I have been assisting these years

The system is me?

Qi Jin's head hurt even more.

The night wind at Zhengsu carries the moisture of the sea, which she is not used to.

Why did it come to this point?

She desperately needs answers, but no matter how hard she calls, there is no such system.

In the end, she could only stare into the distance.

Leng Qiuzi asked Feng Changyu to return to Yuqingque to heal her wounds.

Although traveling thousands of miles a day is not a problem, Qi Jin still has to send him back.

The news of the new ghost king's appearance spread quickly, and many disciples who had traveled abroad were also called back by their Taoist sect.

On the contrary, Lu Yuanxing and the others were reluctant.

Ji Wanfeng felt that Zhengsu's numerology could be further studied, while Lu Yuanxing was still fighting with others because of his medical skills.

Qi Jin was very speechless, it was their own business, and she didn't bother to take care of it, so she took Feng Changyu back first.

The travel time is neither long nor short, and it will be three years in four months.

When he returned to Yuqing Temple, Qi Jin felt as if he had passed away, the moon was still towering into the sky, and the blue robes of the outer disciples who came and went remained unchanged.

She felt that everything had changed again.

She sent Feng Changyu back to Yiting Misty Rain and ran out without looking back.

He collided with Leng Qiuzi who came over.

"I'm sorry, Master, I still have something to do."

She left a sentence in one sentence, Leng Qiuzi didn't understand why.

When I went to Feng Changyu's house, the first student sat on the couch and asked with a smile: "Master Yue Mo ran into his junior sister?"

Leng Qiuzi hummed, "It's impatient, nothing has changed."

Feng Changyu: "I'm in a hurry to find Deputy Secretary Su."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Leng Qiuzi's brows furrowed.

"Su Mingzhen is dead."

Feng Changyu showed a bit of astonishment, "How could it be?"

Qi Jin, who had already jumped to the star gate over there, also heard this answer, and felt cold all over.

The star gate still looks like the lush vegetation, and it can sneezes a few times when stepping in.

The inner disciple who was grabbed by her looked embarrassed, and looked at the rumored Yuemen Qijin nervously, "Senior Sister Qi..."

"When did this happen?"

Qi Jin's throat clenched, and the words he said actually seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

"a year ago……"

Qi Jin's lowered fist was clenched tightly. A year ago, it happened to be when she was in Weicheng.

She suddenly remembered the depression that she didn't come before the recovery of Wangcheng that day.

At that time, Su Mingzhen...

Emotions overlapped, and even her eyes were swollen a little red.

The inner disciple who was being dragged by her was pinched in pain, wanted to struggle but didn't dare, so he could only call Senior Sister Qi aggrievedly.

Everyone said that Senior Sister Qijin was kind, but now she looked very fierce.

"Qi Wujin."

The woman in the purple deputy secretary's robe happened to pass by and pulled away the inner disciple who was still being tortured.

The little girl thanked her and hurried away holding the herbs.

Qi Jin who was left behind was still in a daze, and his body trembled a little.

Jiang Yan patted the other party's shoulder, but was taken aback by Qi Jin's bloodshot eyes.

"Su Mingzhen, is he really dead?"

She has thought about returning to Yuqingque many times to meet the other party.

Because of her relentless refusal, that small-minded person will definitely ignore her, so how can she talk to her.

Or they can go back to the way they were before, she told Su Mingzhen about the chestnut cake she ate in Yangcheng, the fake wine she drank in Weicheng, the fireworks in Boundless Moon...

These topics have been confirmed over and over again, and I only look forward to the day when we meet.

She was like this before.

Talk a lot and no one has the patience to listen, so I can only hold back by myself.

Su Mingzhen was willing to listen, and was also willing to answer.

She really wanted to tell the other party that her refusal was out of fear, not out of lack of emotion.

If the relationship between two women can last forever, she wants to try to see if there will be that kind of exclusive desire of "I only want you".

But before it even started, it was already cut off by the destiny, and there was no possibility of continuing.

"Yes."

Many people know that Su Mingzhen and Qi Jin have a good relationship.

After all, Qi Jin and Su Mingzhen can often be seen taking turns going to the canteens of each school to eat. Sometimes after school, Su Mingzhen also goes down the mountain with Qi Jin.

The two of them, one in a purple robe and the other in a white robe, were too conspicuous among a group of blue outer disciples.

