My hexagram is perfect

Lu Yao's eyes widened slightly, he didn't expect Xuan Ge to say such a sentence, he subconsciously opened his mouth and was about to refuse, "No, I'll go by myself—"

"Lu Yao."

"Huh?" Hearing Xuan Ge calling his name seriously, he stopped talking, and Lu Yao looked at the other party with questioning eyes.

"Actually, I let you stay with me tonight for a reason."

Under the street lamp, there were moths flapping their wings and pounced straight towards the place where the light was shining, and there were a few frogs croaking from a distance.

Lu Yao suddenly became very curious, "What?"

"I'm afraid of the dark."

In the end, Lu Yao went back with Xuan Ge, not because of the seemingly impossible reason of "fear of the dark", but because Xuan Ge said that his back was injured, and he couldn't apply the medicine with his own strength alone. , the posture is too distorted, so I want Lu Yao to help.

After closing the door of the room, the whole world seemed to be shut out. Xuan Ge found new slippers and handed them to Lu Yao. When he got up, his eyes glanced across the other party's waistline inadvertently, and then moved away calmly.

——The flowers of the motherland are delicate and will be damaged by the wind outside.

This time, Lu Yao found the medicine box familiarly, and Xuan Ge stood beside him, took off his shirt neatly, revealing his tight muscles, and then turned around.

It was only then that Lu Yao realized that the wound on Xuan Ge's back was very scary, with large areas of bruises, the skin and flesh were partly open, and blood scabs had already formed.It may be because he just took off his clothes and pulled the wound, and blood began to ooze from the middle of the scab.

Holding iodophor in his hand, Lu Yao took a deep breath, a little afraid to do it, and couldn't help asking, "Doesn't it hurt?"

"Worried about me?" Xuan Ge turned his head to look at him, with a casual smile on his lips.

"I'm quite worried," Lu Yao didn't feel anything, and replied honestly, and then warned, "Maybe it hurts a little, I'll try to be as light as possible."

"Ah."

When the cotton swab touched it, Lu Yao noticed that Xuan Ge's muscles tightened obviously instantly. He relaxed his movements and spoke while trying to divert Xuan Ge's attention, "Why did those people beat you?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"The first time, more than a dozen people came to block me, saying that they would give me money so that I would be hacked by them a few times, or I would go with them. I didn't agree, so we got into a fight."

"and then?"

"Then there was the second time, the third time, and this time is the fourth time. But you have caught up with the last two times." Thinking of the last time Lu Yao suddenly rushed out from the side, he must pay attention to distinguishing Enemy and friend, don't hit the wrong person, Xuan Ge's voice has a smile on it.

Hearing what he said, all kinds of thoughts popped up in Lu Yao's mind. He remembered what he had heard. It should be that someone paid someone to specifically block Xuan Ge, and there was a special request - that knife must be used. Hurt, that knife...

"What about you?"

"What?" Lu Yao was thinking about something in his head, and his reaction was slow.

"Why are you so proficient at bandaging wounds?"

Lu Yao moved very quickly, he was already putting on bandages, and he went around meticulously. When Xuan Ge asked, he didn't hide it, "Last year in city C, I rescued a mother-in-law who suddenly fell ill on the way, and the other party took me in. for a while,"

The straps were wrapped around the front chest, Lu Yao glanced at the sweat on the chest muscles and skin, and continued, "She runs an animal clinic, and I have helped there for two weeks. I learned from time to time," and then muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, wrapping people is similar to wrapping animals."

After finishing speaking, he tore off the bandage on his hand, and Lu Yao tied a beautiful bow under Xuan Ge's shoulder blades, "That's enough."

Standing up, Xuan Ge found that Lu Yao was looking at him with a smile, and he couldn't help but feel good, and then reached out to rub the other party's hair. Xuan Ge was a little helpless, "Go wash up, the toothbrush and towel you used last time are still there exist."

The summer night is a bit stuffy, and the wind blows in through the window, bringing a bit of coolness in the night.

