World Traveler

"Of course it's true. Do you think I would lie to you?"

After hearing Yanan's words, Huyan Ju thought about it and realized that it was true. It seemed that Junior Brother Ji had never lied to her.

"Then Junior Brother, how should I treat this?"

"First...what do you want to call me?"

Huyan Ju shouted uncertainly.

"Medical Immortal... Sir?"

"No need for that, my lord. The Medical Immortal is enough for me. I'll write a prescription for you later. You can take it for a month to adjust your body."

"Okay, thank you, Junior Brother!"

After receiving the answer, a smile appeared on Huyan Ju's face again.

"Oh, by the way, Senior Sister, if you want to win back your direct female disciple, I can help you."

Huyan Ju glanced at Yanan, then her face turned red, she lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.

"no need……"

"Okay, it's nothing, let's go, Lan'er."

"and many more."

This time, it was not Huyan Ju who called out to Yanan, but Wei Ju who had been standing aside and watching for a long time.

"Miss Wei, what's going on?"

"Brother Ji, just call me Junior Sister."

Wei Ju still looked gentle and elegant.

"Okay, then Junior Sister Wei, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"I've never met you before, but your eyes show that you've seen me before. I wonder where you met me?"

"........."

After a moment of hesitation, Yanan finally realized what she was saying.

Oh, she was talking about where I had seen her before.

"I have an impression, but I have forgotten."

Wei Ju nodded, still looking gentle and elegant.

"The little girl is fine now."

"Oh, by the way, Junior Sister Wei, I heard you're good at literature? How about classical Chinese?"

"I have a basic understanding of classical Chinese and miscellaneous studies. Is there anything I can do for you, Senior Brother?"

After hearing Wei Ju say that she understood a little, Yanan took out the sword behind him, showed it to her, and asked.

"This is a sword I picked up on the road. I just can't understand what the two words written on it are."

Looking at the sword that Yanan placed on the table, it instantly attracted the attention of other people around. Wei Ju did not refuse and walked forward to take a closer look.

"Judging from the appearance of this sword, it should be a Taoist magic weapon."

Well, I can feel it without you telling me. This thing is definitely a magic weapon, because when Yanan holds this sword while performing the magical powers of calling the wind, summoning the rain, and attracting thunder, it only consumes 10% of his magic power.

Otherwise, with Yanan's little magic power, how could he summon a strong wind that could cause flames to engulf the fields.

Then he followed Wei Ju's instructions and turned the sword over.

"This is Han seal script, commonly used on important occasions and gold objects during the Han Dynasty."

"These two words...peaceful?"

After hearing the two words that Wei Ju blurted out, Yanan put away the sword on the table and hung it around his waist. After thanking him, he took Xiahou Lan's hand and left without waiting for others to react.

"I understand. Thank you, Junior Sister Wei Ju."

Looking at the two people who left in a hurry, the remaining Wei Ju and Huyan Ju looked at each other, and then Wei Ju bowed.

"Senior Sister Huyan, Junior Sister, I'm leaving first."

When Wei Ju went out, she could still be heard muttering softly.

"Han Dynasty... Taiping... Taiping Sword? Yellow Turban Rebellion?"

………………

"Brother, do you think Senior Sister Huyan is pretty?"

"It's quite nice. If you and Mo Ling are in the first team, then Senior Sister Hu Yanju should be in the second team."

"Ah."

The two of them had nothing to do outside, so they took a walk. Finally, Xiahou Lan couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Yanan, when are you leaving?"

After all, Xiahou Lan noticed from the words just now that Yanan was about to leave.

"It'll probably just be these two days. I'll rest here for a bit and then leave. Do you want to come with me?"

"........."

Xiahou Lan was silent for a while and did not respond. After a while, he suddenly smiled.

"Brother, please go back. I won't go with you. I'll stay and accompany Senior Sister Huyan. After all, she was also injured because of me."

"alright."

"On the contrary, it's you, Senior Brother. Just one sentence made Sister Moling wait for you for so many years. It's really time for you to go back and take a look."

Hearing the tone that didn't sound fake, Yanan had no idea what had happened between them.

They chatted for a while along the way, and finally when it was completely dark, Yanan sent Xiahou Lan back to Xuan Gong Cave, and returned to his residence in Tiequanmen.

The house doesn't look run-down at all. It must be cleaned regularly. The bedding was also new and was delivered by Senior Brother Lei Qian today.

but………

Yanan walked into the room and looked at the bulging quilt on his bed. The pillow was in the right position, and he stretched out a hand shaped like a crane.

Hmm...what was the name of that crazy Feitianmen disciple?

Before Yanan could think of it, the person on the bed seemed to realize that Yanan had arrived and quickly performed in a strange tone.

"Is the person coming here the Little Medical Fairy?"

"No, I'm Zhuge Kongming."

"Eh?"

The figure under the quilt seemed to forcibly resist the urge to stick his head out and look around, and continued to perform.

"I am the thousand-year-old spiritual crane from Kongtong Mountain... You can call me Crane Hero!"

"Then, classmate Hexia, why are you coming to my place so late at night? And aren't you bored staying under the covers?"

"Hehe... I came here to give you a great opportunity."

"No need, and it's summer now, right?"

"If we don't need the opportunity, what about the magic weapon?"

"No, and can you come out? You're not taking a sauna in there, are you?"

"Do you want a beauty? A lively and lovely girl, do you want me to introduce her to you?"

"I already have someone I like, and I have a feeling you're about to get dehydrated."

"You don't want this or that. Let me think about what you really need..."

Before A Hexia could finish his words, Yanan walked over, pulled back the quilt, and saw A Hexia's face covered in sweat, with even the cuffs of his clothes wet with sweat.

There was no so-called sweat smell, but instead there was a faint body fragrance, which Xiahou Lan also had, but the two smells were different.

Xiaomei: ⊙▽⊙

Yanan: ⊙_⊙

The two looked at each other for a while, then Yu Xiaomei smiled generously and said to Yanan.

"What a coincidence, you are here too, brother."

"?"

Why don't you listen to what you're saying?

My room, my quilt, and you still say this to me?

Seeing that the truth was revealed, Yu Xiaomei simply stopped pretending, broke free from the quilt that was already soaked with sweat, and sat cross-legged on Yanan's bed.

"Huh~ I'm finally free..."

On the other side, Yanan, who had poured water, looked at his brand new quilt being ruined like this and couldn't help but complain.

"No, you're hiding your heat rash under my quilt."