Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Xiao Yihe didn't realize whether Sect Master Xue was "extraordinarily talented", because not long after he was thrown onto the bed—maybe he was cursed by himself, or maybe he was too weak before he entered—it was true. Start a fever.

Although the temperature of the fever was not high, the low fever was the most tormenting, especially the wound on his right side was not completely healed, it was only warmed by Xue Xuanwei's spiritual power, so he didn't feel pain when he went out for a stroll during the day.

As night fell, the spiritual power gradually weakened, and it was only later that I realized that I was really seriously injured and should not go out and run around.

Xiao Yihe felt tired, why Xue Xuanwei put him on the bed, he kept his posture and didn't move, he just reached out and pulled the quilt next to him to cover his head.

I would feel bored lying on my stomach, so I changed my posture and wrapped myself up.

Through the quilt, he could hear the flapping of his clothes. He didn't know why Xue Xuanwei went and returned, but he didn't want to pay attention.

Not long after he closed his eyes, he felt a hand touching his forehead frequently, and he gave a slight "huh" a few times, and his breathing was a little heavy.

Xue Xuan slightly pushed a wisp of spiritual power into his meridians, then sat on a separate round stool by the bed, did not bother him anymore, and only quietly set his gaze on the softly covered ups and downs, his eyes were deep and deep .

A bean of candlelight had almost disappeared into the oil torch, and the room gradually fell into a quiet and dim yellow. The person on the bed shrank himself so much that only black hair was spread out beside the pillow like a waterfall, looking soft and docile.

The window sash by the street fluttered, Xue Xuan stretched out his hand slightly, and pushed back the quilt piled in front of his face, revealing half of his slightly pale face, sleeping deeply, and the already dull air was dampened by his breathing.

A grasp of blue silk fell between the fingers, like a brocade, as smooth as imagined.

After sitting quietly for a while, Xue Xuanwei stretched out his hand to test the temperature of his forehead again, worried why his fever was still low, but at this moment, a thin white wrist came out from the gap in the quilt, and pushed his hand away without any strength.

"Wuzhi, thirsty..."

Xue Xuanwei's face darkened, and he was about to get up and leave immediately. He walked to the door, put his fingers on the door frame, and after a while, turned back to the table, grabbed tea and poured a full cup, walked to the bed and was rude to him. rush to go.

As soon as his lips were wet with water, he raised his face slightly, swallowed the tea, sighed twice comfortably after drinking enough, and lowered his head back to the pillow, with a bean of crystal water still hanging from the corner of his mouth, he was about to Run down cheeks.

He turned over, the quilt was undulating, and muttered again: "Master..."

Xue Xuanwei's fingers hung around his lips, and he held his breath when he heard the words.

"... respect."

Xue Xuanwei: "..."

"When".

The voice is very soft, but crisp and clear, especially clear at midnight in Daichuan, which is rarely peaceful.

It's just that the sound of the table colliding could not disturb the burnt-out person in the curtain of the bed. He stretched out one knee, pressed it against the quilt, and hugged most of the corner of the quilt sideways in his arms. .

Very dishonest sleeping position.

Xue Xuanwei put down the porcelain cup, walked over with a blank face, pulled out the quilt vigorously, spread it on him again, and wrapped him tightly around him like a silkworm chrysalis, without even trying to poke out an arm.

—and walked away.

Xue Xuan turned slightly back to his room, shut the door from the inside with a sullen face, and pressed his fingertips on the rough door latch.

Then he raised his hand involuntarily, the feeling of entanglement and softness between the hair seemed to be still lingering between his fingers.

He was startled for a while.

Suddenly, in the quieter guest room, a gentle and pure male voice sounded: "Xuan Wei? I am sorry. How is the disaster of Dai Chuan handled? But with you here, there must be no problem..."

He came back to his senses suddenly, only to realize that at some point, there was an aura of sound transmission in the room.

"Ah."

Zhao Xizhi heard that his voice was not right, and worried: "What's the matter, the matter is more difficult?"

Xue Xuan said indifferently: "It's nothing."

Chao Xizhi didn't think much about it, she was relieved, and the sound of flipping the pages of the dossier at her hand floated along with the sound transmission symbol: "That's just right, I still have something to tell you."

The sound of turning the pages of the book slowly calmed Xue Xuanwei's anxiety, and said, "What's the matter."

Chaoxi Zhidao: "It's three days' journey to the south, Yujian is about a few hours. It is said that there is a Jidi village. Yesterday, a disciple sent a message back here, but the message was cut off halfway. I doubt it. There is something different in the village, why don't you stop by and take a look? I have already told Wendao about the details."

Xue Xuan frowned slightly.

