When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

It was night, the moonlight was bright and clean, flowing like flowing water in Wenyuan Mansion, illuminating sparse shadows everywhere.

In the silence, a ten-year-old child pushed the door out of his room and came to the lotus pond on the back mountain of Wenyuan Mansion alone in the cold night.

Wearing a jade brocade robe, with fair cheeks and starry eyes, he carried a defiant arrogance. He was clearly a child of a well-off family.

The Xie word jade pendant hanging around his waist further shows his identity.

"Should we go down, or not?"

Ten-year-old Xie Zhiwei looked at the filthy pond in front of him, his black eyebrows furrowed.

He has a slight obsession with cleanliness and doesn't like dirt, but the lotus pond he's about to enter is turbid due to no one taking care of it. The dead branches and leaves cover the surface of the lotus pond like a blanket, and the rotten stench permeates the air.

vomit!Xie Zhiwei couldn't hold back, and almost didn't spit it out directly.

To be honest, he really didn't want to step into this lotus pond.

In addition to the filth in the pond, this lotus pond also has a name called Refining Heart Pond, which has a formation that restricts spiritual power. Entering the pond is equivalent to becoming a weak mortal without power.

Moreover, the pool water is also very special, it can test the dark side of people's hearts.If a person full of desire accidentally falls into the pool, it is like falling into boiling hot water, and the skin wetted by the water will feel pain like needles.

The more desire a person has, the more painful it will be. On the contrary, if the bottom of the heart is clear, then this pool of water is no different from ordinary clear water.

This lotus pond was originally used to supplement the cultivation of Wenyuan Mansion disciples and help them strengthen their Dao Xin, but it was abandoned for unknown reasons and became inaccessible.

Xie Zhiwei suppressed his obsession with cleanliness, squatted down, and stretched out his fingers to explore the surface of the pool. There was no abnormality from his wet fingertips.

He remembered that a few days ago, when he and Wu Ming passed by here by chance, Wu Ming also touched the water surface with his hand, resulting in a bunch of blisters scalded on the original intact palm, which looked very horrifying.

However, despite this, Wu Ming still wanted to enter the lotus pond.

"I need a lotus root in the middle of the lotus pond," he said.

Xie Zhiwei held on to his sleeve tightly and refused to let him go down, "Isn't it just a few joints of lotus root? There are plenty of them in my warehouse. I'll bring you a bunch tomorrow. You are not allowed to enter such a dangerous pond." inside."

After trying to dispel Wu Ming's idea of ​​putting himself in danger, Xie Zhiwei immediately wrote to his family and sent someone to bring some soul roots.

But although there are many lotus roots in the world, the variety of lotus root that Wu Ming needs is very special, and it almost only grows in sparsely populated geomantic lands.The two of them also discovered this thing in the Refining Heart Pond in Wenyuan Mansion by chance.

There is no corresponding inventory in Xie's warehouse.

Xie Zhiwei sent people to the Xianxiu market to inquire again, but they still found nothing.

He didn't dare to tell Wu Ming the bad news, he was worried that Wu Ming would run to the lotus pond immediately after hearing this, and jump in to dig the lotus root without hesitation.

Xie Zhiwei thought that he and Wu Ming were friends, so since they were friends, he couldn't just watch him mutilate his body.

However, he thought clearly about the fact that the pool water would cause huge damage to Wu Ming's body.

In his opinion, it is not surprising that Wu Ming lives in a difficult life, has deep expectations for a better future in his heart, and has a strong desire to improve his situation.

What's more, Wu Ming is just an ordinary person, so naturally he can't compare with the clarity of mind of the extremely talented monk of Xianmen.

It's not that everyone wants to sever their desires, restrain themselves, and become saints and immortals.

"Since I promised him, I can't go back on it," ten-year-old Xie Zhi muttered slightly, frowning, "This lotus pond is only dirty for me to jump in, but it hurts for him to jump in it... After thinking about it, picking the lotus root It’s better for me to do this kind of thing.”

Xie Zhiwei looked at the lotus pond with duckweed fluttering, his white and childish face was filled with unstoppable disgust.

He gritted his teeth, lifted the hem of his clothes, and walked slowly along the edge of the lotus pond.

The boots sank into the soft mud at the bottom of the pool, and the delicate lines were stained with filth. The jade brocade robe floated on the surface of the water, messily mixed with the surrounding algae.

At this moment, Xie Zhiwei's obsession with cleanliness seemed to be magnified to the extreme. Although the pool water did not cause any real damage to him, discomfort was written all over his body and even every strand of hair.

