Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

After passing the teahouse, the road to Wangshuiling gradually became deserted. As night fell, Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen decided to set up camp on the spot, intending to rest for a night and continue flying on their swords tomorrow when they were full of energy.

Previously, when participating in the inner sect trial, one had to survive alone in the deep mountains and forests like Wuzijian for several days, so almost all the disciples who participated in the competition learned a lot of survival skills in the wild.

Not to mention camping, we can even deal with monsters if they come.

However, because Guan Shanyu and the other person came out for business, not for an outing, they only brought some simple things. They used flints to start a fire and sprinkled some insect repellent around the fire. That was all they had planned.

Guan Shanyu sat under a tree with his legs crossed. He secretly glanced at Yan Ruchen's right hand, which had just pinched someone. He saw that the palm of his hand was covered with thick calluses. Although there was no scar at all, the joints were slightly red.

He secretly marveled in his heart that Yan Ruchen could crush someone's hand bones with one hand. His strength was so great that if he were to arm wrestle with him, he wondered if his hand would be crushed.

However, to be on the safe side, Guan Shanyu still opened the bottle and said, "I think it's better to apply it just in case. We don't know what we will encounter tomorrow, so we must not leave any sequelae."

Yan Ruchen felt that it was unnecessary. He had only applied a little force, and his hand hadn't even broken its skin, so there was no need to apply medicine. He politely declined, "It's true that we're not sure what will happen next, so we should use the medicine sparingly. I'm actually fine."

Guan Shanyu didn't listen. After hesitating for a moment, he firmly reached out his hand. Seeing that Yan Ruchen didn't resist, he lowered his head and carefully sprinkled the powder on Yan Ruchen's hand.

After applying the medicine on the back of his hand, he looked at the palm again and felt that he was not satisfied. He carefully turned Yan Ruchen's hand over and carefully applied the medicine on the palm as well. Seeing Yan Ruchen pull his hand away and then pull it back, he muttered, "It's better to apply it to be safe."

Yan Ruchen turned to look at him in confusion, and saw that he was concentrating on applying the medicine with his head down. His long eyelashes cast a serious shadow on his face. He pulled his hand away several times without pulling it away, fearing that if he pulled Guan Shanyu harder, he would hurt him and start crying again. After thinking about it, he decided to give up and let him apply the medicine on his hand.

Guan Shanyu carefully spread the powder evenly across Yan Ruchen's palm. The medicine originally had a pungent smell, but he had modified it by adding lily and mint, making it both refreshing and fragrant. After admiring his "work" with satisfaction, he placed his hand back on Yan Ruchen's lap, then packed up his medicine box and asked, "By the way, Ruchen, when were you standing behind me just now?"

I bumped into you and my nose still hurts.

Yan Ruchen looked down at his palms, which felt slightly cold, and replied, "I was there when you slammed the table and stood up."

Guan Shanyu's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this: "So early? Then they are still arguing with me?"

Yan Ruchen glanced at him calmly and replied, "It was too dark, they didn't see me."

Guan Shanyu said "Oh" and then reached out to scratch his neck, where he seemed to have been bitten by a mosquito. He looked around and thought that he might not have poured enough mosquito repellent, so he took out the medicine from the medicine box and sprayed it into the air carefully.

Seeing him bustling about, constantly changing his tasks, Yan Ruchen also drew his sword and began polishing it. Neither of them spoke, and the air was quiet for a moment before Yan Ruchen suddenly asked, "You just argued with them. Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

Guan Shanyu was still swatting mosquitoes earnestly by the fire. When he heard Yan Ruchen ask this, he replied as a matter of course, "Of course I'll run. I definitely won't stand there and let them beat me."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing more. He sheathed his sword and hugged it to his chest, then lay down on his side and closed his eyes to rest.

Guan Shanyu had just slapped a mosquito to death when he turned around and saw that Yan Ruchen had closed his eyes to rest. He slowed down his movements and glanced at the stream in the distance. He waited there for a long time until he was sure that Yan Ruchen was really asleep. Then he gently lifted his clothes and walked carefully towards the stream.

Summer nights are always full of mosquitoes, and even spray can't stop the mosquitoes' excitement at the sight of a living person. A mosquito, from afar, spotted Yan Ruchen sleeping soundly beneath a tree, flapping its wings excitedly, ready to feast. But just as it reached the person, its tightly closed eyes suddenly flew open, and before it could avoid being crushed to pieces by a large hand.

Yan Ruchen flicked the mosquito off his hand and stared expressionlessly in the direction Guan Shanyu left.

This man's behavior was already puzzling. First he had followed him for no apparent reason, and now he had taken advantage of his nap to leave on his own. Yan Ruchen's face grew even gloomier. He stood up, glanced at the dying fire, then resolutely turned around and strode away from the tree.

The body of the mosquito that had just been bounced away fell right next to the fire and was instantly engulfed by the flames, turning into charred black, but before it could turn into ashes, a figure quietly returned.

Yan Ruchen stared at the direction of the stream expressionlessly. He felt it necessary to go and take a look. If Guan Shanyu was really up to something, he would expose him on the spot so that he would have a reason to distance himself from this person in the future.

