novelraw Chapter 48
Chapter 48
Chapter 48
When Zhou Lang woke up, he couldn't believe that he was not dead yet.
Still lying in the stone coffin, I don't know how long it has passed.
His stomach growled, and Zhou Lang touched his empty stomach, feeling extremely hungry.There was a dull pain in his chest, and the place injured by Li Mochou was obviously still not healed.
However, if he didn't eat something, Zhou Lang felt that he was about to die.
Pushing away the stone coffin, Zhou Lang climbed out holding his breath.Surrounded by empty stone walls, there is nothing to eat.With a pale face, she took a few breaths, and slowly moved along the wall.
You have to find something to eat!
Xiaolongnv is a person who doesn't eat fireworks, but Yang Guo wants to eat.There should be a kitchen and food in the ancient tomb, but it is probably raw.Xiaolongnv raised Yufeng and made honey.
Zhou Lang felt that it would be more useful to look for Xiaolongnv's honey jar.
Zhou Lang was lucky enough to go around several tomb passages, and finally found a storage room, which contained some large pottery pots and some small bottles and jars.
The tip of the nose smelled sweet, and Zhou Lang felt that this was where Xiao Longnu put the honey.
Sure enough, following the scent, Zhou Lang found several small white porcelain bottles of the same size and shape in a wooden box.She hurriedly opened it and smelled it, it was honey, and hurriedly drank it in one gulp.
Yufeng's honey was really sweet and delicious. Although Zhou Lang's stomach was still empty, he felt that his body seemed to have some strength.Looking at the porcelain bottle in the wooden box, Zhou Lang decisively drank three more bottles of honey.
"You can't drink good things like this, right? If the body can't absorb it, it will be wasted!" Ah Liang reminded.
"If you can't absorb it, then you can't absorb it. It's better than starving to death!" Zhou Lang was weak.
She touched her chest, felt a dull pain, and coughed a few more times, thinking about how to treat her internal injuries.Generally speaking, if there is another person around, passing on some internal energy to her, and running with the internal energy of her whole body, should be able to heal the injury.It's just that she is the only one in the ancient tomb now, and she can only heal herself by herself.
After thinking about it, Zhou Lang took the wooden box containing honey, found a tomb with a bed, and began to heal himself.
First, he opened the electronic human vein map. Zhou Lang saw that the blue light on it was intermittent, and there were large patches of black and red on her chest. It was obvious that she was seriously injured.
"How to heal the wound?" Zhou Lang weakly asked the little face on the electronic map.
"It's enough to use the internal force to open the blocked tendons and repair the red damaged tendons." Xiaolian said coldly.
"Okay, I'm self-reliant!" Zhou Lang closed his eyes, first slowly gathered the blue light in his body by feeling, and then slowly led them to his chest.
Zhou Lang didn't know that many of the injuries she suffered could not be healed by themselves, but she could 'see' the damaged tendons in her body by using the electronic human tendon map, so she could heal herself, of course It's only the tendons and veins, as for the damage to the internal organs, you still have to drink medicine for self-cultivation and treatment.
Just like this day and night to heal his wounds, when he was tired and hungry, he would find out the Yufeng juice hidden by the little dragon girl to drink, or go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge or something. Before he knew it, Zhou Lang also stayed in the ancient tomb for more than half a month. up.
Although the injury was not completely healed, there was no serious problem in his actions. Zhou Lang went to the tomb and went to the basement through the tunnel.
The Nine Yin Manual is engraved on the ceiling of the basement. Zhou Lang held up a candle and glanced at it roughly. It's not that she wants to learn the Kung Fu of the Nine Yin Manual, but she just has this opportunity to read it. Who wouldn't be curious!
Guo Jing knew the scriptures of the Nine Yins, but he was so stupid that he felt that he should not learn the scriptures of the Nine Yins, so he almost didn't use it, and he didn't pass on the scriptures of the Nine Yins to others.
Huang Yaoshi also knew the Nine Yin Manual, he only had the second volume, but the first volume was destroyed, and later burned the second volume in Ah Heng's tomb, he himself didn't bother to learn the Kung Fu of the Nine Yin Manual.
