Under the red light of the torch, the blood stains on the footprints were like ink spots. Looking at that spot, Ning Que's face turned pale and he found that he had been shaken back to his original place by the inhibition at the entrance of the cave.
The shoe on his left foot had been smashed into a cotton-like thing. He tore it off and struggled to sit up. Looking at the entrance of the cave that had been shrouded in darkness, his eyes could not help showing a trace of fear.
Previously, when he violently crashed into the entrance of the cave, just at the moment when he was about to hit the inhibition, the thick and sticky Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to have sensed something and suddenly became violent. It turned into a terrifying ocean and directly rolled up his consciousness and body!
Ning Que had never been to the Kingdom of Song and had never seen the famous Sea of Storms. But he believed that even the real Sea of Storms was not as terrible as the ocean that he had fallen into.
The ocean that was condensed by the thick Qi of Heaven and Earth was shaking violently both on the surface and at the bottom. Thousands of huge whirlpools made it impossible for him to react or struggle, and he directly sank into the depths of the sea. The omnipresent pressure in the depths of the Primordial Qi ocean turned into countless extremely thin needles, piercing his clothes and skin, and then directly into his body.
The seemingly strong Great Spirit in Ning Que's body was like a candle in this violent ocean. It was instantly extinguished and scattered by those thin needles. The pain brought by those countless thin needles directly destroyed the protection of his sense of perception by his Psyche Power, which made him extremely painful.
In the end, the violent ocean turned up a wave and easily knocked him back to the shore.
He could feel that the wave was at most one ten-thousandth of the power of the ocean, but it seemed to be more powerful than the fist of Xiahou he had met on the shore of the Hulan Sea in the Wilderness!
Hearing the noise, Sangsang hurriedly ran out of the hut and saw Ning Que falling on the ground by the light of the torch. She was shocked and without thinking, she ran into the cliff cave.
Ning Que forcibly swallowed the blood that rushed to his throat and shouted, "Don't come in!"
Since childhood, they had lived a difficult life. In order to survive, they had long cultivated a tacit understanding between them. No matter what situation they encountered, Sangsang would always unconditionally carry out Ning Que's advice. This had become a kind of instinct. Therefore, after hearing this shout, Sangsang did not come in no matter how worried she was.
She leaned against the stone wall and looked at the pale Ning Que. She asked in a trembling voice, "How is it?"
Ning Que put his left foot on his right knee, closed his eyes and began to meditate.
The Great Spirit slowly circulated in his body. After confirming that there were no major problems with the Sea of Consciousness, Ocean of Snow, Ocean of Qi, and the cyclone in his lower abdomen, especially after confirming that the violent ocean did not destroy the Great Spirit in his body, he was slightly relieved and said in a low voice, "It's okay. I won't die."
He had been injured too many times in his life, and Sangsang had seen him get injured too many times. As long as he didn't die, the two of them wouldn't take it too seriously. As long as he didn't die, he would be fine.
After the severely shaken sense of perception gradually calmed down, Ning Que stood up and slowly walked to the entrance of the cliff cave. He stretched out his hand and pressed it gently in the air. His palm suddenly felt sluggish. It did not feel like water, but more like a bag filled with water, soft but unbreakable.
"Why didn't I sense the existence of the restriction when I walked in?"
He looked at the entrance of the cliff cave and thought about the magic of the restriction. No wonder his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters were so shocked during the day. If he wanted to break out of the restriction, he was afraid that it would take a long time.
After confirming that it would be a long process, he gradually calmed down and prepared for a long battle. After a moment of silence, he looked at Sangsang and said with a smile, "Anyway, we have to eat first. Otherwise, we will starve to death before we die of old age. Let's go and see if there is anything to eat in the hut."
He wanted to make Sangsang feel more relaxed with this joke. But at this time, his face was pale, his expression was gloomy, his smile was forced, and there was blood on his chest. How could Sangsang feel relaxed?
"There is rice, vegetables, and meat in the hut. I don't know when it was prepared. I have steamed the rice before, but the water in the tank can only last for ten days at most. I don't know where to fetch water."
Sangsang reported the current situation to him, and then walked back to the hut to prepare dinner.
The cliff was silent, the stars were shining in the night sky, and the clouds were faintly visible under the cliff. It seemed that this place was no longer in the human world, and it was lonely and desolate.
Ning Que leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave and looked at the night view in front of the cliff. He was a little depressed. Although he knew that the Headmaster must have a reason to imprison him here, he still felt a little resentful and unwilling. He thought that he had done nothing wrong. Why was he imprisoned in this damn place like the Repent Cliff?
He heard the sound of water on the right front. He looked over and saw Sangsang squatting on the edge of the cliff, washing vegetables. The little girl probably had no concept of the cliff scenery or the concept of human insignificance. After washing vegetables, she naturally poured the water mixed with sand in the basin directly down the cliff.
Perhaps only Sangsang could ignore such a steep and terrifying precipice and focus on washing vegetables on the edge of the cliff. He wondered if the white clouds at the bottom of the cliff would feel the same when they were drenched by a basin of vegetable washing water as when they were drenched by a clear waterfall.
Ning Que quietly looked at Sangsang's figure and thought that he was lucky that he would not hear any bullsh * t mountain songs, and he did not need to worry that she would splash him like the vegetable washing water.
