The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 27 Two Ghost Stories

After drinking, the two officially entered Snake Mountain.

Even though Wen Yi was mentally prepared before, she was still horrified when she saw so many snakes for the first time.

Snake Mountain is not big, but it takes at least half an hour to walk through it.Be it on the side of the road, in the grass, or in the woods, densely packed with colorful snakes, which are poisonous or not, you can basically tell at a glance.

Wen Yi almost clung to Song Yunqian, her body trembling slightly, every step she took was thrilling.The snakes were really as she said. When they came, the snakes would leave automatically. However, they didn't go too far. They were densely packed and piled up two or three feet below their feet.

Walking into the woods, Wen Yi felt her heart tremble. The books were covered with strings, not fruit vines, but colorful boa constrictors.No matter how courageous she was, she was scared out of her wits at this moment.

She reached out to hug Song Yunqian's waist, and whispered: "Don't push me away, please, just this once."

As soon as he spoke, he startled a boa constrictor with thick arms on the tree. The boa constrictor slid down from the tree with a whoosh, and landed at Wen Yi's feet with a puff. On Song Yunqian's back, shaking Song Yunqian tightly.

With a sullen face, Song Yunqian bent slightly and stepped over the python to walk, and pushed Wen Yi's butt with his backhand, throwing Wen Yi up a bit so that he could walk more easily.

Wen Yi leaned on his back, grateful in her heart, thought that he would abandon her, but unexpectedly he would be willing to carry her on his back.No matter what kind of bad attitude he had towards her before, now, because of his help in her extreme fear, everything in the past can be forgotten.

Song Yunqian's scalp was actually numb. He was carrying Wen Yi behind his back, so why didn't he give himself a sense of security?He had never seen so many snakes in his life, and he was even glad that he drank realgar wine just now, otherwise he believed that if outsiders entered the mountain, the snakes would definitely attack them in groups, and the consequences would be disastrous.It seems that it is not she who takes Tianlang Mountain too simple, but herself.

Finally, around Xu time, I came out of Snake Mountain.

The two of them were almost paralyzed on the ground, Wen Yi recalled the situation just now, her stomach retched, she held onto the branch and vomited dryly, until she burst into tears.

After being in ancient times for so long, she has never officially cried once, but now she really wants to hug someone and cry hard.

The man in front of her was obviously not the one to cry, but she couldn't help the pain, grief, fear and fear in her heart, so she hugged the tree trunk and began to cry.

Song Yunqian didn't expect her to burst into tears suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a serious face: "Why are you crying? Isn't it coming out now?"

Wen Yi wiped the tears off her face with her hand, turned around abruptly, and said hysterically, "You are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to see, you are not allowed to listen, and you are not allowed to stop me!" Buried in his knees, he burst into tears again.

Song Yunqian was taken aback for a moment, he had never seen such a fierce, so, so... fun Yang Luoyi, it seemed wrong to describe it as fun, but at the moment he couldn't think of other words, because her crying was very loud.

He said sullenly: "Now I know I'm afraid, I know I'm crying, and when I told you not to follow me, you just wanted to be brave. Now you know the danger, don't you?"

Wen Yiben was crying so hard, but he choked up after he said a few words. Even though her heart was still sore, she no longer had the desire to cry.She stared at him with tears all over her face, and said angrily: "I told you not to talk, I can't cry now, it's so hard!"

Song Yunqian was dumbfounded, she couldn't cry and she blamed him?What kind of woman is this?

Wen Yi stood up and said, "Let's go, continue on our way, this place is not very safe after all, let's find a cave to spend the night."

Fortunately, the moon is bright tonight, illuminating the mountain road, but if you want to go up the mountain in the dark, the light is far from enough.Wen Yi squatted down again, opened the package, took out a wind lantern from inside, lit it with a flint and covered it with a glazed lampshade, and the mountain path suddenly became clear.

Song Yunqian looked at her, he was crying just now, but now he is so serious now, he really can't change it.Women are really ever-changing creatures.

He reached out to take her big package, and muttered: "My lord wants to see what you have brought." He opened the package and looked at her in surprise, beef jerky, pork jerky, candied fruit, pastries, sesame seed cakes , medicated oil, tung oil, wormwood, kettle, flagon, straw paper, coat, salt, flint, dagger, and some messy gadgets, "You brought so many things up the mountain? Why didn't you take them out earlier if you had meat to eat?" There are also pastries, my God, I’m starving to death!” He took a piece of pork jerky, put it in his mouth, and continued vaguely: “It’s still useful to take you up the mountain.”

Wen Yi wiped away her tears, tied up the package, and said, "Don't eat it yet, find a cave to rest and then eat slowly. It's so dark, there will be wild beasts coming and going."

Song Yunqian took the package and said: "This king will carry it for you, you hold on to my sleeve so as not to fall down the mountain."

Although it is said to be a mountain road, it is actually overgrown with weeds and thorns, and it is extremely steep, which can be described as very dangerous.

This was also the first time that Song Yunqian spoke to her in such a gentle tone.

He was carrying the parcel and carrying the lantern, seeing Wen Yi staring at him blankly, he couldn't help but lower his face and said indifferently: "What are you looking at? Let's go!"

