soul repair

"Is there any news about Water Gate recently?" Song Guzhui pretended not to care and asked the disciple who came to deliver the letter.

He has been feeling a little worried recently, he didn't go down the mountain, and he wasn't in the mood to retreat, so he inquired about the water gate from time to time.It is indeed unwise to tell San Chen what happened that day, a big mistake has already been made, San Chen will not keep him in Shangqing Palace.He didn't say anything.

"It's still the same, but I couldn't find out who killed the four disciples that day." The disciple who delivered the letter handed over a note, "This is a letter from Deacon Song that I just received this morning. I don't know who sent it."

Song Guzhui took the note, and there was a line written on it: Have you thought it through?

Song Guzhui's heart beat a little faster, and he forced a smile: "It's a friend of mine down the mountain. It's fine. You can go and do your work."

Red Sandalwood Palace is urging.If he is disobedient, I'm afraid these shameless people will reveal what happened that day.He was really drunk that day, but the memory of fighting with those disciples was still there. There was nothing wrong with him, he did kill them with his own hands.

At this point, there was only one way for him to go: run.Run as far as possible.

I have lived in Shangqing Palace for many years, and I have feelings for the mountains, rivers and rivers here, and I can't let go of it for a while, and I don't want to leave.The day before yesterday, he encountered Sanchen on the road, perhaps because of the great changes he had experienced recently, his heart was full of remorse, and he hung his head and said nothing.Sanchen was relatively speechless with him, and finally said: "Have you thought it through?"

Have you figured it out, have you figured it out, everyone is asking him if he has figured it out, but he just can't figure it out.Let's go, instead of living here in fear, it is better to leave earlier.If you go out, you may not be able to survive.

Thinking this way in my heart, I still used the excuse of packing up my things to delay for two days. This afternoon, I was sorting out my books, and there was another chubby blue bird standing on the window sill, and a small paper was hung on the thin legs blocked by its stomach. Volume, is quietly combing his feathers.The blue birds were only used to send messages down the mountain, and the disciples would let them deliver messages in the palace when they were free.

Song Guzhui hesitated for a long time, finally took the blue bird in his hand, and gently removed the thin thread on its leg.The note said: Someone in Muzhe Palace already knew what happened that day. Guess who it is?

Song Guzhui's heart clicked, thinking that this group of people was too despicable.He couldn't help but ran to the alchemy room of Muzhe Palace, and called out the deacon of the alchemy room: "Who has gone down the mountain these days?"

"Wu... Alchemist." The alchemy deacon stumbled as he spoke.

A few days ago, after Song Guzhui resigned from the position of chief deacon, Sanchen asked Wu Danshi to temporarily take charge of Muzhe Palace's affairs. He called "Deacon Wu" for a few days, but he didn't dare to call out in front of Song Guzhui. .Song Guzhui beat Wu Danshi, it can be regarded as torn face with him, everyone in the Shangqing palace knew about it, no one knew about it.

Song Guzhui's face was clear.It was so ruthless that Red Sandalwood Palace actually told his deadly enemy about this matter!Doing things so desperately is to force him to have no way out?

It was difficult for him to think, and he left the Shangqing Palace in a state of anxiety, pacing back and forth by the edge of Qiong Lake.Live like years.The one surnamed Wu never came back. He didn't dare to go back to the palace, but waited anxiously outside.

Finally, a figure appeared in the distance.

The height, fat and thin are all the alchemist surnamed Wu, that's right, Song Guzhui didn't care about the mountains, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and went up to stop him: "Wait a minute."

The alchemist surnamed Wu's face darkened: "Why are you here?"

"where did you go?"

"Where do I go?" The alchemist surnamed Wu seemed a little uncomfortable, and the smile on his face was very gloomy, "Deacon Song should take care of his own affairs. He gets drunk and makes trouble all day long, and he doesn't know what will happen." Something went wrong."

Song Guzhui couldn't stand hearing this, and grabbed his collar: "What do you know, what are you going to do?"

"What do you think I'm going to do?" The alchemist surnamed Wu looked ruthless, "I thought you were just a little narrow-minded. I didn't expect that even the disciples of the Shuixingmen would dare to kill. If the Shangqing Palace keeps you, sooner or later you will be provoked." Curse."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Song Guzhui immediately grabbed his back collar: "I just killed someone by mistake, not on purpose at all. If you tell the old Palace Master, I will only die when I leave Shangqing Palace!"

