I have been assisting these years

It's not like Qi Jin has never gone down the mountain by himself.

But usually they just take a stroll in Shengjing, eat some delicious food and then go back.

The atmosphere in the past was not as tense as it is now, but when the news of the ghost king's reincarnation spread, it was not so relaxed.

The battle of the Three Realms thousands of years ago has passed too long. A hundred years is a long life for a mortal, but it is like a mayfly for a monk.

It's just that the mayfly knows that life is only a cluster, and it still lives at ease before the disaster officially strikes.

Those who are disturbed are monks.

Qi Jin didn't intend to go back to Jing Yu, she felt that she didn't know what to do when she went back.

In the past, I had the mentality of staying here to eat and wait to die with the inability to complete the task. In retrospect, it is easy to be relaxed, and it is also muddled.

Now that she has become a person in the story, some things have become her responsibility.

Besides, Su Ming is dead.

She bit into a candied haws, remembering that she went down the mountain by herself many years ago, and almost missed the afternoon class, so she went directly to Cuiling Mountain.

Unexpectedly, someone has a sharper nose than a dog, so she said that she smelled of sugar.

In the end, the candied haws were all divided, and Qi Jin resignedly handed the last bunch to Su Mingzhen.

Unexpectedly, the other party shamelessly bit one, puffed his cheeks and said, "I'm still very considerate of the younger generation."

Be considerate.

shameless.

Qi Jin didn't dare to speak at the time, but afterwards he felt that he was being bullied.

But there was no place to vent his anger, and he swallowed it again.

Now times have passed, and life that I thought was static has changed and changed.

She chewed the hawthorn in her mouth whole, threw the stick away, and left Shengjing.

……

In the first year, she went to Nandu, a water village, because it was located in a remote place, she didn't encounter any ghosts.

She bought hundreds of river lanterns and put them on for several hours at the ferry by herself.

From the dark of the sky to the first break of the sky, I heard that the water from Nandu flows eastward, but I don't know if it can flow to Suihai.

If it can't, it can be regarded as it can.

In the second year, she went to Jingu. It was rumored that Lord Que was born here. It was a big city. Many monks came to visit her. She was recognized by others, and they discussed for several days.

The disciples of Zhelin, one of the opponent's Daoist League, fought in a dark and chaotic battle, attracting many people to watch, and finally it was a tie.

The man dropped an unpleasant "exaggeration".

It was the rumor that the disciples of the Moon Sect could fight against the Ghost King without losing the wind.

Qi Jin took her epee away. The epee without a scabbard looks simple and thick at first glance, but it is extremely sharp when fighting. The man asked——

"The name of your sword."

Qi Jin was stunned for a moment, and said casually——

"No pillow."

In the third year, she went to a place called Yanshuo, where the weeds covered the sky and the city walls collapsed. She stayed overnight in a shabby temple and listened to the winter rain all night.

The bonfire rattled Liha, and planned to play a few Hujia tunes to pass the time.

Before the second song was finished, the ghost clan surrounded her. She didn't notice it for a while, Hu Jia fell to the ground and was crushed by one foot.

In addition to being sad, the fierce battle continued.

As the sky was approaching, limbs and heads were broken all over the place. She picked up the clear beads, but she couldn't mend the torn beard.

She took away a fragment, and the "pillow" on it lacked "wood", and it became a sight.

When she got there, she lit a fire, and the fire was extinguished at dawn. Her back was outlined by the early sun, and her repair robe was stained with blood.

Lopsided.

……

No. In 20, Qi Jin passed through Biliantian, a big city in the southwest, just in time for the Lantern Festival, the sky was filled with fireworks and bang bangs, and the raging ghost clan in the mainland did not seem to affect the lives of ordinary people.

Still living an ordinary day and celebrating the new year.

Qi Jin went to the monk's station, opened a big bag, and checked with the shopkeeper.

The cranes for delivery are all specially reared, and the speed is extremely fast.

She sends things to Shimen every year, but she has never contacted her with a sound transmission talisman.

Jing Yu's family members repeatedly warned her not to send any more messy things, but Qi Jin turned a deaf ear to it.

She watched the crane go away, walking alone in the busy long street.

No matter how big a city is, there are deep alleys with intertwined roots, Qi Jin only likes this kind.

Whoever's house is brightly lit, and whose house is full of conversations, a few steps away is joys and sorrows.

She yawned, and in a moment of inattention, tripped over something.

