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He still remembered what he said to Su Jianshen back then, and now that he was able to stand here safely, he thought that Su Jianshen had found a way to save him.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhanya slowly turned his eyes to the person behind him. Through the white light and shadow outside the door, he could vaguely see that this comatose man was Su Jianshen.

At this moment, Su Jianshen was drooping his head, in a coma state, blood and rain were mixed, dripping on the ground, and the color could hardly be seen clearly.

Even though he was in a coma, his hands were still lightly wrapped around the young master's neck. He was unconscious, and he didn't know who was carrying him at the moment. It was just a subconscious hope that he could cuddle up to him for a long time. This wide and back.

Yu Zhanya naturally knew why Young Master Huai came here, he ran all the way here with the injured Su Jianshen on his back, of course it was not to chat with him.

He nodded slightly, then opened the door, the slanting wind and drizzle came in, Yu Zhanya said, "Stop standing there, come in quickly."

Inside the hut, although the furnishings were minimal, it was an extremely warm place on this cold, windy and windy night.

Young Master Huai gently placed Su Jianshen on the bed, turned to look at Yu Zhanya and said, "Senior, I took the liberty to come here today because my friend has been poisoned, and I want to ask Senior to help me."

At this point, he had never begged anyone like this before, but he bowed his head for Su Jianshen for the first time. He was thinking of Su Jianshen in his heart, and said anxiously: "I wonder if there is a way?"

Yu Zhanya has been taught by Chengxianzong for many years, so he naturally treats the world with compassion, not to mention that Su Jianshen had a relationship with him once, so naturally he would not refuse to save him.

"When did you become unconscious?"

Young Master Huai replied, "Tianming, today's dawn."

Yu Zhanya sat on the edge of the bed, bent his fingers slightly, and went to feel Su Jianshen's breath. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, then lowered his head to look at the young master's arms. His boots could no longer be seen, and his clothes were splashed with mud. He said, "You carried him all the way from Qianye Realm here?"

Young Master Huai replied, "Yes."

Yu Zhanya didn't say anything when he heard the words, he then stretched out his hand to feel Su Jianshen's breath, his breath was so strong that it was on the verge of disappearing.

Yu Zhanya recited the formula softly, and a white hair in the whisk turned into a ball of spiritual flame and slowly floated above Su Jianshen's eyebrows.

Yu Zhanya said, "He is poisoned by demons."

Young Master Huai frowned, and his eyes were a little surprised. He didn't know what Su Jianshen had experienced during the days when he was in a coma.

"Is there any help?"

Yu Zhanya clasped his hands together, turned around with his hands behind his back, and saw the spiritual flame hanging between Su Jianshen's brows, slowly falling into the center of his brows.

While casting the spell, he said, "Since you have worked so hard to come here, I will definitely not let you come here in vain."

Hearing this, Young Master Huai breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Zhanya's words were telling him that he could cure the poison.

Young Master Huai thanked in a low voice.

Spiritual flames circulated in his body, like blazing fire, the poisonous fire collided with the blazing fire, and a fierce fire battle broke out in Su Jianshen's body.

Su Jianshen's complexion was red and dark for a while, as if he was about to wake up.

Outside the window, the wind was humming, beating on the small and simple window, almost tearing through the cheap window paper.

Yu Zhanya got up and poured hot tea, glanced at Young Master's bosom, and handed it over, "Don't look, he won't wake up tonight."

Young Master Huai raised his eyes and asked, "Then when will he wake up?"

Yu Zhanya glanced at Su Jianshen and said, "Looking at his good fortune, at least three days, at most half a month, in short, it won't be too long, don't worry about it."

He said while passing the tea, seeing that Young Master Huai didn't speak or take the tea, he nodded at the hot tea in his hand, "Aren't you thirsty after walking so far?"

The freshly warmed tea was a bit scalding, and when it fell into the cold hands of the young master, it actually warmed his hands.

His drenched body dripped water non-stop, seeping into the ground, forming shallow puddles under his feet.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Zhanya continued, "Your clothes are soaked, do you want to change them? I still have a clean dress that hasn't been worn yet. If you don't mind, you can wear it."

Only then did Young Master Huai turn his head and whispered, "Thank you, no need."

