Thousand Autumns

Shen Yan took back all his thoughts, and his tone was calm: "When I went to Wangcheng yesterday, those people at Dou Yanshan were still there. I had to wait a few more days, and when those people from the rivers and lakes were gone, I would take you back to Changan.

Yan Wushi shook his head. At this moment, he was very laborious: "It's too late ..."

What's too late? Shen Yan was about to ask, but saw that he had closed his eyes and was motionless.

He burst out of his mind and stepped forward to sniff Yan Yanshi's breath.

Still mad, just falling into a deep sleep.

But the pulse is even more chaotic than before. If you compare true qi to humans, it seems like dozens of people are fighting in his body at this time.

Shen Zhen tried to instill a trace of Qi, but Qi quickly returned, and together with the turbulent air flow in Yan Wushi's body, he furiously countered at him. Shen Qi had no choice but to withdraw quickly.

During this sleep, Yan Wushi slept until noon.

The old man has not yet returned. According to Banna, it was yesterday that a business traveler asked him to be a guide. It will take several days to return. This is not the first time. To the west is the Gobi Desert, a yellow sand. The road It is long and difficult to identify. Often people get lost in the desert and never return. Locals are familiar with the road and know how to get out of the desert.

The bruises on Bona's neck and on her wrists were almost the same. Shen Yan accompanied her to speak for a while, and Bona took the sheep out to graze, while Shen Min brought the lamb soup made by Bona back to the side. courtyard.

When he returned, Yan Wushi just fluttered his eyelashes, waking up.

Shen Kun prepared two bowls of mutton soup, and prepared to wait for the other party to wake up before asking him what he had said before he was unconscious.

Yan Wushi opened his eyes and stared at the veil over his head.

Shen Yan said, "Do you feel any discomfort? Only then did I detect your pulse, and you should have a few qi ..."

Yan Wushi: "Beauty, brother."

Shen Yun: "..."

The weird silence spread through the room, and the mutton soup was filled with faint umami, as if laughing at Shen's aphasia.

Yan Wushi: "I, it hurts."

This tone didn't look like Yan Wushi, who Shen knew, but it was sent by another person who occupied his body. Shen Ye glared at him, almost doubting that the lord of the sacred prince was on the body.

Shen Ye calmed down: "What's wrong with you?"

"It hurts ..." Yan Wushi looked at him with a look of grievance, as if he was accusing Shen Zhe of standing still.

Shen Ye lived for thirty years, and he has experienced even the hardest dilemmas, but he has never been like this now, and I do n’t know how to react.

Is Yan Wushi pretending to be poor?

This is simply impossible. Taking him as a person, it is the most normal reaction before falling asleep.

Shen Ye remembered his gentle and harmless smile before.

But now it's a little different than before.

Shen Yun: "Do you remember your name?"

Yan Wushi blinked, his expression twitched in the corner of his mouth.

"I am ... Xie Ling ..."

Xiling ... Thanks?

Shen Ye suddenly remembered that Kun Xie had said to him that Yan Wushi's surname was Xie, who came from the former family, and this time he visited the Dragon Club to get his mother's relics.

Rao remembered this layer, and Shen Ye still felt a little incredible.

He frowned slightly and thoughtlessly.

The mutton soup was a little cold, and a layer of oil blossoms appeared on the soup.

Yan Wushi's gaze swam back and forth between Tang and Shen Wei, hesitant to say, "I'm hungry ..."

Before this moment, even if Yan Wushi was in Pingyang, Shen Hua never imagined that the other person would look at himself with a confused look and please, saying "I am hungry."

Even if the other party had no regrets, ridicule and sarcasm as before, Shen Ye felt normal, because that was Yan Wushi.

But why did this happen?

He couldn't help rubbing his forehead, feeling very tricky.

"Apart from the name Xie Ling, what else do you remember?"

Yan Wushi's hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't even hold the soup bowl. Shen Yan had to feed him spoonful.

"do not remember……"

Shen Yun: "Do you remember Yan Wushi's name?"

Yan Wushi shook his head, his expression of doubt was not false.

Shen Yan could not help but sigh again: "Can't you remember?"

Combined with Banna's words, and Yan Wushi's performance before and after several wakes, Shen Yan seems to have a clue.

In a nutshell, the disordered Qi and injured head may be the reason for Yan Wushi's personality change.

He spends most of his time sleeping, but each time he wakes up, he often exhibits different behaviors, sometimes just a fragmented memory of a temperament; sometimes it returns to normal, like before; sometimes it ’s like Na ’s description, Furious, completely unable to control himself.

But Shen Yun is not a healer, he can only think of these, how to get Yan Wushi back to normal, but he has no way at all.

He didn't know whether Yan Wushi would have a new temperament in addition to the temperament that he is now showing.

"I remember ..." Yan Wushi licked his lips after a bowl of mutton soup.

"Huh?" Shen Zheng was about to get up and heard him look back at him.

Yan Wushi: "When I fell asleep, you kissed me ... and also, mutton soup flavor."

Shen Yun: "..."

Suddenly good-tempered Shen Yan suddenly had the desire to buckle the other bowl of soup he hadn't drank on his head.

Yan Wushi seemed to be aware of his mood, could not help shrinking back, and looked back at him with that aggrieved expression.

Shen Xun helped the amount, and asked the sky silently.

Chapter 60

In the setting sun, Bona returned with her flock. As usual, she drove the flock to the sheepfold, but instead of putting the lamb in her hand back, she took it to knock Shen Shen. House.

Shen Yan came quickly to open the door, and when she saw Bana, she smiled, "You are back."

He made a sideways move, but Bona didn't go in, only probed the brain at the door, for fear that Yan Wushi was going crazy like yesterday.

But the man just sat on the bed and looked at her quietly, and his expression was not as violent as yesterday.

Banna: "Is he fully recovered?"

Shen Wei smiled and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's worse."