Cultivation from entry to abandonment

It was obviously a very common sentence, but Jiang Fuqing's nose felt sour, and he wanted to cry.

He used to be the same, he didn't dare to be interested in the tortured plots in TV dramas, he even thought how boring it was.But every time I see the care and distress shown inadvertently, it is like a breeze blowing on the face, which makes people want to cry.

Maybe he subconsciously felt that that kind of thing was too beautiful, too far away, and it was the limit that he could never have.Therefore, every time I see such a scene, I am excited and happy.

"What's the matter?" Seeing him in a daze, Shang Mingqian went around a few more steps and entered the room.

Jiang Fuqing stared at him blankly, then walked towards Shang Mingqian, reaching out to hug him gently.Shang Mingqian was a little astonished, this seemed to be the first time Jiang Fuqing reached out to hug him on his own initiative, and was a little dazed for a while, so he also raised his hand to hug him, and gently stroked his hair.

Jiang Fuqing murmured: "It will be fine if you keep doing this."

He thought in his heart, it would be great if that annoying red color didn't come out, then he could live with Shang Mingqian for a long time.

Shang Mingqian heard him sigh as thin as a mosquito, and was at a loss for a moment, his hands and feet were stiff, he stopped the hand touching Jiang Fuqing's hair, and said softly: "I will treat you well." He really thought so in his heart , he will treat him well and do his best, as long as he has, as long as he wants.

Jiang Fuqing bent the corners of her lips, feeling happy in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously. If she laughed too loudly and disturbed the sadness, it would be more harm than good.I don't know when the red one will come out and break the current happiness, so I told him: "Don't get hurt again." If you get hurt, the red one will come out again.

Shang Mingqian nodded, expressing that he must be careful not to worry him.

Then the two stayed together in silence for a while, and when it was time for dinner, Jiang Fu ordered several dishes he liked, and urged Shang Mingqian to cook them for him. Shang Mingqian naturally pampered him, and ordered someone to prepare the ingredients.But Shang Mingqian didn't move himself, and under Jiang Fuqing's repeated request, he still ate.Although there is no need to eat, it is not bad to eat something occasionally.

Shang Mingqian always has a lot of things to deal with. In order not to disturb Jiang Fuqing's sleep, after the room division, he has been sleeping in his own way. There is no place to escape and hide, and therefore no place to ask.

After that, Shang Mingqian returned to the study, and Jiang Fuqing returned to his bedroom.Jiang Fuqing rolled on the bed, and took out the booklet under the pillow. The booklet recorded the opportunity and interval of Shang Mingqian's two personality transformations, as well as the hobbies of different personalities, etc. A "Medical History".Recently, he became obsessed with medicine again. He recalled some basic medical knowledge before, combined with the medical research of this world, and looked forward to helping Shang Mingqian recover his health one day.

He also got to know a lot of herbal medicines recently. He was interested in these things, so he naturally remembered them firmly, learned by analogy, and drew inferences from one instance. He sighed that maybe he should not have studied archaeology, but should have studied medicine.

Jiang Fuqing tossed and turned, half dreaming and half awake, and finally fell asleep holding the booklet, still holding the blood red bead that Shang Mingqian had given him in his hand.

Shang Mingqian was used to meditating and resting, and in a blink of an eye it was dawn.

Shang Mingqian usually goes to Buqi Pavilion in the morning to see the cultivation progress of the family disciples. The elders also have some matters to report so that they can be dealt with together, so they are usually not at home in the morning. will go to him.

Another normal day.

When Shang Mingqian returned, he felt that something was wrong, he felt like he was being spied on, he looked around and found nothing abnormal, and there were a few disciples around who returned to the ancestral house with him, they didn't seem to notice anything unusual.Waiting for a few people to turn around an alley, there is an open space in front of them, with green willows and gurgling streams. It is a scene full of vitality, but there is no sound of birds and insects, which is not quite right.

Later, a sudden cry of a child was heard from not far away.Several disciples looked around and released their spiritual senses to investigate, but they did not locate the crying sound, but the sound became louder and louder, from far to near, sharp and piercing.

Shang Mingqian suddenly had an ominous premonition, and picked up a feather on the ground. The feather was generally gray with some brown spots on it, and there was a faint moisture in it, which was unusual.

"Gu carving..."

He frowned, suddenly a gust of wind blew up, a big bird swooped down from the sky like an arrow off the string, brought a gust of wind, and his clothes fluttered, flying non-stop.Several disciples rolled on the spot and were immediately scattered.Shang Mingqian set up a barrier with one hand, and the barrier quickly extended in all directions, enveloping everyone within a hundred steps.

Several disciples gasped for breath, and hurriedly gathered around, seeing the huge monster in front of them, they were terrified.I saw that strange bird was two feet high, shaped like a vulture, with sharp horns on its head, opened its mouth to cry as a baby, and its mouth was full of fangs, which seemed to be stained with blood.

"My lord, then...that's it?"

"That can't be a Gu carving, right?" The disciple was crying a little, he was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the sword steadily.

Gu Diao likes to eat people, eat blood and become more violent, several disciples are in a mess, only holding their swords and slashing.Shang Mingqian remained calm and self-possessed, looking around, these disciples just followed him back to the original home, their practice is still relatively low, so dealing with such ferocious beasts might be a disaster, after thinking about it, he said to the disciples: "Go back on your own. Leave it to me to handle."

"Patriarch..." a disciple hesitated.

"You must not be left alone..." a disciple said.

……

Shang Mingqian knew that in this confrontation, he might be injured, and if he was injured, he might fall ill again. It's not good for these disciples to be present.So with a thought, the palm of his left hand slashed across the blade, a series of blood droplets flew out, and the bloody aura rushed towards the Gu sculpture overwhelmingly.

The Gu Diao immediately gave up dealing with the rest of the disciples, and rushed towards Shang Mingqian. Shang Mingqian walked against the wind, leading the Gu Diao towards Xunkong Valley not far away.Gu Diao is greedy, bloodthirsty and insatiable, chasing after him.

Several disciples were shocked when they saw Shang Mingqian leave, and they respected Shang Mingqian even more.Feeling helpless for a while, he had no choice but to return to the mansion and report to Shang Yueshan and others.After Shang Yueshan listened to it, he made them feel at ease, but the respected seat has a high level of cultivation, and a mere Gu carving should not be a problem.

Seeing him like this, the disciples didn't dare to say more.

But Shang Mingqian's situation is not very good, that Gu sculpture seems to have been cast a spell, it will not give up, will not stop dying, and will fight Shang Mingqian to the death.Shang Mingqian's body hadn't healed yet, he was in a stalemate with it for a while, several lightning strikes only hurt its fur, he frowned, a little anxious.