The mountain ghost blows out the lights

The ever-burning lamp was not fresh on the water for a long time, and soon turned back to air bubbles, slowly sinking into the water.

The world was turned upside down again, the sky folded itself silently and hid itself in the dark seabed.

The two had already experienced it once when they came here. The inside of this dark seawater was no longer mysterious, and most of the pressure from the unknown dissipated.

There is no need to be vigilant about the surroundings, and Yan Jinping is preoccupied, and Shen Lianxing is thinking about what he saw just now. No one cares too much about the external environment. When they regain their senses, they have already returned to the ordinary deep sea .

The road ahead is gloomy.

Shen Lianxing silently calculated the distance between this place and Yanjing City in his heart, then turned his head and asked, "How do we go back, and bring Xi Ran and the others back?"

No matter what they want to go back to do, it must be done as soon as possible. It all depends on the unhurried speed of the ever-burning lights to drift back to Yanjing City. They don't know that they will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Yan Jinping had already made up his mind, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, rolled it into a ball, sent it out of the bubble, and flicked it with his fingers.

"Although I don't want to trouble others..." He watched the handkerchief stretched in the water, and sighed, "But this is the only way to do it now."

This is still a variation of the object-finding spell. If you are looking for something on land, the handkerchief will turn into a bird, but now in the water, it will turn into a fish. The specific species depends on the distance between them and the thing they are looking for. depends.

It didn't take long for the two of them to go in and come out, and the two sharks hadn't gone far.The handkerchief was not in a hurry at all, and slowly folded itself, and the corners of the folds turned into a big erratic tail, turning into a big chubby goldfish.

The goldfish swung its tail around twice, spit out a bubble at the two of them, and swam away leisurely and happily.

Shen Lianxing looked at the distant shadow of the goldfish and knew that he had to wait a while, so he sat down cross-legged and said to Yan Jinping, "I didn't expect us to come out so soon."

Before the two came, they were mentally prepared for all kinds of situations, from the best to the worst, and there were many bizarre ones, but none of them had the option of giving up halfway.

What's the matter with going home now?

Yan Jinping looked at him, and sat down with him, leaning his back on the bubble.

He was still holding the strand of hair that was cut off from the guardian's hair just now in his hand. The hair showed a very shiny white color, as if it was born like this, not caused by aging.

Thinking of the overly young face of the spirit guard, he should not be old enough to grow white hair.

In fact, it can be determined without these inferences.

Yan Jinping lowered his head and twirled the hair on his fingertips, only to feel those memories that were almost forgotten surged up, like a gust of wind, blowing away the duckweeds that whitewashed the peace on the water.

Shen Lianxing saw some clues from his expression, and asked softly, "Have you ever seen that guardian?"

"...It is."

It is rare for Yan Jinping to be a little confused. He hasn't sorted out what's going on for the time being, and it's hard to find an entry point to start telling the story, so Shen Lianxing asked what he asked and answered, thinking, and said: "You also saw it just now. , when I opened his clothes, something was exposed."

At that time, Shen Lianxing was beside him, and he put all his body and mind on guarding against the sudden attack of the spirit guard. Of course, he also saw the little gold appearing under the man's clothes.

It's just that the speed is too fast, and the opening is only a moment after all. He recalled it for a while, and said uncertainly: "Look at the shape, it looks like a feather."

It's golden red, palm-width, I don't know how long it is.

"It's a feather." Yan Jinping got closer and could see it more clearly.He nodded for confirmation, "It's a piece of golden feather, very long, attached to his body, I'm afraid he has been wearing it close to his body all the time."

"I'm not mistaken, it's Feng An's stuff."

Feng An?

The head of the Golden Feather Guard who has been nesting in Yanjing City for hundreds of years?

Shen Lianxing had never met Feng An, but he had gradually gotten to know this person from other people's descriptions and performances these days.

It was a three-legged Golden Crow with a strange personality, and it was obviously a powerful beast, but he was reluctant to go out. Even if he built the Golden Feather Guard, it was only some crows that were active outside.

No one knows why he did this, Jin Yuwei is Feng An's eyes, ears and siblings, but what is the purpose?Is it just to protect the peace of Yanjing City from the ghosts?

What is the connection between him and Yanjing City?

Feng An never mentioned her past, and rarely showed her face in front of people. No matter how you think about it, this behavior is unreasonable.

The leader of Jin Yuwei obviously has a lot of secrets, coupled with his high status, he has become a frequent visitor in the story books of bookworms.

Feng An has quite strange life experiences in those stories, and he obviously doesn't care how others are making up and speculating about himself.

Shen Lianxing wondered, "Why does the guardian have Feng An's feathers?"

The Unclean Sea and Yanjing City are separated by tens of thousands of miles, and there is basically no connection at all. How could Feng An's feather be in the hands of the spirit guard?

As soon as he asked this question, he suddenly figured out the joint, frowned and said, "Do you two know each other?"

Since Yan Jinping has seen this spirit guard before, it is not unusual for him to know Feng An.

"More than acquaintance." Yan Jinping paused, and continued slowly, "Feng An is a three-legged Golden Crow, and his race has a custom of giving feathers to those close to him...Even if the appearance can be disguised, the feathers cannot fake."

The feathers of the Golden Crow are very precious things, and they will not be given to others easily, and Feng An should be the only three-legged Golden Crow in this world. If the spirit guard is a fake, he will never be able to get Feng An's feathers feather.

He lowered his eyes, stared at the lock of white hair, recalled the pale young man he saw when he lifted his hood just now, and said clearly and firmly: "He is Feng An's younger brother, named Feng Qiu."

It must be him, there can be no mistake.

……

Feng Qiu is not the Golden Crow, he was picked up by Feng An.

He is a white crow.

