[Comprehensive] This game is unscientific

Chapter 42 Atmosphere

The blue light flew towards him, very fast, with a faint sound of piercing through the air.

Chu Zhou had no idea that Qing Ji's final blow was coming towards him. He stood there, trying to dodge sideways but couldn't move.The dark blue light group arrived a few meters in front of him in the blink of an eye. He heard the sound of hunting wind in his ears, and stared at the front, but suddenly a figure appeared in his constricted pupils.

Qingfang watched the ball of light fly towards Chu Zhou, and he didn't have time to think about the reason why Qing Ji did this, and he didn't have time to recite scriptures to stop him. In the blink of an eye, he only had time to block in front of Chu Zhou.

Chu Zhou only saw the blue light and was about to hit Qingfang——

The opponent's eyes were still a little imperceptibly flustered, but they were completely blocked in front of him. This moment seemed to be frozen like this, and the time slowed down countless times. He could almost see all the expressions on the opponent's face clearly.

Qingfang has always been cold and indifferent, there is almost no other emotion in those eyes except indifference, and there is no other expression except for that smile, even his clothes are strictly indifferent.However, there was indeed a trace of fear in his eyes now, and his lips were tightly pressed together, a little white, and the silver-white hair was blown by the wind, sticking to his cheeks, flying.

It seemed as if he had finally walked out of the Buddhist hall, with the breath of an ordinary person.

Chu Zhou saw the ball of light hit, as if he heard a loud "boom", but in fact it was silent. The blue light hit Qing Fang, nothing happened, and then disappeared suddenly. .

There was a moment of silence in the monastery, even the sound of the wind seemed to be gone, and there was a dead silence.

He pinched the palm of his hand, took a deep breath, stepped forward slightly, and called softly: "...Master?"

The other party didn't respond, and his expressions and movements were fixed there, like a cold statue.

He got a little closer, gently grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes with one hand, and waved the other hand in front of his eyes, calling worriedly: "Master."

Qingfang finally reacted.

He suppressed the emotions in his eyes, his expression returned to indifference, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed Chu Zhou away, turned his head sideways, and spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

"Master!" Chu Zhou's eyes widened, and he quickly stepped forward to support him, not daring to speak loudly for fear of affecting Qingfang's body, so he said a long series of words softly and quickly, "Master, you are hurt, you hurt It doesn’t hurt, is this poisoning? By the way, Qing Ji is indeed poisonous. What should I do? Should I find a doctor..."

Seeing blood still dripping from the corner of Qingfang's mouth, he wiped it off with his cuff.

Qingfang grabbed his hand and pulled it down, holding it tightly. Seeing Chu Zhou so anxious, his heart moved, and he felt a little joy.Although his expression was still indifferent, it seemed to be a little softer than before. He spoke softly and replied one by one: "It doesn't hurt, it's just poisoning. There is nothing to do, and I don't want to see a doctor."

Chu Zhou held his hand instead, it was cold and there was no temperature at all, he asked worriedly: "But you are poisoned, why don't you ask someone to detoxify you?"

Qingfang lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Qingji is a monster, her poison is naturally not something humans can cure."

"Then, what should I do?" Chu Zhou opened his eyes wide and asked worriedly, "What should I do to detoxify?"

Qingfang was silent for a moment.This injury is serious but not that serious, and it is not easy to heal if it is not serious.As for the detoxification, although the toxicity is strong, he just needs to hold back the pain. After a while, his body will eliminate these toxins by itself - people with advanced cultivation will become invulnerable to all poisons. Thinking about it this way, Qing Ji also knew this reason before attacking Chu Zhou.

He wanted to say this at first, but when he saw Chu Zhou's worried expression, he said out of nowhere: "I don't know."

"What?" Chu Zhou was very surprised. He didn't even know about Qingfang. After the question, there was silence.

He blamed himself very much, if he hadn't stood near them, if he hadn't been able to escape, Qingfang wouldn't have suffered this injury.It would be fine if it was him who was injured. In this game world, he would not feel pain if he was seriously injured, and if he was poisoned, he would lose blood at most.

Seeing his expression, Qingfang faintly knew what he was thinking, and changed the subject lightly: "Let's go back first."

"Okay." Chu Zhou suppressed the thoughts in his heart, looked at the hands they were still holding together, and went back to the inn together without thinking too much.

Along the way, because there were some blood stains on Qingfang's clothes, passers-by kept looking at them curiously and in amazement.

After finally returning to the inn, it was already afternoon, and there were not many people in the inn. They paid a little attention, but no one was staring at them.

Chu Zhou helped Qingfang back to the room, then turned and left.He went downstairs, found Xiao Er, and asked him to help buy two sets of clothes.

"Okay." Xiaoer saw that there was no one around at the moment, agreed and walked out.

Chu Zhou suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, I will send some hot water and wooden barrels later."

Although this inn has a special place for bathing, some people bathe in the room, Xiaoer made a note of it, and went out to buy clothes first.

After Chu Zhou came back, he closed the door and saw that Qingfang was sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed, expressionless and pale, as if he was very weak.

He walked over to sit next to him a little worried, and touched the other's forehead, which was cold.Then he said worriedly: "Master, it's so serious..." If this continues and the poison cannot be cured, what should I do?

Qingfang opened his eyes, saw his worried face, shook his head slightly, took off his warm hand on his forehead, squeezed it tightly, and said: "It will be fine in a while."

