soul repair

It was five o'clock in the night, Guan Lingdao leaned on Ji Qingyan, and softly asked: "Master, I felt that my neck was wet just now, what's going on?"

"I think there is snow falling on it." Ji Qingyan remained expressionless.

"..."

"Don't think too much." Ji Qingyan turned his face away as the tips of his ears were still a little red.

"..."

It's ridiculous to think about it, what kind of person Ji Qingyan is, how could he do such intimate things for no reason?He himself may not be embarrassed.

He couldn't imagine what Ji Qingyan would do when he was nice to people, lecture?Penalty copying the gate rules?

"Master, I want to tell you something." Guan Lingdao leaned his face unwillingly, and gently breathed into his ear, "Master, you are too rigid, relax."

Suddenly, a strong force pressed against his head, and Guan Lingdao was caught off guard like a snow fox, with his head buried in the thick snow on the railing.

"Where did you learn it?" His tone was cold.

Guan Lingdao whimpered, his mouth seemed to be gagged, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"Where?" Ji Qingyan pulled him up.

"Su, Sucheng Brothel." His mouth was covered with snow, Guan Lingdao drooped his head, wanting to cry but no tears.Being so angry, it can be seen that most of the time just now he was acting affectionate again, otherwise how could he be able to lick himself, but he couldn't treat him like that?

"What else have you learned?" Hearing the words Sucheng Brothel, he became very angry.

"Huabing Ci." After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Ji Qingyan would not understand, "Xiaoqu."

Ji Qingyan stopped talking immediately, gave him a cold look, turned around and walked inside.

Guan Lingdao was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

Why did he offend him again? Isn’t Hua Bing Ci just a brothel ditty?

"Master, I didn't do anything. I just learned that piece. It's very nice. I'll sing it to you another day."

"No need!" The voice suddenly increased.

What does it sound like? This is the song of courtship in the southeast area!The song was written by a woman from a brothel. It is about a beautiful woman begging her lover to spend the spring night with her, trying her best to seduce her. Dirty words.

What are you doing singing to him?

"You don't need to sing, and you are not allowed to mention it again." Lost for a while, he suppressed his voice and calmed down.

While speaking, there were panicked voices from a distance, and the village suddenly lit up with lights, and there were figures of people, which seemed a little chaotic.

Guan Lingdao looked across the lake: "What's the matter, the person who died just now was found?"

Ji Qingyan's expression was solemn: "Yes."

The two went back to the living room and sat. People were coming and going in a mess outside. Not long after, a young man who seemed to be in his 20s led more than a dozen Lu family disciples out: "Young Master Lu."

"Cousin." Lu Yesheng tried his best to remain calm, "What happened?"

The young man is the eldest son of Daoist Diheng, and he has a very good reputation in the Southern Dynasty. When he spoke, he sounded a little soft: "Who is the soul cultivator you are talking about?"

"What about uncle?"

"This man acted recklessly. My father's cultivation base is so advanced that he dared to approach him in his sleep. Unfortunately, not only did he fail to kill him, but he woke up my father. Now that his confidant is dead, my father is angry and asks you to immediately kill him. Who said it."

Lu Yesheng asked, "Will you let me go home?"

The young man grabbed Lu Yesheng's wrist and injected spiritual energy from his acupuncture point. Lu Yesheng shivered and shivered, kneeling weakly on one leg. The young man let go of his hand and pulled him to stand up: " Since you are not a soul cultivator, my father said that you are allowed to go home."

Lu Yesheng didn't care about what to say anymore, he stood up like shaking a sieve, and sat at the table: "Bring the pen and ink, I'll write now."

Qi Ning frowned unwillingly, but he couldn't say anything more: "I must have discussed something important last night, it's fine if Mr. Lu refuses to talk about it."

Lu Yesheng didn't have time to talk to him, and threw the paper to Ji Qingyan with a wave: "The names and residences of 48 soul cultivators are all here. If there is any falsehood, Palace Master Ji can come and take my head."

After finishing speaking, he stopped greeting and hurriedly followed the young man away.

Ji Qingyan took the note in his hand and was silent for a moment, Qi Ning came up to look curiously and said: "Pei Xiaoshen, this is your soul cultivator from Shangqing Palace?"

Guan Lingdao was a little surprised.Pei Xiaoshen, where did this fairy come from?

Ji Qingyan split the note into two and threw one half to Qin Ning: "Let's go."

At this time, the sky was twilight, Ji Qingyan was leading the way ahead, Guan Lingdao and Song Guzhui followed closely, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Mo Zhu looked up silently.

What happened to Tsing Yi?

No one dared to speak, and Guan Lingdao looked at him and remained silent.

After a long time, Tsing Yi followed lightly, as if nothing happened, gesticulating: Go back to the Qing Palace.