Bone

The decoration of the Tianzihao wing room and the incense on the bedding are all details worthy of the word "Tian".

Without Tan Fengyue who always put on a dead face by his side, Qin Nianjiu relaxed his body and mind, kicked off his shoes and socks, and climbed up the window sill barefoot holding the wine jar.

There was a curfew in Hongling City, and it was only nightfall at this time, and there was no sound of people outside, the trees outside the window were shaded, the moon and stars were thick, and it was extremely quiet.

It is the same two discs shining with bright light. The moon is not as dazzling as the sun and cannot be looked at directly. Staring at the moon, he sighed softly: "You can't see this in the borderland..."

Grabbing the rim of the altar and pouring down a sip of the wine, the first taste is hot/spicy, and the aftertaste is the warm aroma of ironing the mouthpiece. The taste is so strange that he also tasted that this is a good wine from the altar. Spoil the wine with seasoning.

He drank the wine, chewed the name of the wine in a low voice, "...the end of spring and autumn."

The book says "Spring birth, summer growth, autumn harvest, winter storage, the heaven is right. You can't do it but go against it. Those who go against it will succeed and fail." In the poem, it is written that "a hundred years of time is like a dream. I don't realize it. "Following Spring and Autumn", I think that if an ordinary person were to taste this wine, he would be able to figure out some meanings of the principles of heaven and sorrow for spring and autumn. It's a pity that he has lived in the border area for a long time, and he can't see spring and autumn. The thin word "good" comes.

——Then again, although this wine is good, why is it not intoxicating?

The bright moon moved slowly, and the wine jar in his hand was almost half empty. Qin Nianjiu closed his eyes, but his mind was still sober. He could even clearly catch the scattered footsteps, doors closing, and human voices in the corridor of the inn. , There is also the sound of insects in the courtyard.

Forget it, you can't sleep peacefully through drunkenness, but you can forcefully borrow the fragrance of wine to sleep peacefully.

After all, what he is using now is a mortal shell. It is no different from sleepless and dreamless when he was still a soul body. Maybe he is really tired. He allows himself to be soaked in the aroma of wine, but he maintains a crooked posture, holding the wine jar He fell asleep on the window sill.

……

tick-

what sound?

Tick.

what smell?

This is... the smell of blood!

Qin Nianjiu opened his eyes suddenly, first subconsciously raised his hand to cover the side of his neck, and then the pain came slowly.

The dripping wet blood couldn't be covered, and it leaked from between the fingers one after another, staining the plain white robe on his body red.

The scene in front of him was blurred and distorted, as if it had been rubbed together by a pair of invisible hands, and he could only vaguely see figures standing not far away, overlapping one after another, surrounding him with great momentum.

How is this going? !

Before he could express his astonishment, the pain of splitting his neck suddenly faded away, and then came a severe pain that could tear his three souls and seven souls to pieces, and a completely unfamiliar negative emotion roared from the bottom of his heart Sweeping over, too strong unwillingness, anger, disappointment, and violence mixed together, almost engulfed and corroded his mind, what he saw with his eyes, smelled with his nose, and what was filled in his mind was nothing but A bloodthirsty scarlet.

He couldn't bear this kind of pain at all, his eyes were tearing apart, and he tried hard to see what the figures looked like, but he could only vaguely see a few colors that melted into groups - indigo, dark blue, autumn fragrance, moon white...

moon white? !

He stared fixedly at the Taoist figure in moon white not far away, trying in vain to see their attire clearly, but the pain in his body became more and more intense, and finally reached the critical point, crushing his consciousness.

Just before his consciousness dissipated, he heard a "Ping Dang", clear and ethereal.

It was the sound of Peiyu striking each other.

The picture and the pain receded like a tide, Qin Nianjiu opened his eyes again, panting like a fish stranded on the shore.What catches the eye is the bright moon hanging high, the stars all over the place, and the shadows of the whirling trees, all real.The sound of insects coming into his ears fluctuated, and the sound awakened his mind that was still immersed in phantom pain.

Was that...a dream?

The books describe the dream as beautiful as it can be, so that when he was in the borderland, he still yearned for it, and often envied that mortals could fall into the dream-if he had known that the dream was actually like this ghost, he would have killed him. Can't sleep a wink!

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't shake it. He pressed the back of his hand to his forehead with a headache, sighed several times, and was about to turn back into the room, but when he turned his head, he saw standing beside him, Tan Fengyue with a gloomy face was so frightened that he almost fell out of the window.

Tan Fengyue grabbed him in time, prevented him from falling, and dragged him back into the room with his backhand.

