windy cold

Lu Wanfeng woke up.

There is no discomfort in the body, no dizziness, no weakness, neither cold nor hot.

Sitting up, he glanced at the sculptures of eagles and falcons on the beams and pillars, and the unfamiliar objects in the house.

This is not the cave between the cliffs, not the evening drum and the morning bell, but the Lifeng Castle in the desert. Judging by the sky, it is about Si time.

He remembered, the sudden heat and cold last night made him fall asleep, and then unexpectedly dreamed about some past events...

I still remember that he fell ill immediately after being rescued and went back, and Qin Chuhan couldn't resist.He recovered after being drowsy for a few days, and he had already returned to Lu's house, and the junior sister Cheng who told him to change his class alone bore all the punishment and was expelled from the house.

Every time I think about this incident, I feel very depressed. I wanted to treat the twins severely after this incident, but I didn't expect that my health would be unsatisfactory, and I would be preempted by others. Poor Junior Sister Cheng acted as a shield for the two of them.

But that's all in the past, after all, Lu Chenglu Ze finally made atonement for it.

He got out of bed and looked at his forehead in front of the mirror. The mask was still there, and there was no movement on the red fetal imprint underneath, but the feeling from the previous violent reaction was still deeply imprinted in his mind.

When I was in Jizhou before, I passed out once because of touching the broken jade. Later, when the evening drum and the morning bell confronted the person who stole the jade, the eyebrows also twitched inexplicably, but compared to the previous two times, the reaction this time was obviously much more serious.

Is it... the broken jade appeared again?

This guess made him startled, he turned around hastily to go out, and hit a fleshy wall just as he crossed the threshold.

Qin Chuhan held his shoulders and asked, "Where are you going?"

Lu Wanfeng poked his head out to look around, but there was no one there, so he pulled him into the room and told his guesses one by one.

Many things seem to be unrelated, but as long as you find that node, you can connect them in series. Now that the matter of gods and ghosts is serious, you have to think more about the possibilities that may exist.

Although there are still countless mysteries that remain unsolved.

Qin Chuhan's expression was a bit complicated, and his tone was slightly hesitant, "When I practiced kung fu for you last night, I found a stream of devilish energy bursting out of your body, rushing around."

Lu Wanfeng touched his forehead subconsciously, and said in astonishment, "Demon energy?"

Qin Chuhan nodded: "Look for the source, it's right between your foreheads."

Dazed, Lu Wanfeng took the wooden basin for washing hands on the high stand, scrubbed vigorously to remove the mask on his face, and then looked in the mirror. The red fetal print was as bright and red as usual, but there was nothing unusual about it.

Qin Chuhan pressed his forehead with two fingers, and said after a while: "It has disappeared."

Last night, the demonic energy suddenly gushed out, but disappeared without a trace after one night. Now that the demonic way is in decline, Lu Wanfeng has rarely had contact with demon cultivators since he knew that he could remember, let alone contracted the demonic energy. If it wasn't for last night's trouble, I'm afraid I will never be able to perceive it.

He stared at himself again, wondering if it was an illusion, the color of the tire print seemed to be darker.

"Do you remember if I was exposed to anything related to magic before I was six years old?" He asked.

Suddenly mentioning the past, Qin Chuhan took a deep breath, then recalled a past, pondered for a while, and said slowly: "There was a time when you helped me to avenge my family... I saw you from afar under the dead end Black air erupted all over his body and shot straight into the sky."

At that time, he was young, and he had never thought about the power of ghosts and gods, but only knew of fear and fear. After he joined the Ling family, he didn't want to recall this sad past. At this time, he reluctantly mentioned it, but his brows were still deeply furrowed.

In my memory, the Goddess Peak that night was full of blood.

Lu Wanfeng's mind was still blank, and he secretly scolded himself for having a bad memory, and actually forgot everything.

"...According to what you said, the demonic energy may have been in my body a long time ago, but except for saving me that time, it never came out again until the order of the gods and ghosts appeared."

