no soul

Chapter 151

"Why does he stay awake?"

Yu Tian is also sitting on the steps of the door drinking, the setting sun is about to fall in the distance, the sun is shining all over the sky, and the warm light shines on her maroon clothes.

Lin Hong walked over to sit beside her and asked her.

"How do I know? Why don't you go to Gui Fang and ask him?" Yu Tian also rolled his eyes and took a sip of wine.

In the past few days, Yutian also likes to ignore Lin Hong. He just checks on the situation of Wan Guchuan from time to time, and gives Lin Hong a prescription for medicine. At other times, he rides a horse and doesn't know where to go. He sits in front of the door and drinks like this. All very rarely.

Lin Hong really began to think about what she said.

But if it would be useful to ask Wan Guchuan when he entered the ghost, then Wan Guchuan would not have thought that he was dead and not told himself.

It's also annoying to think about it, and it's a little tricky to play tricks.

When he wakes up, this account must be settled.

Before returning, Wan Guchuan said "together with you", but how did he "harmonize"?Could he see himself unconscious in bed?Can he do it himself?

Soul return or something?

The more Lin Hong thought about it, the more outrageous he became, and finally he could only sigh.

Yu Tian also glanced at him, "It's useless to worry, you can't help him wake up."

"Is it because the medicine is not expensive enough? If you prescribe boldly, I can find any medicine." Lin Hong is rich and powerful.

Yu Tian also laughed out of anger, "Do you think I'm saving money for you?"

Lin Hong looked at her for a while, "Oh, you are a famous doctor, so I believe you naturally."

"Hmph." Yu Tian also snorted coldly.

"How should I thank you?" Lin Hong asked her.

Yu Tian also looked at the sunset for a long time. The children of the world can afford it, so she laughed and shook her hip flask, "More wine."

"No. Change to another." Lin Hong said.

"..." Yu Tianyi: "Why not? Your gratitude is not sincere."

"Your father won't let you drink."

"Then you can't keep him from knowing?"

"No. You're still young."

"? You're so fucking young. I've already caught up."

"That's because I'm still young."

"Tsk."

"It's time to eat." Cheng Jinjiu poked his head out from the back of the room to call them, and wiped his hands on the bib, looking very virtuous.

Well, they still eat Yu Tianyi's favorite sweet and sour fish for dinner today.

Lin Hong: "..."

"I'm leaving later." Yu Tian also said at the dinner table.

"Later?" Lin Hong was surprised that she had to leave so suddenly.

"Yes, there are some things that should not be delayed any longer." Yu Tian also put down his chopsticks and stretched.She was waiting for Lin Hong outside the door just now to say goodbye to him, but she still wanted to stay for dinner by accident.

Lin Hong also couldn't say anything to persuade him to stay. It was not a matter of course for Yu Tianyi to help him. It was the best of humanity to be able to do this. He could only say: "Take care."

Yu Tian also smiled, "Your concubine's condition is stable, so just take care of it according to the prescription, and it's up to him when he wakes up."

"Thank you." Lin Hong said.

"Accepted." Yu Tian also shrugged.

After dinner, Cheng Jinjiu mysteriously called Lin Hong into the kitchen, and began to introduce him to various tools, teaching him how to make a fire, how to cook porridge, how to cook vegetables, and how to control the proportion of spices.

Lin Hong followed Cheng Jinjiu's fingers blankly, looked here and there, heard what he said, and finally looked at him blankly.

"Will it be?" Cheng Jinjiu asked.

Lin Hong nodded indiscriminately.

"Yeah!" Cheng Jinjiu was relieved.

The night was low and the stars were shining.

Yu Tian also packed his bags, stepped on the steed, and raised his chin at Lin Hong, "Let's go."

Lin Hong waved his hand, "Come to me anytime if you have anything to do, and I'll be the one to tell you the truth."

Going away to the bamboo house, Yutian also heard a sentence from behind: "The wine you want has been brewed now, there are hundreds of altars, and you will be able to drink good wine in five years."

