white clothes

"From the beginning of the origin...the whirling tree species...filthy blood...life"

"Heaven... demon... descend..."

The old strange tone came from the sky with a ballad-like rhythm, it seemed that someone was singing in the ear, it went straight into the brain, mixed with the stinging pain in the eyeball, let Xie Chenyuan's consciousness slowly come back, the raving in his mind gradually Disappeared, like a dream.

A strong smell of medicine came from the tip of his nose, Xie Chenyuan opened his eyes, it seemed that it was a little more serious than before, and he could not see at all, it was pitch black.

The scorching temperature on the back of the hand is especially obvious at this moment.

A hand was gripping him tightly.

It should be... Ah Zong.

The smell and temperature are very similar.

Xie Chenyuan tilted his head slightly, quietly listening to the young man's irregular breathing, remembering that he was in a coma not long ago, and Ah Zong did not know how to get himself to the hospital.

After about a stick of incense, Shen Zong finally woke up. He subconsciously glanced at Xie Chenyuan, and found that he was looking at him with eyelashes slightly down, just like before.

Shen Zong was stunned for a moment, before realizing: "Shen Yuan, are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

"I gave you two Bi Ling Pills that Wen Han gave you, because you looked seriously injured at that time." Shen Zong said, his face became hot for no reason, and he fanned himself uncomfortably. Fanning the wind, it seems that the sweetness on the tip of the tongue can be reduced a little. Fortunately, Xie Chenyuan can't see it at the moment. Shen Zong feels very guilty about what he did not long ago, although he has no choice but to do it.

It was only then that Xie Chenyuan felt a little taste of medicinal herbs in his mouth, slightly astringent and sweet.

"Then, then I came to this clinic with you behind my back, and I asked the doctor to cook the medicinal materials for you to drink."

"It's just that this medical center is a bit out of the way. We will stay here tonight and go to the Lucky Inn in the center of the city tomorrow."

Xie Chenyuan listened quietly to Shen Zong's words, and when he finished speaking, he said: "Thank you for your hard work, Zong."

"You're welcome." Shen Zong stroked his hair, turned around and poured a cup of tea to Xie Chenyuan: "It's getting dark now, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Xie Chenyuan touched the bed and patted it: "A Zong, sit down."

Shen Zong sat by the bed, watched Xie Chenyuan drink tea one by one, couldn't help but fix his eyes on his slender fingertips, it was obviously just an ordinary gray teacup, when held by that person's hand, it seemed to be a little more The elegant taste, in the mist, the fingertips are like the snow of Cangshan Mountain, extremely clean.

Shen Zong was stunned for a while.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but he felt that no matter what Xie Chenyuan turned into, it was in line with his vision.

Unfortunately, it seems that the mission of Lingchuan City cannot be completed this time.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if it can't be finished, they tried their best anyway, if they had known that Xie Chenyuan's eyes would be injured, he would have wished to stay far away from here, thinking about it like this, Shen Zong would want to leave tomorrow...

"... Ah Zong."

Shen Zong blinked his eyes, his brows were slightly cold, Xie Chenyuan just put down his hand.

Xie Chenyuan fumbled for a while, and put the teacup on the low table beside the bed.

"I'll go see if the medicine is ready?"

"it is good."

Shen Zong walked out the door, glanced at Xie Chenyuan who was sitting on the bed with his eyes covered with a ribbon, closed the door, and then quickly ran to the pharmacy next door to see how his medicine was doing.

The little boy who had boiled the medicine almost ran into someone when he turned around.

"It's me, it's me, I'll come, thank you." Shen Zong took it from his hand.

"Then take it." The boy went to the master after he finished speaking.

"Hey, isn't this brother Shen?" A young voice came from behind.

Shen Zong turned his head, it was the teacher without manners.

Shi Wuyi held a cat in her arms, and she was gentle and refined just right: "Long time no see, I didn't expect to see Brother Shen in the medical hall, we are really destined."

Shen Zong had something on his mind, so he nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, I have to go to work first."

"Hey, brother Shen, don't go." The cat in Shi Wuyi's hand suddenly jumped to the ground and circled around Shen Zong.

"It seems that my cat likes you very much." Shi Wuyi took a step forward and hugged the kitten again, walking side by side with Shen Zong.

Shen Zong glanced at the cat, its hind legs were wrapped in a white cloth, it must have been injured.

"I see brother Chen walking in a hurry, but the injured person is an important person?"

Shen Zong is a bit annoyed by being entangled, he is not familiar with this teacher Wuyi at all, okay?Didn't even say a few words.

"Unfortunately, I have a little knowledge of medicine, and maybe it can be cured." Shi Wuyi seemed to have completely ignored Shen Zong's darkened face, and was still selling himself enthusiastically.

"Any intractable disease..." Shi Wuyi dragged out his tone.

Shen Zong couldn't help but look at him.

"It's hard to beat me."

Shi Wuyi smiled casually, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she said.

Shen Zong: "..." His expectations were in vain.

Seeing that Xie Chenyuan's room was getting closer, Shen Zong stopped.

"Brother Wuyi, I need your help with something."

Shi Wuyi hugged the cat, stopped in her tracks, and asked enthusiastically: "Brother Shen, there is no need to be polite between you and me, just speak straight."

"Then I won't be polite." Shen Zong took out the money and put it in Shi Wuyi's hand: "To be honest, I drank this medicine. I lived in this pharmacy when I caught a cold a few days ago, and then I This person is also afraid of suffering, brother Wuyi, if you work hard, you can go out and buy me a few packs of candied fruit."

Shi Wuyi took the money, patted the cat's back, and acted as if thinking: "Okay." After speaking, he walked out of the backyard slowly.

