Yezhao Sandbar

Chapter 18

Once in samadhi, it is as if you have reached the state of perfection, there is nothing outside your body, and your ears don't hear things outside the window. When Duan Qianmo opened his eyes, his whole body looked brand new from the inside out, but he felt hungry. In fact, he wouldn't be hungry at all. If he didn't smell it for a while Meaty words.

Ah Xi pierced the meat with a short blade, and the poplar wood she found somewhere lit a fire at the entrance of the cave, and the thick smoke and the smell of meat drifted into the cave.

Duan Qianmo coughed a few times, smelled the smoky smell on his robe, and said dissatisfiedly: "Pull the fire away, this king can't bear this smell!"

Ah Xi seemed to have just realized that he was out of samadhi. She turned her head and looked over, her face was normal, but her eyes were a little dull, and her lips were covered with chapped blood.

He moved his lips, his voice was low and weak, "If you don't light a fire at the entrance of the cave, you will freeze to death!"

Duan Qianmo snorted disapprovingly, "Isn't it just right that this king is dead? Isn't this what you expected?"

Ah Xi turned her head away, staring intently at the roasted horse meat in her hand.

Duan Qianmo was so depressed and angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, he thought to hold back first, and teach him a lesson after he got out of the ghost town.

Neither of them spoke anymore, the sound of the wind passing through the winding rock walls, like a devil crying, the outside of the horse meat was already browned, the fat sizzled out and fell into the fire, sparks burst out, and the meat smelled even worse .

Duan Qianmo calculated the time, it was three hours before he entered the orientation, and it should be noon now, if he didn't go out before dawn the next day, he would suffer even more, he didn't want to go without a grain of rice for several days Non-stick.

Ah Xi wrapped the roasted horse meat with the hem of her robe, and drew out the short blade to cut the meat. Duan Qianmo looked at the oily cooked meat wrapped in the robe with disgust. The food and the robe were stained, it was simply horrible, The people of foreign culture are indeed vulgar and barbaric.

Looking at the piece of meat that was pierced by the blade and handed directly in front of him, Duan Qianmo swallowed subconsciously, frowned and said: "This king doesn't eat such pickled things!"

Ah Xi took it back without saying a word, and just gnawed it. The barbecue was hard to swallow. He had no appetite. In order to fill his stomach and maintain his strength, he had to swallow it forcefully. If he couldn't swallow it, he grabbed a handful of snow to moisten his throat.

Duan Qianmo simply closed his eyes and fell asleep, but opened his eyes from time to time to glance at him, watching him swallow with his neck choked, wondering if it was really so unpalatable?Fortunately, I held back and didn't stuff it into my mouth. This kind of food is an insult to his tongue.

Ah Xi ate a small piece and couldn't eat any more. She wrapped the other half of the untouched meat in the torn fabric and placed it beside the fire that was about to go out.

"The thread rests for a while, and we will leave when the wind stops." He found a more comfortable position and leaned against the entrance of the cave, and just closed his eyes and opened them again, "Please trouble me, the lord will wake me up later."

Duan Qianmo looked at him, moved a little inside, and asked himself to ask him to come in and rest. If he couldn't do it, it depended on whether he was clever or not.

Ah Xi also looked at him sideways, but did not intend to move in. He is indeed a tribal person, and he is also a person who does not care about small things in order to survive. Get close to his noble prince.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Axi said: "It's certainly useful for the prince to adjust his breath to stabilize his physical strength, but if he has food to feed his stomach, why bother about not doing it cleanly? Some homeless people outside the Great Wall eat carrion to fill their stomachs. As long as they can If you live, no one will care what you eat."

Duan Qianmo said angrily, "You compare me to those vagrants!?"

"We are all human beings. In the face of life and death, what is the difference between superiority and inferiority?"

What else did Duan Qianmo say, Ah Xi turned her face away and closed her eyes.

He looked at Ah Xi angrily, he would get sullen, and when the anger subsided, his eyes fell on the bag of barbecue, and he struggled secretly for a moment, just to save his strength, it was definitely not because of his provocation, it was just that a man could bend and stretch.

With a gesture of his hand, the roasted meat was in his hand, and he opened the cloth bag. The roasted meat was still steaming, a smell of meat penetrated into the nostrils, and the mouth immediately flooded with fluid.

Although he hadn't eaten for a day and a night, he still maintained the elegance of eating. He tore off a small piece of meat and put it in his mouth without any haste. , I might not even look at it on weekdays, but under the harsh conditions of the biting cold wind, being able to eat a bite of meat is simply a blessing in disguise.

He put it down after eating half of it, carefully wrapped it up and put it in the extinguished coke, his stomach was full, his energy was good, and he had nothing to do, so his eyes naturally fell on Axi.

He leaned against the entrance of the cave, with one leg flattened and the other bent, his right hand resting on his knee, and his left hand hanging limply on the ground. On the top of the head, the eyes are tightly closed, the eyebrows are covered with melted snowdrops, like the dew on the flowers under the scorching sun, the flames evaporate completely, and the face under the mask is not visible. Seeing this decadent state is also shocking. .

Duan Qianmo rushed over suddenly, and stopped moving when he came to him, feeling a little unspeakable panic in his heart, the movement he made was not small, but the person in front of him didn't respond at all.