He hates dirt, the duckweed on the water, and this pond even more.

Damn it, how dirty is it here!How stinky!

Xie Zhiwei frowned, held her breath, suppressed her irritability, stretched out her hand to push the duckweed away from the water, and slowly swam to the center of the lotus pond.

The water in the pool was cool, carrying the chill of the night, which was transmitted to the surface of his skin through the wet clothes.

The ten-year-old's body is still very young, not very cold-resistant, under the bright moonlight, Xie Zhiwei was shivering in the lotus pond.

However, he was more concerned about the location of Lingou.

Looking around, there are turbid pool water and duckweed growing wantonly, and there is no trace of lotus leaves.

Do you want to get into the water and go to the bottom of the lake?

When Xie Zhiwei thought of this, he couldn't stop resisting in his heart, and his eyes were full of disgust.

He wailed in his heart: The water is so dirty, he still wants to bury his head in it, so let's just kill him!

However, after howling, Xie Zhiwei finally overcame the psychological barrier briefly, closed his eyes, pinched his nose, gritted his teeth and dived into the bottom of the lake.

There is no other reason, they have come, and this last step is not missing.

……

That night, Xie Zhiwei successfully picked the ten-section lotus root.

He held them in his arms carefully, and returned to his residence with his body covered in mud and water stains.

As he walked, he still hated that pond and himself who jumped into it.

So dirty and so smelly!

It's like a underdog in a stinky ditch.

The servants who served him were astonished when they saw his distressed appearance, almost thinking that he had been kidnapped.

Xie Zhiwei briefly explained to them.

A group of servants surrounded him like stars holding the moon, carefully waited for him to bathe and wash, drank hot ginseng soup, and changed into clean and tidy clothes.

After a set of procedures, Xie Zhiwei turned back into a delicate and clean-looking young master from a family, showing aloofness and arrogance in every gesture.

The next day, he put the lotus root in a storage bag and brought it to Wu Ming in the Library Pavilion.

"Lingou, I brought it to you," he said forcefully with his head held high, "You are not allowed to go to that lotus pond again!"

The 13-year-old boy in front of him stretched out his hand to untie the rope of the storage bag, and looked at the bag full of lotus roots in surprise, his usually dark eyes were bright for a moment.

"Did you take these from your warehouse?" Wu Ming asked casually.

Hearing this, Xie Zhiwei's voice froze.

He looked at the young man with burning eyes in front of him, and remembered his stinky and dirty appearance yesterday, so he swallowed the denial.

The ten-year-old Xie Zhiwei already has a good face, especially in front of Wu Ming, he does not allow himself to show the slightest embarrassment.

I saw him waving his hands casually, shaking his snow-colored wide sleeves slightly, "Of course, my house has everything, it's just a few stalks of lotus root, it won't trouble me."

Wu Ming expressed his gratitude to Xie Zhiwei, and said that he recently obtained some precious monster bones, which can be used to offset the cost of buying the lotus root.

"I gave these to you, you don't need to return the gift," Xie Zhiwei said here, and then remembered that he wanted Wu Ming to be a warehouse manager, and continued with a bit of a show, "If you come to my house to be a warehouse manager , will see more rare treasures in the future.”

Wu Ming couldn't bear his kindness, so he passed the topic vaguely.

Afterwards, the two searched for a few books together, stayed in a secluded corner of the library, read them back to back, and chatted occasionally.

To be honest, there is really nothing in common between a ten-year-old child and a 13-year-old boy. In addition, their past backgrounds are very different, and there is nothing to talk about.

When the two meet together, most of them are like now, each reading their own books, each doing their own things.

Obviously staying in one place, but not involved with each other.

However, Xie Zhiwei did not feel bored because of this.Every time he turned his head to the side and saw Wu Ming sitting next to him, he would feel a sense of peace in his heart.

Although there are many servants in his family, and he has attracted the attention of his parents and relatives, at this moment, Xie Zhiwei can truly understand the meaning of the word "companion" by staying with Wu Ming, who is about the same age as him, when he is thousands of miles away from home.

"Wu Ming, will we be good friends for life?" In the silence, Xie Zhiwei suddenly asked.

The 13-year-old boy raised his head from the book, looked sideways at his friend, and smiled, "Maybe."

Xie Zhiwei also laughed, turned his head to look at the bright sun outside the window, and responded lightly: "I think we will be."

He hopes to be friends with Wu Ming for a lifetime, and is willing to work hard for it.

Ten-year-old Xie Zhiwei thinks beautifully, but ignores the impermanence of the world, and does not understand that once a wish is spoken, it is easy to die halfway.