[Basic three] Help, wait for me

When Nan Jiu woke up, she felt that the surrounding area was much darker, and the room was lit with yellowish candlelight.

Climbing up with arms propped up, he poked his head out from the curtain of the bed, and found that a row of windows was covered with a thick layer of curtains, and bright snow light seeped into the gap between the curtains, and it seemed that the sky was still bright.

Mo Zhichen was sitting under the smudged yellow, writing something, frowning.

Nan Jiu huddled in the curtain, changed clothes carefully, then crept behind him, raised his neck and looked over his shoulder. There was a piece of silk paper full of ink on the table. The ancient characters are hard to understand, but the chapter at the end is really eye-catching.

Those are two crossing red axes, the symbol of the Valley of the Wicked.

Nan Jiu mobilized all the brain cells, even guessed and looked at it from the beginning, thinking too seriously, he didn't realize that he actually read it in a low voice.

"Wicked man... Gu... what a thousand miles... what to take... ah!"

Just as he was trying to guess, he suddenly exclaimed.

He pulled his arm with all his strength, but before he could react, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the scene in the room turned around, and he fell over.

But it fell firmly into Mo Zhichen's arms.

Mo Zhichen hugged him on his lap, held him with one hand, continued to write with the other hand, and occasionally asked, "Why are you up?"

Nan Jiu took a small brush that was not soaked in ink, and turned it in his hand, watching him write while turning.His slender and beautiful hand held a shiny black pen, and the small characters under the pen were dignified and neat.

I can only sigh, it doesn't matter if the person is good-looking, but the handwriting is good, and his flamboyant handwriting is simply heaven and earth.

Having seen enough, I stopped waving the pen in my hand, and said out of boredom, "It's too boring, so I'm going to be active. Hey, what are you writing?"

Mo Zhichen was stained with ink and said, "Young general, don't you understand?"

Nanjiu despised it a bit, I can understand simplified and ancient Chinese characters, hehe, forget it.

Mo Zhichen said with a smile, "It's just dealing with some church affairs, and there is also a reward order for the Valley of the Wicked."

When Mo Zhichen spoke, his breath lingered around the tip of Nan Jiu's nose, always reminding Nan Jiu of West Lake Longjing inexplicably, his face was a little red, he pushed Mo Zhichen's arm and jumped off.

I didn't hear what he said, so I just said "oh".

Nan Jiudong looked at Xi Sasa, touched the antiques on the Baibao Pavilion, picked up the calligraphy and paintings in the painting tube, walked a long way, and the air of ice and snow came in through the crack of the door, making goose bumps all over his body.

Seeing this, Mo Zhichen put down the pen in his hand, got up and took the coat hanging on the back of the chair, put it on for Nan Jiu, and took a few steps inside.As soon as he lowered his head, he saw his collarbone, which was mostly exposed.

Lightly reprimanded him, "Why don't you wear your clothes properly."

Nan Jiu also lowered her head and took a look. It was because her left hand was inconvenient when she was dressing just now, but fortunately she left the collar alone.So he laughed indifferently and said, "This is called style!"

Mo Zhichen also understood that it was because of his hands, so he hooked him into his arms, put his hands on the collar, tidied up for him, and said with a soft smile, "This kind of style, show it to someone in Mo." enough."

Nan Jiu stared at him with blank eyes.

Sure enough, this person is still Mo Zhichen, no matter how gentle he is, he is still frivolous and frivolous.

Glancing at the stack of books and essays on the case, it seems that Mo Zhichen has been busy taking care of him these two days, and many things have not been dealt with, so he felt a little sorry, so he said, "You continue to read yours, I will not disturb you."

Mo Zhichen smiled, turned back and moved the back chair beside the bed to the table, and spread a thick layer of blankets, then sat in the position just now, picked up a pen and said, "Aren't you bored, come and accompany me I will."

Then I buried my head and continued to write, and did not show any more expectations.

Nan Jiu hesitated for a long time, and finally moved over in small steps, pulled the chair away from Mo Zhichen, glanced sideways, enough for a pen and a piece of paper, and sat beside him to write and draw painting.

After Mo Zhichen finished approving one item, he just took a look at him.

Seeing that Nanjiu was holding the pen solemnly, the nib was trembling, and the ink was dizzy. The crooked one probably wrote Li Taibai's "Quiet Night Thoughts". He said it was probably because he also guessed, although the words inside were long Like words, but determined differently from what he knew.

