I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Ji Qinglin quickly suppressed the remaining smile at the corner of his mouth, and said casually as he walked back, "Oh, I just think Ulanda's temperament is still as interesting as before, and it hasn't changed much in more than 1000 years."

Xie Wuyi picked up the cup of tea on the case and took a sip, put down the cup and said, "I didn't realize that Mr. Ji is so understanding of righteousness."

As soon as Ji Qinglin heard it, he knew that he was referring to the "oppressing the common people" remarks he made just now. Although he was a little embarrassed, he said everything anyway, so he responded cheekily: "Thank you for your praise, you Don't you still praise me for being reasonable? You don't give up too much."

In fact, the reason why Ji Qinglin said those words was purely in a moment of impatience, but after a little scrutiny, he knew that it was an unreasonable fallacy.

It's just that he didn't expect that Xie Wuyi would agree with him from the sidelines.

Thinking of this, Ji Qinglin's suppressed smile couldn't help but sneak up again, and quickly said, trying to cover it up: "Well, there are important things tomorrow, let's rest early."

Xie Wuyi didn't say much, nodded and got up from the desk.

After washing up for a while, the two lay down on the only soft cushion with their clothes on.

The cushion is narrow, usually only one person can lie on the back, the two of them tried it, and they had to lie on their sides with one hand under their head.

The lights in the house vibrate slightly, the wick occasionally makes an inaudible crackling sound, Baimao squats on the window frame, flapping its wings lightly from time to time, other than that, there is no other sound around.

Xie Wuyi closed his eyes quietly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the contours of his fair face appeared soft in the dim candlelight.

Ji Qinglin stared at him, a little fascinated, feeling the steady breathing that was close at hand, and his heart beat a little faster unconsciously.

Suddenly, Xie Wuyi's eyes opened without warning, facing him.

Ji Qinglin was startled, and hurriedly shrank his head back, his heart beating like a drum.

"Can't sleep?" Xie Wuyi asked softly.

Ji Qinglin blinked guiltyly, and replied indiscriminately, "Ah? No, no, I'm thinking about something."

Xie Wuyi said, "What do you think?"

Ji Qinglin's nose was itchy from the breath he brought out when he spoke, and for a moment he forgot that the cushion under him was very narrow, so he turned over casually, and directly hung half of his body outside the cushion.

Xie Wuyi stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm and dragged him back a few minutes, only then did he stop his teetering.

Ji Qinglin stared at the roof and searched his guts, finally found a "thing", and said: "I'm thinking, I don't know how Yinluo is now."

Xie Wuyi said, "Why do you suddenly think of her?"

Ji Qinglin touched the tip of his nose, thinking that people still can't tell lies, if you say one thing, you have to use the second one to complete it, but the words have been spoken, so you can only make up the words, so he said with a sneer: "Oh, this It's been a long time since I saw you."

Xie Wuyi was silent for a moment, then said, "It's only a few days."

I don't know if it was Ji Qinglin's illusion, but he always felt that Xie Wuyi's tone was a bit strange when he said this, so he couldn't help turning his head to glance, and his eyes happened to meet Xie Wuyi's.

Ji Qinglin made a careful distinction, but he didn't see anything unusual in that look, but he could see that he was waiting for him to continue to explain.

Ji Qinglin sighed bitterly in his heart, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue talking: "Well, although I haven't seen her for a few days, I'm used to seeing her swaying in front of me every day in the mansion, but I'm not used to it now."

This is not all nonsense, although Ji Qinglin has four older sisters, they all married early, and there is no one of his age in the family.

Since Yinluo arrived in Ji's mansion, the two have been together almost every day, and Yinluo has always treated him very well. To Ji Qinglin, Yinluo is more like his own sister than the four older sisters.

Xie Wuyi seemed to be savoring the meaning of his words carefully, and he continued after a long while, "I'm not used to it, so that I can't sleep at night?"