Jiang Yan is not as tall as Su Mingzhen, but the women's repair robe outlines her slender waist, but she is not as sassy as Su Mingzhen.

"Can you talk to me?"

Que Nei's mission has always been kept secret, and few disciples know the reason.

But life and death are hard to hide.

Jiang Yan looked at Qi Jin, thinking about that trip to the sea that was like a nightmare.

Thinking of Su Ming's gaze overlooking the sound of the tide, and her occasional loneliness and affection, he sighed.

"Come with me."

……

Leng Qiuzi inspected Feng Changyu's injuries. She had always had a straight face all day long, and ordinary disciples were also afraid of her, trembling even after speaking.

But Feng Changyu has seen Leng Qiuzi's appearance back then, even if she doesn't understand why the relationship between Master and Feng Zhi's boss has developed like this, she will not be too attached to Leng Qiuzi after all.

"I don't need to say more, you are very clear about your own body."

Leng Qiuzi's lips are naturally smiling, Feng Changyu still remembers how she and Feng Zhi were having fun together back then.

Maybe it's because I haven't laughed that much for too many years, so the tick on that point is not so obvious.

"Ah."

Feng Changyu's hair was loose, and the black and white intertwined hair made the contrast even more shocking.

But she didn't care at all, "I will last until then."

"Have you seen it?"

Leng Qiuzi asked, she herself heard the news that the new ghost king appeared in Jinchi.

"She looks just like me."

Feng Changyu pursed her lips, she looked very weak, her skin was three points whiter than snow, and when she frowned, it made people feel a pity for no reason.

The top-grade hybrids are born with this charm.

It's just that Leng Qiuzi already had someone in her heart, and she didn't know what to think after hearing it, "Twin son, why does your mother..."

"If I hadn't seen her, I wouldn't have known."

Feng Changyu thought of Danniang, and there was some childish yearning on his face, "That person is no less surprised than me."

"Since the people of the ghost clan can find the place of birth, they only took one away."

Time has passed, and the ordinary people who knew about it back then were already in the loess, and the only ones who survived and knew about it were people from the ghost clan back then.

"In any case, she and I are always on opposite sides."

The injury on the shoulder was painful, Feng Changyu thought of the madness in the other's green eyes, and couldn't help but think of Danniang's crazy appearance.

Mother hates, she hates too.

This kind of ending for no reason, others seem to be completely self-inflicted, but she has to live with hatred.

Her identity, her experience, destined that she is not an ordinary person.

"Master," Feng Changyu lowered his eyes, "I'm missing a soul, and I still can't reach the peak."

"I remember you once said that there is a book of secrets that can..."

"That soul..."

Feng Changyu also mentioned Su Mingzhen to Leng Qiuzi before.

But after Leng Qiuzi's investigation, Su Mingzhen is indeed a complete individual, her experience cannot be faked, and she has three souls and seven souls.

"It's fine if you can't find it, maybe you can travel all over the country on my behalf, and finally go away with the wind."

Feng Changyu smiled, and the peach blossoms on his unveiled face became more dazzling.

"Recently Thirteen Jue is too detrimental to the soul."

Leng Qiuzi persuaded.

"I do not mind."

Feng Changyu raised his head, looked at Leng Qiuzi, and rarely showed a little pleading, "Master, I have lived enough."

Her life started from an absurdity, the process is a prison, and her destination is bound to be a death sentence.

After entering Yuqing Temple, she rarely dreamed.

But recently, she always dreams about the time when she was imprisoned in a birdcage, and the naked eyes made her feel restless.

When I woke up, I felt like I was still in a cage.

Occasionally she lay on Qi Jin's back and was trapped in a dream, and when she woke up, she could always hear Qi Jin complaining.

"What are you sobbing, are you having a nightmare? I'll eat something sweet later."

Qi Jin has many fallacies.

Wen Xuanqing's longbow was scratched by the sharp claws of the ghost clan, and there was a scratch that could not be repaired, and he sighed every time he saw it.

Qi Jin bought a jar of wine on the grounds that "your bow will feel better after drinking some wine", and gave Wen Xuanqing's long bow a bath.

So much so that later Wen Xuanqing felt like he smelled of alcohol every time.

It wasn't that her repair robe wasn't stained with dirty blood during the battle, and she cursed for a while, and when she got to the next place, she dragged her juniors and sisters to eat hot pot.