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The food was ready. Although the ingredients were simple, the fragrance was still carried into the cliff cave by the mountain wind.
Ning Que used a stone to draw a deep line at the entrance of the cliff cave. While Sangsang was cooking, he slowly felt it with his palm many times and finally determined the scope of triggering the inhibition.
Sangsang put a large bowl of hot food on the ground outside the cave. Then she took a piece of firewood and carefully pushed the bowl over the line according to Ning Que's guidance.
"This inhibition really doesn't care about dead things. Otherwise, I would starve to death."
Ning Que held up the bowl of rice with vegetables and bacon and said happily.
The two of them held the hot food and sat on the ground facing each other for dinner, just like they usually did in the Old Brush Pen Shop. The only difference was that they were separated by a table, but now they were separated by a line.
The line was very short, but it divided the two worlds of the cave and the cliff plateau. Ning Que was inside and Sangsang was outside. Fortunately, they were together after all.
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The cliff faced the west and the terrain was extremely high. Without the cover of the tactical array of the Academy and surrounded by green trees, the mountain wind was extremely strong. Especially at night, the cold wind whistled back and forth and the cliff plateau suddenly became cold.
The food in Ning Que's bowl was still warm, but the bowl in Sangsang's hand had already become cold. She subconsciously shrank and wanted to lean to Ning Que, but did not dare to cross the line.
Looking at the little girl's shivering and cold appearance, Ning Que thought of the fairy tale again. His mood and eyes became cold along with the temperature of the cliff plateau. He thought that Sangsang had been suffering from coldness since she was a child and could not stand such torture. Thinking of this, his hatred for the Headmaster of the Academy suddenly came back and he cursed in a low voice.
Just when he was about to find a way to trick Sangsang to go down the mountain, he suddenly heard footsteps on the stone path below the cliff plateau.
Although he had been imprisoned for less than half a day, Ning Que unexpectedly became happy when he heard the footsteps. He shouted, "Which brother is so kind to come to see me?"
Suddenly, he understood how the monkey felt when he was trapped under the mountain.
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In the night, Eldest Brother clasped his hands behind his back and Second Brother carried a load and walked up the cliff plateau.
Eldest Brother was very relaxed, but Second Brother's load was very heavy, as if he were carrying two small mountains.
When he took out the things from the load, he found that it was all-inclusive, including water, rice, vegetables, firewood, meat, wine, books, chess, zither, and even two old hens.
Sangsang carried the two old hens back to the hut happily, thinking that she could make chicken soup for her young master. He just vomited so much blood and really needed nourishment.
Ning Que looked at the clucking old hens in her hands and was shocked. He sighed and said, "Senior Brother, you are really generous. I don't know how you carried such a steep mountain. Why do you carry so many things? It seems that you really want me to live in this cave for several years? "
Although Second Brother was the most powerful person in the world, he was not a professional porter after all. It was a bit hard for him to carry the load all the way. He did not answer Ning Que's sigh, but took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the sweat on his neck. Then he straightened the crown on his head and looked at Ning Que seriously. He said, "Younger Brother, you have to wake up. This is definitely not a matter of ten days or half a month."
Ning Que thought that Second Brother was really not a qualified visitation, and he did not even know how to say auspicious words.
A bonfire was lit on the cliff plateau. Sangsang was dozing off in a deerskin coat. This coat was sent by Senior Sister Yu Lian and was just the right size.
The fire shone on Eldest Brother's old coat, as if it was a broken lantern, and Second Brother's high crown, as if it was a lonely peak with a single tree growing on it.
Ning Que sat in the cave and could not help laughing at this scene. He pointed at Second Brother's high crown and said, "It really looks like a piece of firewood."
Second Brother asked, "What's so funny?"
"Why is it funny? I won't tell you. " Ning Que said with a smile, "Second Brother, in fact, everyone thinks the high crown on your head is very funny. But no one told you because they were afraid that you would be angry.
Second Brother frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Don't talk nonsense. If you are afraid that I will be angry, why do you dare to tell me now?"
Ning Que pointed at the line in front of him and laughed. He said, "Because I can't get out of the cave, and you can't get in either. I thought for a long time and finally came up with this benefit. How can I not use it?"
Eldest Brother looked at the two and smiled without saying anything. He thought that Jun Mo would probably not continue to be so boring after meeting such a person like Youngest Brother.
The bonfire crackled.
Second Brother brewed tea and poured four cups. The first cup was sent to Eldest Brother respectfully, and the second cup was placed in front of Sangsang. Then he flicked his index finger and the third cup of tea was thrown into the cave.
The black teacup fell in front of Ning Que and stopped after spinning three times. Not a single drop of tea spilled out.
Second Brother attached great importance to etiquette and rules, so he was particular about the order of serving tea. He served the elder or the virtuous first, and then the young. As for the third cup, he gave it to Ning Que because he was in prison.
Ning Que thanked him and raised the cup to his nose to sniff it. He did not drink it and suddenly asked in a low voice, "If I really can't get out, then I really can't get out?"
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(Sangsang is washing vegetables in the precipice. If you want to talk about whether Jiang Ye has any aesthetic pursuit, if you don't think this word is too pretentious, this picture is my favorite.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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