soul repair

In the early morning of summer, when the two were talking at the gate of the hall, the night became lighter, and Guan Lingdao could clearly see a mole on Ji Qingyan's left eyebrow.A wind blew up in the mountains, and Ji Qingyan's hair and clothes blew and hit Guan Lingdao's face and body. Guan Lingdao didn't dare to touch or dislike him, let alone smile. His cheeks and neck were numb and tingling, in extreme pain.

Ji Qingyan didn't seem to notice it at all, raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked into the hall without saying a word.

With the light in the main hall, it is natural to see a lot, the place has been in disrepair for a long time, the stone slabs on the ground have already broken, mountains and grass have emerged from the cracks, and moss is everywhere.The hall was empty, except for a few mottled Taoist stone carvings.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Qingyan looked down at the bottom of the stone carving, and carved a lot of characters, but they were incomplete, so he could only figure out the general idea by guesswork.

Guan Lingdao didn't dare to talk nonsense, he didn't know how much Ji Qingyan knew.

"There are thousands of disciples in the former Shangqing, and they have to teach every day, teaching door rules, practice, and standing in the world-this is the hall where they taught." Ji Qingyan stood next to the sculpture of the old Taoist just now, and looked up. For a moment, "These statues are the old men who have taught here in the past. They are in charge of teaching the disciples of the various palaces. Although they are not one of the lords of the twelve palaces, their status is also detached."

After finishing speaking, he said to Guan Lingdao, "Let's go."

Guan Lingdao followed Ji Qingyan and flew among the mountains. Ji Qingyan didn't like to talk, so he didn't dare to make any noise.The sky is getting brighter, and the scenery along the way is different from that at night. White mist floats in the mountains, and the ruins on the surrounding mountains are vaguely covered with ivy, which is very peaceful.

Nowadays, there are few disciples in the Shangqing Palace, and these mountains are not used, so the ruins of the past can be preserved.The three peaks of Muzhe, Weiming and Congyuan have already been renovated, but the relics of the former Shangqing are no longer visible.

After finally returning to Ji Qingyan's yard, Ji Qingyan pointed to the white chair in front of the stone table, and Guan Lingdao sat down.

"Third House Master..." The corners of his mouth were pulled down tightly, for fear of revealing a misleading smile again.

"You don't sleep at night, what are you doing in that hall?"

At this time, Guan Lingdao hadn't slept well for five or six days, his eyes were dark, and he was exhausted, so he whispered: "I really can't sleep at night."

"Why can't you sleep?"

"There's no reason, I just can't fall asleep at night, I can't help but fly out for a stroll—" Halfway through speaking, Ji Qingyan glanced at him silently, Guan Lingdao fell silent.

Ji Qingyan picked up yesterday's test paper from the stone table, spread it out and put it on the table: "Knock and say, your paper is mixed with the rules of the previous Shangqing, where did you hear it?"

Guan Lingdao's heart sank.No wonder Ji Qingyan followed him at night, it turned out that the sound of stone knocking informed him.How did this traitor sell him so easily?

"I heard it before I came to Shangqing, and I forgot where I heard it." Guan Lingdao was a little dissatisfied, looking down at the table.

Ji Qingyan remained silent for a long time, and put away the test paper: "Since that's the case, you don't have to go back. I have a small room in this yard, and you live here. Whenever I think about it, I will let you go back."

Guan Lingdao immediately turned dark: "You let me live here, and I won't leave in the future."

"Speak. No matter what you say today, only the two of us know."

Guan Lingdao just felt that he was forcing him to have no way out: "What do you want me to do?"

"I don't want to do anything to you."

I don't want to do anything to him, but I don't want to make him comfortable.Guan Lingdao was so sleepy that he couldn't open his upper and lower eyelids, and the pain was unbearable, he whispered, "Let me sleep, okay? I can't think of anything right now, I'll talk to you when I wake up."

Ji Qingyan stood up.

There was an empty room in the west courtyard next door, Ji Qingyan led him there, Guan Lingdao held his breath a little: "Let me live with you, I will peek at you taking a bath at night, the third princess is not afraid that Qingyu will be ruined by me. "

Ji Qingyan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked back at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Where did you laugh?Guan Lingdao's veins twitched slightly.

"I think you're smiling."

Guan Lingdao forced the corners of his mouth down, not daring to say anything more.

This sleep did not wake up until the next morning, at least ten hours later, Guan Lingdao felt comfortable all over his body, and all the fatigue in his body had disappeared.He sat up and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly remembered that this place is not his own, but Ji Qingyan's.

The old man's voice disappeared mysteriously last night.Guan Lingdao didn't know if it was because he was sound asleep and didn't hear it, or if something else happened, so he got dressed and walked out in a calm manner.

In the dim light of the yard, Ji Qingyan was playing chess alone in front of the stone table.

This man really likes to play chess in the morning.

Back then, his master had taught him everything. Although Guan Lingdao was not proficient, he could at least get a rough idea.He quietly sat down on the stone chair opposite Ji Qingyan, looked at the chessboard, and kept silent.

