Chapter 45: Survive this catastrophe and win is life
Pain always sobers people up, both mentally and spiritually.
I still couldn't hear anything "Yanqing" said, but fortunately I was not wrong about the medicine.
——If "Yan Qing" had mentioned earlier that the medicine was not bitter, it would be hard to say whether he would be discovered.
And "Yanqing" was probably very satisfied with my serious attitude towards taking medicine, and there was a sense of ease in his behavior when he was packing the medicine bag.
It's now... My left hand silently moved to the edge of the bed, opened the bottle cap, took out a pill, and then put the cap back.
I didn't dare to challenge "Yan Qing" with my speed, as he might turn around at any time. I just raised my hand to my lips slightly to cover up, and silently rolled the pill into my mouth and swallowed it.
A slightly bitter and astringent feeling lingered in the throat, but the body did not respond with any abnormality.
After packing up, "Yanqing" thoughtfully placed the medicine bag in a conspicuous place like the bedside table. It seemed like he was using it to remind me to take care of my health at all times.
He was explaining something to me, but I only saw him lose color the moment he turned around.
Panic swept through my heart in an instant, and then was deeply suppressed.
If you just can't hear it, there are many ways to avoid and cover it up, but if you can't see it...
The traces it left were too obvious, and I couldn't cover my eyes with a mask like Jing Liu did, as that would be too abrupt.
The colorful world turned black and white, and began to become blurred like an old image.
"Yanqing..." I followed the vague figure and wanted to tell him that I was going to take a nap and spend this quarter of an hour quietly, but "Yanqing" suddenly became alert.
"Who?!" He looked outside and saw a long sword flying out from the door, attacking the lurker with a biting chill.
"General Feixiao sent me here, and General Shen Ce also knows about it." Mo Ze did not want to get entangled, and gave a brief and straightforward explanation while fighting and retreating.
Mo Ze is Fei Xiao's aide and also Fei Xiao's shadow guard. He is best at hiding and assassinating. When he appears in the light, it often means that he is exposed.
"Yan Qing" put away his sword and watched Mo Ze enter the room in a flash but did not go through the main door.
......This is probably the shadow guard’s little habit.
Mo Ze's arrival successfully gave me a more appropriate reason.
"Yanqing, the following conversation is very important. Please help me keep watch outside. If anyone approaches, be sure to notify us in advance."
"Yan Qing" did not doubt it, nodded heavily, closed the door and walked out.
"Do you have the jade omen?" I looked at Mo Ze who had already merged into a shadow. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you'll have to come over and type to explain your purpose to me."
Mo Ze walked out from the shadows and stood beside the bed, completely blocking the light falling on me.
Suddenly, he half-knelt down and looked at me. His vaguely discernible dark purple eyes did not contain any emotion, but they were like a sharp blade that could suddenly pierce through a person.
......Has it been discovered? Although I didn't intend to hide from Mo Ze, I ended up avoiding his sight out of discomfort.
A few seconds later, Mo Ze took out the jade sign and typed: Have you ever taken the secret medicine of the King of Medicine?
"......Yes." I answered bluntly, but I didn't want to discuss this issue any further. "I think the two generals sent you here to discuss something important."
This is why I don’t intend to hide it from Mo Ze. On such an important matter, I couldn't just pretend I heard and understood it and cover it up.
But Mo Ze continued typing as if he didn't hear anything and asked: Why can't you hear any sound?
This judgment is not surprising. After all, I asked Mo Ze to communicate by typing, so he might think that this was because he was worried that there might be eavesdroppers, but I mentioned the two generals without any reservation.
"Because the device in my hand cannot be broken, so don't try it casually." I answered again, and I felt that Mo Ze seemed to be more concerned about me, so I asked directly: "How is the matter of the Cloud Riders in the Prison of Hell?"
Mo Ze was well prepared for this question and immediately typed a response: The medicine is about to be completed and ready for use.
After all, they were people urgently recruited by Dandingsi, so they were much faster.
But now the Medicine King Secret Sect has split into different groups. Those who want to cure Tianque will naturally devote themselves to it, but if others interfere...
As if seeing my worry, Mo Ze typed again and added: General Feixiao has sent people to watch the whole process, so there will be no mistakes.
The white interface and black text were originally the two colors with the most obvious contrast, but now they seemed to be mixed together, and gradually I could hardly tell them apart.
"If they have any news for you to bring now, please tell me as soon as possible." I pressed on Mo Ze's wrist anxiously, fearing that my vision would be plunged into darkness in the next second.
But at this moment, I felt a burning sensation starting from my stomach. It spread strongly to the surrounding area, hit the stomach wall, and then returned to the center like a wave of fire and spread again.
I unconsciously increased the strength of my hands, and the feeling of weakness that gradually spread to my limbs made me start to lose control of the object in my palms.
My organs and flesh seemed to be torn and bitten from the inside, and a feeling of suffocation came over me, but the desire to survive forced me to breathe faster.
The already tight stomach became even more agitated due to the abnormal breathing frequency, and even gave rise to an urge to vomit.
Breathe...slow down your breathing...I comforted myself in my heart. After resurrection, I will be able to hear everyone's voice again and get all the news.
This General Shen Ce probably didn't expect that he was sent here just to inquire about his physical condition, Mo Ze thought in his heart.
Of course, this trip was also to find out if Jingyuan needed any cooperation from there.
But at the same time, Mo Ze did not expect that Jing Yuan's condition would be so bad.
At that time, when he looked at "Jingyuan", he seemed to see his former self in a trance.
——The self who was undergoing experiments day after day in the hands of the Medicine King’s secret teachings.
"Life has no end... Old age never comes... Death returns to life..."
"To survive this catastrophe is to survive..."
The voice that had been forgotten emerged at this moment, but it could no longer bring him the pain of the past.
He was abandoned by his village and wandered in the wilderness, and was then brought up by the secret teachings of the King of Medicine. At that time, he thought that this kind of pain was something that everyone would endure, but Jing Yuan was different.
He clearly knew what the Secret Teachings of the King of Medicine were, and also knew the true effects of those medicines, so why did he choose to take them?
The wrist was grasped forcefully, and after a few seconds the force quietly receded. The breathing sound was suppressed to an extremely low level, so the muffled groan that escaped while enduring pain was particularly obvious.
Mo Ze stared into those dim eyes, not knowing for a moment whether he should avoid them.
Then, he heard the breathing sound slow down, and dark red blood continued to flow out with the faint sound of breath, "Don't let Yanqing in before I wake up..."
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