Beauty has a disease

Chapter 25 Dream and Reality

Ember shook her head, Zhan Shuyun lifted her foot and walked in, but her wrist was grabbed again.

He looked over and questioned with doubts in his eyes.

"There are no traps, but there is smoke."

Zhan Shuyun then stretched out his hand to her, but Ember shook her head, "There is no antidote." She said, "We didn't carry it with us."

Zhan Shuyun was speechless for a moment, "You guys are independent, is it because the antidote is so precious that someone will pick it up?"

Unexpectedly, Ember really nodded, "It's quite precious, and food should not be wasted."

What kind of explanation is this, does it mean that the antidote can also be eaten as a meal?
The antidote is also a medicine, and whoever is fine will eat medicine as a meal.

Ember had already gone in to clean up again, Zhan Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief, took out the antidote he always carried with him, took it, and followed him in to observe.

He is interested in the way arrows shoot.

The coherence and connection of the organs are completely controlled by human design. This house is not a specially created organ space. Under the condition of no one controlling it, the arrows are fired one after another and the power is not small. I don't know how it is arranged.

Zhan Shuyun looked intently at the top of the wall, and saw that the top of the wall, including the roof, was surrounded by a circle, and there were small mechanism crossbows distributed regularly. Each mechanism crossbow was tied with a very thin thread, and the part illuminated by the moonlight shone with fragments of light. .

Go over and have a look, it's silver wire.

He laughed, "Isn't it a waste to use silver wire to arrange the trap?"

"A man may not wear gold and silver, but he cannot live without food."

It makes sense, but it's full of nonsense when used here.

The silver threads are intertwined and criss-crossed, running down the wall and converging towards the center of the house through the angles of long logs. Zhan Shuyun followed the silver threads, and finally stopped in front of the upside-down nail row.

Through the gap he saw a row of raised blades.

It turned out to be the case.

In fact, the layout of the mechanisms here is not complicated. Generally speaking, when the rope is cut off, the nail row will fall, and the nail row will press out the buried blade. The blade cuts off the silver wire, and the silver wire suddenly loosens. .

As for Mixiang, he hasn't seen it yet.

"Where is Mixiang?"

Ember was currently picking up the machine crossbow on the roof, and replied casually after hearing the words: "The misty smoke hasn't been released yet."

Zhan Shuyun: "...Didn't it mean that there is still smoke and you can't enter it at will?"

"Yes." Ember nodded and said, "There is some misty smoke, but it's just that I haven't had time to put it out yet."

So you're playing tricks on him?
Ember hugged a bunch of small machine crossbows and flung them down the wall. She turned around but still stood on the wall. She smiled at Zhan Shuyun, "I told my lord that you don't need smoke to cure the disease, but you can't cure it." The medicine should not be wasted, why did your lord take the antidote?"

Is that what it said?

The meaning of those few words is this, and it is not this meaning, the difference is huge.

"Medicine should not be taken indiscriminately." She emphasized.

Zhan Shuyun folded his arms and stared at Ember for a moment, feeling that his crooked eyes were a bit glaring.

He touched the back of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, pulled the corners of his mouth, and began to help clean up the trap.

This hidden guard has a unique personality, he thought in his heart, it's hard for her to stay in the dark all the time without being noticed.

It is said that the long night is long, but Ember does not feel how long the night is.

After a night of fighting and aftermath, she went back to the mansion and first briefed her grandfather on the situation, and then cleaned up and treated the wound. After the busy work, the sky had been polished, so there was not much time left for her to rest.

The injuries suffered today were all minor, but the shoulder injury worsened after a night of tossing, and it didn't feel noticeable that she was distracted when she was acting, but at this moment, being idle took away all her energy.

Even though more than half a month had passed since the shoulder was injured, it was still not healed, the twitches and twitches affected the nerves, and the pain was painful.

Ember didn't know how long she had been in a drowsy sleep, but she just felt uneasy, with all kinds of sounds and images filling her ears and mind, making it hard for her to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Tick--

The bright red blood drops are thick, dripping down the drooping fingertips, adding fresh color to the dry dark red on the ground, the candles are flickering, the blood in the nose mixed with the rotten breath lingers, lingering and gathering on the cross The living dead, the tattered clothes are tightly stuck to the body with dried blood stains, the light yellow liquid mixed with blood streaks is constantly soaked in dark red after washing, the head is drooping, and the hair is messy. If it is not for the slight ups and downs of the chest, it is not an exaggeration to call it a beauty with bones .

"Look, you are indeed Kohler's capable general. On the high platform of the city wall, you can say that you are heroic and heroic, and you don't give in to the eyebrows. Now this half-dead embarrassment can make people sigh that I feel pity. It is really rare in the world." Beautiful, but what a pity..."

The cold scimitar rubbed against the neck a few times, but it slipped over the shoulder and neck unexpectedly, swept along the left arm, and finally stopped at the wrist.

"Not very interesting!"

There was a muffled hum that was so subtle that it would break when it was heard, and the sound of dripping rattled hurriedly.

The red snow is attached to the cold blade, which breaks the tendons of the beauty.

"It's this hand that blocked my arrow feathers." The man discarded the scimitar casually, and wiped the bright red splash on his hand with a handkerchief. "It's better to use up the hand that ruined my tribe's plans."

Ember's consciousness was ups and downs, and she didn't know what day and night it was, but her instinct kept her from going to sleep, if she fell asleep, she wouldn't be able to wake up...

Indistinctly, they left, as if someone came in again...

"Miss?"

"Miss!"

"Miss has a fever."

"Miss, wake up!"

Ember suddenly opened her eyes, her chest heaving and panting violently.

It turned out that it was not impossible to sleep deeply, she was not in that memory now.

She stared and looked aside, it was Yuan Yue who was watching her helplessly by the bed, her eyes showing worry.

"Miss, you are awake, you scared us to death."

With the full moon supporting her, she licked her dry lips, Lian Ying put the copper basin aside, twisted the veil and put it on her forehead.

"Miss, you have a fever. Sister Lian Shuang has gone to see a doctor."

The water-soaked handkerchief rose steaming, Yuanyue turned her head and poured her a glass of water, wanting to feed her, but Ember said, "I'll do it myself."

Having been with Ember for a while, Yuanyue naturally had a better understanding of Ember's temper, so she obediently held it and didn't put it in Ember's mouth.

Ember moved her right hand, and found that she didn't move much, and the numbness was rampant, probably because she was pressed under her body for a long time while sleeping and temporarily lost consciousness.

Ember could only hold the cup with his left hand, but it shook violently. When the glass of water was about to be brought to his mouth, there was only half of it left, and the part slipped away from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't drink much.

Seeing that Ember had finished drinking, Yuanyue hurriedly took the cup, refilled it and brought it over, "Miss, do you still want to drink it by yourself, or should Yuanyue feed you?"

Ember shook her head, not saying whether she didn't drink water or didn't need to feed the full moon, or both.

She just lowered her eyes to look at her hand, even if there is no heavy object in her hand at this moment, it is still shaking and hurting, just like when the tendon in the hand was cut off, it hurt so much...

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