soul repair

The sky was dark, the wind and snow were blowing, and nothing could be seen clearly. Ji Qingyan's slightly cool neck was pressed against his left cheek, which was a little wet.

Ji Qingyan didn't make a sound and didn't push him away. Guan Lingdao leaned on his shoulder for a long time, then suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Master will have a teacher's wife one day. The teacher's wife sees that I am so good with the master, so she wants to beat me secretly. .”

Ji Qingyan pulled his back collar indifferently, the boy was forced to leave, and he was a little bit reluctant: "It's so cruel, I haven't cried enough." He touched his nose and wiped his face with his sleeve tear stains.

Weiliang's hand pulled him away, and handed a piece of clean Supa in front of her.

When Guan Lingdao saw this Supa, he remembered that he was peeping on him taking a bath that day, and he couldn't think about anything else. A scar the size of a fingernail flickered red.People really can't have dirty thoughts, when he thinks of these things, his face immediately reveals himself, and he really can't hide it in the future.

"What are you thinking?" Sure enough, he asked again.

"I think of my sister in the brothel in Sucheng." She said nonsense, perfunctory.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the breath around Ji Qingyan suddenly cooled down, and he looked at him expressionlessly with his lowered eyes, and after a long time, he turned and left without saying a word.

"Master, Master." Guan Lingdao hurried to catch up.

Ji Qingyan flew quickly in the wind and snow, but still ignored him.

"Third Palace Master, Master." Guan Lingdao took his hand, but he suddenly threw it away mercilessly, anxious in his heart, blurted out, "Third Palace Master, you can just punish me if you don't like it, why bother?" care about me?"

Ji Qingyan stopped to look at him, and said a few words from his teeth: "Come back and copy the door rules ten times."

Guan Lingdao's cheek under his left eye stopped hurting instantly, and he lowered his hand: "Huh? Ten times?" After a moment of stunned regret, he said in disbelief, "There must be a reason."

"Misconduct."

This is considered misbehavior, which of the school rules stipulates this, why does he think that Ji Qingyan can punish him as he wants?

Ji Qingyan looked down at him, with a calm expression on his face: "I'll copy with you."

"..."

Ji Qingyan was not around to watch him, and he could still find Shi Knocking to help him make up the numbers. In the past six months, he was fined many times, and Shi Knocking's copying of his handwriting became more and more decent.Sometimes he copied in Shi Knocking's room, one sitting on the floor and the other sitting at the table. Brother Yunsheng would roll up his sleeves to help grind ink when he saw them complaining.

Thinking of Shi Yunsheng lowering his head quietly again, his heart felt a little sour, a little heavy, he couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't feel any better when he thought of it, but he couldn't feel better when he remembered it.

"After death, the soul dissipates, ranging from decades to hundreds of years. When the time comes, they will reunite and be reborn." Ji Qingyan frowned, as if he didn't know how to persuade him, "Do you want him to be in Xuanji box?" Waiting in the dark, yearning for each other just like Brother Su Yigu, facing each other, but never seeing or hearing?"

"Do not want to."

Even if Shi Yunsheng's soul is alive, it cannot return to his body. From the day he was killed, this matter has become a foregone conclusion.

Thinking about it this way, I felt a little relieved.

"Third Palace Master, if I do the same in the future, you must kill me, and don't let me live alone in that box."

Ji Qingyan gave him a cold look: "Nonsense."

"Why don't you just read to me every day, don't read the rules of the family, the novels in the Southern Dynasties are the best, don't be too deep and difficult to understand, I can't stand the suspense, and I feel tired after reading. "Wonderful smile without fear of death.

Tianxian's face darkened again.

On the way back, Ji Qingyan didn't speak to him again, when they arrived at Xueling, Huacaihang and Qi Ning had already made preparations, and Song Guzhui was drinking tea with them.Ji Qingyan usually has no expression, and other people can't see anything, but Song Guzhui knew that Guan Lingdao was causing trouble again, so he just pretended not to know anything.

