Guessing that he had run far enough, this place should be safe enough. He quickly turned around and gently placed Lan Wangji on the ground.
The original leg injury had not fully recovered, but it was bitten by two sets of sharp teeth of the monster beast and soaked in water. Under Lan Wangji's white clothes, a large area was stained red with blood, and the rows of black holes pierced by the fangs were visible to the naked eye. He couldn't stand upright and fell down as soon as he was let go.
Wei Wuxian leaned over to examine it for a moment, then straightened up and walked around the cave. There were some shrubs growing underground. He finally found a few thicker and straighter branches. He wiped off the dust on the surface with the corners of his clothes. He squatted in front of Lan Wangji and said, "Is there a rope? Hey, wipe it off." OK, come on, take it off."
Before Lan Wangji could say anything, he stretched out his hand and took off the forehead wipe. With a flick, he used the forehead wipe as a bandage, straightened Lan Wangji's troubled leg, and pulled it off. Securely attached to branches.
Lan Wangji suddenly had his forehead wiped by him, and his eyes widened: "You...!"
Wei Wuxian worked very quickly and tied the knot for him. He patted his shoulder and said, "What am I? Don't worry about it at this time. Even if you like this piece of forehead wiping, it doesn't belong to you." Legs are important, aren't they?"
Lan Wangji fell backwards. He didn't know whether he had no strength to sit still, or he was so angry that he had nothing to say. Wei Wuxian suddenly smelled a faint aroma of herbs. He reached into his arms and took out a small sachet.
The sachet has wet tassels hanging down, looking delicate and pitiful. He remembered what Mianmian had said that the contents inside were all medicinal materials. He immediately opened it and took a look. Sure enough, they were all half-dried and half-crushed herbs, with a few small flowers. He hurriedly said: "Lan Zhan Lan Zhan" , don't sleep, get up for a while, there is a sachet here, come and see if there are any useful herbs in it."
He worked hard, dragging and pulling, until Lan Wangji was so weak that he sat up. After taking a closer look, he actually recognized several drugs that had the effect of stopping bleeding and detoxifying. As Wei Wuxian picked them out, he said, "I didn't expect this little girl's sachet to be of great use. I have to thank her properly when I get back."
Lan Wangji said indifferently: "Aren't you really harassing her?"
Wei WuXian said, "What are you talking about? If I do this kind of thing, it's not harassment. Only when I look like Wen Chao's greasy look can it be called harassment. Take it off."
Lan Wangji frowned slightly: "What?"
Wei WuXian said, "What else can I do? Take off your clothes!"
He took it off as soon as he was told, and took it personally. He grabbed Lan Wangji's collar with his left and right hands and pulled it to both sides, peeling off a piece of snow-white chest and shoulders.
Lan Wangji was suddenly pushed to the ground by him and took off his clothes forcibly. His face turned green: "Wei Ying! What do you want to do!"
Wei Wuxian took off all his clothes, tore them into several strips, and said, "What do I want to do? Now there are only two of us, and I'm like this, what do you think I want to do?"
After saying that, he stood up, opened his belt, and exposed his chest in a polite manner.
The collarbone is deeply sunken and the lines are smooth, especially youthful, but full of the vitality and strength of a young man.
Lan Wangji watched his movements, his face was covered in blue, white, purple, black and red, as if he was about to vomit blood. Wei Wuxian smiled slightly, took a step closer to him, took off his wet robe in front of him, lifted it up with one hand, then let go, letting the clothes fall to the ground.
Wei Wuxian spread his hands and said, "I've finished taking off my clothes, it's the turn of the pants."
Lan Wangji wanted to stand up, but his leg was injured, and after another fight, coupled with the anger and rage in his heart, he became more and more impatient and exhausted. My heart was so excited that I actually vomited a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Wei Wuxian immediately squatted down, patted several acupuncture points on his chest, and said, "Okay, the congestion is spit out, don't thank me!"
After vomiting out the mouthful of purple-black blood, Lan Wangji suddenly felt that the nausea, boredom, and pain in his heart were greatly reduced. Looking at Wei Wuxian's actions, he finally understood.
After going to Muxi Mountain, Wei Wuxian realized that Lan Wangji looked very poor today, and there must be depression in his chest, so he deliberately threatened and stimulated him so that he could spit out the blood he was holding back. come out.
Although he knew that he meant well, Lan Wangji still showed a bit of anger and said, "...Can you please stop making such jokes!"
Wei Wuxian defended himself, "It's very harmful to hold back this blood. It comes out when I'm scared. Don't worry, I don't like men, and I won't take the opportunity to do anything to you."
