Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Ji Wan stood under the eaves, holding a saber in his hand, his downcast eyes fell on the wet floor, as if in a trance.

There are busy figures everywhere in the courtyard. The disciples are all happy for Yin Qiu's awakening. They come and go to prepare hot water and meals. The house that has been dull for many days suddenly becomes lively. It was so deserted.

Bai Ling packed up his luggage and prepared some traveling expenses. When he came out of the room, he saw Ji Wanshu waiting outside, so he stepped forward and asked, "Sister, will you go with me, or will you go separately?"

Ji Wanshu was inexplicably absent-minded, and asked after a long silence, "Which way are you going?"

Bai Ling said: "Neither you nor the uncle said who is responsible for the transfer of the disciples in the palace. I can't guess, let alone guess randomly. I can only go to Senior Sister Lu to investigate secretly, and then go to Cang County by the way." Let's see how Meng Jing's situation is, how about Senior Sister go back to the palace?"

Ji Wanshu was silent for a while, and then said: "No one in the palace has heard the news of my exit. Go back, and I will check with Huaiwei."

Bai Ling thought it was reasonable, and since Ji Wanshu and Lu Huaiwei had known each other for a long time, the two of them could be regarded as having a little friendship. It was naturally better for Ji Wanshu to investigate than her, so he replied: "That's the decision, I will first Go to visit Meng Jing, and then go back to the palace, when will Senior Sister leave?"

Ji Wanshu glanced at the East Wing and said, "You go first, I have something else to do."

Bai Ling followed her gaze, hesitated for a while, then sighed and said: "Senior sister, Xue Tan has already told you what you want to know, although he doesn't know why Wen Chaoyu came to rescue Xiaoqiu, but my Intuition tells me that Wen Chaoyu is not like those vicious and vicious disciples taught by Ziwei. After you ask the ins and outs in the future, you should let him go. I don’t think my uncle has made things difficult for her these days, so I must be aware of it, otherwise my uncle would not Will tacitly allow you to treat her like a distinguished guest."

Ji Wanshu's mood was already fluctuating, but after hearing Bai Ling's words, he became even more disturbed, and couldn't help saying coldly: "I know what to do, and you don't care about Wen Chaoyu."

Bai Ling had little contact with Ji Wanshu in the past. She only heard that Wen Chaoyu had been an undercover agent in the palace and was Ji Wanshu's master, but she didn't know anything about the relationship between the two of them, nor did she know why Ji Wanshu It is necessary to keep people here forever, so there is this proposal.

Sensing the alienation revealed by Ji Wanshu, Bai Ling felt resentful, and didn't say any more at the moment. After saying goodbye respectfully, he left the house alone with his burden on his back.

The cold winter weather was very unclear, just like Ji Wanshu's mood at the moment, she put away her sword and walked to the east wing, but she didn't open the door to go in, but stood on the porch for a long time.

When a few disciples came with hot water, saying that it was for Wen Zhaoyu to take a bath, Ji Wanshu turned back and went to the kitchen with a dull expression.

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Later, Wen Chaoyu finished taking a bath in the room.

She was confined in this room for seven whole days, and she couldn't go to the soup room. Disciple Yunhua brought hot water for her, and Wen Chaoyu took a bath in the tub behind the screen.

After all, it is deep winter. Although the snowfall time has passed in Weicheng, there is no snow scene in the city, but the coldness of this place is not due to the snow, but to the wind, especially in the past few days after the heavy rain, those cold winds have not Scraping day and night, if there is no charcoal fire in the house, people have to live wrapped in quilts, otherwise it is not much different from living in the yard without clothes.

The charcoal brazier under the window was cold last night. Wen Chaoyu didn't ask anyone to bring a new one. Fortunately, there was a small non-extinguishing stove next to the short feet, barely showing some warmth. Wen Zhaoyu took off his coat and put on his Thin underwear sat down by the stove, shaking her hands to change her medicine.

