Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Lu Ci doesn’t have many things that are commonly used in daily life, and it’s actually enough for one person to move them all by himself, but Luo Hanxin and Tong Sang have been following closely behind and asking questions out of curiosity, so Lu Ci simply became the hands-free shopkeeper, and they all took care of it. Everything is given to this free coolie.

Returning to Ji Wuzhou's residence, as soon as the door was opened, the three of them were almost blinded by the shock.

"I'll go..." Luo Hanxin and Tong Sang said in unison.

Accompanied by the sigh of half admiration and half envy, Lu Ci froze in place.

This room is really... full of beautiful things.

There are several long paintings of mountains and rivers hanging on the wall, the floor is covered with elegantly colored felt, a tripod incense burner is placed on top of the long case, and several long swords and short blades are placed horizontally on the sword stand behind the stove. In the corner, there are all kinds of porcelain vases, clay pots, chessboards, paper and inkstones. In addition, there are countless bows and arrows, long whips, folding fans, engravings and other objects that can't even be named. .

Tong Sang exclaimed: "My mother! Has he passed the 72 Island trials hundreds of times?"

Luo Hanxin shook his head and said, "It's not just 'passing', right? I'm afraid it should be called... crushing?"

At this time, Lu Ci was also shocked beyond measure.

There are no such human utensils in Xihezhou. All the decorations in the residence, except for the bed, are as big as bookshelves, tables and chairs, as small as pens, inks, papers and inkstones. They must be made by the disciples of the secret realm on the island. Generally speaking, the creation methods and materials can only be obtained after passing the corresponding trials.

The reason why Lu Ci is known as the "leader" of the secret realm is because he is the one who has gone to the island the most times and completed the most trials among his disciples, and the reason why he doesn't have many "trophies" is because he only likes to try During the refining process, most of the things created on the island were given to fellow students in need.

Judging from the quantity and quality of these things in front of him, it is obvious that Ji Wuzhou has completed more trials than him, and the level of completion is also higher.

Lu Ci couldn't help thinking: So he is the real leader of the secret realm.So he kept these things in his hands because he wanted to keep them as souvenirs, or because... he couldn't give them away?

Thinking about this, Lu Ci suddenly asked: "Compared with the ones I gave you in the past, which one is better?"

Luo Hanxin and Tong Sangqi showed expressions of being very speechless, as if they were hesitating whether to tell the truth or not.

Lu Ci was asking the question knowingly. After seeing their expressions, he was not surprised at all, and asked again: "If he is willing to give you some of these things, will you accept them or not?"

The two were very tangled with frowning faces, and it took a long time for Tong Sang to say: "This... let's forget it?"

Lu Ci sighed softly in his heart: That's right, no matter how good and delicate these things are, others will still associate them with the word "Plague God", for fear that there will be some bad luck on them.

He is not a self-admired, it is simply no one to send.

Lu Ci didn't say any more, took his things from the two of them and walked towards the empty bed.

This bed is the only place that is out of place in this room. There is only a bare wooden bed board. In this dazzling room, it is like a piece of cracked wasteland in a garden full of flowers.

While making the bed, Lu Ci thought to himself: Barren land is barren land. Although I can't grow flowers, it's okay to plant some grass.

After making the bed and setting things up, the sun was already setting outside the window, Lu Ci sent Luo Hanxin and Tong Sang away, looked around the room carefully, and then returned to his bed and sat down.

His gaze landed on another bed that was only a few steps away. For some reason, he always felt that Ji Wuzhou's bed was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell where it was, but he just felt that something was wrong with it. .It's just that without permission, he can't flip through the research at will. After reading it for a while, he stopped thinking about it, picked an unfinished book from the books he brought, and leaned on the bedside to read it leisurely.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Lu Ci lit the candles, and stayed like this until late at night, but Ji Wuzhou returned to the house. A thought flashed in his mind to look for it, but he was quickly denied by himself.

Maybe it was his habit not to return late at night?It's probably inappropriate for a "newcomer" like me to interfere in his life on his own initiative on the first day, right?

