Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 235 Backtracking
This time, no one came to stop them.

When we arrived at the yard, Qingwu took a look around, but it was quite clean, without too many decorations, but the arrangement made people feel comfortable.

"Thank you for saving me." Ashman thanked sincerely.

"No, I like you more than them. At least you know how to repay your kindness. Besides, I will live with you in the next few days. I don't want to be disturbed by others."

Qingwu glanced at Ashman, who was a little stunned, and suddenly said, "That guard chief, you like him."

"You, how do you know."

"You can't hide the look in your eyes when you like someone. I can see that, so many years are not in vain." Qingwu sat on the bamboo chair, poured a cup of tea and played with it in his hand, but didn't drink it.

"Unfortunately, he doesn't like you." Qingwu continued.

Ashman smiled wryly, "I know, but it's not easy to let go. Over the years, he is the first one to make me feel warm."

Ashman glanced at Qingwu, "You are the second."

"It seems that your popularity is not very good."

"Well, I've been alone for a long time, but I forgot how to get along with others." Ashman sat down, his eyes were a little empty, as if he was remembering something.

"You should stay away from that Wei Chang, he is too kind to others, not suitable for you." Qingwu is not the kind of nosy person, and he hasn't persuaded others for a long time, and he talked too much today.

"Girl, thank you, can you tell me your name? We have already met." Ashman looked at Qingwu expectantly.

Qingwu shook her head, "We're just traveling for a while, you don't need to know me."

To be honest, Ashman still had some regrets. It was the first time she wanted to know someone, and it was the first time she wanted to be friends with someone.

"I'm tired, where is my room?"

Ashman stood up, "Follow me."

Qingwu closed the door and began to meditate to restore mana. The passage can only be opened for half a month. During this half month, Qingwu must get Jiuli grass, otherwise, he will have to wait another 300 years.

Now she can't afford to wait.

Qingwu took out the four-element mirror, and rubbed the mirror surface with her fingers, maybe the four-element mirror could help her.

Since the four-element mirror can record the scene wherever it goes, there may be the whereabouts of Jiuli grass in it.

However, mobilizing the four-element mirror takes a lot of consciousness and requires a lot of mana. She should go to the Li tribe first to see what she finds.

Ashman could know the whereabouts of Jiulicao, so those old men should know about it today, so he went to find those old men.

At the deepest hour of the night, Qingwu came to an old man's house.

When a person is asleep, his defense consciousness is shallow, and this is the easiest time to succeed.

Qingwu closed her eyes, stretched out her consciousness, and wanted to search for the whereabouts of Jiulicao.

But she underestimated the people here, for a tribe that can control beasts, the spiritual consciousness cultivated must be strong, and it is so difficult for Qingwu to use the spiritual consciousness now, even if he is sleeping, Qingwu has no choice but to give up.

It seems that now she can only pin her hopes on the four-element mirror. If it doesn't work, she can only use other means.

Qingwu began to look at the four-element mirror, looking back from the present, and not long after, she found the image left by Shi Che.

Shi Che said, "Since you want to check the quadruple mirror, it will be much easier for you to drop this thing on it."

After Shi Che finished speaking, a medicine bottle rose slowly from the quadruple mirror.

This bottle is warm to the touch, but there are really few things in it, but it is better than nothing.

Qingwu opened the bottle cap, put a drop on it, and continued to check. Unexpectedly, it was much easier, but this drop was consumed quickly, so Qingwu could only speed up.

One night passed, and Qingwu's spiritual consciousness was still a little too much, so he stopped and began to recover his spiritual consciousness.

There were only three drops left in the jade bottle, but there was still no trace of Jiuli grass. Thinking of this, Qingwu frowned subconsciously.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!" There was a crisp knock on the door, "Miss, come out for breakfast."

Qingwu opened her eyes, rubbed her temples wearily, "No need, don't bother me again today."

Ashman had a delicate mind, and quickly discovered Qingwu's abnormality. She said worriedly, "Girl, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you? Do you want to see the family doctor?"

Seeing this momentum, if Qingwu ignores her, she will probably keep talking like this.

Qingwu got out of bed and opened the door. Ashman, who was lying on the door listening to the movement in the room, staggered and almost fell.

The moment she raised her head, she was stunned, her eyes stared straight, and when Qingwu's patience was about to run out, she finally said, "Wow, girl, you are so beautiful! I have never seen you so beautiful people." Qingwu didn't wear a mask.

Qingwu frowned, "I told you I'm fine, don't bother me anymore!"

After finishing speaking, he began to close the door, and when it was about to close, his foot got stuck in the crack of the door, Ashman poked his head out and looked at Qing Wu, "But your face is a little pale, you don't look like you're okay."

"Now that you've seen it, you should know that what I need now is to rest, not to listen to your nagging here." The constant headache made Qingwu a little irritable.

Without the calm and breezy yesterday, I am a little more impatient.

Ashman nodded quickly, looking a little silly, "Yes, yes, it's my fault, you have a good rest, I will cook a meal for you, and make up for you."

After finishing speaking, she ran out, Qingwu looked at her back and frowned, why did she always think this Ashman was a bit strange.

Qingwu closed the door and continued to meditate, a faint light lingered on her body, which eased Qingwu's expression a lot and relieved her headache.

Three hours later, there was another knock on the door, this time the knock was more careful, not as hasty as in the morning.

Qingwu didn't open her eyes either, she just said softly, "Come in."

The sound of opening the door sounded, Ashman deliberately made light movements, put down the tonic soup in his hand, and glanced at Qingwu who was still meditating.

Clearing his throat, he said softly, "Girl, come and drink the soup, it's good for you."

Qingwu opened her eyes, glanced at Ashman, then at the soup on the table, it smelled really good.

"What is this?" Qingwu walked to the table, took the soup that Ashman handed over, and asked looking at the pieces of meat inside.

"Oh, this is a kind of monster from our side, which can restore consciousness." Ashman explained, this is what she bought with all the merit points in her name.

In their Li nationality, this kind of monster is very precious, after all, it is beneficial to the spiritual consciousness.

Qingwu raised her eyebrows in surprise, took a sip, the taste was delicious, and after a while, all the soup went into Qingwu's stomach.

Holding the tableware, Ashman walked to the door and said, "You have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

(End of this chapter)