Yu Zhanya glanced at the muddy ground under his feet, thought for a while, and then said, "If you think you don't need me, I don't have much to say, but my land is newly refurbished, if you don't replace it, Tomorrow I have to turn it over again."

When Young Master Huai heard the words, he lowered his head and looked at the shallow depression at his feet, only then did he realize that he had made his house so wet all the way here.

Only then did he raise his head, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice... Where are the clothes?"

With a movement of Yu Zhanya's fingertips, the box behind him opened in the blink of an eye, and a folded white dress fell into the young master's hands like the wind.

After Changing his clothes, Gong Zihuai came to drink tea. The tea was hot, and when he entered his stomach, he felt very warm.

Yu Zhanya glanced at him, then at Su Jianshen, smiled and said, "You and him are very interesting. He tried his best to save you, and now you are desperate to save him."

Young Master Huai paused while drinking tea, "Sir, have you seen him?"

Yu Zhanya smiled, and squatted by the stove to warm himself up, "He is a benevolent person, and it is a blessing that you have a friend like him."

I don't know what fell into the stove, and there was a "crack", and a few sparks came out.

When Yu Zhanya finished talking, he glanced at Young Master Huai again and said, "However, you are not bad, you are a friendly person."

Young Master Huai smiled politely, drank two sips of tea, and saw Yu Zhanya stretching out his hand to warm himself by the fire, he was a little curious, and asked, "Isn't sir a cultivator? Are you afraid of the cold?"

Yu Zhanya was warming on the fire, and laughed, he has the physique of a cultivator, so how could he be afraid of the cold, but he likes mortal things, going to the fields and farming by himself, others will not understand the joy of this.

He didn't go back to the young master's arms, but just glanced at him, and said with a smile, "This fire is very warm, why don't you come and roast?"

Young Master Huai took a sip of tea, looked at Su Jianshen in the bed and said, "No need, I'll go and see Chang Liu."

Yu Zhanya carried the copper pot and placed it lightly on the stove. He blew on the ashes on the pot, waving it while blowing, as if casually chatting, "You and him really have a deep affection. We are confidants in this world. It is rare to be able to do what you and him do."

He remembered that Su Jianshen was injured and rescued Young Master Huai that day, and he thought that his poisoning was probably related to Young Master Huai's detoxification.

Poison?

He gently wiped the ashes on the side of the pot, and thought absently, where did he get the poison from the demon, and where did the demon hide in Qianye Realm?Don't harm the common people.

The water in the copper pot was already half-hot, but now it was steaming white after being put on it for a while.

Yu Zhanya glanced at the young master's arms beside the bed, and poured some water for him. The hot water was still steaming, filling the young master's face sitting beside the bed.

Yu Zhanya said, "Take off his clothes and wipe off his body, the rain won't stop for a while, so you can rest here tonight."

Young Master Huai took the water, looked at Yu Zhanya, "Thank you sir."

Yu Zhanya smiled softly, his eyebrows were clear, "You don't need to thank me, when I met Mr. Su that day, I told him that if you have any difficulties, you can come to me, and now I'm helping you, it's considered a good job." I promise."

Speaking of this, he looked at the sky outside, there was a muffled thunder, and through the window, he could only see the shadow of the whirling tree in the pale sky.

He let out a breath and said, "Today is the first day. I don't know when he will wake up. Do you want to watch every night? Go to bed early, it's getting late."

Young Master Huai didn't say much, he nodded slightly to him and said, "Sir, go to sleep, I'm not sleepy."

Yu Zhanya knew that he was worried about Su Jianshen, so he didn't say much. He nodded slightly and said, "If there is anything, just call me."

As soon as Yu Zhanya left, the room became quiet.

The copper pot fell on the table of the Eight Immortals, emitting white gas, new coals were burning in the stove, the solitary lamp was broken, and the dim light fell on a thin figure beside the bed.

There was a whistling wind outside the window, and there was an explosion in the stove somehow. Young Master Huai glanced at the hot water on the spring stool, and thought it was already cold.

He stretched out his hand to support Su Jianshen, Su Jianshen's body was already soaked, his face was purple, almost no blood was visible, and his temple hair was disheveled.

Gong Zihuai raised his hand to wipe his cheek, but found that his cheek was as cold as an ice cellar.

He remembered, some time ago, his high-browed look.