Ji Qinglin was suddenly at a loss for words, complaining incessantly in his heart, wondering why the more he explained this casual sentence, the more he couldn't understand it?

It is true that he is close to Yin Luo, and it is true that he has a lot of thoughts in his heart, but it would be too exaggerated to say that he could not sleep at night because he had not seen him for a few days.

But the words have come to this point, and he can't say that he just stared at Jie Wuqian before he fell asleep, so he opened his mouth and closed it again, without uttering a word for a long time.

Xie Wuyi saw that he was speechless, thought he was ashamed to speak, so he looked away and said, "Do you want to see her?"

Ji Qinglin didn't react for a while, and let out a "ah" in a daze.

After a while, he suddenly felt the cushion beside him rise and fall. Turning his head to see, Xie Wuyi had turned over and got off the cushion. He walked out of the house without saying a word, and even closed the door behind him.

Ji Qinglin: "..."

What does this mean?

He froze on the spot and thought for a long time, hesitating whether to get up and go out to have a look, when he heard a "bang" sound from outside.

Ji Qinglin was startled, but before he got up, he heard the sound of footsteps outside the door from far to near, and then he pushed the door open and entered, went to the cushion and lay down again.

Ji Qinglin hurriedly asked: "What are you doing out there?"

"It's nothing," Xie Wuyi replied lightly, then lay down on his back and said, "Go to sleep."

Ji Qinglin was full of suspicion, but seeing Xie Wuyi's attitude, he didn't want to say anything more, so he just said "oh", guessing that he might be sleepy, so he stopped making noises to disturb him, stared at the back of his head and started stay.

Staring and staring, Ji Qinglin felt more and more regretful.

How did it turn your back on me?

Before, I could still see my face when I was lying on the opposite side, but now I can only see the back of my head.

Thinking about it, he curled his lips and closed his eyes as if accepting his fate.

Early the next morning, Ulanda knocked on the door of the house with a pancake in his mouth.

Ji Qinglin didn't sleep well all night, but the strange thing is that he didn't feel too sleepy either. After getting up and washing up, he ate some food sent by Ulanda, and then went out of the house with Xie Wuyi .

It was already dark when we arrived here last night, and Ji Qinglin didn't take a close look at the surrounding environment, but now that the sun is bright, it clearly illuminates the surrounding things, and then Ji Qinglin can see clearly that this village is located in a wide valley between two mountains.

Probably because there are many snakes and insects in Qidi, most of the bamboo buildings in the village have built tall brackets to prop up the houses in the air, and some are even built on the boulders protruding from the mountain wall. cover each other.

The towering mountain walls stand on both sides, the top cliffs are covered with green pines, and the lush canopy is verdant. Many vine-like plants hang down from the top of the cliffs, interlaced with each other, and wind along the mountain walls to the bottom of the valley.

Under the cliff, wild flowers of various colors are dotted among the clumps of green grass, and the dew is glistening on the flowers and plants, swaying gently in the breeze.

Because it was early in the morning, the sound of birds chirping in the mountains and forests was endless. Occasionally, some birds would startle from the mountains and fly straight into the sky with their wings flapping.

Take a deep breath, and what is poured into the body is the moist air mixed with the fragrance of green grass, which is refreshing.

There were several carriages parked in the open space in front of the door, and many officers and soldiers were busily running back and forth around the carriages, as if they were preparing for the trip.

Looking at those busy figures, Ji Qinglin couldn't help but wonder: "So many people going?"

Ulanda swallowed the pancakes in his mouth, patted the residue on his hands and said, "Not many, only a dozen or so. If there is any accident along the way, there will be someone to take care of you."

Ji Qinglin nodded, and asked again: "Are you coming too?"

Ulanda seemed very strange when he heard the question, staring at him and asking, "What's the problem?"

Ji Qinglin shook his head indifferently, Ulanda then shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I haven't seen a dragon's blood tree before, this tree is older than me, I have to open my eyes?"