Wen Yi snorted, and pulled his sleeve according to Yan's words, and the two of them slowly went up the mountain, looking for a cave.

After Haishi, I finally found a cave. This cave is much bigger than the cave in the daytime, and there are dense weeds and shrubs at the entrance of the cave, which can hide people's eyes and ears.

Wen Yi spread the coat in the package on the floor, and the two of them sat on the coat, and then began to feast.

After eating, Song Yunqian picked up some dry firewood outside and set up a fire to keep warm.

Wen Yi turned off the wind lamp, saving some tung oil.

Song Yunqian took a sip of water, water resources are extremely precious now, so he didn't dare to drink more.

He looked up and saw Wen Yi staring at him, and was about to ask a question, but saw Wen Yi stretch out his hand and slap him across the face. He suddenly became angry, but she spread her palm, and in her palm was the corpse of a piebald mosquito and a puddle of blood , she said: "I beat mosquitoes."

Song Yunqian was furious, "Do you have to use such force to hit mosquitoes? You are avenging your own private revenge."

Wen Yi smiled, "Will beating mosquitoes be involved in official business? And I have no personal enmity with the prince."

Song Yunqian snorted, and suddenly felt a sharp itching on his face again. He saw Wen Yi's hand move slightly, and quickly slapped himself on the face, causing another mosquito to die in his hand.

He said angrily: "Why do mosquitoes bite me?"

Wen Yi smiled coolly, "I have wormwood in my arms."

He gritted his teeth and glared at her, and slapped another mosquito on the ear, "It's already autumn, and there are still so many mosquitoes."

Wen Yi took out the wormwood from the package and smoked it, and the buzzing of mosquitoes no longer lingered in her ears.

"It should have been ordered a long time ago, and I realized later!" Song Yunqian was slightly annoyed, thinking of a way to punish her, he put his hands on his thighs leisurely, and said: "The night is long, why don't I tell you a story! "

Wen Yi suddenly became interested, and said with a smile: "Okay, I like listening to stories the most."

Song Yunqian showed an evil expression, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He deliberately lowered his voice, and said, "This story is personally experienced by this king. By the way, this king was 15 years old at the time, and he learned martial arts from his master on the mountain. The whole mountain It was quiet and quiet, except for this king, Ke’er and the master, basically no one came in and out. On that day, the king was punished by the master for being lazy, and he stood from the evening to the evening. At that time, the king had a young heart , not afraid, the master asked me to stand until Haishi, but I was so angry that I stood until Zishi. After Zishi, Keer came out to deliver steamed buns to me. I was so angry that I didn’t eat them, so I threw the steamed buns away On the ground. Ke’er was angry, turned around and left. At this time, the king saw a steamed bun suddenly missing on the ground. After a closer look, he saw a hand suddenly appearing in the open space. The man’s hand was black and thin. Long, like the claws of a goshawk, he picked up the buns on the ground one by one, and said to Ben Wang in a gloomy voice: "My child, don't waste it if you don't eat it!" On the empty ground, except for this hand, I couldn't even see a person. I was naturally not afraid, and I stretched out my foot to step on that hand. Who knew that the hand suddenly became longer, and the nails went through the soles of my shoes and went straight into the soles of my feet. I only felt pain in my feet. There is no consciousness at all.”

After he finished speaking, he expected to see Wen Yi's frightened and pale face, but who knew that she looked at him with her chin resting on her face, and urged, "Speak, continue, I like to hear, ghost stories and the like are the best. There is love."

Song Yunqian gave her a blank look, and said angrily, "It's over!"

Wen Yi let out a long sigh, a little disappointed, "I thought there would be a follow-up, but do you know what that hand is in the end?"

"Besides being a ghost, what else could it be?" Song Yunqian's story was originally fabricated, so there would be no follow-up.It's just that I couldn't scare Wen Yi, and felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, which was something I thought out of my mind anyway.

Wen Yi approached him, and said in a low voice: "I also have a story, but I haven't told anyone about it. It's a little scary, are you afraid? If you're not, I'll tell you and relieve your boredom."

Song Yunqian made up that ghost story just now, and he was actually a little apprehensive in his heart, but how could he lose face in front of Wen Yi, so he sneered and said, "Joke, would this king be afraid? Just say it, if it's not scary enough, this king will not let you go. "

Wen Yi snorted, "Actually, it's not too scary. What the prince said just now was his own personal experience. I want to say this because I heard it." Actually, this matter is also Wen Yi's own personal experience, but, Because of the story, she couldn't tell her own experience, otherwise, it would lead to many things.

She straightened her expression, took a sip of water from the kettle to moisten her throat, and began to say: "The heroine of this story is Wen Yi..."

"Plague? Is there such a name?" Song Yunqian sneered, "If you make up a story, find a better name, at least it will be more convincing."

A row of black lines fell on Wen Yi's forehead. She is from Cantonese, and Cantonese people read Wen Yi, not a plague.

"The name is not the key, does the lord want to hear it? Don't interrupt if you want to listen!" Wen Yi said angrily.

(End of this chapter)