soul repair

Guan Lingdao felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and covered his head with the quilt restlessly, but the sound didn't come through his ears, and he couldn't do anything to stop it.

Hua Luochun didn't live a good life, how could she do that kind of thing with people in the form of a soul?

Still a man!

What kind of sorcery did Hua Luochun practice?

Uncontrollably, he began to think wildly, Guan Lingdao wrapped the quilt around his head again and again, and wrapped it into a huge white rice dumpling.

How do men do that with men?From where, what... Although he was curious before, he didn't have the time to think about it. Today, he has to listen to it even if he doesn't want to, so he can't stop thinking about it!

Hua Luochun doesn't like to talk, but he can vaguely hear his panting, but the other strange man can't stop humming.Guan Lingdao listened in agony, thinking that Hua Luochun didn't allow disciples of the Hua family to get married, why did he do this kind of thing again, and he was still in the Huacaihang's painting stream in broad daylight?

The voice didn't stop for a long time, Guan Lingdao covered his head and threw away the quilt, opened the door violently, his hair was messed up and he didn't have time to take care of it, he went straight to the outside of the bamboo house.

"Where are you going?" Shi Knock raised his head from under the tree and asked him.

"Looking for a drink." Guan Lingdao held back his anger and digged around the bamboo house, "Is there a wine cellar here? I want to drink."

What do you drink when you have nothing to do during the day, even if you have it, you don’t bury it in the ground, what are you digging?Unable to react to the sound of the knocking on the stone for a moment, he opened his lips slightly to look at him, and suddenly saw Guan Lingdao frowning tightly, his head covered in cold sweat, and ran towards the young man who had just come out of the bamboo house steps: "Master, master. "

That tone of voice made Shi Knocking's voice shake off goosebumps all of a sudden... What is this, Xiaoniaoyiren?

Shi Knocking looked at Guan Lingdao with green lips and pale lips. This kid was slapped and angry just now, without any weakness. Why did he feel wronged when he saw Ji Qingyan?

Ji Qingyan saw that his clothes and hair were disheveled, and his face was exhausted. He seemed to have suffered some serious injuries, so he turned and entered the bamboo house: "Come in with me."

Guan Lingdao followed with his head downcast.

Unexpectedly, he was deceived just like that.

Shi Knock sighed softly in his heart, pulled Jun Mo, who was sleeping on the ground, and said, "Let's go to another place to bask in the sun."

Can't Ji Qingyan see it?Guan Lingdao is usually very straightforward in front of others, mischievous and mischievous, and will not feel wronged by small things, but he seems to have lost his bones in front of him, and Qingyan has to touch his head before giving up on even big things .

As long as you talk too much, you deserve to be hated by Ji Qingyan someday.

Jun Mo was picked up by him without saying a word, and the colorful squirrel also crawled after him, walking towards the depths of the painting stream.

Walking more than ten feet to the back of the bamboo house, almost at the end of the painting stream, the sound of stone knocking, looking from afar, suddenly saw a wooden sharp corner behind a towering old tree, and curiously approached, it turned out that the room was not too big or too small The small wooden house, quietly hidden in the woods, seems to be an uninhabited place.

Seeing that the wooden house was simple and elegant, with a long history, Shi Knocking could not help but want to go in and have a look.He was cautious by nature, he didn't dare to push the door in, stood far outside, and looked in through the gap in the window.

It was a little dark, and I could vaguely see a painting hanging on the wall.

It was blocked by the window lattice, so I couldn't see clearly.

Just as he was about to take two steps closer to take a closer look, suddenly something in his clothes pushed him tightly, pulling him hard and preventing him from moving forward.Shi Knock sounded strange, and was about to take out the thing from his clothes to have a look, when suddenly a chill came down his back.

There was a seemingly nonexistent even breathing sound coming from the wooden house, it was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

Someone, someone in the cabin.

Leaving aside who it is, he is now living in the painting stream of Huacaihang. If someone finds out that he entered this wooden house without authorization, it would be very embarrassing.The man in the room was of a high level of cultivation, but fortunately he was in a deep sleep, so he didn't notice his existence. He backed away calmly and silently with the sound of the stone knocking, and glanced at the hanging painting inadvertently before turning around.

It's just that this glance was like a thunderbolt, and the stone knocked with sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't move.

Right next to the inscription on the ink painting, there is a red engraving, with two characters neatly written in the ancient seal script, which are somewhat blurred, and others may not remember anything, but Shi Knocking Sound will not admit it wrong anyway.

These two words are "supernatant", not today's supernatant, but hundreds of years ago.He had seen this engraved seal in the former Shangqing fragments left in the Library Pavilion!

This painting is from Qianshangqing.

The gap in the window was a bit small, and the sound of the stone knocking could not make out what was in the painting, but I could vaguely see that it seemed to be a room inside the painting. There was a desk with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it, and one hand was writing in front of the desk.

There is a person in this painting, it seems to be a young man who is writing, but it is blocked by the window lattice, and the sound of stone knocking can't see anything clearly.

Was this painting accidentally spilled out when there was a disturbance in the Shangqing Palace?

The sound of the stone knocking thought about it, and he felt relieved. This painting has been around for hundreds of years. Huacaihang likes to collect ancient paintings. They must have found them from nowhere. They hang them in this wooden house and look at them from time to time. It's not surprising either.

It's been so long, and Qian Shangqing is no longer there. Since this painting was found by Huacaihang, it is from Huacaihang and has nothing to do with him.

