Shuang Hua You Nuo

The house in Yun Shen's unknown place is still the same, and the disciples of the Lan family keep the rituals as before, but when he comes again, he is no longer in the same mood as before.

Song Lan touched the spiritual lock sac on his chest, a slight smile curved his lips, and his gentle joy gradually spread.

As soon as Xiao Xingchen's familiar smiling face appeared in his mind, Song Lan couldn't help but bend his lips slightly, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

Qingyi was looking back, but was stunned for an instant.

That ice-breaking lotus-like smile, like a flash in the pan, was so beautiful that it made people breathless.

Only the good news of Xiao Xingchen waking up could make Song Lan show such an expression.

Qingyi is looking forward to the days after Xiao Xingchen wakes up.

The three of them walked around the pavilions and waterside pavilions and came to a maple forest.

Passing through the maple forest, you can see a deep pool with a small building next to it.

The three big characters of "Youtanju" are beautifully handwritten, and there is a bit of gentleness and a bit of pride in the thin font, which is obviously from everyone's hand.

"This place used to be the residence of a fairy from the Lan family. It's clean and remote, and won't disturb others. It's easy for Daoist Xiao to recuperate when he wakes up."

After Wei Wuxian explained, he and Qingyi led Song Lan into the building.

Youtan Residence is inconspicuous on the outside, but the interior layout is very delicate, elegant and generous, without losing the nobility, and there is a small courtyard in the building.

There are several cauldrons in the yard, and a group of teenagers jumping up and down can be seen from a distance, and the strong smell of medicine can be smelled.

Qingyi led Song Lan into the inner hall from the other side.

Those boys in the yard are good coolies who cook medicine, so don't tell them Daoist Song is here for now, just concentrate on making medicine.

"Song Daochang has been traveling for many days. Let's rest for a night tonight, and then treat him tomorrow, okay?"

Song Lan nodded in agreement.Now that I am favored by others, I don't know anything about medical skills, and I have to rely on the woman in front of me, how can I be rude and picky.

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Yi's expression relaxed, but his tone became serious, "I wonder if Daoist Song can let me take a look at the soul first to find out the situation?"

Reaching out her arms, she took out the two spirit-locking pouches in her arms and handed them to Qing Yi. Song Lan sat quietly and watched Qing Yi pay attention to her visit, with imperceptible tension and worry hidden in her eyes.

"This girl is in good condition, but Daoist Xiao still needs your help from Daoist Song."

Qing Yi withdrew her spiritual power, and her tone became more relaxed, "You, Daoist Song, are now the only bondage of Daoist Xiao in the world. I am afraid that only you can wake him up. Now Daoist Xiao only has a remnant soul, and a remnant soul cannot be reincarnated. If Daoist Xiao can't wake up, his soul will be shattered between heaven and earth and disappear without a trace."

Song Lan's heart tightened, and the fingers on his knee trembled slightly.

"But the Taoist priest doesn't have to worry too much. Since I'm looking for you, I'm sure. This time I just want to tell the Taoist priest another thing."

Qingyi looked at the man in front of her, with regret in her eyes unconsciously.

"Although Xue Yang has some abilities, he is not as good as Mr. Wei after all. Your body is incomplete, and your soul was injured by Xue Yang's control before. It will collapse after a long time. Therefore, you also need to change your body to take care of it. The soul, this body, I'm afraid I have to give up."

Song Lan nodded, it's just a skin, it doesn't matter.

Qingyi took out a packet of powder from her sleeve and poured it into the incense burner, a faint fragrance gradually filled the whole room.

"This incense soothes the nerves and helps the soul to cohere and break away from the bondage of the body. Burn it tonight, and tomorrow you can exchange the body for the Taoist priest."

Qingyi thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Tomorrow, those boys in the yard will come to join in the fun. Although they are young, they are still innocent. They are the ones who brought me to Yunshen, where they sent news to find The Daoist is very enthusiastic. If there is any offense at that time, please ask the Daoist Haihan. Xiao Daoist and the soul of this girl, I will take it to warm up first, and when the time comes tomorrow, I will come to tell the Zhizhang."

