Extremely brave-V

After a pause, Wei Wuxian said, "But even if it is hibernating, it doesn't have to last as long as four hundred years? You said this Slaughter Xuanwu is a cannibal, how much did it eat?"

Lan Wangji said: "According to the book, every time it appeared back then, it ate as few as two to three hundred people, and as many as entire cities and villages. It caused chaos a few times and ate at least more than 5,000 people alive."

Wei WuXian said, "Oh. That's because I'm full."

This monster seems to like to swallow people whole into the turtle shell. I wonder if it likes to store them and enjoy them slowly. Maybe it packed too much grain into its shell four hundred years ago, and it hasn't eaten it yet.

Lan Wangji ignored him, and Wei Wuxian added, "Speaking of eating, have you ever gone without food? We can probably survive for three or four days without eating or drinking. But if after three or four days, there is no When people come to save us, our physical, mental and spiritual strength will begin to weaken."

It would be better if Wen Chao and his gang fled and stood idly by and ignored them. After waiting for about three or four days, they might wait for reinforcements from other families. I'm just afraid that the Wen family will not only fail to provide help in times of need, but will also add insult to injury. The so-called "other families" only include the Gusu Lan family and the Yunmeng Jiang family. If the Wen family obstructs them, the "three or four days" time may be doubled.

Wei Wuxian took back the branch, drew a rough map on the ground, connected a few lines, and said: "Muxi Mountain to Gusu is a little closer than Muxi Mountain to Yunmeng, so your family should come first. Wait slowly. Even if they don't come, Jiang Cheng can rush back to Lotus Pier after waiting for a day or two at most. Jiang Cheng is smart and the Wen family can't stop him, so there is nothing to worry about."

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes with a wistful look and whispered, "I can't wait."

Wei Wuxian said, "Huh?"

Lan Wangji said: "I don't know where the cloud is, it's already burned."

Wei Wuxian tentatively asked, "... Are everyone still there? Your uncle, your brother."

He originally thought that even if the head of the Lan family and Lan Wangji's father were seriously injured, Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen should still be able to take charge of the overall situation. Lan Wangji said dully, "Father is gone soon. My brother is missing."

Wei Wuxian's branch that was scribbling on the ground froze.

When we went up the mountain, the descendant of the aristocratic family said that the head of the Lan family was seriously injured. But he didn't expect that he would be seriously injured to the point of "almost gone". Maybe it's because Lan Wangji just received the latest news in the past two days, saying that his father is dying.

Although the head of the Lan family has been in seclusion all year round and is indifferent to external affairs, his father is his father. In addition, Lan Xichen is still missing. No wonder Lan Wangji has been particularly gloomy and angry today. Wei Wuxian was immediately embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around in confusion, his whole body froze.

The firelight reflected Lan Wangji's face like warm jade, and clearly illuminated the tear trail on his cheek.

Wei Wuxian was stunned, thinking: "It's fatal!"

A person like Lan Wangji might shed tears only a few times in his life, but it happened to happen to him one of these times. He hates seeing others shed tears. A woman's tears can't be seen, but when she sees them, she wants to go up and coax them, tease them, and make them cry and laugh. The man's tears were even more indescribable. He always felt that the tears of a usually strong man were more terrifying than accidentally seeing a well-behaved girl taking a shower, but he couldn't go up to comfort her.

Under the multiple blows of his family being burned down, his whole family being oppressed, his father in danger, his brother missing, and his body suffering from injuries, any comfort was feeble.

Wei Wuxian didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he turned his head away. After a long moment, he said, "That one, Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji said coldly: "Shut up."

Wei Wuxian shut up.

The firewood exploded loudly.

Lan Wangji said quietly: "Wei Ying, you are really annoying."

Wei Wuxian said, "Oh…"

He thought: "So many things happened, Lan Zhan was very upset, but there was still me dangling in front of him. No wonder he was so angry. His leg was injured and he had no strength to hit me, so he had to bite me... I think I'd better leave him a quiet place."

After holding it in for a while, he still said: "Actually, I don't want to bother you... I just want to know whether you are cold or not. The clothes are dry, I will give you the middle coat, and I will keep the outer coat."

