I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Wen Yan was stunned, not knowing what to touch for a while.

Gu Jianhan's choked sobs reminded him of the night when he first met. His crying sound seemed to be the same, but it might be because he was too close. He always felt that his tears seemed too hot, which should not have appeared in Gu Jianhan's eyes. The temperature on his body was weird and sad.

Gu Jianhan said that he was glib, but at this moment he just hugged him blankly without saying a word, his warm and wide palms patted Gu Jianhan's fiercely rising and falling back one after another, it was a kind of too clumsy comfort.

He had just seen Gu Jianhan turning his face away from anyone, fierce and cruel, indifferent and arrogant, no one would want to hug such a person, let alone the biting ice on his body.

But he still did that, not for any other reason, just because he couldn't escape from Gu Jianhan's hands with his strength.

He is a complete liar. From childhood to adulthood, from close relatives to strangers, his gentle and harmless appearance makes him a fish in water in the absurd and hypocritical world, and his absurd performance makes him shine under the gloomy spotlight on the stage full of laughter Bright.

Wen Yan hugged Gu Jianhan, and felt that his cold white chin rested on his shoulder, wet with tears, sobbing and choking continuously.He realizes that he has become Gu Jianhan's reliance at this moment, but he is not the blazing sun he wanted. Maybe he will soon find that the driftwood he is holding on to is just a piece of duckweed that cannot protect itself. Just some crude artificial light.

Then... what should he do?

It is rare for Wen Yan to be so upset, and it is different from his occasional dejected appearance, it is no longer a foolish depression, but a low eye with drooping eyes and brows.

There was a momentary change in the aura all over his body, as if the gentle and loyal golden fur had been torn open, revealing the hidden wolf claws.If Gu Jianhan hadn't fallen into a deep sleep, he should be able to easily find out that the usually docile and cute little apprentice had been dragged out and eaten by wild wolves.

At this moment, Wen Yan showed a sense of aggression and maturity that didn't match the ignorant youth. Maybe even Gu Jianhan didn't notice how wide and thick Wen Yan's arms were, and enclosing him was like enclosing a captive bird in distress. Easy and irresistible.

He fell into a deep sleep under a burst of warm white light. He was too tired. He tried countless times in the mock trial field and the enchantment of Huashen Valley. In order to find the least disturbing solution, he used all methods.It would be easy for him to break in directly, but Liu Zhiming is not easy to deal with, in order to take the flower in the mirror away in the shortest possible time, he must avoid the pursuit of the enchantment.

Before, he planned to take Wen Yan with him out of selfishness, which made the trial more difficult.

Injuries are inevitable. There is not a single day in his two lives that he does not spend in pain. No matter how many pills he takes, he will eventually become an empty shell inside, but he is a person who can survive with only an empty shell. , if he hadn't met Wen Yan, he would not have allowed himself to be lazy in such a limited time.

Every minute and every second is stolen now, and he has no right to stop.He was afraid that all of this was a dream that was too real and too absurd. As long as he stopped, he would be panicked, afraid that the next time he opened his eyes, he would see his decapitated body lying on the blood jar of the ghost prison.

...

He was too cold, a hot bath should be much better.

Wen Yan boiled a pot of water, and while boiling the water, he first wrapped Gu Jianhan in his big bath towel so that only his head was exposed.He took off his clothes in three steps, revealing a strong, strong, perfect figure with a straight back and a sexy torso muscle full of male hormones. His shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, and his lines are obvious. The water in the kitchen was gurgling and smoking.

After pouring boiling water into the bathtub, he went to fetch mountain spring water and poured it in. He didn't carry Gu Jianhan into the bathroom until the temperature became suitable.The hair of the two was also wet with frost, so Wen Yan removed the headband for Gu Jianhan, and the long black and smooth hair spread down, sticking to Gu Jianhan's white and greasy skin.

Wen Yan added a lot of shower gel brought from the 21st century to the bathtub, and the snow-like foam floated on the surface, covering the thin and beautiful scene below.

To Gu Jianhan, this modern handicraft product is indeed a bit crude, but he doesn't know where to put his first-grade lotus seed incense, so he can only be wronged to use this first.Gu Jianhan's body temperature was frighteningly low, and after soaking for a while, even the hot water became warm. Wen Yan squatted by the tub and surrounded him from the side, pulled his long hair to his chest, and washed it carefully in the warm water.

Wen Yandan knew that Gu Jianhan was very thin, but he didn't expect him to be so thin that he was almost out of shape.When they slept together, Gu Jianhan just leaned his head slightly in his arms, wearing thick pajamas and covered with a thick quilt, and he didn't let him get close to him on weekdays.When we hugged each other, I could feel his skinny, but it was only after I took off my clothes that I realized that he had lost his shape.

Wen Yan dipped his hands in water, first helped him wipe off the remaining tears on his face, and then washed his long hair.

When rubbing the ends of her hair lightly, the foam floated away, and Wen Yan could see the ferocious ribs, the sunken belly and the long legs that could be easily wrapped around with one hand.He inexplicably felt depressed, like meeting a scrawny cat on a rainy day, and couldn't help but feel the desire to take him home to grow fat.

