu, she will be hanged by Li Hua all the time.

This incident made Bai Qi’s face a little bad.

Song Dingding was absent-minded and did not pay attention to what Li Hua said.

No one cleared the siege, and Li Hua didn’t know what he said wrong. Bai Qi couldn’t bear it. He kept staring at him.

Li Hua glanced at the untouched food, then glanced at the direction Bai Qi was leaving, and intuitively told him that there was something strange in it. He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and chased after him.

In an instant, the house was quiet again.

Song Dingding still maintained the movement just now, holding a bowl of soup that he had taken a few sips in his hand, his head hanging down to his neck, the sound of sniffling from time to time, accompanied by inaudible sobbing, was particularly clear in the silent room. .

She doesn’t know how long she has been absent, but every minute and every second makes people feel so hard.

It wasn’t until sunset and the stars and moon in the sky that she moved her stiff neck and put the cold soup bowl back on the table.

She raised her hand and wiped the dry tears on her face, then wiped her cheeks with a basin of clean well water, sat in front of the vanity mirror, and smeared a thin layer of fine white powder on her face, covering the neck that was not completely covered. Fading corpse spots.

After a simple grooming, she looked at the woman in the mirror who had regained some complexion, rubbed her red eyes, and walked out of the yard in the moonlight.

Song Dingding knew where Pei Ming lived.

She always knew, but never went to him.

A plane tree was planted in his yard, just like the lush plane trees on the island. The stars were mottled in the gaps between the leaves, the branches were stacked, the wind was rustling, and the shadow of the tree was reflected on the dim window lattice.

There was a light in the room, unlike his usual style.

There was no one guarding the door, Song Dingding walked directly into the yard, her footsteps stopped at the door, her raised hand froze in the air.

She should have knocked on the door and, after getting his answer, walked in and greeted him.

But when she dropped her knuckles, she persuaded.

She didn’t know in what capacity she should reappear in front of him, let alone what she should say after seeing him.

– An apology, or silence, shame, or resentment.

Song Dingding’s brain went down.

She didn’t know what she was going to do next, presumably Bai Qi also told Pei Ming about the love affair.

Will it be embarrassing after meeting?

Will he make a big change in his attitude towards her just because he knows that love Gu is an Oolong?

Before she came to the door, she was full of eagerness to see Pei Ming, but at the moment they were only separated by one door, and she did not dare to raise her hand to open the door.

She was a little depressed, but her heart was more of a fear of the unknown and at a loss.

The palms condensed in the air curled and unfolded, unfolded and tightened, and the cold wind at night made her shudder.

Song Dingding calmed down a little. She gritted her teeth and gathered up the courage to rehearse what she was going to say in her heart. Her palms trembled and fell.

The door was only lightly closed, but not closed tightly. As soon as her palm fell, the door slid inward, and with the slight sound, Song Dingding’s heart also twitched.

There was a half-burned candle on the table. The candle flame swayed and danced in the room. The room was dimly lit by the faint yellow light. She hesitated and walked in gently.

“Pei Ming…” Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it was the name that she summoned with all her courage.

There was no one in the outer bed, and there was no one in the inner hall. The quilts were neatly stacked on the bed, not even a single fold. It didn’t look like anyone had lived there at all.

Song Dingding was a little panicked.

They didn’t lie to her, did they?

Could it be that Pei Ming was tortured to death by the ghost emperor, so the ghost emperor was so kind to let her go and let her soul return?

Before she fainted, she clearly saw the ghost emperor’s figure.

The more she thought about it, the more she finally calmed down, she became agitated again, she ran out at a loss, and the shouting in her throat was unknowingly infected with a whimper: “Pei Ming, Pei Ming—”

Song Dingding ran into the yard, but still couldn’t find him. The cold air was sucked into his throat, causing such a biting pain.

On the dimly lit window lattice, in the mottled tree shadow, a thin and slender arm was added. She sank behind her, and the faint scent of cedar wood lingered around her neck.

“I’m here.” Pei Ming wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, leaned over slightly, put his chin lightly against her neck socket, looked at her sideways, and said with a light smile, “Dingding.”