Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 20
"Lan Jingchu... is it really you?!"

"After suffering seven lifetimes, finally, let me find you again!"

"Jingchu...don't cry! Jingchu..."

The young man silently recited the name of the Lanzhi Fairy who was most reluctant to let go of Shenjun Liwu in his previous life.

At this moment, even the young man himself can't tell the difference:

Whether it was his own consciousness or the idea of ​​Li Wu Can Hun, "he" couldn't bear to let her shed another half a drop of blood and tears!
I saw that the young man subconsciously raised his palm, wanting to wipe away the two lines of the woman in front of her that ran across her rosy cheeks, but were like two bloodstains engraved on his heart.

Just when his slightly trembling fingertips were about to touch Jiu Xiaohan's face, his sanity recovered and he regained the upper hand in his thoughts:
No, you must not act too hastily, let alone do something that you will regret because of impulsiveness!

See clearly, she is not Lan Jingchu!Such appearance and conduct are completely different from Lan Jingchu before the seventh generation.

The stupid little female cultivator in front of him just happened to have a pair of blood-tear eyes that are exactly the same as when Lan Jingchu fell into the Wangchuan River back then, that's all!

Thinking of this, immediately, before Jiu Xiaohan noticed anything, the boy quickly withdrew his arm that was stretched out in front of her without leaving any trace.

"Wolf Boy" calmed down slowly, and was even a little fortunate that he was able to stop the impulsive self just in time.

Perhaps, it was the lingering thoughts of the old demon king Rong Xiao, taking advantage of this month's death day that has not yet passed, looking for an opportunity to disturb Li Wu's little remaining heavenly energy and increasingly unstable mood? !
If this silly girl is really the reincarnation of Lan Jingchu, she should also be similar to the "wolf boy". At least, she will still have some emotions and memories about the relationship between Lan Jingchu and Li Wu in the past 7 years. remember?
Even if there is only hatred and pain left, it is good, it is better than not remembering anything, in essence, it is much better!
However, as long as she still remembers a little bit of the past, I am afraid that when she saw the "wolf boy" who was reincarnated as a human in that black wolf cave where she could not see her fingers, she would have already slashed her sword. Killed him!
How could she delay until this time, not only rescued him from the wolf's den, but also brewed medicine for him to detoxify?Still thinking about it, can we invite him to walk together and rely on each other in the future?

It is impossible for her to be that Lan Jingchu who hated Li Wu life after life, no matter how many times she reincarnated, she only wanted to find Li Wu for revenge!
At the same time, with Lan Jingchu's personality, no matter in the human world or in the demon world, she would never worship that old Wuweizi as her teacher; because, 7 years ago, if there was no Wuweizi If they make a mistake, their Lanzhi fairy clan will not be wiped out by the monster clan led by Rong Xiao.

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Ever since he learned that the "wolf boy" was willing to accompany him, Jiu Xiaohan couldn't help crying with joy, and it took a long time to calm down.

Finally, Jiu Xiaohan opened his heart first, and took the initiative to report his family to the "wolf boy", which also made the boy recover from the messy thoughts just now:
"By the way, my surname is Jiu, and my first name is Xiaohan. 20 years ago, in this kind of winter with heavy snow, Master and his old man picked me up. It is said that that day was the Xiaohan solar term. Therefore, he called me The name."

"Xiaohan...Xiaohan..."

The teenager on the side kept calling her name softly,

"It sounds great! Is your master's surname Jiu?"

"Probably not! No one knows what my master's old family name was before he entered Taoism. Perhaps, hundreds of years have passed, and even he himself has forgotten it."

"Then, why did he choose the surname 'Nine' for you? It seems that this surname is rare."

"Master said: The reason why I use the word 'nine' as my surname is mainly to take the meaning of 'nine and nine return to one'. He said that everything has a beginning and an end, and it is necessary to find the root and source of the ins and outs; Borrowing a long and long homonym has a good meaning."

"Oh……"

The young man nodded thoughtfully, with a half-understood expression.

Could it be that the word 'nine' does not contain the profound mystery of "Nine Lives and Nine Worlds: Rebirth of the Nine Times"?
After introducing the origin of his name, Jiu Xiaohan asked again:
"Then...then, what's your name?"