She wasn't injured that much that night in the bamboo forest, and she always kept a safe distance from the man in the fight, and didn't let him hurt her too much, but the turmoil caused by Yin Qiu's formation still caused her to suffer a little, compared to The external injuries on Wen Zhaoyu's body were more internal injuries, but compared to the injuries he suffered in the past few years, they were not worth mentioning.

She lifted the collar to her chest and looked down. There were several sword wounds there, all of which were beaten by Ji Wanshu, but compared to this, the old wounds left in the past were more dense, The scars were like crumpled paper, clinging tightly to her skin, looking a little horrible.

But Wen Zhaoyu has long been used to it, the old wounds are nothing serious, she doesn't care, although there are not many new wounds, but it still hurts when wearing clothes, after taking a bath just now, those wounds are already wrinkled, and the edges are turning white , Wen Zhaoyu glanced at it, stretched out his hand to take out several medicine bottles, and just pulled out the stopper, the door over there opened.

Wen Chaoyu quickly dropped the medicine bottle, and immediately put his open collar back on.

She raised her eyes and saw Ji Wanshu pushing the door expressionlessly, with a food box in her hand.

Although she knew that what she was carrying was food, Wen Zhaoyu still asked knowingly, "What are you doing here?"

With a "click", Ji Wanshu put the food box on the table, bent over to pick up the medicine bottle that had fallen to the ground, and put it in Wen Zhaoyu's hand. She didn't speak or look at Wen Zhaoyu. These people walked to the wooden chair not far away and sat down, their eyes fell on the courtyard outside.

She didn't close the door.

The biting cold wind rushed in across the corridor in an instant, and Wen Chaoyu was shocked by the gust of wind. She grabbed the skirt of her shirt with one hand, and couldn't button it under Ji Wanshu's nose, even though Ji Wanshu didn't look at her at all.

"Close the door." Wen Zhaoyu was a little angry for some reason, and she didn't know what kind of anger she was. In short, when she saw Ji Wanshu, she suddenly became in a bad mood. Of course, she was locked here these days, The mood has never been better.

Hearing this, Ji Wanshu only took a look at her, raised his hand and closed the door with the wind of his palm.

Seeing her closing the door, Wen Chaoyu turned his eyes to the beams of the house, and thought, is this old lady so ugly?One look is enough?So the bad mood just got worse.

"If you have nothing to do, I will trouble you to go out," Wen Chaoyu said coldly, without looking at Ji Wanshu, "You interrupted me to change my medicine."

Ji Wanshu still looked at the beams of the house, counted the insect holes on the wooden pillar, and said, "Change."

Wen Chaoyu said: "How can I change you?"

Ji Wanshu said, "I'm good at changing."

Wen Chaoyu sneered: "Nonsense, I also know what to do, but I can't do what to do."

"I don't mind if you want to use your feet," Ji Wanshu said, "It's up to you."

Hearing her cold tone, Wen Chaoyu's unexplained anger burst out immediately, and he shook his face and said, "You have to take off your clothes to change the medicine, don't look at evil, do you understand? You hurry up and leave!"

"I don't understand, and I'm too lazy to understand," Ji Wanshu finally set his eyes on Wen Chaoyu, "Take it off if you want, what are you afraid of."

Wen Zhaoyu maintained his grip on the collar, and couldn't help cursing: "Are you sick?"

Ji Wanshu stopped talking.

When she fell silent, Wen Zhaoyu was speechless, and the two stared at each other without saying a word, looking at each other with different expressions.

No one would budge.

After a long time, Wen Zhaoyu spoke again: "Are you going or not?"

She just wore an obscene dress, the material was very thin, and the room was still extremely cold even with the doors and windows closed. She wanted to shiver, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of Ji Wanshu, so she pretended to be calm and endured it all the time. Ji Wanshu sat there indifferently all the time, and Wen Chaoyu's limited patience was almost exhausted.

