Jiang Yunguang took Zhan Qingfeng to a small town at the foot of the mountain, and pulled the doctor from the town out in the middle of the night to look at Zhan Qingfeng's injuries.
The town is at the foot of the Qingcheng sect, where people from all walks of life often come and go, and the doctors are very good at diagnosing and treating trauma. After cleaning the dust from the wound and applying a thick layer of green ointment, Zhan Qingfeng stopped the bleeding from the wound.
The medicine prescribed by the doctor had a soothing effect. Although Zhan Qingfeng wanted to wait for Ye Wuji to come back, he still couldn't hold back his loving eyes and fell asleep.
"How is he?" Ye Wuji asked Jiang Yunguang as soon as he came back.
"There were many wounds, which shocked the doctor. One wound damaged his lung. If we had arrived a little later, he might have died."
"When Brother Zhan told me that he had a bad relationship with his junior brother, I thought it was just an ordinary conflict between classmates." Ye Wuji slapped the table hatefully, "I didn't expect that his junior brother would be so cruel. He actually wanted to I want Brother Zhan’s life!”
Jiang Yunguang felt sad and said: "I didn't expect that although my junior brother is a little willful, I really didn't expect that he would do something so ruthless and cruel! And Master..."
Ye Wuji remembered that the dead leader was also Jiang Yunguang's master. He didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, so he could only say dryly: "My condolences."
Jiang Yunguang wiped his face and showed a smile that looked like he was crying.
"I'm actually okay, mainly because of him." Jiang Yunguang looked at Zhan Qingfeng, who was lying on the bed, "I haven't spent much time in the sect, and I'm not very close to the master, but he was raised by the master."
Ye Wuji was also brought up by his master. When Jiang Yunguang said this, he couldn't help but think of his master. If she were Zhan Qingfeng, I'm afraid... No, no, I can't think like this. Xie Hanyi is so powerful, who else in this world can It can hurt him! Maybe the master will live longer than her!
The town was too close to the Qingcheng sect, and the three of them did not dare to stay here for a long time. Early the next morning, they got on the carriage and took Zhan Qingfeng back to the capital. The Qingcheng faction was busy treating Ren Xingyan, who had been stung by bees without a good piece of skin, and could not find the energy to chase Ye Wuji and the others for the time being.
The Qingcheng faction held a grand funeral for the leader, and announced at the funeral that Zhan Qingfeng had colluded with outsiders to kill the leader, and issued a pursuit order.
Zhan Qingfeng had been in a coma for seven days. Shi Yuan said that his coma was not due to physical injuries, but due to heartache. Overnight, his master died, his junior brother was trapped, the sect that raised him became a den of tigers and wolves that wanted his life, and all his usual brothers and sisters were in vain. Zhan Qingfeng didn't want to wake up, he didn't want to wake up, he didn't want to face it Such a cruel reality.
But he couldn't sleep forever. If he slept like this for a long time, Zhan Qingfeng's body would definitely die in his sleep.
On the eighth day, when the rumors spread by the Qingcheng faction reached Ye Wuji's ears, she could no longer sit still and let Zhan Qingfeng go on like this.
"It's been seven days. I know you're sad, but it's been seven days and you should wake up." Ye Wuji stood beside Zhan Qingfeng's bed and said, "Are you just going to let them label you as a murderer? From now on, when others talk about you, they will say that you are a traitor to the Qingcheng faction, and that you are a ruthless tiger and wolf, and you will let them slander you like this? The Zhan Qingfeng I know is not such a coward!"
Ye Wuji grabbed Zhan Qingfeng's collar and slapped him hard on the face: "I know you can hear it. Brother Shi said that you are conscious, but you just don't want to wake up. Wake up, Do you think that escaping can solve the problem? Do you think that if you keep sleeping, your master will come back to life? If you let that beast who killed your father and slandered your senior brother take the position of leader, what future does the Qingcheng Sect have? Say, if this is the case, how can your master’s spirit be at peace in heaven!”
"Get up!"
Jiang Yunguang hurriedly took Ye Wuji's hand and advised her: "Stop fighting. Brother Zhan didn't want to be unconscious."
"Didn't you listen to what Brother Shi said? He could have woken up a long time ago, he was just escaping!"
"If something like this happened to me, I would want to escape."
"But escaping can't solve any problem. No matter how painful or difficult it is, you will always have to face it. Avoiding just makes things more difficult to solve."
"How do you solve it? Ren Xingyan and Mu Jiangzi both said that Brother Zhan killed the master, but he couldn't explain it even if he opened his mouth a hundred times!"
Ye Wuji sneered: "Since we can't solve it with words, we can only use violence."
"what you up to?"
"In this world, whoever has the bigger fist has always been right. As long as I become the leader of the martial arts alliance, there will always be people who believe what I say." Ye Wuji looked at Zhan Qingfeng again and said, "I'm going to the martial arts conference. Fight for the position of leader, if you want to continue sleeping, that’s up to you, but in the future, don’t say you are the Brother Zhan I know!”
After saying that, Ye Wuji turned around and left. As she reached the door, she heard a weak voice call to her.
"Wuji."
Ye Wuji quickly turned his head and saw Zhan Qingfeng looking sideways at him, with a bit of determination in his usually gentle eyes.
"Brother Zhan, you finally woke up." Ye Wuji smiled, smiling with tears in his eyes.
She rushed over, hugged Zhan Qingfeng, and said, "I thought you really planned to sleep forever!"
Zhan Qingfeng patted her back and said softly: "Wuji, thank you. Thank you for scolding me. Let's go to the martial arts conference together in two days."
Jiang Yunguang, as a member of Qianhu Jinyiwei, could not attend such a martial arts event, so only Ye Wuji, Zhan Qingfeng, and Shi Yuan went to Huashan. When the three people arrived, the small town at the foot of Huashan Mountain was already overcrowded. Heroes from all walks of life gathered in the town. When walking on the street, you can see knights carrying various weapons. The people in the town have long been accustomed to it and turned a blind eye to those swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks.
Ye Wuji and the others arrived late, and the inns in the town were all booked. When Ye Wuji was worrying about where to stay, she saw a familiar person.
The man was wearing a gray-brown monk's robe, with a clean and smooth head, and a string of sandalwood beads on his right wrist. He was Zen Master Zhixin whom he had not seen for a long time.