But now, seeing her present appearance again, it was heartbreaking for no reason.

Now he has nothing to help Su Jianshen, he can only wait until Su Jianshen wakes up.

He took off Su Jianshen's clothes step by step, and his naked body was slowly revealed in front of his eyes.

He is very thin, and there are still a few old injuries on his body, which seem to have fallen from bumps. Come to think of it, he used to be restless.

Also, temperament is inherently fixed, and it is very difficult to change it.

Maybe the clothes were dragging the wound, Su Jianshen suddenly murmured in a low voice, Young Master Huai saw this, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Jian closed his eyes deeply and did not answer.

In fact, how could Young Master Huai not know, how could he not know that he couldn't hear at all?

He just hoped that Su Jianshen would hear it.

He half hugged Su Jianshen, his warm palms were pressed against Su Jianshen's bare waist, Su Jianshen's head was hanging down, and he was resting on the neck of the young master's arms. Into the neck of the young master's arms, it almost became a state of rubbing ears and temples.

Young Master Huai lowered his head, Su Jianshen's thin lips were in his eyes, and he no longer had that complacent look.

Young Master Huai vaguely heard Su Jianshen's muffled groan, his heart seemed to be pinched, he hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt somewhere?"

There was unstoppable concern in Young Master Huai's voice, but how could Su Jianshen hear it? There was a raging fire in his body, and he was in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to find a warm place.

"can you hear me?"

Gong Zihuai patted his waist lightly, wanting to ask him, perhaps hoping that he could really hear.

Young Master Huai called him softly, "Long stay, long stay..."

Su Jianshen didn't respond at all, just leaned in the son's arms in a daze.

His body was like a big icicle, and his whole body seemed to be emitting a chill.

Young Master Huai wrung out his face kerchief, and gently wiped Su Jianshen's body with the steamy kerchief.

His right hand was half around Su Jianshen, only his left hand was free, and he was worried about his injury, so he had to wipe it slowly.

The facekerchief was gently caressing between Su Jianshen's body, the young master's hand was hotter than the facekerchief, and the palm followed the position of the mask, and slid across his body step by step.

Long stay, you must live.

There was only one sentence in Young Master Huai's mind.

He always thought that he knew himself very well, and he knew what he wanted and didn't want.

But at this time, I saw Su Jianshen lying on the bed, saw his blue face, and saw his body covered in injuries.

Only then did he realize that many times, there were many things that he hadn't even noticed.

She never realized that he valued him so much, and hoped so earnestly for him to live.

Young Master Huai knew his feelings for him very well.

The rain seemed to be a little lighter, he wiped Su Jianshen's body, then gently put him on the bed, spread out the quilt, and covered him.

The water was already cold, and the night was already deep, but Young Master Huai didn't feel sleepy at all.

He leaned against the bed rail and waited quietly, only listening to the crackling sound in the fire, sometimes crackling, sometimes muffled.

While in a trance, Su Jianshen's voice seemed to be heard in his ears.

When he looked down, Su Jian frowned deeply, and seemed to be talking.

Young Master Huai wanted to hear clearly, but his voice was too low, and the gurgling rain outside had already buried Su Jianshen's voice.

He bent down and said softly, "Chang Liu, what are you talking about? Louder."

Su Jianshen still spoke in a low voice, only saw his mouth moving, but could not hear the sound.

Seeing this, Young Master Huai had to lie down, but he still couldn't hear.

Helpless, he simply leaned his head against Su Jianshen's side, his cheek almost touching Su Jianshen's face, with the coldness of the cold night.

Young Master Huai's ear was pressed against the corner of his mouth, and he vaguely heard him shouting, "Mother, mother..."

He yelled weakly, as if he was humming. After listening for a long time, Gong Zihuai was sure that he was calling his mother.

He was calling his mother again.

For a lonely child, home and mother are his destination.

Su Jianshen frowned, and murmured, his voice was soft and powerless, and she was screaming like in a dream.

Young Master Huai couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, he gently wrapped his arms around Su Jianshen, he was afraid that Su Jianshen's injury would hurt him, so he just hugged it in his arms, with warmth in his voice, whispering He whispered comfortingly in his ear, "Don't be afraid of Changliu, wake up soon, when the sun rises, you can see your mother."

