The cold night is silent, and the light snow falls quietly.

The man in green clothes sighed back to the moon residence alone.

The snow in the courtyard is deep and the road is muddy, and you can hear the sound of snow stepping on every step.

The dead branches and cold snow reflect the cold moon.

I thought about the pulse below my fingers over and over again as if I was uncontrolled.

Failure and slow, fine and messy.

It is so decay that it is almost impossible to feel.

Sometimes he felt that it was just a temporary illusion, sometimes he felt that the warmth of his fingertips was still there, and his pulse was extremely real.

Yun Xiao slowly stopped at his feet and slowly stopped in the snow.

The sudden burst of darkness in front of him, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, and there seemed to be a pulse beating weakly under his five fingers of his right hand, slowing down.

It is about to die.

Yun Xiao suddenly turned around and looked at the brightly lit Yinzhuju.

Fighting with your fingertips, holding it tightly the next moment.

Ye Luyeyuan was waiting in front of Duanmu couch, and was now coming out of the door of Yinzhuju. He saw the man in green standing outside the door and frowned slightly between his eyebrows: "Didn't Master send you back to rest? Why did you go back?"

Yun Xiao's face was dim, his eyes were light, and he whispered: "Master just woke up, I'm a little worried... Why did the senior sister come out?"

"My master was sleeping for several days. At this moment, I was a little hungry. I went to the stove to make a bowl of hot porridge for my master." After Ye Luye said that, he looked at the person in front of him and ordered again: "So you take care of Master first, and I will go back."

Yun Xiao nodded and pushed the door open.

Behind you can hear a man in green walking quickly.

Duanmu leaned on the couch, "looking at" the emptiness and nothingness in front of him in a daze. Hearing the low sound of the door opening and then closing, Fang Qing came back to his senses.

"Xiao'er?"

"Yeah." Yun Xiao walked to the edge of the couch and looked down at the woman on the couch's pale face and bloodless lips. "The master's face was a little bad, so let Xiao'er take the master's pulse again."

Before the woman could respond, the man in green reached out and held the person on the bed with his right hand from Xuewa's neck and held it in his palm. He took the pulse with his other hand and looked at it.

It refers to the lower pulse and the lower arm is smooth and weak, and it is not a critical pulse.

Duanmu said lightly: "You are not hindered by your teacher, don't worry..." Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

Just because on the right wrist, the boy's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Xiao'er?"

Yun Xiao lowered his head and his hand on the woman's wrist gradually stopped, "Master, why are you hiding from us?"

My fingers jumped very lightly.

The woman on the couch lowered her eyes and was quiet. After a long time, she said lightly: "If there is something that Master has not told me, it should be the time for not coming... It is not advisable to tell me all." After that, she turned her wrist and took her back: "It's late at night, Xiao'er went back to rest. I have no teacher..."

The boy suddenly spoke, "Is it really okay?" While speaking, he used force between his fingers, tightly clamping the woman's wrist, and did not allow her to take it back. "Master, did you hide anything from us?"

The woman's breath is gradually unstable.

With a little eyes down, Duanmu said, "...you let go."

The boy did not respond, and his voice was only sharper: "The disciple saw two pulses in the master's pulse, and the disciple saw two pulses in front and behind. One was the weak and mild pulse; the other was..." The voice trembled uncontrollably, and Yun Xiao said: "... it is the pulse of death that is about to decline in the five internal organs."

In the young man's palm, the woman's right wrist trembled almost imperceptibly.

Yun Xiao felt aroused, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Master... has been hiding his meridians?"

The woman on the couch hung down and looked at the boy, and her fingertips slowly curled up. "No."

Yun Xiao's five fingers tightened suddenly, Duanmu felt a sharp pain in his wrist, his breath was unstable for an instant, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Xiao'er..."

Yun Xiao asked again: "Master, have been hiding his meridians?"

Duanmu's wrist was trembling slightly, but because he was dizzy and weak for a long time, he could not exert any strength, so he could not break free from the boy's hand. He could not sit still for a moment, and his eyes were staring straight ahead.

Yun Xiao looked at the woman's expression and felt the trembling wrist in his hand. His heart trembled slightly.

Duanmu's lips are as color as snow, but they just don't say anything. They gradually close their eyes.

