The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

When Song Wang woke up, he found that the side of his face was furry. It seemed that something was sticking to him, soft and warm.

Like some fur.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the furry face of the white lion.

The white lion was still asleep, even soundly asleep, with its tail draped around his neck.

Song Wang didn't know how the white lion ended up sleeping on his side, and he didn't want to ask, so he supported himself with his hands and prepared to get up.

As soon as he moved, he found that it was not the white lion sleeping next to him, but his head was resting on Shen Ya's arms, and the white lion was just sleeping next to Shen Ya.

Shen Ya is still sleeping.

Even when he stood up, Shen Ya didn't notice anything.

Instead, the white lion raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Seeing that it was him, she turned her head away again.

[Don't bother Yaya, you were up all night last night and we didn't sleep well. I didn't expect you to be the kind of person who would cry for your mother when you are sick.]

Song Wang paused and didn't say anything. He just took a closer look at the leaves that had covered him and the clothes that had been torn into a towel.

When Shen Ya woke up, Song Wang was not there.

She looked around but couldn't find Song Wang.

"Bai Shi, Second Brother is missing."

Her second senior brother, who was so old, is missing.

The white lion stretched lazily, not caring whether Song Wang was there or not.

If you're not here, then you're not here. You're a grown-up, you can't be so stupid that you can't find the way back.

At this time, Song Wang came back with two skinned rabbits in his hands.

"Second Brother, where have you been? You are not well yet, you should sit down and rest."

Shen Ya ran over and reached out to take the hare.

Song Wang dodged Shen Ya's hand and said, "It's okay."

Then he started to make a fire and roast the rabbit.

"Second Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Ya followed Song Wang and asked him how he was feeling.

Song Wang pursed his lips, his eyelashes trembling, and raised his beautiful eyes to look at Shen Ya, without much emotion, "I have temporarily lost my cultivation."

He couldn't help but hold the natal sword beside him.

At this time, it seems that only his natal sword can give him a sense of security.

Shen Ya exclaimed, "Did I give you the wrong medicine? I remember the effects of these medicines very clearly. There is no strange medicine."

If it was just Song Wang alone, Shen Ya might think it was an accident.

There is also a white lion like this.

She had to reflect on whether she had given them the wrong medicine.

Song Wang didn't expect that this might also be related to Shen Ya.

Before he could open his mouth, the white lion spoke first.

[I fed you the medicine. You were in that condition at the time and you might not have survived without the medicine, so I gave it to you.]

Shen Ya had this concern at the time, but Bai Shi felt that saving lives was more important.

The cultivation level can be restored, but it may be difficult to deal with if the person is dead.

Did he blame Shen Ya?

Song Wang lowered his eyes to look at the white lion protecting its cub, and said in a light voice, "What kind of medicine are these? Let me see."

Shen Ya has already laid out all the medicines and also introduced what they are.

Before giving these medicines to Shen Ya, Nan Yuan reviewed them again, corrected the names and explained their functions one by one.

There is naturally no way there is anything wrong with the medicine.

Even if there was a problem, Song Wang would not blame Shen Ya and Bai Shi.

You can't blame them for wanting to save him.

"No problem, it's my own problem."

Song Wang's fingertips lingered on one of the jade bottles for a moment.

After a long while, he spoke, "Can you lend me two Pei Yuan Dan pills? I'll return them to you when I get back."

Song Wang had never borrowed anything from others before, this was the first time.

He prepared himself mentally for a long time before speaking.

In such a place, Song Wang felt extremely uncomfortable both physically and mentally due to his lack of cultivation.

To be precise, it is anxiety.

Two pills of Peiyuan Dan will help him get better faster.

"Second Brother, take all if you need it."

Shen Ya was still worried that Song Wang was like this because of himself. When he knew it wasn't the case, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

When she heard Song Wang asking to borrow something from her, she directly put the entire jade bottle into Song Wang's hands.

"I haven't used many of the pills given by Senior Brother. It's good that you can use them, Second Brother."

As for whether to pay it back or not, it doesn’t matter.

Song Wang couldn't help but hold the bottle.

He pinched with a bit too much force, and his fingertips turned slightly white.

"Pei Yuan Dan is very precious."

"I know, but I can't use it right now. No matter how precious something is, it's meant to be used. If you don't use it, it's the same as not having it."

"You can use it." Song Wang said lightly.

Peiyuan Dan is used to strengthen the body and replenish the vital energy.

Large families would give it to their children who had just started to cultivate.

of course.

He is a highly gifted offspring.

Most people don't deserve this treatment.

Song Wang had seen Peiyuan Dan once when he was a child, but at that time it was a treasure that he could not even exchange his life for.

But now Shen Ya has so many.

Shen Ya threw a few sticks of firewood into the fire, holding his face and smiling, "Master told me not to use them, saying that I don't need them. I also said that these pills are useless at the time. Fortunately, you need them, Second Senior Brother."

Song Wang smiled.

He suddenly understood why some people were cynical.

People are born different.

The treasure that he had risked his life for when he was young was now of no use to Shen Ya.

How many people can remain calm in the face of such a huge gap?

"Second senior brother?"

Song Wang smiled strangely, Shen Ya was a little scared and couldn't help but call him.

"Eat your food, then go."

Song Wang poured out two Peiyuan pills and returned the bottle to Shen Ya.

Shen Ya didn't want to accept it and wanted to give all the pills to Song Wang. Seeing that Song Wang didn't want to accept it, she took it back.

"Second Brother, do you think I'm a burden?"

“I am the burden now.”

Song Wang put away his natal sword and stared at the fire intently. The firelight danced in his eyes, making his pale lips look more bloody.

"I have lost my cultivation now, and I am no different from an ordinary person. I can't protect you. And I have offended a lot of people, and they are all looking for me. If you follow me, you will die, and die with me."

"Then I will protect you. Don't be afraid, Master and the others will come looking for us, and we will be fine."

Shen Ya grabbed Song Wang's sleeve and said, "Second Brother, you lost your cultivation in order to save us. I will be responsible for you."

responsible?

Song Wang smiled, "I have nothing now, and I am useless. Useless people have no need to live. I don't need your responsibility either."

Song Wang's tone was very depressing, which made Shen Ya feel inexplicably suffocated.

At this moment, Song Wang was like a drowning man, with little desire to survive. He allowed himself to be slowly submerged by the water and sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Who said you are useless? You are useful."

Shen Ya grabbed Song Wang and pulled him under a fruit tree.

She pointed at the fruit on the tree and asked Song Wang to pick one for her.

Although he didn't know what Shen Ya was doing, Song Wang still did it.

Shen Ya held up the fruit and said to Song Wang, "Even though you have lost your cultivation, you can still help me pick fruits from high places. You are not useless. And you are my second senior brother. I will protect you even if you are useless."

Song Wang lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Shen Ya's expression was more serious than ever before.

The little girl pulled him stubbornly, holding the wild fruit, and tried with all her strength to pull him out of the abyss.

"What a fool."

Song Wang couldn't help but sneer.

He now had some understanding of why Nan Yuan liked Shen Ya.

Too stupid.

She is so silly that people can't help but look at her a few more times, can't help but keep their eyes on her, can't help but want to... get closer.