Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Yun Qian put the hand that covered Kou Bai's mouth behind his back, and Kou Bai lowered his head and smiled warmly.

"Why is master so panicked? Is there something strange inside?"

Seeing Kou Bai asking this question, Yun Qian felt that he might not have seen the scene inside. She coughed twice and tried to pretend to be serious: "It's okay, there is nothing inside."

"Nothing?" Kou Bai opened his eyes slightly and started to walk away: "Then let's go in now."

"Hey..." Yun Qian quickly stopped the person again, "Let's go in later."

"Why do you have to go in later?"

"This..." Yun Qian scratched her head, her eyes suddenly noticed a fan-shaped arch next to her, and she had an idea.

"Because I think the scenery over there is pretty good. Maybe there are clues there. Let's go there and take a look first."

Yun Qian grabbed Kou Bai's sleeve and pulled him toward the door. Kou Bai let Yun Qian pull him with a slight smile on his lips.

Passing through the arch is a huge banyan tree. The trunk is as thick as several people hugging each other. Hanging on the tree are many red cloths and silks that people used to pray in the past. The words on them have been covered by years of rain, snow and frost. Most of it was polished off.

It's just such a big banyan tree, but it doesn't have many leaves. The only few dead leaves are crumbling, leaving only the bare trunk.

This scenery is not really good, even if it is a scenery, it is a bit unsatisfactory.

Both the master and the disciple looked up at the big lifeless banyan tree.

After a long while, Kou Bai turned to his master and said seriously: "Master, the scenery here is indeed good, but it is not something that ordinary people can appreciate."

Yun Qian, who was "not an ordinary person", raised her hands to cover her face, thinking that the slap in the face came so quickly.

Just when Yun Qian was about to find a hole to crawl into, Kou Bai suddenly said, "Master, look."

Yun Qian's hand covering her face opened a little, revealing one eye. Seeing Kou Bai's slender finger pointing to a high place, she followed him and looked over.

There is a branch at the highest point of the big banyan tree. Different from other branches, there is only a piece of red cloth hanging on that branch, a brand-new piece of red cloth. Not only is the cloth brand new, but the ink writing on it is also very new.

It looks like it has just been hung up, and it is extremely bright under the sunlight.

"Do you want me to take it off and have a look?" Kou Bai asked.

Yun Qian shook his head, "People probably hung it up for some purpose, so it's not appropriate to take it down rashly."

"Let's go up and see for ourselves."

After Yun Qian finished speaking, he flew up the tree, his body as light as a flying swallow, tapped the branches lightly with his toes, and stood on a slightly stronger trunk.

She looked up at the red silk. There was only one sentence on it: I only hope that my son will be safe and well.

There is no signature, and there is no name of the child of the owner of the cloth.

It's strange. Most people always write the name of the person they pray for or the person they want to bless from the Buddha, but this piece of silk has nothing on it.

Yun Qian was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the slight sound from the tree trunk under his feet.

Although the trunk of the big banyan tree is thick and strong, after so many years, the branches have withered like this, which means that the tree is no longer alive, and the heart of the tree is probably completely decayed.

Sure enough, the next second the tree trunk Yun Qian was standing on began to break at the joint. Yun Qian didn't check for a moment and fell with the broken branches.

Kou Bai's face turned solemn, and he flew up to meet him. He swept the fallen branches with great force, stretched out his hands, caught Yun Qian firmly, and then landed on the ground.

Yun Qian subconsciously wrapped her arms around Kou Bai's neck, and looked up to see Kou Bai's clear jawline tightening, looking nervous.

After Kou Bai landed, he did not rush to put Yun Qian down. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Yun Qian seriously: "Master, don't be distracted in dangerous places."

The roles of the two seemed to be reversed, with Kou Bai more like a serious parent admonishing his children.

Yun Qian is an immortal, and he can protect himself even if he falls. It's actually nothing. But seeing his apprentice's really worried look, Yun Qian swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Then he said: "Master, I will pay attention next time. This time I just ignored it."

"There will be no next time, Master."

"Okay, I got it," Yun Qian patted Kou Bai on the shoulder, "I'm fine, please put me down."

Kou Bai pursed his lips and put down the white-clothed Immortal in his arms with some reluctance, and the light fragrance also disappeared.

That light fragrance was so familiar, it was the scent of Yun Qian.Kou Bai liked to cling to Yun Qian when he was a child, even when sleeping. He always fell asleep peacefully surrounded by this light fragrance.

As for when he grew up, Yun Qian deliberately told Kou Bai that there were differences between men and women, and deliberately kept a distance from him, so he rarely heard of it.

Yun Qian straightened his robe and said: "What is written on the red silk is that I hope my son will be safe and go well, which is a wish that most people have."

"As for why that piece of cloth is so intact, it's because there are restrictions on it, the restrictions of the demon clan."

The person who hung it to the highest place should be a member of the demon clan. He placed a ban on it to protect the cloth from the erosion of wind and sun.

That's why the red silk was so intact.

"Then the person hanging the red silk is the same person who did the evil in the temple?" Kou Bai asked.

Yun Qian turned his head and looked at the red silk fluttering in the wind, shook his head and said, "Probably not."

"Since you hang red silk prayers in the temple, you are asking for something from the Buddha. If you still do such bad things in the temple, isn't it contradictory?"

Yun Qian felt that even though they were demons, there were good and bad ones, and they could not deny all demons by generalizing.

"Then is there any relationship between these two people?" Kou Bai asked again.

Kou Bai's question was crucial, but Yun Qian didn't know it either.

There was nothing else here except this big banyan tree. Yun Qian thought about it and decided to go to the palace at the back first.

"Maybe there will be useful clues later."

Before Yun Qian left, he cast a spell on the big banyan tree. A gentle light enveloped the entire tree. When the light dissipated, the big tree regained its vitality. The dead branches sprouted new buds and gradually grew into green leaves, dense green leaves. It provides enough cover for the red silk on the tree.

As if to protect the wishes of those who came to pray, the red silk at the top moved with the wind.

Yun Qian used a little fairy power to support the big banyan tree, and Kou Bai looked sideways with deep eyes.

"Let's go and take a look at the back." Yun Qian said.

After so long, the two people in the back hall should have finished...

Fortunately, Yun Qian and Kou Bai had already separated when they walked into the palace. Their expressions were normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

If Yun Qian hadn't seen it, he might have really believed it.

Feng Xuan still had the emotionless expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. Seeing Yun Qian come in, his eyes flashed, "Have you found any clues?"

"There are no particularly useful clues." Yun Qian replied, and then told the two about the red cloth and silk.

Meng Xiang stepped forward and asked, "Could that be a trick to hide the truth from others?"

Yun Qian looked at her, her eyes unchanged, but she felt that Meng Xiang had obviously dodged, as if he had just done something wrong.

"I don't think so," Yun Qian didn't say the reason. After saying that, she walked towards the other side, walking straight past the place where Feng Xuan and Meng Xiang were inseparable just now.