Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 63 Ordinary Days, The Tree of Zhaojue

"This...this is..."

The doubts in Chu He's eyes slowly dissipated, and when he looked up again, the doubts disappeared, replaced by a state of habit.

"Get up and have some porridge."

Yumei rolled up her broken hair by her ears and said softly.

"it is good."

Chuhe readily agreed, and just wanted to get up.

"Hey, don't move."

I saw Yumei dressing and tying him coyly, while Chuhe's body froze, like a marionette being manipulated unskillfully.

It was as if it was the first time for both of them to do such a thing.

"Yumei worked hard for you last night."

The fingers that tied Chuhe's waist paused slightly, Yumei's expression froze, and she said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, it's what a wife should do."

…………

Smell the fragrance of flowers in the air, blowing a comfortable warm wind.

Looking up at the village, Chuhe felt a sense of identity and belonging in his hometown, as if he had lived here since he was a child.

"Brother-in-law, what are we going to do today?"

Behind him, there was a loud voice, and Chu He turned his head subconsciously, and saw a tall man with his sleeves and trouser legs rolled up.

Seeing a rough and strong man who seemed to be older than him calling him brother-in-law, Chuhe instinctively felt a chill.

The conflict in my heart flashed away.

"Brother-in-law, let's go hunting in the mountains."

"No, I want to go home."

Chuhe refused.

"Haha, why go home, let's hunt some rabbits today, and ask my sister to cook us a good meal of stir-fried rabbit meat."

The big man smiled heartily and said familiarly.

"This……"

Looking at the weathered face of the big man, Chu He suddenly said, "Xiao Qi, how did you and your sister know each other? Why don't you look alike?"

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment with a simple and ignorant smile.

"How did you know each other..." This question made Qi Jing's mind freeze, and he shook his head for a long time before speaking slowly.

"I...I don't know."

"...you look like an idiot."

Chu He complained, and then took a closer look at Qi Jing's cheeks. Compared with the appearance of his lovely wife at home, it was a pile of shit.

How could there be such a big contrast between siblings.

Did Xiao Qi pick it up?
The doubts in my heart suddenly grew wildly like weeds.

Huhu~

Warm breeze.

A sudden breeze blew across the top of Chuhe's head, and that strange sense of incompatibility was gently erased by an inexplicable force again.

"Brother-in-law, let's go hunting wild goods today."

The memories of the two seemed to be reset.

Qi Jing showed a silly smile and invited again.

"I... ok."

Chuhe paused, and inexplicably agreed.

"Let's go then."

Chuhe always felt that something was weird, but he couldn't tell, so he had no choice but to rub his face, shake his head, and followed Qi Jing's footsteps.

Starry night.

"Is it delicious?"

In the kitchen, Yumeiyu leaned on the table with her arms, her big black eyes seemed to be filled with stars, looking at Chuhe expectantly.

"Um... how do you say it?"

After eating a rabbit's head, Chu He looked calm and was about to comment.

"Sister, everything you do is delicious!"

At this time, Qi Jing, whose mouth was full of oil, patted his stomach and shouted loudly.

Yumei ignored her younger brother and stared straight at Chuhe.

"Well, it's delicious..."

The corners of Chuhe's eyes twitched slightly and he smiled.

"Really?"

Yumei suddenly smiled, and the surroundings seemed to be dim.

"Ah."

Chuhe smiled calmly and kept drinking water.

"If it's delicious, then eat more."

After all, twisting her thin waist, she was going to fill another bowl for Chuhe.

"Hey, no need, I'm full."

Chuhe grabbed Yumei's bright wrist and smiled.

"Sister, I want another bowl."

Qi Jing raised the empty bowl and shouted.

"But I don't think my husband has eaten much."

Yumei turned a deaf ear to Qi Jing's words, she didn't even turn her head away once, and looked at Chuhe with her big watery eyes.

Chu He suddenly felt the pressure double, and waved his hands again and again.

"Yumei, I'm actually not very hungry today..."

"Sister, have another bowl."

Qi Jing waved the empty bowl like a child who couldn't grow up.

"My husband has been running around in vain during this time, so I should eat more. Since you like to eat, then eat more."

"Ha~ I'm suddenly a little sleepy, it sounds a little tired."

Chuhe cleverly changed the subject.

"Sister, have another bowl."

Qi Jing persisted, still poking his neck and saying.

"If my husband doesn't eat it, then forget it. It's a pity that I made a pot of these wild game, and I'm afraid it will be wasted."

Yumei felt a little regretful, but she no longer forced Chuhe.

"Huh?" Chu He was stunned when he heard that, pointing to Qi Jing who kept making noises and said, "It's not a waste to give all of these to Xiao Qi."

"Oh, Xiao Qi said just now that he is not hungry."

Qi Jing: "..."

The night is dark, the village is quiet, and the river is rushing.

Chuhe was sleeping on the bed, listening to the beautiful woman breathing evenly.

With his head resting on his palms, he stared at the darkness ahead, recalling the chaotic images that came to his mind earlier, but the more he thought about it, the more blurred it became.

I always feel like I've forgotten something important.

Chuhe originally wanted to think carefully and dig out the memory of his brain.

next moment.

An inexplicable sense of fatigue surged, causing Chuhe's eyelids to twitch, his thoughts became calm, his breathing gradually became even, and he fell asleep.

…………

Crimson rough rock walls, hazy blood mist.

In a suspended cave about a hundred feet in length, red lights flickered on the walls, and red stars were dotted with them, illuminating a dark red banyan tree.

The trunk is thick and flesh-colored, and it is impossible for several people to hug it. The broad leaves are shining with a magnificent red awn, and the dense leaves and thick branches seem to shake regularly with each breath.

call--

A column of white air suddenly pierced through the forest leaves, spraying like a long white spear on the steep rock wall, blasting a hideous gap in the blink of an eye.

Through the scattered and flying red leaves, one can vaguely see a huge black snake entrenched among the tree crowns.

The scales of the whole body are dim in luster, and the whole seems virtual and real.

If you look closely, you can see that the top of the giant snake's head is protruding, and there are hideous horns, but there is a huge and tragic wound on the abdomen, and there is a pale yellow turbid fluid on the edge of the wound, which continues to corrode the wound.

woohoo-

As the body of the python undulates violently, the dots of forest leaves around it, the flickering light pouring into its body, slowly repairing the wounds in its body.

At the bottommost branch, a hazy red mist slowly blows, and oval shaped objects like silkworm cocoons hang densely like stalactites under the fleshy banyan tree.

Among several red silk cocoons with bright lines and thin cocoons, Chu He's face loomed on one of the cocoons.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes in pain, his consciousness seemed to be struggling violently, trying to break free from this boundless and sinking dream world.

But at this time, the red mist rushed into his mouth and nose as if consciously, and after about a moment, Chuhe's face calmed down again, and the cocoons around him became thicker and thicker.

(End of this chapter)