I cross the cold pond

Xu Ziru spent the whole morning strolling around the He family mansion like shopping. Everyone was busy with the soul-calling ceremony at night. Not only did Xu Ziru not help, but he also liked to go over to ask others when others were busy, which was very disgusting.

The most obvious person among them was Shen Di, who saw Xu Ziru across a long corridor and immediately made a detour.

Xu Ziru didn't take it seriously, and wandered from the east wing to the west wing with his hands in his hands.

Finally, he walked to the front of the great benevolent man's house, and opened the door directly as if he was going back to his own home.

He originally thought that there was no one in the house, at most there were two servants or the adopted son of the good man in the house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Da Lala pushed open the door, the four old acquaintances in the room all glanced at him with eight eyes.

There was a slight pause in Xu Ziru's footsteps as he entered the door.

Then he tilted his head and greeted the old acquaintances in the house: "What a coincidence."

Xu Ziru raised his footsteps to enter the door, and turned around very politely to close the door again.

"Uncle Liu, long time no see.

What wind brought you here. "

He asked with a smile, and walked towards an old man with white hair in the room without haste.

Uncle Liu looked about forty or fifty years old, but his hair was all white.

He is still the same as he was a few years ago, he doesn't like tiaras, and a dark blue cloth tie loosely binds his hair.

Seeing Xu Ziru, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "My boy, I haven't even seen anyone for such a long time."

Xu Ziru walked in his direction and muttered: "Tianjimen has been hiding from the world for six years, I can't see you even if I want to."

At the age of six, Xu Ziru was taken to Wuwang Mountain from the Heshan Hall of the Great Shanren. He worked hard to learn from the newly selected disciples for two years, but was finally released because of his poor qualifications.

He just had nothing to do all day long, running from the east to the west, and he didn't know many disciples of his age. On the contrary, he had such a good relationship with some ordinary people in Tianjimen who swept the floor, cooked, and guarded the gate that they were like relatives.

Uncle Liu is the gatekeeper of Tianjimen Zangshu Pavilion. After Xu Ziru was reborn, he spent more than half of the day in Zangshu Pavilion absorbing knowledge, and he can be regarded as a chatterbox on weekdays, chasing willow trees all day long to ask questions.

After a long time, it is not a big problem for the relationship between the two to be called father and son who are not related by blood.

Among the other three people in the room, only the third senior sister, Liu Ying, didn't care about Xu Ziru and didn't know much about Xu Ziru. She usually didn't think much of Xu Ziru in the sect. Seeing that Uncle Liu seemed to have a good relationship with him, she couldn't help but frowned. Some doubts, but still coldly said: "Xu Ziru, our Tianji Sect is here to discuss important matters, please leave for a while if you are idle."

Only then did Xu Ziru walk up to Uncle Liu, his eyes scanned the old man's spirit up and down, and seeing that he looked good, he turned his head to look at Liuying, and asked in feigned surprise: "What did you say, senior sister?" It doesn't make sense, where are we now?"

Liu Ying kept a cold face and didn't answer.

Xu Ziru continued to pretend to be surprised: "Could it be that I just pushed the door and pushed it back to the boundary of Tianji Gate? I don't know that there is such an exquisite shape-shifting technique in this world?"

Liuying said what she said with ease, and couldn't hold back her breath when she heard the words: "Don't pretend to be crazy here!"

Xu Ziru blinked, first looked at Willow with a slightly helpless expression on his face, then at Yan Qinghe with a calm expression, and finally winked mischievously at the little senior sister Linglong.

He pretended to be wronged and said, "Third Senior Sister is so unreasonable."

"..." The third senior sister was so annoyed by his confounding tone that she almost pulled out her soft sword from her waist. The senior brother standing next to her glanced at her, and immediately gave her the anger that rushed to her head. When it was extinguished, she withdrew her hand that drew the sword, and snorted coldly: "Shameless child, you will only pretend to be crazy and foolish all day long."

Xu Ziru curled his lips: "Third Senior Sister is really unreasonable, maybe it's just being stupid at Tianji Gate.

You and I are both here by invitation, if you can come to the room to see good people, then I can't?The Tianji Gate is worthy of being called the Tianji Gate, and it is indeed very domineering. "

Liu Ying wanted to scold again, but Yan Qinghe coldly spat out two words: "Enough."

Liu Ying lowered her eyebrows, lowered her head slightly and moved back half an inch, and stopped talking.

Xu Ziru rubbed his chin, enjoying the fruit of his victory again, opened his mouth and wanted to continue to mock Liuying, Yan Qinghe glanced at him again: "You are enough."

Xu Ziru rebelled mentally, thinking that you were still in charge of me, and looked at him calmly for two seconds, Yan Qinghe actually looked away first, and then frowned and said: "Let's leave first."

Liu Ying and Ling Long nodded in agreement, Uncle Liu was still staring at Xu Ziru helplessly, he wanted to stay and talk to Xu Ziru, but Yan Qinghe said, "Uncle Liu, we still have something to do Ask you."

Uncle Liu had no choice but to nod, and then went out with the three of Yan Qinghe.

After the four people from Tianji Gate left and closed the door of the benefactor's room again, Xu Ziru crossed his arms and walked slowly to the bedside where the benevolent man was lying.

The good man was lying on the bed with a peaceful face, as if in a dream.

Xu Ziru lowered his eyes and stared at the good man lying on the bed, thinking in his heart - the Tianji Gate lost the Nuwa stone, the good man slept for so long.

Although the cause and effect process is unknown, it is very likely that this Nuwa stone is on the body of a good person, and the worst thing is that the good person has been sleeping for such a long time because of this Nuwa stone.

Xu Ziru bent down, wanting to reach out and touch the good man lying on the bed, to see if he could find some clues that he knew.

