Chapter 133 Yu Chi
Facing Hong Yu's questioning, Hei Yao was too embarrassed to say that he had spent all the money. He only had so much pocket money in a month, and he had spent half of it when he sent his sword for polishing.
Thinking of this, his hand moved from Hong Yu to Yu Chi.
"Silver."
Yes, how could he spend his own money to collect herbs for this kid?
Gu Jue opened his lips slightly, took out his purse from his waist, and put it in Hei Yao's hand.
There seemed to be half a bag in it, which was quite heavy. He didn't expect that his son had more money than himself.
Who knew that the silver was taken away by someone after a while in his hand. It was
Yu Chi who took it. He stuffed the small purse back into Gu Jue's hand, took out his own purse and put it in Hei Yao's hand.
Hei Yao took Yu Chi's money bag and tossed it in his hand, then turned around and disappeared from the spot. Hong Yu raised her hands and covered her face helplessly.
Lin Ya is in the demon clan, surrounded by ice and snow all year round, and the temperature is extremely cold. Ordinary people will be frozen to death in Lin Ya within a day.
Below Lin Ya is the Snow River, and the water in the Snow River is colder than the biting ice. The Snow Mist Ice Lotus only blooms on Lin Ya, at least in the area that Hong Yu knows, only Lin Ya has it.
He can't let Yu Chi go to get it. Even if he has demon blood in his body and is half-demon, he is still a human being and can't stand the coldness of Lin Ya. It
's impossible to let Gu Jue go either. It's good that the demon clan is not afraid of the cold, but even they will feel cold at the temperature of Lin Ya, so Hei Yao is the most suitable person to go.
Hei Yao can handle this extreme environment with ease, but Gu Jue may not be able to do so.
Hong Yu moved a chair over and sat across from them, crossing her legs. In fact, in her eyes, Gu Jue and Yu Chi were now like two little kids together, talking about love and saying that they would be together forever.
But she was very curious why the medicine Yu Chi made for Gu Jue had no side effects on Gu Jue, or in other words, it was not only harmless to the demons, but also to the human race.
This is actually not difficult to do, but few people would consider this.
Yu Chi chuckled at this question.
"Because the person who taught me medicine was a demon."
"The old man who saved you back then?"
Gu Jue considered the words carefully. Yu Chi didn't know the man's name either. He was used to calling him a little old man or an old man.
And Yu Chi once said that he was a man with excellent medical skills and a good temper.
Yu Chi nodded. It was indeed a little old man.
...
It has been fourteen years since then, but Yu Chi's memory is still very clear. That was before he met Gu Jue. It was the rare warmth of the world that he could experience.
At that time, Yu Chi was only fifteen years old and was the number one killer of Qiong Yu Lou, Yuan Jie.
After the battle with Yu Suo, Yu Suo thought that he was doomed to die, so he threw him on the path in the forest and left him to fend for himself.
Even he himself thought that he was doomed to die.
While he was half conscious, he heard someone humming a song he couldn't understand, slowly approaching, getting closer and closer, closer and closer...
Finally, the person stopped in front of him. It was dawn, and facing the first light of dawn, the person squatted in front of Yu Chi.
Yu Chi lost all his strength and fainted.
He thought he was dead.
But he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes again, he saw not the hell, but a simple and clean cabin.
His body was wrapped with gauze, and all the wounds were treated.
He moved his fingers and found that he had no strength.
With a creaky sound, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and he saw a kind old man pushing the door open, holding a bowl of steaming bitter medicine in his hand.
He sat aside with a smile on his face, helped Yu Chi up, fed him medicine, and chattered non-stop.
"You woke up earlier than I expected."
"How do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"You look young, but why do you have so many problems?"
...
Yu Chi didn't say anything, but just drank the medicine that the old man fed him. The
old man asked him if it was bitter, and he pursed his lips. In fact, he didn't feel bitter. He was used to drinking bitter medicine. Even if he said it was bitter, no one would give him a piece of candy out of pity.
Maybe it was because he didn't say anything that the old man asked him.
"Can't you speak? If not, just nod your head."
Yu Chi said.
"Yes."
The old man was stunned for a moment, but didn't think much of it. He just thought that the child was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk. He put away the medicine bowl and helped Yu Chi lie down again.