She asked him softly, "Do you miss home?"

Nan Jiu gave a puzzled "Ah" and looked down again to realize that he wrote the first song "Bright Moonlight Before the Bed" because it was easy to memorize and write, and besides, could Mo Zhichen understand the simplified characters? , It is self-taught.

But when he said he was homesick, Nan Jiu smiled wryly, he couldn't go back even if he thought about it...

Seeing that Nan Jiu didn't want to say anything, Mo Zhichen didn't continue to ask.

I approved another two pages, and looked at Nanjiu again, but it was drawing Mo Lian.The simplest method of painting is to draw a lotus petal with the tip of the pen lying down and dipping it, and then draw a long stem under four or five petals, and one flower is finished.Sure enough, it was very boring, and I even drew more than half of the paper in a row.

Check back later, Nan Jiu has already put down his pen, and moved his chair closer to watch him write.In his hand, he tore a square piece of paper the size of a palm, and played with it while looking at it.

Mo Zhichen just let him watch.

After a while, there was no movement, the head tilted, leaned on Mo Zhichen's shoulder, took a long breath, and fell asleep.

So he called "Ajiu" twice softly, wanting him to go to bed and sleep well, but he didn't wake up, and the things in his hand slipped out of his palm.Mo Zhichen picked it up and found that it was just folded out of paper. The rice paper is very soft, and the folded thing has no shape, but it can be roughly seen that it is a shriveled paper bird.

Sighing lightly, she wrapped her neck and knees, hugged Nan Jiu up and down, and walked gently towards the bed.

Mo Zhichen said with a smile, how could this person be so sleepy, he was sleepy again just after waking up, and he still couldn't wake up.Pulling back the quilt, he placed the paper bird he folded next to the pillow, and kissed lightly on his forehead.

Every day after that, Mo Zhichen just read and wrote in the room, dealt with academic affairs, and gave orders.Nan Jiu just wandered around like this, recuperating from his injuries, teasing A, B, B, Ding, who peeked at him, harassing Mo Zhichen, and finally fell asleep from boredom.

But half a month later, Nanjiu's injury is still not healed, and the symptoms of being afraid of the cold have become more and more obvious, and she basically hides in the bedroom and never goes out.

Just now, Lu Qianyun sent over the finished fox fur, one as white as snow and one as red as fire, even more luxurious than the one Mo Zhichen gave him last time.

Nan Jiu got out of bed in a daze, leaned against the deserted evening wind, reached out to touch it, then grabbed the fluffy collar and pulled out the tray, shook her hand, and dropped it all at her feet.

Squatting down to pick it up, he hugged the fox fur to his arms, stood up and shook it with a smile, Mo Zhichen wanted to help, but he dodged it with a push, buried his head in the fur of the cloak, and whimpered, " Looks good... I like it..."

Even if Lu Qianyun didn't know what was going on with Nan Jiu's body, he could understand that his mental state was not the normal state that a person who had been recuperating for half a month should have.

Inquiringly, he glanced at their leader, and found that Mo Zhichen's eyes were also full of melancholy.

Nan Jiu took two steps with the fox fur in his arms, then his feet softened, and he leaned forward straight.Mo Zhichen strode into his arms, Nan Jiu leaned on the flying human pillow, but slammed his mouth and muttered, "Sleepy..."

Lu Qianyun couldn't bear it any longer at the door, and said, "Master, there's something wrong with him..."

Of course, Mo Zhichen also knew that something was wrong with Nan Jiushi. He said that it was fine if he didn’t go out because he was afraid of the cold. He slept more and more every day, and often slept in various strange places when he didn’t know what he was doing. After passing by, he planted himself on the ground as if he didn't know the pain, and Mo Zhichen was so scared that he followed him every step of the way, for fear that he might fall into a latrine.

Nan Jiu also laughed at him, saying that he was just boring, lazy and sleepy, so he didn't need such meticulous personal protection.

While Nan Jiu was asleep, it wasn't that he didn't invite a doctor, but the doctor also said that he just fell asleep in general, without any other symptoms.

Now I have to wait, maybe he's had enough sleep.

But after a while, a layer of haze shrouded the entire Wuxinjiao, and the Kunlun stronghold was full of wailing.

