I became my brother's cloud baby

The moonlight shone down and hit the young man's thin body, but the young man just looked at the lake without saying a word.

Ren Yanxing looked at the boy for a while, and then walked out from behind the stone.

"what are you doing?"

Ren Yanxing replied: "Go and borrow some fire from him."

A long and slender shadow was reflected on the lake, and the young man could not help but turn his head when he saw the sudden extra shadow.

Ren Yanxing was standing behind him. It was a handsome young man. He was dressed in white, which outlined his slender figure. His skin was whiter than snow, as if he had stepped out of a painting.

The young man looked a little dazed, and it took a few seconds for him to come back to his senses: "Who are you...?"

Seeing that he could speak, Ren Yanxing replied directly: "I'm here to participate in the Zhangzhou Conference. There is no fire on this island, and I was bored in the house, so I came out for a stroll."

He said these words, in fact, he wanted to test the young man. The movement behind the stone was so loud just now, and the young man didn't respond. Could it be that he couldn't hear it?

Surprisingly, the young man heard Ren Yanxing's speech, and he didn't become suspicious of Ren Yanxing. He reached out and took out his own torch: "I can lend you a fire."

The young man stretched out his hand to pass the torch, but suddenly he withdrew his hand, as if he had seen something, and glanced behind Ren Yanxing.

Standing behind Ren Yanxing is undoubtedly Wuzhi.

Wuzhishengdi was already full of wild nature, when the young man cast his gaze, his little canine teeth were deliberately exposed, against the backdrop of Ren Yanxing, he really looked like a bad guy.

Ren Yanxing then smiled: "We came together."

The boy hesitated for a while, then handed him the fire.

Taking a closer look, this boy was born with thin skin and tender flesh, dressed in rich clothes, he didn't look like a martial arts practitioner.

Ren Yanxing took over the fire, and tore off a nearby branch to start a fire: "Young master, what's your name?"

The boy looked at him sideways, and after a while he replied: "Ah Qing."

Wu Zhi glanced in the lake: "It's so dark here, where did you get the fire?"

Ah Qing replied: "There is a place in the north of the island where you can make fire."

"Are you so familiar with this place?" Wu Zhi asked.

"I am the caretaker here. I will guard here every year at the Zhangzhou General Assembly, so I am familiar with it." Ah Qing replied.

"Watcher?"

"Actually, the Zhangzhou General Assembly happens on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year. There is no fire on Yunfu Island. I am responsible for setting fire for you to prevent you from getting lost in the dark." Ah Qing replied.

"Every year?"

"Ah."

"What about that rumor?" Wu Zhi asked.

"Are you saying there are monsters on Yunfu Island?" Ah Qing's tone suddenly changed, "Of course it's not true."

"I have been in Yunfu Island for so many years, and I have never seen any monsters."

Ren Yanxing looked at Ah Qing for a while, but didn't speak.

The three of them just sat by the lake, the night was already dark, and the cold wind blowing by the lake made the corners of their clothes sway slightly.

Ah Qing looked at the sky, and suddenly said: "Look at this, it's almost dawn, you should go back early."

He reached for the torch and turned to hide in the darkness.

Ren Yanxing picked up the torch, but he said nothing: "Go back."

Wuzhi glanced at the lake, turned around and followed him: "Don't you think Ah Qing is strange?"

"It's indeed strange, but we don't know the topography of Yunfu Island, so we'd better go back and talk about it first."

After the words fell, Wuzhi suddenly felt his hand tighten.

His footsteps were slightly sluggish, and he just glanced down at the footprints on the muddy ground.

This footprint is several times larger than that of ordinary people, and the endless footprints are right next to it, reflecting the blurred outline, and the size of the footprint can be vaguely seen.

This is not a human footprint, but more like some kind of giant beast.

The boy just now categorically denied the statement that there are monsters on this island.

There must be a problem.

