Bone

After three sticks of incense, Qin Nianjiu didn't talk to Tan Fengyue again.

He moved his head to the other side of the tree trunk and sat down, holding a stack of straw paper he found from a farmer in his hand, holding a wolf hair full of ink in his left hand, and writing on it.

Although Tan Fengyue looks like a gentleman and has a temperament like a gentleman, her nature has nothing to do with the word "junzi" at all. She just stood there for a while, then moved over generously, and lowered her eyes to see what he was writing.

The words that catch the eye are good characters, painted on iron with silver hooks, every stroke and stroke are full of muscles and bones, but the content is a bit unsightly. There are eight big characters at the beginning: "Dead ghost Qingqing, seeing the characters is like meeting you."

Immediately afterwards, there were some unreadable half-literal sentences, "After the thrilling night, I have returned to the sun, don't worry about it", "To sum up, I entrust you to give these two wooden plaques to a man named Chen Wenyu." In the hands of the ghost of the ghost", "It's the first good thing I have done since reincarnation. I have nothing to testify, so I will burn you the ashes of a human lamp", "Just for fun, a picture of colorful swallows flying And then there"...

In this way, I wrote a full eight pages eloquently, except for a brief description of Luo Sha's private story in two lines, the rest is all nonsense.

He didn't mention himself a word.

Tan Fengyue read it generously, and Qin Nianjiu wrote it generously, without any intention of avoiding him, and put down the last stroke.

After finishing writing, he flicked the paper, blew on the ink on it, spread it on the wooden sign and embroidery frame beside him, flicked it with his thumb and middle finger, lit a fire with "Out of Nothing", and threw it past.

It was paper and wood, all of which were flammable, and were quickly licked into pieces of black ash by the flames.

Tan Fengyue watched the dots of black ash being swept up by the wind, and suddenly said without beginning or end: "The person who has been waiting in the Yin Division for 67 years is you?"

I don't know how he thought of this, Qin Nianjiu gave him a strange look, and shook his hands that were a little sore when writing, "You will believe me when I say it? It's just making up a theory to give her something to look forward to... ..."

While talking, he took out the Taoist symbols painted by the old Taoist in yellow from his sleeve, took three out and put them on the ground, lined up.

Still remembering that this man said that he looked like a ghost just now, he mocked him in a cool tone, "67 years, my lord ancestor, do you think it was six or seven years? It’s been so long, I guess I’ll forget who I’m waiting for in the end.”

There were a lot of broken stones under the tree, he picked up a few at random, threw them up and caught them, and heard Tan Fengyue ask: "So, you really waited in the Yin Division for 67 years?"

Oh no, he just lied to Luo Qingyu casually, why did this person kill him?

"Yes, yes, yes! It's me! I waited in the borderland for 67 years, and I even forgot that I was waiting for someone. It's really miserable and helpless!" Qin Nianjiu pinched the falling stones in his palm , rolled his eyes, "—Excuse me, Patriarch, move your feet high, step aside, and don't block my divination."

Tan Fengyue took a step back as she said, watching him throw the stones on the talisman paper with his hand, lowered his head and concentrated on solving the hexagram.

After a few breaths, Qin Nianjiu looked up at him, "Southeast, fifty miles away, mid-mountain and Baogu... what is it?"

Tan Fengyue is quite familiar with geography, and after a little thought, he gave the answer, "It should be Hongling Mountain City."

"Red Ridge City? Am I from Hongling City?" Qin Nianjiu was a little surprised, and turned to look at the newer talisman papers, "They met? How can such a coincidence happen?"

Tan Fengyue also looked at the new talismans, and rubbed her fan bones with her fingers unconsciously, "The Taoist priest did something evil, so he should have escaped as far away as possible, why did he stay in Hongling City, which is not far from here? How did Chen Wenyu find him..."

As soon as he came back to his soul, Qin Nianjiu spent a whole night thinking about it. Qin Nianjiu's brain was so dull that he couldn't turn around, so he got up and stretched, "Thinking so much...you'll know if you go and have a look."

Originally thought that Luo Sha's personal affairs were dealt with, and this matter was forgotten, but he didn't expect that he would still want to take care of it to the end, Tan Fengyue looked at him with a bit of surprise, "Aren't you going to hold your own bones?"

"Send the Buddha to the west. As for the bones - the world is so big, I don't know where to start looking..." Qin Nianjiu patted the dust on the back, and replied indifferently, "Let's start from Hongling Already. Find a place to stay first, and then divination and divination, there will always be clues."