Lu Yao turned over, the old sofa "creaked" with his movements, he turned sideways towards Xuan Ge's direction, struggled for a while before opening his mouth, and asked very carefully, "Did you offend someone? ?”

"Maybe." Xuan Ge was also lying on his side cooperatively, and the two of them faced each other, "What did you think of?"

Looking at the knife at the door again, Lu Yao nodded, "I just remembered what the pattern engraved on this knife is." He organized his words, "I say this, you may think it is unscientific, because this matter Not really scientific, but I didn't make up a story."

Feeling a little cold, Lu Yao pulled the thin quilt on his body, and continued to explain, "I have seen the lines carved on this knife before in an ancient book. Simply put, these lines are used to absorb evil spirits. Qi and dead Qi. Well, to put it another way, through these lines, some bad "Qi" can be attached to the blade surface. When cutting people, bring these "Qi" together, the effect will be It’s more fantasy. The method of drawing textures has been almost lost, so I didn’t think of it at first.”

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room.Lu Yao was nervous and was about to speak when he heard Xuan Ge say something,

"According to what you said, this knife is relatively rare, and, someone should come to chop me on purpose?"

"Yes," Lu Yao moved, and made a few "creaking" sounds, "Maybe...maybe you have something worth cutting?"

With a movement of his finger, he subconsciously wanted to do a fortune telling, but he remembered that once he met Xuan Ge, all fortune telling skill points would be wiped out in an instant, so he could only hold back silently.

"Well, it's getting late, go to sleep first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." Xuan Ge got up and turned off the light, and lay back on the bed again, he touched the wound on his thigh - there was only a scar left.

In the darkness, Xuan Ge's expression was solemn.

Lu Yao was lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, feeling a little depressed suddenly.He was already used to others' questioning and distrust, even ridicule and sarcasm, but Xuan Ge didn't believe in himself, which still made him feel depressed.

Carefully touching his left eye, Lu Yao recalled the feeling when he touched the handle of the knife before - he was sure that he was right, it was the feeling of death.

So, why on earth would someone hold such a knife and want to hurt Xuan Ge?

Keeping thinking about the pattern drawn on the knife, Lu Yao closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.Half-dream and half-awake, he felt himself being dragged by a cloud of black air, straight into the ice hole.

He struggled subconsciously, but the cold air tightly surrounded him, piercing into the cracks in the bones like ice needles.

Xuan Ge never slept soundly, when he heard a "creaking" sound next to him, he sat up and called out tentatively, "Lu Yao?"

No one answered.

The heartbeat started to speed up inexplicably, Xuan Ge got out of bed with bare feet and turned on the light, and saw Lu Yao tightly wrapped in the quilt, curled up on the sofa, trembling uncontrollably.

Looking at the person who was huddled with his back facing him, Xuan Ge slightly raised his voice, and asked again, "Lu Yao? Are you uncomfortable?"

Still no one answered him.

At this time, Xuan Ge's heart was already beating faster and faster. He bent down and reached out to pat the lying person. When his hand touched it, he stopped.

It was cold, exactly like last time.Even the same, and my own heartbeat.

Xuan Ge used both hands to make Lu Yao lie flat on the sofa, only to find that the other party's lips had completely lost all color, and his face was an abnormal white, as if stained with a layer of frost.His eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing slowed down significantly.

When he got close, he realized that the mole on Lu Yao's left eyelid had turned into cinnabar.

Did I remember wrong?

While recalling, Xuan Ge stretched out his hand to touch the other person's forehead, and his fingers trembled instantly.However, he didn't take back his hand, but instead moved his finger down, and by a strange coincidence, he lightly touched the cinnabar-colored mole on Lu Yao's left eyelid with his index finger.

"Lu Yao? Lu—"

Feeling the eyelashes brushing the palm of his hand, which brought a slight itching, Xuan Ge moved his palm away, and was stunned for a moment.

At this time, Lu Yao slowly opened his eyes, the pupil of his right eye was as dark as night, while the color of his left eye was as deep as blood.