A mouthful of blood.
This ancestor was leaning against a tree behind him, and the black clothes on his body were draped in a hurry, half-hanging, which was rather unruly.
Xuan Min couldn't bear the feeling of being soaked all over his body, so he drew a rune on his hand, and the monk's robe was completely dry in the blink of an eye, so white that it was spotless. He walked a few steps between the wet grass, leaned over and smeared Lu Nianqi and Shizuo Zhang's foreheads with his bloodstained fingers, and touched Jiang Shining's trembling paper again.
The pale bloodstain quickly disappeared.
"I feel... there is fire burning me." Jiang Shining said carefully.
"Clothing Mantra." Xuan Min explained lightly. The reason why I only smeared one rune on them without drawing the whole rune is because the moment it takes effect will be a little hot, and I am afraid that they will not be able to bear it.
Jiang Shining's thin slice was almost dry in the blink of an eye, and he immediately relaxed, completely paralyzed on the branches and leaves of the withered thatch.
Xue Xian tugged at the neckline, and the clothes soaked in water were tightly adhered to the skin, heavy and uncomfortable.
He was about to steam the heat from his body to the surface of his skin so that he could dry his wet clothes, when Xuan Min, who had settled down the group, walked over.
Although the white linen monk's robe is a bit unlucky in the eyes of ordinary people, it is really good-looking, like a white mist in the middle of the night, the hem swept lightly over the dead grass and gravel, but there is no dust or stars.
Xuan Min walked in front of him and looked down, Xue Xian was still sitting lazily, looking up at him indifferently.
He had been waiting for him to speak in the inn before, and almost suffocated himself. Now Xue Xian was waiting for something with a certain mentality that he couldn't explain clearly, so his brain should be used to raise fish.
"Don't stand in front of people." Xue Xian said calmly.
Xuan Min was sitting, and if he didn't look up, he could only see Xuan Min's hand hanging by his side.
Just when he retracted his gaze and stopped looking at Xuan Min, the hand hanging in front of him suddenly moved.
Xuan Min didn't bend down, just lowered his eyes, and gently lifted Xue Xian's thin chin with the bend of his fingers, causing him to half-turn his face, and his blood-stained fingers fell towards Xue Xian's forehead.
Xue Xian was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Xuan Min's fingers, wondering if it was his illusion, he felt Xuan Min's blood-stained thumb stop on the side of his face.
For a moment, he felt that Xuan Min's fingers were about to touch his face, but the pulp of the finger only paused slightly before moving it up and wiping it gently on his forehead. Xue Xian raised his eyes. Seeing that Xuan Min was still in that cold and indifferent appearance, his calm and unwavering gaze fell on his forehead, as if he was doing something extraordinary.
Xue Xian couldn't see what the bloodstains on his forehead looked like, but he could feel that the wet and sticky clothes all over his body were drying quickly.
"Can bending over kill you?" He straightened his clothes and said lazily.
Xuan Min put down his hand and finally looked into his eyes, "Don't have to face people with the back of your head?"
Xue Xian: "..."
He almost wanted to smother the bald donkey's face with the boulder he was leaning on his elbow, "I'm happy, you can control it, get out of here!"
Xuan Min himself was used to having few emotions, and he never paid attention to the emotions of others after living for so many years. Xue Xian, who changes his face faster than flipping a book, clinging to people one moment and chasing people the next, to him, it's like a person who has never walked before has to float on the water when he lifts his foot, the span is really a bit. big.
Xue Xian slapped the stone to drive people away, and saw the bald donkey staring at him for a moment, and then he really got out of the way. He suddenly felt a rush of old blood in his heart, and he could vomit the bald donkey's face when he opened his mouth.
Jiang Shining, who had completely dried himself, slid down from the withered grass and turned back into a human form. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xue Xian's dark face.
"Why do you look like this?" Jiang Shining thought about it and said, "After a lot of effort, you are hungry again?"
Xue Xian let out an "um" and said quietly, "I've lost my teeth, and I want to eat people."
"..." Jiang Shining glanced at Shi Shi Zhang and Lu Twen Qi with concern.
However, Xuan Min didn't really go far. He simply made a pile of dead branches and leaves between Shi Shizhang and Lu Nianqi, dried them, and made a fire to prevent this from happening. Two frail ones, one big and one small, froze to death while drying their clothes.
After the fire was built, Xuan Min walked back and settled beside Xue Xian.
"What else?" Xue Xian frowned at him.
Seeing that Xuan Min raised his hand to untie the string of copper coins around his waist, he rubbed his fingers around the top of it, and said to Xue Xian, "Stretch out your hand."
Xue Xian spread out his hand suspiciously, and Xuan Min put the string of copper coins in his palm, "There are some magic tools.