The man in Qingyi twisted his heart, his five fingers shook, and he instantly let go of the woman's wrist, and a black light flashed in front of his eyes.

It seemed that the person I loved before was not her, but myself.

The dim candlelight of Yuanhuo lava lamp shines in the house, swaying silently.

"Xiao'er...retreated..." The man in green said in a low voice, turning around and leaving.

Duanmu stretched out his hand to cover his right wrist and slowly spoke behind the young man: "If the blood vessels are about to die, all the internal organs will be weak... and most of them are powerless to turn the sky and cannot be cured." After a moment of pause, the woman continued: "As a doctor, we should treat people's injuries and diseases and save lives. But if the medicine is not a doctor and there is no way to turn the sky, even if life and death are destined... we should also take it lightly."

With a "bang!", beside the man in blue, he waved his hand to the ground.

The sound of the cup falling and breaking sounded throughout the night.

Duanmu's ten fingers trembled and couldn't help but shock.

"Master is right..." The man in blue kept waving and trembling: "If it was really a vein that was about to die, my disciples read the books of Chinese medicine in the valley, but they could not find a way to save it... I felt that in just three years, my master was about to die."

Yun Xiao's eyes were red, but he chuckled: "How can he not take it lightly?"

Duanmu's heart suddenly hurt.

The next moment, the man in green walked out quickly and was meeting Ye Luye who had heard the sound. "Why did he give birth to..."

Ye Luye saw the tears on the young man's face at a glance, and shook for a moment.

On the side of the clouds, I walked quickly by the man in green clothes.

Ye Luye turned around and looked at the man in green's back as he moved away from him and gradually became dark.

He suddenly stopped again.

"Master's drowsiness began for several days?" Yun Xiao stood in the dark of the corridor with his back to Yeluye and asked, "Do you still remember it?"

Ye Luye frowned and replied, "The second master of Master in the middle of September has begun to take the Gu for his master."

Yun Xiao shook his body, and he seemed to have a trembling tremble.

The leaves are twisted tighter between the eyebrows.

"Thank you... Senior sister told me." After the boy said that, he continued to walk into the night in the distance of the corridor.

Ye Green Leaf lowered his head and silently for a moment before entering the house.

Seeing the cup of porcelain on the ground, I was stunned for a moment, closed the door and leaned over and picked it up one by one.

He said at the same time: "Junior brother just cried."

Duanmu sat quietly on the couch, his heart trembled and it hurt slightly.

"I'll bring the porridge and my master drinks some."

"……Um."

...

The cold moon shines on the snow, reflecting light and shallow footprints.

The snow is still falling, floating on the young man's clothes.

A blue dress slowly passed by the night, and a few drops of warm water fell.

Yun Xiao slowly closed his eyes.

The next day, the green leaves saw a winter bird sighing and flying out of the moon residence and heading straight to the southwest.

Seeing Yun Xiao go to the kitchen to serve medicine, Ye Luye glanced at him: "Who is the junior brother passing the letter to?"

The man in Qingyi slowly poured out the medicine juice from the medicine jar and said warmly: "Go back to the senior sister. He is the second uncle."

Ye Green Leaf was quiet for a moment, and then said coldly: "If it is the master's affairs, you can discuss with the master. The second master is not the same as us."

The man in Qingyi slowly picked up the small white porcelain bowl filled with medicine, shaking slightly between his fingers. He lowered his head and spoke a little mute: "Senior sister is right."

Ye Luye was slightly stunned, and the next moment he saw the man in green turning around and leaving with the medicine bowl.

Chen is approaching Si, and the morning light passes through the deep forest valley and sprinkles on the snow in the frost courtyard, which is warm and cold.

Even though his injuries gradually healed, he would occasionally walk in the courtyard from Boyuzhang to guard the formation.

The grass and trees in the middle of the chrysanthemum are covered with snow, and they are decayed and have no rebirth.

The courtyard has not changed, the orchid fragrance gradually dissipates, and the orchid is in the middle, and it also shows the empty space.

The man in green clothes walked slowly to the Zhuju with a bowl of medicine.

His eyes were cold and cold, and he was a little cold and sad.

If you can choose, you will only want to get rid of all the insects and insects in this life, but you will not want to get close to you again!

However, there is no medicine for the medicine and stone, and there is no way to turn things around.
To be continued...