He was only wearing a single shirt, and a sky blue robe was loosely draped over his body. For the first time, he frowned so clearly, and his tone was so cold that it was almost bone-chilling, he scolded: "Do you think you are Bai Suzhen? Drink a drink." Can the wine still show its original form?"

Qin Nianjiu was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he had propped up a small barrier in the room with spiritual energy, covering him tightly, and the barrier was full of resentment escaping from him, just missing Bumping around like a control.

He hurriedly wanted to take back the evil spirit, but he was probably disturbed by the dream just now, and he failed even after several attempts, so he had to adjust his inner breath first, and asked Tan Fengyue in a dull voice: "...why are you here?" ?”

This person still has the face to ask?Tan Fengyue's eyes were filled with anger, "If I don't come, the one who will come will be a disciple of Yuyan Sect."

His wing room is next door, the moon is shining brightly tonight, and he has a jug of good wine in his hand. It is rare for him to have a few drinks with the moon. Startled by the evil spirit leaked from this person, he directly pinched a spell and passed through the wall, covering him with the barrier in time.

Qin Nianjiu hadn't fully woken up yet, and then belatedly remembered that there were still disciples of sects who were dedicated to eliminating evil and chaos living in the inn, and gave himself a little apprehension, "Fortunately, fortunately."

It's also thanks to the fake Fu Duanshui who insisted on "having fun with the people" and replaced it with the same ground-level wing room as the other disciples, which is two floors away from the Tianzi-brand, otherwise it might not end well.

Tan Fengyue frowned and looked at him with a very displeased expression, "Will ghosts be haunted by nightmares?"

As soon as he came over just now, he saw this person hanging on the window sill with his eyes closed, unable to wake up even if he screamed, his face was so tangled and ugly that he didn't say anything, he kept struggling, and almost fell down the stairs several times.At first he thought he was under some kind of spell, setting up a barrier, probing his soul, and pulling him to sit still from time to time. After a while, he realized that he was just asleep and dreaming—it was so annoying Itchy teeth.

"Forget it..." Recalling the content of the dream, Qin Nianjiu sighed deeply with desolate eyes.

The crowd surrounding him in the dream was huge, it must be from the sect, and the crisp sound of the familiar Yuebai and Peiyu colliding clearly showed that it was the Yuyan sect who did not run away.If it is said that he just brought his disgust towards Jade Smoke Sect into his dream and created a nightmare, how could the scenes he saw and the pain he felt be so real...

He used to joke with ghost messengers, saying that he was probably a celestial master who fought the law and harmed people before he was alive. Now, it seems that he is really a person in the evil way, and he is the one who everyone shouts and beats, and is incompatible with the righteous way. kind.

Of course, this matter cannot be said to Tan Fengyue, who is also a member of the fairy sect.He rubbed his sore shoulders, and perfunctoryly said, "...Maybe it's because the wind is cool by the window, and it must have been blown by the cold wind."

What did this man dream about that made him look so terrified?Tan Fengyue still didn't raise her eyebrows, but when she saw that he didn't want to mention it, she didn't ask any further questions. She just stood aside with her arms folded, watching him with a cold face as he tried to calm down the raging evil spirit over and over again.

The stamina of this strange dream is quite strong, Qin Nianjiu tried a few more times, but the turbulent aura in his body was still uncontrollable, so he simply gave up, hugged the wine jar and fell on the bed, and said with sadness in his eyes: "... What happened this time is really not safe for a moment.”

The aura that forms the barrier is controlled by Tan Fengyue, the evil spirit on this person will not be able to hold back for a while, and he will not be able to leave for a while, so he can only press the center of his brows, bear the anger of being disturbed by Qingmeng, and turn around to walk away He went to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

The cold tea soup had no aroma and was still turbid in color. He looked down at the porcelain cup in his hand and didn't bring it to his mouth for a long time.

I had such a big trouble, and I had to ask him to come to the rescue. Qin Nianjiu glanced at Tan Fengyue with a guilty expression, and sent the wine jar in his arms forward, "...have a drink?"

Didn't hear him say yes or no, so he took it as his answer, got up full of blackness, sat down at the table according to Tan Fengyue, dragged a chair over for himself, and sat on him side.

"Come, come," Qin Nianjiu poured two glasses of wine graciously, handed a glass to Tan Fengyue, and motioned him to look out of the window with his eyes, "Idle is idle, don't disappoint the bright moon and this fine wine—"

Cold wine is always better than cold tea. Tan Fengyue took the wine glass, but didn't listen to him and turned to look at the moon, but frowned at the man surrounded by black air in front of her.