The middle coat is his close-fitting clothing, and it was originally not suitable for Lan Wangji to wear, but his outer coat was already too dirty to be seen. People from the Gusu Lan Sect are all very clean by nature, so it seemed a bit offensive to give Lan Wangji such a piece of clothing. Lan Wangji didn't say anything or look at him, so Wei Wuxian threw the dried white middle coat next to him, put on his outer robe, and silently rolled out.

The two of them waited for three days.

There is no sun or moon in the cave. The reason why we know it is three days is all because of the Lan family's outrageous work and rest routine. They automatically fall asleep when the time comes and wake up automatically when the time comes. Therefore, it's easy to see how much sleep Lan Wangji has slept. Can tell time.

After these three days of recuperating, Lan Wangji's injury on his leg did not worsen and was slowly recovering, and he soon began to meditate again.

Wei Wuxian didn't appear in front of his eyes in the past few days. When Lan Wangji regained his composure, adjusted his mood, and became the calm and expressionless Lan Zhan again, he went back as if nothing had happened, and pretended shamelessly. I didn't see or hear anything that night, and I was very measured and stopped teasing him for fun. The two of them were neither cold nor hot when they got along, but they were peaceful.

During this period, the two of them snooped around the Black Pool many times. Slaughter Xuanwu has put all the corpses into the turtle shell. The huge black turtle shell floats on the water, like an indestructible giant warship. The first few times I heard the sound of heavy chewing coming from inside, but the next few times I couldn't hear it anymore. Instead, there was a sound similar to snoring after falling asleep, like bursts of muffled thunder.

The two of them originally thought about sneaking into the water while the monster was sleeping, looking for an escape hole. However, they could only linger under the water for a stick of incense before the monster would notice the movement. They searched several times, but still couldn't find the hole Jiang Cheng mentioned. Wei Wuxian wondered if it was blocked by a certain part of the monster's body, and wanted to lure it out of the water, but the monster seemed to be a big hole. After the quarrel, I got tired and became less active.

They picked up all the arrows, longbows, and iron irons scattered on the shore, and took them back to count. They found that there were more than a hundred arrows, more than thirty longbows, and a dozen iron irons.

At this time, it was already the fourth day.

Lan Wangji picked up a longbow with his left hand and carefully inspected its material. He plucked the bow string with his right hand, and a sonorous metallic sound came out.

This is the bow and arrow used by the Xianmen family to hunt monsters and monsters at night. The materials used to make the bow and arrows are extraordinary. Lan Wangji removed all the bow strings from the bow and connected them end to end to form one long string. He tightened the string with both hands, and then flicked it. The bow string flew out like lightning, a white light flashed through, and a rock three feet in front of him was shattered into pieces.

Lan Wangji withdrew his hand to close the string, and the bowstring made a sharp scream in the air.

Wei WuXian asked, "Xian Killing Technique?"

The Xian Killing Technique is one of the secret skills of the Gusu Lan Sect. It was created and passed down by Lan Yi, the granddaughter of the founder of the family, Lan An, and the third generation head of the family. Lan Yi is also the only female head of the Gusu Lan family. She repairs the piano. The piano has seven strings, which can be taken apart and put back together. The seven strings, which gradually become thicker and thinner, are playing noble tunes under her snow-white soft fingers. , the next moment she could cut bones and flesh into mud, becoming a fatal weapon in her hands.

The Blue Wing Chuang Xian Killing Technique is used to assassinate dissidents, so it has been criticized. The Gusu Lan Sect itself has a subtle evaluation of this sect leader, but it is undeniable that the String Killing Technique is also the most lethal of the Gusu Lan Sect's secret skills. A fighting strategy suitable for everyone.

Lan Wangji said: "Break it from the inside."

The tortoise shell is as solid as a fortress, and the skin is extremely hard, seemingly unbreakable. But the more so, the more fragile the body part hidden inside the turtle shell may be. Wei Wuxian had also thought about this in the past few days and knew it in his heart.