Wuzhi looked at the footprints again for a while, and suddenly remembered the painting he saw on the porcelain vase.

The same is true for the person in that painting, with surprisingly large feet.

Is there any connection between these things?

Ren Yanxing leaned over and touched the footprints: "It's still wet, which means you've just walked far away."

Wuzhi suddenly remembered something: "Let's go back and have a look."

When the two returned to the room, it was still pitch black.

The torch in Ren Yanxing's hand barely gave the room a little light. He took the torch and walked around the room: "The porcelain bottle is gone."

Indeed, the cabinet where the porcelain vases were placed before has long been empty.

"If I'm not mistaken, someone should lead us to the north of the island, so as to give him time to take away the porcelain vase." Wu Zhi said.

"That's right, we were careless and didn't check the porcelain vase properly." Wu Zhi said, "Maybe there will be some clues."

Ren Yanxing shook his head: "I have seen it, except for the strange picture, there is nothing special about it."

"Since that's the case, why bother to spend so much effort on a porcelain vase?"

The two fell into deep thought again.

"It's getting late, should you go to bed?" Wu Zhi broke the silence.

"Wait." Ren Yanxing walked over with a torch, his face was clearly visible in the dim light, and he saw the slender fingers caressing endless arms, "Let me see your injury."

Wuzhi hummed obediently, and opened his sleeves to show him.

Ren Yanxing stroked the edge of the bandage with his slender and fair fingers: "The medicine needs to be changed again."

The two were very close, Wuzhi looked at Ren Yanxing carefully scrutinizing his wound, and he suddenly approached Ren Yanxing: "Are you worried about me?"

Ren Yanxing paused.

He quickly let go: "No."

Wu Zhi smiled: "Then who said that they want to see my injury?"

Ren Yanxing looked at him for a while, and his voice suddenly softened a lot: "Don't make trouble, the injury is serious."

The room was dimly lit with torches reflecting the ground.

Wuzhi didn't make any more fuss, he sat at the table and stretched out his arms obediently.

Ren Yanxing sat in front of him and reached out to remove the previous bandage. Seeing the endless wounds, he frowned slightly.

The wound was much better than before, but upon closer inspection, the edges of the wound turned black.

"Be patient." After Ren Yanxing finished speaking, he picked up the dagger from the table.

"You don't want to cut this piece of meat, do you?" Seeing his posture, Wu Zhi's eyelids twitched.

Wu Zhi saw the smooth tip of the knife sliding across his wound, Ren Yanxing's voice came: "This wound is turning black, I have to deal with it, I was too careless before."

The pain was not enough to stimulate the nerves, and he kept his sanity endlessly: "If we go out, where do you want to go?"

Ren Yanxing stopped: "Go back."

"Back to Pear Blossom Forest?"

"Ah."

"Why do you want to go back there?"

Ren Yanxing suddenly fell silent.

Why he wanted to go back, he didn't know.

Maybe it's because there are his best memories and his happiest time there.

He also thought about where he would go in the future, but the conclusion was that he couldn't go anywhere.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the endless approaches: "Wherever you want to go, I will accompany you."

He raised his eyes, and what he saw was still the same pair of eyes he saw at first.

There are bright stars and his favorite things inside.

He was moved for a moment.

Once he was in the teacher's school, he was used to being alone, even if he had a few friends, he didn't come and go frequently.

And more than that, he is like a passionate rose, burning him hotly, giving him the few traces of warmth.

He once thought about living in Lihualin with Wuzhi.

A burst of warmth in his hands brought him back to his thoughts: "Should I rest earlier?"

Looking down, Wu Zhi had already held his hand.

When the torches were extinguished, the room was pitch black.

Ren Yanxing couldn't see anything but Wu Zhi with his back turned to him.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly there was warmth on his body, and when he opened his eyes, Wu Zhi had already hugged him in his arms, Wu Zhi held his hand and rubbed it: "I'm sorry."

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