Chapter 58: Wen Lanzhi is sick

When Wen Lanzhi woke up, she found herself in a room with a splitting headache.

She covered her head, looking hungover.

"Girl, you're awake!" the old lady came in. "Have a cup of hot water."

"Where am I?" Wen Lanzhi looked at the unfamiliar room and asked in confusion.

She remembered that she went to the fairy mountain to look for Qinqing fruit, and then the gods came and wanted to slaughter them.

She was pushed down the mountain, but the barrier around the fairy mountain did not open.

She turned around and saw a giant white snake fighting with the green dragon. The green dragon's claws scratched the white scales, and red blood hung on its body, which was very glaring.

But the green snake didn't get any good results either, as one of its claws was torn off.

The nine gods cast a formation, the Azure Dragon withdrew, and the White Snake was led to the center of the formation and could not escape.

He suddenly burst out with a strong demonic power, but it was not directed towards the Nine Gods Formation, but towards the barrier surrounding the fairy mountain.

The barrier was shattered and they escaped, but the White Snake had no chance to escape again.

She looked at the white snake, which had given up struggling and kept looking in her direction.

They seemed to be looking at each other, and the White Snake kept looking at her. Her heart felt like it was stabbed deeply, and she didn't know why.

She went in the opposite direction of the crowd, she wanted to save the white snake.

Many monsters followed her, all wanting to rescue the White Snake. They told her that it was Wu Ciyan.

"Wu Ci Yan..." Wen Lanzhi remembered this name. It was so familiar, as if it was engraved on her heart. Every time she read it, a little blood would seep out of the wound.

Wu Ci Yan burst out with demonic power once again, as if he was making a last-ditch effort.

The demonic power he unleashed once again still failed to break the Nine Gods Formation, but it turned into a gust of wind that pushed everyone out of Xianyue Mountain.

Wen Lanzhi was pushed out by the wind, hit a tree and fainted.

Wake up and be here.

"This is my home," the old lady explained with a smile. "I found you when I was out collecting herbs. You can rest here with me. Where is your home? Do you remember?"

"My home..." Wen Lanzhi couldn't say it for a moment. She remembered that she had been wandering for three hundred years, and where was her home?

But she couldn't remember why she was wandering.

A thought flashed through her mind, but she held on to it firmly, "I want to go back... Wencheng, I want to find Xuezhi, I want to remember..." Wu Ci Yan.

"Wencheng..." the old lady thought, "What a coincidence! We are right next to Wencheng. Can you ride a horse? I have a donkey at home. I'll lend it to you first."

"Borrow? I'll give you money." Wen Lanzhi reached out to touch her purse, but before she touched her purse, she first touched a bulging wallet.

She was stunned. She didn't remember having this purse.

She took it out, and it was full of valuable jewels, with only a few small coins.

"Oh, and she's a rich lady." The old lady laughed. If she could send this lady back safely, she might even get a reward.

Wen Lanzhi didn't remember having this purse. She put it away and continued to reach for her purse, which was also bulging.

She poured out all the gold and silver in her purse, held it in her hands, and handed it to the old lady, saying, "Please help me buy a horse."

"Okay." The old lady took it and said, "Then rest a little longer, young lady. I will prepare the horse for you tonight. You can set off anytime you want."

"Auntie." Wen Lanzhi called her.

"What's the matter?" the old lady asked as she counted the money in her hand. She smiled happily. Her face was round and when she smiled, she looked like a plump bun.

Wen Lanzhi asked, "Do you know how Wu Ciyan is doing?"

The old lady paused, the smile on her face froze. After a moment, she said, "He's dead."

Wen Lanzhi's body froze.

The aunt went out.

After a stick of incense had passed, Wen Lanzhi finally digested those three words.

Her stomach ached so much that she had to curl up.

She didn't know if it was her stomach, she just felt like a big hand was pressing down on her internal organs.

it hurts……

it hurts!

She lay in bed, feeling sick.

I don't know where this illness started, but it's getting worse.

Until she got on the horse the next day, she was listless and her face was pale.

She didn't eat a single bite of the food that her aunt prepared for her.

She wandered slowly down the street and passed by a wonton shop.

She likes eating wontons and buys a bowl every time she passes by.

She dismounted as usual, went into the store, and ordered a bowl of wontons.

The wontons were steaming hot and she took a bite.

"Hmm! Delicious." She seemed to have regained some of her spirit and chattered on as usual, "The filling here is thick and the skin is thin. It's really rare to find a shop like this that has vegetarian fillings. You should try..."

Wen Lanzhi turned her head and found no one around her.

Isn't she always alone?

She has been alone all the time, why did she subconsciously say something.

Does she like talking to herself so much?

She didn't even realize it.

She looked up at the sky.

Am I not always alone?

Isn’t it?

Why do I feel like... it's not...?

She mounted her horse, and the horse jolted, and a piece of paper fell out of her pocket.

Wen Lanzhi subconsciously reached out to grab it, and then she discovered that her clothes had many large pockets, but none of them were open, with only a small gap to stuff things in.

She flipped the note over: "Oh no! Why do I always forget to tell Wu Ciyan "I love you"? Today's fireworks are perfect! I must remember next time! I must remember!"

She dismounted and found an inn.

