cute fox arrives

Originally, I asked for two rooms, but in the middle of the night, Jisang still appeared in Qingming's room.

"what happened?"

Jisang shook his head, "I can't sleep."

Jisang was a bit reluctant to go to bed, and when he went to Tiangong a few days ago, he also slept with Qingming.

Qingming had no choice but to let the room fee of the other room go down the drain.

On the second day, when Jisang woke up, Qingming was already sitting at the table drinking tea, and there were some food on the table, which Jisang liked to eat.

"come over."

Jisang stared at those eaters and moved over.

Qingming carefully fetched water for him and tidied it up before saying: "Let's eat."

Seeing Jisang eating those cloyingly sweet things, Qingming was very happy.

He himself doesn't like sweets. When Jisang first picked him up, of course he would eat whatever Jisang ate.

Before he met Jisang, he had never had enough to eat, let alone had his own preference for food, and he was satisfied if he had something to eat.

This made him think that he also had a sweet tooth, but it was not until later that he realized that he liked spicy things more.

"Eat more. After eating, I will take you to the gathering place of the Bianhua clan. There are poor mountains and rivers, but there is nothing delicious."

Jisang looked up, "You know where they are."

Yukun Mountain has many classics about ghosts from the Six Realms, but what is missing is the related things of the Bianhua family.

Qingming picked up a spoonful of sweet porridge and put it into Jisang's mouth, "The Bianhua family is extremely alluring. Judging by the atmosphere of this city, there are so many beauties in the city, the city lord will sooner or later take action."

"So, you mean, they're not in this city." Jisang swallowed the sweet porridge, "It's in the mountains to the south."

Qingming touched his ears, "I'm still stupid."

When he returned to the inn at night, Qingming changed his ears back. Although turning them into hair ornaments was just a way to deceive the eyes, it was not very comfortable to have the ears lie on the head and cannot be propped up.

Jisang's ears moved, trying to hide.

"Don't move, I'll make it better for you."

Turn ears into hair accessories.

In the mountains, the sun is covered by thick fog, and the sun is not visible. The air is deeply cloudy, and it is a kind of coldness that ghosts have.

But after entering the mountain for a while, I came to a relatively flat place, on the grass, full of Bana flowers.

Looks like I found the right place.

Suddenly, some flower demons turned into bodies and surrounded the two of them.

"Cloud Mountain Formation."

Jisang is a little strange, this is the formation created by the Father God, and it was by this formation that he was invincible in the battle of the day.

However, the power that a formation can exert depends on how exquisite the formation itself is. On the one hand, it depends on the cultivation of the person who casts the formation.

The Yunshan Formation is very delicate, but these flower demons are not cultivated enough to display the power of the Yunshan Formation.

Qingming didn't bother to find the weakness of the formation, and directly relied on her much higher cultivation to break the Yunshan formation.

"I have no intention of haggling with you, let your patriarch come out."

A flower demon made up his mind and went to the patriarch.

After waiting for a while, far away, I saw someone coming.

"God of Qingming?"

Seeing who came, Qingming was also surprised, "It's you."

Yanyue smiled wryly, and said: "It's good that you are here, better than everyone else."

She looked at Jisang again, she was dressed in red, if she didn't see that her cultivation base was too high, Yanyue would almost have thought that this belonged to their clan.

Taking Qingming to the residence, it is not very luxurious, but it is just a place with dense bamboo houses.

Qingming poured a cup of tea for Jisang, and got ready to listen to the story.

Yanyue didn't hide anything, she opened her mouth to explain.

"My mother was the previous patriarch. She gave me a death order a while ago to let me return to the clan. When I came back, she was seriously injured. Now, it's because of me in the proxy clan. Why are you here?"

Qingming took a sip of tea, took off the strap on Jisang's wrist, and put it on the table, "Because of this."

Entrusted by the Father God, Yunshan Formation, the relationship between the Father God and the Bianhua family is absolutely extraordinary.

Yanyue took a closer look, it was a very ordinary belt with red arabesques, like the branches of Bana flowers.

This pattern is somewhat familiar.

"This... this seems to be the pattern on the altar."

Qingming said: "Can you take us to have a look?"

On the high ground at the back of the residence is the altar.

Sure enough, there were intricate patterns engraved around the altar, exactly the same as those on the Jisang belt.

When Qingming and Jisang got on the high platform, a faint green fire suddenly ignited around the altar.

He glanced at Yanyue.

"I don't know what's going on, I've never seen anything like this before."

Something happened to the altar, and the clansmen ran out. Some older elders even knelt down, saying that the ancestors had manifested themselves and were coming to save them.

Seeing the elders like this, the younger ones are even more frightened.

Qingming said: "Can you take us to see your mother?"

Yanyue frowned, and said: "Of course, it's just that my mother's health is very bad, and she doesn't wake up much."

Yanyue's mother is the head of the patriarch, and now she is raising her in the leftmost room.

Jisang's foot slipped when he got off the stage, and Qingming reached out to wrap his arms around his waist.

Um?Why does it feel like I'm getting thinner again? With such a slender waist, I can't do it. I need to feed more.