"What the hell is this!"

Qi Jin turned his head and found that it was a foot that tripped her, and there was a little girl eating steamed buns sitting in a corner that was not illuminated by the light.

She leaned over to look again, feeling a little familiar.

It's a kid who just performed in the street.

There were fireworks above his head again, Qi Jin was also bored, so he simply squatted down and gave a hello, what are you hiding here for?

"none of your business!"

Pretty vicious.

The night wind is cold, and Qi Jin doesn't feel much after practicing Taoism for many years, but she likes to change clothes according to the seasons.

A pure white cloak made her look like a rich kid.

"Of course it's none of my business. I asked me, and it's fine if you don't answer."

Qi Jin got up, and the fur at the corner of the cloak brushed against the little girl's cheek, it was soft and itchy, and she still looked very warm.

One hand grabbed the fur edge of Qi Jin's cloak.

Qi Jin turned his head and heaved a sigh, "If you dirty my clothes, can you afford it?"

Your little girl looks about seven or eight years old, and she has a stubborn face when performing. Qi Jin watched it for a long time in the outer circle.

The class leader is a bearded man, quite fierce, but the child is not affected at all by being yelled at, except for the tears in his eyes when he is whipped.

"What's wrong with touching it, cheapskate."

She let go, swallowed the whole head, it was probably a little dry, and coughed for a while.

Qi Jin handed her a kettle.

The other party's eyes widened, and he didn't expect to come up with something out of thin air.

After drinking a pot of water, Qi Jin still hasn't left.

"Thank you."

Pretty polite.

"Where are your parents?"

"do not know."

"Oh……"

"They sold me to the class leader."

It is not surprising that many places are now suffering from famine due to the invasion of ghosts.

On the contrary, there are very few ghost cultivators with very high cultivation bases, and they are all low-level ghost races that reproduce quickly.

But ordinary people still can't help it.

But Qi Jin has encountered many ghost cultivators with high cultivation bases.

She doesn't have the ghost aura that can suppress ghost marks, and she is often surrounded when she is alone.

But being outflanked a lot, I got used to it.

Like Leng Qiuzi back then, she had strings of ghost crystals hanging around her waist, and when she collected them to a certain extent, she would let the cranes bring them to Yuqingque to Feng Changyu.

In the beginning, the ghost clan became stronger by swallowing the same clan. Qi Jin knew that Feng Changyu could use this, so he would occasionally go to remote places.

One hit.

It's just that sometimes it's a bit difficult to deal with, causing her to repair her robe in a hurry, like today she is wearing an ordinary woman's skirt.

"Then what did you run out for? Escaped?"

Qi Jin yawned.

People who practice Taoism age very slowly, and she still has the same face as when she went down the mountain.

The good-looking face, coupled with the nobleness of the clothes, and the chill brought about by beheading demons and ghosts outside these years, kneaded into a special temperament.

Don't get overwhelmed by the crowd and always be different.

"correct."

The little girl nodded.

Qi Jin didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

"Then where are you going?"

The other party shook his head, "I want to have something to eat. It would be great if I can make some more money, so that I can buy a lot of beautiful clothes."

"But now that the ghost clan keeps popping up, they might die suddenly."

There was only a lantern hanging at the entrance of the alley. When a gust of wind blew, the lantern was blown against the wall, making a tuk-tuk sound.

The light also came by the wind, and the little girl was as thin as a monkey.

Qi Jin, who bent over to look at her, was dressed in snow-white and looked like a different kind of person.

Qi Jin reached out and grabbed the child's wrist.

A wave of spiritual power drilled into the opponent's body along that point of contact.

Xie Xiaozhi felt suddenly warmed up.

Qi Jin pretended to say: "Little girl, I see your bones are amazing, you are a good seedling for cultivating Taoism, how about..."

Xie Xiaozhi plopped down on her knees, and called out Master with a resounding voice.

Qi Jin snorted.

Pulling the person up, "I don't mean to confiscate disciples."

"Then what a fart."

Xie Xiaozhi was upset.

Qi Jin sighed, "I think my master can accept another disciple."

She cut first and played later, anyway, Feng Changyu can do it, so can she.

Without any regret, Qi Jin took off his cloak and put it on the little girl.

"Here, take this as a meeting ceremony for Senior Sister."

"You will have a senior sister, I am the second senior sister, and a third senior brother."

