Shen Qiao held down Banna's shoulder, this action calmed her down a little.
"He's awake? Did you go in and see?"
Banna nodded: "I heard some movement in the room during the day, so I went over to take a look. I was happy when I saw the man opened his eyes, and wanted to ask him if he wanted something to eat, but he suddenly grabbed my neck. , I was afraid of attracting others, and I didn't dare to call for help. Later, he suddenly let go of his hand and fell down..."
Seeing that Shen Qiao was going in, she quickly grabbed him: "you have to be careful, he seems to be crazy when he doesn't recognize anyone, I was almost strangled by him before, you see, the traces here haven't disappeared yet. !"
She didn't say, Shen Qiao hadn't found it, just because his eyes were completely damaged by the residual poison, and his vision had long been blurred. At this time, taking a closer look at the moonlight, he saw a deep five-finger pinch mark on one side of his neck, which was shocking.
Banna rolled up her sleeves again, and there were the same marks on her wrists.
She stayed here with Yan Wushi, which has caused the boss trouble, and now she is still tired and injured, Shen Qiao feels very sorry: "I'm really sorry, there is a stasis-removing cream in that room, I'll go get some for you. "
Banna said lively: "No need, this injury is nothing, I have suffered more serious injuries when I went out with Aye!"
The room where Yan Wushi was located was locked by Banna from the outside. She took out the key and handed it to Shen Qiao: "If he is still crazy, turn around and run away and lock him in there!"
"It's okay, I'm measured." Shen Qiao smiled at her and comforted her, she opened the door and walked in while she was talking.
The dwellings outside the Great Wall are not as elaborate as those in the Central Plains, and there will be no screens in the middle, so you can see them all at once.
Banna couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.
Just because the living dead were sitting on the bed watching them.
Shen Qiao: "Sect Master Yan?"
The other party didn't respond. Not only did he not speak, he didn't even blink his eyes, like a puppet, it looked very strange.
Banna whispered: "He wasn't like this before..."
Shen Qiao nodded and approached step by step. Panna was both scared and curious, she followed behind Shen Qiao, occasionally peeking out.
"Sect Master Yan, can you hear me?"
Yan Wushi only looked at him, his eyes were full of the reflection of Shen Qiao.
"I'll check the pulse for you." Shen Qiao held his wrist, but the other party didn't respond at all. He let him do what he did, and only looked at Shen Qiao. No matter whether Shen Qiao bent down or straightened up, Yan Wushi's line of sight was always there. never left him.
The pulse is weak, disappearing and appearing from time to time, the damage to the internal organs has not been repaired, and there is a turbulent energy in the body, which is really not good.
Shen Qiao remembered that Yan Wushi once told him that there is a flaw in the "Feng Lin Yuan Dian". Yang Shou.
Since Guanglingsan is also a member of the Demon Sect and the master of a sect, he must have discovered the existence of this flaw. The last time five people surrounded and killed Yan Wushi, he used the music to first distract Yan Wushi, and then Tear open his flaw while others are doing it, and increase the damage caused to it.
It can be said that if there is no Guangling San's hand, even if Yan Wushi can't beat the other four to join forces, there is always no problem in escaping.
Although people wake up now, the flaw has not disappeared and healed, but has gradually expanded to the internal organs and the foundational veins. To be precise, there is not much difference between waking up and not waking up.
Just when Shen Qiao frowned and pondered, Yan Wushi suddenly smiled at him.
This smile was different from the previous half-smile, and it didn't carry any sense of sarcasm and arrogance. It was just a smile, as if the person in front of him was not Shen Qiao, but a beautiful flower.
Shen Qiao: "..."
This smile did not make him feel happy, but a kind of horror and indescribable indescribable.
Banna was also startled and stammered: "He, what happened to him, it's not like this in the day!"
Shen Qiao turned around and asked her, "How is he during the day? Besides choking your neck, does he have any other actions, such as talking?"
Banna shook her head: "No, he was fierce back then, but now, but..."
She was not fluent in Sinicization, and after brewing for a long time, she said, "Now she is very tame."
The word gentleness is used by Yan Wushi, and everyone finds it funny, even Shen Qiao's heart is full of irony, but he can't say anything to refute.
Because Yan Wushi is indeed very tame at this moment.
Apart from smiling at Shen Qiao, he didn't do anything else.
Shen Qiao took out the ointment and handed it to Banna: "It's getting late, you should go to rest, you have worked hard today, put this on, and you shouldn't see any traces tomorrow."
