Chapter 9: Friendly Forces? (Above)
Only partially adapted from real events
When Chu Wan reopened his eyes, he only saw the ceiling of white flowers, and felt weakness all over his body, and there was a dull pain in his lower abdomen.
As she slowly woke up, she was afraid for a moment that she would not be able to escape from prison, and her body shook slightly, but she did not feel the friction of the shackles on her wrists and ankles, nor did she smell the bad smell of prison, so she quickly calmed down and realized that this might be someone's home.
There was no sound around, she dragged her weak body to sit up slowly, and looked at the environment in the room - although the bookshelves were all over the house, they were placed in an orderly manner, messy but not messy, there were pen holders, inkstones and papers on the desk, and some books and picture scrolls, and the whole room exuded a faint smell of books and unknown flowers, and Chu Wan suddenly felt a little relieved.
But she couldn't remember which of her friends' house would be furnished like this, but if it was a stranger, would she cause any trouble to this person?
With a "squeak", the wooden door was slowly pushed open, interrupting Chu Wan's thoughts. Although she panicked in her heart, she looked over without changing her face, and saw a fresh and refined man coming in at the door, he was about four or five years older than herself, his eyebrows were as warm as jade, he was dressed in green clothes, he was graceful, his gait was light, and he was bookish.
He held a book in one hand and a bowl in the other, which seemed to be steaming hot, and as he approached, he could smell the smell of herbs, the strong smell of books on his body, and the smell of unknown flowers.
I don't know if it's because of that floral fragrance, Chu Wan's vigilance has been lowered a little, his breathing has become very stable, and his body seems to have relaxed a lot.
"You're feeling better, aren't you?" His voice was clear and soft, with a hint of composure that an adult would have. "Drink this, it's good for your wounds."
Chu Wan hesitated slightly and took the decoction, but when he thought of being poured by Jiang Lingyue in prison with the unknown liquid that aggravated his pain, he hesitated and didn't drink it.
She held the decoction for a long time, staring at the liquid in it as if she was thoughtful, opened her mouth gently, and realized that her voice was hoarse the moment she spoke: "Why did you save me?" She cleared her throat, trying to ease her hoarse voice, but the action caused a sharp pain in her throat that made her frown slightly.
"Save? It's not reasonable to use the word 'save' among witchers, and they can't die, so how can it be considered 'save'? At most, I just picked up a random person and helped them heal. The scholar smiled. Besides, even if he saved you, is there anything wrong, why do you have an expression of blaming me? β
"......" Chu Wan didn't want to answer him, because her throat hurt, she just frowned first and shook her head gently, but the other party didn't seem to notice her small movements.
"Could it be that I saved someone and saved the wrong person?" The man asked as he covered his mouth with a book and pretended to be surprised.
"No, I didn't mean that......" Chu Wan spoke, enduring the sharp pain in her throat, which caused her to cough a few times, "Sorry, my throat is not very comfortable. I just feel like you're saving me...... Or rather, there is a reason for helping me. β
"Reason...... I can't talk about it. The scholar said, "I went out for a walk, and I saw you in the pavilion, you were covered in blood at that time, and your clothes were also tattered everywhere, and it seemed that you had been cut by a knife, but you could only find messy stitches on your body, but there were no knife marks, so I guess ......."
The scholar didn't say anything halfway through, which caused Chu Wan's bad taste, and she raised her eyebrows lightly as if she wanted to deliberately let him say it: "What do you guess?" β
"......" The scholar was silent for a while, as if he was a little concerned about whether to say it, but in the end he still frowned imperceptibly, "You were dismembered, were you?" β
Chu Wan sneered, and then nodded lightly: "More than once." β
The scholar didn't speak for a long time, looked at her with an extremely complicated gaze, and finally spoke after a long time: "Drink the medicine, otherwise your body will fall into the root of the disease." β
Chu Wan hesitated for a while, thinking that since he saved himself, he should not have the intention of harming others, so he finally took the bowl and drank the decoction, and the moment the decoction entered his stomach, his throat was indeed much more comfortable, and his body was not so painful. This medicine is not difficult to find, and the effect of the medicine is good, but it seems that it has been a long time ago that someone would be so attentive to her injury and prepare the corresponding medicine. She was slightly stunned for a moment, like a displaced ghost.
"Thank you, sir." She was silent for a long time, and finally looked at the scholar's face, and found that the man was very handsome and gentle, even if he was wearing a simple green coat, he still showed his extraordinary temperament. She was slightly stunned, then looked away, feeling a little uncomfortable inexplicably, "I don't know what Mr. is?" I'll repay you in the future."