His fingers had just crossed the rail of the huanghuali wooden canopy bed where the good man was lying, and the person and his fingers were directly bounced away by half an arm's distance.

Xu Ziru staggered two steps, he took a breath, shook the tingling fingers of his right hand, and stepped forward again in a big stride.

He stared intently at the huanghuali wood bed rail for a while, before he managed to see a "no crossing" spell set up at the Tianji Gate.

Xu Ziru was angry while shaking his hands, thinking that the three of them left without even saying a word. They set up a barrier in front of the good man's bed, how impolite!

Xu Ziru touched the spell that he couldn't dispel, and had no choice but to endure the hot burning sensation that would come every once in a while, as if his fingers had been scalded by hot oil.

Xu Ziru made a stinky face, while shaking his hands, he stood at the head of the bed and inspected the suspicious places on the good man with his eyes.

The good man lay flat on the bed with his hands folded in front of him.

Xu Ziru raised his fingers and blew to himself absently, then stared at the good man's hands again.

Ordinary people usually don't put their hands neatly in front of their body when sleeping, so Xu Ziru moved forward slightly, and saw that the good man put his hands six inches above the navel, which was the Juque acupoint by visual inspection.

Xu Ziru was dumb for a moment, and walked towards the door while shaking his hands slightly.

He opened the door and poked his head out, trying to find a few servants who usually take care of the good person in front of the good man's house to ask about the situation, but after looking for a long time, no young servant passed by.

Xu Ziru had just finished condemning the work attitude of the servants in the mansion in his heart, when he saw Yan Qinghe who had just left at least half a cup of tea came back.

Xu Ziru's head stood outside the door, seeing Yan Qinghe approaching slowly, his mouth was quicker than his brain, and he teased first: "Brother, didn't you just remember that I was imprisoned before the good man collapsed, and I was afraid of hurting the innocent." walked back again?"

Yan Qinghe walked up to him and looked at him silently for a moment, then his gaze slipped slightly.

Xu Ziru also held up a fiery finger, and said: "Brother, how authentic..."

Only halfway through his words, Yan Qinghe raised his right hand and waved lightly on his fingers, and the burning sensation on his fingers disappeared instantly.

"..." The second half of Xu Ziru's words were stuck in his stomach, and he continued to mutter unwillingly for a while, "You don't even tell a good person when he is imprisoned before he collapses, you people from Tianjimen are really rude .”

Yan Qinghe originally had no expression on his face, and his eyes were cold when he cast the spell. When he heard Xu Ziru muttering in a low voice, a little smile appeared in the corner of his eyes unconsciously.

His voice was still clear and calm like spring water in winter, and there was some continuous vitality hidden under the coldness. He opened his mouth and said, "You were also a member of Tianjimen before."

Xu Ziru looked at Yan Qinghe, shook his head with disgust on his face: "Don't say such an unlucky thing."

Yan Qinghe didn't respond, and after a while, his eyes suddenly focused on Xu Ziru's just injured finger, his face was cold.

Xu Ziru followed his line of sight and lowered his head to look at his eyes. A briquette in his bosom, which had always been safe and sound, was poking out a black tail from his skirt at this moment, and the tail slowly wrapped around the wound he had just injured. One finger, curled tightly, then stopped moving.

Xu Ziru pulled his finger, pulled it out from the tail, then stretched out his hand and flicked the dead tail, and said, "Go back."

The tail went back into his clothes with a "whoosh".

Yan Qinghe withdrew his gaze and glanced at Xu Ziru: "In order to protect He Zhen, the imprisonment should not be lifted until he wakes up."

Xu Ziru paused when he heard the words, he turned back to the room, stared at He Zhen's sleeping posture, and asked Yan Qinghe who was standing at the door: "When did the senior brother be imprisoned before the good man collapsed?"

Yan Qinghe walked in: "After we met for the first time, we asked Linglong to cast a spell after we got the consent."

Xu Ziru rubbed his chin for a while: "We saw the good man on the day we came here, and the female doctor in Wangyou Valley treated him.

I also saw the arm of the good man before I left. "

Yan Qinghe was silent.

"After that, senior brother asked little sister Linglong to imprison her?" Xu Ziru pondered.

Yan Qinghe's eyes drooped slightly, with a little helplessness on his face, and a bit or two of helplessness in his voice: "Yes."

Xu Ziru asked again: "Is there no servant near him anymore?"

Yan Qinghe looked at the good man lying on the bed.

Xu Ziru pointed at him: "Then who put him in this sleeping position as if he was dying?"

Xu Ziru spoke without closing the door, but fortunately he and Yan Qinghe were the only two in the room, and Yan Qinghe was a person who knew neither likes nor dislikes, neither joy nor sorrow, so he would not accuse him of being harsh, and only looked at him lightly from the side of his head. glance.

Xu Ziru shrugged his shoulders, puzzled: "Could it be that you pose for it, Senior Brother? Or Junior Junior Sister? I'm afraid that the good man will not enter the soil fast enough, so I put the pose first?"

"nonsense."

Yan Qinghe scolded, his voice didn't fluctuate much, and there wasn't much sense of blame in it.

Xu Ziru clicked his lips.

Yan Qinghe seemed to ponder for a moment, and then said calmly: "The Nuwa stone was brought into a dream by He Zhen."

Xu Ziru didn't understand what this sentence meant at first, and then he couldn't hold back a little doubt. He glanced at Yan Qinghe several times, and couldn't help laughing: "Senior brother, why are you suddenly willing to put you inside the sect?" Trivia' told others?"

Yan Qinghe said: "You are too curious, I won't tell you, you have to find a way to know."

He paused as he spoke, and added, "Instead of letting everyone know what you've made, I might as well tell you."

The author says:

After writing a few more chapters, I should be able to change the map (make a fist!