"..." Yu Tian also gritted his teeth, "Get lost."

That night, Cheng Jinjiu also came to ask Lin Hong to resign.

Cheng Jinjiu thought that Wan Guchuan hadn't woken up yet, but he was going to leave at this time, and he was a little embarrassed.

"You have done enough, I am very grateful." Of course Lin Hong knew why Cheng Jinjiu was leaving at this time, and joked: "It is also a good thing to catch up."

Cheng Jinjiu blushed, "No, just go out and venture."

"Okay, okay," Lin Hong said with a smile, "You cherish it too."

They were all gone, only Lin Hong and Wan Guchuan were left, standing up and lying down, the bamboo house suddenly looked extraordinarily quiet and empty.

Lin Hong fiddled with the red-hot charcoal in the brazier with tongs to make the fire more intense. It seemed that warmth could not only drive away the chill but also drive away the silence.

He thought that he would still have to write to Tu Hongxue tomorrow. Wan Guchuan hadn't woken up yet and was in a dangerous situation. If something went out of control, he couldn't take care of it alone.

He put the tongs aside, and looked at the lying Wan Guchuan.

It was two days before Zhang Yanyi left, Wan Guchuan's complexion improved a lot, and his injuries basically healed—but he just didn't wake up.

He was afraid that Wan Guchuan would be like this forever, and he would never wake up again...

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed real, his heart tightened, and it hurt him a lot.

He took off his cloak and lay down next to Wan Guchuan, and without extinguishing the candle, he watched his profile by the warm light, the outline that he could never get tired of, his skin was still a little pale, and his eyebrows and hair were like ink thick black.

"Wan Guchuan, wake up quickly." Lin Hong blinked at him and whispered in his ear, "It will be the end of the new year in less than ten days. If I don't go home by then, my parents will blame me. I want to take you back..."

Lin Hong took his hand from under the quilt, wiped his thumb over the inch-by-inch joints, pulled it to his lips, and brushed his slender knuckles with the tip of his nose, "What did you say 'unaccompanied'...my home is yours Home……"

Lin Hong laughed, "My parents must like you..."

The warm candlelight swayed gently in the room, and the light and shadow swayed.

"Wake up...you don't need to fight anymore, you don't have to run around about the general's affairs, you can do whatever you want..." Lin Hong's fingers penetrated into his, and he clasped his hand tightly.

Lin Hong leaned forward, kissed his cheek, kissed the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Wake up, 'Night Breeze'."

The evening wind outside the window made the bamboo forest make a soft "rustle".

Lin Hong buried his face in Wan Guchuan's neck and fell asleep.

He had many dreams that night.

He dreamed of mountains stretching for thousands of miles, rivers surging, water splashing, sound shaking the sky, and the wind between heaven and earth vibrating.

He dreamed of walking against the wind, which is the wind that can be cut off even by thousands of high mountains.

He dreamed that the bamboo stood upright, but it was all black, the ink was winding, clean and full of strength, like pouring out from the painting of Danqing's master, standing upright.

He dreamed that the cold light of the sword came out flat under the moonlight. It was as cold as electricity, stirring the wind and piercing the eternal night.

He dreamed that a jug of turbid wine mixed with the wind and sand in the north of the Sai, and the wind and snow in the south of the country, filled with love in the south of the Yangtze River. The drinker was as lonely as a pine rock and independent, restrained like the moonlight, and his deep laughter made the wine in his glass full of ripples.

He dreamed...was it a dream?

There was a warm hand caressing his head, and lips were gently printed on the bridge of his nose...

Lin Hong opened his eyes, and he looked into a deep seabed.

"Lin Hong."

The deep voice is hoarse and also has a smile.

Lin Hong's eyes widened and his heart beat faster.

Wan Guchuan... woke up.