Shen Zong walked a few steps quickly, and opened the door after taking a special turn, and then closed it tightly.

"Shen Yuan, I'm back."

No one in the house responded.

Shen Zong's heart tightened, he put the medicine on the table, and looked into the back room, there was no one on the bed.

Where did Xie Shenyuan go?

His eyes are injured, he can't see and he has injuries, where can he go?

Besides, he won't disappear for no reason.

Shen Zong pinched his palm to calm himself down, and found that the Shangxie sword was gone.

It was getting late, where did Xie Chenyuan go?

Shen Zong stood worriedly in the room, very uneasy.

.........

"Sell sweet bean buns, three pennies each."

"Guest officer, would you like a bowl of Xinzi soup?"

"Yangchun noodles, hot Yangchun noodles."

The small stalls of ordinary people have been set up on the street one after another, and there are two or three restaurants to eat, and there is a touch of warmth in the night.

The disturbance of the monster clan in Lingchuan City seems to have stopped.

Xie Chenyuan stood at the corner of the street listening to the lively voice not far away, frowned slightly,

His Shangxie sword was burning hot.

Not long after Shen Zong went out, Xie Chenyuan felt something strange about Shangxie Sword.

It was neighing silently, and the blade was scorching hot.

It was as if there was a peerless monster hiding near it.

Xie Chenyuan, who had never seen Shangxie Sword like this before, subconsciously grasped the sword and went out to check the traces of demons.

But why not?

There is no demonic atmosphere near the medical hall, nor on the side street, it is clean.

Xie Chenyuan "looked" ahead, and the Shangxie sword in his hand became hotter and hotter.

Why is it like this, there are mortals around, what about demons?

Who is the demon?

Xie Chenyuan took a step back, staggering to support the rough wall, his face became paler.

The Shangxie sword in his palm screamed suddenly, almost piercing the sky in the quiet night.

Xie Chenyuan pressed the Shangxie sword tightly, breathing unsteadily, the scabbard seemed to be on fire, the heat was astonishing, the palms and abdomen were scalded to the point of being ripped apart, and the spiritual energy all over his body collapsed and scattered all over the place, and the blue light illuminated this area world.

"Let's go, let's go, there is a monk in front of us who has gone crazy."

"Everyone, run away."

"Hey, you haven't paid me yet, Zheng Er! Stop!"

"Master, go and inform the city guard."

"That person seems to be..."

The originally lively crowd was frightened by the strangeness, and hurriedly dispersed with only a few frightened words left.

Xie Chenyuan clenched the Shangxie sword tightly, his eyes were dark, his mind was dazed, and he didn't know where he was going. His mind was full of the discipleship of the Daomen and the words of his master's encouragement after he got the Shangxie sword for the first time.

"My generation of monks should take it as our duty to slay demons and eliminate demons, and to rectify the way of the world."

"Qingyuan, you have to practice your sword hard in the future, so that you won't waste the sword that the senior brother gave you, you know? Of course, your master, I also look forward to your growing up to slay demons and eliminate demons, and become a millionaire." A great hero whom people admire."

"You are a senior brother, you must set a good example for your juniors and sisters."

.........

Shen Zong found Xie Chenyuan under a remote house.

The rain dripped from the eaves that had been in disrepair for a long time, and all of it fell on his robe. His hair was damp, and even the blindfolded silk was stained with water, which outlined the shape of his beautiful eyes. Standing with the sword, the hand holding the sword is tightly, as if holding the only thing he has, and doesn't even care that the palm is bloody.

"Thank you Shen Yuan."

Shen Zong really wanted to ask what happened, why he went out without saying a word, why he didn't go back to the medicine house, why he still held the sword when he was injured.

But when the words came to his lips, what came out dumbly was another sentence.

"I found you."

I found you and I'll take you home.

after an hour.

Shen Zong looked down at Xie Chenyuan's palm and fingertips wrapped in layers of white cloth, and tried to make his voice normal: "Are you stupid, that Shangxie sword is so hot, you still hold it, does it hurt? .”

Xie Chenyuan soaked in the medicated bath, and turned his head slightly when he heard this.

Although it's a picture of a beauty taking a bath, Shen Zong doesn't have any intention of admiring it now, and his hands are still shaking a little.

The Shangxie sword was scalded like that for no reason, scorching the flesh and blood in Xie Chenyuan's palm and turning black. Just when he was trembling and wanting to go outside to get the ointment, Xie Chenyuan tore off the broken flesh with that mirror-like Shen Li face. , revealing white stubble bones and bright red blood, his expression has not changed at all, still cold and pale, as if it is not his flesh and blood.

"No, don't talk." Shen Zong stood up, he didn't want to know whether Xie Chenyuan was in pain or not, and his heart was full of anger.

He doesn't hurt, it's okay if he hurts.

His eyes are hurting now.

Shen Zong turned around, he was afraid that his eyes would turn red again later.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, someone grabbed his cuff.

"A Zong."

Shen Zong took a deep breath, and decided that if he heard an answer he didn't want to hear, he would... he would go out to get the ointment.

"what's up."

Shen Zong turned around and looked at Xie Chenyuan in the medicine bath.

Xie Chenyuan's eyes were still covered with a black ribbon, and the ribbon fell into the misty white water. In the curl, the white obscene clothes were looming, making the black hair black and the skin whiter, like an ink painting slowly unfolding.

Shen Zong couldn't help but stared blankly, and when he realized it, he realized that his hand was pressed on Xie Chenyuan's heart.

"Ah Zong, it seems to hurt a little here."

But in just one sentence, Shen Zong endured it, but he still couldn't hold back his heartache and choked his throat.