Huacaixing was still wearing the white ink blue singlet, but I don't know if Guan Lingdao didn't remember clearly, there seemed to be two more light blue butterflies on it.

"Since I don't have anything to do here, I'll go first." Hua Caixing stood up and said goodbye with a slight smile, "I'll invite Brother Ji and Brother Qi to Huajian for tea in a few days."

Hua Caixing's words were as warm as a spring breeze, without the slightest airs, and his sect was not too big, but none of the people present dared not take him seriously.In the realm of self-cultivation, cultivation still has the final say. He is as deserted as Qingyan, as warm as flowers, and as ruthless as a fairy. As long as his cultivation is superior to others, no one will dare to underestimate him regardless of his temperament.

Ji Qingyan and Qi Ning led the way, Qingyi took a few disciples to protect Lu Yesheng in the middle, Guan Lingdao and Song Gu chased him off, and left the Shangqing Palace to go down the mountain.

Song Guzhui flew beside Guan Lingdao, and then he seemed unintentional and said, "Did you offend the third palace master again?"

It's best to drive you out of the teacher's school, put you in the cold palace, and never care about you again.

"Yeah." Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Song Guzhui was meant to be sarcastic, "Master loves me deeply and is very responsible. He ignores me on the surface, but he likes me in his heart."

I like you again, when did the third palace master say he likes you!

"Being sentimental, I don't know what to do." Suddenly, there seemed to be tears on his face, and he asked hesitantly, "Did you cry just now?"

Is it because of Shi Yunsheng?

"Well, Master wiped my tears with his own hands just now." In fact, I didn't wipe them, but the plain white handkerchief was handed out, so it's almost wiped.

A little bit of sympathy in my heart dissipated like flowers and moons in water, throwing myself into arms and crying in front of the third palace master, this kind of thing can be done.

"Bad intentions." This is an understatement.

"Why do you have bad intentions? Master sees me crying like pear blossoms and rain, and my heart hurts to death."

Song Guzhui was so angry that his face darkened. It was shameless for a big man to say that he was pear blossoms with rain.How could this kid find a way to make him angry at any time?

"I'm just waiting to see the day when the third palace lord sees through your true face. The third palace lord is temporarily confused now, but sooner or later he will see through."

After saying this, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere around me was much quieter, and I turned my head to look over, and sure enough, the kid had his head down and his expression was a bit strange.Song Guzhui was a little puzzled, Guan Lingdao raised his head again and said with a shameless smile: "Before seeing through, my princess and I were happy for one day, just one day. Besides, my princess likes me, so if she sees through, she may not do anything to me. "

Ji Qingyan is the lord of Muzhe Palace, what belongs to your family!

Song Guzhui stopped talking.He has followed Ji Qingyan for many years, and he hasn't seen anyone he likes. If Guan Lingdao really has thoughts about him, he might as well give up on him earlier.

After fighting openly and secretly for seven days, the group finally came to the spiritual land of the Lu family, looking at the village.Guixu Shenzong is more than a thousand miles away from Sucheng, while Yiwangzhuang is only [-] miles away from Sucheng. Back then, Liaochen specially sent Lu Yesheng to Sucheng to be listed, which means "a family with a thousand years of history, who sells laughter in front of the door". Forcing Lu Yesheng to actually pick up the guests, he insulted the Lu family to the point of utter humiliation.

In the Southern Dynasties, there is frequent snow in winter, and it snows six or seven days out of ten. Looking from a distance, one can only feel that there are countless small mountains and small lakes, which are different from the strange peaks of the Shangqing Palace. appearance.

A stone tablet was erected at the entrance: Yiwangzhuang.

Yiwangzhuang comes from the meaning of "blue mountains, green waters, endless horizons". It is said that this place is the most beautiful in summer, with blue and green, but it is a pity that the lake freezes in winter.

Tsing Yi burned a Huoyang paper in front of the stele, and sent a letter to the Lu family: Qing Yan, the palace planner of the Shangqing Dynasty, and Qi Ning of the Shuixingmen asked to see him, and had important matters to discuss.

