Copper Coins

The movement was only a blink of an eye, slight and short, and stopped after a moment of movement.

illusion?

Xue Xian's reaction was still a bit slow, he looked down at the wrinkled appearance of his robe in a daze, and didn't know whether to reach out to look through it, as if he was still waiting to see if he would move it a second time.

Dang bang.

After a while, the sound of metal clinking sounded, which was quite clear in this extremely quiet room.

"It's moving." Xue Xian said blankly, pointing to his robe, subconsciously raised his eyes to look in Xuan Min's direction.

Xuan Min had already opened his eyes, and his dark eyes were looking at this side. He didn't know whether he opened them just after hearing Xue Xian's words, or he had been looking at them for a while.

Because the light from the oil lamp was dimmed to him, Xue Xian couldn't see clearly the eyes hidden under the shadow of his brow bone, but even if he could see clearly, with Xue Xian's brain after a night of mischief, he probably couldn't tell the difference. emotions in it.

It should be as calm as ever...

Xue Xian repeated again: "Something moved."

Therefore, some things really need to be restrained. After being too laissez-faire, people will not only become lazy and do not want to move, but also stupid.At least Xue Xian's dumbfounded appearance is absolutely abnormal now. It wasn't obvious when he was talking about what had happened just now, but now he encountered an unexpected situation, and he became a little dazed.

Xuan Min sat in the semi-dark place, looked at him for a moment, and then replied, "Yes."

His voice seemed as calm as a lake in the extremely quiet night, and under the wrapping of the warm yellow firelight, it even lost its sharpness and coldness. Emotions come.

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment in this emotion, and he didn't come back to his senses until the sound of struggling in his pocket sounded again.

After three rings, he finally recovered from his laziness and daze, lowered his eyes, and reached out to feel in his pocket.

The pockets were still soaked with the sweat that evaporated earlier, making them look slightly damp.So when he took out a thin iron plate, the surface of the iron plate was still covered with a layer of mist.

Dang bang.

When Xue Xian took out the iron plate, the brief but slight vibration sounded again.

This time Xue Xian was sure that it was one of the iron plates that was struggling.He placed the twenty or thirty thin iron sheets on the table next to him, and with the light of the oil lamp, his slender fingers randomly arranged them.

Dang bang.

"I found it." Xue Xian said, pointing at one of them, and picked it out.

"Perhaps the resentment has not dissipated." Xuan Min said.

Xue Xian gave a lazily "hmm", held the iron plate and approached the oil lamp, squinted his eyes to look back and forth, and carefully identified the scratches on the back of the iron plate.After a while, he "tsk", "I don't know."

The scratches were so deep and messy that it was hard to make out the original strokes, let alone what was written on it.

Xue Xian sat up straight, held out the iron plate and stretched out his hand to Xuan Min.

Xuan Min: "What?"

"Here, let's pass it." Xue Xian said lazily, then turned his head to look at the pile of military cards, counted them, and said: "28, do you still have to burn incense? Then you You have to prepare 28 sticks."

Just as he was saying this, the iron plate in Xue Xian's hand trembled twice again, as though he wanted to get it out of Xue Xian's fingers.

"Don't move." Xue Xian said casually to the iron sign.

do not move……

When Xue Xian, who wanted to vent his anxiety earlier, was struggling with his hand in the miasma, Xuan Min seemed to have said this sentence, and he said it more than once.

As soon as these words came out, Xue Xian's tired mind couldn't help thinking of Xuan Min's voice mixed in his panting, and the words stopped abruptly. meaning.

He held the iron plate stiffly, and glanced at Xuan Min.

Xuan Min lowered his eyes slightly for a moment, then raised his eyes again and glanced across Xue Xian's face.His gaze finally fell on the iron plate, but he never met Xue Xian's eyes, and he didn't know if he just slipped past it, or if he deliberately got out of the way.

After the miasma was dispelled earlier, Xue Xian and Xuan Min talked in a casual and lazy tone all the time, trying to suppress the ambiguous embarrassment by speaking in the same way as usual.

After all, although he has lived for many, many years, this is the first time he has encountered this kind of scene, and he doesn't know how to deal with it. He can only rigidly resolve it into an "extraordinary thing", just like a friend helping each other. Passed by like a busy one.

After a long time, the originally chaotic and hazy memory faded, and maybe it really became an ordinary and trivial thing that can be forgotten at any time.As for him and Xuan Min, how they got along with each other in the past, and how they still get along with each other, there is no need to bother to change anything because of it.

This may also be the reason why Xuan Min brought in the mist during the process, separated by a thick layer of fog, they couldn't see each other's faces, so they couldn't catch each other's eyes and emotions, and it was more like a confused dream. There will not be too many unnecessary effects.

But now, when he couldn't help but think of those scenes because of some words, and some emotions surged up, he realized that some things cannot be revealed by a casual and natural tone...

He stared at the iron plate in a daze for a moment, then his eyes moved, and he suddenly came back to his senses when he saw Xuan Min.

