"Then...then when did you remember me?"
Lu Xiaochan just wanted to talk, even if the other party despised him and refused to let him touch him, Lu Xiaochan just wanted to talk.
"long, long ago."
"How long ago was it?"
Lu Xiaochan became happy again because the other party answered him.
Shu Wuxi's voice was calm and steady, and he should be older than him.
He remembered Lu Xiaochan, but Lu Xiaochan didn't remember him. Most likely he had seen Lu Xiaochan when she was still a little kid.
Lu Xiaochan thought that he was sixteen years old this year, and he guessed that Shu Wuxi must have met him fourteen or fifteen years ago
Before Shu Wuxi could answer, Lu Xiaochan staggered and almost fell.
He was so used to falling down that he didn't even feel the shock in his heart.
But Shu Wuxi raised the bamboo branch and held Lu Xiaochan steadily.
At that moment, Lu Xiaochan's heart began to tremble.
You know, the bamboo branch is thin and soft, and it would break if Lu Xiaochan pressed it like this, but the bamboo branch seemed to be injected with a strong energy, and it was so stable that it didn't even tremble.
Shu Wuxi cared about him, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted so quickly.
Lu Xiaochan narrowed her eyes and smiled. She was full of thoughts and wanted to tell him everything, even if it was nonsense. "Are you talking about a long time ago in your previous life? Or in the previous previous previous life?"
"There is no such thing as a past life or a present life. Just believe what I say."
"You are so unclear... you make me scratch my head and feel itchy!"
Shu Wuxi must be a cultivator, and his cultivation is not low. Since I have known him "a long time ago", could it be that Lu Xiaochan is also a disciple of the Four Directions Sword Sect? Or a disciple of the Eight Directions Xuan Sect
"Not being able to remember is a good thing. If you insist on digging deep into the matter, you may not necessarily get the word 'understanding' in the end."
Shu Wuxi's voice was very calm, which reminded Lu Xiaochan of the moonlight in her dreams, which remained the same after thousands of years.
"It may not be 'understand', what else could it be?"
“It hurts.”
For these two words, Shu Wuxi pronounced them with a little more force than before.
Ordinary people can't hear it, but Lu Xiaochan's hearing is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.
"The greatest pain?" Lu Xiaochan scratched her forehead with her fingers. "Someone once told me that the greatest pain in life is not birth, aging, sickness and death, but..."
"Love and separation last a long time, can't be sought, can't be let go."
Every word fell on Lu Xiaochan's heart.
Shu Wuxi was the first person Lu Xiaochan met whose every word and gesture made it difficult to sense any emotion.
But now Lu Xiaochan understood that Shu Wuxi's calmness was the result of a long-term pursuit, which had been compacted and compressed into an airtight obsession.
"You seem so powerful... but why did it take you so long to find me?" Lu Xiaochan muttered softly.
This was his soliloquy, and he never thought Shu Wuxi would answer him.
"I'm sorry." Shu Wuxi stopped.
It was the first time that Lu Xiaochan particularly wanted to know what expression he had at that moment.
"Sorry... sorry for what?"
"I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner."
This was also the first time someone said "sorry" to him.
"It's okay. You know, I seemed to have dreamed about you! In my dream, you had a very beautiful back view, so I always wanted to see you again! As long as I can see you in my dream once, I will be happy for a long, long time!"
Even though she didn't see the face of the banished immortal in her dream, Lu Xiaochan was certain that the person was Shu Wuxi!
"Because your soul was cursed, I was traveling through the three thousand worlds and lost time."
Although they had just met, Lu Xiaochan knew that Shu Wuxi was a person who didn't explain himself very much. In his opinion, the result was what it was, and the process and the reason were not important.
"Which villain is so evil that he wants to curse my soul?"
Lu Xiaochan lowered his head and thought, always feeling that a lot of things had happened in the past.
He followed Shu Wuxi quietly for a while, and Shu Wuxi spoke first.
"Why do not you speak?"
"Talking? Don't you think my talking is annoying? Just like the cicadas on the trees, making non-stop noise and disturbing people's peace?"
Lu Xiaochan likes to talk. Even if there is nothing much to say, he can talk to himself for half a day.
The old beggar disliked his noisiness and said that if he had money to buy needle and thread, he would have sewed his mouth shut.
"I don't think so." Shu Wuxi's voice was soft and gentle, with a sense of restraint towards himself, but indulgence towards Lu Xiaochan.
Although Lu Xiaochan felt that this must be her own illusion.
Lu Xiaochan thought that if Shu Wuxi was a cultivator with a high level of cultivation, he would naturally be very patient.
"Then...then how did you find me?"
"Your spirit left your body and was led to me by 'Bi Luo'. I asked you where you were, and you replied that you were in 'Lu Shu'."
Lu Xiaochan was stunned.
Could it be that the answers I gave in my dream after getting drunk were because my soul left my body and went to Shu Wuxi
"Bi Luo... what is that? It can't be the first heaven mentioned by Taoists, the one with the sky full of blue clouds, right?"