Since their helper brought back a wounded man not long ago, Wuxinjiao has added another pleasure, that is to spy on that General Tiance called Nan Jiu.

And it became more and more interesting, because this activity became an interaction between two parties.

They peeked in the dark, and Nan Jiu peeked in the light.They didn't dare to make any moves, but Nan Jiu thought of ways to play tricks on them, from the water basin on the door frame to the stones flying out of the corner, so that they started to bet, guessing whether the person who delivered the food every day would Come back intact.

The leader of the gang is clear about these things, but the leader of the gang has nothing to do with Nan Jiu, so he has to make fun of them.They don't hold grudges and complain, because every time they are scolded, Nan Jiu will come out to block the knife for them.

So this activity of fooling people and fooling themselves, and enjoying myself and others, is unfolding in full swing under the eyes of Mo Evil.

The Kunlun stronghold of Wuxin Cult is really unique and full of vitality in history, throwing the last bit of cult temperament out of the sky.

But recently, this activity was discontinued.

Because the person in the house has not shown up for a long time, and the person who delivered the meal is no longer being teased.I only heard that Nanjiu was sick and couldn't even get out of bed. Even the gang leader stopped smiling and kept a straight face all day long.

Wuxin Sect has returned to its former lifelessness.

Mo Zhichen was devastated by Nan Jiu's illness.

Before, I could just fall asleep anytime and anywhere, but the situation got worse and worse.Originally, I could still be awake for several hours a day, but gradually, it shrank to two hours, one hour.

Because I wake up less and sleep more, I can't eat well, and I am very thin.

When he was awake, he leaned against the bedpost and looked at him blankly and smiled, or cut the paper and continued to fold what he called the paper crane.Sometimes when he was tired, he would tell him that he was hungry, but before Mo Zhichen came back with food, he leaned back and fell asleep again.

No tossing, no fuss anymore, it's as quiet as if it doesn't exist.

Up to now, if Mo Zhichen didn't take the initiative to wake him up, he wouldn't wake up, just fell asleep peacefully, like ordinary people, sometimes dreaming, sometimes not.

Almost all the doctors in Kunlun were "invited" over and over again by Wuxin, coming and leaving blindfolded.They lined up to see him every day, but none of them could tell what was wrong with Nanjiu.

They say he's just sleeping peacefully...

"Bastard!" Mo Zhichen slapped his palm on the table, and when he raised his palm, cracks burst out from a thick wooden table, spreading in all directions, and finally shattered into several pieces with a bang.

Lu Qianyun took two steps back in fright, and stood out of Mo Zhichen's reach and reported carefully, "Kunlun has no more doctors to hire, and the doctors in Longmen heard that we were inviting people, and they all scared away."

Mo Zhichen clenched his palms, "Then go to Wanhua Valley!"

Lu Qianyun wondered, "Guangzhu, you also know that our Wuxinjiao has a bad reputation, and no one will come if they hear it. Wanhua... is even more careful to avoid suspicion."

Mo Zhichen trembled outright.

Lu Qianyun wanted to comfort the leader, but he didn't know what to say. Mo Zhichen was angry, and there was no Nan Jiu to calm him down. He didn't say a word, so he really didn't know what would happen.

Only at this time can I admire Nanjiu and Xini's ability, but it's a pity that now and Xini's people are going to sleep to death.

Lu Qianyun could only sigh heavily.

Suddenly there were two "croaks" behind him, and a big toad jumped to his feet with a bulging belly. Lu Qianyun was startled, and quickly touched the scimitar behind him, in a state of preparation for battle.

Mo Zhichen only glanced at the croaking creature with blinking green eyes, and looked up coldly at Jian Ge who was walking towards him.He said indifferently, "What are you doing back again?"

Jian Ge smiled, "What are you doing? Of course I'm here to help you."

In the Valley of the Wicked, Jian Ge can be called the only true friend of Mo Zhichen, but a true friend is a true friend, this Qixiu has never done anything serious, and with Jian Ge's temperament, He would not take the initiative to come to him if there was no need for him, and he was just passing by when he was saved last time.

On weekdays, he would definitely help if he could, but today, he has no time to practice Tai Chi with Jian Ge.

Mo Zhichen frowned and said, "What trouble did you get into again?"

