Chapter 158: Destiny 4 I hate deception the most, so I never lie to others...
As soon as Li Yanze held the silver blade, he felt the powerful spiritual power in it. This spiritual power did not need to be called upon by the user and was quite suitable for mortals like Qi Youwei.
The silver light quickly penetrated into the meridians in his body and began to circulate. Li Yanze made a hand gesture with one hand and rushed forward with the other hand tightly grasping the silver blade, first slowing down the black tiger's movements, then getting close to the monster and finishing it off with a single blow.
Blood splattered, and Li Yanze retreated sideways, only splashing on the side of his face. His expression when performing a spell was always different from his usual silly look, calm to the point of being frightening.
Close combat, warm blood, beating heart and pulse, all ended with one sword. The Taoist priest, who was so compassionate and kind that he looked silly, had only calmness in his eyes.
Qi Youwei covered his chest and looked down at the hand that threw the silver blade. He was really confused, and now the existence of the silver blade was exposed.
It will be even harder to kill him in the future.
Li Yanze shook it and wiped the blood off the silver blade, his face returning to his usual silly and happy expression. Qi You frowned and called himself a fool again.
Giving this thing to Li Yanze is no different from letting a tiger go back to the mountains. He spent so much effort on it, but he didn't really want to save him.
"It's a really good thing, it can be considered a magic weapon."
Li Yanze wiped his face casually, leaving a red patch on the side of his cheek. When he looked up, he saw Qi Youwei holding his chest and curled up, almost unable to stand, so he quickly ran to his side.
The silver blade transformed into a silver ring and was wrapped around Qi Youwei's wrist. Li Yanze paid no attention to it. He summoned the last bit of his spiritual power, made a hand gesture, gently lifted his wrist and moved it away, with his fingers pointing at his heart.
The spiritual power went straight into his heart.
Li Yanze didn't dare to do this before, and only dared to check. But now that he knew that he was born with a flaw, his bones were excellent, but his heart meridian was flawed, he dared to inject spiritual power into his body.
Qi Youwei's brows relaxed unconsciously, and the warm and comfortable feeling made his heavy heart seem to lighten. Qi Youwei half leaned on Li Yanze and smelled the strong smell of blood on him.
There is no dull pain in my heart now, only the sound of my heartbeat that keeps speeding up and never calms down is still making its presence felt.
"Are you feeling better?" Li Yanze half-embraced Qi Youwei. Qi Youwei was almost a head taller than him, so he always felt awkward hugging her.
“…Much better.”
Li Yanze was relieved when he heard him whisper this, and he moved closer, putting his palm close to Qi Youwei's heart. Qi Youwei couldn't help but hold his breath and blinked twice.
"Don't be nervous, relax." Li Yanze concentrated on checking his condition, and when he sensed that he was holding his breath, he immediately patted his arm.
"Why did you jump so fast? But it's safe for now." Li Yanze withdrew his hand, stepped back half a step, looked up and smiled at Qi You.
The moonlight probably has a special preference for such a brainless fool. The bright white moonlight soaks into his beautiful and clear eyes, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows is bright red.
Qi Youwei turned his eyes away, took a half step back, and coughed softly: "It's late at night, are we still going down the mountain?"
Li Yanze scratched his head. It was indeed not a good idea to go down the mountain now. It would be better to find a place to treat his wound and recuperate, and then go down the mountain early tomorrow morning.
"It's best to spend the night in the mountains." Li Yanze covered the wound on his waist and abdomen with one hand. Although it was bleeding, he acted as if nothing happened.
"But can you bear it?" Li Yanze looked at Qi Youwei, and he was worried about Qi Youwei.
Qi You smiled slightly and shook his head: "What's so unbearable?"
"Ah, that's good." Li Yanze nodded, walked to the front to protect Qi Youwei, and said casually: "I thought that a nobleman like you who lives in luxury could not stand the roughness of the mountains and fields."
His tone was so matter-of-fact that Qi Youwei was startled and before he could react, the smile froze on his face.
"What...Mr.?"
Li Yanze turned around and smiled, still looking silly. "If you don't want to admit it, then I won't say it."
Qi You was slightly shocked. Is this fool really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?
"I just don't know what you're talking about." Qi Youwei's tone was lighter, with obvious tentativeness.
Li Yanze smiled, his ponytail fluttering as he walked, and his laughter was clear. "Oh, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Your daily food, clothing and daily necessities are no different from those of the villagers. The furnishings in your house are simple, and you really can't tell what's going on. But you wear different clothes every day. Although they are all purple, the styles and stitching are different if you look closely."
"Although the clothes are made of ordinary cotton cloth, there is not even a trace of mending, let alone patches."
