Travel thousands of miles in my life

The man on the bed had noble features and a pale face.If it weren't for his pained cries from time to time, Wen Shuqiu would have thought that this young man couldn't make it through.

Wen Shuqiu really couldn't bear to see him continue to suffer.However, it is not easy to save him. When it comes to the method of rescue, it sounds simple. You only need to dig out the carrion from the injured wound, drain the poisonous blood, and there is a certain chance of recovery.But this is just easy to say, no one would say such a thing.

Wen Shuqiu actually picked up the knife, but Wen Shuqiu was full of apprehension. He tightly held the small Qingfeng knife that Yan hadn't intended to use internal force to open the blade.He gesticulated on the scary wound for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Yan Wuwu saw his hesitation, and said helplessly, "You probably don't know who he is yet."

One sentence caused everyone, one big and one small, to turn their faces to look at him, only to see that Yan Wuxin walked up to the man on the bed, unexpectedly leaned over and pulled the man's skirt, and a pendant slipped out from between his neck.

With the help of the dim oil lamp, the two of them could see clearly that it was a hollow jade bead about one inch in size, and there was another layer of slightly smaller jade beads inside, about two or three layers.There seems to be a scarlet shadow hanging in the center, but it is not clear clearly.

"Do you know what this is?" Yan Wuwu didn't pick up the little bead directly, he used the hem of his clothes to lay it on a layer before showing it to the other two people.

Wen Shuqiu stared at the bead, stunned for a long time, and suddenly asked in a flash of inspiration: "The Nine-turn Bead of Yuxuan Immortal Temple?"

"How do you know?" Yan Wuwu was surprised for a moment, and finally twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "What kind of Yuxuan Temple is a group of old-fashioned deceitful people." Wen Shuqiu said helplessly: "But you can't deny that Yuxuan Temple There is indeed something magical about Xuanxian Temple." After that, he muttered to himself, "No wonder he survived for so long... no wonder."

Seeing Gu Ping's puzzled gaze, Wen Shuqiu wiped the blood next to the man's hideous wound with a clean cloth boiled in boiling water, and explained in a good voice: "This bead is a unique spiritual object of Yuxuan Temple. Nine-turn bead It was passed on as a life-saving elixir in the strange books, and I only heard of it by accident. Each layer can save the life of the owner."

After hearing this, Gu Ping felt a little more at ease, and asked again: "Then, will he still die?"

Wen Shuqiu understood his worry that his words didn't convey his meaning, and said with a smile: "I don't know. The Nine-turn Pearl is just a legend, but judging from his situation, the chance of being rescued may be higher."

Gu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, he took out the broken silver that Yan Wuyi gave him before from his sleeve, and put it back into Yan Wuyi's hand as it was.

"You don't want it?" Yan Wuwu glanced at Wen Shuqiu who was concentrating on diagnosis and treatment, then turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Take it, if you let him know that you returned it to me, he will definitely blame me."

The boy shook his head and insisted on handing it over.

Yan Wuwu had no choice but to take it back, he knew in his heart that this young man was probably just looking for an opportunity to repay them.But there was one thing that he was really curious about.

"How did you save this man?" He hesitated and asked, Lu Chen is the disciple of Xuan Xiaozi, the master of Yuxuan Temple, and the old man is notoriously protecting his weaknesses, how could he let the big apprentice run to This bird doesn't shit where it hurts to play.

The boy recalled it for a while, and said in a vague way: "About half a month ago, after the black storm passed, I was going to find something, but I saw him."

He gestured and continued: "There is such a big piece on the leg, there is no meat left. I brought him back."

"Aren't you afraid that he's a bad guy?" Yan Wuwu looked at the young man's serious expression, and thought of teasing him.This child is several years younger than him, and he doesn't find it awkward to act like an elder.

"Don't be afraid, he's injured." The boy said expressionlessly.Yan Wuxin raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said appreciatively: "Seeing that you are not very old, you are quite courageous."

Gu Ping snorted coldly. He seemed to have suffered some kind of throat injury, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He didn't really care about it, but he still didn't want to talk much.Yan Wuxin didn't get it right, so he could only turn his face to look at the other side embarrassingly.

Wen Shuqiu didn't pay attention to the small injustice here, he was concentrating on digging away the rotten flesh around the wound, his blade kept cutting, and he was distracted to pay attention to the unconscious man's condition.Seeing his brows furrowed tightly, his nostrils fluttering constantly, and the bean-sized cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he seemed to be in extreme pain.But no matter how painful he was, he couldn't get out of the coma for the time being.

Wen Shuqiu was also having a hard time. The hideous scene in front of him and the ubiquitous smell of blood were a great challenge to him. After scraping off the last trace of carrion, the blood was still flowing without any sign of stopping. He was a little panicked. Yan Wuxin made a timely move to seal several large acupuncture points around the man's body, and the blood gradually solidified into scabs.

But this wound can't be left wide open, let's just leave it here, Yan Wuwu smiled and pulled the rope to take off the Nine Turns Bead, tied it to the man's leg, and said, "That's all right."

Wen Shuqiu was stunned for a long time, and after confirming that he was not joking, he said in confusion: "Brother Yan."

"Ok?"

