When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

Lin Lezhi squatted down and carried Xiao Yihuo, whose clothes were still dripping with wet water, on his back.

As soon as he was carried on his back, a peculiar swamp smell drifted into Lin Lezhi's nostrils. Lin Lezhi couldn't help but think that if Xiao Yihuo woke up and saw his current appearance, his face would be extremely sour, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Xiao Yihuo probably never imagined that he, a prince, would have to endure all this.

The forest was filled with thick fog and the stench of swamp. Xiao Yihuo had fallen into a coma and could not stay here any longer.

To avoid other swamps nearby and to avoid the risk of looking for branches everywhere at night, Lin Lezhi used Liu Yunhe's sword to explore the way around him.

The fog-filled forest was extremely quiet, so quiet that one could clearly hear Xiao Yihuo's breathing, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes slow, sometimes fast. Occasionally, one could hear a soft hum escaping from between Xiao Yihuo's lips and teeth.

Although Xiao Yihuo usually doesn't talk much, the person standing next to him is a person of varying heights. Now that Xiao Yihuo stopped talking and ignored the weight on his body, the whole world became quiet as if he was the only one left.

Since coming into this world, there have not been many opportunities for me to be alone and quiet.

Even if he didn't want to think about some things, as long as Xiao Yihuo was by his side, Lin Lezhi couldn't really pretend that those things didn't exist.

To be precise, he felt indebted to Xiao Yihuo.

It is true that I don't want to get involved in Xiao Yihuo's affairs, and it is also true that I feel guilty towards Xiao Yihuo.

He gave Xiao Yihuo a very miserable childhood. His mother died early and he was not favored by his father. One can imagine how terrible Xiao Yihuo's childhood experience was.

Even Nan Rongyi, the only person who could make Xiao Yihuo let down his guard, and the only salvation, was written to death by himself.

If Lin Lezhi was just a spectator outside the book, he would not have thought so much, but as fate would have it, he was transported into this book, and the people in front of him were not the people in the book, but real people.

There was also a sentence he wrote casually, which caused the destruction of the Yunqiang Kingdom, causing thousands of people to be unable to sleep and eat, become displaced, and suffer inhuman torture.

Whenever he saw these things with his own eyes, Lin Lezhi would feel extremely guilty deep in his heart.

He helped Xiao Yihuo solve the problem of refugees, but in fact he was helping himself.

It was for this reason that he wanted to escape, thinking that as long as he couldn't see it, he wouldn't have to think about it anymore.

So much time has passed, and he has tried many times to get close to Ji Hang.

But the result...

I remained the same and couldn't even reach Ji Hang's shadow.

After all, he was just Lin Lezhi, who festered in the darkness, relied on drunkenness to forget the things he didn't want to face, and thought that was where he was safe.

It's really lame.

From the place where they started, the terrain gradually rose and the road became more and more rugged, so Lin Lezhi had to weigh himself up every time he walked a certain distance to prevent Xiao Yihuo from falling.

But walking on a mountain road with such a big thing on your back is too much for even the strongest man.

After walking for a while, Lin Lezhi was so tired that he was out of breath. He had no energy to think about anything else. He was relying on his willpower and the remaining breath to hold on.

House, house, house...

Now all Lin Lezhi wanted was for a village to appear in front of him as soon as possible, even a flat place would do, so that he could put down the Wanjin Stone on his body.

After walking for a long time without seeing even a single house, Lin Lezhi began to grumble in his heart.

Could it be that my inference was wrong?

However, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Just as Lin Lezhi used all his strength and walked forward for a distance, a house hidden in the fog finally appeared in front of him.

But the shape of the house in front of me seems... a little bigger?

Lin Lezhi carried Xiao Yihuo on his back and walked closer, and finally he could see the original appearance of the whole house. In front of him was a temple, and behind the temple was a mountain, surrounded by winding vines.

Thanks to these vines that blocked the door plaque, the door plaque did not fall down, but instead leaned on the vines and was about to fall off.

The word "Tu Miao" is engraved on the ticket.

There is a huge tree facing the gate of the courtyard, it is a fir tree.

After reaching the lake island, this is the only fir tree besides the coffin and the wood embedded in the mountain.

Lin Lezhi looked around, then carried Xiao Yihuo into the courtyard. After walking around the fir tree, he found a safe place in the courtyard and laid Xiao Yihuo steadily on the edge of the bridge.

After stretching his sore limbs, he took out the fire starter from his arms and walked into the earthen temple alone.

As soon as you enter the earthen temple, you will see a giant statue seven feet tall placed opposite the entrance. The statue is made of clay and painted with colorful pigments. Judging from the clothing it wears, it is the costume of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Lin Lezhi thought for a while and thought that maybe it was the mountain god worshipped by the villagers of Huaifeng Village.

There was nothing special in the earthen temple. It was all in sight. There was a fire stove on the south side and a large stone water tank on the north side. Apart from these, there was nothing else.

Lin Lezhi deliberately went around and took a look behind the statue, and there was no one else hiding behind it.

After making sure there was no danger, Lin Lezhi carried Xiao Yihuo in from the yard. After a while, the stench of decay on Xiao Yihuo became stronger.

Then Lin Lezhi sniffed his body again and found the same smell.

Although he didn't mean to dislike it, Lin Lezhi pinched his nose instinctively and looked at the stone water tank beside him again.

I thought that there was no village or shop nearby. Since there was a water tank in the house and this place was on an island in the lake, there might be a well near the temple. I could also pick up some branches to make a fire.

Fortunately, Lin Lezhi was right.

Just outside the earth temple, we found a well not far from the north wall of the temple. The water dispenser on it was still usable.

Lin Lezhi casually picked up a stone nearby, threw it into the well and listened. After hearing the sound of water coming from the well, Lin Lezhi's mouth corners raised a happy arc and his eyes lit up.

After fetching water, they picked up firewood and went back to make a fire. With the light of the fire, the whole temple became much brighter and a little warmer.

When I turned around, I saw Xiao Yihuo's face that looked like a big tabby cat.

Lin Lezhi tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Lin Lezhi took out a handkerchief from Xiao Yihuo's sleeve with ease, dipped it in water from the bucket and wiped Xiao Yihuo's face with it.

Before he touched Xiao Yihuo's cheek, Xiao Yihuo suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the hand that Lin Lezhi extended to him. After taking a look at the handkerchief in Lin Lezhi's hand, his vigilance eased a little, but the look he gave Lin Lezhi was still dark and unclear, with a hazy and inquiring look in his eyes.

"Ayi...you really don't remember me?"