Relief

"What is this?" Yong Lan pushed aside the bushes on the rock.

The broken stones slid and piled up, and there was no way to stand down the slope. The Xiaoyun Guards all squatted above the crack that Xie Zhixu poked open.The gnarled roots of an old tree, once gripping the rock, collapsed, exposing the roots to the air.

There is a ancestral plaque in the bushes under the tree, and a little orange fox hides in it, which is scared away by Yonglan.

Shijie is the oldest among the twelve, the one who reads the most, and has a lot of experience: "The land is a community, and the lush trees are a shrine. It must be a cong shrine established by the townspeople."

Ning Wu was puzzled and said, "Who do you worship when you set up a shrine in the wilderness?"

No one answered.At the same time, everyone recalled the allusion Wu Li told about the wooden ridge of the tomb when they first entered the mountain——whose corpse was buried under the tree roots.

The hairs on Yanmen's arms stood up: "Why have you been in for so long and haven't come out yet?"

As soon as the words fell, the ground shook, and the two huge rocks were broken from the inside again. Xie Zhixu bowed and got out, with a person on his back.The guards quickly ended their idle chatter and entered a state of alert.

The man was wrapped in Xie Zhixu's robe, which was held firmly on his back. The collar covered most of his face, only revealing a little smooth titanium white forehead, and his long hair was scattered, wounded, stained with solidified Blood.

Xie Zhixu didn't seem to want the man to leave his back. He carefully put the man down, leaned against the tree trunk, and said to the guards: "There is another one inside. I don't have a knife. I can't cut the chains. Yanmen followed me in." trip."

"Is it Master Zhu?" Yanmen jumped up.

"I don't know," Xie Zhixu led the way in a hurry, "Take it out first and then we'll talk about it."

Inside the stone crevice was not a burial chamber that complied with regulations, but a natural corridor formed by an underground river. They walked along the corridor and groped into the darkness, and Yanmen couldn't detect Xie Zhixu's footsteps.As long as Xie Zhixu is willing, he can control himself to be as light as a swallow.

A very powerful person.Yanmen once again affirmed his judgment on Xie Zhixu.

At the end, there is a sealed stone that has been removed, revealing a bit of masonry corners on the wall buried in the mountain soil.

Xie Zhixu made a gesture and stopped.

'how? ' Yanmen asked him in a breathy voice.

The location of the sealing stone is different from when Xie Zhixu followed Tang Haifeng in just now.

There is only one artificial passage to enter the tomb. The natural passage of the underground river was blocked by boulders and was originally impassable, but was forcibly broken open by Xie Zhixu.This means that they are taking a path that does not exist in theory. If someone entered the tomb from another passage during Xie Zhixu's departure, Xiao Yunwei guarding outside would not know it at all.

He could only hear the sound of running water in the dark.

The anklets were empty and meandering on the ground, and only Tang Haifeng's broken body was soaked in the river water in the tomb.

A figure turned over on the courtyard wall, and the rabbit flew up and down, not looking like a little girl in a skirt.

"I heard that someone was found?" Shu Yinzhi hurriedly asked as everyone was standing around in Lu Hui's small courtyard.

Lu Hui didn't speak, and shook his head at Shu Yinzhi with an ugly expression on his face.

The half-short courtyard door was pushed open, and Jing Bishang was holding the bandage of the poisonous old monster like a dog, with the edge of the fan pressed against the corner of his lips, and she was the only one in the anxious atmosphere: "Does anyone here need a doctor?"

Under Jing Busheng's gaze of "I'll kill you if you don't work hard", the poisonous boss tremblingly pushed open the door.He was often exploited by Jing Busheng in Liangzhou. He is a killer, not a doctor who saves people!But there was no way, he was afraid of the woman who was always smiling.A dog that can bark does not bite, and must be wary of those ever-pleasant faces.

The room was very simple, with a couch placed at the base of the wall on both sides, the space was cramped, and it was difficult for one more person to settle down.The wounded and poisonous old monster who was unconscious on the couch was very familiar—"Ouch?" He said in a complicated tone, mixed with gloating and bereaved, "I'm going to die."

The young man guarding the wounded man's bed raised his head and smiled at him: "What are you talking about?"

Ahh... another smiley monster.

Du Laoguai was honest, sat on the seat vacated by the young man, and lifted the blanket that was draped over Feng Zhichang's body.The heavy blood made the bandages on his face twist together: "How did you get hurt like this? Someone put him to death?"

The wounds were all on the inner thighs and the abdomen where the skin was soft and delicate, and they were usually too sensitive to be touched by others, but now they were cut in pieces, new wounds mixed with old wounds, and layers of blood scabs fell on Xie Zhixu The center of the eye hurts like hell.

"Who did it?" The poisonous old monster said cruelly, "This has been settled, and we must retaliate!"

Xie Zhixu didn't make any excuses, so that the poisonous boss could concentrate on healing his wounds.

Those who use poison do not necessarily know how to heal, and the poison boss is especially good. The reason why his poison is regarded as unsolvable is mostly because he does not know how to develop an antidote.

Fortunately, for his usual experimental protection, a bandage is really a good thing. He was soaked in the medicinal soup at the beginning, soaked in the medicinal properties, and after taking it off and soaking it in water, he could smell a ginseng tea.It was used to treat Xie Zhixu's internal injuries before, but now it is used to wash Fengzhi's wounds.

The cut piece of bandage was soaked in the basin, and even the water became cloudy.

