final reincarnation

When we got back to the temple, the sun was already up. Fortunately, Su Xianwen lived in the most remote place, so he didn't meet anyone on the road.He had just resettled Zhijie, and someone called him outside the door, asking why he didn't get up early to clean up today.

Su Xianwen prevaricates that he feels a little uncomfortable when he wakes up in the morning, and will go to sweep it later.The person who asked the question saw that Su Xianwen's face was indeed pale and he looked like he was on the verge of falling, so he was not suspicious. He also told Su Xianwen that if he was really sick, he would take more rest, and it would be the same if he scanned again tomorrow.

Doesn't this still require me to sweep it?Su Xianwen complained silently in his heart.

Although they all had to be swept away, it would be nice if they could escape for a day, but Su Xianwen's hand had already been scratched with a deep mark, and now his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't even make a fist.

After the people left, Su Xianwen carefully checked the situation on Zhijie's body. Fortunately, the injuries on his body were the same as before, and the black bear last night did not leave any new traces on him at all.

After resting for a while, Su Xianwen went back and did some simple processing on the traces left by dragging Zhijie on the road, so that people would not be able to see the clues at a glance.

After finishing the treatment and returning to the room, the relaxed Su Xianwen realized that his heart was beating abnormally fast, his skin was dry, and his head was dizzy due to the rush of blood. He felt a little like the fear of being abandoned on an unknown island alone.

Whether Zhijie is dead or alive Su Xianwen can't confirm, if he really died in that self-explosion, the only thing left in this game is a bunch of simulated data...Su Xianwen was a little afraid to reveal the answer himself but had to do it .

It might not be a bad thing to get lost in the virtual world with Zhijie back then. Be an ignorant fool and reunite with Zhijie time and time again.

Su Xianwen boiled the medicine as usual and brought it to Zhijie's room, and unexpectedly found that Zhijie had woken up.

It was afternoon at this time, the light in the room was just right, Zhijie looked at Su Xianwen ignorantly, he obviously hadn't figured out the situation, and the guard in his eyes still remained.

"Zhi, Young Hero Zhi..." Su Xianwen almost yelled out Zhi Jie, and abruptly changed his name according to the world view of the game.

Even if the word "Young Hero" was temporarily added, the doubts on Zhijie's face became even worse, "How do you know my surname is Zhi?"

Su Xianwen had no choice but to forcefully explain, "I found a jade pendant engraved with the word 'Zhi' on your body before, so I made a bold guess. Please forgive me if there is something wrong."

There are countless people with the surname "Zhi" in the entire Wulin, but there are very few who can engrave the word "Zhi" on jade pendants, that is, their family in the Zhijie community has one.

The Zhi family is well-known in the martial arts world, and there are many talented people in the family. People from all walks of life are willing to make friends with the Zhi family, so if the descendants of the Zhi family encounter any inconvenience when they travel the rivers and lakes, holding this jade pendant will make someone feel happy. One or two punches.

Su Xianwen reviewed the settings, and sighed secretly in his heart that it was fortunate that the jade pendant hadn't been washed away by the sea, otherwise it would be impossible to get past it here today.

He took out the jade pendant from the cabinet in the room and handed it back to Zhijie, who hesitated for a while before reaching out to take it.

Touching the lines on the jade pendant, the corners of Zhijie's mouth curled up. From Su Xianwen's point of view, he felt it was full of irony, but Zhijie quickly let it go and returned to calm.

The slight change in expression at this moment is probably a reflection of the fact that he was proud all the way in the past, but now he is drifting here. The difference during this period is indeed embarrassing.

Su Xianwen handed the boiled medicine to Zhi Jie, but Zhi Jie waved after smelling it, showing a look of complete resistance.

"Is this medicine not good?" Su Xianwen also smelled it, but couldn't smell anything strange.

Zhijie only said "hmm" and didn't speak.Su Xianwen realized in an instant that Zhijie should be very thirsty just after waking up, so he quickly poured water for him.

After drinking the water, Zhijie's expression seemed to soften a lot. Su Xianwen asked him if he was hungry, and went to the kitchen to bring him porridge.Fortunately, porridge is cooked every day in the temple, and there are ready-made porridge at this point.

Su Xianwen looked at Zhijie sipping porridge, and asked him, "Do you know medical skills?"

Zhijie stopped drinking the porridge, looked up slightly at Su Xianwen, and nodded.

Unexpectedly, this Shaoxia Zhi is still a talent with all-round development, Su Xianwen sighed casually in his heart, and said, "In this case, tell me what to do, and I will make medicine for you."

Then reported the medicinal materials in the temple.The temple is small and remote, and there is really not much stock available, which are common types in the world, and some of them are collected by the abbot himself in the mountains.

After listening, a trace of disgust flashed across Zhijie's face, and Su Xianwen almost suspected that he was wrong.

Zhijie thought for a while, and then talked about several kinds of medicinal materials.Probably because of his physical discomfort, his voice was very low and sounded a little hoarse.

No matter how brilliant he was in the past, now he is just an injury that cannot take care of himself.

Zhijie can prescribe the decoction by himself, but he still has a rib injury. Su Xianwen asked the abbot to come and re-bandage it, but Zhijie shook his head and refused.In desperation, Su Xianwen could only bandage and fix him according to Zhi Jie's instructions.Su Xianwen has no confidence in his skills at all, and can't help but wonder whether Zhijie's bones will grow crooked every day...

