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The two hunted around and had no fixed residence. Occasionally they would stay in a farmhouse or an inn, but most of the time they used the sky as their seat and the ground as their seat. One day they were lucky and found a small deserted temple before dark .It happened that there were evil spirits nearby, so Xiao Xingchen decided to stay temporarily.

This temple has really been abandoned for a long time. Although it is very close to the village, no one came to offer incense. The incense table was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the dust flew up with a light hand, let alone the offerings.When he first came here, even the door latch was broken, Xiao Xingchen had to spend a lot of effort to repair it so that it could barely block the wind, while Xue Yang laughed at him: "It's a pity I can't see it, otherwise the Taoist priest looks like he is now." Must be very interesting."Not to mention the rain protection, the rubble on the roof has long been dilapidated, and the jade plate can be seen when you look up.

It was the night of the fifteenth day of the eighth month, and the weather was slowly turning cold. Those who cultivated immortals could use their spiritual power to resist the scorching heat, but they were still mortal bodies.Thinking of this, Xiao Xingchen immediately greeted Xue Yang, but Xue Yang seemed to lack interest, so he decided to go to a nearby village to buy some fabric for winter clothes.

Xue Yang did feel a little tired.As soon as Xiao Xingchen went out, he closed his eyes and rested.But not long after, a sound of hurried footsteps woke him up from his light sleep.Xue Yang was about to scold someone, but that person grabbed his calf. He didn't want to move his legs to push the person away, but the person was very stubborn, and crawled over to grab him again.

Xue Yang frowned, and said viciously: "You short-sighted, dare to pester your Grandpa Xue? You want to die!"

The man was still in shock, and only woke up from a dream after being shouted like this. It turned out to be a blind man—a one-armed blind man.But in this desolate country, he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, trembling: "I, I didn't mean to offend the young master."

This man stuttered, and Xue Yang, who was already impatient, didn't want to listen to him.At this moment, Xue Yang suddenly smelled a rotten stench, which he was all too familiar with - walking corpses.It became clear in my heart that this person was chased here by a walking corpse.

The rancid smell was getting closer and closer to them, and the man didn't do anything when he saw Xue Yang, so he could only give up the idea that he would save him, stood up tremblingly, and ran to a small corner.

Xue Yang just felt that he hadn't seen a good show with Xiao Xingchen for a long time, so he was not in a hurry to make a move. Hearing the sound of footsteps, this walking corpse should not be a murderous corpse, so he also found a leisurely place to listen to the show.Naturally, the walking corpse didn't dare to provoke Xue Yang, so it entered the door and rushed straight towards the man.

Although he knew that the young man in front of him would not save him, but in this situation, he was scared out of his wits, how could he think about anything else?I couldn't help shouting: "Help! Don't come here! Someone save me! Mother! Father! Help me! I don't want to die yet!"

Xue Yang didn't expect this person to shout so well, his ears hurt from shouting, and he rolled up his tongue and blew a sharp whistle.Sure enough, the walking corpse heard the whistle, stopped moving, turned around in a daze, and looked at Xue Yang with those white pupils.The man was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he even forgot to run.

Xue Yang sneered, "If you don't want to leave, do you want me to let you go?"

The man shook his head like a rattle, got up whimpering, held his breath, and ran out like flying, bumped into Xiao Xingchen who was coming back from shopping, and didn't have time to apologize, and didn't turn his head.

Shuanghua would guide Xiao Xingchen's body energy, and he was secretly agitated on the way back. He rushed back anxiously, but he didn't expect this to be the scene.Xue Yang sat on the futon relaxedly, and there was a walking corpse standing in front of him.

Xue Yang calmly said, "Prince Daoist, you are back!"

Xiao Xingchen frowned and said, "What's going on? Why is there a walking corpse here? That person just now?"

Xue Yang didn't rush to explain, but instead asked, "What do you think, Daoist?"

It is true that Xiao Xingchen's first reaction was that Xue Yang was doing all kinds of evil again.He can't be blamed for thinking this way. He was deceived so thoroughly in Yicheng in the past few years, and it has long been ingrained in his heart, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, and he didn't sacrifice Shuanghua.

