Shen Qiao was in a drowsy state, a string in his mind was taut all the time, clamoring to wake up, but his upper and lower eyelids were sticking so tightly that he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.
There was a strange heat on his lips, as if something invaded and wreaked havoc. He struggled for a while, then a faint moan escaped from his mouth, and finally he barely opened his eyes.
The fire burned for most of the night, and it has gradually weakened. The body is held in his arms, and the skin is touching through the clothes. It makes people feel lazy from the bones.
Shen Qiao suddenly felt almost out of breath, but the pressure was not from the internal injury in the chest, but from the nose and mouth.
"The dignified headmaster of Xuandu Mountain, but he can't even breathe in and out. I'm afraid it will make people laugh out of their teeth?" The voice of laughter came from a distance, but it was just in the ear. , the two of them were face to face, the other's tongue was withdrawing from his slightly opened mouth, and he kissed Shen Qiao's lips slowly, and then pulled a little distance, pinched his left and right cheeks and pulled to the side. "Stupid?"
The ignorant and confused eyes finally injected a little bit of sanity, Shen Qiao slapped Yan Wushi with a palm, the latter sighed and pulled away: "A Qiao, I'm Xie Ling!"
Shen Qiao stopped and stared at him with a frown.
Yan Wushi came up to hug him again, and said softly, "I'm Xie Ling, don't you recognize me?"
Shen Qiao didn't say a word, raised his hand to pat him again.
Yan Wushi quickly grabbed his hand and said in surprise, "You're in a daze, and Xie Ling is also playing?"
Shen Qiao was annoyed: "How could Xie Ling call me Ah Qiao!"
Yan Wushi chuckled: "Yes, I forgot, he called you the beautiful brother, but I can't call it that name. I didn't expect you to be so good-looking, but you took advantage of me for so long. When I heard Xie Ling call you, did you not show your face, but was very happy in your heart?"
Shen Qiao turned his head: "nonsense!"
Yan Wushi kissed him on the side of the face, and before the other party had time to attack, he closed it when he saw it, and was three feet away from him.
Shen Qiao wanted to get up, but because of the internal injury, he clutched his chest and coughed for a long time, and the pain slowly eased.
He can only say angrily: "When is it, you still, still like this!"
Yan Wushi couldn't help laughing: "A Qiao, you are so cute, you don't even know how to curse! What do you mean by repaying? I'll teach you, it's called fullness and warmth!"
The beauty turned red from anger and coughed violently, her eyes were dizzy and wet, and the brilliance flowed under the firelight, and she wanted to fall.
After discovering that Yan Wushi was deliberately making fun of himself by making himself angry, Shen Qiao slowly calmed down: "If you are angry with me again, my injury will be slow, and if someone chases you along the way, I may not be able to keep you. ."
Yan Wushi smiled and said, "That's okay, I have a plan."
Shen Qiao wondered: "What trick?"
Yan Wushi: "Didn't you dress me up as a woman last time? It's a wonderful method. If we both dressed as women together and took a carriage to pretend to go to Hanzhong for marriage, we would be able to hide from the sky."
As soon as Shen Qiao heard this, he knew that he must still remember the last revenge.
Although the last time the other party was still ill and dressed as a woman was "Xie Ling", it was impossible for Yan Wushi not to notice the same body.
Shen Qiao blinked and said to him, "How is your health?"
Yan Wushi: "You want to ask me how Xie Ling is doing?"
Shen Qiao was silent for a moment, then hummed softly.
He suddenly remembered the dream he had just had. The first half was about the master. It was probably because his chest was injured that he dreamed that the master put the stone on him. It was weird and funny, but in the end, it was not It's not because he misses Master too much in his heart. In the past, on Xuandu Mountain, it was hard to practice, but the protection of the master was like a towering tree, covering all the sinister people in the outside world, and when I went through many obstacles, when I recalled that year, I missed the old days more and more. At that time, the master was still Now, the brothers and sisters are as close as brothers and sisters and love each other. Apart from martial arts, there is no need to worry about other things. They are really carefree and have no worries at all.
As for the second half of the dream, it was nothing more than various reflections of his later life. Various characters appeared one after another. In the end, there was only one Xie Ling that he could recall after he was awake.
Yan Wushi asked: "A Qiao, do you hope that Xie Ling is still there, or Xie Ling is not there?"
"Xie Ling" was originally a temperament that was split by Yan Wushi's infatuation. If he was still there for a day, it would naturally prove that Yan Wushi had not completely recovered.
Seeing that he didn't seem to know how to answer, Yan Wushi smiled lightly: "If it's the former, then I'll really disappoint you. Although I haven't completely repaired the flaws in my devil's heart, the big change in my temperament caused by going into the devil's way has been taken care of. Repression. From now on, there will be no Xie Ling in this world."
Shen Qiao was stunned for a moment, and there was no more words, but sadness slowly emerged in his eyes.
He hugged the outer clothes covering his body and sat blankly, as if he was alone, pitiful and lovely.
However, Yan Wushi knew very well that under such a fragile appearance, there were hard bones that would never break the eyebrows and bend the waist no matter how bad the wind was.
In the past, he would definitely be malicious in his heart, trying to peel off the man's outer shell layer by layer to see if the tender meat hidden in the innermost remains the same after being destroyed.