What he knows better is the current situation. After three days of rest, their current state has just reached its peak. And if you wait any longer and consume it, it will gradually decline. The fourth day has passed, and the rescuers still have not arrived.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to give it a try. If the two of them can work together to kill the massacre Xuanwu, they can escape from the water hole under the black pool.

Wei Wuxian said, "I agree, it's an internal attack. But I've heard about your string-killing technique. The inside of the turtle shell is restrained, which makes it difficult to perform. In addition, your leg injury has not healed, so I'm afraid it will be compromised when you use it, right?" "

This is the truth, Lan Wangji understands. They all understand that going into battle with force and insisting on doing things that they are not capable of doing will have no other effect than holding them back.

Wei Wuxian said, "Just listen to me."

A small half of the turtle shell of Slaughter Xuanwu is still floating on the surface of the black pool.

Its four claws, head and tail are all retracted. There is a large hole in front, and five small holes arranged on the left, right and back. Like an isolated island or a hill, the mountain is dark, uneven, covered with moss, and hung with long green and black algae.

Quietly, Wei Wuxian, carrying a bundle of feather arrows and iron irons on his back, like a thin silver fish, sneaked in front of the head cave of Slaughter Xuanwu.

A small part of the cave was submerged in the black pool water, so Wei Wuxian swam in along the current. After passing through the head hole, he turned into the inside of the turtle shell. Wei Wuxian's feet landed on the "ground", as if he had stepped on a thick layer of mud. The "mud" was still soaked in water, and the overwhelming stench forced him to almost curse.

The stench was rotten and sweet, and it reminded Wei Wuxian of a fat dead rat he had seen by a lake in Yunmeng before. He pinched his nose and thought to himself: "This damn place... Fortunately, Lan Lan didn't let it go." Zhan comes in. Even if he doesn't touch the Yangchun water with his fingers, he can't vomit immediately when he smells this smell. If he doesn't vomit, he will be fainted."

Slaughter Xuanwu made a gentle purring sound. Wei Wuxian walked quietly while holding his breath, his soles sinking deeper and deeper into the ground. After three steps, the mud-like thing was up to his knees. There seemed to be some hard lumps in the mud and pool water. Wei Wuxian stooped slightly, fumbled a few times, and suddenly touched something furry.

Like human hair.

Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand, knowing that this was the person dragged in by Slaughter Xuanwu. Touching again, I found another boot. Half of the leg in the boot was rotten to the point of being half flesh and half bone.

It seems that this monster is not very clean. The leftovers that it hadn't finished eating, or the parts that it hadn't had time to eat, leaked out from between its teeth. It spit out more and more into the shell, and over a hundred years, it piled up into a thick layer. At this moment, Wei Wuxian was standing in the mud of corpses made of broken limbs.

After crawling around for the past few days, his body was already too dirty to look at. Wei Wuxian didn't care about getting any more dirty, so he casually wiped his hands on his pants and continued walking forward.

The monster's snoring became louder and louder, the air waves became heavier and heavier, and the corpse mud on the soles of its feet became thicker and thicker. Finally, his hand gently touched the uneven skin of the monster. He slowly continued to explore along the skin. Sure enough, the head and neck were made of scales, and then there were pitted and hard epidermis. The skin became thinner and more fragile as you went down.

By this time, the corpse mud had reached Wei Wuxian's waist. Most of the corpses here have not been eaten, and the remaining bodies are in large pieces. They should not be called corpse mud, but corpse piles. Wei Wuxian reached behind his back, ready to take off the feather arrow and the iron iron, but found that the iron iron was stuck on something and couldn't be taken out.

He held the long pole of the iron and pulled it out with force. At the same time, the front end of the iron brought out something from the pile of corpses, making a slight "dang" sound.

Wei Wuxian immediately froze.

For a long time, there was no movement around, and the monster did not attack. He then breathed a sigh of relief silently, and thought to himself: "The iron iron seemed to be stuck by something just now, and the sound was also iron? It's still very long, let's see. Is it useful? If you are a poor man, it would be best if it is a high-grade sword!"

He stretched out his hand and touched something like that. It was long, blunt, and covered with rust.