Huang Rong was smart, she had already memorized the first and second volumes of the Nine Yin Manual by heart, and Guo Jing knew that it was written in Sanskrit, and she even memorized the translated articles by heart.
However, Huang Rong would not easily teach others such peerless martial arts secrets as the Nine Yin Manual.And Zhou Lang and Itachi never said they wanted to learn.
The internal strength of the Nine Yin Manual is not uncommon. Zhou Lang thought it was very useful, so he memorized it carefully.
"Senior Lin Chaoying is indeed an extremely smart person. He engraved the scriptures of the Nine Yins, and even noted the fastest and most effective way to practice them." Zhou Lang muttered, feeling that Xiao Longnu was holding the Nine Yins. If you don't learn the Yin scriptures, it's a bit of a waste.
Now Xiaolongnv came out of the ancient tomb, but later, she went back to the ancient tomb several times, and she didn't learn the Nine Yin Scriptures much. People have to sigh, it's really not a firework on earth.
Following the map of the ancient tomb, Zhou Lang found the water pool from the ancient tomb, took a deep breath, and plunged into it.
Holding his breath in the water, Zhou Lang finally got ashore wet all over the shallow water for a while.
Panting heavily, she sat down on the edge of the pool all of a sudden, her chest heaved violently, and the pain became more and more intense.Zhou Lang knew that it was because his injuries were not fully healed. The internal injuries had dragged on for a long time, and now he dived again, which seemed to be more serious.
However, the surroundings are full of weeds and gray rocks, and there may be wild beasts infesting, or there may be some bandits and bandits. In her current state, she may not be able to please anything she encounters.
Zhou Lang rested for a while, tried to calm down, and wanted to leave here as soon as possible, and find a safe place to hide.
Leaning on crutches, his whole body was drenched. In March and April, when the cold wind blew past, Zhou Lang couldn't help shivering a few times.At this time, she really missed Itachi very much. If Itachi was by her side, how could she be so miserable!
As he walked, he saw more and more people, and when he occasionally met a few pedestrians, everyone was in a hurry, either avoiding Zhou Lang or trying to flirt with him.Zhou Lang could only pretend to be stern and soft-hearted, to scare away those people with malicious intentions.
In fact, they are all low-level characters. In the past, Zhou Lang didn't even look at them, but now he has to spend his time pretending to dismiss them.
It was not easy to come to a somewhat desolate town, and found a somewhat dilapidated inn.Zhou Lang entered the door and touched the purse on his body, but it disappeared at some point.She only has the white jade flute that she took out from the palace.
Seeing Zhou Lang's downcast appearance, the shopkeeper was about to drive her away, but saw her pull out a white jade flute from her waist and put it on the counter.
"Shopkeeper, this is for you. I want to stay in the hotel. Give me a good and clean room, and the surrounding area should be quieter."
Zhou Lang thought this white jade flute was not good enough for Itachi, so it is not a pity to give the shopkeeper the rent.
The white jade flute is crystal clear, and the carving is also extremely exquisite.Although the shopkeeper didn't know how much the flute was worth, he was not blind, at least he knew it was a good thing.
"Okay! A first-class room!" The shopkeeper yelled loudly, and put away the white jade flute with a smile.
Zhou Lang followed the waiter to the guest room, but did not notice the thoughtful gazes of the two little beggars opposite the inn.
After washing, he changed into fresh clothes, drank a bowl of porridge in a hurry, and Zhou Lang fell on the bed and never wanted to get up again.
I don't know how long I've been asleep, and there are some faint sounds in my ears, which seem to be the knocking and shouting of the waiter at the door, or the muttering of a stranger, and it seems that I heard the voice of Itachi calling her.
Maybe she missed Itachi too much?
Zhou Lang didn't want to pay attention, she was really tired.
However, she didn't want to pay attention to it, but someone still tormented her.
Needlings were given again, and she was fed bitter medicine. She wanted to spit it out, but someone pinched her nose and had to swallow it.
Woolly, if she finds out who dares to drug her like this, she will definitely whip the other party eight hundred times!