Half an hour later, it was getting dark, and everyone was covered with a thin layer of snow. Lu Yesheng was now a mortal, his face was blue and pale from the cold, his body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and said nothing.About an hour later, the sky was completely dark, but there was still no movement nearby, only the sound of falling snow could be heard.

Qi Ning was a little impatient: "What is going on here? You should send a letter if you are not allowed to come in. If it is black or not, at least let us go to Sucheng for lodging."

He wanted to leave, but Ji Qingyan refused, and just meditated under the tree with his eyes closed.Guan Lingdao took a small handkerchief graciously, and wanted to help Ji Qingyan beat the snow off his body, but Song Guzhui secretly grabbed Ji Qingyan's wrist.

When Ji Qingyan was meditating, he hated disturbing others the most. If he wanted to get close to Ji Qingyan's body, he had to step over his body.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Qi Ning bit a piece of dry grass with a gloomy face, squinting at Ji Qingyan from time to time: "What are you going to do?"

"I'll wait here tonight. If I can't do it in one day, I'll wait for two days. If I can't do it in two days, I'll wait for three days. There will always be a time to let us in."

"..."

Lu Yesheng also sat down, trembling all over, but still didn't make a sound.

It might take days or months to wait like this, but Qi Ning's anger suddenly dissipated.Since he had to wait for a long time, he should find something to pass the time. He casually looked at Guan Lingdao, and suddenly remembered something that he was about to forget.This kid seems to have some connection with the Cen family, what is the relationship?

Qi Ning came to Guan Lingdao's side seemingly unintentionally, sat down with a smile, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Why do you have Mu Hua Dan on your body?"

Guan Lingdao's eyes moved slightly.Mu Hua Dan, the dark red medicine on Ji Qingyan's body, is it called Mu Hua Dan?

As soon as the words were finished, there was the sound of people flying in the distance, Ji Qingyan opened his eyes, and Qi Ning also put aside what he just asked, stood up and waited.

Eight yellow-clothed disciples landed at the same time, each occupying a position in the gossip, with swords in their right hands.The leader was a middle-aged man who said in a loud voice: "The Lu family has no contact with Shangqing Palace and Shuixingmen. I don't know what is the important matter of Palace Master Ji and Young Master Qi here today?"

Ji Qingyan saw that they put up a formation, so he was very defensive, Song Guzhui said respectfully: "The Shangqing Palace has always cultivated itself behind closed doors, this trip is not for trouble, it is really an important matter to discuss with the Taoist priest of Diheng."

Lu Yesheng's father passed away a few years ago, and the family is run by Lu Yesheng's uncle Diheng Daochang. This uncle is impartial, mature and prudent, and has always hated Lu Yesheng. Will be self-defeating.

The middle-aged man saw that there were less than ten people, and there were only three or four people with high cultivation, his body was covered with snow, he seemed to have no malicious intentions, and said loudly: "Everyone wait a moment."

The wait did not last long, and the yellow-clothed disciple came down after a while: "Everyone follow me."

All sects' fairy lands are guarded by formations, and the Lu family has a long history. The protection formations should not be underestimated. If you try to break into it, you will surely die without a burial.Ji Qingyan and others closely followed the yellow-clothed disciples, dodged left and right, and moved forward in the heavy snow.

There are many waters and lakes in Wangzhuang Village, and there is little land for building houses. Therefore, most of the buildings are wooden, elegant and compact.

A group of people stopped, with snow falling around them, not far from a small wooden building, surrounded by a few yellow lanterns, dim and warm, reflecting the wooden plaque "Fuyan Building", simple and elegant.

After controlling the snow in front of the door, Ji Qingyan and others walked into the Fuyan Building, the floor was also made of wood, and there were slight creaking sounds from time to time.On the front seat was an old man with gray beard and hair, and four disciples in yellow clothes stood on the left and right sides, with solemn faces and silence.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, before Ji Qingyan could speak, the old man suddenly said sadly: "What are you bringing him here for?"