no soul

Chapter 122

Lin Hong now understood everything.

'If the world is not peaceful, you will not return home' - there are no dead soldiers in the village not because they are still alive, but because this military order prevents them from returning home even after death.

Lin Hong had never been a recruiter before, so he didn't know how a mountain like a military order was an unclimbable dangerous peak and an immovable Mount Tai.Even after death, he has no home in this troubled world.

The dead soldiers can only guard outside the village and blow the nostalgic "Folding Willow Song" every night, expressing their worries.

At the same time, he also used this flute to warn the resentful souls in the war and guard the elders in his hometown.

Lin Hong didn't know how this half-headed warrior tried his best to make those crazy ghosts fear him so far, so that they all retreated when they heard his flute, without affecting the villagers in the slightest.

This warrior has only half of his head left, so it is hopeless to see them. Can you still hear them?

Lin Hong pulled Wan Guchuan, he wanted to get closer to the piper.

Lin Hong's guess was correct, the piper didn't make any movements because of their approach, it seemed that his hearing became dull and he couldn't perceive them.

The smell of blood and rancidity became stronger and stronger, and the closer Lin Hong got closer, the more frightening he felt.

The upper half of the piper's head was cut off by a blunt object, and it was cut off again and again before it was completely broken. The wound was not smooth, layer by layer, and the eyes were full of blood dripping inside. ...a dark red in the dim moonlight...

Lin Hong only took one look and then looked away, staring at the dent on the iron armor on the piper's shoulder, listening to his own heartbeat, trying to suppress the nausea feeling in his heart.

Not very good... Lin Hong raised his eyes to look at Wan Guchuan opposite... Well, it's much better.

Wan Guchuan watched carefully with lowered eyes unaffected.Such corpses were not uncommon on the battlefield, he was used to it.

Wan Guchuan's eyes swept across the piper's neck, his eyes moved slightly, he looked at Lin Hong opposite, pointed to his neck, and motioned him to look at it too.At this moment they were too close to the piper to speak, in case he could still hear something.

Lin Hong froze for a moment, then quickly touched his neck.What's wrong?There is nothing in your neck?

Wan Guchuan fell silent watching his reaction, and raised his finger to the piper again.

Oh, the piper's neck.Lin Hong looked around the bloody gap with difficulty and looked at his neck.

The moonlight was weak, but Lin Hong still saw a bumpy and uneven skin on his neck, which was the scar left by the burn.

Lin Hong raised his eyebrows, is it such a coincidence?

This is Nanny Liu's son.

Lin Hong thought of Madam Liu's kind and gentle appearance, and heard her talking about her son every day, and couldn't help but feel a little bitter at this moment.

The piper put down his flute, and he stood there for a moment, as if gazing in the direction of the village.

Both of them stood beside him and stood quietly with him.

The night wind blows slowly, and the stench of corruption smells so sad and helpless...

Little by little the Piper retreated into the darkness and disappeared.

"So, he wants to go home." Lin Hong said.

However, this is difficult.So let him go home?Carrying him and rushing back to the village?If it is possible, the piper probably needs them even after he is back?

Or, to dig the grave of the emperor of the Chen Dynasty who said "If the world is not peaceful, you will not return home", and let him immediately change his words and revoke this order?This is even more ridiculous.Even kidnapping the current emperor is impossible.

"How to do it?" Lin Hong held Baoer's rein and looked at Wan Guchuan.

They walked back to the village in the darkness.

"There is always a way." Wan Guchuan glanced at the night.

Lin Hong tied Bao'er's reins to the door, and went into the house to bring medicine and candles.

Bao'er had multiple scratches and bites on her body, and the blood was sticky and stuck to her fur.Lin Hong's heart ached so badly, this horse was usually raised by him as his son, never had he ever suffered like this.Lin Hong rubbed the medicine on it lightly, and even if Bao'er was in pain, he had to give it a blow.

Wan Guchuan stood by and accompanied him.

Lin Hong squatted down with his back to him, Wan Guchuan took a look and frowned.

Under the reflection of the candlelight nearby, a large amount of blood seeped out of the light-colored cloth on Lin Hong's back.

"Lin Hong!" Wan Guchuan reached out and grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Lin Hong was a little confused.

Wan Guchuan pulled him into the room hastily, "Take off your clothes."

Lin Hong frowned——Wan Guchuan had a serious expression, and his actions could not be refused, and he said this sentence in a hurry, "□□ah?"

"..." Wan Guchuan choked on the last sentence "I'll give you the medicine"... let go of his arm, wrapped his arms around his waist, picked him up and walked towards the inner room.

"Hello!" Lin Hong panicked and grabbed his clothes.No, are you so impatient?He just finished applying the medicine to Bao'er, and he hasn't hurt it yet!

Bao'er poked her head out of the door and took a look inside, snorted and then quickly backed away.

Wan Guchuan put Lin Hong on the bed, his movements were quick but light.

The candlelight was dim and ambiguous, Lin Hong's heartbeat became faster as he sat by the bed, and he blinked at him.

Wan Guchuan turned around and went to look through the medicine box on the table, and the bottles and jars jingled, "You have an injury on your back, take off your clothes."

"..." Lin Hong was silent.

Wan Guchuan picked up two medicine bottles and turned his head to see him still motionless, urging him, "Hurry up."

Lin Hong raised his hand, it's okay if Wan Guchuan didn't say anything, but when he said it, he felt pain on his back, "Hiss..."

Lin Hong unbuttoned his belt and began to take off his clothes one by one.

Wan Guchuan kept watching him from the side.

