Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

"Father~Dad~" Someone whispered in Qi Jiu's ear, fearing to disturb her, so she carefully flattered her.

Qi Jiu's whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he barely raised his eyelids from the illusory nightmare. The room was dim, and only the lampstand and candles could still see clearly.

He saw the man in Tsing Yi with his slender eyes closed, smiling flatteringly.

"How could it be you..." Qi Jiu was so tired, but the man in Tsing Yi was holding the hot porridge in his hand, which smelled delicious, and his stomach was tightly hungry.

"It's me, Dad," the man in Tsing Yi refused to let him close his eyes again, urging him one sentence at a time, "When my son was wandering in the garden, Dad turned 32 into a beautiful woman, and he was good at eighty. The posture and body are fragrant..."

"Please talk normally."

"With a snap, it fell beautifully in front of my son."

Qi Jiu was amused by him, and she dozed off to Cloud Nine Heavens, but her limbs were weak, as if she had no muscles or bones.

"Then how long have I been lying down?" Reminiscing the desperate fight between the underwater and the water man, fearing that adults and the others should be worried, they couldn't help becoming anxious.

The man in Tsing Yi calculated, "It's about two hours."

Not very long.

Qi Jiu counted and got up, only to find that in the bronze mirror opposite, there was dim light and black shadows slanting horizontally. He was wrapped in countless veils of cool and penetrating medicine from head to toe, and there were no holes left except for eye holes.It was as white as a skeleton.

"Me!" Qi Jiu's limbs were so stiff that she couldn't even touch her own face, "Am I disfigured?"

"No, no, no," the man in Tsing Yi comforted softly, "On the contrary, Dad, your skin is like new life, your legs are plump, tender and juicy, and it is the most fresh and delicious time." sound.

Qi Jiu realized immediately, "Why are you swallowing your saliva?!"

"Because the son is the person in the mirror, it will be like this if you talk too much, maybe your face is too stiff." The man in Tsing Yi quickly picked up the Shenandi enamel flower bowl, "Dad, it's time for you to eat, otherwise the meal will be cold. It won't taste good."

Qi Jiu tried to evade again and again, but it was a pity that the kindness could not be denied, so he had to lick his face and was fed.

After tea and dinner, Qi Jiu finally asked, "Did I fall into the small copper night incense pot?"

The man in Tsing Yi cleaned up the dishes, "What?"

Qi Jiu quickly shut up, and secretly scolded herself for being stupid, falling into the territory of others, how could she casually bring up other people's hatred.

He couldn't help but say, "I want to go out for a walk."

The man in Tsing Yi was very happy immediately, he touched the phantom seal of the night polar bird in his palm, and the blue light burst out, weaving a bamboo wheelchair, he personally carried Qi Jiu to sit down, and flattered him, "Dad, can you come and play in this pot?" , it is really an honor for my son's three lives."

Pushing the bamboo wheelchair creaked and slid out of the house.

Unexpectedly, the outside of the house is even darker, like a birdcage covered with cloth, and there are occasional fragrances along the way, which is very sweet and refreshing.

The bright moon with a round hole in the sky is the only twilight in the whole world.

The man in Tsing Yi couldn’t open his eyes all the time, but he still looked up and said with emotion, “When will the sun come? The moon is shining in the sky at night, and I pray for the light in my heart, and I raise my head to wait for the rooster to crow.”

Qi Jiu can understand best, isn't that transparent full moon just a hole for chickens to come in.

It is estimated that it has been held back for a long time, and it has made people feel poetic and picturesque.

Can't help laughing awkwardly, "It's really a good poem, with profound artistic conception and lifelike."

After being praised by his father, the man in Tsing Yi became more flattered, pushed Qi Jiu to stop in the halo cast by the hollow, and asked, "Dad, are you tired after walking around for a long time?"

Qi Jiu was exhausted by his calling, and said bluntly, "Actually, you are older than me, and it was difficult to communicate with you through the ... pot, so I just need to correct you face to face today."

The man in Tsing Yi didn't take it seriously, "So what? We don't judge heroes by their age, but by their ability. If you think that I am so cultivated, I was easily defeated by you, so I should respect you as my father."

