Chapter 23: What is love in this world? It is better to hang yourself on a tree in the southeast
The wind rustled, the shadows of the trees danced, and the moonlight shone through the mottled branches and leaves, illuminating half of the boy's face. His snow-white clothes fluttered in the wind.
Song Zhexia looked at the cloud pattern on his sleeves and frowned.
Noticing her gaze, Luo Yunya put away his sword, bowed slightly, clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "I was just practicing sword skills just now, and I accidentally hurt this little brother."
He met Wei Jinyou's gaze and said with a contemptuous smile: "After all, I didn't know that the disciples of your Qianqiu Pavilion would be so weak."
Wei Jinyou's expression remained unchanged, his pair of gloomy eyes were like a piece of black ice, and the emotions he suppressed were unfathomable.
Luo Yunya looked at Song Zhexia as if he didn't see his darkening face, "I say, what's the point of following such a weak man who can't even protect himself?"
He smiled frivolously, "Why not follow me and let me protect you."
After he finished speaking, Song Zhexia noticed that Wei Jinyou looked at him with a very strange look for a while.
She immediately tilted her head to look back, reached out to touch the scars on his body, and asked softly, "Brother Wei, does it hurt?"
The young man paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Song Zhexia immediately said gently: "Don't hurt."
Wei Jinyou: “…”
Seeing that the two of them ignored him, Luo Yunya sneered sarcastically, "You even like a piece of trash. It seems that the female cultivators of Qianqiu Pavilion are really not picky about food."
"This is just a greeting gift, next time it won't be so simple."
After saying this, his figure disappeared completely in the twilight.
The cold wind blew, and Song Zhexia couldn't control her tears again. She hugged Wei Jinyou's arm and whispered, "Let me see your wound."
Wei Jinyou didn't rush to take off his clothes, but glanced at the corners of her red eyes and asked, "Why are you crying?"
The boy's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said calmly, "Brother, it doesn't hurt."
Song Zhexia wiped the corners of his eyes and shook his head gently.
[Of course I know you’re not hurt, but there’s sand in my eyes, and it hurts!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
...
On the way back, when Song Zhexia passed by the back mountain, he saw Senior Brother Mo hanging there again.
It would have been fine if he just hung it himself, but he also hung Brother Yu next to him.
The eldest sister started a fire with tears in her eyes and smeared cumin powder on Brother Yu's food. People on the neighboring mountains cried with envy.
In the bleak cold wind, Song Zhexia felt even worse when he thought that he would have to kneel in front of the Buddha statue with Wei Goubi and couldn't even eat the grilled fish.
She was just sighing when she felt a cold touch on her fingertips again. She shivered and glanced over.
[The temperature of Wei Gou's hand is almost as cold as ice.]
[It’s not this cold even after being dead for a week, right?]
Wei Jinyou:?
Back in the house, Wei Jinyou wanted to take off his clothes, but was stopped by Song Zhexia, "Brother Wei, the weather is so cold, you will catch a cold if you do this."
[Your cold is a small matter, but if you infect me, it will be a big matter.]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
He propped up his chin with one hand, and his cold eyes swept across the girl Qingling's eyebrows, and suggested: "Xia Xia, how about helping Senior Brother apply the medicine?"
Song Zhexia:?
She half lowered her eyebrows and said shyly, "Of course I won't refuse what Senior Brother Wei said!"
[Hey you, behave yourself!]
After she agreed, Wei Jinyou sat down on the chair, staring at her with his cold eyes without blinking, without even glancing at the bleeding wound.
Song Zhexia stood beside him and bit her lip silently when she bent down.
Can't Wei Goubi leave some space for himself to sit?
There were no other chairs in the room. Song Zhexia couldn't reach his chest even when squatting, and bending down was too tiring.
After struggling for a long time, she simply sat on his lap, chose a comfortable position, and leaned forward.
As the girl's soft body approached, Wei Jinyou's breathing quickened, his dark pupils dimmed, and his body unconsciously tensed up a little.
Outside the window, Liu Niu had been lying there for a long time. When he saw this scene with his own eyes, he bit his fist and began to cry in the wind.
Oh my God, my God!
Their noble master actually helped the wild man apply medicine!
And she was sitting on the wild man's lap!
Liu Niu, the tough guy, burst into tears and ran out of the yard with sad and delicate steps.
Inside the house, Wei Jinyou pursed his lips and remained silent.
Song Zhexia was applying medicine to him seriously and didn't notice the boy's increasingly uncomfortable expression. Noticing his body temperature rising inch by inch, she deliberately sat closer to him to keep warm.
When bandaging the wound, Song Zhexia didn't know how to do it, so he simply tied a knot with force. The pain was so severe that the boy almost lost consciousness, and the wound opened again.
The turtle poked its head out of its shell, [Your method of applying medicine...]
The hero's injury would have taken three days to heal, but thanks to her, it will probably take two weeks now.
Seeing the boy's wound split open again, Song Zhexia quickly began to untie the white gauze and apologized, "Brother Wei, I'm sorry! This is my first time bandaging someone."
[Let me try a few more times, you will definitely get used to the pain.]
Wei Jinyou: ...
The boy lowered his eyes and didn't look at her, but the temperature of the parts of his body that touched the girl's skin suddenly rose.
The room temperature was obviously extremely cold, but he felt like he was in boiling water, and even his blood was filled with a burning sensation.
Song Zhexia noticed something was wrong and looked up into his dark eyes, "Senior Brother Wei?"
[His body is so hot, why doesn't he speak? ]
[Could this sword possibly damage the brain?]
Wei Jinyou raised his eyes, looked directly into hers, and said coldly, "Get out."
Song Zhexia: “…”
Five seconds later, Song Zhexia hugged his weak self with heartache and squatted at the door.
The two were separated by only a door. Wei Jinyou stood in front of the door, touching the burning sensation in his heart with a gloomy expression.
Tsk.
How could he possibly react like that?
It must be because of the injury.
The blood python sensed the disorder in his spiritual consciousness and crawled out directly, saying in disbelief: "Master, the smell on you..."
"Were you in heat just now?"
Wei Jinyou: “…”
Three seconds later, the blood python's body was tied into a bow and hung on the window swing.
At this moment, under the tree on the back hill opposite to it, Mo Bugui looked at Liu Niu who hanged himself with him in surprise and exclaimed: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Liu Niu closed his eyes and answered painfully: "If you want to know what love is, it is better to hang yourself on a tree in the southeast!"
Mo Bugui was stunned for three seconds. Amid the screams of several young female cultivators, he grabbed Liu Niu's clothes and said, "My confidant!"
Liu Niu was heartbroken. He hugged him tightly and said sadly, "What a sin!"
Mo Bugui comforted him like a father hugging his son, "Don't cry, don't cry."
"Sincerity can move mountains and open up new horizons. As long as we are sincere..."
Mo Bugui said: "One day I will be hanged here!"
When he thought of death, Liu Niu suddenly stood up again as if he had been injected with chicken blood, "No!"
"Even if I die, I will capture this wild man for my master before that!"