Lin Hong was a little nervous when he looked at him. The last one, he turned his back to Wan Guchuan, and the blood from the wound was a little dry, sticking to his clothes, and he hissed when he tore it off.

"Does it hurt?" Wan Guchuan's eyes fell on his back.

The young man's back was clean and neat, and his white and firm skin looked like fine jade under the candlelight.

He is slightly arched, the spine line runs smoothly from the neck all the way down, the pants are submerged in the narrow waist, there are still waist dimples on both sides, and the arms pull the shoulder blades up.It's too beautiful.

On such a beautiful back, there are several scratches of different shades, some of which have scabbed over, and the flesh on the edge of the wound is stuck to the fibers of the clothes, while some are still oozing blood.

"It hurts... is it serious?" Lin Hong asked in a breathy tone of pain.

The people behind did not speak.

Lin Hong didn't get a response for a while, so he tried again: "Wan Guchuan?"

Wan Guchuan seemed to have just recovered, "It's not serious. It will be fine soon, don't worry."

Lin Hong felt the cold ointment sticking to the wound, and couldn't help trembling. The movement of the people behind him stopped, "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, a little ice..."

"to beat."

"Will it be poisonous?" Lin Hong asked.He thought that those were all dead people, whether there was corpse poison or something... He was thinking about this question when he was treating Bao'er's wound just now.

"No." Wan Guchuan said.The wound looked ordinary.

"it is good……"

The candlelight in the room flickered slightly, reflecting on Lin Hong's back, drawing all the lines more clearly and more...attractive.

Lin Hong gasped softly because of the pain, the sound was too noticeable in the closed room...

Wan Guchuan felt a little dry mouth and diverted his attention, "What did you meet?"

Lin Hong simply talked to him.

"You followed me when I called you?" Wan Guchuan frowned, disapproving.

"Otherwise?" Lin Hong only felt that those ghosts were too cunning, and after observing them for several days, they were quite good at selecting people.

"I didn't say where I was going, so you believed it?"

Lin Hong laughed, "At that time, I really didn't think much about it until I found out that he wasn't you—what I was worried about was not 'Where is Wan Guchuan going to take me', but 'Where is this person Wan Guchuan'?"

Wan Guchuan lowered his eyes, and the movement of his hands stopped.

"You said me, didn't you too? You went out as soon as you called out." Lin Hong laughed at him in turn.

Wan Guchuan didn't speak, his eyes fell on Lin Hong's arched neck, his hair was pushed to his chest by him, his smooth neck curved in a beautiful arc, his shoulders were tense due to the pain, making his neck appear deeper.

Wan Guchuan possessed himself, and gently kissed the protruding cervical vertebrae of his neck.

The warm lips were soft, and the numbness spread instantly, like an electric current, which made Lin Hong's scalp numb and his fingers soft, and then his lower abdomen was numb and light, and he couldn't help but let out a "hmm ", the ending trembled slightly...indescribably lingering...

As soon as the sound came out, the air in the room seemed to freeze, only the candle flame was beating slightly, and the surrounding temperature became a bit scorching...

The hair on Wan Guchuan's shoulders slipped and stuck to Lin Hong's back. It was cold for a while, Lin Hong shuddered, and quickly pulled up his clothes when he came back to his senses. Go to Wan Guchuan, "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Wan Guchuan looked down at him.

Lin Hong's neat eyebrows were slightly frowned, his eyelashes were long and well-defined, and a pair of bright eyes looked at him, as clear as water, with a little anger and blame.

Wan Guchuan bowed his head and kissed her.

Lin Hong was crushed and fell backwards, his elbows barely supported his body, and the wound on his back was a little stinging, his lips and teeth were plundered and his mind went blank.

Wan Guchuan's hand pinched his narrow waist, and his palm was so hot that his whole body trembled.

There was an ambiguous sound of water between his lips and teeth, and his breathing was gradually intertwined. Lin Hong lost his strength lightly, and lost the strength of his supporting elbows, and fell on the bed, with Wan Guchuan covering him all over.

When Lin Hong touched it with his hand, the muscles under the fabric were firm and full of tension.The tingling sensation made his brain soft and numb, his eyes were full of water, and everything around him was a little hazy.

The elbow hit the basin, and there was a series of crisp sounds, and they didn't have time to pay attention to it.

"What happened to the two officials?" A candlelight came in from the door.

Lin Hong was startled.Wan Guchuan had already pulled the quilt aside and covered him.

Nanny Liu appeared at the door wearing a coat and holding a candle, with an anxious expression on her face, "I heard something and came over to check, are you all right?"

"It's okay, I'm thirsty and looking for water to drink." Wan Guchuan's voice was particularly deep.

"It's fine, drink some water and go to bed earlier." Nanny Liu smiled kindly, and gradually walked away with a candle in her hand.

Lin Hong pulled the quilt, blinked red eyes and looked at Wan Guchuan who was kneeling opposite him, the sound of his heartbeat almost drowned him out.

Wan Guchuan still turned his head sideways to look in the direction of the door, to confirm whether Mammy Liu had gone far.The clear jaw line is tight, the bridge of the nose is straight, the eyelashes are thick and long, the eye sockets are deep and bathed in light and shadow, his clothes are ripped a little messy by himself...

Lin Hong's heart skipped a beat, he got up and leaned into his arms, and stretched out his arms to gently wrap his arms around his neck.

Wan Guchuan came back to his senses, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Their chests were separated by a quilt, but Lin Hong's back was bare, and the skin under his hands was delicate and smooth.

After such a fuss just now, the medicine applied is probably gone.

Wan Guchuan bowed, buried his face in Lin Hong's neck, tightened his hands, and let out a long breath.

Terrible.