Bone

The horse galloped and carried the people on the carriage into the dusk of the next day.

The setting sun is like a bright goose egg yolk, warming everything in the mountains and rivers, and letting the cooling evening wind drag down the temperature.

Tan Fengyue drove the car all night and all day, at this moment she was leaning on the edge of the carriage, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He had already asked the direction from him, so he was not afraid of going wrong, Qin Nianjiu pulled the reins to slow down the horse a little, so that Tan Fengyue could sleep more comfortably, and pulled a coat he bought for himself from the carriage She came out and covered him up, and took the opportunity to size him up brazenly.

Not to mention, until now, he hasn't seen the sleeping face of this ancestor -- not the one who stretches his arms and kicks his legs and opens his mouth to drool.

It's a pity that he was disappointed, Tan Fengyue slept soundly, her eyes were closed on a handsome face, the expression was the same as when he woke up, it was still cold and indifferent, with thin lips tightly pursed, like a dead person... I hadn't noticed it all the time, but now that he was asleep, with his head tilted slightly, he could see that there seemed to be a red string under his collar, and he didn't know what he was wearing next to his body—it was just a piece of jade on the left.

Qin Nianjiu was a little curious, pondered a few times in his mind, and was about to boldly stretch out his hand to hook the rope out to have a look, when he heard Sanjiu calling him, he quickly withdrew his hand like a thief.

"Ghost Lord Ghost Lord!" Sanjiu made trouble with him and told a story all the way, what Chen Wenyu's Rakshasa private and Dasha's broken eyes had just been quiet for half a moment, then couldn't be idle again, and poked out from the carriage. Come on, "Tell me that stupid story again?"

"Cough," Qin Nianjiu was almost caught doing something bad, and with a guilty conscience, he followed him and said, "...Which passage do you want to listen to?"

Sanjiu tilted her head and thought for a while, "From the beginning?"

"..." Qin Nianjiu opened his mouth and helped his forehead, "I've said it more than a dozen times..."

Already familiar, Sanjiu plunged into his arms, found a comfortable position to lean on, and looked up at him, "Then let's talk about the dream of picking it up?"

Qin Nianjiu couldn't help it, so he had to explain it briefly to him again.

"So, Po Daoyuan is also a sect disciple?" Sanjiu smacked his lips for a while, "Which sect is it?"

Who knows?It's over when it's over, who has the leisure to trace the source, Qin Nianjiu perfunctory him, "Maybe it's some little-known little sect."

Sanjiu nodded, "That's right, otherwise his master wouldn't be living in a small bamboo house."

He asked again: "At the end it was said by Master, who is that 'he'?"

This is an unreal dream, but not his. Qin Nianjiu really didn't know how to answer it, so he could only continue to perfunctory, "Maybe it is a friend of its master."

"Friend?" Sanjiu blinked, "Didn't you say that his master is cold, and he doesn't even want to say a few words? Who would be friends with him?"

"..." Qin Nianjiu was stopped by the question, and after thinking for a while, he said: "...Isn't your immortal gentleman also cold, and you have me as his friend?"

...It's already a fatal friendship, so it should be barely called a friend, right?

This answer made some sense, Sanjiu was persuaded, seeing that Tan Fengyue was asleep and didn't look at this side, so she secretly nodded to Qin Nianjiu, and stopped asking.

But only for a moment, he regained his energy, excitedly tugged at Gui Jun's sleeve, and shouted: "I got it, I got it!"

Qin Nianjiu was afraid that he would talk about Fengyue, so he quickly covered his mouth, "What do you know?"

Sanjiu's mouth was covered, and he whimpered under his palm: "Those eyeballs should be broken!"

"...?" Qin Nianjiu let him go, "What do you say?"

Sanjiu lowered his voice a little, and said mysteriously: "Look, Mr. Ghost, it has been said that the broken way has been silent for more than [-] years and has not appeared. Why did it suddenly appear? There must be a reason... Besides, as soon as you got rid of Dasha and got the eyeballs, it came to you—isn’t it just looking for his eyeballs!”

Thinking about it carefully, those broken eye sockets are indeed empty... Qin Nianjiu shuddered, and was just about to find something to deny his statement for peace of mind, when he heard Tan Fengyue's faint voice, "Yes So what, it’s just that big fish eat small fish. I think you’d better stay away from him, don’t let him swallow you for nourishment.”

