Raiders

"After my birthday, you will still kill me, right?"

Qi Feng raised a very real question.

Jiu Xin's smile froze on his face, his mind was turning back and forth.

"Qi Feng, why do you insist on going to Beijing for the exam?"

He asked this question before, but he still didn't understand.

"Get fame."

Same answer as before.

"What about after getting the fame? Fame moves the world, high officials and rich salary, beautiful women in your arms?"

"If you are rich, you will help the world, but if you are poor, you will be alone. I am trying to make myself a 'rich' person and do my best for the common people in the world."

Qi Feng's eyes are very bright, and his expectation can be seen.

"Must do it?"

"It must be done."

"Even if it ends in death?"

"Even if it ends in death."

"I will help you."

Jiu Xin looked at Qi Feng.

"Need not."

"I won't kill you," Jiu Xin took a bite of the fish, "With my talent, I can still cross the Three Realms without you."

Jiu Xin looked very proud, with the determination to become the supreme power on his face.

Qi Feng looked at him with a smile and didn't answer.

The next journey is happy and beautiful.

From time to time, Jiu Xin winked at Qi Feng, smiled alluringly, and slept together at night, but Qi Feng ignored and rejected them all.

Jiu Xin felt very depressed.

Another sunny day, Qi Feng walked in front, Yin Youyan made a rare appearance, and walked side by side with Qi Feng.

Not long ago, Jiuxin received a report from the Yaozu, saying that there was something wrong inside the Yaozu, and Jiuxin was asked to take charge of the overall situation. Jiuxin also wanted to take Qi Feng with him, but ended in failure because of Qi Feng's gentle refusal. I had no choice but to look at Qi Feng resentfully, and carefully instructed Yin Youyan to protect Qi Feng.

Yin Youyan didn't come out at all, just letting Jiu Xin scream into the air.

"You... really believe Jiu Xin's words?"

Yin Youyan was holding the sword, he was really worried that Qi Feng would be dazzled by love, and then foolishly send it to his door.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"He's a demon."

"Demons? So what about demons? Among the three worlds, there is nothing more mysterious than humans."

Qi Feng stopped talking, letting Yin Youyan look at him complicatedly.

Yin Youyan continued to hide his figure, and Jiu Xin hurried back within a stick of incense.

"Have you dealt with it?"

Qi Feng turned his head to look at him.

"Of course, they're just a bunch of careless clowns."

Jiu Xin answered nonchalantly, feeling sweet in his heart, the scholar took the initiative to talk to him, you must know that the boring scholar doesn't talk easily.

After a few more days, we arrived in Wencheng.

Wencheng is a big town, unusually prosperous, and it is not much more than Kyoto.

Today is a special day. For other men, birthday may not have any special meaning, but for Qi Feng, it has extraordinary meaning.

Today is the day when he loses the protection of his destiny.

Today is the day when he completely exudes fragrance as a Shiquan Dabu pill.

#On the Importance of Walking Dabu Pills#

"Where are you going?"

It was still in the afternoon, Qi Feng abnormally booked an inn to stay, rested for a while, and was about to go out without carrying his suitcase, so Jiu Xin asked this question.

"There is a poetry competition over there in Wanjiang Tower, and Xiaosheng is interested in comparing it."

There are many teahouses in Wencheng, and the guests of the teahouses love to drink tea, listen to books, chat about life and ideals, and talk about state affairs in the teahouses.

Wanjiang Tower is the largest and most famous teahouse in Wencheng.

Literati, poets, rich sons with poems and books, and poor children who study hard all love to talk here.

Many people will go to see the opening of Wanjiang Tower's annual poetry pairing.

"I will go with you."

Jiu Xin blurted out without hesitation.

Qi Feng looked at him quietly, showing a shallow smile.

"Xiaosheng is afraid that once you go, everyone will lose their minds about the competition."

There was a three-point joke in the voice, but Jiu Xin blushed suddenly.

The voice was deep and deep, as if it was ringing in the ear, and the smile was so captivating that Jiu Xin was a little dazed.

Is this a way of praising him for being beautiful? The stupid scholar still has a sweet mouth!

"I can change into another look and go with you."

Jiu Xin hurriedly said.

Qi Feng is still shaking his head.

"Mr. Yin, please don't follow Xiaosheng."

These words were addressed to Yin Youyan who didn't know where he was hiding.

"why!"

Jiu Xin was not happy.

"If you don't want to, just don't want to. You follow Xiaosheng all the time, making Xiaosheng feel that he is different from others..."

A rare embarrassment appeared on Qi Feng's face.

"You may be in danger."

Jiu Xin disagreed.

"It won't be until midnight tonight."

Qi Feng told this fact.

"Okay, then you go early and come back early."

Jiu Xin sat on the edge of the bed unhappily, with his back to Qi Feng.

Qi Feng shook his head helplessly, opened the door and left.

Yin Youyan followed secretly without saying a word. Jiu Xin was obedient, but it didn't mean he was too. Qi Feng couldn't see him anyway.

Wanjiang Building.