For a long time, no one spoke.Xue Yang opened his mouth and said, "Don't talk about it, I know what you think. You just think I summoned this walking corpse, don't you?"

Xiao Xingchen really wouldn't lie, so he answered truthfully: "Yes."

Hearing Xiao Xingchen's decisive answer, Xue Yang's breath froze for a moment, and then he teased recklessly: "If that's the case, why didn't the Taoist priest take action? It doesn't mean that if I hurt someone's life again, you will end me What? Why, this doesn’t count?”

Xiao Xingchen said angrily, "Xue Yang!"

Xue Yang sighed, his tone was lonely, but he still raised the corners of his mouth: "If the Taoist priest doesn't believe me, then take it as me."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stood up and pushed Xiao Xingchen who was standing at the door, and ran out.Xiao Xingchen was pushed staggeringly, and watched the person run a long way before thinking of chasing him back.

On the top of the tree on the moon, Xue Yang supported the trunk, panting for a while, he didn't know where he ran, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what time it was.A flash of lightning tore through the night sky, thunder roared instantly, and soon it began to rain. The autumn raindrops hit his face like hail, cold and painful.He wiped his face in embarrassment, and cursed: "Fuck, you are against me!" After scolding, he still felt puzzled, so he punched the tree trunk again, and knocked down a few leaves. All that was left was slumped, leaning against the tree trunk exhausted, not knowing what to do next, Xiao Xingchen, would he come to find him?Then what?Facing him with swords?Thinking of this, his originally pale face turned livid, which was very ugly.

There was another thunder, and along with the sound of footsteps, Xue Yang raised his face, just about to smile, and listened carefully, the footsteps were heavy and slow, it wasn't Xiao Xingchen!The palm wind came towards him quickly, and Xue Yang jumped away warily. With his intuition and ghost cultivation, he knew that this was nothing but a murderous corpse full of resentment!

There was no calamity reduction around him, let alone the Yinhu Talisman, so he couldn't control such a resentful corpse for a while, so he could barely escape the attack of the corpse.The rain soaked his hair and clothes, making him look extremely embarrassed, but there was no time for him to rectify, the vicious corpse pursued the victory, and rushed towards him with a roar, its figure was like a ghost, and its speed was so fast, Xue Yang reacted When he came over, it had already come behind him, so he could only dodge and leave the spot.

Xue Yang only felt a chill down his back, and dense sweat oozes from his forehead.The more critical the situation was, the more delusional he was: wouldn't he die in such a wasteland like this?When he rushed out of the ruined temple, he hadn't said anything nice to the Taoist priest, and he still misunderstood him.

When he was in a state of confusion, he had already been attacked by a vicious corpse. He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped. place, making the air filled with the smell of blood.But Xue Yang suddenly laughed, cursing: "Okay, I'm really unlucky today, if you dare to find me bad luck, let's see if you have the ability!!"

Not caring about the wounds on his body, Xue Yang stood up as if nothing had happened.Fortunately, Xiao Xingchen often gave him some talismans to exorcise evil spirits for his self-defense. Wouldn't this come in handy?He took a few talisman seals from the Qiankun bag, sprinkled them twelve times, and formed a circle around him. Immediately, white lights appeared everywhere, and the dark forest was illuminated by daylight.

The ferocious corpse paused for a moment, without any sign of fear, and quickly raised its hand to fight back. Xue Yang could feel the wind whistling in his ear, and he was getting closer and closer to him. Someone pushed it, and warm liquid splashed on his face, unlike the bone-piercing cold rain, it was scalding hot as if it was about to burn his skin.Xiao Xingchen panted, "Are you alright?"

Xue Yang shivered imperceptibly, but he wasn't cold.He touched the liquid on his face and asked tentatively, "Master Taoist, are you injured?"

Xiao Xingchen was afraid that Xue Yang would be worried, so he said softly, "It's okay, minor injuries are fine."

Xue Yang hurriedly said, "What about the walking corpse?"

Xiao Xingchen put Shuanghua back into the scabbard. When he came, he saw the walking corpse was about to attack Xue Yang, and the white silk wrapped around his face was mixed with muddy water. He was standing in a daze in the rain. Looking so thin, his figure actually made Xiao Xingchen feel a little lonely.