Thinking of it this way, Lu Ci no longer struggled, and returned to the bed after a little washing, resting his head on his arms and remembering his thoughts.

Ren's thoughts flew farther and farther, until he was about to fall asleep, when finally there was a slight knock from the door.

Lu Ci didn't move, he only turned his eyes to look at the door, and saw Ji Wuzhou dragging his still inconvenient legs into the house, closing the door and walking towards the back door leading to the back yard without looking sideways.

After a long while, it seemed that he had finished washing, and he went back to the house to add some spices to the incense burner, and finally went to the bedside and took off his coat.

There was a small desk between the two beds. At this time, candlesticks were lighting candles on the desk. Ji Wuzhou picked up a piece of copper and seemed to want to turn off the lamp. He raised his hand but suddenly paused, turning his head slightly to look at Lu Ci.

This was the first time he saw Lu Ci after entering the room, and he was obviously startled when he found that Lu Ci was still awake.

Lu Ci immediately understood that he was used to living alone, and never had the concept of needing to take care of other people's work and rest. This was probably the first time he had the idea of ​​"should we turn off the lights".

Thinking about this, Lu Ci suddenly felt that his behavior was a little cute, and forced the corner of his mouth to say solemnly: "Shut it up, it's time to sleep."

Ji Wuzhou withdrew his gaze and turned off the lights, the room was plunged into darkness instantly, the sound of the rubbing of clothes and bedding could be heard clearly, and within a short while all fell silent.

In the moon leaking window, hoarfrost is all over the ground.

The crows and birds fell silent, and the room was silent.

The drowsiness that Lu Ci had brewed before Ji Wuzhou came back had long since dissipated. He stared at the void for a long time with his arms on his pillow, swallowed a few words back and forth in his mouth, and finally couldn't help asking: "You Why did you throw Brother Yang's things?"

He didn't know the details of this matter, but he always felt that there was something hidden behind Ji Wuzhou's sentence "I don't like him", so after hesitating for a long time, he decided to ask.

However, there was no response.

The darkness enveloped the silence audible to the drop of a needle, as if mocking his soliloquies.

Lu Ci sighed lightly.

Of course, he didn't expect Ji Wuzhou, who lived alone all the year round, to open his heart to anyone so quickly. The question just now was just because he wanted to ask, and Ji Wuzhou really had no obligation to answer.

Although a little disappointed, it is understandable.

Luci comforted himself in his heart.

At this moment, his ears caught some unusual and subtle sound.

It seemed to be Ji Wuzhou's breathing, but it was intermittent and light and heavy, making it a bit...difficult?

Lu Ci frowned, listened for a while, and finally determined that he didn't hear it wrongly. The breathing sound was not only difficult, but even mixed with a slight knocking sound.

What's going on here?Lu Ci couldn't help being puzzled.

After hesitating for a moment, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked barefoot to Ji Wuzhou's side, and carefully stretched out his hand to explore.

After probing, he was startled at first.

The feel of this quilt...why is it so strange?

After pinching two more times, Lu Ci suddenly realized - no wonder there was something wrong when he looked at his bed earlier, what kind of quilt is this, it is clearly a blanket wrapped in a quilt on the floor, right?

There is a world of difference between quilts and felts, and the most intuitive difference is softness and hardness. Felts are made by compressing things like wool, while quilts are made by elasticizing things like cotton wool. come.

So, after Ji Wuzhou "crushed" the 72 islands, he can even handle swords and jade, but so far he can only make felts and not quilts?

Lu Ci, who came to this unimaginable conclusion, was a little dumbfounded for a while.

Ji Wuzhou's intermittent breathing still didn't stop, and after getting so close, Lu Ci finally discerned where the slight knocking sound mixed with it came from.

Is that... the chattering of teeth?

Lu Ci almost couldn't believe his own judgment, even if it was covered with blankets instead of quilts, it wouldn't be so cold in the not-so-cold night in the secret realm, right?

Thinking about it, he stretched his hand a little further, and immediately felt that Ji Wuzhou's body was trembling slightly.

really cold?