"It's medicine, not the muddy dead skin on my body," the poisonous old monster emphasized, while itching through the bandage, "Really, I take a bath every day!"

Xie Zhixu showed an expression of not being able to bear to do anything.

The wounds were all in places that could be covered by clothes.Tang Haifeng didn't attack Feng Zhichang's face.

Who can lay hands on this face?

Xie Zhixu soaked the veil, wiped off the sweat that oozes from Feng Zhi's forehead, the wound was so painful that he bit his lip when he was unconscious.Xie Zhixu pressed the corner of his lips, and put his fingertips into his mouth, preventing him from biting him.

Xie Zhixu's fingers were wet with unswallowable body fluid, Feng Zhichang closed his eyes tightly, and painful whimpers overflowed from his throat - the poisonous old monster peeled off the dried blood scab, revealing the blackened flesh and blood inside.

"The executioner knows the methods of people like us very well," the poisonous old monster praised, "Feng Er can hide poison anywhere on his body, so the executioner stripped off his clothes."

Xie Zhixu said, "Can you lighten up?"

The poisonous monster stopped moving: "Are you coming?"

Xie Zhixu closed his mouth and made a please gesture.

It was almost evening before the two came out of the wounded room.

No one left in the courtyard, and there was even a Shi Renyu. He heard that the guests helped find the place where the head was imprisoned, but he disappeared again.

Shi Renyu's mood was ups and downs, and he almost lost his sense of proportion.Lu Hui was comforting him: "Who would want Feng Jing to lock Master under the wooden ridge of the tomb, I have never heard of such a place in the sect—"

Wu Li interjected in a low voice: "I've heard it once..."

Yueguanshan quickly covered Wuli's mouth before Shirenyu could see him.

"At that time, I was careful and sent people to guard outside. Who knew that after just a short time, Feng Jing discovered something strange, and he was able to transfer Master from another way!" Lu Hui was still comforting others, but The more he talked, the more angry he was, he clenched his fist and smashed it on the stone table.

Found one, lost the other.

Several people fell into depression and did not notice that Xie Zhixu left the small courtyard alone.

The guards were still patrolling, but Xie Zhixu's figure quickly disappeared under the cover of twilight.

The small room crammed with two couches turned out to be Lu Hui's storage room. He was punished by the head of the house because he was cheated and abducted, and he was not allowed to return to the mountain for one year, so the storage room was emptied by the same door.Now it's time for the guests to stay.

Wu Li washed the handkerchief, his roommate is Xie Zhixu, now he has become Fengzhi Chang, and he is also responsible for taking good care of the injured.

The semi-conscious person on the couch was humming softly again.Wu Li wrung out the handkerchief and walked over to put it on his sweaty forehead. He was told that Chang's cheeks were flushed red and he was unconscious.It is rare throughout the year to encounter Feng Zhichang in distress, Wu Li took advantage of the opportunity and slapped Feng Zhichang on the face: "Stop yelling, stop yelling, I won't accompany you until Xiao Wu comes back to serve you."

Xie Zhixu didn't know where he went, the sky was dark, and the lights of Huangren Ridge were brightly lit before he returned.Wu Li didn't ask anything, and acted as if he didn't care about what Xie Zhixu had done. After working with him, he went to share a room with Yueguanshan to sleep. Before leaving, he told him: "Don't sleep too deeply at night, old Second, it's burning badly, so be careful."

Xie Zhixu nodded.

He never thought that he would be able to sleep tonight.

Feng Zhichang couldn't help but unconsciously scratch the wound on his upper leg and waist, Xie Zhixu could only sit on the side of the couch, holding Feng Zhichang's hands in his palms.

Feng Zhichang's voice was very thin, and his groans were also weak. When he was unconscious, he was not as defensive as when he was awake, showing a fragile expression.Xie Zhixu guarded him, allowing his slight hum to tickle his ears like the softest covert of a bird's wing.

--hot……

It is indeed hot in late summer, and the mountain is not bad, but it is not stuffy, and the heat dissipates after a gust of forest wind blows.But Feng Zhichang still had a fever, and his breath carried a temperature that could instantly ignite the atmosphere.

Xie Zhixu ignored him.

--So hot.

Tong Gensheng thought that he had failed, and was restless in Xie Zhixu's heart.

Feng Zhichang's eyeballs turned faster under his eyelids, and he felt the scorching heat of Xie Zhixu's palms touching his own, as if it made people boil.Like a kind of urging, or temptation.

Finally, under Xie Zhixu's indifferent gaze, a weak plea overflowed from the lips of the poor injured: "...water."

There was a pot of warm water on the table beside the bed, which was prepared by Wu Li before he left.Xie Zhixu used a small spoon to open Feng Zhichang's lips, but Feng Zhichang was still not quite sober, so he barely cooperated with swallowing.His eyelids opened a slit, and the light-colored eyes caught Xie Zhixu through the slit:

--hot.

Once he regained his senses, he would naturally take on a commanding tone.

Xie Zhixu fed him water, then sat back to his original place, as if he didn't know anything, and even his expression didn't change.He didn't look into Feng Zhichang's eyes.

What else do you not understand.Fengzhi is often so clever.

"It's hot," he said softly, dependent on his weakness.

Xie Zhixu let go of Feng Zhichang's hand, and took up the cattail fan left by Wu Li.Feng Zhi often closes his eyes comfortably in the gentle and suitable cool breeze, and feels that Xie Zhixu gently kissed him while changing his forehead scarf.