Bone

Even though he asked this question, Gong Buwang still didn't want to directly admit that he had a problem, coughed lightly, turned his head away, and added in an attempt to cover up: "...just listening to the novelty, so I just asked."

Seeing that she had taken the bait and she was done, Tan Fengyue didn't bother to speak anymore, she suppressed the shame on her face, gave Qin Nianjiu a cold wink, and retreated to the side.

... No, why did you leave the mess to him?Qin Nianjiu stared at the old ancestor speechlessly, then turned around with a smile, "Oh, it's nothing special, but divination, traveling around to find clues, and using the spell to enter dreams It's just the past—"

Travel around looking for clues?In this way, it is no wonder that they entered Qingyuan City by mistake in the first place...Gong Buwang's doubts subsided a little, and he asked again: "You are a ghost, it is normal not to remember the past... What did he lose? memory?"

Qin Nianjiu spread his hands, "Isn't he accompanying him to find the reason?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when it was mentioned, Tan Fengyue remembered that strange dream again, her expression was dripping with gloom, and she turned her face away.

Self-disclosure of weaknesses can teach people a sense of intimacy, and similar situations can easily lead people to feel sympathy for each other. Gongbu listened to Qin Nianjiu's frank answer, and took the expression on Tan Fengyue's face as depression that could not find the reason, and his heart couldn't help it I was a little more convinced, and asked further: "Then, do you have some clues?"

Although the purpose is to get her into the game, if you answer too much, it will inevitably make her suspicious... Thinking of this, Qin Nianjiu answered truthfully, "Only a little bit, more detailed... I have to continue to search Searching."

The expression on his face and the words he answered were all watertight, Gong Buwang's expression was a little shaken, and he didn't speak again for a long time, only lowered his eyes and turned the cigarette stick in his hand lightly, as if he was weighing.

It has come to this point, it is better to speak clearly.Qin Nianjiu thought about it for a while, and said straightforwardly: "To tell you the truth, old...cough, the reason why Tan Fengyue has such speculations is because the palace girl often forgets what she said to me, especially when she mentioned the past—— It's like having amnesia. Maybe the girl didn't notice it herself?"

... Although the origin of these two people is unknown, they have both made poisonous oaths.Words have spirit, and vows cannot be violated——if the price of "not being a human being" and "not being able to die well" is just to harm her, it would be too unworthy.Gong Buwang remained silent, but finally looked at Qin Nianjiu in the blink of an eye.

If you don't say anything, it's the default.Finally pulling her onto the thief boat, Qin Nianjiu heaved a sigh of relief, and clicked his tongue pretending to be emotional, "The three of us are really, the same people who have fallen into the world..."

Gong Buwang just snorted coldly and didn't answer his words.

Now that she had been tricked into boarding the boat, Qin Nianjiu originally wanted to suggest that it would be better to investigate the strange carriages and horses outside the city first, but he was afraid that it would cause her amnesia and teach her such a long time would be in vain, so he suppressed his impatience and spoke. Bypassed, "Hey, speaking from experience—divination is not accurate, and it's not easy to fall asleep in this broad daylight. I think we'd better put this matter aside for the time being and finish the work at hand first. Hey, Old Tan, didn’t you say you want to help deliver the goods?”

Tan Fengyue, who was blowing wind at the side, said: "..."

...How could he have forgotten that this ghost still has a heart of "conscientiousness".He gave Qin Nianjiu a complicated look, and finally walked over resignedly, "Yes."

It doesn't matter whether he wants to continue to deliver the goods by approaching the carriages and horses, or whether he has to concentrate on completing the job, Qin Nianjiu is not lazy at all, holding a black umbrella and following the dead souls, running back and forth, talking about love and moon He also found a place by the door and stood there, and condescendingly borrowed a gust of wind to help transport the boxes one by one out of the formation.

They were busy working on that side, Gong Buwang would never personally participate in it, he just leaned against the tree from a distance to monitor their busyness, there was still a bit of suspicion and vigilance in his eyes.

Time passed slowly with the work, and a formation seemed to divide the two worlds inside and outside the city.In the dark doorway that seems to be able to swallow light, there are vaguely visible figures coming and going.Holding an umbrella in one hand, Qin Nianjiu trotted to the door with a wooden box in his other hand, and then put the box in the door opening, when he saw several hands stretched out and quickly dragged the box away.

Seeing that Gong Buwang was standing quite far away, he took a breath, took the opportunity to lower his voice and asked Tan Fengyue who was standing by the door, "How is it, did you find anything else wrong?"

The dead souls lined up were still putting boxes in the doorway one after another. Tan Fengyue watched the wooden boxes disappear out of thin air, and glanced at Qin Nianjiu with a little dissatisfaction, "We are inside, and the carriages and horses are outside, what else can we do?" discovery?"

"I want to go out and see directly..." Qin Nianjiu said in a sullen voice, "but that Gong Buwang is still staring at the two of us, she must think that we are talking about escaping from the city when she runs out at this juncture. Lie to her - wouldn't that be a failure."