Banna: "Why don't you go to my Ayan's room to rest? What if he goes crazy again in the middle of the night?"
Shen Qiao shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Banna had no choice but to turn around and leave.
After sending her away, Shen Qiao realized that the lights in the room were not lit, but because the moonlight was bright tonight, shining in through the window, he didn't notice the violation for a while.
He walked over and wanted to hold the lamp in his hand, but when he turned around, someone suddenly hugged his waist.
Shen Qiao was slightly startled, and before he could brush the other's hand away, he heard vague and intermittent words behind him: "Don't... go..."
It was extremely difficult to utter every single word, as if he was speaking with his tongue in his mouth. If he hadn't been close enough, he could hardly hear it.
Shen Qiao believed that Banna didn't lie, so now Yan Wushi's situation is a little unusual.
But whether the other party pretends to be crazy or stupid, or is really crazy or stupid, what does it have to do with himself
With a flick of Shen Qiao's fingers, the other party's hand involuntarily let go. He walked to the window to light a candle, and then turned around.
"Yan Zong..."
The main character could not be spit out, because he saw the anxious look on the other's face, as if he was afraid that Shen Qiao would leave and desperately tried to struggle to get up and come over, but because of weakness in his hands and feet, he almost fell to the ground.
Shen Qiao watched him fall to the ground, the hand that was about to be stretched out in mid-air, but he still didn't stretch it out.
"Are you all right?" Shen Qiao said.
"Don't... go..." Yan Wushi would only repeat this sentence.
Shen Qiao stood there and watched for a while, sighed, and walked over to help him up.
"Do you still remember your name and identity?" he asked.
Yan Wushi looked confused, didn't answer, and showed him a gentle smile.
Shen Qiao touched the top of his head, the crack was still there, and there must be an injury in his head. The injury was unknown, he couldn't cut open the other's head to see what happened, and naturally he couldn't know what was hurt in his head. To what extent, did he really become a fool.
"My name is Shen Qiao, you should have some impressions?"
Yan Wushi repeated: "Shen... Qiao..."
Shen Qiao: "Your name is Yan Wushi."
Yan Wushi didn't speak, and seemed to be digesting and chewing his words. After a while, he hummed softly: "Shen... 峤..."
Shen Qiao smiled: "If I fell to the ground just now, you definitely wouldn't come over to help me up, but would stand there and see when I could struggle to get up by myself, right?"
Yan Wushifu looked confused again, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.
Shen Qiao sighed slightly and gently opened his hand.
"You're so injured that you can't take care of it overnight. I'll send you back to Chang'an in a few days. Go to sleep first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow morning."
Without waiting for Yan Wushi to say anything, he walked to the felt next to him and sat cross-legged, and began to close his eyes to adjust his breath.
Due to the situation of the other party, even though Shen Qiao was meditating and exercising, he did not dare to enter the realm of forgetting things and me with his whole body and mind.
The night passed quickly, and the east in the distance showed bright colors.
Shen Qiao followed the whole body's meridians, and circulated True Qi for a few weeks, returning to Yuan Jiu, the accumulation of accumulation in the dantian, the cycle repeated, the three flowers gathered on the top, the glory was glowing, and the whole person seemed to have entered a wonderful new realm.
He seemed to be able to see the meridians all over his body slowly stretching out, the previously blocked meridians were unobstructed, the warm infuriating qi washed away all the residues, and the foundation after reconnecting and repairing was more stable than before. Even if he used too much energy before and rashly fought against people regardless of his strength, his blood was only tumbling for a while, and he no longer vomited blood like before.
The eyes may not be able to return to the level of clear vision before, but if there is loss, there will be gain. Shen Qiao does not regret it. Many things are in the past, and people can only look forward forever. See Huan, if you don't fall off the Banbu Peak, you may never be able to explore the real mystery of "Zhu Yangce", and the martial arts progress will always stop there.
At this time, Shen Qiao seemed to have broken away from his own body, and his spiritual consciousness was roaming in the boundless vast expanse. The heavens and stars, the Vientiane Luobu, the Kyushu in the world were like a chessboard, the mountains and rivers, the vegetation, the wind and the moon. now.
From time immemorial, it seems that there is only one person.
There are things mixed together, born from innate and earth. Silent and lonely, independent without changing, traveling around without being dangerous.
Dao is chaotic, Dao is natural, Dao is contained in subtleties, arises from a square inch of land, and everything has Dao.