It was already dawn, he propped up the black umbrella, covered himself tightly, turned to look at Tan Fengyue, and asked politely, "Is the fairy together?"

Tan Fengyue has been in the world for 52 years, and he never likes to cause trouble for himself. It is an exception to deal with Luo Sha's private affairs patiently, and he does not lack that kind of merit. The ghost nodded.

Qin Nianjiu only regarded him as "heart of the common people", and looked at him with satisfaction, thinking that although this person looked cold, he was actually quite warm-hearted.

As he thought about it, he was just about to tease him, when Tan Fengyue suddenly stretched out his hand, and caressed his neck with his lukewarm fingertips.

"...!" Qin Nianjiu was frightened by his actions, his little finger burned again, and the black umbrella in his hand couldn't help but tilted, and his skin ached from the sun's leakage.He quickly put the umbrella back on, "What are you doing?!"

Why is this person always surprised, Tan Fengyue looked at him speechlessly, "...the wound on your neck. Su Xin Jue."

Although the wound that was cut by the silver fan earlier was not deep, it was still broken, and thin and faint black air continued to overflow from it. It would not be discovered unless one looked closely, but if someone saw it, it would still be strange.

"Hey..." Qin Nianjiu, who didn't know that he had been leaking air, stretched out his hand to cover his neck, only to find that the thin opening had healed, and couldn't help feeling a little moved, "Thank you, Xianjun!"

Has this man forgotten that he made the cut?Tan Fengyue became more and more speechless, thinking that this person could be a fool, but she still responded calmly, "You're welcome."

As soon as the words fell, a cold hand covered his eyes.

"Su Xin Jue, I will also do it, courtesy is reciprocal." Qin Nianjiu said with a smile, "Your eyes are so full of tears from Luo Qingyu, it's like peaches have become fine—"

The sense of coolness washed over the eyes, and the original stuffiness in the eye sockets disappeared instantly, and Tan Fengyue couldn't help being a little surprised: Although the Suxin formula is simple, it is still not easy to apply it without reciting the mantra. But people can use it so easily, the cultivation level should not be inferior to their own.

But in a flash of thought, Qin Nianjiu let go of his hand and looked at his swollen peach eyes with satisfaction, thinking that it would be better to look at him like this, then lowered his eyes slightly, and touched him with his fingertips lower lip.

I have been teasing ghosts for a long time, and he has never been able to control his mouth, so he said the words in a jerk, "And your mouth, if you don't know, you may think that something happened to you..."

Tan Fengyue was pressed on his lips by him, and his eyebrows were raised coldly, "What's wrong?"

The shape of his lips is so beautiful that people can't help but want to see him smile, but he usually has no expression. At this moment, his lower lip was bitten to pieces, slightly swollen, and covered with a thin layer of dark red scab. It smells a bit dangerous.

"It's nothing, nothing, it's just so eye-catching..." Although Fengyue Patriarch is always a little confused in thinking and acting, his temperament is like an exiled fairy. Qin Nianjiu dared to tease him with the obscene words in the script , smiled dryly and withdrew his hand, "Okay."

Tan Fengyue snorted coldly, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, looked up at the position of the sun, and pointed in a direction, "Go this way."

There are mountains all the way, the scenery is not beautiful, but it makes people feel comfortable when looking at it.

"Hey, tell me," Qin Nianjiu idly turned the handle of the umbrella, tilted his head to talk to Tan Fengyue, "what's the matter with the nebula disease of the people in Xibei Village? ?”

People are already dead, and it is useless to dwell on the cause.Tan Fengyue didn't take this matter too seriously, she just answered after hearing his question, "It may be that the practitioner's cultivation base is higher than that of you and me."

Qin Nianjiu gave him a weird look, and thought that it's fine if he is above me, but would a cultivator above you have the leisure to attack a small mountain village?

Unable to come up with a clue, he had no choice but to temporarily suppress the question in his heart, and turned his attention to Tan Fengyue, "Hey, you said that the figure in your memory...is it a man or a woman, tall, short, fat, and thin? Don’t remember any features?”

Tan Fengyue didn't look at him, "Why are you lying to me?"

Qin Nianjiu sighed, full of sympathy.After thinking about it again, he said, "Have you ever tried divination? Although you can't get a specific image, you can calculate the location, and it will always work—"

"Of course I tried," Tan Fengyue fanned the silver fan slowly, "I've tried it several times, and the answer is 'no'."