It was dark outside the house, and several lamps were lit in the courtyard. Wen Zhaoyu blew out all the lamps in the room when he was taking a bath, leaving only one in the screen. Ji Wanshu's whole body seemed to melt into the darkness, her eyes She looked at Wen Zhaoyu with her usual indifference, but at the moment she looked extraordinarily deep, as if she had covered Wen Chaoyu under the deep.

As for the place under the deep, Wen Chaoyu didn't know.

All she knew was that the way Ji Wanshu looked at her tonight seemed to have changed from before, but she couldn't tell what the specific changes were.

In short, Wen Chaoyu was not comfortable being watched by Ji Wanshu.

There was another silence in the room, and after a while, Ji Wanshu finally said: "I'm not leaving," before Wen Zhaoyu could answer, she continued, "What should you do, you can pretend that I don't exist."

Wen Zhaoyu was angry: "You are a big living person, sitting opposite me alive, how can I pretend that you don't exist?"

"Is my existence meaningful?" Ji Wanshu said, "In your eyes, I should have never existed."

Wen Zhaoyu was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but she put her emotions in very well, and said after a pause: "Then unless I'm blind." After she finished speaking, she finally said helplessly, "Don't make trouble. I'm cold, do you want to freeze me to death?"

Ji Wanshu lowered his eyelashes in the dim light, and said silently for a moment, "I don't want to, you can change it."

Wen Zhaoyu glanced at her, and after confirming that Ji Wanshu did not look at him again, he immediately turned his back and opened his collar, and applied the ointment on himself.

She was shivering from the cold, and her lips and teeth were trembling. At this time, she didn't care about Ji Wanshu's discovery of her embarrassment, so she let herself sway without any scruples, and wiped the medicine on all the wounds with shaking hands.Finally, she fastened the buttons on the collar one by one. When she turned around, Ji Wanshu's eyes were still looking at the ground.

Wen Chaoyu wanted to remind her, but swallowed the words again.

Remind her of what?Remind her that she can look after her clothes are ready?

Is she afraid she is also sick?

Wen Zhaoyu was silent for a moment with a complex expression, and didn't care about Ji Wanshu. She rolled up her sleeves and continued to apply medicine to the scratches on her arms like no one else was there.

Listening to the movement, Ji Wanshu knew that she was already dressed, but she didn't look at Wen Zhaoyu for a long time, she just fixed her eyes on the floor, as if she was thinking about something, until a small green medicine bottle rolled onto her At the foot, Ji Wanshu rolled his eyes and regained his senses.

Wen Zhaoyu sat by the small stove with a calm expression, as if he didn't notice that a medicine bottle was missing from the table.

At this moment, she was not only blind, but also deaf.

Ji Wanshu leaned on the back of the chair, moved her eyes to look at Wen Chaoyu, she didn't make any movement, just watched Wen Chaoyu's hand like sifting chaff laboriously applying the ointment, and watched her continue to open the food box with that hand , and then shake the food inside like a dice.

Her hand trembled especially badly, and she didn't know whether it was from the cold or the pain from the wound. In short, she held the chopsticks with stiff fingers, picked up many dishes, and didn't take a bite into her mouth.

Then she threw away the chopsticks, looked up at Ji Wanshu, and said in a bad tone what she said earlier: "Are you going or not?"

Ji Wanshu suddenly wanted to laugh.

But she couldn't laugh.

She lowered her hand to pick up the medicine bottle, got up and walked towards Wen Chaoyu, and sat down in front of her on her knees.

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"Since when did you become left-handed?"

Hearing this question, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across Wen Chaoyu's face. She met Ji Wanshu's eyes and said flatly, "None of your business."

Ji Wanshu scanned the room, and soon saw several small flying knives on the dressing table, she put the medicine bottle back to its original place, and asked, "Why don't you use the knives you used to? "

Wen Zhaoyu still said, "None of your business."

The small stove flickered on and off, and the charcoal fire was about to go out in the passage of time. The warmth was not worth mentioning, and it didn't work at all. The person in front of her was still shaking, and she was still very cold.