Could it be... born?

Qin Chuhan seemed to understand his thoughts, shook his head and said: "The devil's energy enters and exits from the forehead, it has not entered the dantian, and the Yuandan is still clean. It should not be born with you, but it is well hidden in your body, and there is no Signs of erosion."

It's not much different to say that it is integrated.

Lu Wanfeng remembered and asked, "No one knows about this, right?"

Qin Chuhan said: "I said to the outside world that you are not familiar with water and soil, and you are recuperating from illness."

That's good, the way of magic is still a big taboo of Taoist immortals today, and it is not a trivial matter for the son of a Taoist master to hide demonic energy in his body.

Lu Wanfeng had a headache. As the investigation of the God and Ghost Token unfolded, the reaction of the devil energy under Zhu Taiyin became more and more intense, reaching an unprecedented intensity last night. This may mean that the restoration of the God and Ghost Token is getting better and better. The more complete and around yourself!

At the same time, he is also very entangled. He only wanted to find out the mastermind behind the scenes to avenge his father, but after the investigation of the gods and ghosts, the incident spread layer by layer, and even himself was involved. Now he began to doubt his own life experience.

After all, they were born in the era when the magic way was on the verge of extinction. Those demons and ghosts were just history and stories. Lu Yuan, who was most likely to know the truth, had already been killed. Although Xiao Junli, who was closest to him, also participated in the war that year, it was because of his special status. position is unknown.

The two wanted to go to one place, and were about to find a way to pay a visit, when Chi Xiaohan rushed in from the outside in a hurry, and stopped abruptly halfway.

"Are you going to be alright? Ugh... so disgusting."

Seeing him pretending to vomit, Lu Wanfeng quickly wiped off the half-washed batter on his face twice, and threw it over, "When you wash your face, rub it hard, it's the same."

Chi Xiaohan stepped aside, his face was still a little green, "No, because of this precious mask, I haven't washed my face yet."

Lu Wanfeng looked disgusted, "... If I remember correctly, this was brought to you before the ceremony at Chaohua Temple."

Chi Xiaohan cupped his face, "Yes, you can see how much I cherish it."

"..." Lu Wanfeng walked over, poked his index finger on his face, nodded seriously, "Well, it's pretty hard, no wonder you feel that you've gotten darker recently, it turned out to be a pile of ashes."

"...No way," Chi Xiaohan squeezed him away and ran to the mirror to take a different angle, "No, it's pretty good..."

Having said that, I don't know how many battles I have fought in my heart. After looking at the white water washed in the basin, Chi Xiaohan still feels that the dirty water is more disgusting, and he is quite good now.

Thinking about it this way made me feel much more comfortable, and then I remembered that I still had something to say, and said anxiously: "My sister is here, and I almost bumped into her in the flower garden just now, she scared me to death!"

Just as he was talking, he caught a glimpse of two people coming in from the guest house. One was tall and the other was short. The short one was sitting on a black wooden hand-operated wheelchair. Two strands of curly black hair hang down on the cheeks, and the hair at the back of the head is gathered together. He is wearing a straight-fronted robe with black and gold borders. Wearing a pair of black brocade boots that are somewhat empty and sunken.

This person is Xiao Junli, the head of the Xiao family.

Pushing the wheelchair behind him is Chi Zhen, who walks slowly, wearing a light green and slightly plain white skirt, with a pearl white brocade shawl on the front, and a jasmine hairpin on the simple bun, with black hair hanging down her chest In front of her, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and put on a thin layer of powder to make her softer.

She pushed the wheelchair forward with small steps, leaning slightly forward to the right, Xiao Junli tilted his head and said something softly, the majesty faded from his sharp eyebrows and eyes, and he put on a faint smile, which made the girl chuckle from time to time.

Walking to the wooden storehouse in the shallow pool in the courtyard, the wheels turned and the sound came slowly.

"...You came in such a hurry this time, many things are not ready yet."