"Maybe you are not good at this, let me try." Qin Nianjiu is still quite confident in his divination skills, and he took a few leaves from the branches beside him, "Come on, stand still .”

When the man gave the order with a bit of boldness for no reason, Tan Fengyue subconsciously stopped, and before she could react, she was slapped on the face by a leaf, "..."

Qin Nianjiu could not help but look at the embarrassment of the leaves above his head, and coughed, "For divination, you need to use related objects as a medium to calculate accurately..."

The implication is to treat him as an object.

What filled his nostrils was the bitter smell of tree sap, Tan Fengyue's face was dark, and Qin Nianjiu approached him solemnly, focusing on the distribution of leaves.

He got so close that his warm breath almost fell on him.Tan Fengyue was a little uncomfortable, resisting the urge to split him, and let him stare at him without moving.

After a long while, Qin Nianjiu said "strange" in a low voice, and murmured, "...Why is it 'nothing'?"

"As long as it's within the three realms and among the five elements, it should be able to be counted..." He picked off the leaves on Tan Fengyue's body, "Could it be that the person you're looking for has lost his soul?"

Feeling that this conjecture is quite correct, he nodded, "You also said that what you are looking for is a beauty. Since ancient times, beauties have been so unlucky—is this the truth?"

Xin said that he is indeed an old ghost with amnesia who has been in the Yin Division for 67 years. His speech is really straightforward, without considering the listener's feelings at all.Tan Fengyue didn't bother with him, she just frowned and opened the silver fan, waved away the smell of sap on her body, turned around and left.

"Hey……"

Looking at his reaction, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. Qin Nianjiu couldn't help feeling guilty, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him, but a strange feeling suddenly hit him, making him suddenly lose all strength, and his body softened. Collapsed on the ground.

Tan Fengyue had already walked more than ten meters away, and was stopped by the abnormal movement behind her, and turned her head impatiently, "So what——"

The man who couldn't speak fell to his knees on the ground, as if he couldn't get up, and the black umbrella rolled far away.

The sun was just right, Qin Nianjiu was aching from the bright sunlight, and he had no energy to pick up the black umbrella. He wished he could curl up into a ball, but suddenly he was hugged by his waist and helped up, and a cool shade was cast over his head.

Tan Fengyue held a black umbrella in one hand and Qin Nianjiu in the other, and frowned, "What's going on?"

The dark umbrella cut off the sunlight, the pain in his body gradually receded, but his limbs were still weak and weak. Qin Nianjiu held his abdomen weakly, and managed to stand up straight with the help of Tan Fengyue, even his voice was a little weak, "It seems What kind of spell..."

How can it be? !Tan Fengyue's brows were furrowed tighter, and she asked in a deep voice, "What doesn't feel right?"

"I can't tell what's wrong, but I have no strength..." Qin Nianjiu inspected the muscles and tendons of his body luckily, but found no problems. He couldn't help but panic. No matter how high the Taoist cultivation base is, he can't cast a curse on the invisible, right?

Someone shouldn't be able to cast spells under his nose, and still make him unaware of the abnormality.Tan Fengyue fixed the black umbrella in the air, grabbed Qin Nianjiu's wrist, and clasped his four fingers on his veins.

For a moment, he let go of his hand with an indescribable expression.

Seeing his expression, Qin Nianjiu panicked even more, and asked three questions in succession, "...What? What's wrong? Can you solve it?"

"..."

Tan Fengyue didn't want to talk, so she stuffed the black umbrella back into his hand, controlled the wind with a silver fan, and drew a spell formation under her feet.

"...What's the matter?" Qin Nianjiu saw that his painting was shrinking to an inch, and thought it was a serious situation. He was about to abandon himself and run away, and immediately turned pale with fright, "Don't! Although we don't have a deep friendship, But at least we got to know each other... Xianjun! Tan Fengyue! Patriarch! Old Tan!...Brother Tan?"

He also said that he has no strength, isn't this a very exciting shout.Tan Fengyue was dizzy from being called, and the arm around his waist was taken away severely, "Don't make noise."

Qin Nianjiu didn't have any strength at all, his eyes were blacked out by him, and he struggled hard, "...No, you have to go, at least tell me what's wrong first, I'll try to find a way... "

Tan Fengyue restrained herself and weakened her white eyes into cold ones. The two gazes swept over coolly, and said word by word: "You are hungry."