This is the way!
At that moment, Shen Qiao's eyes suddenly opened up. He seemed to see a crystal clear, natural Dao heart circulating not far away, but before he could reach out and touch it, he heard a voice from an unknown place far away.
"Shen Qiao."
He was slightly shocked, and his eyes suddenly became dark, and all the splendor turned into nothingness, like a high platform suddenly collapsed and shattered.
Shen Qiao suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood!
He opened his eyes slowly.
Yan Wushi sat on the bed with his back against the wall, his hair was disheveled, and he still looked at him, but his expression was different from last night.
Still careless, Shen Qiao thought with a wry smile, wiping the blood from his lips.
He originally focused on paying attention to foreign objects, but who would have realized that halfway through, he would have forgotten about himself before he knew it.
"How does Sect Master Yan feel?"
"You... It's beyond my expectations." Yan Wushi said, looking tired and tired, but the confusion of last night was gone. The person who smiled gently at Shen Qiao and hugged him again seemed like a flash in the pan. and disappear.
But Shen Qiao's originally hanging heart was put down instead. This is the Yan Wushi he knew, the cold-hearted Yan Wushi who didn't take anyone in his eyes.
"I originally thought that Sang Jingxing would bring you down..." He spoke very slowly and was out of breath, probably because of the injury, but after he woke up, he didn't rush to ask about his situation, but spoke slowly. Shen Qiao.
Shen Qiao said lightly: "I'm sorry to disappoint Sect Master Yan, but I'm still alive and well."
Yan Wushi twitched the corners of his mouth: "No, I didn't, disappointed... Instead, I was pleasantly surprised. The demon heart you planted, I gave you, was destroyed, didn't it?"
Shen Qiao looked at him: "You should know that it was impossible for me to compete with Sang Jingxing at that time. My only choice was to destroy my foundation, abandon my martial arts, and perish with him."
Yan Wushi nodded: "Yes, you only have this choice."
Shen Qiao: "Yan Wushi, I know that you want to destroy me, you think there is no goodwill in the world, and someone like me who is easy to be soft-hearted has no meaning in existence at all. I was also in hell, sinking, struggling, and eventually becoming part of hell."
There was a smile on the corner of Yan Wushi's mouth, and slowly, word by word, he continued: "But I didn't expect... Even if you are in such a desperate situation, you can get up again."
Shen Qiao closed his eyes, opened them again, the Wei Lan just now had completely disappeared, and there was only peace: "If there is no "Zhu Yang Ce", I am indeed dead now. Your assumption is right, "Zhu Yang Ce" is indeed It can reshape the foundation. In other words, it does have the effect of resurrecting the dead, and it is worthy of the world's first strange book, but the premise is that you are willing to destroy everything you have learned in the past decades. Although you are seriously injured now , but the devil's heart is not broken, if you want to learn "Zhu Yangce", you have to break the devil's heart, just like what I experienced at the beginning."
Yan Wushi stared at him, noncommittal, but asked, "You were in pain at the time?"
Tempering the bones and refining the tendons is equivalent to peeling the skin and cutting the flesh, and walking through the eighteenth hell.
But Shen Qiao was already reluctant to think about it, because compared to the physical pain, he would think of the masters of the White Dragon Temple and the first year of the first year, their tragic deaths, and the self-righteousness and wishful thinking of the past. Impossible to be impressed, the friend he thought of, actually only regarded him as an experimental item.
Shen Qiao took back all his thoughts, and his voice was calm: "When I went to Wangcheng yesterday, Dou Yanshan and the others were still there. It will take a few more days. When all the people from the rivers and lakes are gone, I will take you back to Chang'an."
However, Yan Wushi shook his head, this action was extremely laborious at this time: "It's too late..."
What's too late? Shen Qiao was about to ask, but saw that he had closed his eyes and remained motionless.
His heart suddenly burst, and he took a few steps forward to probe Yan Wushi's breath.
Still angry, but fell into a deep drowsiness.
But the pulse is even more disordered than before. If one compares True Qi to a human being, it would be as if dozens of people were fighting in groups in his body.
Shen Qiao tried to inject a trace of true qi, but the true qi quickly came back, and together with the turbulent airflow in Yan Wushi's body, he aggressively counterattacked at him. Shen Qiao had no choice but to withdraw quickly.
Yan Wushi slept until after noon again.