At this moment, the "wolf boy" actually made the most daring and reckless decision in his life.

He shook his head and replied without thinking:

"I... I don't have a name yet! Maybe it's because my parents found out that I was infected with this weird and frequent demon poison, they thought I was hopeless, or they really had no money to treat me, so , before I had time to give me a name, I was abandoned in this wilderness when I was still young. Sister Xiaohan, I said earlier that there is no need for you to send me somewhere else, because... it is because , In my heart, I have always believed that this mountain forest is my home; however, no matter how good the other place is, it must not be the place where I want to live for a long time in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, even he himself was shocked by his ability to tell lies and make up stories.

However, he had to make the story more complete and believable.

When a little lie has been born, if you want it to never be revealed or exposed; then, you need to keep wrapping it with layers of bigger and more complete lies.

This is just like plants like xingzhi (onion), the innermost layer and the outermost layer, in fact, there is no significant difference at all.

Curious people, who want to know what the core of Xingzhi looks like, can only peel off the skin of Xingzhi layer by layer. Unfortunately, in the end, they only get nothing!
Immediately afterwards, the young man had to follow the above train of thought, and continued to weave a poor story of a man who was born with a strange disease, was abandoned by his biological parents who could not heal him, and was thrown into the den of black wolves and lived with wolves for many years. "Cubs" come.

His vivid description made it sound like Jiu Xiaohan, who was from a similar background, felt the same way:

"Even if there was, after so many years, I'm afraid I don't remember it! It's not easy to survive in this mountain!"

Unknowingly empathizing with this young man's pitiful experience, Jiu Xiaohan couldn't help but shed bloody tears of sadness.

The bright red blood and tears once again soaked the white ribbon covering her eyes.

However, upon hearing this, Jiu Xiaohan easily believed his "full of loopholes" lies, and asked him a series of questions:
"No name? But, everyone must have a name once they are born!"

"What should I call you in the future?"

Looking at Jiu Xiaohan, who was actually moved by a lie that sounded perfect at first glance, and who was thinking about what to call him, "Wolf Boy" suddenly felt that he couldn't bear to deceive her. .

He stared deeply at Jiu Xiaohan's silhouette, the afternoon sun after the snow, sprinkled on her forehead, dimples, shoulders, arms...

However, facing the eyes wrapped with white ribbons, the palms covered with blisters, and the sleeves burned with a fire hole, there is no trace of deliberate camouflage.

Also, her eloquent words just now, her calm and composed face, and her benevolent temperament as a doctor...

All of them made the "boy wolf" feel as if his heart had been stabbed many times by some sharp object.

Suddenly, he felt guilty for a while, as if he had done some unforgivable sin to her again, as if he was extremely sorry for the God above his head, who was high above him.

He subconsciously raised his arm again, really wanting to touch her shoulder, really wanting to help her wipe away the blood-red tears on her cheeks.

However, he happened to glance at the imperial gold medal that symbolizes the status of "Bounty Hunter" hanging on Jiu Xiaohan's waist...

Suddenly, the inexplicably impulsive emotion just now cooled down extremely quickly.

"Wolf Boy" fell into a silent state again, and he looked at the little monk in front of him in front of him again in silence.

Looking at it, it seems that he has been in a trance again...

However, soon, he was pulled back by Jiu Xiaohan's sad trembling voice:

"Then... how about I give you a name first?"

"Uh……"

The boy thought about it, and seemed to feel pretty good.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiu Xiaohan went on to say:

"You have a name. From now on, it will be more convenient for the two of us to address each other or deal with outsiders."

"Back" again? !

What this girl is thinking in her heart is about the "future" of the two of them, what kind of "future" is it?

If so, "in the future", when she learns that she is not Jiu Xiaohan from the demon hunting guard in the human world, and the young man she rescued from the black wolf's den is not an orphan from the nameless family; I know, does she still have to say "what will happen to the two of us in the future?"

Forget it, left and right, the "wolf boy" must investigate the origin of this "Jiu Xiaohan" sooner or later, and... she is the mastermind behind it, who else besides Wuweizi?
If it is true, how will the young man deal with the king of the famous mansion in Tiandu?