Anxiously, his mind went blank, and he forgot that he still had Shuanghua in his hand, so he used his body to block it. When he pushed Xue Yang away, he was accidentally caught by a walking corpse. The walking corpse was cut into two pieces, the injury was mild or not, and he gasped in pain, and said suddenly: "It's dealt with, are you okay?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't care about the injury on his left shoulder, so he looked at Xue Yang carefully, and after making sure that he was fine except for some scratches, he let go of his hanging heart.When he was thinking about it, Xue Yang had already leaned in front of him, and the warm breath rushed towards him from a short distance away.He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really just a small injury?"

The ending sound rose, the tone was slightly frivolous, and every step was pressing. Xue Yang was obviously a little shorter than him, but at this moment, he felt an unknown sense of oppression.Xiao Xingchen unconsciously took a few steps back. Hitting the tree trunk with his back, he was unable to retreat. With his strength, it was really easy to push Xue Yang away, but for some reason, he couldn't help feeling nervous and guilty. It might be the first time he lied. For some reason, his limbs were tensed, and Xue Yang held him in his arms like this.He said, "Where is the injury?"

Xiao Xingchen remained silent, Xue Yang was not angry, instead his brows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were smirking. Just by looking at this expression, he knew what he was thinking, and sure enough he said: "If you don't say it, then I can only do it myself." Look for it."

After finishing speaking, Xue Yang really turned his nose up and sniffed.Smelling the place where the smell of blood was the strongest, he poked lightly with his right hand maliciously. Although the force was not strong, it gave Xiao Xingchen a sharp pain, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it.How clever Xue Yang is, no matter how small and faint the anomaly is, he can't hide it from him, and he doesn't expose it. He pretended to be curious and asked, "Is this here?" He opened the man's clothes and touched his body temperature with his cold fingertips. Let him linger, or his mind collapses, or his heart wants to play a prank, Xue Yang licked Xiao Xingchen's wound, brushed the tip of his tongue softly, and rubbed his tiger teeth maliciously from time to time, making Xiao Xingchen itchy again It hurts again.Although Xue Yang couldn't see, he wasn't as easy to deceive as Xiao Xingchen. Although he was injured a little bit, it wasn't as strong as the smell of blood.If only the Yin Tiger Talisman was still there, the Taoist leader would not be injured. He regretted it for a second, and quickly put it behind him. After all, the most important thing right now is to punish the Taoist leader!

Xiao Xingchen's breath was unsteady, and he spoke intermittently: "Ah, A Yang, I, I'm really fine."

His lips were still sticking to his shoulder blades, tasting the man's blood as if he was tasting some kind of delicacy. He was quite dissatisfied with his words, and asked inarticulately, "Is everything all right?" After biting hard, Xiao Xingchen really He exhaled, which made Xue Yang laugh, and he said again: "Master Daoist, your ability to lie is really bad, how about it, do you want me to teach you?"

Before the words were finished, Xiao Xingchen's face suddenly became ugly, the blood color faded to pale as white paper, a certain old disease was brought up again, and it hurt him a lot.After a long while, he said in a shy voice: "It's just some skin trauma, it's really all right."

Lifting his face, Xue Yang seemed to feel that he had made a mistake, and said seriously, "Didn't the Taoist priest think that I was hurting someone again? Why are you looking for me again now? Are you here to clean me up?"

Reluctantly calming down the stabbing pain in his heart, Xiao Xingchen coughed lightly in embarrassment, lowered his eyelids and said, "I misunderstood you, why don't you explain it?"

Afterwards he caught up with the young man. The young man faltered and cried for a long time before explaining the matter clearly, so he was delayed for a long time. Only then did he find Xue Yang. Luckily, he didn't come too late.

Xue Yang hummed nonchalantly, his tone was a little strange, sour like a naughty boy, and said, "Anyway, you don't believe me, Daoist, is it useful to explain?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head, feeling a little helpless, and said, "It's rare for you to help others, but I feel ashamed."

Xue Yang was about to say something, but he sneezed from the cold.The rain stopped at some point, and the layers of dark clouds were pushed away, revealing the corner of the full moon. The soft moonlight was like a gauze covering the two of them, making the forest less dark.The evening wind blew past, and his wet clothes made him shiver. Xiao Xingchen supported him and said, "Let's go, we're going back, it will be bad if we catch the wind and cold."