Hearing Sanjiu, he hurriedly wrenched out of Qin Nianjiu's arms and hid in the carriage - he still didn't forget to give Qin Nianjiu a wink of "I'll come back when Xianjun falls asleep".

...this scheming brat.Qin Nianjiu looked amused, shook his head, and asked Tan Fengyue: "Why are you awake, don't you sleep more?"

They are chattering here, even the deaf are awake.Tan Fengyue gave him a cool look, she didn't think he was noisy, she just said: "There is a peddler who carries the burden over there, I'll go ask for directions."

He stopped the horse, lifted the clothes covering his body, turned over and got down.

After being quarreled all the way, making a scene all the way, Qin Nianjiu felt a little unaccustomed to it when his ears suddenly became clear.The feeling of loneliness and bleakness when he first entered the boundary came over him bit by bit, forcing him to reach out to lift the curtain, wanting to ask Sanjiu to say a few words to listen, but saw that Sanjiu was already lying on those clothes, in a trance I closed my eyes.

Fortunately, Tan Fengyue didn't go there for a long time, and came back soon, and brought back a bagful of peaches.He sat back on the carriage, leaned over to put the peaches into the carriage, threw another one to the ghost, and said, "There is such a place as Qinyuan, which is seventy miles down from the source of the Qingjiang River."

Qin Nianjiu made gestures with his hand, signaled Sanjiu to sleep, asked him to keep his voice down, and asked, "Are we going in the right direction?"

Why didn't he get this kind of treatment when he was sleeping just now?Tan Fengyue cast another cold glance at him before answering: "It's not far ahead, and we'll arrive in one night."

Qin Nianjiu nodded, thinking about letting the old man sleep more, he took the reins and drove the horse consciously, and did not speak to him again.

Tan Fengyue couldn't sleep anymore, picked a peach from the side, washed it three times with the formula, and tore off the skin gracefully, before putting it in her mouth, she squinted at the person beside her. Yin Hun, "I talked a lot just now, why don't you talk now?"

... What do you mean inside and outside are not human?When the ancestor opened his mouth, Qin Nianjiu naturally didn't dare to disagree, and cupped his hands in a weird manner, "What do you want to talk about? You can't also want to hear my story, right?"

Don't want to talk about Fengyue, but bit Taozi and nodded, "Let's just listen to "The Nightmare of Nightmare".

The co-author is here to inquire about my own illusion.

Thinking of his shady dream, Qin Nianjiu hesitated, hesitated to speak, "...what's so interesting about this..."

"Oh?" Tan Fengyue looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Didn't you say we are friends, why can't you even hear this?"

Qin Nianjiu: "..." You didn't sleep just now?

If you want to go together, this matter really cannot be bypassed.Since it's a matter of time, it's better to say it first, so that this person can be prepared. If this person wants to break up with him after he finds out, it's better to make a plan early... Qin Nianjiu thought about it, and decided to open it mouth, "I... probably saw my previous life, uh, not a good person..."

After talking about the scene of the mountain of corpses and the way he died when he was besieged by sect members, he sighed and gnawed the peach in his hand sullenly, "—that's it. "

Waiting for Tan Fengyue to frown, who knows that he raised his eyebrows, not panicking at all, "That's all?"

Why do you still seem to blame him for making a fuss out of a molehill?Qin Nianjiu's eyebrows twitched, "Hey, no, Patriarch, you have to think about it, it's not as good as having only a beautiful woman in red in your dream. I'm more or less a disaster. If someone from the sect finds out my identity in the future and comes up to seek revenge—"

But I heard Tan Fengyue chuckled, "——afraid what he will do."

Qin Nianjiu was dumbfounded by his smile.

I said earlier that this person is a cold and pure man with an ice soul, extremely cold and pure, but also extremely handsome and elegant. He usually has a straight face that is out of the dust, but now he smiles lightly, and he has all kinds of charms——No, Good-looking is second, he is mainly moved.

Just listen to Tan Fengyue and said: "Since we are on the same road, you should have told me a long time ago. If you meet someone from the sect, not to mention that they can protect you well, it should not be a problem to help you."