The moment he held it, a scream rang in Wei Wuxian's ears.

The scream was like thousands of people wailing heart-rending despair in his ears. Suddenly, a chill ran down his arm and spread all over his body. Wei Wuxian was startled and jerked his hand away. He thought to himself: "What is this, such strong resentment!"

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly lit up, and a faint red-yellow light cast Wei Wuxian's shadow, illuminating a dark iron sword in front of him. The sword was inserted diagonally into the heart of his shadow.

This is inside the turtle shell of Slaughter Xuanwu. How can there be light?

Wei Wuxian turned around suddenly, and sure enough, a pair of big golden eyes was right at his fingertips.

Only then did he realize that the thunderous snoring had disappeared. And that red-yellow glimmer came from the eyes of Slaughter Xuanwu!

Slaughter Xuanwu bared his black and yellow fangs and roared.

Wei Wuxian stood right in front of its fangs, and was hit head-on by the sound wave of the roar. His ears almost exploded and his whole body ached. Seeing it bite, I quickly stuffed the bunch of iron irons into its mouth. The timing and position of this plug were just right, not more than an inch or an inch, and it stuck the monster's upper and lower jaws!

While the monster was grinning from ear to ear, Wei Wuxian thrust a bundle of feather arrows into its weakest skin. Although the feathered arrows were thin, Wei Wuxian made five of them into a bundle and thrust them into the monster's flesh until the tail feathers were submerged, like a poisonous needle. Under the intense pain, Slaughter Xuanwu bent the iron irons pressing against its teeth, and the seven or eight originally straight iron irons were suddenly bent into hook shapes by its powerful bite force. Wei Wuxian tied a few more arrows into its soft skin. This beast had never suffered such a big loss since its birth. It was in so much pain that the snake's body writhed vigorously in its shell, its head bumping against each other. Then, the pile of corpses tumbled over the river, like a mountain collapsing, and Wei Wuxian was almost buried in the rotting remains. Slaughter Xuanwu opened his eyes wide, his yellow eyes were ferocious, and he opened his teeth widely, as if he wanted to swallow mountains and rivers in one breath. The pile of corpses slid towards its mouth like a torrent. Wei Wuxian struggled desperately and swam upstream. Suddenly he caught an iron sword. His heart felt cold, and the screams and screams rang in his ears again.

Wei Wuxian's body had been sucked into Slaughter Xuanwu's mouth. Seeing that the monster was about to shut up, he grabbed the iron sword and repeated his old trick, jamming it between the monster's upper and lower jaws.

Nine out of ten of the internal organs in the body of this centuries-old monster are corrosive. As long as a person is swallowed, he will be melted into a wisp of smoke in an instant!

Wei Wuxian firmly grasped the iron sword, stuck in its mouth like a thorn, unable to move up or down. Slaughter Xuanwu banged his head for a while, unable to swallow the sting that kept him from closing his mouth, but he was unwilling to let go and finally rushed out!

It was frightened by Wei Wuxian in the turtle shell, and it seemed as if it was trying to escape from the shell entirely. It squeezed its body out with all its strength, so that the tender meat that was previously hidden and protected by this layer of armor was exposed. Lan Wangji had already put down the line on the hole in its head and had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Slaughter Xuanwu rushed out, he took up the string and flicked it on the string. The bow string vibrated and cut into the flesh!

This monster was forced by the two of them to work together, neither Cai nor Jin. It is a deformed monster, not a real mythical beast. It has no extraordinary mind in the first place. It went completely crazy under the stimulation of pain. It swung its head and tail, rampaged in the black pool, rolled and fluttered in a huge whirlpool, and stirred up a torrent of water. wave. But no matter how crazy it was, one of the two people was firmly stuck in its mouth, making it unable to bite and eat, while the other tightly used a string to strangle the vital part of its thin skin, cutting in inch by inch. The wound becomes deeper and deeper, and the blood bleeds more and more!

Lan Wangji held on tightly to the bow string without letting go for three hours.

Three hours later, Slaughter Xuanwu gradually stopped moving.