Qi You's face was slightly wooden: "I just spent all my money on clothes. My family is quite wealthy."
Li Yanze brushed aside the branches and grass, stretched out his hand and naturally pulled Qi Youwei to hurry on, and smiled again: "Okay, but the white hair tip in your teapot is worth a fortune. Not only do you need to be rich, I'm afraid you have to be a prince or noble to get it."
Qi Youwei didn't say anything, but couldn't help asking him, "Don't you not drink tea?"
"I don't drink, but I know a lot of people who have traveled all over the country." Li Yanze used that light tone again.
Qi Youwei said nothing, his face sullen.
Not long after, Li Yanze followed the sound of water and found a pool of water, a stream, a small waterfall, and a simple cave.
Li Yanze walked quickly into the cave and took out a small bag with familiarity. Inside was medicine, a fire starter, a knife, and even cinnabar and blank talisman paper.
"Fortunately they are all still there."
Qi Youwei had nothing to understand. This guy probably lived here before and his luggage was also placed here. No wonder he brought him here so familiarly.
Li Yanze was busy all the time, covering his bleeding wound and started to make the straw bed. Qi Youwei was still observing the environment, and when he turned around, he had already made the bed.
She looked at him stupidly while bleeding: "You sleep here, the grass is soft and padded with a cloth so it won't get dirty."
Qi Youwei looked at his left hand stained with blood. His arms and waist were still bleeding, turning his bamboo green Taoist robe into two colors.
Isn't he in pain? Why did I think of making a bed for him first?
"Don't you want to take care of it? You're still bleeding."
Li Yanze wiped it twice, and two bloody palm prints appeared on the plain clothes: "Ah, it's dirty. I'll go wash it later, so that the smell won't keep you awake."
Qi Youwei's heart clenched, he really wanted to see what this idiot was thinking.
Li Yanze suddenly stared at Qi Youwei's face curiously and smiled foolishly: "You finally stopped laughing."
"I've been wanting to say this for a long time. If you don't want to laugh, don't force yourself to laugh. It takes effort."
A fool doesn't judge the situation and just speaks his mind. Qi You closed his eyes slightly and turned his head away: "Go and treat the wound quickly."
Li Yanze said nothing more, and first took the tinder to light the fire. Then he took the wine bag and the wound medicine out. Qi Youwei sat upright beside the fire, and even in such a situation, he still maintained his demeanor.
The firelight was bright and warm, and his hands and feet were very hot, but Qi Youwei's expression remained gloomy. The firelight was reflected on his face, and a faint shadow was cast from his brow. His lips were pale and purple, like an evil spirit.
"Fool."
Qi Youwei himself didn't know whether he was scolding Li Yanze or making fun of himself.
Not long after, Qi Youwei couldn't help but stand up and stood quietly at the entrance of the cave to look at the young man not far away.
Li Yanze sat cross-legged on the grass, his shirt half-taken off. His black hair hanging down from a ponytail half covered his back. The young man's beautiful and firm back was reflected in the moonlight, fair and slender, but with all the necessary lines.
When he slightly bent over, his back spine protruded, and the bloody cuts on his arms violently destroyed the picture-like scene.
Qi Youwei couldn't help but quietly take two steps forward. At first glance, he saw the bloody wound on his waist and abdomen. He held the wine in the wine bag and poured it roughly onto the wound.
The light red blood flowed down, and the water droplets licked his skin, soaked his clothes, or fell into the grass.
It must have been extremely painful. His muscles were tense, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, he breathed softly, and a red mark appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Qi Youwei didn't know what he was looking at. When he was picked up before, he had seen everything he should and shouldn't have seen. But at that time, he didn't have any thoughts, and everything was calm.
But at this moment, her heart, which had been so well ironed, was exhausted and beating rapidly, and she felt numb from the soles of her feet to her fingertips as if she was empathizing with his every expression of endurance.
Li Yanze's fingers were shaking, his hands were slippery with blood and wine, and he couldn't hold the medicine bottle steadily. In the end, he bit open the cork himself and poured the medicine into the wound.
He broke out in a cold sweat, his black hair stuck to his back and collarbone, and a strand of hair on his forehead was wet, hooking on the edge of his pale lips.
Qi You stared at the strand of hair in a daze, frowned in annoyance, and finally walked over with his sleeves swung.
The pungent smell of alcohol, strong medicine and blood mixed with each other made people frown. Qi Youwei snatched the medicine bottle from his hand, and his pale and blue fingers were immediately stained with red.
"Why did you come out?" Li Yanze raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised. Qi You glanced at him, glanced at his pink spots, and suddenly took off his outer robe and covered him.
