Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 95

[Ninety-four, take care]

On Laojun Mountain, in the room of a farmhouse.

The walkie-talkie placed on the table by Qingchen suddenly rang: “Hello, I’m Luyuan from Kunlun.”

But he ignored it and let it sit quietly.

At this moment, Qing Chen was lying on his back on the white bed, he was biting a towel and his face was pale.

At the end of the bed, Jiang Xue took several bottles of iodine and cotton swabs that she bought in the morning, and while crying, cleaned the wounds on Qingchen’s feet and legs.

Tiny wood thorns, glass shards, dirt.

It was cleaned up a little by Jiang Xue.

Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down Qingchen’s forehead, and Li Tongyun, who was beside him, was constantly wiping for him.

The little girl is crying too.

They are not because of fear or other emotions, but they are too distressed for Qingchen.

The teenager forced his body back to the outside of the inn last night. In order to prevent people from finding him based on the clues of his bare feet, he even reluctantly put on his shoes and found another farmhouse to live in.

As soon as he entered the room, he fainted.

Exhaustion, the fear and panic after the first murder, the price of adrenaline secreted behind the bloody blood, all poured into my head.

He was using breathing techniques throughout the battle. After the battle, a huge amount of endorphins were secreted from the pituitary gland, which made him temporarily forget the pain.

But when Jiang Xue cleaned his wound in the morning, he still woke up in pain.

Originally, Jiang Xue also wanted Qingchen to rest for a while, but this wound must be dealt with quickly, and it can’t be delayed any longer.

“Why, in order to save a group of people who are not relatives, you hurt yourself like this,” Jiang Xue said while wiping away tears: “Look at the blood groove on your shoulder, if you move further down, your shoulder blade will be damaged. interrupted.”

Qing Chen didn’t speak, just endured the pain silently.

In fact, his injury looked bluffing, but he knew that it was a skin injury and would heal soon.

In particular, he used breathing techniques throughout the battle, and the lost physical strength had gradually recovered in the early morning.

I don’t know if it was because he used breathing techniques in normal battles and experienced great pain.

Qing Chen vaguely felt that the qi in his body seemed to have grown a little bigger. It might have been only a fist as big as a fist, but now it looks like a fist and a half.

Moreover, the body seems to be transforming, and even the bones seem to be crackling slightly behind the sore body.

Are you going to unlock the gene lock?

Probably not yet.

After three hours, Jiang Xue finally made sure that she had cleaned up the wound on Qingchen’s feet. She said to Qingchen, “You can sleep for a while, and I’ll borrow the kitchen to make you something to eat.”

“Well, thank you Aunt Jiang Xue,” Qing Chen said weakly.

Li Tongyun on the side said: “Brother Qingchen, when you came back in the early morning, you almost scared my mother and me to death, and thought you were leaving.”

Qing Chen hummed.

Then I heard the little girl say: “Then mother checked your injuries and found that only the shoulders and feet were the most injured, so we were relieved. Don’t work so hard next time, okay? If you are gone, I will would be afraid.”

Qingchen smiled reluctantly: “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

After Jiang Xue left, Li Tongyun said in a low voice, “Brother Qingchen, I probably guessed your identity, but it’s a little different from the information I had before, so I have to make sure.”

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, as if something had been discovered by the other party while he was in a coma.

But it doesn’t matter, he doesn’t really mind that the little girl knows her identity.

He was just a little curious: “Why are you so persistent in wanting to find me in the inner world?”

But I heard Li Tongyun continue: “I can’t tell my mother about becoming a time traveler, you are not around, I will be very afraid to sleep in a big mansion alone at night.

When I find you, I will not be afraid.

Brother Qingchen, do you know that I am alone in that inner world…”

Qing Chen thought for a while: “Have you started the bitter meat scheme?”

Li Tongyun pouted: “boring!”

“Do you have any new friends in the inner world?” Qing Chen asked curiously.

“I have a brother and sister who treat me very well. Li’s grandfather is also very kind to me, but the old housekeeper at home said that grandpa and sister are really good to me. Be careful about that brother named Li Xiuqi,” Li said. Tong Yun murmured: “The Li Consortium seems to be quite complicated, but the very good old grandpa is in poor health, and many people are secretly discussing what will happen after he leaves.”

Qingchen thought, this brother, sister, and grandfather should be talking about the direct line within the Li family consortium.

He once heard Li Shutong say that the current owner of Li’s family is 163 years old, and his body is getting worse and worse, even anti-aging drugs no longer work, and cell division has reached the limit.

The head of the Kashima family should be the eldest, 221 years old, but the way the other party continued his life did not seem to be glorious.

Qing Chen didn’t want to think about it for the time being.

He turned to look at his shoulder, where the new gauze had been tied.

All of this reminded him that it was over.

But there seems to be something that hasn’t happened yet.

“Xiao Tongyun, can you help me find a pen and paper?” Qingchen asked.

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“I have it in my schoolbag,” Li Tongyun said.

When she came to take a holiday on National Day, she had to carry a schoolbag and put on her homework.

With her help, Qingchen slowly leaned against the two pillows. He searched for the Morse code with his mobile phone, and then drew the Morse code that the Kunlun members tapped that night with his memory.

The index finger tap is a short message, the middle finger tap is a long message, and each group of them represents a letter or number.

For example, a tap with the index finger and a tap with the middle finger is the letter A.

And the seemingly disordered percussion rhythm pieced together important information.

Qingchen didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to decipher the Morse code. He just felt that he seemed to have missed an extremely important thing.

That incident made a rich man like Hu Xiaoniu sacrifice his life to ask him to avenge the two Kunlun members.

Qing Chen quickly recalled the rhythm of the tapping in his mind and deciphered it.

He drew Morse characters one by one on paper, and then marked the translated letters on the back.

“No regrets in this life, brother take care.”

“Dah dah, dah, dah.” (I’ll repeat it one last time.)

“No regrets in this life, brother take care.”

This is a message from the injured Kunlun member to another fellow present.

Sitting on the bed, Qing Chen suddenly thought, that the moment the other party was shot, he had already had his will to die.

He looked out the window at the bright blue sky. The sky on the mountain seemed to be lower and wider than that in the city.

But for some reason, Qing Chen’s mood was a little down.

He folded the deciphered piece of paper and asked Li Tongyun to help put it into his wallet.

[End of this Chapter]