He couldn't control himself at all, his eyes were hot, and the handsome face in front of him became blurred. He reached out and hugged Wan Guchuan's neck, buried his face in his shoulder, tears soaked into his clothes, and the voice was still in the story. Tsukuru calmed down: "Finally... did you sleep soundly?"

Wan Guchuan laughed, put an arm around his shoulder, and kissed the top of his hair, "It's not good, there are people who keep saying that they love me in my ear every night."

"..." Lin Hong's ears turned red.

"You heard wrong."

"No."

"Tsk."

"I admire you too, Lin Hong." A deep voice whispered in his ear.

"..." Both the hoarseness and the smile made Lin Hong's heart beat fast.

Lin Hong stood up from his arms, his eyes were red, and his face was red, "Who told you this! I have a lot of debts to settle with you now!"

"So you just think you're dead?" Lin Hong handed the medicine bowl to Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan's external injuries were almost healed, but his internal injuries hadn't healed yet, and he still coughed a little when he sat up.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Hong frowned.

Wan Guchuan took the medicine bowl, "Fortunately, nothing happened."

Lin Hong moved a stool and sat by the bed, watching him drink the medicine all the time, as if he was afraid that he would lose it.

Wan Guchuan wanted to laugh.

Lin Hong took the empty medicine bowl and put it on the table, then looked at Wan Guchuan again, "Tell me carefully."

Wan Guchuan said: "Something went wrong, the situation was out of control, and it was a narrow escape. When I opened my eyes and found that I had no entity in the ghost square, I naturally guessed that I was dead."

"Then you pretended to be a ghost and won't tell me?" Lin Hong raised his eyebrows.

Wan Guchuan was silent for a while, "Can't you guess?"

Lin Hong: "..." Very good, I want to do it...

"I can't speak, Lin Hong." Wan Guchuan looked at him, "I'm afraid you will do something dangerous in the ghost area, at least wait until you come back...you will know."

He really felt sorry for Lin Hong's appearance in Ghost Fang... How can he tell him that he is dead, at least let him stop messing around and live well.

Lin Hong was also thinking that if Wan Guchuan said in the ghost square that he was dead, he would definitely be more broken than just vaguely guessing that he could not be sure, and there was still hope. In that ghost square, he might really do terrible things.

"About your plan—your deputy general came here a few days ago and told me everything," Lin Hong said.

Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows, it seemed that the one who saved him was not Zhang Qianyi but someone else.

"Is what he said true?" Lin Hong asked, "Why didn't you tell me about your plan?"

"Did you read the letter I wrote to you when you came back?" Wan Guchuan asked back.

"What letter?" Lin Hong was stunned.

Wan Guchuan said: "The soldier who submitted the obituary was arranged by Zhang Qianyi, he is a trustworthy person. The letter in his hand was written to you after I finalized the plan. If the plan fails and I die, I must let the letter reach you. .”

Lin Hong was taken aback. At that time, he was so miserable that he didn't pay much attention to the things in the soldiers' hands. Looking back now, it seemed that there was indeed a letter.

He stood up immediately, and rummaged through the things Tu Hongxue had brought him before.

Wan Guchuan sat on the edge of the bed and watched him pull out the clothes in the package and dropped them on the floor, "..."

Found it——Tu Hongxue did bring him here in a bundle.

Lin Hong walked over with Wan Guchuan's dozen things, "Is this the letter?" He showed it to Wan Guchuan.

"Yes...don't read it now." Wan Guchuan had a headache.

Thinking of the hypocritical things that I would die writing, can I really read them in person...

At that time, Lin Hong was afraid that he would break down and couldn't stand it, but now that he was in front of him, he had to take a good look at what "last words" Wan Guchuan had said to him.

He tore open the envelope in front of Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan: "..."

Lin Hong opened the letter and began to read it.

The more you look at the red eyes...

The more I look at it, the redder my face...

enough!

With a blushing face, he folded the letter, put it back into the envelope, folded it carefully, put it away in his arms as a treasure.

Wan Guchuan: "..."