The high hall was full, and the building was full of people. The tables and chairs in the usual hall were removed, and a small platform was set up, and people were kept on it for the competition.

Qi Feng slid into the crowd like a fish, and there were similarly dressed scholars everywhere.

Yin Youyan hid himself on the high beam, watched Qi Feng who was in the crowd with great interest, and disappeared in place.

He has already left a touch of perception on Qi Feng's body, once Qi Feng is in danger, he can immediately perceive it.

As a god, it is impossible for Yin Youyan to follow a human being all the time, that would be too boring and a waste of time.

Yin Youyan is usually like this, put on the protective cover, put on the perception, and then go to practice by himself.

The bustling poem pairs opened with you coming and going, saliva flying all over the place, Qi Feng expressed his opinions in a calm manner, and went up to recite two lines of poems.

In the evening light, the sunset is slanting to the west, and the Wanjiang Tower has not yet ended.

Yin Youyan watched for a while, and found that Qi Feng was still in the crowd, so he continued to practice.

Qi Feng gradually withdrew from the crowd and walked towards the deserted Qingshi Lane.

It is suitable to marry, it is suitable to marry.

Mu Linyuan was waiting at the end of the alley in a fiery red shirt, smiling slightly at Qi Feng.

A puff of smoke was hazy, and Qi Feng had disappeared in place.

Mu Linyuan raised his hand to wipe away the traces left by Jiu Xin and Yin Youyan for Qi Feng, and kissed Qi Feng's eyes.

Yin Youyan frowned and looked for Qi Feng among the crowd, his perception was erased.

Sure enough, Qi Feng was not among the crowd, Yin Youyan frowned, and teleported to Jiu Xinzai's inn.

In a quaint house, human dishes are placed on the dining table.

Mu Linyuan sat on the chair and watched Qi Feng eat dinner. After Qi Feng finished eating, he took his hand and pushed open the door of a room.

In the room with red candles burning, the air was hazy and ambiguous. Qi Feng sat on a chair and let the pale-faced maid behind him make up for him.

"and many more."

Qi Feng raised his hand to stop the maid from putting rouge on him.

"what happened?"

Mu Linyuan stood beside him, covering Qi Feng's hand on the chair with his hand, and his cold face showed a bit of gentleness under the light of the candlelight.

"They don't want to paint me with dead bridal makeup, I refuse."

Qi Feng made up his pale face with two big blushes, his appearance was simply ecstasy.

"will not."

Mu Linyuan chuckled, took Qi Feng's hand, and kissed the back of it.

Like snowflakes falling, cool to the touch.

"Don't worry, my lord, Alan's craftsmanship is very good."

The pale maid smiled at Qi Feng.

Comb your hair, draw your eyebrows, and touch your lips.

The shape is not gaudy, and the beauty is gorgeous to the extreme, but it is not feminine.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, the eyes were like a crescent moon, the lips were full, and the complexion was fair.

Ah Lan didn't use rouge, nor did she adorn it with anything else.

It was a kind of glamorous beauty, with the handsomeness of a man.

After the makeup was done, Ah Lan bowed to Mu Linyuan, and his figure disappeared in place.

On the bed covered by the curtain, there was a set of wedding dress neatly placed.

Qi Feng hooked his lips towards Mu Linyuan, waiting for his service.

The slender fingers untied the clothes, and the clothes were scattered aside. The fiery red wedding dress was extremely beautiful with the red candles on it.

Wear a wedding dress for you.

Mu Linyuan helped Qi Feng put on the wedding dress with his own hands, and stroked the delicate collarbone with his fingers, his eyes sank slightly.

Qi Feng sat on the bed, his two delicate feet exposed to the air.

Mu Linyuan squatted on the ground and carefully put on his socks and finally the red shoes for him.

"Let's go."

Mu Linyuan stretched out his hand towards Qi Feng, Qi Feng looked at him, and took that hand.

It was already dark outside, and the midnight was approaching.

Qi Feng sat on the soft sedan chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The body became a little cold, and the brain was groggy, unable to think.

In the dark night, the moon was not very bright in the sky, and some people appeared on the bluestone path for no reason.

Beating gongs and drums, blowing trumpets, so festive.

Laizi was a watchman from Wencheng, and he was working the watch as usual that day, when he just put down his cock, he heard a commotion.

Whoever welcomes the bride in the middle of the night will make people sleep.

Laizi looked curiously, darling, this groom is so handsome, hehe, I don't know which girl is so lucky in this scene.

The groom rode ahead on a tall horse, with a handsome face, but a little pale.

The bride's soft sedan chair was at the back, carried by eight people, and a little maid followed, a group of people beat gongs and drums.

"Happy marriage for a hundred years, and a precious son will be born early."

Laizi smiled and said congratulations, and saw a little maid walking towards him gracefully.

"Happy money."

The servant girl handed over a money bag, and Laizi tied it in surprise.

Oh my dear, a lot of money!

Laizi looked at the sending-off team with joy, stood where he was, his face suddenly turned pale, and he sat down on the ground in panic, his hand holding the money bag kept shaking.