No matter what, he caused trouble for others, and coupled with his status as a member of the immortal sect, Qin Nianjiu felt flustered when he saw his frown, and he laughed dryly, "What are you doing with such a frown, it's almost killing flies..."

Hearing what he said, Tan Fengyue loosened her frowning brows, stopped looking at him, and turned her head to look at the moonlit night outside the window.

As usual, he would definitely have choked back... Thinking that this person helped him everywhere, and he finally got a rest and was made a fuss by himself, probably not in a happy mood, Qin Nianjiu felt a little guilty in his heart , sincerely and vaguely thank you.

Two people with the same mind and nature meet by chance, and the story of hitting it off at first sight is full of stories in the storybook. He is tired of reading it, but it is very fresh to experience it personally. He can't help but touch his elbow to talk about Fengyue, and carefully ask: "... Hey, why do you keep helping me like this?"

From the very beginning, it was also an evil thing, when he confronted Luo Sha privately, he raised his hand and wanted to kill him directly, but he let him go easily, and came to Hongling with him, and went everywhere again. help him protect him...

Don't have any plans, right?

Tan Fengyue sipped the wine in her glass shallowly, without turning her head, she said: "I am beautiful and kind-hearted."

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

He was choking back, but his tone was extremely cold and hard, Qin Nianjiu saw that he was really in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to bother him anymore, he shrank to the side like a quail, holding the rim of the cup with his teeth in a muffled voice , Pretending to look at the moon in a trance, but secretly watching and talking about Fengyue from the corner of her eye.

The ears finally cleared up, Tan Fengyue looked at the bright moon outside the window, and took a big sip of wine angrily.

It's not that he thinks this ghost thing is so annoying, but he has been wandering alone in this world for fifty years, and he has always lived freely. He didn't even know that he still had a bad habit of getting dark fire after being disturbed from sleep.

The wine is still good, and it doesn't taste good when it's cold. He raised his head and drank the wine. Just as he was about to turn around and add some more, Qin Nianjiu, who had been secretly watching him by his side, immediately refilled the glass for him like a dog.

"..."

Really a full glass.

Probably because she didn't know how to pour the wine, Tan Fengyue held the wine glass that was almost overflowing, and looked at Qin Nianjiu who was holding the wine jar in a speechless manner, but the latter didn't realize how she poured the wine. , although he didn't speak, but looked at him with bright eyes and sincerely, and the six characters "Don't be angry, okay" were written all over his body.

...It's not necessary to be so low and small.

No one can feel comfortable being looked at like this, Tan Fengyue put down her wine glass, suppressed the last trace of anger in her heart, and said in a cold and helpless tone: "... In the future, you will go around alone, maybe you will meet different people. Disciples of the young sect, please pay attention everywhere, don't show your flaws and teach them to surrender, and give merit to others for nothing."

He has always acted according to his heart, and it was a "mistake" that he promised to come to Hongling with this ghost, and it was just a matter of protecting him in front of the Yuyan sect. Well, it's enough to mention him a word like this.

The two people's identities were different from the beginning to the current identities. Qin Nianjiuyuan didn't wish to go with him all the way, but when he calmed down, he relaxed, and hurriedly nodded and responded, "I know, I know .”

Recalling the annoying nightmare just now, he sighed a little, and muttered to explain for himself, "I'm not, I was sent back by the underworld last night, I'm not used to it... I don't know how to sleep You can still make trouble if you catch it..."

last night?Tan Fengyue suddenly frowned again, "Wait."

Ordinary ghosts can't just choose a time to reincarnate at will, not to mention that he still has a very evil aura. If he doesn't manage well, it will cause disaster to the world. It's impossible for Yin to send him back at a random time... He frowned The tighter it was, the palm resting on the knee was retracted, and the pad of the thumb pressed several finger roots, pushing up the yin and yang of the year, month and day, but no matter how I calculated it, I couldn't find any special place from last night.

When Qin Nianjiu was cut off by him, he was puzzled at first, but when he saw his movements, he suddenly reacted, "It must be calculated according to the ghost calendar, the ghost calendar... four shades arching the moon!"

The little ghost mentioned it when he was persuading him to return to his soul. According to the calculation of the ghost calendar, the ugly time last night happened to be the time of the cloudy year, the moon, the moon, and the sun.No wonder the Rakshasa they met last night was able to step into the temple safe and sound, presumably it was because of the opportunity of this most gloomy time.

His throat was dry for no reason after being wetted by the wine, Qin Nianjiu couldn't help stretching out his hand to press his throat, and smiled a little stiffly, "The hundred or so people in the Chen family...couldn't just happen to die at the time of Chou, right?"

Tan Fengyue and him looked at each other, and they stood up together.