Chu Zhou felt that the hand holding him was cold, thinking that he was comforting himself, forced a smile, and said, "Well, it will be fine."

Qingfang was silent for a moment, unable to bear his worry, he still said: "The poison will be cured after a while."

"Really?" Chu Zhou asked eagerly with surprise in his dark eyes.

"Well," Qingfang's heart softened for a moment, and his voice was a little soft, "really."

Chu Zhou couldn't care less about how abrupt it was that the other party didn't know about it, but now he said that the poison will be cured. He saw the serious eyes of the person in front of him, and knew that Qingfang would not say unfounded things, so he just felt happy.

The man in front of him who blocked the harm for him was good-looking, strong, learned to laugh, learned to comfort others, and gradually became gentle. This man is his master. He will not die, which is great.

The two sat together, very close to each other, looking at each other, a strange atmosphere filled the room.

Chu Zhou looked at those light-colored eyes and felt that his whole body would be sucked in, but what he didn't know was that Qingfang looked at his dark eyes with a stronger feeling than him.

"Dong dong dong", there was a sudden knock on the door, breaking the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere.

Chu Zhou woke up suddenly, only to realize that he had been staring at Qingfang for an indefinitely long time. He spurned his Yan control heart, didn't think about it, and quickly walked over to open the door.The boy brought the clothes, and two people followed him, bringing a large bucket of hot water.

They put down their things and left.

He thought that Qingfang was about to take a bath, so he stood at the door and said, "Master, the water is here."

Seeing that he was about to go out, Qingfang lowered his eyes and gave a low "hmm" before standing up.

Chu Zhou was about to close the door from the outside, when he heard a "bang", he hurried in, and saw the shelf of the washbasin beside the bed fell on the ground, he was relieved to see that Qingfang was fine.

He hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly: "Master, I should not go out." Qingfang is injured now, what if something happens?

The other party nodded, with no expression on his face.

It was really strange for Chu Zhou to think this way, and Qingfang must also feel uncomfortable.He walked over and closed the door and sat on the bed, staring boredly at the washbasin stand that had just been raised by the bed, dazed.

This room is not big, so there is no screen or other cover, he can feel the movement of Qingfang in the middle of the room from the corner of his eye, and the inexplicable atmosphere gradually rises again.

Qingfang seemed to have taken off his coat and looked around, he turned around a little, only saw a piece of bloody clothing thrown on the ground out of the corner of his eye, his heart jumped for no reason, and then his eyes turned back, no longer looking at that side.

The sound continued, especially in the quiet room, and finally stopped.

Then there was a sound of water, which made Chu Zhou feel a little terrified.

He didn't know why it was so strange, he could only secretly suppress the inexplicable fluctuations in his heart, comforting himself because Qingfang was usually too cold, and he had never seen him live like this with his own eyes.

The sound of "squeaking" water was heard, and suddenly stopped. He was a little curious, when he heard Qingfang stand up, followed by a cough.

He didn't care about anything else, and turned his head abruptly to look over.

Qingfang was holding on to the edge of the bucket, coughing lowly, a little dark blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Zhou hurriedly ran over, supported him, and wiped off the blood with the hand towel he took, worrying: "Why did you vomit blood again?"

Qingfang said in a low voice: "Don't worry, it will be fine after vomiting the poisonous blood."

Seeing that he no longer coughed, Chu Zhou thought that he might really recover after the poison was exhausted, and slowly let go of his heart, only to belatedly realized that he had been holding Qingfang's arm all the time.

The two were very close, and his clothes were a little damp from the steam.Qingfang's skin is very white, he has never seen the whiteness of the sky before, he touched the opponent's arm subconsciously, the muscle was a little hard, but the skin was moist and slippery, he suddenly seemed to be burned He flicked his hand away, and his heart beat rapidly.

Qingfang paused for a moment, then looked at him with some doubts, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He shook his head, stood a little further away, and said, "It's nothing." After speaking, he sat back on the bed, not daring to look at this side any more.

Seeing Chu Zhou leave, Qingfang breathed a sigh of relief.

He could still feel a little warmth in his arms. Just now when Chu Zhou was standing beside him, he felt a little nervous for some reason. When Chu Zhou touched him, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.Thinking of how shy Chu Zhou seemed to be just now, he couldn't help a little smile in his eyes, and his light-colored eyes looked gentle.

Maybe...the other party also likes him a little bit?

After Qingfang finished bathing and put on his clothes, Chu Zhou looked over.

Xiao Er bought two pieces, one black and one white, and he was wearing the black one.

If Qingfang was cold and indifferent when he was wearing white clothes, like a fairy living on the Tianshan Mountains, without seeing people, but when he was wearing black clothes, his face was expressionless, and he was really indifferent. Ordinary people might feel a little scared when they see him.

Qingfang saw that Chu Zhou had been staring at him, not knowing what he was thinking, so he suddenly laughed, like melting ice, and the whole room suddenly lit up.

Chu Zhou was still in a daze when he heard the other party's cold voice.

"Don't you take a bath?"

He was a little confused by the unexpected words, bath?

Looking at Qingfang's serious expression, it seemed to be a very common question, and he couldn't help thinking that the man in his room hadn't left yet, and the inn was a public one.

So, if you take a shower, you can only take a bath in this room?