Su Xianwen hoped that Zhijie would recover quickly, and he devoted himself to making medicine and taking care of him. He helped scrub his body and change his clothes every day, and would take him out to bask in the sun during the day to replenish calcium and so on.

After a few days like this, Su Xianwen felt that he was getting used to it, and when he returned to the real world in the future, he might be able to go to the hospital for nursing or something.

The disciples of Nanji Temple are very interested in Zhijie, and they will come over from time to time after he woke up, trying to find out some news from the outside world.At first, the interface was expressionless and silent, and then gradually began to speak after the injury got better.

The disciples have lived in this world since they were young, and they are very curious about the legends of the outside world. After finally having someone who has seen the world, they can't help but ask around the Zhijie, so this often happens. screen:

A certain disciple: "I heard that the third miss of the Lin family and the daughter of Old Monster Xie fought for a man in Jinling, but is it true?"

Zhijie: "Half-truth, half-false, fighting is real, but it is nothing for the sake of men. The two heroines are about the same age, and they have been compared together since they were young. It is inevitable that they are not convinced by each other. Deep. We happened to meet each other in Jinling, and it's not uncommon for the three sentences to hit one point when they disagree."

"The disappearance of the Ninth Prince in Yanmen seems to have something to do with Concubine Jian Dai Ze?" Another disciple stepped forward and asked.

At the beginning of the year, the Ninth Prince disappeared unexpectedly when he was inspecting the border, and his life and death were unknown. Both ordinary people and people in the world couldn't help but speculate. It's Dazzle.

Zhijie lightly tapped the edge of the bed a few times with his fingers, and smiled slightly, "He did it, but it has nothing to do with others. Dai Ze and Ninth Prince have some old grievances, this time it's just revenge."

"Dai Ze's behavior became more and more perverse after he rebelled into the Demon Sect. I only hate that his master didn't end his life with a sword at the beginning, and left such a disaster."

"Yeah, it's rare that Mr. Lei lost his reputation to this disciple in his whole life."

"..."

Zhijie answered all the questions, and his tone was controlled just right. The monks around him became more and more emotional. You glanced at me and said a word, copying the atmosphere to a fiery atmosphere, discussing the affairs of the world, quite a bit of demeanor and momentum.

Su Xianwen boiled the medicine as usual, and he walked quietly, and no one noticed.He put the medicine on the table and withdrew, a thought flashed in his mind: I didn't expect this Shaoxia Zhi to be quite gossipy.

Just as the door was about to close, Zhijie glanced inside inadvertently, meeting Shangzhijie's gaze.

With just a casual glance, Zhijie looked away the next moment.

It took Su Xianwen a beat before he remembered that he was going to close the door. He closed the door gently, and stood outside the door, frowning.

For a moment just now, he felt a little malice from Zhijie.

Zhijie had a heated fight with the disciples in the temple, but unexpectedly, he didn't say a few words to Su Xianwen. Su Xianwen himself felt that there was no need to chat with Zhijie, and this world was fake to him. There is no enthusiasm for gossip from all walks of life.

The silence between the two is the main theme.

Occasionally, Su Xianwen would find that Zhijie looked at him with a probing look, which was hard to describe and somewhat uncomfortable.But every time Su Xianwen looked back at each other, the weird awkwardness would disappear in an instant.

Su Xianwen couldn't help being terrified by this strangeness—whether the behavior of this game character was programmed, or did he have the consciousness of Zhijie.

One day, Su Xianwen was about to enter the door with the medicine in his hand, when suddenly his name was mixed in the voice of the conversation, so he stopped moving and stood at the door to listen.

It said: "Su Xianwen is like that, he doesn't like to talk to people, and no one knows what he is thinking."

"That's right, sometimes it's scary..."

"Yes, yes, I also think he is very gloomy. It's a good thing he doesn't know martial arts, otherwise he might become the next Xiangfeijian."

Su Xianwen: "..."

These disciples are too young, their tempers are uncertain, and they have no scruples when it comes to emotions, and they are so inappropriate in the temple.

Most of them are children from nearby families. When they were young, the family had no rice to cook, so they sent the children to the temple to find a way to survive.The abbot never refuses anyone who comes. When they become adults, the abbot will not stop them if they want to go down the mountain. They can stay as they please.

In this way, the temple has become a temporary relief station, and few people who come and go can settle down to the Buddha.

Just as Su Xianwen was distracted for a while, he chatted about his background again.

"His abbot picked it up."

"Since it was picked up, why does it still have a surname?" Zhi Jie asked.

The young monks looked at each other, they had never thought about this question, so they could only honestly say: "Probably only the abbot knows."

If it continues, they may hold a "Grab My Best Colleagues" conference.

Su Xianwen didn't know if there were any bugs in his existence, thinking that they could not continue their chat, he deliberately slammed on the door and made a noise to interrupt them, walked in with a calm expression and put down the medicine, maintaining himself very conscientiously A taciturn character.

The atmosphere inside was a bit awkward, Su Xianwen glanced quickly, the expressions of the young monks were indescribable, Zhijie was not in any embarrassment, and even blinked at Su Xianwen inexplicably.