"Biluo is an ancient spiritual beast. Take its bones, grind them into powder, and take a strand of your hair to make incense bait. Use your heart blood to heat the incense bait. When you burn the incense, your soul will be led back by it."
Lu Xiaochan subconsciously touched his head and wondered, when did Shu Wuxi lose his hair
"Then where did you get the bones of this ancient spirit beast?"
"I caught it and locked it up. Every ten years, when the bait burned out, I took another rib."
Lu Xiaochan's shoulders trembled and she subconsciously touched her ribs.
And... he was only sixteen years old, but Shu Wuxi said "every ten years", which meant that he had been looking for him for more than ten years
"Then... then it doesn't hurt?"
"Whether it hurts or not is none of my business. I just want its ribs."
"You also took..."
He didn’t dare to ask the following questions. The heart blood that Shu Wuxi mentioned should be Biluo’s…
At that moment, Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt that Shu Wuxi didn't look like a Taoist cultivator, but more like an evil spirit without any emotions.
Shu Wuxi in front suddenly stopped.
"Why are you touching your ribs?"
"I... I was wondering if you would find something and take out my bones as well... Haha, hahaha..."
"I won't."
“Because I’m not an ancient spiritual beast, there’s no use in taking my ribs! Hahaha…” Lu Xiaochan laughed dryly.
After thinking about it, it still doesn’t seem right!
Where did Shu Wuxi get his hair
As he spoke, Shu Wuxi brought Lu Xiaochan to an inn.
"We will rest here tonight. You have no cultivation, and if I take you on a journey of a thousand miles at night, your body will not be able to bear it."
“Okay…” Lu Xiaochan thought, is Shu Wuxi bringing him here to stay
Who knew that the innkeeper would be so disgusted with Lu Xiaochan as soon as he saw her.
"Beggars and dogs are not allowed in! Go away! Go away!"
Lu Xiaochan thought that after living for so long, she could finally sleep on a bed, but in the end she was kicked out.
But Shu Wuxi took out a golden bead and placed it on the shopkeeper's counter.
When the shopkeeper saw it, his eyes widened.
Lushu Town is not a prosperous place. Even if the innkeeper has been running an inn for ten years, he may not be able to earn enough money for such a gold pearl.
"This...this young master, what do you want me to do?"
"Give us an upper room. Prepare hot water for bathing, and buy some underwear and outer clothes according to his body shape. It should be enough for him to change clothes for half a month."
"Noted! Please go upstairs, both of you!"
Lu Xiaochan had never been to an inn before. As soon as she walked up the stairs, she missed a step and almost fell forward.
The shopkeeper hurried to help him, but he didn't expect that the bamboo stick in Shu Wuxi's hand passed under Lu Xiaochan's arm. While lifting him up, the other end of the bamboo stick directly hit the shopkeeper's shoulder.
Before the shopkeeper could touch Lu Xiaochan, he was pushed out by a strong force.
"No one is allowed to touch him without my permission."
Shu Wuxi's voice carried a hint of coercion, and the shopkeeper was so frightened that he couldn't speak.
"Slow down. There are nine steps in total." Shu Wuxi lowered his head and said to Lu Xiaochan.
His voice was gentle and soft, completely different from before.
"Ah... Oh..."
Lu Xiaochan grabbed the bamboo branch, stood firm, and followed Shu Wuxi upwards.
The shopkeeper then patted his chest.
"Oh, he looks like a weak scholar, how come...what happened just now..."
The shopkeeper didn't know how to describe the other person. He slapped his head and wondered how it was that after such a short while, he couldn't even remember what the guest looked like.
The door opened and Shu Wuxi walked in with Lu Xiaochan.
This is considered to be a good guest room in Lushu Town.
Full of curiosity, Lu Xiaochan ran past Shu Wuxi and started touching everything.
"This is a chair!" He smiled and touched the shape of the chair.
"This is a table! This table is round! It's different from the table in Wu Si Winery. The table in the winery is square!"
"Is this a bed curtain? It's so soft!"
Lu Xiaochan thought that she was very dirty, and if she left her handprints on the mattress, Shu Wuxi would definitely be disgusted, so she turned around again.
Just when he was about to bump into a chair, Shu Wuxi quietly moved the chair away with a bamboo stick.
"Is this a teacup?" Lu Xiaochan reached out to touch the rim of the cup.
He had never been into a house before, and everything here was new to him.
He could feel that Shu Wuxi was sitting beside him, looking at him quietly.
"Are you looking at me?"
"yes."
"Do I look like a bumpkin to you? Have you never sat at a round table or round chair?"
Just as Lu Xiaochan was about to find a chair to sit down, Shu Wuxi lightly hooked his finger and a chair was safely placed behind Lu Xiaochan.
"Hey, when did there get a chair behind me?"
He sat down, fumbled around for a long time, took out a cup and placed it in front of him, then reached for the kettle.
Before his fingertips touched the lid of the pot, they were stopped by the bamboo stick.
"The water is hot. I'll pour it for you."