Lu Ci couldn't believe it and was a little at a loss. He stood in the dark for a long time before he came back to his senses. He immediately turned to his bed and picked up the quilt that was still warm, and returned to lift the blanket off Ji Wuzhou's body. , covered him with a quilt and then covered him with felt.

After waiting for a while, Ji Wuzhou's intermittent breathing and slight shaking finally eased a little.

Lu Ci secretly heaved a sigh of relief, walked barefoot back to his bed and sat down, tilted his body to the pillow and at the same time subconsciously stretched out his hand, but unexpectedly found nothing, and then suddenly realized that his quilt was now on Ji Wuzhou's body .

Lu Ci: "..." This is embarrassing.

It is obviously inappropriate to bring back the quilt that was just sent out, but it seems a bit stupid to sacrifice yourself for the night...

However, the dilemma did not bother him for long, and he quickly found a compromise.

He turned over and got out of bed, walked to Ji Wuzhou's bed again, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

——Isn't this solved?

Lu Ci silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Before he was finished, he suddenly felt that Ji Wuzhou's body beside him froze for a moment, and then he turned around and lay on his side.

Lu Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then without a word, he pulled him back into a flat lying position, and said, "If you lie on your side like that, the heat will leak out again in a while."

Having said that, he also knew that Ji Wuzhou was probably not used to sharing the same bed with others, not to mention him, even Lu Ci himself was not used to it, so he didn't know if it was because he wanted to persuade him or himself, Lu Resigned: "You just pretend that I don't exist."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and added: "Or you can treat me as a bed board."

After saying this, Ji Wuzhou did not insist on turning around again, Lu Ci tucked the horns of his back in satisfaction, and after confirming that there was no air leakage, he said: "Okay, go to sleep."

The silence in the room was restored again, Ji Wuzhou's breathing became soft and gentle, and the temperature of Lu Ci's body was gradually dispersed in the quilt, spreading out bursts of warmth.

Just when Lu Ci thought that the silence would last until dawn, Ji Wuzhou suddenly said softly: "He threw it himself."

Luci's heart trembled.

One is because of this sudden confession, and the other is because of this unexpected answer.

Brother Yang threw away his own things?

why would he...

This question only popped up for a moment before Lu Ci pushed it back.

Why else?

Isn't it just to avoid living with the "God of Plague"?

He threw his own things, and then used fights to attract crowds, and then he only needed to say that the things were thrown by Ji Wuzhou, and he was able to shirk all responsibility. famous".

Lu Ci opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

What to say?Ask him why he didn't tell the truth when he was being watched today?

But what if he told the truth at the time?Will someone believe that Senior Brother Yang will throw his own things, or will someone be willing to stand by his side and speak out for him?

Lu Ci suddenly felt a little depressed, and then thought of the blanket that was covering the quilt at this time.

Tong Sang and Luo Hanxin didn't know how to make quilts in the past, but they have brothers and sisters to ask for advice, and a "leader" like Luci who can do it for them, and even worse, they can use what they have obtained through other trials to exchange with their classmates. .

But what about Ji Wuzhou?

He is such a person who is afraid of the cold, but he can only keep out the cold with the blankets he can make for so many years. Even if he has a room full of amazing "trophies", he can't exchange for a trivial quilt.

For more than ten years, thousands of cold midnights, how did he survive alone?

Lu Ci took a deep breath and then let it out long, as if he wanted to relieve the depression in his heart.

At this moment, it has been a long time since Ji Wuzhou uttered his words, so long that Ji Wuzhou has already begun to regret his confession on a whim.

——Why did you say it.

What are you expecting?

Was it expected that he would believe it?

it is ridiculous.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a warmth on his arm.At some point, Lu Ci moved a few inches to his side, and now it was touching his shoulder.

"I know," Lu Ci said lightly but firmly, "he will soon have nothing to throw away."

Before Ji Wuzhou could comprehend the meaning of these words, he felt that his hand close to his side was gently pinched twice: "Go to sleep."

The warm fingers were ready to leave, but the cold back of Ji Wuzhou's hands seemed to have been scalded, and the warmth remained for a long time.

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