Early in the morning, the world outside the chalet is still basking in the serenity of its first awakening. The first rays of the golden dawn pierced through the window pane, spilling softly into the house. Stone awoke from his sleep to find himself so close to Jade that he could almost feel each other's breath. They were holding each other tightly in an extremely ambiguous position. Possibly as a result of her body's instinct of losing too much blood, Jade's consciousness sought the only remaining touch of warmth in the night, and the whole person curled up like a baby in Stone's embrace, resembling a small injured animal again.
Although her wounds had already formed a faint scab of blood, Jade's face was pale and her forehead was wrinkled. The whole person had even begun to babble at random. Stone was frightened in his heart, knowing that she would definitely not be able to hold out if this continued, and that he needed to reduce the inflammation and stop the bleeding of her wound first. Remembering that the old blind man had mentioned the healing properties of herbs such as Yellow Yellow and Honeysuckle, Shi hurriedly left the wooden house and searched for these herbs.
Not long after, the stone returned with a few fresh plants of Yellow Dock. He first tried to crush them with a stone, but the result was unsatisfactory. After a moment's thought, Stone decided to try another method - he put the yellow dock in his mouth and chewed it. The bitter taste of the yellow dock was almost too much for him to bear.
But when he thought about the fact that the person who had saved his life in front of him was seriously injured because of him, how could he not repay such a favour, so he chewed on and then applied it to Jade's wound.
After re-bandaging. Stoneheart was overjoyed to think that Jade had not hesitated to save herself. Even if she could get her life back, she would still have those two big scars on her body.
Just as Stone was examining the wounds on Jade's shoulders, worrying about how to join up with the others.
Suddenly, from the dark shadows of the desk came a low and strange voice: 'Who is disturbing my research? Then the stone realised that the 'pile of paper' beside the desk had actually come to life. Previously, this person had appeared to be buried in sheets of paper, not moving a muscle. It was only when this person walked in that the stone realised that this person had a plump figure and an unusually striking bald head, like a round slate that had been polished over the years, bright and shiny. His hairstyle was more like a grassland in an ancient painting, with hair only around the edges and a bald centre. He was dressed in an ancient robe, covered with blurred, almost absurd patterns and words, like some kind of lost ancient runes.
As if seeing others for the first time, he curiously studied the two people in ambiguous postures in front of him. With a look of surprise and apparent confusion, he said, "Hehe, it's amazing that someone could find their way to a place like this. Who are you two?
Stone did not know for a moment whether this fat man was an enemy or a friend, and had to speak false words to him. Elders do not know, me and my sister were originally a person who drifted in the rivers and lakes. It so happened that while we were camping at the foot of this mountain we were attacked by a wild animal. My sister was bitten and badly injured. In a hurry we found this place of refuge. I only hope to hide for a while and will leave when my wounds are healed. '
Fatty stroked his sparse hairline and was about to chase the people away when he suddenly looked at Jade in Stone's arms and felt that there was something familiar about her voice and shadow. So he said, 'Well, since you are in trouble, you may rest here for a while. Then he asked, 'However, I always feel that this woman has a familiar aura about her, are you related to the Starfall Pavilion in any way?
Stone caught the subtlety in Fatty's words, his heart was alert, but his face tried to remain calm, "Starfall Pavilion? What is it? I've never heard of it.
Fatty's gaze was like a torch, the corners of his eyes raised slightly as he said with a smile, "That would be best. Otherwise, get the hell out of here. Stone was thankful that if he was really being truthful, Jade's life might really be in danger.
Fatty frowned and muttered in a low voice, "The beasts in this mountain forest have always guarded their borders and rarely attack humans. It's really unusual.
Talking to the stone again, he said, "What this person of mine hates most in this life is when others deceive me. The way you are dressed, how can you be a family? The old me will give you another chance.
The Stone saw that although this man looked fierce, his temperament seemed to be more gentle. All he could do was say, 'Unfortunately, Senior is as demanding as a torch, you're right, I'm a poor boy, but I'm in love with the daughter of this rich family. But her family obstructed all kinds of things, I had no choice but to run away with her, I fled to this place, she to protect me, and was attacked by wild beasts.
The big fat man laughed, 'I knew it, you seem to be a person of love and justice too. Immediately, as if something had occurred to him, he asked, 'You haven't moved anything in my house, have you?