"That's none of my business. If you dare to do something, the mistake is to go to other people's land and get drunk." He pushed Song Guzhui's wrist away with his backhand, "Get lost."

Song Guzhui's breath was short of breath. Seeing that he was about to fly into the mountain, he was extremely flustered and couldn't think clearly. Gathering energy in his hand, a wind blade suddenly slashed fiercely at his back.The alchemist surnamed Wu fell down with a scream, his back was covered in blood, and he turned his head with a frightened expression: "You—"

He didn't have time to say anything, and continued to fly towards the mountains in a panic. Song Guzhui's eyes were already red at this time, and he didn't stop doing anything. Dragging and dragging into the depths of the dense forest.

In the distance, only the muffled murmurs of people could be heard. When Song Guzhui reappeared from the dense forest, his face and body were covered with blood, as if he had just calmed down after going crazy, his panting didn't stop, but his eyes were a little cold-blooded.

He has now killed the people in the Shangqing Palace.Everything has come to a conclusion, and there is no turning back.

It was getting dark, and the alchemist surnamed Wu had disappeared, there must be someone in Shangqing Palace who would suspect him.The Red Sandalwood Palace will not give up until it achieves its goal, and it is useless for him to run for his life now.Song Guzhui washed the blood off his body in a remote place in Qionghu Lake, and returned to Muzhe Palace in the dark, and sat there all night in a daze.

Don't think about it anymore, everything is already clear.

Two days later, he went to drink alone in the corner of the tavern at the foot of the mountain. After two pots, someone sent a note: Tonight, at Xiaoyun Bridge, seventy miles to the south.meet up.

After walking out of the inn for two days, Guan Lingdao was dressed in apricot-colored clothes, carrying a few pots of flowers and plants brought from the Shangqing Palace, and flew around Ji Qingyan with his head bowed.

"It's too hot, the flowers are gone, and there is a lack of water." After watering the flowers and plants by the river, Guan Lingdao turned his head to control Ji Qingyan again, "Master's face is sweating, I'll wipe it off for Master."

"..."

"Master, are you tired? Why don't you take a rest?"

"Master, a leaf fell from your hair, don't move and I'll pick it off for you."

"Master, the veins on your face are jumping again..."

Tsing Yi didn't know what to do, Shi Knock frowned and flew forward on his own.Hua Caixing looked back silently, saw that kid was smiling and talking beside Ji Qingyan, and said thoughtfully: "Guan Lingdao likes Palace Master Ji."

Shi Knocking sound felt a little strange, Huacaixing usually called Ji Qingyan "Brother Ji", why did they call him more polite these two days?

Also, how did he just say what he was most afraid of!There is no defense at all!

"No, the two of them are masters and apprentices, and Lingdao has a child's heart. It's nothing to be close." Shi Kousheng said so, but he was not sure in his heart, lacking confidence, and subconsciously held his brush playing around.It shouldn't be any other relationship, Guan Lingdao can't tell, the Lord of the Third Palace won't be able to hold back, right?

"Master..."

"Let's talk about it tonight."

...Let's talk about it tonight.Why does it have to be at night, not during the day?Shi knocking blushed inexplicably, and continued to touch the wolf hair on the top of the brush, trying to focus on it.

The writing brush is as quiet as a dead thing during the day, only at night it reads with him, and now it is motionless.

"You like this brush." ​​Hua Caixing looked down at the brush and smiled meaningfully.

"I've been using it for many years, so it's natural that I have some feelings." Shi Knock coughed lightly, and put away the brush.

He used to have no one to discuss while reading, and he didn't know that he was very lonely, but now he has someone who talks and laughs while reading, and he is unexpectedly happy.That's not right, the brush can't talk or laugh, it just writes on his palm, and the wolf brushes across his palm without hesitation, sometimes tickling his heart.

This feeling is very strange, it's obviously just a thing, and he doesn't even know if it's a man or a woman, but it's different from Jun Mo, Guan Lingdao, and Shi Yunsheng.

In the evening, the sky is full of fiery sunset glow, and the setting sun is setting, reflecting countless mountains in the distance.The sound of the stone knocking pointed to the majestic mountain towering into the sky: "That is Jiutian Mountain. It is hidden in the clouds, and you can't see anything clearly. You have to enter the mountain to see the scenery among the mountains."

