Bone

Tan Fengyue left, Qin Nianjiu also let go of his hand, the little ghost's pointed face snapped back, and he rubbed his face angrily, watching the ghost master stretch his sleeves, change into a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from nowhere, and turn his body With a twist, he slumped on the bench in an extremely lazy and weird posture, and swiped his brush.

Sanjiu couldn't read a few words, but she still poked her head closer to have a look, and asked, "What are you writing? Writing a letter?"

Where did the pen, ink, paper and inkstone come from? Of course it was shipped from the Chen Mansion.Qin Nianjiu responded humbly, and said again: "Writing to my brother Guichai, I feel sorry for him staying in a ghostly place alone. I used to chat with him to relieve boredom. Now that I am gone, I am afraid that he will be lonely, so I wrote it to him." Write something down, so that he can miss me and me."

After Sanjiu heard this, she thought that this ghost gentleman was really unusual, that he could call ghosts brothers and sisters. She was also curious about what he had written, so she asked him how to pronounce it word by word.

After staying in Junjie for 67 years, Qin Nianjiu had nothing else to say, but he talked the most and taught him word by word without bothering him.Sanjiu is also clever, and he can memorize types quickly. Without the effort of a cup of tea, the ghosts, one big and one small, used up more than a dozen sheets of letter paper while writing, reading, teaching and learning.

After writing the letter, Sanjiu was like listening to a strange story, and was amazed and admiring in his heart, when he saw Qin Nianjiu took out a small box from his bosom, ignited it with his fingers, and burned it together with the letter.

Sanjiu hurriedly stared and asked, "Is this the spiritual box that seals the eyeball?"

"Yeah, don't tell your fairy, I took it from him secretly." Qin Nianjiu said, and turned into a juicy pear from his sleeve, and threw it in his hand, as if he was considering what to buy. Do not throw it in the fire.

After all, we are of the same kind, and now we have established some friendships that you taught me, and we have the identity of a ghost servant boy, so Sanjiu would not betray him in public or private, so he murmured softly, "... you Take it from Xianjun, how can Xianjun not know."

He asked again: "What about this pear? What kind of object is it?"

Qin Nianjiu kept this pear because he wanted to share it with ghosts to try something new, but when it came time to burn it, he was a little bit reluctant - after all, this was the first time someone offered something to him.He replied thirty-nine: "Treasures."

Or, divide half and keep half?It seems a little unlucky to divide the pears... Qin Nianjiu was struggling, when he saw Tan Fengyue jumped out of the carriage with some clothes in his arms, he quickly put the pears back into his sleeves, raised his arms and sat down .

Tan Fengyue stepped into the pavilion, saw the unextinguishable fire on the ground, knew that this ghost was keeping a running account for that "dead ghost Qingqing" again, so she didn't say anything, just picked up the clothes hanging on her arms and shook them Gave this ghost, "Try it on."

"Ah?" Qin Nianjiu held the clothes in a daze, "Change directly?"

Tan Fengyue pressed her hand in vain, extinguished the fire on the ground, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said again: "Why, maybe I have to burn it for you so that you can wear it?"

The material of this new clothes is good, the color is also beautiful, but the person who delivered the clothes is really hated... Qin Nianjiu curled his lips with a bit of grievance, and put on a little trick to change the clothes , Lighted a small fire again, and returned the replaced Jinyi Shao to Chen Wenyu.

It is true that people rely on clothes. This ghost has a high nose bridge, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a plain black veil hanging on the side of the cheek—Tan Fengyue is convinced that the appearance of this ghost will gradually change with the "soul". Chen Wenyu's appearance was already two or three points different - set off by the smoky red cloth color, it was not romantic.

Sanjiu's eyes were straightened, but it was not only because of the handsome ghost, but also because of the clothes on him.He couldn't help standing on tiptoe, reaching out his hand to touch Qin Nianjiu's sleeve, as if in a daze, he hid beside him and thought for a while, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Tan and Qin didn't notice his abnormal state, they just talked to themselves.