The old man hasn't come back yet. According to Banna, a business traveler asked him to be a guide yesterday. It will take several days before he can come back. It is long and difficult to identify, and there are often people who get lost and stray into the depths of the desert and never come back. The locals are familiar with the road and know how to get out of the desert.
The bruises on Banna's neck and wrist were almost healed. Shen Qiao accompanied her to talk for a while, Banna took the sheep out to graze, and Shen Qiao brought the mutton soup made by Banna back to the next door. courtyard.
When he came back, Yan Wushi just had his eyelashes trembling, as if he was awake.
Shen Qiao put the mutton soup into two bowls, ready to wait for the other party to wake up and then ask him what he said before he passed out.
Yan Wushi opened his eyes and stared at the gauze above his head in a daze.
Shen Qiao said: "Do you feel any discomfort? I just checked your pulse, you should have a few strands of true energy in your body..."
Yan Wushi: "Beauty, brother."
Shen Qiao: "..."
A strange silence spreads in the house, and the mutton soup is full of light umami, as if mocking Shen Qiao's aphasia.
Yan Wushi: "I, it hurts."
This tone didn't look like the Yan Wushi that Shen Qiao knew at all, but came from another person occupying his body. Shen Qiao glared at him, almost suspecting that the dignified Huanyue Sect Sect Master had been overtaken by a ghost.
Shen Qiao calmed down: "what's the matter with you?"
"Pain..." Yan Wushi looked at him with a trace of grievance in his eyes, as if he was accusing Shen Qiao of standing still and refusing to come over.
Shen Qiao has lived for 30 years, and he has experienced no matter how difficult the predicament is, but he has never been like this, and he doesn't know how to react.
Is Yan Wushi pretending to be pitiful
This is simply impossible. As a human being, it is the most normal reaction before falling asleep.
Shen Qiao remembered the gentle and harmless smile he gave him before.
But now it's a little different than before.
Shen Qiao: "Do you still remember your name?"
Yan Wushi blinked, this expression made Shen Qiao's mouth twitch.
"I'm... Xie Ling..."
Xie Ling... Thanks
Shen Qiao suddenly remembered that Kun Xie had told him that Yan Wushi's surname was Xie, and he came from a family of the previous dynasty. This time he went to the Panlong Club to get back his mother's relics.
Rao thought of this layer, and Shen Qiao still felt a little incredible.
He frowned slightly, thinking silently.
The mutton soup was a little cold, and there was a layer of oil on the soup surface.
Yan Wushi's eyes wandered back and forth between Tang and Shen Qiao, and hesitantly said, "I'm hungry..."
Before this moment, even if Yan Wushi fell to Pingyang, Shen Qiao never imagined that the other party would look at him with a confused expression and say "I'm hungry".
Even if the other party had no remorse and ridicule as before, Shen Qiao felt it was normal, because that was Yan Wushi.
But how did it become like this
He couldn't help rubbing his forehead, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Apart from the name Xie Ling, what do you remember?"
Yan Wushi's hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't even hold the soup bowl stably, so Shen Qiao had to feed him spoon by spoon.
"do not remember… "
Shen Qiao: "Do you remember the name Yan Wushi?"
Yan Wushi shook his head, his doubtful expression did not falsify.
Shen Qiaotan couldn't help but sigh again: "Can't you remember at all?"
Combined with Banna's words and Yan Wushi's performance before and after several awakenings, Shen Qiao seemed to have a clue.
In short, the disordered infuriating spirit and the injured head may be the reason for the big change in Yan Wushi's personality.
He slept most of the time, but every time he woke up, he often showed a different behavior, sometimes it was just a temperament forged by fragmented memories; sometimes it returned to normal, like before; Furious, completely unable to control himself.
But Shen Qiao is not a doctor, he can only think of these, how to make Yan Wushi return to normal, but he has no idea.
He also doesn't know whether Yan Wushi will have new dispositions in addition to the dispositions he is showing now.
"I remember..." Yan Wushi licked his lips after eating a bowl of mutton soup.
"Huh?" Shen Qiao was about to get up when he heard the words and looked back at him.
Yan Wushi: "When I fell asleep, you kissed me... It also smells like mutton soup."
Shen Qiao: "..."
The very good-tempered Shen Qiao suddenly had the desire to slap another bowl of soup that he had not yet drank on the other's head.
Yan Wushi seemed to sense his mood, couldn't help shrinking back, and looked back at him with that aggrieved look.
Shen Qiao supported her forehead and asked the heaven without a word.