He was only thinking about the painting for a while, but the sound of the stone knocking almost forgot what was in his arms, and quietly retreated to the vicinity of the bamboo house, and then he casually picked it out.This thing was more vigilant than him, and even noticed that there was someone in the wooden house one step earlier. If he hadn't been caught in time, it might have caused a disaster by now.

Then he froze.

I thought that some small animal fell into my arms, maybe it was a white-haired squirrel from Huacaixing, but it was not a living thing.

There is nothing in his arms, but a writing brush, the old writing brush that he has brought with him since he was a child and has been used for many years.

Is this the brush that prevented him from entering the cabin just now?

He sat down on the grass without knowing why, and frowned closely.The touch on his chest just now was too clear, it was definitely not what he imagined, and he couldn't pretend that nothing happened.

This brush is a little old, and the wolf hair has fallen off once. He replaced it with a new one two years ago, which is soft and thick.The barrel of the pen has been held smooth by him for many years, and it feels comfortable in the hand, whether it is light or heavy, and it is easy to use, but no matter how he looks at it, it looks very ordinary.How could such an ordinary pen prevent him from entering the cabin just now?

Shi Knocking has been reading books for many years, thinking he knows everything, until today he suddenly realized that there are still many things he doesn't understand.

Dead things come back to life, has it been recorded in previous books?

He was restless, digging lightly on the pen holder.

~

This brush is naturally not Guan Lingdao, he is not in the mood and has no time.

"What happened?" Ji Qingyan walked into Guan Lingdao's room and sat at the front of the table.

The shameful voice still didn't stop, Guan Lingdao couldn't stop it, and sat down on the bed with his head down.He can't think about anything now, and he can't think carefully, he just wants to get himself drunk.

"Master, do you want to drink?" He smiled, his face was uglier than crying, "How about we go out to drink a jug of wine?"

"Did you hear something?" Ji Qingyan raised his eyebrows.

Guan Lingdao covered his face under the quilt, and lay quietly on his stomach without making a sound or moving.Ji Qingyan had never seen him so quiet, he felt suspicious, stood up and lifted his quilt: "What did you hear?"

With just one glance, his heart skipped a beat.

Guan Lingdao's face was as red as a drunken shrimp, and the neckline of the apricot-colored single shirt was opened a little, and he lay on his side on the bed, revealing a section of his fair neck.Her hair was disheveled, and a few strands of blue hair fell down, setting off the clothes on her body, reminiscent of the boundless April spring outside the window for no reason.Suddenly there was nothing covering his body, and the expression on his face was lost for a moment, and he immediately lowered his head and covered his face: "Master."

Ji Qingyan's long eyebrows moved slightly.

The expression on the face of this apprentice who has never been ashamed...is it shyness?

"Master." Guan Lingdao looked at him in bewilderment, and suddenly covered his left eye again, his voice was a little anxious, but he smiled reluctantly, "Master, knock me out, okay?"

Ji Qingyan took his left hand, before doing anything, Guan Lingdao groaned in pain, his body trembled slightly, stood up and jumped aside: "Master, either knock me out, or go out."

"If you have something to say, you have red marks under your left eye again." Guan Lingdao hid in the corner of the room, but Ji Qingyan didn't dare to press, but stood still, his voice was slightly hoarse, "You What are you thinking?"

These two traces appeared, what else could he think about?

"It's nothing." Guan Lingdao covered his left eye and knelt down, his eyes were red like he was about to cry, and he looked up at him again, "Master, I'm fine, let's go out."

"Lingdao, if you have something to say, please say it." Knowing that his mood was not right, Ji Qingyan did not dare to act rashly, and his mood also fluctuated with him, "Don't worry."

He didn't know what to do at the moment, so he walked up to Guan Lingdao and squatted down: "What's the matter?"

As soon as his fingers touched his ears, Guan Lingdao immediately stood up as if he was burned. Ji Qingyan was afraid of scaring him too quickly, so he immediately withdrew his hands and backed away: "Don't be afraid, what did you hear?"

Guan Lingdao covered his eyes, he didn't know what to do, and let out a flustered soft hum, trembling as if begging for mercy: "Master."

Touching his neck lightly with his fingers, Guan Lingdao panicked again, suddenly turned around and stood up, and flew out towards the closed window.Ji Qingyan didn't want to hurt him, so he had to let him pass by, the window was broken in an instant, and then only the sound of bamboo branches breaking outside the window was heard, and a small piece of bamboo fell down beside the bamboo house.

Unbiased, he was pressing on the stone knocking sound holding the brush.

An angry voice came from the stone knocking, and he pushed him away: "Guan Lingdao, be careful! This pen has been with me for many years, if you dare to break it, I will fight you hard!"

"Ah, don't be angry, don't fight!"

Guan Lingdao stepped back, and before he could stand up, he accidentally pressed his elbow on Jun Mo's body.To be honest, Jun Mo was also hurt by him when he was sleeping, how could he let it go, and raised his head to look at him quietly: "Hiss——"

Oops, Jun Mo is angry.

Guan Lingdao glanced at Ji Qingyan in embarrassment, his breathing was a little short, and suddenly he put his finger into Jun Mo's mouth, and his fangs pierced deeply immediately.

Let Jun Mo take revenge first, and sleep in the dark by the way.

The venom poured in, his eyes went black for a while, and he fell unconscious on his back in a moment.It seemed that someone was talking beside him, but his whole body seemed to be floating in the sky limply, and he couldn't hear any messy sounds.

It was good to hear nothing at last.Jun Mo's poison is very comfortable, and it doesn't hurt at all.

He was fainted several times by Jun Mo's poison before, but he didn't die.

This time the stone knocking sound should also save him, it should be... right?