Although this color is a bit rare, it has happened occasionally before. Crows give birth to so many offspring every year, and it is normal for one or two different ones to appear.Therefore, Fengqiu's fellow clan had no prejudice against the same kind with different coat colors, and treated this little snow-white crow with the same attitude as usual, and raised him well.

But because of this rare coat color, Feng Qiu became the first choice for the enemy to attack the group.

Fengqiu was still a little bird at the time. Although he stumbled and managed to escape the pursuit of the enemy, he was separated from his own group and was seriously injured. He couldn't fly halfway through the flight. In Feng An's arms.

Feng An is a nosy person by nature, and because he was idle at the time, he rescued him and took a few days to heal his injuries, but when asked what the name of this little crow was, he always refused to say .

After recovering from his injury, Feng An wanted to send him back to his clan.

then……

Back then, Yan Jinping had a good relationship with Feng An, and he happened to come to Feng An on business that day, and wanted to give him some herbs to nourish his body.

When I came here, I happened to see the little crow picked up by Feng An raised its pale face, stared firmly into Feng An's eyes, and whispered eagerly: "But I don't want to go back. My lord, I don't want to go back to that place anymore. I am willing to be by your side and do whatever you want, I just beg you...don't leave me behind."

Feng An only thought that he was out of psychological shadow because of his ups and downs, and these days, this little crow was well-behaved and sensible, and he also got along with him, so he teased him: "But I don't know your name yet, if you really agree , how should I call you in the future?"

The little crow seemed to have made up his mind a long time ago, knelt down on one knee with a 'plop', and said loudly and firmly, "I beg your lord to give me a name!"

Feng An: "..."

Yan Jinping was holding the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, half of his body had just stepped over the threshold, and found that this situation didn't seem suitable for him to appear, so he backed out silently, thinking that he would come back in two days.

However, Feng An had already seen him, and quickly said angrily: "Come back to me, where are you going?"

Yan Jinping looked at him, then at the little crow kneeling on the ground, and said calmly: "You don't seem to have time to meet guests now, I'll go for a walk."

"Where is it inappropriate?" Feng An finally found an excuse to change the subject, and as if he was amnesty, he hooked him back, picked up the little crow on the ground to make him stand up straight, and said with a smile, "Come and see, this is me. Brother, Fengqiu."

Feng Qiu smiled shyly and pleasantly.

Feng An doesn't have the talent to come up with a name, because it was autumn when he was picked up, so he was called Feng Qiu.

Since then, that little white crow has become Feng An's younger brother.

"Now that I think about it, Feng An was probably very lonely at that time." Yan Jinping sighed, "He didn't have any hobbies. Although he was a beast, he had a bad temper, was not good at communicating with people, and didn't have many friends among his kind. Although he never I never said that, but..."

But maybe he needs someone to accompany him very much, so he takes care of Feng Qiu like his own younger brother.

Shen Lianxing said: "You seem to know him very well."

Since he came to Linlang Pavilion, all he had heard and seen was how the two of them did not deal with each other, and how Jin Yuwei targeted Yan Jinping, but now, after hearing it, it seemed that the two had a little friendship in the past.

The jealous Mr. Shen immediately became unhappy, and asked secretly, "Did you two have a good relationship before?"

"It's okay." Through two layers of air bubbles, Yan Jinping didn't see what he was thinking, but replied normally, "His mouth is bad, no one can stand him, but he's not bad. I used to be idle sometimes I will also take on some jobs like helping out. Once you come and go, you will get to know each other."

before.

In fact, Shen Lianxing wasn't really jealous of Feng An or anything, it was just a subtle possessive desire. Every time he mentioned the past, he would regret that he hadn't participated in Yan Jinping's past life.

What was Yan Jinping like in the past?Who has he met, which road has he traveled, and what has he encountered?

How would he think then, how would he decide now, what changed him?

——It was everything he experienced alone that shaped Yan Jinping today.

Shen Lianxing's Yan Jinping.

Shen Lianxing suppressed those impetuous thoughts, and guided: "Then what happened after that?"

Feng Qiu is Feng An's younger brother, so it is impossible to leave his hometown and Feng An inexplicably anyway, and go to some unclean sea to guard the spirit of some wordless tablet.

According to Yan Jinping's description, he should be just an ordinary little crow.

Fengqiu who is guarding the spirit, the unclean sea, the pool of blood, Fengan who nests in Yanjing City, the Golden Feather Guard, Fengan's inexplicable hostility towards Yan Jinping...

There must have been something that cannot be understood by outsiders.

Yan Jinping was silent for a while, his eyes unconsciously placed near Shen Lianxing's shoulder.

He thought of Feng An, Feng Qiu's face, and the incident that happened at that time along the way.

That was not an accident, it was a long-planned conspiracy, and they still don't know how it happened.

Since then, he and Feng An have never met each other again.

"Feng Qiu died later." Yan Jinping finally concluded concisely.

The spirit guard was obviously a living creature. Although his face was pale, he was still panting and would bleed when he was scratched by the point of the knife.So Shen Lianxing said, "You think he's dead?"

"No." Yan Jinping said with a frown, "I watched him die. I gave his body to Feng An, and I watched him cremate the child. There is nothing wrong with that."

He closed his eyes slightly.

"He...Feng An always believed that the reason why Feng Qiu died was because of me."

The author says:

Shen Lianxing: So you know Feng An very well.

Or Shen Lianxing: Why didn't I know you earlier.

Yan Jinping: ...you should be more sober.

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Don't worry if you can't remember who Xiang Liu is, there will be a recap of the past tomorrow~

There is still part of the content tomorrow, it is recommended to wait until after reading it and then go back to the previous chapters~

I'm telling a story of a story of a story... again, I'm a nesting doll (.