Chao Xizhi seemed to have expected that he would show a look of embarrassment. Naturally, Jidi Village was not enough to bother the suzerain, but this statue has been worshiped on the mountain for many years, and I haven't seen a smiling face for many years. It's rare to be willing to go out once, so it's better to wander around the world for a few more days to get some fresh air.

He found a good excuse, and said softly: "Jidi Village is near Fengning County. To tell the truth, I read in this mortal book that the immortal tea in Fengning County is very fragrant and delicious. I'm really hungry, can I trouble Sect Master Xue to bring some back for me?"

It is Fengning County again.

Xue Xuan turned his eyes slightly, and saw two pieces of cakes in his hand with a smear of crumbs. He was slightly absent-minded, picked one up unconsciously, and gently wiped the crescent-like gap with his fingertips.The puff pastry was bitten by someone, and it was a little wet. He woke up suddenly and let go of his hand, only then did he realize that Chao Xizhi had called him several times.

There was still a piece of crisp on his fingertips, and his heart beat like a drum: "What did you just say?"

Chao Xizhi frowned: "I said, Jidi Village..."

Xue Xuanwei: "Understood."

Chao Xizhi: "..."

Chao Xizhi: "Xuan Wei, are you really okay? By the way, your medicine..."

Xue Xuan waved his hand to disperse the sound transmission smoke, and Chao Xizhi's voice stopped abruptly.

He was absent-minded, he lifted the swaying stool and chair by his feet, turned around a few pieces of leftover cakes on the table out of the corner of his eye, immediately looked away as if he had been stung, and returned to the bed to meditate.

There are two rooms in the east and the west, and the two have their own thoughts, but one snores loudly, and the other sleepless all night.

·

The next day, Chao Wendao got up early, consciously practicing too early, and went to Xiao Yihe's room with a bowl of noodles lightly.

When I opened the door, I was startled.

There were two black clouds hanging under Xiao Yihe's eyes, he was lying on the bed with his hands and feet straight, and looked at the top of the bed with wide eyes.

Chao Wendao followed his line of sight, looked up with his head, saw nothing, hesitantly said: "Junior Brother Song... Didn't sleep well?"

How could Xiao Yihe say that although he was asleep, he had a nightmare all night. First, he dreamed that he was tied up, and he was screaming every day, and the earth was not working.

After finally breaking the rope, he dreamed of Nan Rongqi again, chasing Xue Xuanwei, crying and screaming, and hanged himself. While embracing and weeping, he wanted to live forever, and at the same time, he wanted to slash and kill each other with tears in his eyes...

He drooped his eyelids and vented his anger for no reason: "The stray cats outside the window are barking too fiercely! Catch them and stew them!"

"Why didn't I hear it?" Chao Wendao was surprised. He put the noodles on the table and carefully tested the temperature on his forehead to make sure that it was really not burning. How to eat, even if you make up your mind to eat bigu, don't be in a hurry."

Xiao Yihe smelled the fragrance of the noodles, and he was really hungry. Just as he turned over, he suddenly became dizzy, his vision blurred, and it took him a long time to recover.

Chao Wendao was mixing the noodle soup, but he didn't notice. When he looked again, he was already sitting at the table, and passed the chopsticks: "I will leave later, and the nearby Taoist sect has been notified about Dai Chuan's ending... Master said something strange happened in the south again, but we don't know what's going on."

"Hmm." Xiao Yihe poked his head sullenly at the noodle bowl, and picked it up twice, as if angry that the noodles with chopsticks were against him, he picked up the bowl and licked it into his mouth.

"Slow down, no one is robbing you." Looking around the room, he sighed at Wendao, but staying for a day or two, how could it be so chaotic?

He bent down to pick up the sheets and pillows that were thrown on the ground, put the crooked potted plants back on the window sill, and tidied up the clothes that he took off and twisted into a ball, saying: "You have eaten noodles, Should I go to Brother Nan Rong or... go back to the Sword Sect in the Beginning?"

The statement "Back to Taichu Sword Sect" made Chao Wendao feel a little embarrassed to open his mouth.

"I see that Brother Nanrong is going back to Chasing Moon Villa."

Xiao Yihe took a mouthful of noodles, and said in surprise, "Are you leaving now?"

Chao Wendao said with a smile: "That's natural, the chaos in Daichuan has been eliminated, even if I don't go anywhere, I still want to go back to the sect!"

Xiao Yihe asked without thinking: "Then Xue... where is the suzerain?"

Chao Wendao was puzzled for a moment, and replied: "The suzerain will go with me, he seems to have promised the master something."

Xiao Yihe asked: "What is the trouble in the south?"