I don't know if Su Jianshen heard these reassuring words, but after a while after Mr. Huai finished speaking, Su Jianshen stopped shouting.

But his complexion was still not very good, his brows were furrowed, probably because he had dreamed of something.

The young master hugged him so humbly, thinking to himself, he really looks like a child.

In fact, Young Master Huai knew in his heart that the so-called mother who came back from the dead was probably a conspiracy by Huanjun Minglou, but how could he bear to tell Su Jianshen that the dream he had been looking forward to for many years was just an illusory shadow Woolen cloth.

A few more sparks exploded in the coal stove, the young master came back to his senses, seeing that Su Jianshen seemed to have stopped screaming, he was about to get up slowly.

He supported the bed with his hands, and was about to get up, when he heard Su Jianshen murmur, he heard this sound carefully and clearly, and his eyes enlarged at that moment.

He heard Su Jianshen call out, "Yuru."

The young master was stunned at that moment when he stood up.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and said very softly, "It's me, Chang Liu, I'm here."

Su Jianshen called again in a low voice, "Yuru."

What did he dream about, and why did he call the young master Huai's name?Maybe it's just that in Su Jianshen's subconscious mind, he feels that this person is as warm as his mother.

After he called out like that, he seemed to pass out again, after a while, Young Master Huai slowly got up.

That night, Young Master Huai never closed his eyes, thinking about Su Jianshen's injury in his heart, and also thinking about that whisper in his dream, Yuru.

What did he dream about?

The days fall into the sea like drops of water, flowing silently.

Young Master Huai has been in Luxianju for seven days, he hardly closed his eyes for the first three days, Yu Zhanya couldn't see it, so he simply cast a spell to make him sleep for three days.

Su Jianshen on the bed only opened his eyes on the seventh day after he came to Luxianju. His will was gradually awakened, and he felt severe pain all over his body.

But when he opened it, he was a little dazed, because the young master's arms sitting beside his bed were not the well-dressed young master's arms in his impression.

There was even a little bit of embarrassment, his temple hair was loose and his bun was messy, and the pear flower hairpin was tilted downward, almost falling off.

Seeing that he woke up, Young Master Huai's face was slightly happy, and the dull bitterness of several days dissipated in an instant, and he smiled and said, "You finally woke up."

Su Jianshen nodded slightly, and replied, "I'm awake, but how long have you been sleeping, and how did you do this?"

Yu Zhanya twisted the shovel, but before he could bury his feet in, a voice came from behind the door, "He has guarded you for three days, if I don't knock him out, I'm afraid that half of his soul will hang there now. "

Su Jianshen was stunned when he heard the words, raised his eyes to look at the young master and said, "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Young Master Huai took over the conversation. Knowing what Su Jianshen was going to say, he simply smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I am willing to do this."

When Su Jianshen heard him say "willingly", he felt it was very funny, and opened his mouth and said, "That is your repayment."

The corner of Young Master Huai's mouth lightly raised, "Repay your kindness?"

Although he looks slovenly, he looks a bit depressed, but he has a handsome face, even though he is so depressed, he does not feel vulgar.

Su Jianshen joked with him, "I was the one who saved you last time, but now it's your turn to save me, isn't that considered a kindness? Isn't it?"

Only then did Young Master Huai think of this incident. He has been sleeping soundly for the past few days, and his mind has become a little dull. He said with a smile, "Very, very true."

After he finished speaking, he asked again, "By the way, how is your body?"

Su Jian said deeply, "It's much better, but there is some pain in the wrist and shoulder."

Gong Zihuai took a look at his injury and said, "You can wake up this time because the master saved you, and you must thank him well."

At this point, Yu Zhanya, who was outside the door, knocked on the wall with a shovel, and the wet soil stuck to the hollow fell down with a rustle.

Only then did he walk back into the room.

Su Jianshen recognized him at a glance, and he didn't come back to his senses and said, "You were an expert back then? Why are you here?"

Yu Zhanya said, "This is my Luxianju. If I'm not here, where else can I go? You should see, why are you here?"

He shook his head with a smile, walked into the house, and said, "Your friend brought you here. You have been in a coma for seven days."

"Seven days?"

After putting down the shovel, Yu Zhanya walked over, "Let me see how your poison is doing."

