"Ahua!Ahua!!"

"Hurry up and add two more quilts to me, and the charcoal fire will make me stronger!!"

"Come."

Bang!

Ah Hua had several thick quilts, and those quilts even blocked his face, and the destination of these quilts was Thirteen's body.

Perhaps it was because of the blood of the region in his body. After winter came, Thirteen's range of activities was reduced from the yard to the room, from the room to the bed, and from the bed to a pile of quilts.

In addition, the distance between the brazier cannot be more than three inches, otherwise it will be like losing your life.

"Ah Yeh."

"laugh……"

Thirteen sucked his red nose and said with a hoarse throat: "I didn't expect Lin to be ruined in one winter by his lifetime's reputation."

Because he was worried that the Qingnang Sutra would cause unnecessary trouble, Thirteen not only gritted his teeth and smashed the internal force that he had finally attracted, but also never considered recovery again.

However, the result of this is that the body becomes weaker, especially after winter comes, various old traces and chronic diseases will recover. Not only will the back pain be pain every day, but the slightly stronger wind will make you dizzy and completely enter the middle-aged state.

"Hero, I've talked to you. When I added hot water and took a shower, you jumped in immediately. Now you're sick, right? I guess you'll take ten days and half a month to go..."

The hardworking Ah Hua was busy, spreading her quilt and adding charcoal fire, and muttering her mouth. She was obviously quite beautiful, but her mouth was either the voice of the little lady or the attitude of the old lady.

A few days ago, Thirteen accidentally whispered, but he started talking nonsense that night.

As for why I was so excited, it was because my injury was finally approaching full recovery. I wanted to experience the pleasure of taking a bath. After all, Ah Hua was responsible for scrubbing her body during this period...

Dangdang's hero has always been a beautiful woman to serve him, but now he has fallen to being rubbed by a man. It's really a shame!!

Thirteen was about to open his mouth to refute, but another sneeze made his head hurt. He finally recovered and said in a trembling voice: "Raaa... naughty. Lin Que is just seriously injured and is in a physical weakness. I remember back then... Lin Que is in the deep mountains and forests... and takes a cold shower all year round... Do you know? It is very helpful to the body if you insist on taking a cold shower..."

"Don't mention back then, my ears are almost calloused." Ah Hua used her two fingers with disgust and twisted the towels on the floor into the wooden basin, and went out without looking back.

"well…"

The spirit that was forced to lift suddenly collapsed, and Shisan suddenly wanted to take a breath of cigarette. In the past, once he was worried, there was a burst of smoke. Over time, he had formed a habit, as if his smokeless brain could not move.

But now, he doesn't even know where the cigarette rod has gone. If he doesn't think about something for a long time, it's like if he doesn't miss someone for a long time, it will gradually fade away. Even if he suddenly thinks about it, he will lose the desire he used to be.

He took a deep breath of the heating produced by the charcoal fire, and warmed his cold nose slightly. When he was drowsy, Thirteen felt that there seemed to be more people by the bed: "Ahua, you go out. I'm tired and want to lie down for a while."

"Oh~ It seems that your relationship with Ah Hua has been well cultivated~ How about it? Otherwise, I will give it to you as a younger brother or that."

When he looked up, Zhang Yanming's eyes narrowed into a line and his mouth grinned to his ears. His dark skin made his teeth white.

When he saw the black version of Xiao Ming, Thirteen was immediately shocked and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, Xiao Ming, have you gone to dig coal? Why did you look like this?"

Zhang Yanming's eyebrows drooped and he reached out to roast the fire: "Don't mention it, after chasing a group of people in the desert for more than a month, he sank my skin as white as snow outside into charcoal in this pot."

"Hahahaha!" Thirteen smiled wildly, "You have today too. You used to praise yourself for being born with beauty. What do you think now?"

Zhang Yanming smiled and said, "At least I'm still in vain. You have been in the desert before, and the sun is darker than charcoal. After coming back, I held it in for three months and didn't go out, but it turned out to be as dark as it was."

"Tsk tsk, OK OK, old and dirty millet matter

Things, what do you do?”

Thirteen also reached out from the quilt to roast the fire: "Tell me, what's the matter with me today?"

In the past few months, although Zhang Yanming was invisible, he would immediately appear in front of him whenever there was a little disturbance on Thirteen.

After a few times, Thirteen certainly understood that his every move was under surveillance.

Moreover, every time the two talked, Zhang Yanming would occasionally explore the Qingnang Sutra. Thirteen even copied the content of the Dead Wood Heart Method, pretending to ask Zhang Yanming to find someone to help study it, intending to let him get rid of this idea, but the other person still did the same.

Zhang Yanming deliberately pretended to be surprised: "Can you chat with you if you have nothing to do? I am your old friend."

Thirteen smiled bitterly: "Even if you are my old friend, I can't let you raise me for the rest of my life, right? As for my current state, I am completely a useless person, and even Ah Hua begins to dislike me."

After a moment of silence, Thirteen changed into a happy smile and shook his eyebrows and said, "If you really want to support me in old age, Lin Quilt will not refuse. As long as you nod, Lin Quilt will start to eat and wait for death. With my current state, I can live for about ten or twenty years, right? You should be able to support me, right?"

Zhang Yanming didn't raise his head and said, "Lin Queke can't afford to support you. I've considered it. You should be self-reliant after the injury is healed."

His cold attitude made Thirteen anxious: "Gan Linliang, how can Lin Jue be self-reliant now? Are you going to sell it?"

"Yes, but no one wants to sell his body, so there should be no problem selling his strength."

Thirteen rushed out of the pile of quilts, rolled up his sleeves and screamed: "Look at these hands, let alone swords, even chopsticks can't be held! I can sell my strength, and it's almost the same to go out to be a beggar. I tell you, we are good friends for many years, good brothers, do you have the heart to see me take a broken bowl to the side of the road as a beggar?"

Unfortunately, this bitter scene did not earn the audience's tears, but instead caused a laugh that could not be held back. Zhang Yanming turned his head and covered his mouth, earnestly keeping himself a "cold" expression.

Thirteen sat on the bed like a deflated ball: "It's cold and cold... What medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

Zhang Yanming coughed and said seriously: "I have asked people that the dead wood mind method is indeed of infinite use, but it is indeed not suitable for your current state. If you force your skills, it will lead to a devil at the least, and at worst, it will burst and it will be difficult for the gods to save you."

"so what……"

"I have something good to give to you."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!