Qi Jiu didn't know how to argue again, but the man in Tsing Yi was very excited, and then used his phantom seal to attract a table of food and wine, ready to have a drink with Qi Jiu.

Qi Jiu still couldn't find a reason to refuse, and the other party's enthusiasm was soaring, so he had to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, and let the other party forcefully drink a few glasses of wine.But the drinking place was always an obstacle in his heart, which made Qi Jiu somewhat regretful, and should have changed the Tsing Yi people to a better place.

After drinking for three rounds, both of them were a little tipsy, Qi Jiu was drowsy and sleepy, the man in Tsing Yi immediately said respectfully, "Father is tired today, let's go to bed first, my son will help you get rid of the tiredness in your limbs. "

He was drunk, his eyes were tired, and Qi Jiu's words were blurred, "Okay, good filial son, thank you for your hard work." He fell asleep with his head on his side.

The man in Tsing Yi's smile deepened, and when Qi Jiu was half asleep, he conceived a bucket of warm water, first opened the bandages on Qi Jiu's legs layer by layer, exposing the flesh, soaked in the warm water for a while, took it out After touching the soap ointment, and then shaving with a long razor, he muttered, "Be gentle, slow down, if it is cut, it will be useless."

Until the fine hair between Qi Jiu's limbs was removed, it was as slippery as a shelled egg, and then wrapped with freshly soaked cotton wool, he tried his best to maintain it properly and carefully.

After everything is over, send the drowsy Qi Jiu back to the house to rest.

During the period, he was well-behaved, and there was no conspiracy at all. After two consecutive days, Qi Jiushi lowered his guard, thinking that even so, he didn't have to bother to be on guard, and he should find a suitable opportunity to get out of the small copper night incense pot.

One time, he made a proposal during a meal, hoping to get in touch with the outside world. The man in Tsing Yi, who was familiar with a joke Yanyan, cried sadly, saying that he was alone, and the original owner was just using him. Poor man.

Now, fortunate enough to be accompanied by my father, I am no longer pitiful. I only hope that Qi Jiu can understand his miserable mood and stay with him for a few more days.

So three times, the other party always finds various reasons to refuse.

Qi Jiu was anxious, but the illusion of the whole small copper night incense pot was woven by his own hands. If he used the illusion in the illusion without authorization, and the force confronted him, it might cause the entire illusion to burst, and the gain outweighed the loss.

After thinking hard for a long time, I suddenly remembered that when I was outside, people in Tsing Yi could talk without any hindrance.

Perhaps standing at the closest position to the entrance of the cave, and then using the illusion to call, will definitely attract the attention of outsiders.

On the third day, Qi Jiu said that he wanted to go outside the house again, and the man in Tsing Yi readily agreed. When he got there, Qi Jiu pretended to leave something in the house, and troubled the man in Tsing Yi to go back and get it.

The people in Tsing Yi readily agreed.

While he was walking away, Qi Jiucai yelled at the round hole in midair, "Hey! Is anyone there!"

"Hey!!"

There was no sound outside the small copper incense pot.

Qi Jiu didn't dare to shout too much, and poked her head left and right, fearing that the people in Tsing Yi would find out.

Fortunately not.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he leaned his head back between the cushions of the bamboo wheelchair.

A tuft of long black hair fluttered in the air like a waterfall of resentment.

The smiling expression of the person in Tsing Yi is hanging above!

His face was flat and stretched in the chaotic light, just like the shadow in the mirror, but the horror that penetrated was so full and three-dimensional.

His eyebrows were crooked, his narrow eyes were closed tightly, and he opened his mouth and asked in a strange way, "Dad, are you calling me?"

In the empty space, only his head was left, and the bloody smell of slaughter suddenly added to the echo.

……

"Ajiu!" Shangguan Yichue woke up suddenly, got up from the bed, his eyes slowly settled down from the horror, and saw a room full of people hanging on the chairs in disorder, probably staying up for three days and three nights, Everyone was extremely tired, Xie Dunyun's eyes were the reddest, and he couldn't close them completely even after falling asleep.

Ke Mojiu was in a shallow sleep, and was the first to jump up from the carpet when he called, and hurriedly crawled over to ask, "Is the bumpkin awake?"

