When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wen Yuan didn't know why Wei Wuxian didn't let him help, he just watched Wei Wuxian carrying someone on his back and jumping down the altar step by step steadily.

The reason why Wei Wuxian didn't want anyone else to touch Lan Wangji was because he didn't want anyone other than himself to notice Lan Wangji's body that had turned cold.

Otherwise, he would know Lan Wangji's situation from other people.

He didn't want to hear it, nor did he want confirmation.

Although you already know everything clearly in your heart, he really can't accept it for a while.

He chose to deceive himself, as long as he didn't confirm, Lan Wangji was just asleep.

After Wei Wuxian carried the people away, Lan Jingyi and Jin Ling also followed him down from the altar.

Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi got off the altar, walked a few steps and didn't hear any footsteps behind them, so they turned around to look at the man.

Wen Yuan was still standing there in a daze.

Lan Jingyi shouted, "Sizhui, why are you still standing there? Why don't you come down?"

After Lan Jingyi shouted, Wen Yuan came back to his senses and jumped off the altar to the two of them.

Seeing Wen Yuan's complicated expression, as if he was about to speak but hesitated, Jin Ling asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you hesitating?"

Wen Yuan looked at the two of them, then lowered his head to look at the palm of his hand, which was the hand that had just touched Lan Wangji's body.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Yuan said, "Han Guangjun's body has temperature."

The two were shocked at once. Although they did not want to question this possibility, they both knew that the dragnet had disappeared, which meant that the caster's life had burned out. So much time had passed, and the body should have lost its remaining warmth and become completely cold.

How could it have temperature?

Lan Jingyi said: "Sizhui, you may be mistaken. We all know the consequences of the dragnet. How could it be possible..."

When Lan Jingyi's questioning words met Wen Yuanxin's solemn and serious eyes, he stopped talking and couldn't help but start to doubt.

Jin Ling spoke up at the right time: "Wen Yuan, you are too sensitive. Although we all hope this is the case, how is this possible? I guess it's caused by the heat from my uncle's body."

Wen Yuan said firmly: "That is the temperature that seeps out from the skin, there is no mistake."

Although Wen Yuan also found this matter unbelievable, he was not wrong.

Although the Gusu Lan family still wore two or three layers of clothes in the summer, the materials of their clothes were all made of the finest ice silk, which was breathable and cool, and people would not feel stuffy even if they wore two or three layers.

The material of the clothes is delicate and soft. When you touch the body through the clothes, the warmth from your hands can quickly penetrate into the body and be felt by the other person.

Of course, the temperature of that person's body can be immediately transmitted to the other person after being covered by the other person's hand.

If the other person was a corpse, it would definitely be cold and hard, but when Wen Yuan touched it just now, it was clearly soft.

Although the body temperature is lower than normal, it is definitely not a corpse.

Jin Ling said: "In that case, should we tell my uncle? He seems to be in a daze and doesn't seem to have noticed this."

Lan Jingyi shouted: "If you want to tell me, of course you have to tell me. Maybe if you find the reason, the person will wake up."

The three of them had been chatting here for a while, and Wei Wuxian had already returned to the village with Lan Wangji on his back, so fast that he almost disappeared.

The villagers who were taken to higher ground by Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng during the tsunami were also found by the monks led by Jin Ling and untied.

However, even though these people were rescued, they still seemed to have no emotions, and it was unclear whether they had woken up or were still trapped in consciousness.

There were no emotional ups and downs. After being released, no one asked why, and no one spoke. They just did their own thing.

Jin Ling laid Jiang Cheng down on the grass. There was no inn in the village, and they didn't know where to stay for the time being.

Wei Wuxian had been walking forward without stopping since he got off the altar, and at this moment, the others had almost disappeared without a trace.

The cultivator who went to investigate came back to report that Wei Wuxian went to a house, which seemed to be the residence of the local patriarch.

Jin Ling asked someone to take good care of Jiang Cheng while the three of them went to check the situation first.

What was surprising was that as soon as they arrived and stepped into the gate of the clan leader's residence, they saw Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji lying together.

He hurried over to help the man up.

Wen Yuan helped Wei Wuxian up and let him rest his head on his legs. The first thing he did was to check his breathing.

There was breath. Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then checked the person's pulse, which was extremely fluctuating.

It's like experiencing extreme joy or sorrow, and the body's functions cannot withstand such a huge gap, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the heart.

Wei Wuxian hasn't eaten much for several days since coming here, but that's not the main point.

In the previous fight with Jiang Cheng in the illusion, all of this was communicated through spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness was injured in the fight and needed to rest.

In addition, Wei Wuxian's fate was changed, and the side effects of the change in fate were all manifested invisibly.

When Wei Wuxian saw Lan Wangji's situation, although he did not verify it and did not dare to believe it, the result of this incident had already taken root in his subconscious.

Although his face looked calm and his words seemed to indicate that he had let it go, his heart, which no one could see, was filled with extreme pain and sorrow.

The accumulation of these things directly caused Wei Wuxian's spirit to collapse to the critical point, and in order to protect the owner from being crushed by these emotions, the body directly fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Ling looked at Lan Wangji and then at Wei Wuxian: "What's going on?"

Wen Yuan said slowly: "It's nothing serious, I just need to rest."

Lan Jingyi's hand touched Lan Wangji's body, and then he checked his pulse. The pulse was very weak, and one had to look very carefully to detect it. It could almost be said that it was no longer beating.

The situations of Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian form a sharp contrast.

Lan Jingyi said: "Han Guangjun's situation is the same as what Si Zhui just said. His body is a little hot, but this..." It's more like the residual heat of a person's body after death.

Lan Jingyi did not say the last few words directly.

Lan Wangji's body temperature was very low, almost like a corpse that had just died and was still not completely cooled.

If they hadn't often come into contact with corpses during night hunts and were not particularly familiar with the temperature that a corpse should have, an ordinary person would have been able to judge that Lan Wangji was dead just from the residual heat on his body.

Since the temperature is still there and the person has not died immediately, it means that after the net has burned out all life, there may still be a way to save the life.