Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan shook his head, feeling for a moment that Lan Su seemed to know that he was under a curse, he quickly dispelled his doubts, Lan Su should just see that his expression was wrong, and asked him a question of concern by the way.

His eyes moved slightly, judging the movement around him based on the sound, and replied: "You don't have to worry, brother, I can do it by myself."

"Go back quickly, the new disciple still needs your care."

Song Minhuan replied like this, he heard Lan Su say "yes", telling him to be more careful, and then there was no movement.

He tried to take two steps forward, blinked his eyes again, he vaguely heard the exclamation of several disciples in the distance, the people around him retreated one after another, a familiar breath came from the tip of his nose, his fingertips were touched Hold it.

"Master?" Song Minhuan called softly, and heard a low voice respond.

Shen Yingxue led him forward, he could feel the gazes of all the disciples on him, his fingertips moved, but they were held even tighter.

Seeing nothing in front of him, he stumbled and followed Shen Yingxue forward, within two steps, Shen Yingxue wrapped his arms around him, and the two of them disappeared in place.

"What did I see just now...is that Xianjun?"

"Who is the person being held by Xianjun? Why do you want to hold him?"

"I just saw Xianjun hugging him."

A group of disciples were surprised at first that they could see Xianjun, but they hadn't recovered yet, and soon someone realized it, and someone asked.

"Is that the Taoist companion of Xianjun? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"If Xianjun has a Taoist companion... If the news spreads, the Twelve States will be shaken."

Lan Su withdrew his gaze, and said lightly, "Elder Zhao is not allowed to be late. If you don't register at this time, you will be punished if you are late."

As soon as they heard that they were punished, they were pulled back to their thoughts in an instant, and they all started to line up again.

Song Minhuan was led back to Linhua Hall by Shen Yingxue. He couldn't see Shen Yingxue, and said in a low voice: "Master, I was able to come back by myself just now. If you show up like that, they will definitely discuss it."

"You don't want others to know?" Shen Yingxue was still holding him, her voice became a little colder, "Shanshan, are you still afraid of hurting me?"

"I..." Song Minhuan opened his mouth, it was true, he didn't want to hear Shen Yingxue being discussed.He sensed that Shen Yingxue seemed unhappy, and replied, "Isn't it too early to let them know?"

"It's not too early." His cheek was touched, and there was a warm touch in his eyes. "I hope they all know that Shanshan is mine."

"Shanshan's whole body is mine," Shen Yingxue whispered, "from head to toe, from outside to inside."

The fingertips holding him were still warm. When Song Minhuan heard what Shen Yingxue said, he was amused and touched, and there was a smile on his face.

"Master likes me so much, but he doesn't even want to tell me what evil curse I have fallen into."

"You're kidding me."

"No matter what evil curse it is, Master will cure you, so you don't have to worry."

With a gentle voice, Shen Yingxue touched the boy's hair on the sideburns, "If I told you, you should be afraid. Master doesn't want you to worry unnecessarily."

"Master is much older than you, it's fine to leave these matters to Master...Master only hopes that you can be happy every day."

Carefree, always be a young man with a sword, a flower and a crown.

Song Minhuan couldn't see Shen Yingxue's face, Shen Yingxue should be watching him tenderly at this time, he pursed his lips and said, "What if I really want to know?"

"Didn't you already ask Young Master Lan for the answer?" Shen Yingxue, "He is kind and intelligent, if you really want to know, it's okay for Master to tell you."

"Then Master, it's better not to tell me," Song Minhuan said, "I believe in Master."

But he was inexplicably afraid in his heart, always feeling that he would lose something.

I want to know what this evil curse is... but I don't dare to know.He believed in Shen Yingxue, but he was faintly worried. This worry was unclear, but more like a bad premonition.

"This is a sacrificial curse. It is not easy to solve it, but it is not impossible."

Shen Yingxue only said what he already knew, she touched the center of his brow with her fingertips gently, "Does your eyes still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Song Minhuan said, "but I can't see anything."

He touched his eyes, "At first the time was very short, but now it's getting longer and longer."

Maybe one day after that, it will be completely plunged into darkness, and there will be no chance of recovery.

Shen Yingxue supported him to sit on the soft couch, "Wait here for Master."

His fingertips were loosened and he didn't catch anyone when he stretched out his hand. Not knowing where Shen Yingxue was going, he opened his mouth, "Master, where are you going?"

Song Minhuan reached out to touch the air, but he didn't touch anything, so he subconsciously stood up.Before he could take a step forward, his knee touched the coffee table beside the soft couch, and he fell forward unexpectedly.

"Shanshan—" A cold wind passed through, and there was a figure beside him.He didn't fall, but crashed into Shen Yingxue's arms, his knee still hurt.

Shen Yingxue held his wrist, and said in a low voice: "I went out just now to find a medicine bowl for you, and I didn't even go out through the gate of the courtyard."

"If I go out, I will definitely tell you."

Shen Yingxue helped him sit up again, and the warm spoon was brought to his lips, and there was a faint smell of blood from the tip of his nose, "Shanshan, I have to finish this."

"What is this?" Song Minhuan frowned when he smelled it, pressed the corners of his lips, and retreated a little subconsciously.