It is very rare to talk about Fengyue first.He said: "Aren't you going to save yourself, where are you going, do you have some clues?"

Seeing that he made up his mind to follow him, Qin Nianjiu had no choice but to be honest: "To be honest, whenever I have time these days, I will make a divination and ask where my bones are, but for some reason, I changed the numbers. Divination method, using various methods, the result is only one word—”

Secretly said that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, Tan Fengyue raised her eyebrows, "Could it also be 'nothing'?"

Qin Nianjiu shook his head, "It's the word 'Shi' in the world."

"I asked where my bones are, and God answered that my bones are in the world—" he raised his head and howled, "I also know that my bones are in this world! Otherwise, what would Lord Yama do to let me come back and make fun of me? ?”

After howling, he crossed his legs, sat back on the bench in the booth, and said loudly: "My life is over."

It is a pity that he was reincarnated once, and took away the villagers of Xibei, and entrusted someone to take over the Chen family. Even the little ghost Sanjiu has Wang Er who wants to collect bones for him and build a grave for him, but he doesn't even know where his own bones are. .

Tan Fengyue shrugged, knowing that it was in this world, it was better than his "nothing" that was nowhere to be found, "In short, let's leave Hongling first, and discuss as we go. I have bought a carriage and parked it outside the pavilion."

... He said why the carriage stopped for a long time and did not leave.Qin Nianjiu stared at Tan Fengyue with eyes that looked at the silver mine, "Leave now?"

Tan Fengyue said indifferently: "Your life is over, if you want to stay in Hongling to die, then the elders of Yuyan have already arrived, so you can let them pick a ready-made one."

"..." Qin Nianjiu stood up in a jerk, "Didn't we arrive tomorrow?"

"Perhaps it's because those old bones are all scattered, and the journey is pretty fast." Tan Fengyue is always cool, "I went back to the city to pick up my clothes just now, and I saw that the inn was crowded with people, there were several people with white hair and beautiful jade hair. gone."

Sanjiu interjected again: "Jade Mist Sect? But that family of Immortals? I hear—"

"Get in the car and listen!" Qin Nianjiu hooked the black umbrella with his left hand, hugged the little ghost in his arms, and grabbed Tan Fengyue with his right hand and got into the carriage.

The horseshoes rattled, not knowing where to go, only knowing that they wanted to leave this place, so they galloped along the road without going forward.

Outside the carriage, Tan Fengyue and Qin Nianjiu were sitting on each side, trusting the horses to let the two horses run wild, Sanjiu half-body knelt inside the carriage, stretched out his head from the middle of the curtain, bouncing with Tan Qin and the other two Chattering about "I listen": "I heard the master said, what is the Yuyan sect... There are many other sects, I can't remember the names! Anyway, it is said that they are very powerful, and they are good at subduing demons and demons. , back then the world was still in chaos and demons were at work, and it was because of them that the world was able to settle down... Madam was sick, and the master often talked about it, saying that I don’t know when these sect families will be able to travel through the Red Ridge to help save Madam ... But I thought it would be better for them not to come! Cough, I didn't know that Madam was because of me... Later I guessed a little bit, uh, it's still a little..."

After speaking, the voice gradually became a little quieter.

After all, it's a child's heart, Qin Nianjiu was afraid that he would feel guilty, and just wanted to coax him a few words, he saw him go to Tan Fengyue's side, blinking his eyes and said: "It's not, thanks to meeting Xianjun! Kind and kind, Unlike those sects who slay demons and ghosts without even asking why, they just use their knives and knives—”

Tan Fengyue, who used to kill ghosts with a knife, didn't even change her face when she heard this flattery, she responded calmly, "Well, I have always been kind."

Qin Nianjiu: "..." Isn't it you or me who dared to raise the fan outside the gate of the broken palace and was about to kill Luo Shasi?

... Also, what he dropped was not a sword, but a silver fan.