But now, there was an unexplainable strangeness in his heart.
Even if "Xie Ling" was strangled, did it still leave an unwilling mark in his heart
Yan Wushi secretly sneered, but even that is of no use. The Shen Qiao you like will sooner or later forget your existence, and you will never be able to get close to him again.
Shen Qiao didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while."
He lay down sullenly, his outer clothes were thin, and his body that was afraid of the cold because of his illness curled up slightly, his back turned to Yan Wushi, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Yan Wushi walked over, but the other party didn't respond.
He reached out and touched it, and although Shen Qiao slapped it away, his fingertips were still slightly wet.
"Are you crying?" Yan Wushi was a little incredulous, "What's there to cry about? Xie Ling is just a remnant of his soul, not even a person."
Shen Qiao said dully: "To you, he is a remnant of a soul, but to me, he is a person who once existed."
Yan Wushi said: "Just because he turned around underground to find you?"
Shen Qiao ignored him.
In Yan Wushi's view, among all his previous temperaments, only Xie Ling was the weakest and the least like him. Who knew that Shen Qiao actually liked this temperament the most.
Thinking of this, his face was unhappy, and he snorted slightly: "You are so weak, and you said that you will become my opponent in the future and fight with me. If you are in this state of mind, I am afraid that you will never be able to reach the top of the martial arts."
After a long silence, Shen Qiao suddenly said, "What does Sect Master Yan think the top of martial arts is my master Qi Fengge, or Cui Youliang, or Tao Hongjing?"
When he was called Xie Ling, he was gentle and affectionate, but now face to face, close at hand, he is an emotionless Sect Master Yan.
Yan Wushi was unhappy, and said coldly: "No matter how high their martial arts are, I'm afraid they won't be called the peak."
It's too much for others to say this, but before Yan Wushi didn't go into trouble, his martial arts were indeed different from the three, and he was indeed qualified enough to say this.
Shen Qiao: "Yes, there is no end to martial arts, so how can you say that you can reach the top? Although a poor Taoist is not talented, he also knows that a weak temperament has nothing to do with the advancement of martial arts. Sect Master Yan has the way of Sect Master Yan, and I also have my way. , Do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself, I mourned for my old friend, I am sad for my old friend, and what have I to do with Sect Master Yan? Please respect yourself."
But I have known each other for a few days, and only a few times. I don't even know why Xie Ling is called Xie Ling, but they are old friends
Yan Wushi sneered in his heart, but the frost on his face was gone, and he said warmly: "Okay, you and I are here for each other, but it's just chatting, why are you so angry?"
Shen Qiao answered him by directly pulling his outer clothes over his head, expressing his refusal to communicate.
Yan Wushi: "..."
Silent all night.
The next day Shen Qiao got up very early. When he woke up, Yan Wushi had come back from washing up at the stream in the cave. Seeing him looking at him, he smiled and said, "A Qiao, you lend me the mountains and rivers and the sword of sorrow."
His expression was gentle and his mood was very good, as if the unpleasantness of last night had never happened.
Shen Qiao said vigilantly: "Yesterday, your bird hair was not shaved clean, and after I ate it, I had some abdominal pain."
Yan Wushi snorted: "That's because I found that the bird feathers have to be plucked by hand, and this time I won't use them to shave the bird feathers."
Shen Qiao was still very worried: "What do you want to hunt, I'll go."
As soon as I got up, there was a dull pain in my sternum.
Seeing him frown, Yan Wushi said softly, "If you are injured for me, I'd better go, and I won't use it to shave bird feathers."
Shen Qiao didn't believe that in just one night, Sect Master Yan immediately had a grateful heart, but the other party's martial arts are now greatly reduced. After thinking about it, he still handed the sword over.
Yan Wushi left with his sword. Before leaving, he even rolled up leaves with water and came over to wash him.
In the early spring climate, cold water touched my cheeks, and my mind immediately became clear. Cistanche japonica was really effective. Although the sternum had not completely healed, it was much better when I woke up, and even the pain when breathing was relieved a lot.
He performed cross-legged exercises to heal his injuries, and after a long time, Yan Wushi came back.
Shen Qiao was a little surprised: "Did you go down the mountain?"
Yan Wushi: "No, I just went out to check the situation. If there is no accident, we will go down the mountain tonight."
Shen Qiao nodded and saw that he had picked up two fish and strung them together on a branch, and said, "How come there are such big fish."
Yan Wushi: "It's rainy in spring, and the fish are naturally delicious."
Shen Qiao suddenly had a bad premonition: "Fish scales and internal organs, how did you get there?"
Yan Wushi didn't lift his head: "Of course it is with a sword."
Shen Qiao said angrily: "Shanhe Tongbei Sword is not for you to scrape fish scales!"
Yan Wushi sighed: "A Qiao, you are really unreasonable, you said you can't use it to shave bird feathers, I promised you, but you didn't say you can't use it to shave fish scales, and besides, half of the fish will enter in the end. In your belly, is it because the sword has a fishy smell, you can't use the 'Jianxin' realm when facing the enemy?"
With his expression "You are making trouble unreasonably, fortunately I am tolerant and tolerant of you", so angry that Shen Qiao almost didn't pick up the stone next to him and smash it at it.