I'm the man with the outline [Transmigration Book]

Gao Zhang and Luo Wanyan walked to the two people, Meng Rugui took out the sound transmission bird from his sleeve and handed it to Luo Wanyan, Luo Wanyan put the bird on his finger and held it in front of him.

One person, one bird, big eyes to small eyes.

Shi Qing glanced at it and said: "It's so ugly, it's almost as ugly as senior sister."

"you!"

Shi Qing and Luo Wanyan were still fighting each other, Gaozhang pulled Meng Rugui aside, and he took out a big red gold letter from his chest and handed it to Meng Rugui: "Master, this is Lizhusu's letter the day before yesterday." I entrusted someone to bring it, and I never opened it because the master was not around."

Meng Rugui took it over and said, "I see."

The invitation card was opened, and there was Li Tingan's handwriting on it, which was a bit scribbled, which proved that Li Tingan was very restless when he wrote these words.

With a quick glance, Meng Rugui knew what Li Tingan was asking for.

The letter mentioned that Su Che's condition had worsened due to the winter, and his waking time was getting less and less day by day.Lizhu Su's original disciples dispersed a bit, and many small sects came to make troubles, now it is all up to him alone to support him, he can't take care of Su Yi when he is so busy.

Su Yi was young and depressed every day, so Li Tingan wanted to ask Meng Rugui if he could put Su Yi in his place to be educated for a year or two, and he would take Su Yi back when he was older and able to take care of things.

Seeing that Meng Rugui had put away the greeting card, Gaozhang followed up and said, "This year a new batch of outer disciples have already moved in. I checked the course schedule. There will be classes from Master from February to April next year."

Zhao Qingming hadn't arranged a course for him for four years, but this year he did. He said, "What course is it?"

"The sword."

As we all know, Yujian is one of the most difficult subjects to teach in West Yellow Mountain, not to mention that Meng Rugui doesn't want to touch others. He looked at Gaozhang, and then at the two people behind him who were tugging at their sleeves. He said: "Next year, it may be hard for you."

Luo Wanyan grabbed Shi Qing's back collar, put her foot on her nose and said, "Don't move around, let me smell what you smell like on your body, let me smell it."

Shi Qing backed away with a guilty conscience: "There is a smell somewhere, no, no."

"You are obviously guilty, hey? Don't run away, why are you running?"

The two people were noisy, the stone steps on the mountain were wet and slippery, the two of them didn't look at the road, and staggered under their feet, Shi Qing fell on the muddy ground, and he touched his dazed head: "Senior sister, stop chasing me!" , I really don't have any smell."

This time Luo Wanyan didn't argue with him, she grabbed Shi Qing and said to the other side: "Uncle Zhao, I'm really sorry, the two of us didn't do it on purpose."

Only then did Shi Qing realize that when he just fell, he happened to knock out Zhao Qingming who was passing by here. Zhao Qingming was half lying on the ground, with his right hand on his waist, looking at the two people in front of him.

Luo Wanyan cautiously approached the front and said, "Master, do you want to go to the Medicine Sect to have a look? It's still early, and the Medicine Sect should not be closed yet."

There was a little mud on the cloak, and Zhao Qingming wiped it with his hands, but found that the mud could not be wiped off, so he had to give up.He supported the stone beside him and wanted to stand up. Although the corner of the stone was dull, it cut a wound in the palm of Zhao Qingming's hand, and blood gushed out from the wound in an instant and fell on the ground.

Seeing this, Shi Qing stepped forward to help him up, Zhao Qingming supported Shi Qing's shoulders and stood up, the injured hand barely brushed Shi Qing's left chest.

"It's bleeding." Luo Wanyan took out a veil from her sleeve and was about to bandage Zhao Qingming.

Zhao Qingming shook his head: "No need, I won't let it go for a while, Master is still waiting for me, I'll go first."

Watching Zhao Qingming leave in a hurry, Luo Wanyan twisted the handkerchief in his hand and said, "I wonder if Uncle Qingming will sue us two. If we sue, both of us will be punished."

……

In the middle of the night, the ever-burning lights were still on.

Su Hanyun was sitting in front of the table, holding a bamboo flute in her left hand, and carving words on it with a knife in her right hand.

lonely.

She carved these two characters extremely slowly, one stroke at a time, like carving a flower.

The velvet flower on the temples trembled slowly with her movements.