I have to buy sour plum soup sold on the street.

That said, it would be fun to match.

She was happy because the people who ate with her were so hot that their lips were red and swollen, and they complained to Feng Changyu in tears.

This journey was also like a dream.

Including her beating heart abnormally, and those two words she didn't say, Qi Jin won't let her say them.

forget about it.

No matter what the score is first come first served.

Su Mingzhen was one step ahead of her, and it was understandable that Qi Jin cared a little bit.

After all, compared with Su Mingzhen, Feng Changyu was dull and boring, and she couldn't even respond to Qi Jin's ramblings, so she could only watch helplessly as the other party said something boring and then walked away.

Some clumsiness lurks in the accumulated depression, which affects her in the slightest.

At least Qi Jin knew it, so it was fine.

Leng Qiuzi looked at Feng Changyu, the girl imprisoned in the cage had grown up.

It's just that her figure is still thin and thin, but her talent has given her great cultivation value, but it is also consuming her life.

All her life, she believed that she was doing what the Lord Que asked her to do, no matter how big or small.

But there are many unsatisfactory things in the world, and many variables jumped out, drenching her all over.

She thought she was cold enough, but she still couldn't bear it when she heard Feng Changyu say that she had lived enough.

Is destiny really like this?

Is there room for maneuver?

Why has she lived to the age of this senior, but there are still so many things she can't see through?

"Long rain..."

She sighed.

Feng Changyu closed his eyes, "Master, you don't have to worry too much about it. The path I chose by myself will eventually be followed by myself."

"When the injury is healed, I will retreat and practice the Thirteen Supremes."

She didn't look at Leng Qiuzi.

The body leaning on the couch was thin, still the appearance of the girl in the cage.

……

When Qi Jin came out of the star gate, his expression was in a trance.

She was holding a long scroll in her hand, and some peers who had returned from traveling along the way called her.

Qi Jin did not respond.

"What are your plans for the future, Qijin?"

The question is whether she wants to stay or not.

It took a long time for Qi Jin to come back to his senses, he let out an ah, and shook his head again.

"That's right, your home is in Jing Yu, so naturally you will go."

That humane.

Qi Jin hummed humbly.

She didn't know how she fell into the misty rain.

Shuzheng returned to Jingyu long ago, and her yard was also empty.

Her spiritual pet Awang fell into a long sleep again, as if she was dead. She had planned to ask her mother before, but now she was hit again and had no time to take care of it.

Jiang Yan took her to get Su Mingzhen's relics.

Su Mingzhen's former house has already been tidied up, waiting to be arranged for other disciples.

This person has stayed in Yuqingque for so many years, but he has very few things, like a burden that can leave immediately.

Qi Jin took a look and was speechless.

Jiang Yan handed her the long scroll, and seemed to think about it for a long time before saying——

"This is taken out of the drawer of the long table of the eldest sister."

She saw this long scroll when she went to clean it up, but after opening it and looking at it, she didn't dare to read it again.

She was sent out by Su Mingzhen desperately, without Su Mingzhen, she might have died in Suihai.

"Senior sister, she misses you very much."

……

Qi Jin opened the long scroll, and it was full of pages of letters.

It is densely packed, and there are [-] books in September every year.

Qi Jin thought for a long time before he remembered that it was the day she met Su Mingzhen on the top of the mountain.

"On September [-]th of that year, Hu Jia sang a song and couldn't sleep all night. All I recalled were those eyes of Junior Sister Qi. Such feelings are hard to describe, so I can only write them down. I hope that after many years, I can find out the reason..."

"There is no wind tonight, and the bamboo leaves are rustling in the courtyard. The Xingmen Yuebi papers have just been recorded, and there will be another commotion in the hall tomorrow. I didn't seem very happy to meet Wujin after school, but people came at that time..."

"It's twenty-eight again. Yu Wujin exchanged Hu Jia with the cheek. She doesn't even know the meaning of this exchange. Maybe it's because I'm being sentimental. I hope she will always be so happy..."

Qi Jin counted over and over several times until the sky turned pale.

A full 48 pages, and a lot of gibberish.

It seems that she is quite free.

Qi Jin couldn't help laughing when he thought of the way the other party was scribbling with a pen in his hand, but he felt so sad when he smiled.

She lay on the pile of yellowed papers and finally burst into tears.