Jian Ge had already walked to Lu Qianyun's side, and said, "Being kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, I blinded you for nothing." Then she bent down and touched the big toad, and said with a smile, "Are you right, Mrs. Guack?"

Gua Tai responded with two "cuckoos".

Mo Zhichen looked at the toad on the ground sadly and said, "Which disciple of the Five Poisons did you steal a spirit beast from? Give it back quickly."

Jian Ge said angrily, "I invited this for you, otherwise you will just wait for your little boy to sleep forever!"

Mo Zhichen retorted, "Ah Jiu is not a male favourite." Suddenly reacting, he said in surprise, "You think you can save Ah Jiu?"

Jian Ge nodded happily, snapped her fingers, and a charming flute sound floated in with her light figure, and landed on the ground was a female doll with silver horns on her head and silver bells on her waist.

Little Wudu giggled, leaned over and hugged Guatai, scratching its chin.

"You said this little five poison can save Ah Jiu?" Mo Zhichen obviously didn't believe it.

"Can you, just take a look at it." Jian Ge leaned against the door frame behind her, and winked at Lu Qianyun.Lu Qianyun was so excited that the scimitar almost slipped out of his hand.

A dead horse is a living horse doctor, and Mo Zhichen is about to take someone to see Nanjiu.

Stepping out, Jian Ge suddenly reached out to block the door, turned softly, leaned into Mo Zhichen's arms, climbed up his face with his backhand, and said with a soft smile, "It's okay to save, but Chief Mo needs to pay the consultation fee."

Mo Zhichen took a deep breath, pretending to be calm, he should have known that Jian Ge must have no such kind intentions, as expected, he took the opportunity to blackmail him.

"What do you want, say."

Jian Ge grinned, "Qingling bamboo, I remember you have one." Qingling bamboo grows in the ten-thousand-year ice cave in Kunlun Mountains, and it is an extremely precious material.

Mo Zhichen's eyes sank, and he pushed Jian Ge's shoulder with a palm, "What do you want it for?"

Jian Ge was pushed back a few steps, and after arguing for a long time, she said, "I found Senior Brother Mu."

Mo Zhichen sneered, and took a step towards Jian Ge, "He treats you so well, it's fine if you stick to his cold ass, but now you want to make a snow-phoenix ice-jade flute to please him?"

Enraged, Jian Ge took a step back and raised her voice, "You don't have to worry about my affairs! You can just say yes or no!"

Mo Zhichen flatly refused, "No."

"Then wait until your little Tiance dies!" Jian Ge said angrily.

Mo Zhichen believed in Jian Ge's kindness, and would never leave him alone, so he still refused, "No."

Jian Ge laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, aren't you just sure that I don't dare! Mo Zhichen, I don't beg you anymore, you and your little boy pet love each other, I will go find Qinglingzhu by myself!"

After finishing speaking, Linglong swung her swords and was about to leave.

No one knows exactly where the green spirit bamboo grows, but the place is inaccessible, the terrain is steep, and it goes deep into the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountain glacier.Even the one in Mo Zhichen's hand was obtained with a lot of money after many twists and turns, how could it be said that he could find it by looking for it.

But Jian Ge is a person who can do what he can say. Since he said he would look for it, he can figure out a complete disappearance in half an hour.Mo Zhichen was a little soft-hearted, after all they were called friends last time, so they couldn't really let him take risks.

With a long sigh, he stopped Qixiu who had leaped over the eaves, "Here, I'll give it to you, it's not enough! Come back quickly."

When Jian Ge heard it, she stabilized her feet, but she was still angry and refused to go down.

Mo Zhichen didn't care about him anymore, and walked straight to Nanjiu's room. After a few steps, he stopped and spoke slowly, with a layer of regret in his tone, "Jian Ge, you claim to be smart all your life, but in fact you don't have one." Go back to Qingming. You know that person doesn't like you, so why do you have to betray your sincerity?"

Jian Ge remained silent, didn't say anything, didn't refute.

After Mo Zhichen was gone, he shouted angrily, "I'm so cheerful, you don't care!"

After shouting, I felt lonely again, with heavy eyes, so I sat on the corner of the eaves and looked at the ice field of Kunlun.After drinking a lot of wind and snow, he murmured, "After ten years of pursuit, it is really refreshing, and if you are refreshing, you can chase for another ten years."

Curse yourself secretly, cheap, really cheap.