After wearing the book, I broke the plot

Feng Mingqi's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "Xuanzhen sect?!" He turned his head and looked at Song Qi again: "You...you you are the chief of Xuanzhen sect, Pochen Sword Song Qi ?”

At that moment, Song Qi saw the shattering of the three views from his face, Feng Mingqi was still muttering: "Brother Wang, you have been hiding so deeply for the past six months."

Song Qi put his hands in his sleeves, stood back, and hid behind Wang Yu.

The yamen disciple who came to close the game stepped forward and cupped his hands to Song Qi: "Brother, how do we announce this to the common people?"

Song Qi was stunned, glanced at the loose cultivators who were sitting in twos and threes meditating and adjusting their breathing, and said after a deep thought, "Please show me the Dihu Zhi."

Hearing that the disciple took out a thick ancient book from Qiankun's pouch, Song Qi took it and went to a red lantern to take advantage of the light to read it.

On the page of Gu Yanchi's house, there is a passage marked: In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, the three sons of the Chi family married a daughter. Shi disappeared, and the eldest son of the Chi family died suddenly a year later.Plus the above, a total of 120 seven people.

Song Qi frowned.

Rong Yu's eyes were still red and swollen, and when he saw Di Huzhi glanced at him, his face turned green and red, and he held it in for a long time before he could relieve the choked breath in his throat, and said, "The third son of the Chi family?! I The person my sister is marrying is clearly Chi Wuye, the eldest son of the Chi family, with three books and six rituals, Huang Tian is a lesson, how...how..."

He took a few steps back again and again, with an expression of disbelief, seeing the puppet bride lying on the ground, his heart ached for a moment.

Song Qi already had some guesses in his heart, took his pen and ink, and wrote by the dim candlelight:

In the third year of Kaiyuan, Rong Luan, the deceased, was ordered by his teacher to go down the mountain to recover the Chi family's solitary copy of the corpse puppet art. He met Chi Wuye, and successfully deceived the corpse puppet art with his feelings for him, and handed it to the sect.

In the fourth year of Kaiyuan, Rong Luan and Chi Wuye communicated with each other in secret, exchanged love, sentenced to the gate of heaven, ordered three books and six rituals, and the Chi family's matchmaker was about to marry.

In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, Chi Wuye had a rift with his family. The Chi family changed the bridegroom to be the third son, concealed that Rong Luan would marry her into the family, and used his status as a Taoist to increase his luck, and his business expanded to the north and south of the river.

In the same year, Rong Luan refused to accept and repeatedly resisted, and was locked up in a private house by the Chi family. She gave birth to a stillborn baby, and the other one disappeared. The next year, Chi Wuye disappeared.

In the 25th year of Kaiyuan, Chi Wuye practiced the technique of corpse puppetry, massacred the whole family of Chi's family, and gave him the luck of breaking up the whole family. He remarried Rong Luan... wanting to resurrect her.

Song Qi dried the ink, handed it to the Yamen disciples and said, "Just print this piece of paper with the official seal and post it."

The disciple stooped to take the rice paper, then backed away.

Song Qi raised his eyes to look at the desolate wedding venues, and thought, how can a dead person be resurrected? Only the family under Huang Quan knows.

The family surnamed Chi probably wouldn't feel at ease with the money summoned by the dead, so they spread good fortune to seek peace of mind.

On the way down the mountain, Rong Yu was nowhere to be seen, and the people from the Xianjia Yamen buried the innocent dead in the wild forest outside, and set fire to the private house.The black cat stood guard in front of Rong Luan's grave, meowing and unwilling to leave.

Wang Yu had time to spare, so he built a tomb for Chi Wuye and Rong Luan.

Back at the inn where they settled down, everyone was exhausted and paralyzed. Seeing them coming back, Xiaoer smiled and yelled at selling beauty drunks, and sold a lot in an instant. The fear of escaping from here.

For a while, the lobby of the inn was full of drunken nonsense.

Song Qi sat by the window, resting his cheek on one hand, looking at the bright moon in the sky thoughtfully.

A figure sat in front of him, poured a glass of wine for the two of them, and asked with a smile: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Song Qi withdrew his eyes and stared at the wine cup in front of him, after a moment of daze, he said: "I was thinking about Rong Luan's two children, and the rumored Heavenly Dao Sect."

And the ghost who manipulated the puppet bride who disappeared without a trace.

Wang Yu raised his head and drank a cup, filled it up for himself, and said, "What are you thinking about so much, you have to be happy when you are happy in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon."

After finishing speaking, he raised his glass to respect Song Qi, and then respected the bright moon. After drinking a sip of water-colored lips, he changed the subject and said, "Brother, do you have a fortune teller?"

Song Qi said: "Huh? You can also tell divination?"

Wang Yu pinched his fingers and counted in a decent manner, and after a long while, he said with a profound look: "Senior brother, this is a murderer."

Song Qi was taken aback, Wang Yu raised his eyebrows, stroked the rim of the cup and said, "My senior brother is really charming, but there are also many rotten peach blossoms, senior brother must choose carefully."

Song Qi didn't believe it.