Lan Wangji said: "Boring!"
Wei Wuxian had already discovered that Lan Wangji was particularly angry today, so he stopped trying to defend himself and waved his hand, "Okay, okay, boring is boring. I'm boring. I'm the most boring."
As he spoke, the chilly air from the ground crawled up his back, making Wei Wuxian shiver. He quickly stood up, picked up a pile of dead branches and leaves, and redrawn the fire talisman on his palm.
The dead branches burned and peeled, and from time to time two or three sparks flew out. Wei Wuxian crushed the herbs he had just picked up, tore open Lan Wangji's trouser legs, and spread them evenly over the three hideous black holes that had barely stopped the bleeding.
Suddenly, Lan Wangji raised his hand and stopped his movement. Wei Wuxian said, "What's wrong?"
Without saying a word, Lan Wangji took out some crushed herbs from his palm and pressed it to his heart.
Wei Wuxian was shaken by his pressure and shouted, "Ah!"
He had forgotten that there was a fresh wound on his body caused by an iron brand, which was still bleeding and soaked in water.
Lan Wangji withdrew his hand, and Wei Wuxian hissed twice, then took down the medicinal ingredients he had pressed against his heart bit by bit, threw them into his lap again, and said, "You're welcome. I'm often injured. Yes, I went into the water and played in the Lotus Lake as usual after I was injured. I have long been used to it. How many medicinal materials can be packed in a small sachet is not enough. I think you need these three holes more...ah!"
Lan Wangji's face turned gloomy, and after a moment he said, "I know it hurts, so don't be reckless next time."
Wei Wuxian said, "There's nothing I can do about it? Do you think I want to be burned like this? Who knew that Wang Lingjiao was so sinister that it would burn into people's eyes. That Mianmian is a girl, and a pretty girl." , it would be bad if you were blind in one eye, or had such a thing on your face that you couldn't remove for the rest of your life."
Lan Wangji said softly: "You will never be able to get rid of this thing on your body now."
Wei WuXian said, "That's different. It's not on my face. And I'm a man. What should I be afraid of? How many times can a man be spared any injuries or leave scars in his lifetime?"
He squatted on the ground with his upper body bare, picked up a branch and pushed the fire to make it burn brighter, and said: "And think about it from another side, although this thing can't be removed, it represents what I once did." I have protected a girl. And this girl will definitely remember me from now on and will never forget me in this life. When I think about it, it's actually quite..."
Suddenly, Lan Wangji pushed him hard and said angrily: "You also know that she will never forget you in this life!!!"
This push happened to hit the wound on Wei Wuxian's chest. Wei Wuxian covered his heart, fell to the ground, and shouted, "...Lan Zhan!"
He lay on the ground, broke into a cold sweat from the pain, raised his neck and groaned: "...Lan Zhan, you...do you and I have a grudge?...The revenge for killing my father is nothing more than this!"
Hearing this, Lan Wangji clenched his fists.
After a moment, he let go of his hand, as if he wanted to get up and help Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian sat up on his own, ducked back, and said, "Okay, okay! I know you hate me, so I'll sit far away. Don't come over here! Stop pushing me, it hurts so much."
The wound is on the left side, and it hurts when I lift my left hand. Wei Wuxian hid aside, picked up the white clothes that he had just torn into strips, threw them with his right hand, and threw them far away to Lan Wangji, saying: "You can bandage it yourself. I can't get through." Take off yourself. His robe was left to dry by the fire.
After roasting for a while, no one spoke, Wei Wuxian said again: "Lan Zhan, you are really weird today, so rude. What you said is not like you."
Lan Wangji said: "If you don't have that intention, don't go and tease others. You do whatever you want, but you make others upset!"
Wei WuXian said, "It's not you who I'm teasing, so it's not your turn to be upset. Unless..."
Lan Wangji said sharply: "Unless what?"
Wei Wuxian said, "Unless Lan Zhan you like Mianmian!"
After a moment of pause, Lan Wangji said coldly: "Please don't talk nonsense."
Wei Wuxian said, "That's good. I'm just talking nonsense."
Lan Wangji said: "Is it fun to be quick with your words?"
Wei WuXian said, "It's very interesting. Besides, I'm not only quick with my tongue, but I'm also very quick with my skills."
"..." Lan Wangji murmured to himself, "Why should I tell you all this nonsense here?"
Unknowingly, Wei Wuxian moved to sit next to him again, and said without hesitation: "Because there is no other way, we are the two unlucky people left in this place. If you don't talk nonsense to me, who else can you talk to?" Woolen cloth?"