Hearing them quarreling in the watch booth, Sanjiu knew that the two of them had a good relationship, and as if afraid of missing someone, she went to Qin Nianjiu's side again, looking for something to praise him, "Ghost Lord Ghost, you're the one with the clothes. The material is really good, the color is also beautiful, and the water pattern embroidered on it is also beautiful!"

... What is wrong with boasting, but the red clothes that Tan Fengyue picked, Tan Fengyue bought, and Tan Fengyue dreamed of.Qin Nianjiu was a little speechless, and replied very stiffly, "Well, it's your good eyesight."

Tan Fengyue responded frankly again, "Indeed."

Sanjiu immediately giggled and went to Xianjun's side.

"..." Qin Nianjiu looked at the big and the young with twitching eyelids, and felt that he shouldn't be soft-hearted earlier, and should let Tan Fengyue show Sanjiu what it means to be ruthless.

But seeing that Sanjiu came back again, stretched out his hand and carefully touched his cuff for a while, his eyes were a little dazed, and he murmured: "It's strange, why did I see the ghost's clothes? To be in a trance, as if sleepy, it's strange, I'm already a ghost, can I still be sleepy?"

Talking about Fengyue is not a ghost, so I can't answer his question. Although Qin Nianjiu has been an old ghost for 67 years, he still doesn't know anything about ghosts. , Do you want to remember something from your previous life?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that this kid had some resentment at first, so he asked Sanjiu: "How much do you remember about your life, the kidnapper who betrayed you?"

When Tan Fengyue heard him ask this question, she knew that his itching habit of doing good deeds had broken again, so she gave him a slight sideways glance.

Sanjiuban leaned on his shoulder, touched the watery curls on his sleeve, and replied vaguely: "Remember a little bit of my name, remember that A Niang loves me, remember that there is a golden candle lamp in front of the bed, I remember the mole on the tip of Kidnapper's nose, how he died, and where he was buried... It's gone."

Qin Nianjiu was a little surprised, "Where do you live, where is your hometown, don't you remember?"

Ghosts would have forgotten everything in their lives, but Sanjiu made up a few easy-to-understand sentences to barely remember his name and burial place. Now, when asked by the ghost king, he had to answer, I could only touch his sleeves and ponder hard like searching for my own soul, "Maybe... there is water?"

...Rivers, lakes, and seas are full of water, and there are many places with water. Isn't this a water ghost?Qin Nianjiu saw that Sanjiu was exhausted in thinking, so he didn't ask him any more, and just started to think about it.

This little water ghost was stolen and sold in a wooden box for transporting cloth. The box is made of solid materials and exquisite workmanship. Presumably the cloth that should have been contained in it should be of great value.When he saw the clothes he was wearing, he felt dizzy again. How did the old lady in the clothes shop boast about the clothes?Polluted Qingjiang, from Qinyuan, Changman Embroidery Workshop... He didn't listen carefully at first, and he didn't pay attention to distinguish the place names in her mouth, but now that he thought about it, didn't they all have the word "water" in them?

He pushed Sanjiu lightly, "Think about it, you live in Qinyuan?"

Only Sanjiu was at a loss, "...can't remember."

Qin Nianjiu had no choice but to ask Tan Fengyue again, "Is there really such a place as Qinyuan?"

Although Tan Fengyue has traveled around for fifty years and is quite familiar with geography, she can't remember every small place name. After thinking about it, she replied: "I don't have any impression of Qinyuan, but there is Qingjiang River. The section closest to here The water area is not too far away, and if the horses change frequently, they can be reached in one night and one day and after midnight."

"Look, Patriarch," Qin Nianjiu blinked fiercely at Tan Fengyue imitating Sanjiu, "You can't get back your memory, I can't get back my bones, it's boring to spend time in this world, why don't you find some merits to earn?"

If he earns a lot of merit, maybe he can use some opportunities to change his life.

Tan Fengyue glanced at him, didn't say anything, just pulled the reins, and diverted the horse to Qingjiang.

It wasn't until he drove half a mile out that he said lightly and calmly: "You have to earn merit, and the wind and the moon are also interesting."