Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 107: Heartbeat
The snow in Meishan is bigger than that in Luoyang, the cold wind is bitter, the cold wind is howling, the quiet mountain col, the yellow grass, and the swaying flames, everything is bleak.
A small pile of firewood is now piled up in the cave. Beside the firewood is a fire, and not far behind the fire is a comatose red bean. The white long clothes soaked in water have now been toasted, but it is obvious that the temperature here is still a bit cold.
Red Bean closed his eyes, shivering unceasingly, and at the same time, his eyebrows were frowning vigorously. It was painful to see.
Ye Queduan sat beside the fire, holding a wooden stick with a snow rooster stuck in it.
The chicken feathers have been plucked out, and the internal organs have been hollowed out, leaving only the delicate and delicate chicken. Taking a look at the red beans, Ye Que made the fire more vigorous. Amidst the crackling noise, the fire rose a few inches, and the temperature in the cave rose slightly.
The white snow chicken tumbling back and forth on the fire, the color of the chicken skin changed first, from snow white to light yellow, from light yellow to golden, and then began to scorch slightly, the outermost layer of snow chicken skin The hair is slightly curly, and it seems to be a bit brittle.
A drop of golden fat rolled slowly from the chicken, and then dripped down the skin onto the fire. The flame rose instantly, then fell again, and the cave filled with a burst of meaty aroma.
Put the wooden stick in front of your eyes, poke your finger at the skin of the snow chicken, just right, tear off the tenderest piece of wing meat, then pick up a small pile of snow from outside the cave, and use your spiritual power to poke the snow Melt, and then slowly feed the winged meat into the red bean's mouth.
The snow chicken is cold-resistant and has extremely high calories, which is just right for the current red beans.
The snow chicken that was chopped up by Ye Que's spiritual power, combined with a small mouthful of snow water, slowly flowed into the stomach of the red bean. Finally no longer shivering all the time, and his face also has a trace of ruddy.
Ye Que ate the remaining snow chicken thoroughly, and fed the red beans three times in the middle.
The night is deeper.
The snow is bigger.
The whistling sound of the cold wind is stronger.
The temperature in the cave has become even lower, even sitting next to the fire seems to be of no avail. Of course, none of this is a problem for Ye Que, Tianyuan Bodyguard, these Xu's chills are not a concern.
It's just that Hongdou is still in a coma, even if she has a high level of cultivation, but the body hasn't mobilized her true essence at all, and she is still constantly consuming it. It seems that the girl is still fighting in the spirit of Hongdou. Isn't it that the immortal keel has not been subdued?
As a cultivator, even if the spiritual protection body is not activated, it will not be frozen like this by the cold wind!
Shaking his head, Ye Que was a little bit distressed.
After a moment.
The red bean lying next to him made a slight hum, which seemed to be very painful.
"Hey."
Ye Que turned his head, sighed, looked up at the falling snow outside the cave, then at the fire beside his hand, and finally glanced at the red beans lying on the ground.
"What should I do?"
"Let it fight on its own? According to the red bean's cultivation base, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Even if I want to help her, how can I help? The fire is already burning, and the water and heat have been fed to her? What else can I do?"
"Is it possible to hold her to keep warm?"
Ye Que is a little fanciful. Although he is a cultivator, he does not cultivate pure ‘Tao’ or ‘Buddha’. In his previous life, he cultivated the sword, and when he returned to his youth, he cultivated "Xi Xin". Naturally, there were no clear rules and precepts. He didn't join any sects, and there was no rule. The only Tianmen that is considered a sect, he himself is the sect master, and he alone has the final say on the rules.
But as soon as this idea came into being, it was immediately cut to pieces by Ye Que.
Ye Que felt that Red Bean was very pleasing to the eye. This is true, but he is not a real hooligan. The little girl is now in a coma and fainted. She didn't agree with her. You just want to hug her. Isn't this taking advantage of others?
Furthermore, with the temperament of the red bean girl, if she knew about it, she might do something crazy! Maybe it's possible to chop yourself raw, even if you don't chop the top, you can't stand the bottom.
"Hey."
He sighed again, Ye Que looked at himself reluctantly, and then simply took off his coat and put it on Red Bean.
"Benevolence and righteousness are exhausted!"
"Look, I have taken off all my clothes for you. If it gets colder, nothing will happen to me. In the big deal, I will make the fire more prosperous for you."
I added all the wood beside him to the fire. The flames did burn more violently, but it didn't help. It should be cold or cold.
For the falling snow and howling cold wind, how much can a little firewood do?
Ye Que covered his clothes entirely on Red Bean, and wrapped her tightly, showing only a small face. Fortunately, the men's clothes are a bit fatter, and Ye Que's figure is tall enough to just wrap the red beans.
It was fine at the beginning, but after a while, Hongdou's mouth began to hum intermittently, and even his teeth began to tremble up and down.
Gently place your finger on the red bean's forehead.
Boiling hot!
The red bean was actually infected with wind chill!
A cultivator with a high level of cultivation is still infected with wind chill, and the temperature is so hot.
It seems that absorbing this immortal dragon bone is still too reluctant for Adzuki beans. This dragon bone even destroyed her whole body's resistance ability, turning it into an ordinary person in a short time.
The temperature of the red bean's body is getting higher and higher, and his cheeks are burnt red, and there is no sweat on his forehead.
In such a cold environment, sweating is indeed improbable.
Ye Que just stared at Red Bean in a daze, but he was struggling deep in his heart~ IndoMTL.com~ Hug? Hug or not? Shouldn't it be understandable to hug each other in this case? Well, I can understand it for sure.
When the red bean screamed again in pain, Ye Que gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to gently hug the red bean, and then held it in his arms. At first, Ye Que just let his body slightly touch Hongdou's body, but before Ye Que could move, the little girl in her arms twisted her body subconsciously, and she squeezed into Ye Que's arms. His head rubbed Yewei's chest firmly.
It looks like a wounded kitten.
Slowly spin Tianyuan to make his body as warm as possible, Ye Que raised his hand not knowing where to put it.
After making gestures for a long time, in the end, his left hand was placed on Adzuki Dou's back, and his right hand wrapped Adzuki's head.
Two people, in a cave, are next to a bunch of swaying flames, and not far away is the snow and the sky, a vast expanse of whiteness. There was no sound between heaven and earth, and only two people's heartbeats remained in Ye Que's ears, as well as the faint breathing of Hongdou.
At the beginning, the hearts of the two people were beating one after another, and slowly they jumped to one frequency.
Ye Que didn't look down at the red bean in his arms, and slaughtered the demon Shura arrogantly. At this time, he did not dare to bow his head, as if he was a scourge. In a daze, a piece of scales appeared on the side of the red bean, similar to fish scales, but more domineering and mighty than fish scales, and the scales were looming.
Ye Que, who looked up at the roof of the cave, was naturally invisible, and his mind was blank now.
This night, for the first time, Ye Que did not practice. He just watched the cave all night with his eyes open, listened to the falling snow all night, and his heartbeat.
Ye Que even recorded the number of heartbeats, a total of 52,821 times.
(First update.)