But this is an existence at the pinnacle of strength in cultivation, and a superpower who can overcome tribulations and ascend through two small realms, how can he be used to gain weight?

Wen Yan took a bath for a while, gently picked up the person in the bathtub by the waist, and changed a bucket of clean water slowly and steadily, washing away the excess foam for Gu Jianhan.Wen Yan also thought about using a spell to save trouble, but Gu Jianhan has a good sense of smell, if he smells something he shouldn't smell and loses his temper again, he really can't stand another toss.What's more, these things are not complicated and tiring, and it's not that he is unwilling to do it for Gu Jianhan.

Maybe it's just because he's so cute when he's unconscious and clingy when he's asleep.

Wen Yan looked down at the black hair swirling in his arms, the cold white and thin cheeks, the thick and curled eyelashes and the beautifully curved thin lips, and finally admitted that a man can be so beautiful.

And behind him, under the white and slender neck, is a one-foot-long Lengqingdushuang sword pattern, which draws down from the protruding bones along the spine, revealing an overly cold and indifferent aura.

However, he just leaned gently in Wen Yan's arms, his cold knuckles tightly grasping Wen Yan's right little finger, and Wen Yan frowned slightly when Wen Yan struggled lightly, his cheeks bulged slightly with anger He got up, showing a very rare childishness, and muttering something that Wen Yan couldn't understand.

Wen Yan sighed silently, wrapped his big hands warmly around his knuckles, and squeezed his phalanx gently.

"You don't wake up, what made you sleepy like this—Master."

This master's call is very strange, without any emotion, it doesn't seem like the usual clingy and cute intention to please, it seems to be just some kind of ordinary call, but his slightly deep voice is full of charming aggression feel.

"Then how can I wake up?" Wen Yan was a little curious, and reached out to touch his side face. Although he was thin, the touch was surprisingly good, and he was steamed in the steam-filled tub until it was smooth and soft.

Gu Jianhan's face was slightly reddened by his touch, and the curve of his chest became slightly larger. He seemed to want to hide, and turned his head with all his strength, but in the end his face was buried in the arms of the culprit.

Wen Yan was stunned, the tactility of the hand hanging in the air was still vivid, he tightened his five fingers in a mysterious way, as if he was catching a ball of absurd dream.

Such presumptuous things will probably not happen again in the future.

"Ah——" Wen Yan lamented sincerely, "I won't bother you anymore, just sleep peacefully, you're really tired."

He first carefully wiped his long hair half dry, then took him out and wrapped him in a bath towel. The old obscene pants could no longer be worn. Wen Yan found a new pair for him, and after drying his body Just let him put on his pajamas.

He couldn't enter the Luoxing Pavilion, and couldn't find Gu Jianhan his own clothes. Gu Jianhan's clothes looked empty, making him look a little thin and petite.Wen Yan didn't know where his illusion came from, it was really inappropriate to offend, so he quickly expelled this perception from his mind.

Fortunately, it's pajamas, looser ones are fine.Wen Yan wrapped him in his arms and fixed him. It took him a long time to carefully dry half of his hair, and finally put him on the couch and covered him with a quilt, and he was really relieved.

During this process, Gu Jianhan didn't show any signs of waking up.He just scratched his fingers from time to time, muttered something he couldn't understand, and then fell asleep again.

Occasionally, Wen Yan felt that he was very obedient, but his guard was too low.

But in fact, he was extremely fierce, and he was very suspicious.

If he hadn't stepped forward to hug him at that time, would he have been frozen to death?Wen Yan couldn't say that he was afraid, but probably more sad. After all, the person who said he wanted to be nice to him just a moment ago turned his back on him so easily.

Humans are the least trustworthy species. He thought he knew it already, but he was still foolishly expecting it.

Isn't even he just acting on occasion?

Liars dare to be greedy.

Wen Yan sat by the window, and roughly removed a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he wanted to use it to replace some kind of tobacco product containing nicotine to relieve his restlessness.This is a peach-flavored Souffrir lollipop, which is one of the products of his mother, Ms. Zhong Kezhu's own brand. He grew up as a child, and he was so lucky that he didn't develop tooth decay.

But today he suddenly felt that the smell was too weak.

He wants to smoke.

Wen Yan bit the lollipop into pieces two or three times, sipped the paper candy stick and looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, feeling that there should be tears in his eyes at this moment.

He really doesn't understand.

But in fact, Wen Yan didn't shed a single crocodile tear, he just cheered up after being depressed for a while, and told himself that smoking is harmful to health and should not be easily imitated.

He glanced at Gu Jianhan, pondered for a moment, then ran to the bathroom to wet him with a hot towel and put it on his forehead, and felt relieved when he saw his brows slowly opening.

He squatted halfway beside the couch, suddenly curious how low the temperature of Gu Jianhan's body temperature was.

He carried a thermometer in his small medical kit.

"Master—" Wen Yan called out tentatively.

"Master, are you awake?"

"You haven't woken up yet?"

"Don't wake up yet."