The vital part of the monster was almost separated from the body by Lan Wangji's bowstring. The force was too much, and the palms of his hands were already full of blood and scars. A huge turtle shell floats on the water. The water in the Black Pool has been dyed a purple-red color visible to the naked eye, and the smell of blood is as strong as the Shura Pool of Purgatory.

With a splash, Lan Wangji jumped into the water and swam near the snake's head. Slaughter Xuanwu's eyes were still wide open, his pupils dilated, but his fangs were still clenched tightly.

Lan Wangji said: "Wei Ying!"

No sound came out of the monster's mouth.

Lan Wangji suddenly stretched out his hand, grasped the upper and lower teeth, and spread them apart with force. He was swimming in the water and couldn't use any strength. It took him a while to break it open. I saw a dark iron sword stuck in the mouth of Slaughter Xuanwu. The hilt and tip of the sword had penetrated deeply into its mouth, and the sword body had been bent into an arc.

Wei Wuxian curled up like a shrimp, with his head lowered, and his hands still tightly grasped the weak blade of the iron sword, which was about to slip into the throat of Xuanwu Xuanwu. Lan Wangji immediately grabbed his collar and lifted him out. Slaughter Xuanwu's teeth opened, and the iron sword slipped into the water and sank to the bottom of the pool.

Wei Wuxian closed his eyes and lay softly on him, putting an arm on his shoulder. Lan Wangji held his waist and led him to float in the blood, saying, "Wei Ying!"

His hand was trembling slightly, and he was about to reach out to touch Wei Wuxian's face, but Wei Wuxian suddenly woke up and said, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you dead? Are you dead?!"

He fluttered, causing both of their bodies to sink in the water. Lan Wangji hugged his waist tightly and said, "Dead!"

Wei Wuxian's eyes were blank for a moment, as if he had difficulty reacting. He thought for a while and then said: "Dead? Dead... Okay! Dead. It kept barking just now, and it turned over while barking, which knocked me out. Oh. By the way, a hole! A hole under the water, let's go. Get out of the water hole."

Lan Wangji noticed that his reaction was different and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Wuxian perked up and said, "It's nothing! Let's get out quickly, without further delay."

Indeed, it's not too late. Lan Wangji nodded and said, "I'll take you."

Wei Wuxian said: "No need..." Lan Wangji's right hand was still holding his waist like an iron hoop, and he said without any argument: "Breathe in."

If you go into the water in such a dazed state, you might be in danger of an accident. Wei Wuxian didn't like to show off, so he nodded, ignoring the blood and dirt. The two of them took a deep breath and dived into the water.

After a while, two splashes of water appeared on the purple-red water surface, and the two of them emerged again.

Wei Wuxian spat out a mouthful of blood and wiped his face until it was covered in purple. He became more and more embarrassed and said, "What's going on?! Why is there no hole?!"

Jiang Cheng did say at that time that there was a water cave under the Black Pool that could accommodate five or six people passing through at the same time, and other members of the aristocratic family did indeed escape from that cave entrance. Wei Wuxian originally thought that he couldn't find it because he was blocked by the body of Slaughter Xuanwu, but now Slaughter Xuanwu's body has moved its position, and there is no water hole where it was originally located.

Lan Wangji's hair was wet and dripping with water, and he didn't answer. The two of them looked at each other and thought of a terrible possibility.

I'm afraid... Slaughter Xuanwu was in severe pain, and the claws of the beast raked wildly, shaking the underwater rocks, or kicked them somewhere, and just blocked the only escape hole...

Wei Wuxian broke free from Lan Wangji's arm and plunged into the water, Lan Wangji followed suit. It was easy to find, but I still couldn't find a cave entrance. Not even one person can pass through.

Wei Wuxian asked, "What should we do?"

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Go up first."

Wei Wuxian waved his hand and said, "...Go up."

Both of them were exhausted and swam slowly to the shore. When they came out of the water, they were all bloody purple. Wei Wuxian took off his clothes, wrung them dry and shook them hard, and couldn't help but curse: "Are you kidding us? I was thinking that if no one came to save us, I didn't have the strength to kill, so I came here to follow He did it. Finally, he did it to death, and this bastard stepped on the hole and collapsed it. Damn it!"