"After drinking it, my eyes don't hurt anymore."

The soup spoon touched the corner of his lips, Song Minhuan tasted a spoonful, and didn't know what was in it, it tasted like blood mixed with water, the more he drank it, the thicker it became.

He felt his stomach churning, and the smell of blood filled his lips and teeth. After he finished drinking, the blurred light slowly returned to his eyes, and then gradually became clear.

Shen Yingxue still held the medicine bowl in her hand, "Shan Shan?"

He blinked and looked at the bowl in Shen Yingxue's hand. There was indeed blood at the bottom of the bowl. He asked, "What kind of blood is this? Can it suppress evil spirits?"

"Today, I went to the head of the sect to ask him for the blood of a strange beast. This blood can suppress the evil spirit in your body, but it can only be suppressed for a while."

"Next, we may have to go out to find other holy objects that can suppress evil spirits... Will you be willing to be with Master at that time? Master is not at ease if you are left alone in the sect."

Song Minhuan nodded, he leaned over and hugged Shen Yingxue tightly, "Okay."

Only now did he realize how precious it is to be able to see things normally. He hugged Shen Yingxue and looked at the furnishings in the hall, but he didn't notice that there was a darker mark on Shen Yingxue's sleeve than usual.

Because he was wearing a black Taoist robe, it was not obvious, so he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

"Master, today I will help senior brother Lan Su record the roster of disciples. There is a disciple with the surname Jun. He is from Yexian City. I was going to follow up to check, but senior brother Lan Su said he is a dead man."

Shen Yingxue: "I already know about this, in the future you should stay away from Lan Su, and try not to have any contact with him."

"Why?" Song Minhuan asked subconsciously.

"There is a spy in our sect. The other party should be someone from the Twelve Nights Gate. From the current point of view...the most likely is Lan Su."

"How is it possible?" Song Minhuan recalled Lan Su's words and deeds in the sect, "Brother Lan Su is very popular in the sect, and he has a good relationship with all the disciples. He takes good care of us, and as a senior brother, he is very Responsible, if he is a spy... then our sect should be finished."

"It's very possible," Shen Yingxue chuckled, "Anyway, before you find out, you should stay away from him."

"Shanshan, you have to remember that everyone has more than one side, no one can be trusted... the only one you can trust is yourself."

Song Minhuan knew this truth, so he still deliberately asked: "Can't Master also believe it?"

"Master can't believe it either," Shen Yingxue said softly next to his ear, "I'm not as good as I look... If you trust me too much, I don't know if you will take advantage of your trust in me, right? You do something outrageous."

Excessive things?

Song Minhuan felt that Shen Yingxue must be lying to him, and he believed that Shen Yingxue would not be willing to treat him badly.

"Do you still want to soak in the cold spring today?"

Shen Yingxue: "Naturally, let's go now, Master will accompany you."

Song Minhuan didn't say anything when he heard the words, he agreed.He touched his eyelids, looked at Shen Yingxue and blinked, with a slight smile on his face.

I hope his eyes can really get better, and I want to be able to see Master every day.

He soaked in the cold spring for an hour, and then Shen Yingxue led him out, sitting on the edge of the bed, with his trousers rolled up at the knees.There is a red seal on it, but it was only an hour, and now it has turned into bruises.

Shen Yingxue held a box of plaster in her hand, she picked out some with her fingertips, and gently applied it on his knee, rubbing away the bruises on it.

"Next time if your eyes suddenly hurt again, remember to call Master and don't run around alone."

Song Minhuan touched his wound, it hurt a little, Shen Yingxue moved his flailing paw away.

He was imitating Shen Yingxue to meditate, and now he was more sleepy than before, and he couldn't open his eyes after a while. He lay on Shen Yingxue's shoulder, "Master, can I sleep."

"Go to sleep."

He was lying in the bed, seeing things with double images, and he didn't dare to close his eyes like this, for fear that he would lose sight again when he woke up.

"Master, if one day I really can't see, will you despise me?"

Song Minhuan looked at Shen Yingxue's face, his hand was held, Shen Yingxue asked him back, "Why do you hate you?"

His eyelashes trembled, and he said in a low voice: "If I can't see anything, it will be troublesome to take care of me. Master must be by my side every day."

"You're thinking wildly every day," Shen Yingxue gently touched his brows and eyes with the corner of his lips as a warm touch came from his eyelids.

"I like to be by your side. You like to go out and run around on weekdays, so I have to follow you every day. I will follow you wherever you go."

"If you really can't see, and I will help you with everything, I might be very happy from the bottom of my heart... I like the way Shanshan relies on me."

"No matter what Shanshan looks like... I will like it."

Shen Yingxue's gentle voice rang next to his ears, he felt warm flowing through his heart, and a little sore, he let out a muffled "um", and was coaxed to sleep by Shen Yingxue.

After a period of time, every night he began to be afraid of going to sleep, worried that he would be trapped in the darkness forever when he closed his eyes.

Shen Yingxue saw that he was afraid, so she lit a candle by the side of the bed.The figure was sitting by the side of the bed, the gentle side face of the man was reflected by the candlelight, and the clear and gentle voice rang in his ears, dispelling the boundless darkness for him night after night.