Stone, daring to lie, said, 'My mother had already fainted from loss of blood when she came here. To prevent her body temperature from dropping, I kept her by this fire all night without moving an inch, and if the elders don't believe me, they can come and check.
Fatty quickly walked over to the desk, glanced at the draft on the desk, and saw that a piece of it was untouched, which was a relief.
Then he said, 'You can all make yourselves at home. With that, he dove headfirst into the draft and wrote furiously, seemingly forgetting that there were still two people in the room.
Concerned about Jade's injuries, Stone boldly stepped forward and asked, 'May I ask Senior, is there any medicine at home to heal your injuries?
The fat man was disturbed and looked angry, but he still gave Jade a sidelong glance and said
Hehe, where did you learn the technique of bandaging your wounds? Why don't you just wrap it up instead of starting from one side of the wound, covering the middle of the wound, and then going back to the other side?
Stone thought to himself, in his own time, the basic bandaging technique that all primary school children had to master.
All he could say was that his own father had taught him this to prevent further damage to the wound.
The more the fat man watched, the more fascinated he became.
Hahahaha, when it is bandaged like this, the pressure of the bandage is just enough to stop the bleeding, but not so tight that it cuts off the circulation and damages the Divine Complex. Very good, very good, write it down and hurry to write it down.
Shenluo? May I ask what the Senior said about the Divine Complex being the meridians in the body that transmit sensations?
In fact, what Fatty said was the divine collaterals, which were the things that biomedicine had mentioned in the stone's previous world - nerves, this was the first time the stone had perceived something of modern civilisation in this world, but in his own era, this word had not been used for a long time.
Fatty was even more shocked than Stone.
Oh, apart from the old man, is there anyone else who knows that this thing exists in the human body?
And then he said, "Little one, since you let Old Man 'Wisdom Exploration', let me tell you, your method of applying this Huanglian compress to the wound is treating the symptoms, but not the cause. If her injuries aren't treated in time, if the divine complexes in her body aren't repaired, I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect her arm.
Stone was startled and said hastily, 'Does Senior know of any remedy?
Kid, there is no hurry, first of all, do you know the origin of this Heavenly Flame?
There are many legends about the origin of the Heavenly Flame in the Desolate Lands, and the most famous of them is none other than the Battle of the Heavenly Gods in the Desolate Lands.
According to legend, before the beginning of time, the universe was nothing but chaos and endless emptiness. In the midst of this chaos, a supreme being, Wosa, was born. With his power, Wosa extracted countless attributes from the chaos and threw them into the void, and some of these attributes happened to be brought together to form the Arakanese land.
The land was primitive and barbaric, and Wosa realised that simple land could not produce new life, so he used the attributes to create mountains, rivers and seas. Vossa then used his own breath and attributes to shape the first batch of life, and after being tainted with Vossa's breath, these creatures possessed the same omniscient abilities as Vossa.
However, Vossa soon realised that the creatures he had created were too powerful, so when Vossa created creatures again, he would only randomly leave a few breaths to give them some senses to ensure that life could continue, and this is how all the creatures of the Arakanese land were created.
So the objects without Vosa's breath became the mountains, oceans and white clouds of the world. Those with Vosa's breath and senses became the creatures of the world.
And the creatures with omniscience were called gods.
But soon the gods became jealous of the land and life created by Vosa and gathered together to try to take control of the Arakanese lands.
Vosa was furious, and a duel broke out with him that shook the stars. Nearly all the gods were consumed by this battle, and Vosa was no exception, his majestic form shattered and scattered across the vastness of the universe. These fragments were the same meteorite fires that had repeatedly brought destruction to the Land of Desolation. Each falling piece of debris carried the unique aura of Vosa, and as a result, those who were touched by the power of the meteorite developed their extraordinary senses, and this was the origin of the power of talent.
It could be said that every living being has infinite potential. However, due to the different scents they carry, objects have different qualities. Those impregnated with hardness and vitality become trees, while those impregnated with freedom and lightness become birds. In the same way, different attributes intertwine and collide in each object; pure white falling to the ground becomes snow, floating in the air becomes clouds. Everything in this world has all the attributes, all that is missing are the eyes to discover them, and the Breath of Vosa is the key.
One by one, the stones answered truthfully.