Wen Yan's heart beat a little faster. He unpacked the disposable thermometer and opened Gu Jianhan's lapel a little. Since the pajamas were too loose, it didn't take much effort at all.

He put the thermometer into Gu Jianhan's armpit bit by bit, and then pressed his left arm so that the skin was in close contact with the thermometer.Gu Jianhan trembled his long eyelashes as if aware of it, Wen Yan was startled, and he had prepared an apology and confession in his heart, but the person on the bed just gasped lightly.

Wen Yan was even more stupid.

Doing bad things will be punished, Wen Yan firmly believes.He was really out of his mind to think of taking Gu Jianhan's temperature. Is his temperature so important?I haven't obtained other people's consent yet, so it's not unreasonable to be frightened.

It deserves it.

Wen Yan's entire face turned red, and even the roots of his ears were burning hot. He had never heard this kind of sound with his own ears. It was obviously absurd and weird, but it was just because the cold-hearted Gu Jianhan made it unconsciously. , The strong contrast creates the fatal attraction.He covered half of his steaming face and turned his head, not daring to look at Gu Jianhan again.

After all, he is really too young.

After an extremely long period of time, maybe 5 minutes had already passed, maybe even 3 minutes had passed, Wen Yan hurriedly took out the thermometer.Sweat broke out in his palm, and some of it stuck to Gu Jianhan's left sleeve. It may have penetrated into Gu Jianhan's white and greasy skin through the thin fabric, and then melted into his cold blood.

Wen Yan jumped out for a long distance, first tried to calm down for a while, and didn't know how long it took before he remembered that there was still something in his hand that he wanted to see at first.

"26.3°C"

This is already the state where Gu Jianhan's body temperature is the highest.

It's really not a temperature that a normal living person can bear. How did Gu Jianhan endure it? Are people in the cultivation world so powerful?

And the crazy and sinister state just now, the crimson blood-like pupils, shouldn't appear on a righteous swordsman anyway, right?Is he practicing witchcraft, or is he insane?

But it's not mentioned in the book.

Wen Yan put away the thermometer, and before opening the secret compartment, he watched Gu Jianhan's situation furtively for a while, and after making sure that he was in a deep sleep at the moment, he took out the original book in fear.

He carefully flipped through the paper, glanced at the book and then at Gu Jianhan. Finally, he paused with his fingertips, and his gaze stayed on the few lines of narration drawn by the red pen.

"Orthodox cultivators may become unable to control their own spiritual power during cultivation, which is commonly known as obsession.

There are three main reasons.One is full of evil and entangled with evil spirits, which is a taboo for righteous cultivation, everyone will be punished if they get it, and do justice for the heavens; The higher the level, the stronger the aura of heaven and earth cannot be controlled by one's own strength.

Symptoms: moody at first, loss of spiritual power, red pupils, shriveled body, as the degree of obsession deepens, bloodthirsty, insanity, disability, death, etc. will appear. "

Wen Yan: What a scary thing.

What's even more frightening is that the initial situation actually matched Gu Jianhan's various performances.

Is this still alive? !

Wen Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the burning grief and anger in his heart, and continued to read.

"Measures to relieve—"

No, can it only be relieved?

Wen Yan's complexion suddenly became very solemn, he turned his head and glanced at Gu Jianhan, feeling depressed and a little sore in his heart, he couldn't tell exactly what it felt like.

It wasn't necessarily a madness, maybe it was just that he was thinking too much.What's more, Gu Jianhan is sitting in a cave with natural materials and earthly treasures, and his cultivation base is unpredictable. What disease can't be cured if he wants to cure it?As long as he is willing, many people will give him medicine with a face.

Wen Yan pressed his temples and calmed down a little.

"Mitigation: Depends on the specific situation."

Wen Yan: Haha, listening to what you have to say is like listening to what you have to say.

Wen Yan was almost depressed at this moment, but at that moment, a strong desire to tear up the book actually arose.Not for anything else, simply because of some anxiety.Gu Jianhan's current state is too bad, almost exactly the same as the symptoms of madness mentioned in the book, he can't help but worry.

Although he was so fierce to him just now.

The more Wen Yan recalled the scene at that time, the more uneasy he felt.He told himself to be calm and calm, not to tear it apart, this was his trump card to save his life.However, when the book was put into the secret compartment again, he realized that he couldn't calm down.

That anger was not directed at the book, but at his own powerlessness.He didn't dare to use the spell, and he didn't have any other spiritual weapons except the sword. Even the box of pills just now was covered with dust, so it was impossible to take it for Gu Jianhan to take.

What's more, it was originally Gu Jianhan's own thing. It's okay to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, there is no reason to give someone else's things to others.If the elixir is useful and Gu Jianhan is willing to treat it, it is his turn to chatter here, but if the elixir is useless, there is nothing he can do, and if Gu Jianhan is bent on demons, there is nothing he can do.

He is so good, if the demon king is here, he will help Gu Jianhan, right?

No, not right.

The devil will only use him, harm him, trample him, and will not help him... let alone save him.

Wen Yan couldn't help thinking——

Then can I give full play to my subjective initiative to save him?

The author has something to say: I did a good job in political science in high school.