These words made the tip of Xue Yang's nose sour, and he turned his face away in disdain.The hand held by Xiao Xingchen trembled slightly, betraying him.Everyone regards him as heinous, and wants to get rid of it quickly, wishing that he would die without a burial place, and he thinks it should be the same, no one has ever cared about him like this.He tightened the strength in his hand, afraid that the warmth would slip away if he loosened it.Xiao Xingchen also noticed it, and asked, "What's wrong? Is it still cold?"

Xiao Xingchen really wanted to give him his coat, but it was a pity that he was also soaked in the rain, so it didn't get any better, not to mention there were blood stains on the white coat.Xue Yang shook his head, and soon he was an innocent young man again, with a smile on his face, and said, "Didn't the Taoist priest say that he went to the village to buy two bolts of cloth? Taoist priest, you can still sew clothes?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "Well, when I was cultivating on the mountain before, I also repaired it for my juniors and younger sisters. There is probably no problem, I'm afraid it's not good enough..."

Xue Yang interrupted him, and said decisively: "No, it's very good. I like all the gifts from the Taoist priest."

Just like that, the two of them strolled along, chatting without saying a word along the way, and returned to the small temple before they knew it.

However, the wall was not sheltered from the wind, and the small temple, which was not covered by the rain, was wet. Fortunately, there were still some usable hay. Xiao Xingchen piled it into a pile, and then separated some, and lit it with an open fire talisman. It was cold and dark for a moment. There is warmth in the house.Finding two more futons, the two sat around the fire, and Xiao Xingchen offered to apply wound medicine for Xue Yang.

But Xue Yang said: "These injuries are not worth mentioning at all, I've been used to them for a long time, I don't care about them, and I'll be fine in a few days." After a pause, he said desperately: "Why don't I take medicine for the Taoist priest? "

Xiao Xingchen pretended not to hear his second joke, and said, "Stop messing around, Ayang, come here."

Since he insisted so much, Xue Yang could only wish for it, so he moved his body neatly, took off his shirt and let him smear it.Xiao Xingchen's fair and slender fingers moved gently, for fear of hurting him, and the ointment was cool, making it very comfortable to apply.

Xiao Xingchen suddenly said: "What's the matter, did it hurt you?"

Unconsciously, Xue Yang grabbed his hand and let him go, Xue Yang said, "No."

After a while, Xiao Xingchen said, "Okay, don't touch the water these few days. Otherwise, the wound will be infected and it will be bad."

Xue Yang didn't take it seriously, but instead said, "You really don't want me to help you with the medicine?"

Xiao Xingchen said, "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

Xue Yang said, "Really don't need it?"

Seeing his expectant face, Xiao Xingchen was embarrassed to refuse, and said, "Then... I will trouble you."

With approval, Xue Yang picked up the medicine bottle vigorously. He had never done these things before, and now his movements seemed clumsy and slow, but he was as careful as Xiao Xingchen just now.After applying the ointment with difficulty, some fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and he took out white gauze to bandage him.He said: "I didn't make a mistake, did I? Did it hurt you just now?"

Xiao Xingchen looked at him with a serious expression, maybe because of the fire, Xue Yang no longer seemed to have such a heavy hostility, but a youthful feeling that matched his age.She said softly, "No, it's well packed and doesn't hurt."

Xue Yang: "Really?"

Xiao Xingchen: "Really."

Hearing Xiao Xingchen's affirmative answer, Xue Yang felt as if he had eaten candied fruit, and couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed Xiao Xingchen's wound.Said: "That's good."

Shocked by his unexpected action, Xiao Xingchen felt his face was slightly hot, and said, "Well, A Yang, you get up and sit down, let me measure your body, so that I can make you a winter coat."

Xue Yang could imagine the thin-skinned him's expression at this moment, and it was rare to obediently obey his words, stop teasing him, and straighten his back for him to measure.Before the clothes were finished, there was already a picture in his mind, and his brows were full of joy.Xiao Xingchen looked at him sideways, as if the thorn in his heart was slowly being removed, maybe everything would gradually get better.