The plan mentioned in the letter was the same as what Zhang Qianyi said, but... "What went wrong?" Lin Hong asked him.

Wan Guchuan said: "To find the disguised corpse, the poison in the corpse must be the same as the poison given by the killer. I can only know what poison it is after they have poisoned it, so Zhang Qianyi and I agreed to meet in a hidden place afterwards. Talk to him for follow-up preparations."

"Result?" Lin Hong urged him to continue.

Wan Guchuan smiled, "In the end, I made a mistake. I thought that many people in the court wanted me to die. Emperor Deming didn't need to hide from them if he wanted to kill me. He just needed to hide it from the people. I thought about it later. Understand—Emperor Deming is so careful, the courtiers want me to die, but Emperor Deming cannot be the one who did it. I am also considered a hero? If all the officials know that he killed the hero, who would be willing to be loyal to him?"

Lin Hong listened without interrupting, and sat back on the stool.

Wan Guchuan patted the bed beside him and asked him to sit down.

Lin Hong touched it.

Wan Guchuan took his hand, "Emperor Deming wants to be invisible, so he can only blame Nanman for the crime. If I die of poisoning, there must be some traitors in the army who took the opportunity to poison. At this time The Nanman sincerely surrendered, why would he go to such lengths to put someone into the army?"

"There are two doubts." Lin Hong said, "First, according to what you said, the Nanman sincerely surrendered, so why bother to kill you? What is the difference between the military and the military? Emperor Deming's idea can really come true?"

Wan Guchuan said: "Just push it to those Nanman rangers who have no political connections on the border. They said that the Nanman government surrendered, but the people of the Nanman refused to accept it. They said that I was seriously injured in the war, so they forced me to kill me. No one witnessed it. In short, people Just dead."

"Secondly, Zhang Qianyi mentioned that the six killers were poisoned. Why can't they die from poisoning?"

If they wanted to kill Wan Guchuan successfully, it might be difficult to rely on six masters alone. If there are too many killers, they will be exposed, so they can only use dirty tricks.

Wan Guchuan continued: "The poison they use is called 'Ba Zhen', and it's not produced in the Central Plains, so it's extremely rare. They probably expected that I wouldn't recognize or detect this poison, but I just knew it and smelled it."

"If they want to be clean and tidy, they can only use this poison—"Bazhen" takes it and the blood flows all over the body, but it will be metabolized. After I die, I will take it back for an autopsy. Even if Hua Tuo is alive There were no signs of poisoning."

Wan Guchuan looked at him sideways, "The effect of 'Ba Zhen' is too unique, I can't imitate it...I can only drink it."

If you want them to believe that they are really dead, you have to go deep into the drama.

Lin Hong frowned, and withdrew his hand, "You...you really are not afraid of death! You dare to drink poison! 'Bazhen' is not a good name at first glance, how dare you..."

Wan Guchuan grabbed his hand, leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Don't be angry, am I still alive?"

"Is this how the account is calculated?" Lin Hong was so angry that he pushed him away, "This is all for later, what if something really happened at that time?"

"This is the only chance. Rebirth after death." Wan Guchuan said, "'Bazhen' will not kill people, but will only make people weak in a stick of incense, unable to use tricks."

"The plan still has to continue. I led them into the deep mountain, and the six chased them all the way. They shot an arrow. I pretended to be hit by the arrow and fell off the cliff."

Lin Hong was terrified, "What if you drank the poison and were really no match for those six people? What if you fell off the cliff and died?"

"I can only bet, Lin Hong." Wan Guchuan said, "Even if I drink the poison, I can get away. I am sure of that. Falling off the cliff—I can only bet that the trees under the cliff will not kill me."

"It's true that I can't kill you!" Lin Hong scolded him angrily.

Wan Guchuan: "..."

"What I thought at the time was that I wanted to live and find you alive." Wan Guchuan looked down at him.