When he heard the word "fuck", Lan Wangji's eyebrows twitched. He wanted to say something, but he held it back.

Wei Wuxian shook his clothes vigorously while cursing, and suddenly his feet went weak. Lan Wangji rushed forward to support him. Wei Wuxian held his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm exhausted. By the way, Lan Zhan, did you see that I just grabbed a sword in its mouth? Where's the sword?"

Lan Wangji said: "It sank to the bottom of the water. What happened?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Sinked? Then forget it."

When he was holding the sword tightly, he kept hearing the overwhelming screams in his ears, and he felt chilled all over and felt dizzy. That iron sword must be something extraordinary. This basalt-slaying monster had eaten at least five thousand people, and many of them must have been alive when it was dragged completely into the turtle shell. This heavy sword may be a relic of a devoured monk. It has been hiding in the pile of corpses in the turtle shell for at least four hundred years, soaked in the deep resentment and pain of countless living and dead people, and heard their screams.

Wei Wuxian wanted to put the sword away and take a good look at the piece of iron, but since it had sunk and he was trapped here and couldn't get out, he didn't want to mention it for the time being. If he mentions it too much, Lan Wangji will catch the clue, and it will easily lead to another dispute. Wei Wuxian waved his hand and thought to himself, "It's really not a good thing!"

He shuffled forward and continued walking, Lan Wangji quietly following behind him. Before he had taken two steps, Wei Wuxian softened again.

Lan Wangji supported him again. This time, he put a hand on his forehead, pondered for a moment, and said, "Wei Ying, you... are so hot."

Wei Wuxian put his hand on his forehead and said, "You are also very hot."

Lan Wangji took his hand away and said calmly, "It's because your hands are cold."

Wei WuXian said, "I seem to be a little dizzy."

Four or five days ago, he threw all the chopped herbs in the sachet onto Lan Wangji's legs. He just wiped the brand wound on his chest. He hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, and he had just gone into the corpse pool to writhe again. , finally worsened.

Wei Wuxian had a fever.

After forcing himself to walk for a while, Wei Wuxian became more and more dizzy and couldn't walk anymore. He simply sat down on the same spot and asked in confusion: "Why did he get a fever so easily? I haven't had a fever in several years."

Lan Wangji didn't want to comment on his "so easy" comment, so he said, "Lie down."

Wei Wuxian followed his instructions and lay down. Lan Wangji held his hand and sent him spiritual power.

After lying down for a while, Wei Wuxian sat up again. Lan Wangji said: "Lie down."

Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand and said, "You don't have to lose to me, I don't even have much left."

Lan Wangji grabbed his hand again and repeated, "Lie down."

A few days ago, Lan Wangji had no strength and was frightened and tormented by him. Today, it was finally Wei Wuxian's turn to have no strength and could only let him manipulate him.

But Wei Wuxian was unwilling to be lonely even if he was lying down. After a while, he shouted: "Zhongren. Zhuangren."

Lan Wangji said, "What do you want?"

Wei WuXian said, "Lie somewhere else."

Lan Wangji said: "Where do you want to lie down at this time?"

Wei WuXian said, "I'll lend you your legs to lie down on."

Lan Wangji said expressionlessly: "Stop making trouble."

Wei WuXian said, "I'm serious. I feel dizzy. You're not a girl, so why are you afraid of borrowing it to lie down on?"

Lan Wangji said: "It's not a girl's house, and you can't lie down casually."

Seeing him frown, Wei Wuxian said, "I'm not making trouble, so don't make trouble. I'm not convinced, Lan Zhan, tell me why?"

Lan Wangji said: "Why why?"

Wei Wuxian reluctantly turned over, lying on the ground, and said, "Who doesn't say that I hate you, but you like me in your heart? Why do you always have a bad attitude towards me when it's your turn? This is what we have done. It's my fate, I don't want to borrow my legs to lie down on, and you want to teach me a lesson. Are you a teenager?"

Lan Wangji said softly, "You're confused because of the fever."

