windy cold

Chapter 67

"What do you think of?" Lu Wanfeng looked up at him.

"It's all right." Qin Chuhan didn't answer as he pressed his little head back on his chest, and changed the subject, "Don't get sleepy, tell me what's going on today."

Mentioning this was not in a good mood, Lu Wanfeng found a comfortable position to lean against, thought for a while and said, "The twins don't like me, you know, they like your eldest lady, but they just can't get used to it. Miss and I have a good relationship, so..."

Qin Chuhan knew about what happened three years ago, and he still remembered that the twins had a bad attitude towards Lu Wanfeng at that time.

His expression couldn't be seen, but his tone seemed a little unhappy: "The two of them tricked you to Wuya, cut off the chain secretly, and caused you to be trapped on it, right?"

Lu Wanfeng snorted and agreed, "The blizzard came too suddenly, I had nowhere to hide. I heard that the other two peaks were also connected by chains to Wuya, so I found one and climbed here."

One sentence conveyed the hardships of climbing chains, it’s not that I don’t want to mention it, but that I really don’t want to remember that horrible experience, the sense of despair that I can’t get my feet on the ground and can’t see the blue sky is more terrifying than a nightmare .

He touched his nose indiscriminately, suppressing the surging sourness.

Qin Chuhan didn't ask further questions, but continued: "And then?"

"Then I managed to climb here, slipped and fell into the pool, almost drowning in it."

Qin Chuhan let out a "hmm".

Lu Wanfeng rubbed against his neck unconsciously, and said angrily, "Later, I saw a room, but I didn't know who it was. My lamppost kicked here."

The corner of Qin Chuhan's mouth trembled unconsciously, and asked, "Did you see what was written on the door plaque?"

"I didn't write anything." The more Lu Wanfeng thought about it, the more angry he became, "So I thought it was an empty room with no one in it, and I wanted to push the door open and go in, but that damn thing appeared!"

I kicked on the side of the waist, and it still hurts when I think about it now.

The series of events became clear, Qin Chuhan breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "This is Lianwu Peak, the house you went to is my nameless residence, and the one who attacked you was the guide lamp spirit in front of my door, presumably Your behavior of breaking in without knocking on the door makes it think that you are plotting something wrong."

Lu Wanfeng almost jumped up, but was held down, and said angrily, "I said how can a lamp post move, it is actually a spiritual one, why do you even have this on Wufeng Peak...not very smart!"

Qin Chuhan said "hmm" again.

Lu Wanfeng muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, and Qin Chuhan responded one by one.

"That broken lamp post almost killed me, I'm going to beat it when I get back."

"……Um."

"Why doesn't your house have a name? Let's start over, I can't recognize it."

"Ah."

"I'm cold, hold me tight."

"it is good."

"I want to eat roasted cranes when I go out."

"Do not……"

"You look so good-looking, but it's a pity that you are worse than me..."

"..."

"I'm sorry... I caused you to be punished..."

"It's ok."

"Sorry……"

"..."

Lu Wanfeng fell asleep.

The two boys sat next to each other naked, the temperature in the cave gradually stabilized, and the body temperature transmitted to each other stabilized, isolating the snow and wind outside, the muttering in the cave gradually became smaller, and the remaining two strings of even breathing.

Reassuring.

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Wanfeng found that he was still nestled in Qin Chuhan's arms, he could no longer feel the cold, and he still felt a little lazy when he woke up.

He moved, and found that the hands behind his back were tightened, and when he looked up, the person holding him was indeed awake.

"Did you not sleep?"

Qin Chuhan looked at him and shook his head.

The momentum of the wind and snow outside seems to be a little weaker, and the cold wind that occasionally howls into the cave no longer makes a sharp sound, but looking outside, the snow is blowing, and the weather is still not easing.

Feeling tired and dizzy, Lu Wanfeng leaned back and whispered, "Fortunately, you're here."

Qin Chuhan continued to observe the movement outside in a blink of an eye, with firm eyes: "This time I will protect you."

I am no longer the down-and-out young master who was full of revenge but powerless, this time, let me protect you.

Lu Wanfeng agreed in a muffled voice, holding back the tears from his buried face several times. The words just now hit his heart like a gift from God. After all these years, it was the first time someone treated him so well...

Whether it is the rejoicing of the rest of his life, or the unspeakable promise, a ten-year-old child feels peace of mind and happiness that he has never had before in the arms of another 13-year-old child.

The drowsy sky darkened, and soon there was no light. The movement outside at this time inexplicably gave rise to a sense of mystery. After some associations, it seemed that ghosts and ghosts wandered at night, causing people to panic.

Lu Wanfeng wasn't too scared, he already knew about his special physique, and he had seen quite a few monsters, sprites, sprites and monsters in the past few years, although it was strange that not only were those things never hostile to him, but sometimes they even approached him deliberately to please him.

It's not that he didn't suspect that he made a mistake, but he got used to it over time.

The weather was bad, there was no moonlight, and I couldn't see my fingers in the cave.