Ji Wanshu fell into a brief silence after Wen Zhaoyu said this sentence. After a while, she took off her coat and leaned over Wen Chaoyu's shoulders.

When she got closer, she smelled Wen Zhaoyu's body, the fresh saponin scent was wrapped in a bitter medicinal smell, and there was a faint fragrance.

The clothes were already put on, but she didn't take back her hand quickly, she lowered her head, and gently sniffed Wen Chaoyu's neck.

The soft robe carried a pleasant warmth, and it dispelled a little bit of the cold just right. Wen Zhaoyu was taken aback for a moment, looking sideways at Ji Wanshu's slightly closed eyes, and at her clear profile profile.Wen Zhaoyu said inexplicably: "I just took a shower, it doesn't smell."

Ji Wanshu slowly raised her eyes and looked at her, then she lowered her head completely and buried it in Wen Zhaoyu's shoulder.

The warm breath was sprayed on the skin through the fabric, and she could clearly feel the tip of her nose pressing against her, and there was a cold touch. Wen Zhaoyu's face changed drastically because of Ji Wanshu's sudden action, and his eyes flashed A little suspicious.

She wondered in amazement: Did I not clean it?

Even if it hasn't been washed clean, there's no need to sniff it so closely, right?

What's wrong with this? !

If you really want to smell it, wouldn't it make her lose face!

Wen Chaoyu was shocked, and stretched out his hand to push Ji Wanshu as if facing a formidable enemy, but Ji Wanshu clasped her hand in his palm, Wen Chaoyu struggled twice but was not able to break free, and was gently pounced on by Ji Wanshu the next moment Fell, looked up and fell to the ground.

The short legs are covered with soft satin, which can be used for sitting or lying down, but the satin is not too thick, and it feels uncomfortable to lie down. Wen Zhaoyu's chest sinks, and Ji Wanshu also presses up. It was still buried on the side of Wen Chaoyu's neck, and he didn't move it away.

The warm breath stained the skin there a little damp, Wen Chaoyu couldn't move, her hairs stood on end in shock from the posture of the two of them at the moment, she bent her legs and pressed against Ji Wanshu's waist, a little hastily Said: "What are you doing? Get up and drive!"

Ji Wan doesn't move at all.

"Why are you crazy?" Wen Zhaoyu said impatiently, "Why are you here today?"

Ji Wanshu ignored her, and slowly moved her hands up Wen Zhaoyu's wrists, as if stroking her gently, the warmth in her palms was so obvious that the coolness of the place she passed was covered up, Wen Zhaoyu's whole body was stiff , looking at Ji Wanshu in astonishment: "You..."

"Your skill has been reduced by half," Ji Wanshu's deep voice rang in Wen Zhaoyu's ear, "Your right hand is also broken."

The sudden two words made Wen Zhaoyu startled.

"It's Nangong Min?" Ji Wanshu raised his head and looked straight into Wen Chaoyu's eyes.

Wen Chaoyu didn't say anything.

"Is it because of me?" Ji Wanshu asked again.

Wen Chaoyu struggled, and opened and closed his lips a few times, but no sound came out.

She didn't know how to answer.

"I brought your confidant Xue Tan here," Ji Wanshu said without any expression on his face, and his tone was very flat, "He said that half of your cultivation was abolished by Nangong Min, and one of your hands was broken. For five years, you have stayed in Lihuochi and have not come out, what is Lihuochi, he will not tell, let me ask you in person."

At this moment, Wen Chaoyu lost the courage to look at Ji Wanshu, she turned her head away, but Ji Wanshu pinched her chin and dragged her back.

"Where is the fire pool?"

Wen Chaoyu couldn't escape, so he had to close his eyes.

The darkness fell, but there was still Ji Wanshu's shadow in front of her eyes, Wen Zhaoyu was overwhelmed by her, and there was a slight pain in her furrowed brows.

Seeing that she was determined not to open her mouth, Ji Wanshu looked at her and her eyes became dark again. She looked at Wen Zhaoyu's pale face and said softly: "Every time your Ziwei sect deals with the sinners, you will bring them to A tiankeng was thrown down, and there was a naturally formed pool at the bottom, with magma flowing in it, and people who fell into it would be melted into slag, and there would be no bones left, right?"