Lin Hong narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "But have you thought about what will happen after you fall? You had no way to inform Zhang Qianyi of the change of plan. If Cheng Jinjiu hadn't happened to pass by, you would still be alive to tell me these things."

Wan Guchuan said: "I'm sure of this, if Zhang Yanyi doesn't see me at the appointed time, he will definitely come to me, and I won't die."

Lin Hong was really convinced, "Wan Guchuan is your fate!"

"Didn't I win the bet now?" Wan Guchuan moved closer to kiss him, but Lin Hong avoided him.

Wan Guchuan looked at him in a good mood, "What did you say to Zhang Yanyi?"

In the conversation just now, Wan Guchuan also knew that it was not Zhang Qianyi but Cheng Jinjiu who saved him. Zhang Qianyi must have been quite at a loss, so he came here specially a few days ago.

Lin Hongdao: "What can I say? I gave him the Tiger Talisman, so he knows it."

Since the poison can't be found out, Zhang Qianyi can just find a corpse that fell to death. I don't know if he figured it out on the way.

"This is an important matter, I still have to write him a letter, he must not have arrived in the capital yet." Wan Guchuan said.

Then, there was the corpse of the general who had deceived the world.

"Lin Hong." Wan Guchuan called him.

"What?" Lin Hong raised his eyebrows.

"I'm hungry."

"... Cook it yourself when you're hungry."

"pain."

"..."

Lin Hong still knows how to cook porridge, not to mention that Cheng Jinjiu told him how to do it, he is not an idiot.

Just coughing from the smoke.

Wan Guchuan leaned on the door and watched him the whole time, the old god was there.

Lin Hong glared at him.

It's the first time I make porridge, and the appearance is not very good. Some of the clear soups are not watery, but they are still edible.

Wan Guchuan was happy to eat what he made.

Before noon, Tu Hongxue came.

Lin Hong was surprised, why he came by himself before he had time to write to him.

"Cheng Jinjiu informed me and asked me to come." Tu Hongxue explained.

This brother Cheng is also very righteous and responsible, afraid that something will happen if Wan Guchuan wakes up, and he will find someone to replace him.

Seeing Wan Guchuan wake up, Tu Hongxue greeted him, "It seems that I am redundant."

He really went back in the afternoon.

Lin Hong:? ?

Wan Guchuan has always admired Tu Hongxue, and the most important thing is to judge the situation.

For dinner, Lin Hong specially bought a big fat chicken and prepared stewed soup to supplement Wan Guchuan.

He fought wits and bravery with the rooster for a long time but failed to subdue it. In the end, Wan Guchuan made a move and turned it into a Chinese meal for the two of them to feast on.

at night.

"Lin Hong, come." Wan Guchuan sat on the bed and called Lin Hong.

"What's wrong?" Lin Hong was pouring water.

"pain."

This word made Lin Hong quickly put down his teacup, and walked towards him, with a worried face, "Where does it hurt? Let me see."

When he approached, Wan Guchuan reached out and pulled him into his arms.

Lin Hong was in a hurry for fear of bumping into his injury, so he barely sat on his lap, "What's the matter?" Lin Hong beat him.

"Anything is fine." Wan Guchuan actually picked up his words, slid his hand down his wrist into his sleeve, held his elbow, and leaned in to kiss him.

It is the tenderness and possession that spans life and death.

Lin Hong was intoxicated by this kiss, and when he regained consciousness, he was already pressed on the bed.

"Wait, your injury... um..."

Lin Hong felt that he was about to spread out... Lying on his side tiredly, playing with Wan Guchuan's black hair between his fingers, he looked at Wan Guchuan, "Do you hate it?"

He is loyal, dedicated to the king and the people, and fights in the blood of iron and blood on the border. He is clearly a person who stands up to the sky, but there are always people in Xiaoqiang who want to put him to death.

Wan Guchuan smiled, "No."

He reached out and pulled Lin Hong into his arms.

Because of you, I have never been cursed with despair nor consumed with hatred.