Guan Lingdao nodded and said: "Sure enough, it is the highest mountain in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. I think it is hundreds of thousands of feet higher than the mountain in Shangqing Palace."

"The top of the mountain is covered with snow, and it is difficult for ordinary people to breathe. Only those who cultivate immortals can enter the top of the mountain."

This is the closest place to heaven, Jiutian Mountain.They fight for this whole life, meditating and practicing, fighting to the death, isn't it just to climb the Nine Heavens Mountain in their hearts, go to the sky and enter the sea, and break free from the shackles of this mortal body?Those who are dead are dead, and those who are alive are not satisfied. Only when you become a true immortal can you scream up to the sky and walk away on the clouds.

The sunny ruler and the falling rain cup, one of the two artifacts can become an immortal. Is this true, or is it the yearning in the hearts of immortal cultivators?

Ji Qingyan looked down at the square tower at the foot of the mountain, which fell from the sky.A bluestone avenue in front of you leads directly to the gate of the city, and there are lush green pines on the left and right. When you walk into the gate of the city, there are colorful fallen flowers floating on the moat like a jade belt, colorful.Guan Lingdao whispered: "The Baihua City under the Baihuatai, the Baihuacheng was built because of the Baihuatai, right?"

"That's right, it's less than an hour away from Baihua Terrace, and there are still seven days left before leaving the terrace. People from the Southern and Northern Dynasties who are going to Baihua Terrace will live here."

If they all live here, then I'm afraid we will see many people in these seven days.

Entering from the south gate, a green stone road with a width of about three feet leads directly to the north gate. There are many shops on both sides of the road of hundreds of feet, and it is very lively.Guan Lingdao lived in the mountains since he was a child, and had never seen such a bustling scene, so he fell behind unknowingly.In a trance, suddenly there was some fragrance around him, and the shelf on his back accidentally bumped into someone, he turned around to apologize, his arm was already gently held by someone: "Master, come in and take a look?"

Looking back, she turned out to be a plain young woman with elegant clothes, beautiful youth and gentle demeanor.The manners and looks of the girls next to her were also good, and they covered their mouths and smiled lightly: "He must be a son of a good background, so don't bully him."

"Sisters are..." Looking up, the plaque reads "Baihualou".

There is only one brothel in Baihua City, which is called "Baihualou". It is said that it is the most extraordinary family in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.Guan Lingdao blushed slightly, and walked forward without saying a word, the women smiled and held him back: "You still blush?"

"How long has it been since you saw this?"

Guan Lingdao was relaxed around Ji Qingyan, but for some reason he was restrained in front of them, with his head down, not knowing what to say.Just as he was about to break free and escape, he suddenly heard a man's laughter coming from the brothel. Guan Lingdao frowned and walked in without saying a word. He saw Yun Luotian hugging the two women from left to right, and was about to Go upstairs to the elegant room.

Guan Lingdao became angry at that time: "Yun Luotian, you have already engaged in a marriage, what are you doing wandering around brothels?"

Yun Luotian turned his head, and it took him a long time to recognize him as the man next to Ji Qingyan that day, and said disdainfully: "When did I go around brothels? Cen Muyi is a concubine, even if I want to marry a regular wife, I didn't say anything You are not allowed to visit brothels."

He came to the brothel for entertainment in a bad mood, is there something wrong?

"It's not a thing, come out!" Guan Lingdao gritted his teeth, "If you don't, you'll break off the engagement. At that time, no one will care if you die in the brothel!"

"Who are you, and what does Cen Muyi have to do with you?" This kid looks a bit prettier than Qi Ning, could it be that he has something to do with her?

Thinking about it makes me angry.

"Who am I is none of your business? Cen Muyi's business is my business!"

The mother of the brothel has already come out: "You two immortals, this is a place for business. If you want to fight, you might as well go out. This place is for people to drink. There is a rule in our Baihualou. Fighting hurts the peace. If you want to break up Competing is worse than fighting for wine, whoever can drink more will win."

Yun Luotian walked down the stairs and looked at him condescendingly: "How about it, do you want to compete in wine with me? If you win, I'll call off the engagement, and if you lose, I'll beat you to death!"

Guan Lingdao's temperament also came up: "If you fight hard, I'm afraid of you! You mean what you say, if you can't drink it, I will divorce!"

"You win first, then I'll talk!" Yun Luotian walked down the steps, and said to the mother in the brothel, "Set up the Baihuatai, play the music, and fight hard today!"