"However," Qi Jin took Xie Xiaozhi's hand, as if he didn't care about the other's dirty hands at all, "I don't know how long the senior sister will be in confinement, and the third senior brother went to find his wife, and lost contact for a long time."

Qi Jin's voice was still clear, with a smile on his face.

She used to think that things like fate were very boring, and there was no reason for any relationship to continue.

Parents are called blood relationship because of the grace of childbearing.

The master-student relationship is called the master-student relationship because of the benefit of teaching.

Taoist couples also love each other because they have been together for a long time.

But for so many years, stop and go, fight and kill.

She suddenly began to believe in sight, in kinship, and in all kinds of fate.

Not everyone you meet has the chance to meet you next time.

Some meetings, at the time, would never have thought that it would be the last time.

But if you know it's the last side, how can you be so indifferent?

"What about Master?"

Xie Xiaozhi asked.

"Master, she's an expressionless old lady, very boring, you don't see her a few times throughout the year."

Xie Xiaozhi: "..."

This man is not a liar, is he?

The street was still very lively. Qi Jin, who had taken off her cloak, was thin and thin, and her neck was slender in the moon-white cross-collar repair robe, but her voice was a little lazy.

"Ah, why are you so dirty, I forgot to give you..."

There was a bang, which made people's ears hurt.

Xie Xiaozhi wondered whose firecrackers were so powerful.

Unexpectedly, the person holding her tightened, picked her up and jumped onto the roof.

Xie Xiaozhi opened his eyes again, and saw that the city was on fire, and the cries were mixed with the roar of that ugly monster.

Qi Jin threw the child on his back, and she slashed through the rushing ghost clan with her sword, but the strength behind her was not low, she frowned.

I didn't expect the ghost clan to come over at this time.

With a child on her back, Qi Jin was still a little inconvenient, but she couldn't leave it behind.

After all, he was trampled to death like a monkey.

She can only run.

Xie Xiaozhi didn't even dare to open his eyes at first, but later he became more and more courageous, and there was something novel about it.

Qi Jin sighed, "You're quite excited."

Bi Liantian's main street is very wide, but now it has turned into scorched earth. The ghost soldiers who came this time are not low in cultivation, and it is difficult to be a monk to protect the city, and many of them were torn to pieces on the spot.

Qi Jin slashed a few ghost soldiers with his sword, and found a familiar face among those who fought hard, he let out a huff.

The other party also recognized her.

"Qi dog."

"Dead fish."

The other party was Xue Yu, a disciple of Zhelin who met Qi Jin in Jingu back then.

Xue Yu's pure white repair robe was stained with blood and looked pink. Qi Jin thought she was a pretty girl with a demonic name at the beginning.

He also has a very masculine personality and speaks a lot of swearing, because Qi Jin didn't want to fight at the beginning, saying that she was a bitch.

Not to be outdone, Qi Jin responded with a dead fish.

They also met later, passing each other with a cold snort.

But obviously not this time.

Xue Yu looked seriously injured, Qi Jin stepped forward and grabbed him, and by the way threw the child on his back to him.

"Excuse me, do me a favor and go to Yuqingque to send my junior sister back, and leave it to me here."

Qi Jin stood in front of everyone with her epee on her shoulders.

She also knew the leading ghost general, and had fought several times before.

It was ugly at the beginning, but recently its face has become more beautiful, it seems that it has evolved.

"Qi Wujin, you can't go back today."

"You don't stutter? It seems that you have studied with your master for a long time?"

Qi Jin's low-talking problem still can't be changed. The ghost clan can't spit out people's words originally, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more they look like human beings, but they still have to practice speaking, otherwise they will stutter.

The other party obviously understood Qi Jin's stink, so he didn't waste his time talking, "I'm bound to get what's on you."

Qi Jin turned around to block the move, and when he turned sideways, he whistled at Xue Yu.

"Do me a favor."

In the sound transmission, her voice was not as joking as before.

Xue Yu was seriously injured, and it would be useless to pester her any longer, so she turned around and left with the little girl on her back.

Qi Jin, who was left behind, killed the enemy together with several monks, and finally everyone around him fell down one by one.

She sighed, and waved her sword to meet the ghost general.

Yueying Qingzhi's tenth form of Yuemen consumes too much spiritual power, so she had to swallow several Qi-returning pills.

She breathed a sigh of relief when the other party fell down.

The flames around him were burning, scorching the originally prosperous land.

Suddenly footsteps came from ahead, Qi Jin looked up and was stunned.