Xie Bian had an unbelievable look on his face. He originally wanted to ask, "Didn't you kick me out?" But when he saw the trace of grievance hidden under Fan Wuxi's raised eyebrows, he was angry and funny for a while, and his heart also felt a little angry. After softening, he coughed lightly: "Brother is afraid of disturbing your recovery, so it's not that he didn't want to visit you on purpose."
Fan Wuxi's face turned slightly better: "Then how is your injury?"
"I'm fine." Xie Bian spread his hands to show, "I wasn't seriously injured."
Fan Wuxi looked at Jie Bian's cheeks that seemed to have lost weight overnight, and stretched out his hand unconsciously. Suddenly, he felt that he would pinch the narrow jaw and force him to ask why this person didn't eat well, and did he want him to take a bite? to feed.
But before his hand touched Jie Bian, he was already sober. He lowered his hand and put it behind his back, holding it lightly.
Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuxi's shoulder worriedly: "What about you, are you feeling better?"
"No." Fan Wuxi lowered his head, "It hurts all the time, and I still can't move."
"Then you still run out." Jie Bian said anxiously, "Come back with me."
Back at the residence, Xie Bian took over from the disciples of the Wuliang Sect and changed Fan Wuxue's medicine. He unwrapped the gauze layer by layer until he saw those hideous blood holes, his hands trembled, and his eyelashes drooped sadly.
Fan Wuzhen was waiting to take the medicine, when Xie Bian whispered, "Wuyin, I'm sorry."
He froze for a moment: "What's the matter?"
Xie Bian raised his face, his eye circles were red, and his black and big pupils were covered with a thin layer of mist, and the pupils were shining, as if reflecting a little bit of stars.
Fan Wuxi's breathing was a little tight, and his mind was in a mess, all thinking, who is he showing this look to? Who else has he seen this provocative look
Xie Bian bit his lip: "Brother didn't protect you well, do you blame brother?"
Fan Wuxi said in a low voice, "If I blame you, how will you make it up to me?"
Xie Bian was stunned by the question.
"Can you just be nice to me?" Fan Wuxi stared at Jie Bian, his tone didn't look like a question at all, but like an order.
"..." Jie Bian was a little dazed.
Fan Wuxi knew Bian closely, and looked into his eyes: "Why are you being nice to me?"
"Because...you are my junior brother." Xie Bian suddenly felt that his little junior brother's eyes had a depth far beyond his age, and that emotion was like a raging undercurrent under the sea, which could turn the world upside down at any time.
"Then why be nice to others."
"I… "
Fan Wuxi grabbed Bian's wrist: "I only have you... You are good to me, can you just give it to me."
"Wuxie, what's wrong with you." Jie Bian looked at him in confusion, but his tone was clearly coaxing, "Is it because no one took good care of you when you were young? You have suffered a lot."
Fan Wuxi's lips pursed, he let go of Bian's hand, and turned his face away.
"I know it's hard not to have parents. Fortunately, I have a master who treats me well, and you will have a brother who treats you well in the future." Xie Bian stretched out his hand and touched Fan Wushi's head, and said softly: "Senior brother treats you well." Well, others can’t share it away, this is not something that will become less if it is divided out, but for you, it will only increase.”
Fan Wuzhen suddenly wrapped his arms around Xie Bian's waist, and threw himself into his arms, almost knocking Xie Bian down with such force.
After Xie Bian was stunned, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his hands ran from Fan Wuxi's hair all the way to his back, stroking repeatedly, coaxing: "Senior brother is here."
Brother is here.
Big Brother is always there.
Liar, you lied to me, you lied to everyone, you will take everything away after being nice to me, you will stab me hard when I love you, you will throw away everything when I have nothing but you Next I leave forever.
You are Zong Ziheng, but not Zong Ziheng.
Don't become Zong Ziheng.
Fan Wuxi tightened his grip on Bian's waist, he was so greedy for this embrace that he wished he could not blend into the other's body.
Xie Bian didn't go deep into Fan Wuzhen's abnormality, but just felt distressed. He comforted him patiently, and he felt more of a heavy responsibility of being an older brother in his chest.
After dawdling in changing the medicine, Fan Wuxi grabbed Xie Bian's clothes and refused to let him go, and Xie Bian just ate and chatted with him, and didn't leave the whole day.
They chat about the evil that nearly killed them.
"This person is full of doubts, and I don't know if Elder Zhaowen can find out why."
"If it's really a person from Zong Tianzi's era, I'm afraid it will be very difficult, unless Xu Zhinan goes out." Fan Wuxi was thinking about how to let them know the true identity of the evil spirit without revealing himself. After all, he can't rely on himself now. To investigate the suspicious points on Zong Minghe.
"Is it useful for Xu Zhinan to leave the customs? I always feel that the most difficult thing to investigate in this matter is not his identity itself, but..." Xie Bian said solemnly, "It's Li Buyu."
"You think he'll stop it?"