Gu Ying Ling Ding, Gu Ying hangs at the waist, where did Ling Ding go?

There was a knock on the door, she put down the bamboo flute in her hand and pinched her brows and said, "Come in, there is no need for these formalities."

Zhao Qingming opened the door and entered. He sat in front of Su Hanyun, took off his hood, and revealed a pale face.

The ever-burning lamp flickered, reflecting the two people's cheeks as pale as ghosts.

Su Hanyun looked at the newly added scar on Zhao Qingming's hand: "Are you injured again? Your body is getting more and more fragile, and you can get hurt by bumps."

With the wide sleeves raised, Zhao Qingming's arms were covered with deep and shallow scars, some of which had already formed scars, and some of which were still oozing pus.

Su Hanyun got up and took out a book from the cabinet behind her. There was a dry yellow flower in the book. She put the flower in the mortar and ground it little by little.

Outside, there are bamboo mechs patrolling the night, holding lanterns and shaking them slowly.

"The ghost aura on Shi Qing's body is gone. He and Meng Rugui have gone somewhere. They are clean and there is no trace of ghost aura."

Su Hanyun slowly pestled the Bianhua flower in the stone mortar, turned it into powder, and added some white powder into it.

"Aren't you curious?" Zhao Qingming held a hand stove in his hand. The hand stove was scorching hot, and it could scald the skin of a hand in the hands of others, but it was useless to Zhao Qingming.

After pouring the pollen on the plate, Su Hanyun walked to Zhao Qingming with the pollen and slowly sprinkled the medicine on his wounds.

She said: "What are you curious about? I knew it a long time ago. I knew it when he went out. You have to thank Gu Xuanshen for this matter. If Gu Xuanshen didn't guide the way, how would they know about the Jingchi on the top of Kunlun?" .”

After the powder was sprayed, the wound on Zhao Qingming's arm healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This thing won't last long, you need to plan earlier." Su Hanyun said slowly: "I have been with you in the West Yellow Mountain for five years, if you can't push the meridian clock back, then there is no need for me to wait with you any longer .”

"My ghostly body is always in the sun, and there is no way."

Cursing in a low voice, Zhao Qingming said: "This way, everything has to be started from the beginning. I am born with a spiritual bone and I am not as good as him. If I push the meridian clock backwards, it will take longer."

"Can you think of a way again, and think of a way to get close to him."

Su Hanyun sneered twice: "I'm already close enough to him. He's avoiding me now, so what can I do? And ask yourself, if you let me approach him, is it because you want Meng Rugui to taste what you did back then? Suffering."

After being silent for a while, Zhao Qingming said: "What you said is indeed good, so what do you say?"

"Change." Su Hanyun didn't even raise her eyes: "Gaozhang, Luo Wanyan, you can change whatever you want. Anyone who goes astray can make Meng Rugui sleepless at night. But Gaozhang is thoughtful and cautious, I'm afraid It's impossible to get close, that Luo Wanyan doesn't think too much, why not just her."

Zhao Qingming nodded, he slumped on the chair, smelling the fragrance of Bianhua flowers, he was in a trance: "Then Luo Wanyan, I just want to see if he can still say that when the people around him fall into the abyss. Set right and wrong, good and evil words."

"You have to step up to push the meridian clock. I didn't come from the ghost market to the mortal world to accompany you to play a game of revenge. You hurry up, otherwise I will have to change my skin again. I didn't handle it well when I changed the skin the year before last. Jiangnan City has been checking me for a long time."

Su Hanyun looked at the human skin on her calf that was gradually cracking, and said irritably: "This skin won't last for two months, I have to change it again."

Looking at the skin thrown down by Su Hanyun, Zhao Qingming nodded: "It's time to change it. Who did you fall in love with this time? I'll drag her here for you."

"Xu Xingshu." Su Hanyun's eyes flickered: "I don't know why, but I always feel that she has already discovered me. Since I want to change the skin this time, I should just peel it off her body."

The night is long, and there are not many people who can fall asleep on the West Yellow Mountain. Su Hanyun pushed open the door to send Zhao Qingming away, and sat back at the table again to carve the flute absent-mindedly.

The knife slid across her finger, and the flesh was peeled off, leaving nothing underneath.

She looked back at the meridian clock in her house, and hummed excitedly, soon, soon, soon she would be able to bring that person back to the ghost market again.

Luo Wanyan turned over on the bed, always feeling a chill down her back.

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