One Hundred Ways to Whitewash Villains [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

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　　In the small cave, the faint firelight kept swaying.

　　The thin boy was lying on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. His eyebrows were frowning, his face was sickly flushed, as if he had fallen into some nightmare, and he kept talking nonsense.

　　Wei Zi'an knew he was dreaming. The cries and screams seemed to be separated by a thin film, making them indistinct and indistinct. The scorching flames rolled and involved everything, and those familiar faces became twisted and ferocious, appearing above the flames like evil ghosts. He wanted to scream and escape, but his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground. He could not move an inch. He could only watch the tongue of fire licking his toes and rolling up bit by bit.

　　"Be good, don't be afraid." The voice that came from nowhere was like a sweet spring, extinguishing the blazing flames. The hand was gently held by someone, and the body temperature of another person was transmitted inexplicably from the point of contact. It was reassuring, "Trust me, you'll be fine."

　　Wei Zi'an suddenly opened his eyes, and all he saw was the moss-covered mountain wall.

　　After being stunned for a while, Wei Zi'an came back to his senses. He held on to the mountain wall and slowly sat up. The pain from his body made him take a breath. The coat covering him slid down to his waist as he moved, revealing the scarred body underneath.

　　The two most serious wounds had been treated with medicine, and the many remaining small wounds had been carefully cleaned. Wei Zi'an was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, his heart suddenly calmed down. Putting the coat that was a bit too big for him on his body, Wei Zi'an leaned against the mountain wall and began to observe the place where he was.

　　This is a small cave, only big enough for three or five people. The entrance to the cave was blocked by a stone, leaving only a small gap through which light could shine through. The stone is covered with green vines and the branches are lush. Even if someone walks by, it will be difficult to find that there is such a hidden cave entrance - Wei Zi'an knows this best. He had hid in this cave countless times, listening to the voices of people outside who wanted to humiliate him, but because he was nowhere to be found, they cursed angrily.

　　Whenever Wei Zi'an was wronged or beaten, he would always hide in this cave and lick his wounds alone in the dark.

　　The Wei family is a martial arts family. Although there are direct branches and side branches, in the final analysis, they are still divided according to talent and ability. As the legitimate son of the current head of the Wei family, Wei Zi'an has not learned even the simplest mental skills at the age of thirteen. Naturally, he is regarded as a shame to the Wei family. Even his father was criticized by many people because of this matter. Although impeachment would not cause him to lose his position as the head of the family, it would also cause him a lot of trouble. As time went by, Wei Zi'an's father, who was originally kind to Wei Zi'an, gradually became impatient, so Wei Zi'an's life in the Wei family became even more difficult.

　　Verbal scolding was the most common thing, and he was punched and kicked countless times. The more times Wei Zi'an got used to it.

　　Not knowing why he thought of this at this time, Wei Zi'an let out a long sigh.

　　There was a fire in the center of the cave, but due to the unfamiliarity of the person who lit the fire, the fire was not strong, as if it could be extinguished at any time. Wei Zi'an's clothes were hung on a tree branch beside the fire, and water was still flowing down.

　　Just when Wei Zi'an was thinking about who saved his life, the stone blocking the entrance of the cave shook slightly and was slowly moved away. The light from outside the cave shone in, causing Wei Zi'an to squint his eyes in discomfort. Because it was against the light, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the person standing at the entrance of the cave, but judging from the figure of the other person, he must be about the same age as himself.

　　As if he noticed Wei Zi'an's gaze, the man paused and said, "Are you awake?"

　　His slightly hoarse voice overlapped with the voice he heard in his dream.

　　However, when Wei Zi'an saw the other party's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide, and a look of shock appeared on his face: "Wei Chengze?!" He stood up suddenly, the wounds on his body were because of It tore open due to his movement, and the coat on his body was stained with a little blood. But Wei Zi'an seemed not to feel any pain at all, and just stared at Wei Chengze with all vigilance - he had not forgotten that before he fainted, this man wanted to kill him.

　　Wei Chengze paused, glanced at Wei Zi'an's wound, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "If I wanted to kill you, would you still be alive today?" After saying that, he seemed impatient to talk to him any more. Wei Zi'an didn't say anything. After throwing the thing in his hand towards him, he sat down at the edge of the cave and stopped talking.

　　Subconsciously catching the thing Wei Chengze threw over, Wei Zi'an looked down and found that it was a piece of fruit wrapped in a leaf. It was not much, but the items were quite mixed. It obviously took a lot of effort to find it. of. Looking at the bag of fruit in his hand, Wei Zi'an frowned, wondering what Wei Chengze meant.

　　He and Wei Chengze didn't know each other very well. The few times they met, the other party just acted like he was superior and ordered him to do this or that, as if this could show his superiority to others.

　　"If you're worried about me poisoning you, you don't have to eat it." Wei Chengze said coldly after not hearing anything for a while. Wei Zi'an frowned and looked at him, but he couldn't help but be stunned. It was only then that Wei Zi'an discovered that Wei Chengze was only wearing a white undershirt that was not yet dry.

　　It was early autumn, and the temperature at noon seemed to be enough to scorch a person to the core, but it was shockingly cold at night.

　　Looking down at the coat he was wearing, Wei Zi'an's brows furrowed even more. He relaxed his tense body and followed Wei Chengze's example of sitting against the mountain wall. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back and said, "Why...why do you know this place?"