"From the moment he used Lei Zubao to beat that evil spirit, I felt that he had some shady secret, and everyone had the same doubt in their hearts, but no one dared to bring it up like Master did." Xie Bian sighed, "If nothing can be found out about this matter in the end, it will be nothing."
"That's right. If I were Liu Buyu, and I deliberately concealed this matter, I would naturally find a way to obstruct it."
"Hundred years ago, stealing pills and binding demon formations." Xie Bian murmured one by one, "To be honest, if everyone knew that Zong Zixiao had been sent to the eighteenth floor of hell by the emperor, Li Buyu would be ruthless and fearful. It seems that there is only one person who would brutally suppress even bad karma..." His expression changed, "By the way, there is one more person."
Fan Wushi's heart tightened.
"The Emperor's Zongzi Heng." Xie Bian seemed very excited by this discovery, "Do you think that evil creature could be Zongzi Heng?"
"..."
"People in the world say that the Demon Lord is heinous, but if the Human Emperor hadn't been cold-blooded and ruthless, he would not have fallen into the devil's way. The battle between their brothers for the throne directly implicated the Li family."
Fan Wuzhen looked at Jie Bian's way of thinking, and his mood was very complicated: "However, it is said that the emperor's body was sealed by the demon king in the map of the mountains and rivers, and no one could find it. Moreover, the Yuanyang kung fu on that evil spirit Law, still can't explain."
"Yes." Jie Bian shook his head and fell into deep thought again.
"However, this guess is still very valuable, brother, you should tell Master."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, if that Xie Chong was really sealed by Li Buyu, we have to look into his karmic grievances." Fan Wuyou can be sure that as long as Xie Bian tells Zhong Kui what he said exactly, Zhong Kui will definitely Think of Zong Minghe. Most of Xie Bian's understanding of the Zong family came from storytelling and unofficial history, and those things only put a lot of ink on the Zong brothers. But when Zhong Kui was born, the entire world of cultivating immortals hadn't recovered from the shadow of the Demon Lord, so they must have known more than Jie Bian.
"Okay." Xie Bian said worriedly, "No deterrence, I have a premonition."
"What premonition."
"I think the identity of that evil spirit, and the truth of this matter, will cause an uproar in the world of cultivating immortals. After all, it is related to the reputation of the leader of the immortal alliance."
Fan Wuxi sneered in his heart. That's right, if the truth is exposed, he really wants to see how Li Buyu will explain all of this, and he can't wait to know what happened to Zong Minghe, why he was able to use the Yuanyang Kungfu, and the pill that was poached , And into whose stomach.
"Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years have passed, and the world of cultivating immortals still has not been able to get rid of the threat left by the Demon Lord." Xie Bian said with emotion, "I don't know how many human pills you have to eat to cultivate a Demon Lord."
Fan Wushi's heart became angry: "I heard that Zong Zixiao was born with superior bones, won the first prize in the Jiaolong Association at the age of thirteen, does he really need a human pill?"
"That being said, if he hadn't eaten his own father's pill, how could he control the ancient magic weapon."
Fan Wuxi was really aggrieved, but he couldn't say anything more.
"Why don't I go to Master now." Xie Bian said as he stood up, "Master must be impatient too."
Fan Wuxi dragged him back: "It's so late, tomorrow."
"But… "
"Brother, I'm sleepy, you can sleep with me." Fan Wuxi looked at Jie Bian without blinking, "It's like, I was guarding you that day."
Jie Bian smiled: "Okay."
Xie Bian spread out the quilt, and carefully helped Fan Wuxi take off his coat, and he lay down on the quilt with only his inner coat on.
Fan Wuxi was immersed in the warm and pleasant smell of Jie Bian, which made him extremely relaxed.
Xie Bian also relaxed. This was the most peaceful moment he felt since they were injured. He looked at the curtain above his head and said softly: "Wuyin, do you know that I actually fainted at the gossip stage?" That day, I had a dream." He held back this matter for several days, and suddenly had the desire to confide in it.
"What dream?"
"I dreamed..." Xie Bian recalled the end of the dream, it was really embarrassing, so he automatically omitted it, "I dreamed that I seemed to have a younger brother."
Fan Wushi's heart trembled.
"His name is... Xiao Jiu."
Fan Wuxi clenched his fists in the quilt.
"If only I really had a younger brother." Xie Bian suddenly didn't want to talk anymore, because the ending between him and Xiao Jiu was obviously a tragedy, "However, I have you."
Fan Wuxi closed his eyes to stop his emotions from leaking out.
How could he have such a dream, fainting, and dream about his previous life, all because of being stimulated by the gossip table? As he said, the vast majority of people will only have deja vu, and will not completely remember the past life, but what if someone can remember the past life.
If Jie Bian could really remember his previous life, then the eldest son Heng would come back completely, and the one he loved and the one he hated would come back together. Even he himself didn't know whether he wanted that eldest son Heng to come back.
He only knew that no matter what happened, in this life, he would never let go of this person.
The second volume of continuous impermanence