"Be careful."

Jisang nodded, but why, his head was dizzy.

He is a protoss, so it is impossible for him to be sick or catch a cold.

Suppress the discomfort in your body and continue to move forward.

The patriarch happened to be awake when they arrived.

"Are you the ones who set the altar on fire?" Before they could speak, the patriarch said, "It's finally here."

Qingming stepped forward and gave her some spiritual energy to keep her awake longer, "You knew we would come."

"It's just a sentence left by the ancestors of the clan. If we are in a crisis, someone will come to rescue us. The altar was built by Yunshan, the number one flower demon on the other side. The formation that protects the flower demon clan, only his Yunshan can make it show green fire."

Yunshan, Yunshan Formation?

"Is this the one who created the cloud formation that you set up outside?" Or, it was created by God the Father for her.

The patriarch shook his head and said: "I don't know if it was created by her, but it was indeed passed down by her."

Originally, he wanted to ask more questions, but seeing that the patriarch was a little tired, Qingming only asked the most critical one.

"What happened in the clan, and how did you become like this?"

Qingming probed her pulse, it didn't seem to be caused by trauma, it was more like a spontaneous exhaustion of spiritual energy.

"In fact, no one knows what happened. A few days ago, people in the clan began to die due to exhaustion of spiritual power. Under the altar, there are still tribesmen who died one by one."

No wonder there was a ghostly spirit nearby.

"There are not many things in the clan that have been handed down to my generation, but the altar in the clan can record what happened in the clan, but we can't break the seal of the altar. Since you can draw the green fire, You can go and see it on the night of the full moon, maybe you can open the seal."

The night of the full moon, that is, the day after tomorrow.

Seeing that the patriarch was very tired, they withdrew.

Yanyue asked Qingming what she planned to do.

I have to wait until the day after tomorrow to go to the altar to open the seal.

Now there are so many clues, Father God, Yunshan, Yunshan formation, altar, spiritual power loss, if you want to find a solution, you have to sort out the thoughts here.

Yanyue didn't look worried at all, looked at Jisang, and asked: "This is your treasure."

Looking at the situation just now, Jisang also knew that they knew each other, but she never thought that she knew herself.

Qingming ignored him, and took Jisang away on her own

Yanyue provoked a wry smile from behind, and said to herself: "It's great to see you again."

The fog in the mountains is thick, and the setting sun burns up a mountain of thick fog. Standing on the top of the mountain, it looks like red water is pouring and flowing in the valley.

Qingming took Jisang to watch the sunset on the top of the mountain, Jisang was a little tired, leaned on Qingming's shoulder, and agreed without a word.

All he needs to say is enough.

"Sangsang, after finishing the work here, can you go to the world with me for a stroll?"

Jisang half-closed her eyes and hummed lightly.

This is, agreed.

Qingming is very happy, Jisang has always been lazy and doesn't like to walk around.

"Sangsang, you will always be with me, you won't let me go one day."

Jisang ignored him, bored.

Qingming also realized that this question seemed a bit stupid, so she stopped asking.

There was silence for a while.

On the night of the full moon, Yanyue sends Qingming and Jisang to the altar, and green fires are everywhere again.

The three of them didn't know what to do, and the ordinary people in the audience just became more convinced that Qingming and Jisang were the reincarnations of their ancestors.

Qingming carefully inspected the breath flow of the altar, and found that the moonlight was quietly absorbed by the altar, and gathered on a stone carving of the other shore flower on the altar.

He stretched out his hand to explore the stone carving, but he couldn't find a trace of spiritual power.

It shouldn't be like this, the altar has existed for tens of thousands of years, and there is no leakage of spiritual power, so it should have extremely abundant spiritual power.

Qingming gathered his true energy again, and had a good feel of what kind of formation was formed inside the stone sculpture.

However, as soon as his consciousness broke into the stone sculpture, it was bounced back forcefully.

And the force that attacked him was familiar to him.

Father God.

Jisang saw the problem, and together with Qingming, he poured spells into the stone sculpture. This time, he didn't encounter any obstacles, but a file gradually floated out from above the stone sculpture.

It was written in ancient characters, and no one knew it except Jisang.

"Written what?"

Jisang stretched out his hand, took the file away, and said, "Let's go, I'll go back and tell you."

In the room, only Yanyue, Qingming and Jisang were left.

Jisang took out the file and explained bit by bit.

Father God liked Yunshan, the first flower demon on the other side. How much did he like it? In fact, the Yunshan Formation that shocked the world was only created by Father God to defend Yunshan, but of course it must be given to the girl he loves. The best thing, it was changed again and again, and it became the Cloud Mountain Formation.

But Yunshan loves Bai Mo, who grew up on the same branch as her.

Later, by mistake, due to some reasons, Bai Mo died in Buzhou Mountain, and Godfather set up a barrier in the demon world. After all the Bianhua clan took human form, one could not leave the demon world, and the other could not enter the demon world.

What's even more fantastical is that Yunshan sacrificed the lives of all the Bianhua clan in order to break the barrier, because Bai Mo was in the demon world.