Zhao Wendao shook his head: "It is said that a few juniors traveled to a place called 'Jidi Village' near Fengning County the day before yesterday, and they suddenly lost their news. It cannot be concluded that it is a disaster, but Master can rest assured. Come on, let us go and have a look.”

Xiao Yihe: "Well..."

Fengning County, I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Ah, isn't it the place where Ning Wushuang is, such a coincidence?

Now that Daichuan has just leveled off, Jidi Village has risen again, and Ning Wushuang just happened to go to Fengning County, so people can't help but think about it.

Xiao Yihe wondered about the connection, and also missed the "knowing me" that he was missing, and the person who committed the crime in the Songfeng sect has not been caught yet, so he wondered if it was the person behind the scenes who hid away and dared not show it to others.

Looking at the noodle soup in the bowl, he couldn't help thinking of Xue Xuanwei's illness on Fuyun Peak, and suddenly felt that it was necessary to go to Fengning County as well.

With Xue Xuanwei's spiritual protection, after one night, his injury was almost healed, after hastily scraping his face, Xiao Yihe wiped his mouth: "Brother Chao, I want to go too!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed in from the door, dragged him aside, and said viciously: "Go, go, what are you going to! This time I almost fed the ghost woman! I don't have a long memory, so go!"

Xiao Yihe wondered: "You should be happy that I was eaten, to save you from joining a blind man, you said it yourself."

"..." This is what he said was right, so Nan Rongke was speechless because of his choking.

He said "you you you" for a long time, gritted his teeth angrily, and said, "Then I will go too."

Xiao Yihe: "...What are you going to do, don't go, go back to your Chasing Moon Villa."

Nan Rongke spat back: "You want to care? I think you are greedy for Sect Master Xue's beauty! I want to go! I'm mad at you!"

"..."

Chao Wendao looked at the two people who started bickering after a word of disagreement, and somehow developed into this scene. He shook his head with his hands on his forehead, and said, "Okay, don't quarrel. This is About our sect, we have to listen to what the suzerain has to say."

·

Xue Xuanwei was wiping his sword with a stretch of silk in his hand, when he heard this, he glanced at the young men in front of him.

Nan Rongke's nostrils turned to the sky, bluntly saying that he must go.

Chao Wendao looked helpless, and spread his hands flat, to the effect that I can't balance these two people.

Xue Xuanwei glanced over and landed on Xiao Yihe's cuff, which was stained with noodle soup.

He asked lightly, "Do you really want to go?"

The two teenagers nodded one after another, only Xiao Yihe touched his earlobe. After last night's nightmare, when he saw Xue Xuanwei now, he could still recall the picture of him and Nan Rongqi hugging each other, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

After a while, Chao Wendao on the left nudged him secretly with his elbow, and he realized that Xue Xuanwei was waiting for his answer.

He turned his eyes, found the cold black blue, and entered his eyes, whispered: "...um."

Xue Xuan said slightly: "Okay."

Holding the "Cunxinbumu" in his hand, he got up and walked out, his sleeves flicked, leaving a room full of frost.

Nan Rongke had long forgotten that he was angry with others, and excitedly said: "So straightforward? I thought Sect Master Xue was not easy to talk, and wanted to question us a few words!"

Because there are monks of the same age as companions on the road, Chao Wendao also nodded happily: "Great, pack up your things quickly!... Hey, where is Junior Brother Song?"

Xiao Yihe stepped on the black shadow and followed, without checking, almost rolled down again.

Xue Xuanwei quickly hugged him, but he left as soon as he touched it, as if lava was rolling on his body, which could burn his fingers.

The light and shadow rotated and landed on Xue Xuanwei's beautiful face.I don't know if it was Xiao Yihe's delusion, he felt that his face was frosty today, his lips were pursed and turned pale, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was avoiding it deliberately.

I heard him ask calmly and indifferently: "What else?"

Xiao Yihe was taken aback: "...it's okay, I'll go downstairs too."

He didn't know what was wrong in his mind, but he just came out like this, and he immediately regretted it after he followed him. He was doing nothing, and now people ignore him, it seems that he is putting a hot face on a cold ass .

So he unconsciously twisted the fingers in his sleeve.

After muttering twice, he raised his eyelids cautiously and peeked at Xue Xuanwei's expression.

Seeing that he should or should not answer, he turned around with his sleeves rolled up, and walked away expressionlessly, his steps on the wooden steps were a little heavier.

Boom, boom, as if he was angry with someone.

After a while, he disappeared outside the inn door.

... What's going on, he's hiding from me?

Strange, Xiao Yihe stared at his receding back wonderingly, I didn't provoke him in the early morning, did I?

So who recruited him?