As he spoke, he made the formula in a low voice, and saw a curl of green smoke slowly floating from Su Jianshen's forehead, and a puff of black air lingered in the green smoke, which instantly dispersed without a trace when Yu Zhanya cast the spell with his hands behind his back disappeared.

Yu Zhanya said, "Okay, be more careful in the future, fortunately you have some cultivation, otherwise I will be powerless."

Su Jian was deeply surprised and said, "Demon poison? I'm poisoned by demon poison?"

Yu Zhanya stood up and poured tea, "If it's an ordinary poison, why did your friend come here to look for me?"

Upon hearing the words, Young Master Huai asked, "How could you be poisoned by a demon? Did you encounter a demon in the past few days?"

Su Jian asked in deep doubt, "Demon?"

Yu Zhanya smiled and said, "Monsters have spells and can transform into human forms. Think about it carefully, where have you been these few days, and who have you met?"

He paused, glanced at the bloodstain on Su Jianshen's wrist, and asked, "Also, how did you get that wound on your wrist?"

Hearing these words, Su Jianshen suddenly remembered the Luan Embroidered Knife, and his mind was jolted, and everything became clear and clear at that moment.

At that time, he was only thinking about saving Young Master Huai, and he was thinking about other things for the sake of Hua Pang. Now that he thought about it carefully, there were strange things everywhere on his way to Huanjun Minglou.

Huanjun Minglou is tightly guarded, even if he is more careful, how could he only encounter a few sporadic maids along the way?

What's more, how can a mere maid know about such secrets as dispelling Gu, and where the Luan embroidery knife is placed?

He was able to get the Luan Embroidered Knife so easily, probably as early as the beginning, the owner of the Huanjun Minglou knew all about it.

And he broke into Minglou and was poisoned, and he just fell into the trap of Jiang Huaizuo.

After listening to the ins and outs, Young Master Huai said, "So, this Huanjun Minglou is quite strange."

Su Jianshen said: "It's not just strange but I can't figure it out, Yuru, why do you think he put me to death like this? And the Gu worms in your body, it's not a coincidence!"

"Naturally it is not a coincidence. How can there be so many coincidences in the world, unless it is intentional." Gong Zihuai said here, got up and said: "Do you still remember what Zhang An said that day? I am afraid that our identities have long since passed away." It was revealed that this immortal statue must be related to the Lord Huanjun who has not shown up for a long time."

Young Master Huai even had a premonition that the person who stole the Immortal Statue might be the Lord Huanjun.

Su Jianshen asked: "Then what should we do now?"

He was quite impatient about mentioning this matter, and just finished speaking, he touched the railing of the bed and wanted to get up, suddenly dizzy in his mind, Young Master Huai quickly took his hand and said: "Your body is just right, you need to cultivate for a few days before talking about it." .”

"No!" Su Jianshen changed his usual attitude. He looked up at Young Master Huai, holding his arm with one hand, "Yu Ru, have you forgotten my master? This matter must not be delayed, I'm fine, I have practiced for dozens of years, how could my body be so weak, just now, just now, I just got up quickly, slept for a long time, and the momentary discomfort stopped here, we should find the statue of immortality as soon as possible, this is absolutely impossible Delayed."

Although Young Master Huai feels sorry for Su Jianshen's body, he understands better that this is not the time for his sons and daughters to love each other. The lives of tens of thousands of people in the Three Heavens Realm are in the hands of the two of them. Strange, the mind of this thief must be impure.

If you wait too long, I'm afraid it will be long nights and many dreams.

"it is good."

As he spoke, he helped Su Jianshen to get up.

Although Su Jianshen's face was pale, there was a young man's determination and determination in his expression.

Yu Zhanya, who had been standing by the side the whole time, smiled, "I shouldn't have cared about these things, but it's rare to meet two sincere people. I felt that I was destined to be with you two, and since I was destined, I stretched out my hand to help them." Good luck."

With a big wave of his hand, the aura in front of him was like thousands of horses gathering and galloping, turning into a vermilion scroll in an instant.

Su Jianshen said: "This is..."

Yu Zhanya smiled, "Don't care what it is, you two just need to know, it's to help you two."

After all, the Buddha dust waved, and there was a faint spiritual power surging in the painting, and at that moment, Su Jianshen and his son Huai were drawn into the painting by that spiritual power.