So, he immediately responded to her:

"Okay! Sister Xiaohan, what name do you want to name me?"

Jiu Xiaohan stretched out his cold hands and warmed them in front of the fire, then said softly:

"Although you and I were born poor children with ill-fated fate... But I always believe that God is very fair, and will always favor people like us, and will cleverly arrange for us to meet many kind people. "

"Therefore, since you have lived in the black wolf's den for many years, why not take the right half of the word 'wolf' for your surname, which means 'Liang', which means 'beautiful people'..."

"In addition, I once read such a sentence in an ancient poem, Youdao is 'a peerless gentleman, as gentle as jade, only this one is unparalleled'. In the future, I will call you 'Ziyu', okay?"

"Liang-zi-yu-liangziyu?"

"Wolf Boy" repeated after her:

"Ziyu? Liang...? Liang Ziyu...?"

Jiu Xiaohan heard that the other party kept muttering these three words beside her, and she imagined how happy and joyful the other party would be at the moment.

The boy seemed to be full of joy, and even his voice was filled with a smile, which became much brighter:

"My name is also good... a nice name... I, Nai, my beloved Ziyu... From now on, I will be Liangziyu... Haha! Thank you, sister Xiaohan, for giving me the name!"

He didn't like it when he had part of the memory of God Lord Liwu. In this life, he was originally named "Huangfuyi" as a bastard son of the royal family, and now he was happy to mention a brand new name. At this time, the affection in his heart was naturally complicated.

He, not only appreciates, as an ordinary human "Liangziyu", the joy of being happy and smiling like a new flower blooming;

It is also full of, as the god of war in the heavenly world "Li Wu", the deep and unforgettable part that he once guarded with Lan Jingchu in the Chaoxi Temple and accompanied him for 7 years, and the part he couldn't say love to her at that time, couldn't respond, The melancholy of letting go and the heartbreaking guilt...

Thinking of this, at this moment, the medicinal soup in the broken porcelain bowl held by the "wolf boy" is no longer boiling hot, and the temperature is just right for drinking.

I saw that he decisively grabbed a handful of realgar powder from the paper bag in Jiu Xiaohan's palm, and sprinkled it directly into the medicine bowl.

Then, he used the broken spoon to stir vigorously back and forth a few times until the powder was completely dissolved in the soup.

The unpalatable taste of realgar itself, for some reason, was gone in a few catties.

So, the boy took advantage of the situation and drank the concoction in the bowl, leaving nothing left.

Sure enough, it is extremely sweet and sour!
Moreover, this taste seemed familiar, and once again, it faintly brought back Li Wu's long memories of Lan Jingchu.

Come to think of it, 500 years ago, when he lived for a long time in the Chaoxi Palace in the Sanqing Realm of the Tiangong, Lan Jingchu was also a good cook and a good cooker.

At this time, the young man couldn't help it anymore, he still wanted to fill up another bowl of medicinal soup from the broken earthen pot on the small stove in front of him.

Unexpectedly, immediately, Jiu Xiaohan who heard his voice stopped him in time. She gently grabbed the boy's wrist, shook her head, and explained:

"Don't do it, it's three-point poisonous medicine! Don't look at the aroma of this soup, which is very delicious; what's more, if there is no realgar powder to fight poison with poison, the inherent toxicity of this soup is enough to kill a head in an instant. It's a python!"

Hearing her words, the boy's arms suddenly froze in mid-air:
"Uh, my God... that's it!"

Jiu Xiaohan continued to patiently talk to the boy:

"The method of fighting poison with poison must be operated in accordance with the principle of natural medicine and food of the same origin, which are mutually dependent and separated from each other, so that it is feasible!"

"However, this is also similar to the situation of drinking alcohol to keep the cold away. If you are greedy and overdose; on the contrary, if you make a mistake in drinking, won't you end up hurting others and yourself in the end?"

"When the medicine arrives, if the disease is not cured, other problems will naturally be added! In the future, if you don't follow my doctor's advice and take the wrong medicine by mistake, then don't even think about asking me to treat you again!"

(End of this chapter)