"Daoist Lu Chen...isn't he your enemy?" It's too hasty to treat a wound that can lead to death in such a playful way.After Yan Wuwu heard this, he stroked his forehead and laughed loudly: "It's not that I don't want to save him, it's that I know you have nothing to do. Don't worry, this guy doesn't die so easily, he will definitely wake up within two days. "

Seeing that the two of them still looked like they wanted to say goodbye to the unconscious Lu Chen forever, he had no choice but to say: "Back then when thousands of people went up to Yuxuan Mountain to attack and force Xuan Xiaozi to hand over the secret recipe of the Nine-Zhuan Pearl, who would have thought that the old man It turned out to be so stubborn, and directly used internal force to shatter the prescription at the bottom of the pressure box and disappeared along the water flow. The old man gave him the last nine-turn bead before he emerged. Since the last nine-turn bead was transferred to his hand, he has been working day and night Running around. When he was besieged, he didn't suffer any injuries, and he wasn't well, so don't worry about it."

"But is this Nine-turn Pearl really so magical?" Wen Shuqiu was really puzzled.

Yan Wuxin blinked secretly, and said with a smile on his face: "Maybe, who knows. But this broken bead is also very evil, it's better not to touch it."

After all this tossing, it was already dawn, Yan Wuyi and Wen Shuqiu were already exhausted, Gu Ping gave up the room where he usually rested, and went to guard Lu Chen by himself.

The two lay on the bed, speechless for a while, Wen Shuqiu was already so sleepy, he muttered a few vague words, and then fell into a dark and sweet dream.And Yan Wuyi, although his body was extremely exhausted, his heart was still full of energy.He felt a little embarrassed. The two were lying on the same bed, and each other's breathing and heartbeat could be heard clearly.He looked sideways at Wen Shuqiu slightly, and found that he had closed his eyes and his breathing was gradually calming down.

He grinned silently, and pushed the thin quilt that was barely stuffed with cotton to Wen Shuqiu's side, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

Yan Wuwu, who was completely defenseless, didn't realize that after he gradually fell asleep, the young man next to him opened a pair of eyes as dark as the night, and his eyes were very clear, without a trace of sleepiness.Wen Shuqiu looked at Yan Wuxin who was not honest in his sleeping appearance with a complicated expression, and helplessly tucked the quilt for him, got up and walked out the door.

His movements were very light, and he stepped across the threshold with brisk steps like an agile civet.The sky was about to turn white, and he stood under the sky that was half of the Milky Way and half of the morning light, flipping his notebook in his hand, and quickly recorded the wonders in front of him.

There is no wind and no cloud tonight, and all you can see is a magnificent scene.The moon-white sand dunes in the distance, and the lone moon in the sky covered by the light of stars all turned into small reflections in his black pupils.Wen Shuqiu was wearing a thin robe and standing in the courtyard with his long hair half loose. The starlight shone on him mercilessly, like a robe added to his body.

His hands seem to have touched everything in the world, although they are just plain white lines, they have a thrilling charm.After the last line was completed, he flipped through the previous drawing, sighed slightly, and closed the book.

"Almost over."

Early the next morning, he heard a loud noise from the next room. Gu Ping ran out with rare excitement and disbelief on his face, knocked desperately on Yan Wuyi's door, and shouted: "Wake up! He's awake!"

Yan Wuwu, who was woken up, took a deep breath before suppressing the desire to explode.He opened the door with a sullen face, and said viciously: "Aren't you happy when you woke up?!"

The young man looked inside the room, then at him again, and asked expressionlessly, "Where's Brother Wen?"

"I'm cooking porridge." Yan Wuwu finished speaking angrily, then poked him on the forehead and said, "Everyone is going to be sick from your fright, so don't be so startled next time."

He picked up a cloth towel soaked in night dew and wiped his face before he entered the side room. The man who was unconscious yesterday has now woken up, leaning against the bedside, staring at his beads in a daze, seeing him The arrival does not seem to be very surprising.

"You're awake, Lu Chen." He smiled at the man and greeted him.

Although it was the reunion of old friends, there were no touching hugs and greetings, only a few plain greetings.

"Have you been hiding all these years?" Yan Wuwu leaned evilly by the door with his arms folded.

"Hmm." Lu Chen stroked the smooth surface of the Nine Turns Jade Pearl, his eyes were deep, "There should be no need to chase now."

"why?"

He gently picked up the bead, turned it towards Yan Wuyi, and said flatly: "There is only one layer left."

There is only one layer left, which means that only one life can be saved.

"Did it break yesterday?" Yan Wuwu suddenly realized that as long as he thought of another legend about the Jiuzhuanzhu, no one would try to snatch it.

"Yes." Lu Chen obviously cherished this little bead very much. It was not only a relic left to him by his master, but also a spiritual object that saved him and accompanied him in countless disasters.

"Broken jade is a blessing, but you have to cherish your little life in the future." Yan Wuwu saw his reluctance, and comforted him with a smile. When he heard that Wen Shuqiu seemed to have cooked the porridge outside, he shouted called out.

"How does Daoist Lu feel? Does it still hurt?" Wen Shuqiu came in with a bowl of porridge, opening the curtain.Lu Chen raised his head upon hearing the sound, and was taken aback when he saw Wen Shuqiu's face.

"Wei..." He was confused and shocked, and after looking carefully, he felt that his eyes were dazzled, so he said with a complicated expression, "You look like a person."

Wen Shuqiu smiled and asked back, "Like who?"

Lu Chen didn't speak anymore.

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