Xue Xian twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to use a more casual tone to bring the suddenly changed atmosphere back to the right track, but found that he was laughing out loud, very perfunctory.So he simply didn't struggle any more, and said dryly: "This piece of iron doesn't seem to be full of resentment, but rather something else hidden."

I don't know if Xuan Min lost his mind or thought about it for a while. After a while, he moved his eyes and said: "After staying in the tomb at the bottom of the river for too long, most of my soul has disappeared. There is not much left, and there is not enough resentment." Congeal."

He paused for a while, and finally stood up from the futon, walked towards Xue Xian, stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

When he was sitting there, he was still looking at Xue Xian, but when he got closer, he didn't look at it. He just took the iron plate with his lowered eyes, wrapped it up with a paper talisman, and muttered another scripture , flicked the iron plate wrapped in the paper talisman.

The iron plate made a "hum" sound and trembled violently between his fingers.Then, a figure with an indistinct outline slowly squeezed out from the iron plate, without touching the ground, standing in front of Xuan Min in vain.

Xue Xian looked at the man's appearance, his facial features seemed to be fogged...

fog...

Xue Xian's face suddenly became paralyzed, he rolled his eyes towards the sky, forced back the association that was about to pop up, and continued to move his eyes——

Although the facial features are a bit hazy, it can be vaguely seen that the birth is correct.He was not wearing the armor of the barracks, but an ordinary or even worn-out jacket, but both sleeves were empty, hanging down by his side without any support.

Obviously, with such a disability, he can no longer fight on the battlefield. After all, he can't even hold a sword, a spear, and a spear. Returning to his hometown is inevitable.It's just that when such a wounded soldier really returns to his hometown, his mood may be very complicated...

When Xue Xian was looking at him, the figure was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his own body, and it took a long while to realize that he really had an outline, so he bent one knee towards Xuan Min and Xue Xian, lowered his head and walked An incomplete gift.

Because there are no hands to support, when standing up, the movements are quite clumsy.

"Many... Thank you Master for your help." He was able to speak when he opened his mouth, but his voice was extremely low, as indistinct as his outline.

But just like that, he was still taken aback.

"I can speak again..." he murmured, "Can you hear me?"

Xuan Min glanced him up and down, and nodded.

"It was you who was struggling just now?" Xue Xian asked.

The man nodded and said, "It's me."

Xue Xian: "The last wish is unfinished? Or is the grudge still unabated and you don't want to be saved?"

The man nodded, then shook his head again, "I dare not, it's just..."

After all, it was forcibly condensed by resentment and broken soul, not an ordinary soul. He uttered words quite slowly and jerky, and he had to stop when he was talking, as if he couldn't remember the next sentence after he said the first sentence.He thought for a while, then said: "I heard that the two of you are leaving here..."

hear?

Xue Xian was taken aback for a moment and thought about it.Immediately remembered that he really had nothing to say to Xuan Min and said "If there is nothing wrong, pack up and go back to Fang's house", but... hear? !

"Did you hear that? What else did you hear?" Xue Xian's face changed from black to green, from green to white, several times.His eyes drifted towards Xuan Min unconsciously.

Xuan Min glanced at him with awareness, then looked back at the man, as if waiting for the man to answer this rather embarrassing question.

If this iron plate is always fucking consciously there, and can hear the movement of the outside world, then...

Xue Xian felt that his face had never been so hot in his life.

If it was just him and Xuan Min, then the two people who had suffered from the dragon's saliva would still be able to understand each other to some extent no matter how outrageous things they did.God knows, the earth knows, you know, I know, and no one else knows, so it is not impossible to bury it to the end.

But if an irrelevant third person finds out, it will change completely. There is a trace of inexplicable ambiguity in the embarrassment, and they will come up one after another, easily suppressing the so-called "understandable".

Xue Xian inevitably remembered the previous details again, and he still took the initiative to recall them.However, even after re-reading, those confused fragments did not become clear. He still couldn't remember whether he had yelled out of anxiety, let alone other nonsense words.

Probably not, but who can tell...

Someone can tell, but...

Xue Xian glanced at Xuan Min, then lowered his eyes and pinched the center of his brows, thinking that he should not live, or quickly save this nameless ghost who couldn't open any pot and carry which pot.

And when he raised his eyes again, he found that Xuan Min had moved a step to the side for some reason.Whether it was intentional or not, he happened to stand between Xue Xian and the unnamed wounded soldier, giving people the illusion of who was behind his back.

Because his vision was blocked, Xue Xian couldn't see the wounded soldier, he could only see Xuan Min's back, and naturally the wounded soldier couldn't see him either.Thinking about it this way, the hot face and embarrassment on the face just now subsided a little.

Fortunately, the wounded soldier's answer sounded in time: "I was confused at first, and when I just became conscious, I only heard the two of you say that you want to leave, but... But before you leave, can you do me a favor?"