Why get drunk and smell pears

Yin Jiujian was upset and didn't speak to Shen Qingyu, but turned around and silently watched the layout of the small courtyard.

Shen Qingyu didn't know why, and felt that Yin Jiujian's attitude was a little colder than before, but then thought that the two of them had always been like this, and it was almost impossible for Yin Jiujian to treat him nicely again.

Thinking about it this way, besides being a little inexplicably uncomfortable, I actually feel much better.

It has been half an hour since Mo Xi came to find the city lord.

Mo Xi had a hesitant expression, unable to tell what the city lord's attitude was.

"The city lord is very kind to me. If you don't like it later, please don't run into him."

Yin Jiujian nodded in agreement.

He's just a mortal, even if he's the city lord, there's nothing wrong with him.

Before he came, Yin Jiujian had some guesses about the city lord in his heart, thinking that Mo Xi's ability to escape the disaster that year was probably related to the city lord.

Due to the special identities of Shen Qingyu and Yin Jiujian, none of them walked through the main entrance, and all went around the path to avoid the servants in the mansion to meet the city lord.

Mo Xi stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Brother Yun, someone brought it here."

"Come in."

The exquisitely carved door opened, and a smell of books mixed with ink rushed over.

Yin Jiujian understood.

It's no wonder that I came here after detours. It doesn't look like the place where the City Lord's Mansion usually receives people. It turned out to be a study.

He didn't know much about mortal etiquette, but he also guessed that the city lord's move was to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Yin Jiujian instantly became alert.

He is used to thinking of people in a bad way. This city lord surnamed Yun has a kindness to Mo Xi. It is not difficult for people to think of whether he was involved in something when the Yin family had an accident.

And that... portrait in his hand.

A long time ago, when he was still acting like a baby in his mother's arms, Yin Jiujian knew that he had a father who died young.

The memory of his childhood was difficult and bitter, but this name was deeply rooted in his memory, until he was taken away by Mingmingxuan, and he was humiliated and given his father's name.

—— Yin Qing

Yin Jiujian didn't know what to think. He felt bored and complained but also hoped for this person.

He wanted to know whether this person was dead or not, and if he was dead, why so many things were involved.

The layout of the study can be seen through at a glance.

The city lord surnamed Yun was sitting in front of the desk and painting, except that Mo Xi raised his eyes and glanced at Yin Jiujian's face indifferently in the past tense, then he picked up the pen without any expression, and traced black and thin flower branches and bright red flowers on his canvas. flowers.

Yin Jiujian took a rough look and knew that the owner of Yuncheng was flowering plum blossoms.

"You have... a portrait of that man."

In any case, Yin Jiujian couldn't call Yin Qing's father.

He clenched his hands into fists, with a sinister expression hiding panic.

Shen Qingyu went up and clenched his hand tightly without any trace.

"Have."

Only then did Yundang, the lord of Yecheng, stop the pen in his hand, and he looked up at the two people who were holding hands.

"I could tell you everything, but you have to do me a favor."

"what's up."

"Find me someone, a monk."

……

Yin Jiujian didn't expect it.

This Yun Dang seemed to be just an outsider, but he knew many secrets of the Yin family that even his enemies and monks didn't know.

Yin Jiujian didn't believe that this man was only in his 30s on the surface, because he still kept so many things after the Yin family was wiped out, it was impossible without the previous plan.

He thought of a possibility, but wasn't sure.

Because this might make him panic, making him not sure if he fell into someone's trap.

Yundang sent someone to arrange a courtyard for them in the mansion, saying that Yin Qing lived in this courtyard before.

Yin Jiujian was silent for a long time before agreeing to stay there.

The yard is quite big, much bigger than Mo Xi's.

There was even a pavilion in this yard, and a pear tree was planted next to it, which was in full bloom at this time, with unripe fruits growing on the layers of branches, which were green and astringent.

"The monk that the city is looking for is dead?"

Yin Jiujian asked, he had almost guessed that Yundang's identity was probably not as simple as "the Lord of Yecheng".

"Yes."

Just one word, not too many words, not even a change in expression.

He looked like a ruthless and cold-blooded person.

Yin Jiujian commented, and then remembered that Shen Qingyu was also like this, but she was much more talkative than this Yundang, gentler and softer...

"Find a dead person, don't you want me to summon my soul?"

These words made the corners of Yin Jiujian's lips twitch with sarcasm.

He probably knew Yundang's intention to take in Mo Xi. What he needed was not Mo Xi, the Yin family or him, but Guixiu.

"……Yes."

There is a real difference between ice cubes.

Yin Jiujian unconsciously compared Yundang and Shen Qingyu.

It may be that both of them are a little unkind and indifferent, making him think of Shen Qingyu when he sees Yundang.

In order to hide the displeasure in his heart, Yin Jiujian pretended to fold a leaf at random and played with it in his hand.

His gaze casually glanced at Shen Qingyu, who was sitting in the house with Mo Xi not far away. The two of them said this, but they didn't know what they were talking about. Mo Xi smiled helplessly, but Shen Qingyu was always dumbfounded. The expression on his face turned up slightly.

Yin Jiujian looked away casually, and his eyes fell on Yundang.

"For things like summoning souls, City Lord Yun should find someone else."

"why?"

Yun Dang seemed very puzzled, he knew that every ghost cultivator had one or two skills that he would definitely know, and Spiritualism was one of them.

When he asked Yin Qing back then, Yin Qing was just a mortal at that time, so it didn't come true.

Now that Yin Jiujian has long left his status as a mortal, he is still a ghost cultivator, so why doesn't he want to.

Yin Jiujian's expression darkened, and he decided to tell the truth after a moment's pause.

"I'm dying."