Ji Qinglin didn't know how true or false what he said, he smiled noncommittally, but his eyes fell on the wooden barrels that several officers and soldiers beside a carriage were carrying to the carriage, and asked curiously: "What is that?"

Ulanda followed his gaze and said, "Fire oil."

"Fire oil?" Ji Qinglin asked strangely, "We're not going to fight, so why bring fire oil?"

Ulanda looked Ji Qinglin up and down sideways, wondering if it was Ji Qinglin's illusion, he seemed to see a trace of disgust in that look.

Sure enough, Ulanda said: "Last night, I heard that your analysis was very clear. You seem to be a smart person. After a long time, it's just a display?"

Ji Qinglin was taught a lesson inexplicably, before he could react, he saw Ulanda raised his chin and said, "How do you plan to destroy the dragon blood tree?"

Ji Qinglin stretched out his hand and patted Qing'a Jian on Xie Wuyi's waist, and said confidently, "Slash with the sword."

Ulanda nodded with a half-smile: "What about after the chopping?"

Ji Qinglin was puzzled: "What's left after cutting it down? Wouldn't it be destroyed after it's cut down? Could it be possible that a tree can still live after it's cut down?"

Ulanda shook his head and smiled wryly, and said helplessly, "The tree is dead, what about the pine needles on it? Just leave it there and wait for someone to take it away?"

Ji Qinglin was at a loss for words. He really didn't expect this. At this time, Ulanda reminded him that they destroyed the dragon blood tree so that those people could no longer use the pine needles to perform the soul sealing technique, but if Just by cutting off the tree, the dragon's blood tree will indeed not grow new pine needles, but the pine needles that have already grown are still there, and there is still the possibility of being used.

Realizing that he had overlooked such an important detail, Ji Qinglin felt a little ashamed, but he soon realized that he was not the only one who made the mistake.

He poked Xie Wuyi who was standing beside him with his elbow, and pretended to be serious, "Look, if we didn't meet Ulanda, what a mistake we would have made?"

Xie Wuyi stared at him quietly for a moment, then reached out and took out something from his bosom.

Ji Qinglin turned his head to look, staring at the Huozhe in his hand, speechless for a while, silently looked away, and said dryly: "Oh."

Not long after, the group of people finished their preparations, and after getting into the carriage, the carriage headed for Nanshan.

Ulanda was in the same car with the two of them, chatting with Ji Qinglin all the way.

While listening to his rambling, Ji Qinglin leaned against the window and looked at the scenery of Qidi along the way. He had to lament that time is really a powerful carving knife, slowly carving this place into a completely different appearance from a thousand years ago.

After walking for more than an hour, the sky gradually became a bit gloomy. After a while, light rain fell from the sky and hit the roof of the car with a crackling sound.

Baimao is very alert. Not long after the rain fell, it swooped out of the window, stood on the window sill to shake the rainwater off its feathers, and jumped into the car nimbly.

According to Ulanda, the weather in Qidi is so unpredictable. It is not uncommon to see the sun shining brightly one moment, and then pouring rain the next moment.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a faint tendency to pour in from the window. Ji Qinglin couldn't look out, so he had to honestly put down the curtain, turned around and hugged Bai Mao into his arms.

Just when he was bored and drowsy, he suddenly heard the sound of mourning and howling.

Ji Qinglin woke up instantly, straightened up and listened carefully, only then was he sure that it wasn't an illusion produced by himself while he was half asleep and half awake.

There were indeed people crying outside, and the crying sound that reached the ear was getting louder and louder, as if the crying person was slowly approaching.

Ulanda opened the curtain of the car casually, and the three of them looked forward, and found that a group of people seemed to be approaching in the distance, but their figures were blurred by the gloomy sky and the huge rain curtain, so they couldn't see clearly.

Ulanda asked the coachman, "What's going on ahead?"

The coachman raised his hand and helped the bamboo hat on his head up. After staring into the distance for a while, he was not sure: "It seems...it seems to be a funeral."

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