ββ¦β¦οΌβ Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "I'm a little unaccustomed to suddenly talking to me in this tone." β
Chu Wan realized that her thinking had deviated from his face just now, and her expression was a little flustered, and she scratched her head a little embarrassed under this embarrassment.
"Don't be stubborn, Miss Chuwan, my name is Mowen, I don't need to repay my kindness or anything, I'm just giving help casually, don't worry about it." Seeing her embarrassment, Mowen chuckled.
"How do you know my name?" Chu Wan was a little stunned, and subconsciously shrank into the corner, his fingers clenched the corner, and his heartbeat slowed down for a moment.
"Here." Mo Wen pointed to the neck lock around her neck, and then took out a book from his arms, Chu Wan immediately recognized it as the Demon Book, subconsciously reached out to grab it, and covered the neck lock around her neck with the other hand.
Mo Wen held the book high as if he was going to joke with her, he was much taller than Chu Wan, and Chu Wan naturally couldn't reach it.
"Give it back to me." Chu Wan clenched his fists and glared at him viciously.
"Don't worry, Miss Chuwan." Mowen smiled tepidly, and Chu Wan looked a little annoyed. "I'm not your enemy, but I'm not your friend either, you only went to prison three months ago, the case is still fresh, plus this book and this neck lock, how can I not know where you came from?"
Trimester? You've been in there for so long? Chu Wan was in a slight trance, but quickly recovered, and asked angrily: "Then why did you save me?" Let me be sent back to prison in good health and looking flawless, so that you can take credit from the administrators? β
"Don't get me wrong, Miss Chuwan, I said it, I'm not your enemy." Mo Wen said, casually throwing the book to Chu Wan, as if he didn't intend to rob her in the first place, "The magic of this book is very powerful, I don't know how you got it...... But make good use of it, and don't bring yourself to death. β
"Cut, I won't ......" Chu Wan was a little upset, but soon noticed that there seemed to be something in his words, Chu Wan was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him. What do you know? β
Mo Wen shook his head: "I don't know much. I saved you, it's just a kind of fate. He paused and continued, "But since it is fate, I would also like to remind you that due to your special status, please do not trust anyone, and do not have any illusions about anyone and your future life, this is your destiny to become the master of the Book of Demons." β
Destiny? What kind of fate? Destined to be treated with prejudiced gaze by others, everyone shouts and beats like a rat crossing the street, is this fate?
Chu Wan pursed her lips with some disdain: Since the world wants her to be like this, then she has to change this ending to show the world!
"Also, Miss Chuwan." Mo Wen's voice interrupted her somewhat excited thoughts, and when she looked up, she found that Mo Wen was already standing at the door of the room, looking like she was going out, "If your body is fine, just leave quickly, that thing on your neck has a positioning function, and the group of administrators will definitely come to find you if they find out that you have run away, I can only help you buy time for a short time." If you really don't have anywhere to go, consider reading the letter I kept in the cupboard on my bedside table. However, my advice is not to believe the content of the letter, your identity is special, you should be more careful. β
With that, he closed the door and left.
Chu Wan opened the bedside table suspiciously and took a look, and there was indeed a letter inside, as if it had not been opened, so how did Mowen know the contents inside?
She couldn't figure it out, so she opened the letter and saw that it read:
Dear Miss Chu Wan,
Hello!
We believe you have escaped from prison when you receive this letter, and given your strength, we invite you to join us in our feast and keep you safe if you need it.
Sincerely, the Duke.
γFeastγ......? What is the name of the organization, she seems to have never heard of it. She was a little confused for a while, and looked at the words on the letter repeatedly, she really didn't have a trace of those words, and this duke who wrote the letter, she had never heard of it before. Where did they know about themselves? Could it be that you are being watched?
There was a cacophony outside, and Chu Wan stopped his movements and listened outside.
"We know that Chu Wan is here with you, and you are stopping us like this, we have the right to suspect that you are harboring fugitives." This seemed to be Jiang Lingyue's voice, only to hear him continue, "If you don't purify her regularly, she will one day go berserk and harm all of us." β
"I don't know what you're talking about." Mo Wen seemed to smile and said, "I have never been a fugitive here, if you don't believe me, you can go in and investigate." β
Hearing this, Chu Wan's heart tightened, and he realized that he had to leave now, so he used the Demon Book to teleport himself away.