"There are ghosts in Shangqing Palace, isn't it?" Ji Qingyan didn't look up.

Guan Lingdao didn't speak.

"You can listen to the soul." Ji Qingyan looked up at the expression on his face.

At this time, it was too late to hide it anymore, Guan Lingdao said angrily, "If I can listen to the soul, can I laugh?"

He was just curious when Ji Qingyan discovered it: "When did you suspect it? That night in Baiping Town?"

Ji Qingyan didn't speak, neither admitted nor denied.

"Did you notice it when I woke up?"

"You suddenly woke up, lay down again, and soon got up and went to peek at Mo Zhongxian's door. You were not unable to sleep that night, but you were awakened with a start."

Guan Lingdao didn't want him to see clearly all his actions that night, so he lowered his head and said in silence for a while, "The third princess is brave and heroic. What should I do now?"

Ji Qingyan didn't speak, just looked at him.

After searching for so long, the person I want to find is hiding under my nose, trying my best to make him angry and not let him find out.Most importantly, outsiders don't know his ability to listen to souls.

"Why don't you admit it?"

Guan Lingdao drooped his head, and his voice was a little uneasy: "The people who listen to the soul are thankless, and they are fought over like objects. I am selfish by nature, and I don't know what it means to take the responsibility of the people of the world. I would rather Who doesn't know."

These words are really good, if it is Ji Qingyan himself, I am afraid that he may not be willing to agree immediately.He remained silent for a long time, then suddenly pulled Guan Lingdao to stand up, and said softly, "Come on, follow me to see the old Palace Master."

Guan Lingdao panicked and staggered to keep up: "Ah? Go now?"

The Sleepless Mountain is only a moment's journey away, and within a cup of tea, Guan Lingdao has already been dragged by Ji Qingyan to Sanchen.Sanchen was drinking morning tea, only heard that Ji Qingyan brought a young disciple here, and if he wanted to see him, he immediately let them in.

"Can you listen to the soul?" Sanchen put down his teacup, quite surprised.

"Yes, old palace master."

Sanchen smiled: "What's it like to listen to the soul? Tell me."

"I don't feel anything. The sound doesn't come in from the ears. It's useless to cover it. I can still hear it. Not only the sound, but also the feelings of ghosts. They are uncomfortable, so I am also uncomfortable. But sometimes when I am lonely I can also say a few words to those with a more peaceful personality, but unfortunately they don't stay for long, and their souls fly away in a few hours."

"Can you hear the soul from a young age?"

Guan Lingdao nodded.

Sanchen nodded lightly: "It's extremely hard to find someone who listens to the soul, I don't want you to appear just like this, would you like to help Shangqing Palace catch the soul cultivator?"

Guan Lingdao thought to himself, can he still let him choose?Still unwilling to ask: "Do I have to follow the Lord of the Third Palace?"

"good."

"..."

Instead of fighting meaninglessly, it's better to be obedient and save each other some time.He nodded and said: "Shangqing Palace accepts disciples, and disciples are naturally willing to serve Shangqing Palace, but once Red Sandalwood Palace finds out about the existence of disciples, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar again."

Sanchen smiled slightly: "I already gave them one, how could I give another one? Besides, you are a disciple of the Shangqing Palace. It's just that it's unavoidable, so don't mention this matter to others, as long as the two of you know about it."

Guan Lingdao wished so: "Thank you, old palace master, old palace master is wise." Then he said to Ji Qingyan: "In the future, I will meet with the third palace master often. If the third palace master is unhappy, you can tell me, and I can change someone Make him angry."

San Chen frowned and looked at the two, then smiled slightly and said to Guan Lingdao, "You go out first."

"Yes." Guan Lingdao understood that he had nothing to do here, so he stood up, bowed, and went out.

As soon as Guan Lingdao left, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely quiet, Sanchen looked at Ji Qingyan: "Does he often make you angry?"

"It doesn't count, the heart is not bad." Ji Qingyan frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, the old palace master, the disciple can control him."

Sanchen smiled: "Guan Lingdao's temperament is different from ordinary people, and it's not easy to get along with him." He pondered for a while, then lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and suddenly said: "Let me tell you a story, I hope it will be helpful to you." help."

Ji Qingyan listened respectfully.

Sanchen took a sip of tea and said, "Many years ago, I passed a mountain. There lived a Taoist on that mountain. He raised a group of beasts, and there was a wolf. The other beasts were docile and obedient, and they would be coquettish from time to time. Please, but this wolf is stubborn and unruly, and the Taoist has always been angry with it and drove it away. Later, when the Taoist met an enemy, the wolf suddenly appeared, desperately tearing the opponent into pieces, biting The Taoist was very heartbroken, but it was a pity that the wolf was seriously injured, covered in blood, and his intestines were exposed, so he threw himself into the Taoist's arms to please and show weakness."

The two were silent for a moment, San Chen asked, "Do you understand what I mean by that?"

"I beg the old palace master to clarify."

Sanchen moved his lips, but in the end he didn't make a sound, and suddenly smiled: "You understand it yourself, I won't say more. Meddling in other people's business will always be a disservice."