Could it be...

The short moment of raising his hand was like going through several reincarnations, his whole body and even his heart, eyes, and mind were almost full of various living Ah Xi.

On the pasture, the tribal people desperately tried to save his life regardless of life and death.

On the Populus euphratica tree, there is a handsome young man who is as quiet as a sand sculpture looking at the setting sun in the desert.

In the Manyue Building, the little guy who focuses on tasting hand-caught meat.

In the dormitory, the stubborn Ah Xi who shed tears silently.

He didn't notice that the fingers touching Ah Xi's nose were trembling slightly until a faint breath floated on the fingertips. Duan Qianmo lowered her tightly shrugged shoulders and let out a deep breath.

Sitting face to face blankly for a while, he pulled Ah Xi into his arms, and the two of them squeezed into the narrow cave, the body in his arms was terribly hot, and it was difficult to breathe.

Duan Qianmo was inexperienced in how to take care of patients, so he had to lean on his shoulder. Ah Xi, who had not moved at first, suddenly started to twitch her limbs, and then suddenly opened her eyes. Duan Qianmo was startled, seeing that his eyes were empty Lifeless, looking at the empty mid-air without any focal length.

Duan Qianmo was a little nervous, and called softly: "Axi!"

For this call, his reaction was convulsions all over his body, uncontrollable convulsions, unconsciousness, apnea when Duan Qianmo was shaking, and his lips were blue.

Duan Qianmo was really frightened. He suddenly remembered that when he was young in the palace, the youngest Ninth Prince died of convulsions after three days of fever.

It would have been different if he had been put on a cloak that night or taken shelter in a carriage.

Duan Qianmo was a little annoyed, he might as well have killed him yesterday, so as not to let him die of typhoid fever now, without venting his anger.

He doesn't have the ability to heal diseases, thinking that the Taoist mentality can not only strengthen the body, but also have the effect of controlling the disease, so he had to clasp the three Yin meridians on his wrist and push some zhenqi. Exhausted.

The person in his arms became quiet, and seemed to be humming. Duan Qianmo raised his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, touched the sweat on his hand, it turned out that the internal force flowing in the body opened up the stagnant orifices, and forced the sweat out .

After sweating, he started to get cold. People in a coma are unconscious, but they also maintain a reticent nature. They don't cry out that they are cold, but just keep going to a warm place.

Duan Qianmo opened his arms, watched helplessly as he buried his face between his legs, hugged his waist with both hands, feeling that it wasn't enough, trembling, he nuzzled his treasured place, because this part had the highest temperature.

On weekdays, Duan Qianmo never refuses anyone who throws himself into his arms. Of course, it still depends on whether she likes her appearance. Although Ah Xi is not good-looking, but she is slender and in the Mood for Love, it is Cheng Huan's good age.

At this time, Duan Qianmo was like a stunned youth who had gone back ten years. He didn't know where to put his hands.

He wanted to push him away, but hesitated again.

He snorted heavily, helped him up, wrapped his arms tightly, and hugged him in his arms.

Ah Xi was still shivering, and began to cry out for the cold. Through the thick winter clothes, she could still feel the damp from the inside to the outside of the sweaty clothes. It was no wonder it wasn't cold.

Duan Qianmo hugged the man in a self-defeating manner, put it on his lap and then wrapped it in his arms, so that his back and chest could be protected, no matter how cold he was, he had no choice but to see if this kid's good luck could withstand it. live the night.

The person in his arms gradually quieted down, Duan Qianmo thought, he was really repaying grievances with virtue, there are very few people like him these days, otherwise there would be infighting among various factions in the court, intrigues in the harem, and chaos at the border Ning, the shadow of swords and swords in the rivers and lakes.

Hai Qing He Yan Si Hai Gui Ning, these are all unrealistic extravagant hopes.

"Mom..."

Duan Qianmo lowered his head and listened carefully, Ah Xi's call was very vague, but he still heard clearly, "Ama.", like a child waiting for sweets.

"Grandma... I don't want to sleep under the bed at night..."

"You really... love me too... Mom..."

Under the bed?

Duan Qianmo was stunned for a while, maybe this was the reason for his indifference.

...It turned out that his name was Ye.

No matter how tyrannical and cruel people are, there is always a piece of softness buried deep in their hearts, which exists indifferently and eternally in a place beyond the reach of time.

Duan Qianmo thought of his mother and concubine, she was a gentle woman, like every woman in the harem, in order to win the favor of the only man in the nine palaces, with the belief that mothers are more valuable than children, they used all means and methods It was extremely extreme, but in the end, Yiren passed away forever, and the only thing that could be taken away was a sigh.

Since ancient times, emperors have been lucky, and there is no shortage of women and sons. The original contentment and happiness are obliterated by the glory of the people. The love of children and family happiness is compared with the imperial power. The difference between the map of mountains and rivers and the territory, no matter how beautiful it is, it is only virtual. Phantom, how can it compare with the magnificent rivers and mountains above and below.

What kind of woman is Axi's aunt? For such a dull and indifferent person, he would only call "Ama" when he was sick and unconscious, so earnestly and sadly. .