The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Qi Tiezui was very accurate in looking at his face. Lord Belle was indeed a hospitable person. When they and his group arrived at the mansion, Lord Belle had already arranged for staff to clean up the guest room and sent them directly to rest.

Zhang Qishan was delirious, Qi Tiezui and his adjutant were not good enough to have a direct conversation with Lord Belle, Ling Duan had a splitting headache, but he still insisted on talking politely with Lord Belle in the flower hall, saying that Lord Buddha's condition was from the mine After coming out, he got a strange illness and asked Lord Belle to help find the address of the Zhang family. After watching Lord Belle go out to visit a few elders who might know the inside story, he returned to the guest room under the guidance of his servants.

Ling Duan lived next door to Zhang Qishan's resting room, passed the door, heard no movement in the house, thought that with Qi Tiezui around, nothing would go wrong, so he didn't push the door to go in, and went straight back to his place, waving The servant who withdrew his hospitality fell headlong on the bed and fell into darkness.

In this room, Qi Tiezui, who has been sitting at the table drinking tea, looked at the sun through the window, pinched his fingers to calculate, smiled, and set up a sound shield according to the method Ling Duan taught him before. He lit another stick of incense beside the bed, and then leaned over to help Zhang Qishan up and leaned against the bed.

"Ling Yin, long time no see."

Before Qi Tiezui could finish his sentence, Zhang Qishan's eyes, which had been closed tightly all the time, suddenly opened, a bloody light flashed across his pupils quickly, and his brows, which had been stretched due to the drowsiness, were frowned again.

"You don't speak because you want to ask where Lingduan has gone, and you don't want to break my heart?"

"sorry."

Qi Tiezui's ability to guess people's hearts, Ling Yin has seen it in the first year with him. Although he has great skills, he is a demon in the form of a heart after all, and his thoughts are not complicated. He can see through his mind, let alone someone like Qi Tiezui who is born transparent.

"You don't need to apologize to me. I relied on my fortune-telling ability to gain a foothold in the Jianghu. How could I not count on myself to have today."

Ling Yin's hands beside him clenched into fists. He was ashamed of this person, and he might not be able to make up for it even if he spent the rest of his life.

"Qi Tiezui, when I completely break through the restrictions imposed by the Zhang family, I will do my best to make up for you."

Qi Tiezui turned his head and looked in the direction of Lingduan's room. Even though he couldn't see through the wall to see Lingduan's current appearance, he still showed a bright smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to cover Lingyin's tightly clenched fist. , stroking him a few times to signal him to relax.

"Lingyin, I don't seem to have told you about my life experience. My father is the young patriarch of the Nightmare Clan. When he was just an adult, he left the family to travel and met my mother—an ordinary farm girl. People agree with each other, and I was born not long after. As we all know, the magic of the Nightmare Clan does not care whether the body is strong or not, and all of them rely on the power of the soul. If my soul power is strong, my father can justifiably take care of me and my mother. I got married in the Hui nationality, but I was born with a crippled soul, and I was destined to be a useless person from birth. My father had no choice but to settle my mother in a remote village and return to the family alone. After I was seven years old, he often fell asleep. Taught me the skills of divination and fortune-telling. He also said that when he became the patriarch, he would come to pick us up. Unfortunately, when I was 15 years old, my mother was seriously ill and died within three months. I don’t want to stay in the sad Just relying on fortune-telling skills to wander around and earn a living.”

Qi Tiezui seemed to be trapped in his own memories, staring blankly ahead, his eyes were confused and empty.

"Later, I nourished my soul for Ling Duan, and Ling Yue put a restriction on my soul. I should have fallen into a deep sleep, but on the first day Ling Duan woke up, I also woke up, and I also discovered that I was born with a handicap. That thread of soul, I don’t know when it was completed.”

Zhang Qishan's eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't help sitting up straight.

"You mean, Lingduan's soul fragments that were scattered outside before were sucked into your body by you at some point, repairing your soul?"

"It should be. Originally, even if I absorbed his soul fragments, it's nothing. After all, it's just a trace. It will neither affect your resurrection, nor affect my life, but I just met you, and I just agreed. In order to nourish his soul, so many coincidences came together, and I have to say, probably there are some arrangements in the dark. Now you know why I can appear in Xiaoman's body!"

Qi Tiezui got up and poured two cups of tea, returned to the bed, handed Ling Yin a cup, and drank one himself.

"Because your souls have merged with each other, Lingduan can use Tianyong City's secret method of distraction to temporarily borrow Xiaoman's body to make you an existence like his incarnation!"

"Well, Ling Duan sees that the restriction on you is unusual, and it cannot be completely broken by your own strength. If something goes wrong, you may be completely killed, and you will never be able to return to Ling Yue's body, so He took the risk and moved my soul into Xiaoman's body, I am good at divination, he is good at magic, he is good at both writing and martial arts, so I am not afraid that I will not be able to defeat those small fish and shrimps of the Zhang family."

Ling Yin knew that no matter how easy Qi Tiezui said now, the process must be full of sadness and contradictions. After all, he is different from himself. He is not a part of others since he was born. He has his own thoughts and feelings, and has his own. Family, unlike him who has nothing, even the memory is inherited from Lingyue, and it will be a happy thing to return to Lingyue in the future, but Qi Tiezui wants to abandon everything about himself and become a part of another person, How much pain and embarrassment there is, he can't empathize with it, but he also knows that it must be difficult.

"Qi Tiezui, you don't need to be like this. The situation in Tianyong City will be stable in a few days. I can think of a way with Ling Yue. There must be a way to separate you."

Qi Tiezui smiled, and lowered his head to straighten the quilt on Li Lingyin's body.

"Lingyin, it's God's will. You have already endured a lot of karma for saving a Lingduan, so why add me! I think the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Changsha City is better than Chang'an's, and Zhang's mansion is better than my thatched cottage. Now Qi Tiezui must be better than the one back then, all I want in my life is you alone, you and I both understand that this is the best result."

Ling Yin opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't know what to say. He always understood Qi Tiezui's intentions, but he didn't know what he should do to make Qi Tiezui not so sad.

Qi Tiezui seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and suddenly leaned over and hugged Ling Yin with a complicated complexion.

"I finally became the person you love, I should be happy!"

"sorry."

Qi Tiezui looked at the burning incense on the bedside, and whispered something in Lingyin's ear.

"I've done the math. A small amount of dragon energy has been suppressed in the Zhang family's ancestral hall. I will snatch it and inject it into your body with Ling Duan to help you break through the restriction. The day you break through the restriction will be you and me with a new look." when."

When the incense burned out, Zhang Qishan fell into a coma again, his brows relaxed, and he leaned against Qi Tiezui's shoulder without any defense. Qi Tiezui supported his head and shoulders, and carefully placed him on the Lying down on the bed, I traced his face carefully with my fingers, suppressed the smile that had been hanging all the time, and stared at the person on the bed obsessively.

"No matter what, I finally got your heart!"

The author has something to say: I went out yesterday, and there is no network update~~~~ I will make it up today~~~