How could I wake up.

Not even a pulse.

Just because Shangguan Yi Chuan Tiexin said that Qi Jiu would never die, otherwise he would have been reduced to ashes by now.

Ten days passed, and even keeping the soul would only take seven days.

But Shangguan Yichuan said that Qi Jiu was too stupid and might have to walk on Huanyang Road for a few more days.

Everyone felt that he was too sad, and they all wanted to accompany him.

Shangguan Yichuan looked back tactfully, Qi Jiu on the bed was standing straight, his skin was gray and dead white from inside to outside, the bruises between his limbs lingered for a long time, and had gathered into a dark purple sore, the wound on his shoulder was forever It can't be scarred, and the bones are slowly showing signs of decay, and it smells faintly.

Shangguan Yichui's heart ached as soon as he saw it, so he took the liquid medicine and applied it drop by drop to Qi Jiu's wound, blowing it gently.

I'm afraid that he will hurt.

Ke Mojiu stared deeply for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Guan, I only trust you in the world, but what happened in the past few months has really deviated from the track, and many of them are extremely abnormal."

"I'm really afraid of the bumpkin..."

"Shh..." Shangguan Yizhuo hugged Qi Jiu's cold corpse into his arms, giving him tender warmth, "Don't talk nonsense."

"You know our past and the reasons why I do everything, so if you dare to say one more word next, you will question all my decisions, or you simply think I am crazy"

Ke Mojiu's face changed, and he didn't answer the words, but lowered his eyelashes silently.

"Ajiu, he is definitely not dead!" Shangguan Yibuki's relatives' faces turned blue, "Otherwise everything will be destroyed."

"Ke Mojiu, you should know clearly."

"I know, I know very well, I just...just don't want you...to be so sad." Ke Mojiu took a cotton quilt to cover the two of them, and stretched out his hand to Shangguan Yiqiujue's beautiful but obviously thin face.

Finally, it slid to his shoulder and patted it suggestively.

Shangguan Yibuki was not sad, he hugged Ajiu tightly.

Ten days ago, he was still warming his heart.

Ten days later, it was still as warm as ever.

Shangguan Yichuan said into Qi Jiu's ear, "We have gone through countless hardships, and this time we are finally able to watch you wake up."

The next day, the painting boat was transferred from the Ruanhe River to Linshan Mountain, Gaizhou. According to Xie Dunyun's report, Longzhuyu, who traded with the Yemoluo people, was in control of the Shuiren, so he was the most suspected.

Shangguan Yichuan hugged Qi Jiu's stiff body, and put a wide gray robe on him to cover his face.

From top to bottom, only he can see it.

Avoiding him, Dongfo's mood was not too high, and he could even be said to be on par with Shangguan Yiqiu. When Ke Mojiu walked over, he bowed his head subconsciously, as if he had a stooped appearance when he first met.

From his heart, regret doubled.

The atmosphere flowing among the few people was extremely depressing, and they didn't even talk or smile anymore, and everyone looked lifeless.

Xie Dunyun looked at the slender figure in Shangguan Yibuki's arms from a distance, and the mixed feelings in his heart were probably the most difficult to tell others.

Bai Shiqian endured all kinds of danger warnings after being discovered, leaned towards him silently, and whispered to him, "You are the most courageous among the group of people, you should go and remind Shangguan Yiqiu, people die like lights out, he is like this Holding a dead body and refusing to let go, don't delay Xiao Jiu's reincarnation."

Xie Dunyun trembled all over his body, and with his heartless character, his eyes were red, and he said with a sense of depression, "The two of them are already inseparable, not to mention that Xiao Jiu is not dead, no one can separate the two." Pulling people apart means breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, so why bother telling us to be the villain first."

"You're talking crazy too," Bai Shiqian clenched the paper umbrella in his hand, "It's not a fantasy, Xiao Jiu is indeed dead, we are all watching him rot day by day, why are you all covered Can't you see the truth with your eyes?"

"The truth..." Xie Dunyun put these two words in his mouth and chewed carefully for a long while, before confiding quietly, "When the truth is false, the false is also true, there is no such thing as deep love..."

"I don't understand, it's just you."