Didn't tell him first, didn't he protect himself in front of the Yuyan sect? Qin Nianjiu heard it in his ears, touched his heart, and was even more moved. He didn't want this old ancestor, who was usually not enthusiastic at all, to treat him like this ...Uh, never leave?

He looked at Tan Fengyue with bright eyes, not knowing how to respond, and heard him say: "If there are too many people coming, you can't beat him—"

Why, do you want to live and die with yourself?

"—If you beat him, I can still run."

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

After finishing a sentence, Tan Fengyue saw Qin Nianjiu's dull expression, so she tried to persuade her: "There is still a saying between husband and wife that when a disaster is imminent, they will fly separately—"

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

"Besides, you and I are just friends."

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

"It's better to forget each other in the arena."

Qin Nianjiu: "........."

Too late, the ancestor asked: "By the way, what color clothes were you wearing in your dream?"

What kind of clothes could it be!Clothes soaked in blood!He only wished he could whip the old ancestor like a horse, Qin Nianjiu turned away his head with a face like wax paper, and his heart was ashamed, and rode the horse.

The wheels rolled, rolling up countless smoke and dust.Sanjiu was just squinting in a trance, and was so jolted awake that he rubbed his eyes and came out to look for Qin Nianjiu to hug him, "Ghost Lord Ghost..."

He raised Qin Nianjiu's arm and arched it into his arms, "I seem to have a dream..."

Qin Nianjiu couldn't hear the word "Meng" the most at this moment, and his voice was very stiff, "Oh, what are you seeing?"

"A lamp!" Sanjiu didn't care about his tone, buried his head in his arms, and used his clothes to recall, "That's what I said, the one on the bedside when I was alive—the golden one." , not high, it looks like a lotus flower, with layers of petals, nine layers high..."

Lotus Nine Layers?Qin Nianjiu frowned slightly, isn't this the ever-burning lamp that is often offered in the temple?He asked, "Where you lived before, is there a temple next to it?"

Sanjiu didn't remember, he answered vaguely that maybe it should be possible.

Come on, anyway, let's go to the temple first when we get to the place.Qin Nianjiu held Sanjiu in his arms, patted him and squinted his eyes, "Go back to sleep, maybe I can remember something."

But Sanjiu couldn't fall asleep either, her big eyes blinked and she kept asking questions, "Ghost Lord Ghost, what kind of place is Qinyuan? Is it lively? Is it busy? Is there a lot of people?" ?Is it fun?"

How could Qin Nianjiu be able to answer this well? Just as he was about to find something to coax him out of the topic, Tan Fengyue stretched out his hand and lifted Sanjiu away.

He put Sanjiu to his side, asked him to sit upright, and answered for him, "I heard from the peddler that Qinyuan is a small town specializing in cloth production. Although the place is not big and the population is small, But still very rich and prosperous.”

Sanjiu never dared to lean on Xianjun, nor dared to pull his clothes, just sat obediently, raised his head and asked: "Since the wealth and prosperity are prosperous, why is the place not big and the population not large?"

Qin Nianjiu was a little tired, so he didn't respond, he only raised his eyebrows and said that they were all kidnapped and sold!I also heard Tan Fengyue said: "It is said that this Qinyuan Town was originally just a garden attached to a small town, which was used to weave cloth for the owner. Somehow, the small town fell into depression and collapsed. On the contrary, their garden has developed and become a self-contained garden. A town."

Sanjiu had a lot of questions, "What kind of city is that small town? Then they only weave cloth? Then..."

Tan Fengyue was not in a hurry to answer him, but reached out and took the rein from Qin Nianjiu's hand, "Keep your voice down, let your ghost king sleep for a while, and I will answer you."

……

The sky is getting dark, the birds are returning to their nests, the road ahead is dark, but the horse is walking steadily with every step.

Sure enough, it is still good in the world, not as desolate as the border, not as lonely as the border, with the sound of the wind, the sound of horseshoes, the sound of wheels, the sound of insects... There are voices.Qin Nianjiu listened to the big and small whispering questions and answers, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and the sleepiness in his heart changed from light to heavy, and together with Night Breeze, he fell asleep.