In the early morning of the next day, the Xuanzhen faction hurriedly called them back to the sect, the sky was dim, and Song Qi led Bai Ju to wait for Wang Yu at the gate of the city. .

"This Chi family is really devoid of conscience."

"Heaven has eyes, it deserves to be wiped out, and all relatives should be killed."

"If you ask me, don't even dig a grave for them. If you sell that house, all the money from his family will have to be donated,"

How enthusiastic the praise was in the past, and how sharp the scolding is now.

Song Qi gnawed on pancakes, and listened nonchalantly. When he turned his head, he saw a black-clothed ragged child curled up at the foot of the city wall. He had a pale face, dry lips, bare feet in winter, and The clothes had been patched several times, but they were still so torn that the skin inside could be seen.

The child was extremely sensitive, and when he sensed that Song Qi was looking at him, he turned his head and stared back, like a little beast caught in a trap, using all his strength to declare that he was not easy to mess with.

Song Qi, who was wearing very thick clothes and eating hot pancakes: "..."

Feeling a little uncomfortable, he walked over and gently placed the other pancake in his arms on the child's knee. After slightly nodding, he heard Wang Yu riding his horse, and the hem of his white clothes passed by the child's eyes. He turned over Mounted, the two of them left the city gate together.

The black-clothed child was holding pancakes, his eyes were cold, and above his head, on the high city wall, sat a ghostly child, swinging his legs and twitching the silver threads with his fingers.The clouds moved away, and the bright sunlight saw that the ten silver threads were all connected to the child in black at the foot of the city wall.

It was two afternoons after returning to the Xuanzhen Sect. After registering at the Law Enforcement Hall, Song Qi returned to Taihua Peak with a big bag full of walnuts, but he didn't see Sui Sui, only Qiu He.

It seemed that Qiu He rarely had free time. He played chess with himself in the woods. After he lost to him, he frowned and thought hard. When he saw Song Qi, he stood up and saluted, and shouted: "Brother."

Song Qi bent his eyes, and walked over to look at the chess game. Heizi was very aggressive, but Baizi retreated again and again. Miraculously, Baizi was the one who won in the end.

Just as he was about to study it carefully, Qiu He tripped his foot and broke the chessboard.

He looked melancholy at the chaotic black and white pieces, shook his head and sighed: "Hey! I still want to see if there is a way to maneuver!"

Song Qi comforted him with a smile, gave him the beauty drunk, and said, "I remember that you like fine wine, so I brought you a pot from Guyan City, but are you still depressed?"

Qiu He's eyes lit up, he took it as if he had found a treasure, and said "Thank you, senior brother".

After leaving, Song Qi prepared his robes and prepared to take a bath.The road has been full of dust and dust. Although the body of a cultivator is self-cleaning, he still feels very uncomfortable without taking a bath for many days. He has not yet broken away from some habits he had when he was a mortal.

The Xuanzhen Sect has a special bathhouse, usually only outer disciples or inner disciples come here, at this time they are all learning spells under their respective masters, and they are quite clean.

Song Qi walked to the innermost place, cast a spell to create a barrier, and just took off his outer robe, he suddenly heard a plop from the depths of the pool, and a fiery red hem of his clothes swayed on the water surface, like blood that had been spilled.

Surprised, Song Qi got into the water and swam quickly. When the distance was two meters, the person under the water suddenly jumped out of the water, panting heavily.

Song Qi: "How old are you?"

Xiaotuanzi dived into the pool at some point. He was wearing an adult-style red dress, which was too loose for his small body to hold up.

After seeing Song Qi, Xiaotuanzi swam over and bumped into his arms, tugged at Song Qi's lapel and said, "Senior brother, I miss you so much!"

Song Qi's heart softened, and just as he was about to answer him, he saw Xiao Tuanzi's face darken suddenly, hanging on Song Qi's body like a puppy sniffing up and down, and then complained as if he had been abandoned by a heartless man: "You smell like other kids!"

Song Qi typed a "?" slowly.

Xiaotuanzi insisted on washing Song Qi's body, and even wanted to wash him himself. Song Qi was startled, picked him up and sat by the pool, and said, "I'll do it myself."

Although he didn't know where and what kind of smell he was smelled by Xiaotuanzi.

Walking in front of the small waterfall, Song Qi turned his back and took off his clothes, and smelled it strangely.

Xiaotuanzi said behind him: "Brother, do you want saponins, I'll bring them to you."

Song Qi said "No", suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked: "Whose clothes are you wearing, you can't wear such a big one."

Xiao Tuanzi looked at Song Qi Guangjie's back and the long ink-splashed hair on one side with his chin resting on his chin, and his immature voice was slightly hoarse: "Someone left it here and forgot to take it away, so I just wore it for fun."

After returning from this trip, Xiaotuanzi seemed to speak much more clearly than before.

It seems that walnuts are really useful!

Thinking of this, Song Qi smiled and looked back at the increasingly pleasing Xiaotuanzi. This look gave him a strange sense of familiarity. His eyes fell on the red dress floating on the water, and he looked at it in a daze. There are golden lotus dark patterns embroidered on it.