Lan Wangji glanced at this man who had healed his scars and forgotten the pain. Wei Wuxian was about to smile at him when he suddenly saw him lower his head.
Wei Wuxian screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly
Lan Wangji buried himself deep in his arms, biting his arm tightly. Hearing the sound, not only did he not stop talking, but his lower teeth worked even harder.
Wei Wuxian said, "Are you going to let go?!?! If you don't let go, I'll kick you! Don't think I won't kick you because you're hurt!!!!"
Wei Wuxian said: "Stop biting! Stop biting! I'm out! I'm out!!! I'm out, I'm out, I'm out! If you let go, I'm out!!!!"
Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan, you are crazy today!!!! You are a dog! You are a dog!!!!!!! Stop biting!!!!"
When Lan Wangji finally finished his madness and bitten enough, Wei Wuxian jumped up, rolled and crawled to the other side of the cave, and said, "Don't come over here!"
Lan Wangji slowly straightened his upper body, straightened his clothes and hair, lowered his eyes and said nothing, looking calm, as if the so-and-so who scolded, pushed, and bitten just now had nothing to do with him. Wei Wuxian looked at the tooth marks on his arm and squatted down in shock, huddled in the corner and continued to plow firewood. He was puzzled: "Why is Lan Zhan like this? Although he saved me, I also I saved him, right? It's not that I want him to thank me or anything, but why can't we be friends after all this? Am I really as annoying as Jiang Cheng said?!"
In the midst of doubt, Lan Wangji suddenly said, "Thank you very much."
Wei Wuxian thought he had heard wrongly, but when he looked at Lan Wangji, he was also looking at him and solemnly repeated: "Thank you."
Seeing him lowering his head slightly, Wei Wuxian was afraid that he was going to worship him, so he hurriedly turned away and said, "It's okay. I have a problem. I don't like to hear people thank me, especially people who say thank you to me in a serious way like you." . I'm so scared that I'm going to get goosebumps. You don't need to worship me."
Lan Wangji said calmly: "You are thinking too much. Even if I want to worship you, I can't move."
Seeing that he seemed to have finally returned to normal and even said thank you twice to him, Wei Wuxian felt happy and involuntarily wanted to move over. He just likes to be rubbed, but the slight pain from the tooth marks on his arm reminded him that Lan Zhan had gone crazy just now, and might go crazy again later. He quickly restrained himself and looked at Heixinxiong. At the top of the cave, he said seriously: "Jiang Cheng and the others ran out. It will take a day or two to come down the mountain. After they come down, they will definitely go back to their respective homes and will never report back to the Wen family. But the sword has been confiscated, and I don't know how long it will take to find help." . I think we will be here underground for a while. We have to find a way to solve some problems. "
After a pause, he added: "The good thing is that this monster has been staying in the black pool and has not been chased out. But the bad thing is that it can't come out. It dominates the hole at the bottom of the pool, so we can't get out either."
Lan Wangji said: "Maybe it's not a monster. Look at it, what does it look like."
Wei Wuxian said, "You bastard!"
Lan Wangji: "There is a kind of divine object that takes this form."
Wei Wuxian asked, "Xuanwu Divine Beast?"
Xuanwu, also known as Xuanming, is a combination of turtle and snake. He is the water god and lives in the North Sea. The underworld is also in the north, so he is the god of the north.
Lan Wangji nodded. Wei Wuxian flashed his teeth and said, "The mythical beast looks like this, has fangs, and eats human flesh. It's a bit different from the legend."
Lan Wangji said: "Of course it is not a serious basalt beast. It is a semi-finished product that failed to compete for the gods and was demonized. In other words, it is a deformed basalt beast."
Wei WuXian said, "Deformed?"
Lan Wangji said: "I have read records in ancient books. Four hundred years ago, a 'Fake Xuanwu' appeared in Qishan to cause trouble. It was huge in size and was fond of eating human beings. Some monks named it 'Slaughter Xuanwu'."
Wei WuXian asked, "The one Wen Chao led us to hunt was this 400-year-old massacre basalt beast?"
Lan Wangji said: "The size is larger than what is recorded in ancient books, but it should be good."
Wei Wuxian said, "Four hundred years have passed, it's time to grow up. Wasn't this Slaughter Xuanwu killed back then?"
Lan Wangji said: "No. There were monks who formed an alliance and prepared to kill him, but that winter, there happened to be a heavy snowfall, and the cold was extremely severe. The massacre Xuanwu disappeared and has not appeared since."
Wei Wuxian said, "Hibernating."