But he felt that the child's temperament was too cold and too calm. He didn't have the vitality that a teenager of this age should have.
The old man was not rich and lived a simple life, but Yu Chi felt very safe, more safe than ever before.
Such a comfortable life made him a little addicted, so addicted that he forgot everything.
It was not until the tenth day after leaving Qiong Yu Tower that he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The poison in Qiong Yu Tower had not taken effect. Three days had passed since the poison took effect, and he was fine.
At that time, his injuries had healed a lot. His hand was hanging and his leg was tied. He only had one good hand and one good leg.
He couldn't suppress his shock, and he jumped out of the door on one leg. He jumped into the small kitchen next to him, leaned against the door, and saw the old man boiling medicine inside.
The old man heard the movement, looked up and saw Yu Chi panting.
It was the first time he saw a different expression on the boy's face in these few days.
He asked him.
"Kid, what's wrong?"
The boy's lips trembled a little, and his voice was cautious and unbelievable.
"My poison..."
The old man thought something had happened, but it turned out to be poison.
When he picked up the boy, he first treated the boy's wounds and found that he was seriously injured. Not only did he have many wounds of different sizes, but he also had several broken bones.
When he finally treated the wounds, he took the boy's pulse to check his condition. He thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he found that the boy was still carrying poison in his body.
The poison was a bit tricky, but it was not a big problem for him. It just took some effort, but fortunately the poison was solved.
The boy listened to his words, his lips moved, hesitated for a while, and said thank you.
The old man handed him a small stool, he took it, the stool was a bit short, he only had one good leg, it was a bit funny when he sat down, the old man laughed.
"Kid, what's your name?"
The boy lowered his head in the old man's gaze, looking at his toes. The hair on his forehead blocked his vision, and the old man couldn't see his expression.
He only heard his childish but indifferent voice, saying very calmly.
"I don't have a name."
Now it was the old man's turn to be stunned. The boy was fifteen years old, but at this age, he had no name. The old man had lived for a long time, and seemed to have thought of something, so he didn't ask again.
Some dead men and killers have no names, only code names. After they die, other people will take over the code names.
The corner of his eye fell on the boy sitting at the door. Today was almost dusk, and this place was located in a valley. The dim afterglow of the sunset shone down from the top of the mountain and fell on the boy.
He was against the light.
The old man took out the firewood, submerged it in the water, extinguished the fire, and put it aside. He
then wrapped the handle of the medicine pot with a handkerchief and poured out a bowl of medicine.
He walked to the boy with the medicine bowl, squatted down, and handed the medicine to the boy, who took it.
The bowl was very thick, and it radiated warmth in his palm. His eyes were inexplicably red.
The old man put his hand on his head.
"Let me give you a name, how about..."
He thought for a while before speaking.
"Let's call you Yu Chi, Yu as in Feng Yu, Chi as in Chi Long."
...
"You know my name, but I don't know yours."
"Want to know?"
"Yes."
"Yu Chi."
"Which two characters?"
"Yu as in Feng Yu, Chi as in Chi Long."
The memory of asking Yu Chi's name with those two characters when they first met suddenly appeared in Gu Jue's mind, forming a closed loop.
Yu in Fengyu, Chi in Chilong.
The person who gave Yu Chi this name is long gone. It turns out that he already knew the old man's ending since then.
The old man gave Yu Chi this name, but he didn't tell Yu Chi why he gave him this name.
Hongyu was leaning on the table with her cheek in her hand. Seeing that they were in a somewhat silent atmosphere, she spoke to break the current atmosphere.
"He hopes that you will be as blessed as this name in the future, and have a prosperous and beautiful life."
Her words caused Yu Chi and Gu Jue to look sideways at the same time.
In fact, it's not just the hope that Yu Chi will have long blessings in the future, there may also be some expectations of the old man for Yu Chi.
The word "Yu" is an auspicious word in itself. It originally means a ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for rain, which means "letting rain overflow and fill the dry lake", and is extended to mean blessing the earth.
The word "Chi" itself implies beauty and auspiciousness.
Perhaps the old man guessed from the wounds on Yu Chi's body, the fact that he had no name, and the poison on his body that Yu Chi had not had an easy life, so he gave him such a name.
I hope he will be well in the future.