"Look at what you said, isn't everything here prepared all the time, I want to give you a surprise."

"You……"

"How's your leg feeling this month?"

"It's much better, thanks to your method, you can check it later."

After getting off the wooden stack, Chi Zhen found that the door on this side was half-opened, and there was a person standing inside, who lowered his head and said something sharply to Xiao Jun, and then turned around together.

She is four or five years older than Qin Chuhan and others of the same generation, and she speaks naturally with the concern of the eldest sister, her eyebrows are just right, and she asks with a soft smile: "Chuhan, I learned that you are here earlier." It’s a coincidence that Jiang Lin will come over tomorrow, so it’s rare for us to get together.”

Different from her graceful and graceful appearance, Xiao Junli changed back to his usual stern and stern expression after turning the road, he only nodded his head as a greeting and then stopped talking.

Chi Zhen has a gentle temperament and gets along well with everyone. She and Qin Chuhan and Lu Jianglin are friends of the same generation. Qin Chuhan slowed down his tone, but said respectfully: "Patriarch Xiao," before nodding to Chi Zhen, "Patriarch Chi."

Xiao Jun said "um" coldly, and a word of politeness was not superfluous.

Everyone knows that the Patriarch of the Xiao family was born with a cold heart, with a pair of sharp and indifferent eagle eyes like a falcon that seemed to be able to penetrate everything with a cold air. We can still talk a few more words.

If it hadn't been for seeing him chatting happily and intimately with Miss Chi's just now, who would have thought that Patriarch Xiao, who has never paid much attention to the world, would actually be able to laugh like that.

Qin Chuhan didn't change his face, pretending he didn't see him.

Here Chi Zhen said to him with some helplessness: "After I inherited the position of Patriarch, you call me so distantly."

Qin Chuhan did not deny it, "Old and young are superior and inferior, high and low, you and I are in different positions, so we can't exceed the rules."

"That's right, you've always followed the rules," Chi Zhen sighed, and said again, "The weather in this desert is bad, and it's easy to get used to it when you first arrive. I heard that the little brother who traveled with you is sick, how is it now?"

Chi Xiaohan didn't know where to hide for a long time, Lu Wanfeng just washed his face, hurriedly lowered the curtain in the inner room, only half of his face was exposed, and he didn't make a sound.

Qin Chuhan glanced at him, and replied: "It's much better, but the heat hasn't faded, and there's no wind."

Chi Zhen said apologetically, "Then we won't bother you, please close the door."

She pushed Xiao Junli back out, turned around, and the two entered Room [-] and closed the door.

When the people left, Lu Wanfeng let go of the curtain, touched his chin, thinking that Chi Zhen just now looked like the head of the family, and this is the Xiao family. It seems that her relationship with Xiao Junli has surpassed what he imagined.

"I just found out that she came last night..." But she just moved into the guest house now.Glancing at the eldest disciple of the Ling family, Chi Xiaohan didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

Qin Chuhan sat down as if nothing had happened and did not speak.

Lu Wanfeng stayed in the house all night full of worries, and when he was about to go out for the Namu Festival the next day, he remembered that the mask on his face had been washed, but he came in a hurry and did not prepare materials, and the desert materials were scarce. It's really hard to get together.

After thinking about it, I can only find a piece of silk and hang it on my ears as a veil because I am not familiar with the water and soil and cannot see the wind.

When Chi Xiaohan came to ask him to go out, he burst into tears, "What a masked and beautiful boy, if you change into a girl's clothes, I will definitely treat you as a girl."

Lu Wanfeng grabbed a handful of his loose long hair, raised his eyebrows, and found a light orange smoked skirt to change into. He flicked his sleeves and twirled around. Qin Chuhan's face was as black as coal.

He pressed down Qin Chuhan's hand that was about to draw the sword, and said with a flattering expression, "It's an expedient measure, an expedient measure."

That's what I said, but I don't know if it's to satisfy my personal preference.