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Wei Junxing's intention to escape was false, but it was true that he wanted to open the door with the strength of the old Taoist priest. He expected the old Taoist priest to attack him, so he moved quickly to the side, trying to dodge, but his legs and feet were still no match for the old Taoist priest's fly whisk.

The whisk swept directly to his right waist, and the door was also broken under the sweep of the whisk, and He Jingshuo rushed out with sharp eyes.

Wei Junxing stretched out his hands to cover his waist, not daring to be negligent, and followed him into the rain and fog.

For a moment the curtain shook and the lights flickered. By the time the old Taoist realized that he had been tricked by the two little ghosts, it was already too late. The two figures had already rushed into the rain and fog and ran out of the hall.

The autumn rain poured heavily on Wei Junxing's body, and there were bursts of stinging pain in his waist. The broken whisk was worse than a knife.

He Jingshuo's school uniform on his upper body was already scratched by the dust whisk, and the rain made his heart feel cold. He simply took off his shirt, threw it into the rain, and ran out of Chuxingguan all the way.

Seeing that he had thrown away his clothes, Wei Junxing took off his jacket that was about to split in half, pulled He Jingshuo over, covered their heads, and ran towards the parking lot against the rain.

He Jingshuo started the car with water dripping from head to toe. He stepped on the brakes, and the car made a flat circle and drove down the mountain.

After the car finally drove for a certain distance and made sure that the Taoist priest would not catch up, He Jingshuo breathed a sigh of relief, turned his face and found Wei Junxing's face was pale, and he was looking down at his waist on the right with his teeth bared.

"You are hurt?"

Wei Junxing clutched his right waist hard, twisted the water from his clothes, gritted his teeth and said,

"Skin trauma."

He Jingshuo turned the steering wheel and frowned,

"I didn't believe in these ghosts and gods at first, but... it's hard to say.

But I didn't lie to you, there is indeed a He family's other garden here, not far from here.

Do you think that old Taoist priest will chase him out? "

The last sentence, he asked a little guilty.

Wei Junxing wiped the water from his face, and replied mockingly,

"You're so smart, don't you think?"

Wei Junxing felt that meeting He Jingshuo was really unlucky in eight lifetimes, not only did he inexplicably pass it into the dream, but now he was hunted down again for no reason.

If not, alas.He then thought that He Jingshuo was pierced by a knife after all to save himself, and he felt a little sorry,

"Probably not, otherwise he wouldn't let you trick me into coming here."

Wei Junxing gritted his teeth, his whole body was icy cold, the wound on his waist was excruciatingly painful, and even the blood from between his fingers flowed slowly, as if he was about to be frozen.

He also didn't know if there was any poison on the fly whisk, if it was poisoned, he thought in a mess in his mind, this time it's not a big loss.

"Let's hear about that dream of yours?"

Seeing that Wei Junxing didn't reply for a long time, He Jingshuo felt a little sorry.

Wei Junxing turned his face away and looked out the window at the wind and rain. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

He Jingshuo drove the car and quickly turned onto a section of the road. After driving for about half an hour, he drove into the yard of a villa.

The gate of the yard is equipped with an automatic license plate recognition system. As soon as He Jingshuo's BMW arrived in front of the gate, the gate opened automatically.

The two got out of the car and entered the house against the rain.

This is a small two-story western-style building, the style of which Wei Junxing can't tell, anyway, it is extremely luxurious, showing that the owner is rich.

He Jingshuo opened the door, ran up to the second floor, and quickly came down with a medicine box. He winked at Wei Jun who was still standing at the door looking at the living room.

"Come in, sit on the sofa, let me see your injury first."

Wei Junxing lowered his head and moved his hands away. There was a big gash about two inches long on his waist, which was so soaked by the rain, his skin and flesh turned out, and his flesh was bloody. Now he didn't even bleed much, but fortunately it looked like a knife wound. There is no sign of poisoning and blackening.

He obediently sat on the sofa, gritted his teeth, lifted his wet shirt, revealing the hideous wound,

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

The man bleeds but does not shed tears, Wei Junxing grits his teeth and holds on.

He Jingshuo's eyelids twitched,

"It's a small wound, it's all like this, I've never seen such a wound in my life..."

He sighed for a while, and suddenly remembered that Wei Junxing was injured because of him.He had no choice but to carefully take out iodophor, apply it with a cotton swab, and gently disinfect around the wound. Every time he touched the wound, he could feel Wei Junxing's body trembling, it must be very painful.

"Be patient, it will be fine in a while."

While wiping it carefully, he was still blowing, hoping that the sulfonate would dry up quickly, and the wound was no longer bleeding, but it looked really scary.

Wei Junxing looked down at He Jingshuo. His beautiful side profile, straight nose bridge, and ink-like eyes coincided with another He Jingshuo in his memory. In fact, his in this world is really different from the him there. .

What's the difference?Is it your attitude towards yourself?Or the confidence given by something external?

He Jingshuo quickly cleaned up the wound and put on the plaster. Seeing that Wei Junxing had been standing there, he thought Wei Junxing was blaming him, so he said uncomfortably,

"There is a bathroom in the guest room, and there is bath foam in the cabinet. Go wash it, change your clothes, and be careful not to touch the wound."

He glanced at a room to the left of the sofa and motioned for Wei Junxing to go over.

He kicked off his shoes and hurried to the second floor.

Wei Junxing kicked the soaked sneakers aside, stepped on the carpet with bare feet and walked towards the guest room.

The room was very much like a standard room with a double bed in a hotel, with all the toiletries. He grabbed the bathrobe and plunged into the shower.

The journey was thrilling, but fortunately, He Jingshuo finally believed what he said. Perhaps only He Jingshuo could give him the answer to what that dreamlike adventure meant.

But just for this?When He Jingshuo strangled his neck and asked who he was, and when he was rejected from Nankang University, he never felt a pain in his heart.

Wei Junxing finished washing quickly, wiped his head with a towel, and walked out of the guest room.

He Jingshuo was already sitting on the edge of the sofa, wearing the same large white bath tub as Wei Junxing, with crystal drops hanging from his hair, his complexion was porcelain white, and his whole face became a little angry under the reflection of the light. Sweep away the gloom just now.

He raised his hand and patted the sofa on the right, motioning for Wei Junxing to sit over.

Wei Jun walked towards him, pulling on his shoes.

The moment Wei Junxing sat down, the sofa collapsed to He Jingshuo's side, and He Jingshuo's knee coiled on the sofa touched Wei Junxing's thigh.

Wei Junxing only felt a heat on his face, and the hand that wiped his head stopped on his shoulder for a moment. Something was about to come out in his heart, but he didn't know how to express it.

He Jingshuo obviously didn't notice his embarrassment, but after he sat down, he slapped him again,

"I want to hear about Zhang Heguang's dream, it will help me in my next actions."