The forest path was short, passing through sparse bushes and soon reaching the stream. Yan Ruchen used the shadows of the trees in the moonlight as cover and approached silently. He stared at the water, prepared for what he was about to see, but as soon as his eyes found Guan Shanyu's figure, he froze.

There was a white figure soaking in the stream.

Guan Shanyu is taking a bath.

Yan Ruchen stood there in a daze.

It's been scorching hot these past two days, and even a short walk outside can easily make you sweat profusely. I'd assumed ancient times would be much cooler than modern times, but I didn't expect summers in ancient times to be this hot. And Guan Shanyu, a young man who sweats easily, had been traveling all day, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

He was afraid that when they were traveling tomorrow, he would stink and Yan Ruchen would be bothered by the smell, but he was reluctant to spend money to stay in an inn, so he could only stay in this stream while Yan Ruchen was asleep.

Guan Shanyu happily swam two laps in the water. Although the summer temperature was no different from modern times, the water was much clearer than modern streams, and it was icy cold, refreshing. He carefully scrubbed the dirt off his body, leaving no corner untouched. As he washed, his heart suddenly tightened.

What if there are people living downstream? Wouldn’t this behavior be very immoral?

After thinking about it, Guan Shanyu chuckled. After leaving the village, the road ahead was almost deserted. How could there be people there? Besides...

It's not like he peed in the water.

So after he finished laughing, he splashed a few more times happily. When he was about to dive in and swim around again, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something flashing in the bushes. Guan Shanyu was startled and stopped, and looked over there carefully. He thought there was some ferocious beast standing over there, but when he looked closely, he was really shocked.

"Yan Ruchen? Why are you here? Are you awake?"

Guan Shanyu saw Yan Ruchen standing there motionless. He rubbed his eyes and confirmed that it was Yan Ruchen standing behind the bushes. He swam closer to him with some doubt and asked, "Why don't you sleep and come to peek at me taking a shower?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Ruchen's face instantly cracked. He walked out of the bushes, brows furrowed, and clarified: "I didn't peek. I saw you were not there, so I came to look for you."

Guan Shanyu laughed out loud. He knew he wasn't peeking. After all, if Yan Ruchen wanted to see, wouldn't it be better for him to take off his clothes and look at himself? It was just a joke.

He swam back to the shore leisurely and was almost done with his bath. He was ready to get up and pack up, muttering "Wait a minute, I'll pack up" as he sorted out the clothes on the stone. Seeing Yan Ruchen standing there without saying a word, Guan Shanyu was afraid that he would get impatient, so he looked up and smiled at him apologetically. However, he saw that Yan Ruchen was staring at him. Following his gaze, he saw that he was staring at the scar on his chest.

The scars from being beaten with canes and shot with arrows in the water dungeon, the Sutra Library, and the Elders' Hall have not healed yet. Some are scabby, while others still have scars. They are irregularly distributed on Guan Shanyu's smooth upper body. Because he is still wearing a pair of underwear on his lower body, he can't see what's inside the pants, but it is estimated that the situation is similar to that of the upper body.

Guan Shanyu reacted, probably because he was scared by his appearance. He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "It looks ugly, haha, but it should heal soon."

Yan Ruchen raised his eyes to look at him expressionlessly and said, "If you want it to heal quickly, you shouldn't soak it in water."

Guan Shanyu glanced down at himself and jokingly said, "It's okay even if they can't heal. Look, they've faded a lot. They were really scary when I was beaten just now. They were like centipedes growing on my body. But it's okay as long as they're not on my face. It won't affect my future marriage."

Yan Ruchen frowned slightly and looked at him, then asked slowly, "Marry a wife?"

Guan Shanyu exclaimed inwardly, "Fuck!", thinking that after being intimidated every day in the sect, he was so excited to be released. He swam and the water had already filled his head. How could he casually chat with Yan Ruchen about anything? How dare he be so relaxed and even joke with him? He almost forgot that he was a homosexual, so he immediately corrected himself, "Well, of course I was married. Haha, I didn't know I liked men."

Yan Ruchen's brows furrowed even tighter, and the look in his eyes became more complicated.

Guan Shanyu almost wanted to slap himself. The more anxious he got, the more confused he became. He quickly defended himself, "Don't get me wrong. I don't like just any man. I absolutely don't have any improper thoughts about Brother Ruchen. Of course, I'm not saying you're just any man. What I mean is, I like warm men. Bah, what warm men? Anyway, I'm following you for the next few days, and I won't be attracted to any man. Don't worry, I'll absolutely follow you wholeheartedly and help you eliminate the demon."

After stumbling over his words, Guan Shanyu's face had turned the color of liver. He no longer dared to look directly at Yan Ruchen. He hurriedly grabbed his clothes and tried to run away, his voice as thin as a thread: "Let's go back and rest, it's getting late...ah!"

Because he had something to hide, Guan Shanyu didn't pay attention to his feet for a moment, and when he turned around, he slipped and fell hard on his butt.

Damn, I took a shower in vain.