Lu Wanfeng moved his head, changed his posture, opened his eyes just in time, and saw a group of white translucent balls emerging from a tree root.

The small ball was emitting white light, but it did not bring any lighting effect to the inside of the cave. It only glowed with a thin layer of light, which came out bit by bit, twisting and twisting on both sides, and pulled out two arms-like things.

Lu Wanfeng let out an "ah" in surprise.

Qin Chuhan heard the sound and looked at it, and recognized it at a glance: "It's a tree spirit."

"Can you see it?" Lu Wanfeng asked in surprise.

"There are many fetishes on Kunlun Mountain, the aura of heaven and earth is clean and pure, and the tree spirit is the most common, so it is not difficult to see." What's more, it shows up deliberately, and anyone with a little cultivation can see it.

The dryad didn't get out completely, and its body was still attached to the tree root. Its two slender arms held a drop-shaped spar from nowhere, and handed it to Lu Wanfeng. Its eyes the size of sesame seeds blinked and blinked.

Lu Wanfeng asked, "Are you going to give it to me?"

The little white head nodded, and stretched out a little more.

Lu Wanfeng took out his hand to take it, but when he first touched it, his fingertip was stabbed, and a round drop of blood came out.

He subconsciously withdrew his hand, only to see that the dryad stained the spar with blood, opened a slit under his eyes, and stuffed his hand in.

In an instant, the trunk of the cedar swelled a circle, and the whole cliff began to shake, causing a lot of mud and gravel to fall on the cave, and the two people inside were so shocked that they retreated to the entrance of the cave.

Soon the turmoil subsided, and the tree spirit, who had eaten to his heart's content, had obviously changed. His chubby body gradually took on the shape of his limbs, twisting, and a face showing his facial features showed a big smile, and then he bent down and picked up the fallen object. The spar on the ground brushed off the sharp edges and corners above, and passed it over again.

Lu Wanfeng felt that there was something wrong with his eyes. The dryad seemed to be smiling smugly, but also apologetically.

Qin Chuhan sighed softly from his head, "Take it here."

The blood hole on the fingertips had stopped, but Lu Wanfeng still felt a little numb. After hesitating for a long time, he finally took the spar into his hand. After that, the dryad quickly retracted into the root of the tree and disappeared.

This thumb-sized drop-shaped spar is transparent, colorless, and shimmers spontaneously. A sense of coquettishness.

"What is this?" Lu Wanfeng looked at the things over and over.

Qin Chuhan stared at the crystal stone intently, and said in a low voice: "Resin stone, crystal stone condensed by dryads for many years, is not rare, but it takes decades to condense one."

"...Why did it give me this?"

The meandering red in the resin stone seems to be alive and flowing slowly.

Qin Chuhan said: "The tree spirit tricked you into a drop of blood, this is probably an apology."

As he spoke, the roots of the tree moved again.

"..." Lu Wanfeng threw it away, and said in horror, "What do you want my blood for, a blood-sucking monster!"

Qin Chuhan's eyes never left the resin stone, "...the virgin blood is good for cultivation, if you give it a drop, it may save a few years of cultivation."

It seems to make sense, when demons and heretics try to take shortcuts, most of them choose to hurt people to gain extra energy. Kunlun Mountain is a sacred place, and all things cultivated here are naturally pure, but it is inevitable that some people want to be a little clever during the long cultivation journey. , I still know that there are loans and repayments.

I'm ten years old, am I still a boy?Lu Wanfeng rubbed the wound, it still hurt a little.

The resin stone lies quietly on the ground, white light and red light intertwine, becoming the only point of light in the dark night.

Qin Chuhan suddenly picked up the thing, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you don't want...give it to me."

Lu Wanfeng turned his head, only to realize that it was too dark to see anything, so he withdrew his hands and retracted them again, and said, "Take it if you like... Hurry up, it's leaking."

Qin Chuhan's mouth moved, as if he was smiling, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

After listening to Suo Suo's voice, the two returned to the state of tightly embracing each other.

The night was long, the wind was blowing, and he hadn't eaten since lunch. After tossing so far, Lu Wanfeng was so hungry that he stared at him, "I'm hungry."

Qin Chuhan said: "Renren, I can go back soon."

"I must practice Bigu this time when I go back..."

"Good idea."

Not long after, Qin Chuhan's collarbone suddenly hurt and he was bitten.

"Pork Ribs...Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs..."

"..."

Qin Chuhan pushed his little head away, turned away, and held it down.

"...Steamed pork ribs with minced garlic..." He smashed his mouth, his teeth chewing dryly.

"..."

He couldn't even draw cakes, and based on his imagination, Lu Wanfeng finally fell into a light sleep with hunger, only to be gently shaken awake after a long time.

"Wake up, someone is coming."

Lu Wanfeng barely opened his eyes, feeling a little dazed, his vision was blurred, he was dizzy and unable to think, the face in front of him could not be distinguished clearly, and he couldn't react.

Then he heard Qin Chuhan's anxious voice: "You have a fever..."

The author has something to say: This memory is a bit long to write, but the next chapter will return to the main line~