Wen Zhaoyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although she didn't reply, Ji Wanshu got the answer from her expression.

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What Ji Wanshu said was right, the bottom of the pit that day was indeed a pool of raging fire.

In fact, the pond is not that big, it’s not as big as the ponds used to raise fish in ordinary people’s houses. People who are thrown into the pond will only fall into the pond if they have bad luck. Sealing the throat with a sword is easier than anything else, and only when she wants to torture a person, she will throw that person into the fiery pool.

There is no man-made ladder in the abyss, and if you are good at lightness kung fu, you can use the trees on the mountain wall to barely fall to the ground, and you won't fall to pieces. However, there is nothing underneath, even if you don't fall to your death, you still have to live starve.

Wen Zhaoyu didn't know whether Nangongmin wanted to torture her, or just couldn't bear to kill her directly. Anyway, the traditional rules in the religion were like this. Those who have a breath, will not be controlled by the Ziwei Cult from now on, and will be able to recover their freedom for the rest of their lives. In a sense, Nangong Min has given Wen Chaoyu a chance to escape.

She was deprived of half of her cultivation base, and one arm was broken. At that time, the serious injury was even worse. Nangong Min personally sent her to the Tiankeng, but she didn't push Wen Zhaoyu down. A rope was tied to her body, and she was lowered from the top of the tiankeng bit by bit. She even sent someone to guard it, and gave Wen Chaoyu food every day, and even a change of clothes.

Wen Zhaoyu spent nearly five years in the fiery pool like that.

Many times, she thought she was going to die, lying on the ground unable to turn over, she couldn't reach the food given to her, the wounds on her body could not be healed by medicine, there was hot magma underneath, even the wind was It was so hot, she lived like a year, and tried to jump into the pool countless times, wanting to end her life, but just standing up took all her strength.

Until later, she crawled dazedly to the edge of the fire pool in the pain of high fever, and someone dragged her back in time, put cold water on her lips, and cried, "Dharma protector... Dharma protector? The leader asked me to take care of you, cheer up, don't seek death!"

Wen Zhaoyu was so burnt that she didn't know the day and night. She thought she was hallucinating, but when she opened her eyes halfway with effort, she clearly saw Xue Tan's tearful face.

After Wen Zhaoyu recovered from his serious illness and was able to walk around freely, she remembered to ask Xue Tan: "Did the leader say why you were asked to come?"

Xue Tan spread the food in his hand on the stone, thought for a while and replied: "I can't remember the exact words of the leader, but it probably means that she doesn't actually want to kill you, but just wants to take this opportunity to make you think about it." Let’s be clear, if you still don’t care about teaching when you go out in the future, then she won’t force you, you can go wherever you want, and she won’t stop you.”

That day, Wen Zhaoyu was silent for a long time by the fire pool.

Nangong Min was a person who kept her promise, she kept what she said, five years later Wen Zhaoyu was picked up from the bottom of the tiankeng, Nangong Min didn't come to see her, it was Qin Zheng who came.

Qin Zheng said to Wen Chaoyu: "You can go or stay as you like, the leader has done his best. You are the only person in the history of Ziwei sect who can walk out of the fiery pool alive. I shouldn't say too much, but I really envy you, and I envy you for being able to win the leader." With such kindness, if you still become a traitor for someone from Yunhua Palace in the future, even if the leader doesn't care about you, I will try to take your life."

Up to now, Wen Zhaoyu has been away from Lihuochi for several months, and she has never met Nangong Min.

But how would she tell Ji Wanshu about these things?

Do you want to tell her bluntly that Nangong Min sent her to the Fiery Pond and allowed her to survive in the Fiery Pond, and after she came out, she made up her mind not to leave the Ziwei Sect, and to repay the Nangong Min for her forever? fate?

May I ask how she can speak out?