"It will get dirty." Li Yanze stretched out his hand to take it away, but his hand was dirty so he didn't touch it, and moved uncomfortably. When he moved, the hideous wound began to bleed, and Qi Youwei's eyebrows jumped.
"I know you like cleanliness and don't like things with strong smells. I'm used to doing all these. You go back. I'll clean up and come back right away..."
It's so noisy.
Qi Youwei took a deep breath and finally couldn't help it. "Shut up."
Li Yanze's cat-like eyes widened for a moment, then he suddenly closed his mouth and pursed his lips, and two dimples appeared on the sides of his face that had not yet faded.
Qi You quickly applied the medicine to him, tore off the hem of his shirt, and bandaged him without saying a word. After that, he grabbed his wrist and gently rinsed it with wine.
Li Yanze couldn't help but tense up because of the pain. Qi Youwei's hands were cold and he clamped his wrists like shackles, preventing him from moving.
After everything was settled, Qi Youwei noticed that Li Yanze was still looking at him stupidly.
Why are you blinking? You'll look like a fool.
Qi You lowered his eyes slightly and tied the knot: "Okay, go back and warm yourself by the fire, be careful not to catch a cold."
Qi Youwei washed his hands beside the cold pond, his face colder than the water. Li Yanze came over to help wash, occasionally tilting his head to check Qi Youwei's expression.
Qi Youwei had never known that he would lose his composure so frequently. He frowned and looked at Li Yanze: "What do you want to say?"
Li Yanze glanced upwards. Qi Youwei didn't know what he was looking at and clenched his cold fingertips.
"You have a small mole in the crease of your eyelid. It's invisible when you smile, but when you get angry, it's very obvious."
Qi Youwei suddenly stood up, turned around and left, with the hem of his white undershirt torn to tatters.
Li Yanze scratched his hair, followed him back to the cave with his things in his arms, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else. I feel like you seem to be in a bad mood today. Is it because of me?"
This fool is too smart when he shouldn't be.
Li Yanze sat by the fire to dry his robe. He had just rubbed it twice beside the bed, but there was still a smell. Unlike his purple robe, it had a bit of body temperature and a light and distant medicinal fragrance, which was quite pleasant.
"Is it because my words upset you?"
Li Yanze was roasting his clothes. After asking, he continued to talk to himself: "When I was in the sect, my senior brother said that I was stupid and had a bad mouth. Sooner or later, I would be chased and beaten when I traveled in the martial arts world."
"If you're unhappy and tell me to shut up like you did just now, I won't say anything. And you don't have to smile at me like you did before. I know you don't want to laugh sometimes, but you don't make your words clear, so I can't understand..."
"Shut up."
Li Yanze immediately closed his mouth again, dimpled his lips, and smiled at him ingratiatingly.
Qi Youwei's pupils shrank, and he turned his head to stare at the blazing flames, stroking the silver ring with his cold fingertips. After a long while, he suddenly asked him, "Are you going to leave tomorrow when we go down the mountain?"
After waiting for a while without hearing a reply, Qi Youwei raised his head and saw him pointing at his closed mouth.
"Speak." Qi Youwei took a deep breath before speaking.
"No, I'm not leaving. My injuries haven't healed yet, and my spiritual power hasn't recovered. At least I need to recover and set up an exorcism formation in Taoxi Village before leaving."
After Li Yanze finished speaking, he looked at Qi Youwei and smiled: "And you."
Qi Youwei tightened his hands slightly. What did this cunning fool know and what did he not know? He seemed to understand nothing, yet his sudden and sharp insight was frightening.
What? Do you want to eliminate this threat before leaving?
"You are my savior, so I must repay you with all my strength. Don't worry, although I only know a rough outline of Tianque, my senior brother is very powerful, and our sect also has a library. I will definitely find a way to save you."
Li Yanze didn't smile when he said this. He looked at Qi Youwei with his eyes reflected by the firelight and made a firm promise to him.
Qi Youwei raised his eyebrows slightly, almost imperceptibly, and turned his head away.
"Really? My senior brother knows Tianque very well. If he hadn't mentioned it to me, I wouldn't have known you were Tianque."
Li Yanze thought he didn't believe it and explained to him eagerly.
"Maybe I'm your destined one?" Li Yanze moved closer to him and bumped into him lightly.
Qi You lowered his eyes slightly, smiled, and hummed.
This makes sense, this fool only knows that he is Tianque. He doesn't know that his golden elixir is Tianque's medicine, doesn't know his plans, and doesn't even know who is the reason why his spiritual power cannot be used.
"Really, I won't lie to you." Li Yanze held his face to the fire and assured softly, "What I hate most is concealing and deceiving, so I never lie to anyone."
Qi Youwei didn't know why, but he felt upset for a moment because of this sentence.
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