Maybe he was really confused because of the fever. After a while, Wei Wuxian fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, he felt that he was lying down well, as if he was actually pillowing on someone's lap, and a cool hand was placed on his forehead. It felt very comfortable, and he felt happy. He rolled around happily, and no one scolded him. He rolled to the ground, his head was gently touched, and he was picked up and continued to rest on his legs.

But after waking up, he was still lying on the ground. At best, there was a pile of leaves on the back of his head, which made it a little more comfortable to pillow him. Lan Wangji sat far away from him and lit a fire. The light from the fire made his face look like jade, warm and gentle.

Wei WuXian thought to himself, "It is indeed a dream."

The two of them had no way of escaping on their own and were trapped in a cave. They could only wait for the Yunmeng Jiang Sect's rescue. Two more days passed. For the past two days, Wei Wuxian had been suffering from a low fever, waking up and sleeping. It was only thanks to Lan Wangji's intermittently sending him spiritual power that he could barely maintain the current situation from deteriorating.

Wei Wuxian said, "Ah. So boring."

Wei Wuxian: "It's really boring."

Wei Wuxian: "It's too quiet."

Wei Wuxian: "Ah——"

Wei Wuxian: "I'm hungry. Lan Zhan, get up and get something to eat. Get some of that bastard meat."

Wei Wuxian: "Forget it, don't eat it. The meat of this man-eating monster must be smelly. You'd better not move."

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan, why are you looking like this? You're so bored. You have your mouth and eyes closed, and you don't talk to me or look at me. You practice Zen, you are a monk? Yes, your ancestors are like this Monk. I forgot."

Lan Wangji said: "Quiet. You are still burning. Don't talk. Save your strength."

Wei Wuxian said, "You finally spoke up. How many days have we been waiting? Why hasn't anyone come to save us yet?"

Lan Wangji said: "Not even a day."

Wei Wuxian hid his face and said, "Why is it so difficult? It must be because I'm with you. It would be great if Jiang Cheng was the one who stayed. It would be more interesting to scold him than to be with you now. Jiang Cheng! Where did you die! It's been almost seven days!!!"

Lan Wangji poked a branch into the fire. This poke actually brought out a wave of sword intent, causing sparks to fly up and down. He said coldly: "Rest."

Wei Wuxian curled up into a ball of shrimp again, faced him, and said, "Are you mistaken? I just woke up and you asked me to rest. Do you really not want to see me in my waking state?"

Taking back the branch, Lan Wangji said calmly: "You are overthinking."

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "He is invulnerable to oil and salt, and is invulnerable to weapons and bullets. He is not as interesting as the Lan Zhan who had a face as black as the bottom of an old pot a few days ago, who spoke with a tone, and who would bite when he was anxious. But Lan Zhan like this It's hard to come by, and I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see it again in the future."

He said: "I'm so bored. Lan Zhan, let's chat. You start."

Lan Wangji said, "You used to take a break whenever you could."

Wei WuXian said, "You're so boring. It's so dry that I don't want to take it anymore. But I'll give you some face, so I'd better take it. Let me tell you, I've always been the best at Lotus Pier. I don't sleep until after I'm ugly. I often stay up all night."

Lan Wangji said: "Illegal behavior. Bad habit."

Wei WuXian said, "Do you think everyone is like the people in your family?"

Lan Wangji said: "It needs to be changed."

Wei Wuxian covered his ears and said, "I'm sick. I'm running a fever. Brother Lan, can you say something nice to comfort this poor me?"

Lan Wangji remained silent, and Wei Wuxian said, "Can't speak? Okay, I know. Then if you can't speak, can you sing? Can you sing?"

He originally just said it casually, wasting time chatting with Lan Wangji, and didn't expect him to agree at all. Who knows, after a long moment of silence, a low and soft song slowly echoed in the empty cave.

Lan Wangji actually sang.

Wei Wuxian closed his eyes, turned over, spread his limbs, and said, "It sounds good."

He asked: "What is the name of this piece of music?"

Lan Wangji seemed to whisper something, and Wei Wuxian opened his eyes and asked, "What's your name?"