Watching Qingyi walk out of the room, Song Lan looked down at the dancing flames on the table, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Carrying two swords, carrying the soul of the deceased, guarding the meager and elusive hope.I thought it would be a long, long time, and I couldn't even wait for the return of the old man.

I didn't expect the good news to come from heaven so suddenly. All this is so beautiful that it is unreal, like a phantom.

The moonlight outside the window shines on the closed window sills, shining a hazy moonlight on the ground through the hollowed-out carvings.

Tonight... seems to be exactly fifteen?

Song Lan got up and walked to the window, but retracted her outstretched hand before touching the window.

Qingyi said that the incense burner was burning requiem incense, so in order not to affect the efficacy of the medicine, it was better not to open the window.

Song Lan stood in front of the window for a while, then turned around and walked back to the bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, stretched out her finger and popped a finger.The beating flames were extinguished in an instant, leaving only the hazy moonlight on the ground.

Before closing his eyes, he thought, the moonlight tonight must be beautiful, and the moonlight tomorrow night must be even better.

The next day, the sky was slightly brighter.Song Lan, who had been tossed with thoughts all night and couldn't calm down, opened her eyes.

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by low voices and exclamations.

Song Lan stood up and opened the door. Qing Yi was standing in front of the door with a young man.

"Song Daochang, everything is ready. This son is Ouyang Zizhen. I was able to find the Daoist thanks to Zizhen's help. Zizhen has always admired the Daoist. Zizhen, why are you rude?!"

Qingyi hated iron for being weak and gave Ouyang Zizhen a gouged look.

This silly boy, if he likes other girls, he can't do it if he doesn't have a good relationship with his parents!

Ouyang Zizhen blushed and saluted Song Lan, and said politely: "Ouyang Zizhen, the younger generation, was fortunate to have met the Taoist priest in Yizhuang. I wish you all success this time, and rescue Xiao Taoist priest and Miss A-Qing."

Song Lan still had some impressions of this young man, if they hadn't stumbled into Yizhuang to attract Lord Hanguang and Patriarch Yiling, he and Xingchen might still not see the light of day.

Hearing Ouyang Zizhen's words, Song Lan nodded, and supported Ouyang Zizhen with a light palm.Then he looked at Qingyi.

Qingyi pursed her lips and smiled, "Daoist Song, come with me."

An incense burner was placed in each of the four corners of the empty room, and a huge gossip was drawn in the center with cinnabar. A futon was placed in the center of the gossip, and there was a bright lamp in each of the eight directions.

There is a peach wood table in front of the gossip, and a lamp is burning in the center of the wooden table.

In the corner of the room, a group of teenagers sat side by side, with Hanguang-jun and Yiling patriarch holding Hanguang-jun's little hand at the far end.

Song Lan took a closer look, and found that everyone in Yizhuang was here.

Everyone saw Qingyi take out a purse and pour it carefully into the surrounding incense burners, a reddish mist began to fill the room, and a strange aroma mixed with the mist floated and drifted away.

"This incense is called Immortal Envy, a soul-replenishing thing that is hard to find."

After Qingyi added fragrance, she picked up a brush and drew a talisman between Song Lan's eyebrows.

"Song Daochang, you will sit on the futon for a while and call out to Xiao Daoist with your spiritual consciousness. The talisman I will draw for you will allow you to touch the soul and communicate with the other party's spiritual consciousness. When the time comes, you can just hold him. "

Song Lan nodded, turned around and walked to the futon and sat down cross-legged, pinching her fingertips and staring at Qingyi in front of the table and the two spirit lock bags on the table.

Qingyi reached out and dipped a ball of red thread on the table into the lamp oil, turned to look at a group of teenagers in the corner, "The red thread is used to bind souls, you all remember to play it by ear later. Mr. Hanguang, Mr. Wei, please come to me Take care of one or two."

Wei Wuxian nodded with a grin: "Miss Qingyi, don't worry, let's get started."