The innkeeper took one look at the horse she had left outside without even tying it up, raised an eyebrow, and wanted to call her back, but seeing how distraught she looked, he decided not to. He went out and tied up the horse himself.

Wen Lanzhi went into the room and hurriedly tore open her pocket. The paper inside was wrinkled, so she opened it carefully.

"Today's wontons aren't tasty at all. It turns out Wu Ciyan deliberately put chili peppers in them! I'll get revenge tomorrow!"

"If Wu Ciyan hadn't attacked me while I was building the snowman, the sun would have risen from the west."

"Wu Ciyan bought me a really, really beautiful hairpin today, in the shape of a white snake!"

…

She watched for a long time, saw the sun set, saw the moon rise in the sky, saw the sky turn pale, and saw the sun rise directly overhead.

She hasn't finished reading it yet.

But she saw the most important letter: "Wen Lanzhi, after losing my memory, do you know why I wear this outfit every day? Do you know why I only use magic to clean dirty clothes, never washing them with water?" (Don't worry, I know you love cleanliness, and magic can clean them even better than washing with water. Don't despise your past self.) Because I hope that no matter what time it is, you will remember Wu Ciyan. You must remember that you are two people, not just one. Whether you still remember him or not, you must save him! You must save him! Otherwise, you will regret it!"

All the papers in the pocket were torn off one by one, only this letter was a whole sheet, and it was wrapped in an envelope.

He probably hoped that this would be the first thing she saw when she opened her pocket.

Wen Lanzhi's throat was sore, but she couldn't cry.

She stared blankly at the sun outside the window. She only knew that she still owed Wu Ci Yan a "I love you".

She got up and went out.

"Hey, girl!" the shopkeeper saw her and called out hurriedly, "Are you checking out? Don't you want your horse anymore?"

Wen Lanzhi was slow to react, and it took her a while to realize what he was saying, "Oh, yes, have you seen my horse?"

The shopkeeper pursed his lips speechlessly and asked someone to bring the horse out for her.

"Thank you." Wen Lanzhi said.

She mounted her horse and rushed to Wencheng.

This time, she had a clear destination, and she moved as fast and fierce as the winter wind, no longer like a wandering soul without feet like she did yesterday.

Before doing anything, she should really go back to Wencheng first.

Since the wind brought her here, she would take advantage of the wind to take a last look at her former tea shop.

In three hundred years, Wencheng has changed a lot, especially the place just after entering the city.

She originally thought of going into the teahouse to have a cup of tea and chat with Xuezhi.

But the former teahouse has become a three-story teahouse with red pavilions, brothels, carved beams and painted buildings.

She touched the purse. She now knew that it was Wu Ci Yan's purse.

She didn't want to spend the money. She wanted to wait until she found Wu Ci Yan and return the jade intact.

A child walked out of the teahouse.

Wen Lanzhi was stunned. This was not Xuezhi.

The child looked at her with a smile and said, "Sir, would you like some tea? Please come in!"

Wen Lanzhi looked solemn and asked, "Where's Xuezhi?"

"Xuezhi? Are you talking about my master?" the child asked doubtfully. "My master is resting upstairs. Do you want to see him? May I ask your name, sir? I'll go up and inform you."

Wen Lanzhi smiled and said, "No need." She just wanted to know that Xuezhi was safe.

The child asked, "Is there anything you need? I can help you pass it on."

Wen Lanzhi said, "It's nothing. I happened to pass by three hundred years ago and had a small talk with your master. But three hundred years have passed, so your master might not remember me."

The child said, "Hey! My master has a great memory! Please wait a moment, sir. I will go and inform you now!"

"No..." Before Wen Lanzhi finished her words, the child had already run upstairs.

Wen Lanzhi took a casual look and saw that there were many customers in the teahouse and quite a few waiters working there.

She mounted her horse, turned, and galloped away.

She didn't have many connections in heaven, but she thought of a way to go to heaven!

She turned and went to the largest temple in Wencheng. When she went there, it was still daytime, when the incense was at its peak.

"Get out!" She held the sword and looked at the two monsters who were kneeling.

The two monsters were stunned.

Wen Lanzhi shouted again: "Get out!"

Not only did the two of them go out, but the monsters around them all retreated in a hurry.

Wen Lanzhi lit the prepared torch and the tablecloth on the altar.

There were exclamations all around.

Seeing the fire growing bigger and bigger, all the monsters in the temple fled in panic and reported to the authorities.

Wen Lanzhi threw the torch away, turned around, and prepared to burn the next temple.

Footsteps were heard, and soldiers arrived and surrounded the entire temple.

Wen Lanzhi took out her sword, looked at the leader, and said, "If you want to stop me, then let's see if you have the ability."

The leader said, "If we can't stop you, there are still heavenly soldiers to stop you. If the heavenly soldiers can't stop you, there are still gods to stop you!"

He: "I killed Wu Ciyan, so why can't I kill you?"

Wen Lanzhi tilted her head and smiled, "Okay, then let them stop me. I couldn't ask for more."

She raised her sword and slashed forward.

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The author has something to say: The overall tone of our story is sweet, but these few chapters are a bit bumpy, but it will be over soon! The reminiscence is almost over, and it will be sweet soon!