If it’s really just to get out of the city, it’s already standing by the door, and it’s not impossible to just go out, but the ban on Sanjiu hasn’t been found a way to lift it... It seems that today he can’t find out the strange horses and horses outside, he has a headache He knocked his forehead with his hand, sighed sadly, and scolded annoyingly, "Her amnesia is also very troublesome, and she will get sick whenever she encounters something important... Don't say she told us to check the carriage, I will I'm afraid that if I accidentally say something wrong, it will make her forget everything I said today!"

It's really troublesome... Tan Fengyue thought about it, "——it's not impossible."

While muttering, Gong Buwang suddenly appeared beside them, and said in a cold voice, "What are you talking about furtively?"

Being caught for being lazy, Qin Nianjiu was a little guilty and silent, but Tan Fengyue cut to the point and said honestly: "Talking about you."

"...Oh?" Gong Buwang raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about about me?"

"Liaochengzhu's amnesia." Tan Fengyue said unhurriedly, "Since we want to find a way to help the city lord recover some memories, we must first obtain the city lord's approval-but if the city lord has even forgotten this... it will be a bit difficult. done."

……really.Gong Buwang frowned slightly, and heard him say: "However, there is a solution to this."

This person is really inexplicably annoying, even if he says a word, he has to shut up... Gong Buwang looked at him with cold eyes, "How to explain?"

"It's easy to say. The simplest and most stupid way," Tan Fengyue slowly fanned, "Isn't it enough to write it down?"

Step by step, he followed Gong Buwang all the way back to the Buwang Pavilion.It is not difficult to see that she prefers red, with red makeup and red lips, not to mention the different red clothes on her body, even the Buwang Pavilion where she lives is decorated with red everywhere, veils, vases, screens... As far as the eye can see, the main tone is red, stepping into the pavilion, it seems like stepping into a new house on a happy day.

The top of the pavilion is built in the style of a gazebo. Several big red pillars support glazed cornices, and the surroundings are ventilated. The railings are full of red flowers, and there is a mahogany square table in the middle.Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue were in the blush, sitting side by side at the table silently, looking at the scenery from a height for a while, and looking around for various furnishings in the pavilion.Gong Buwang sat across from them and was busy writing.

Not long after, she put down the pen with an unkind expression, wiped the ink on the paper, and handed it to the two of them, "...Is this so?"

Looking down, the handwriting on the paper was like hers, sharp and full of arrogance. She roughly wrote down the matter that she found that her memory was damaged or had amnesia, and then briefly wrote a few sentences about the solution proposed by Tan and Qin... Although the content is brief and perfunctory, it is enough.

Qin Nianjiu said "um, um" a few times, carefully put the pardon-like paper aside to dry, thought for a while, took another set of paper and pen, and suggested: "Since you want to help the palace Girls are looking for clues, so naturally they have to ask and answer. Gong girls often don’t remember what they said, and if they suddenly forget something, the conversation will be cut off... Why don’t you write it all down, so that the girl can see clearly by herself?”

There is some truth in what he said, but what about this posture... Gong Buwang frowned, leaned forward and snatched the pen in his hand, and said displeasedly: "You must be interrogating a prisoner? I will write it down myself!"

... He was ill-considered.Qin Nianjiu always pushed the paper to her in embarrassment, "You remember, you remember."

Just finding out that there is something wrong with him is enough to make people irritated, but to listen to the question as if being interrogated... Gong Buwang snorted coldly, and hung up his pen impatiently, "Ask."

... Then again, what should I ask.You can't ask about the horses and horses, you can't ask about what you did after the age of 12, and you can't ask whoever you are waiting for... The way of asking and answering is really too similar to interrogating a prisoner. Qin Nianjiu was afraid of offending her, so he used a relatively The casual tone seemed to be just chatting with her, "Miss Gong, besides Qingyuan, where else has she been?"

"...Why do you ask this." Gong Buwang frowned and wrote down his question, and answered while writing, "From Wu'an in the east, Lishui in the west, Yuansha in the south, and Boling in the north..." She He reported several place names in a row until he got tired of writing, so he put the pen aside, "There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the journey with the sword is only two days away. Is there any place that I haven't been to?"

Edgeworth?Tan Fengyue, who had been distracted by watching the scenery, turned her head, Qin Nianjiu also looked at her in surprise, and asked cautiously: "...Are you going to travel?"

This question is completely ridiculous, Gong Buwang glanced at him, and said sneeringly: "How can I be so careless, of course I want to..."

... of course what to do?

Seeing that she was about to fall into emptiness again, Qin Nianjiu hastily stretched out his hand and tugged her lightly, "Don't think about it, don't think about it, let's talk about something else. For example..." I'm afraid that if I don't make it right, it will cause her to get sick again. He was very embarrassed and chose a safer topic, "Uh, what happened when the girl was a child?"

"……Um."

His head was aching, and Gong Buhuang looked sluggish, and he didn't want to speak any more. He just rested his hand on his forehead, and took a pen to write down some trifles on the paper.

……

——In Qingyuan, although the city was small, it was prosperous enough, and it was even more lively during the festivals.Dad would put her on his neck and go shopping with mother to enjoy the lanterns.The lights are bright and colorful, and there are many shadows.

——Daddy is the lord of the city, and she is the only daughter in the family. She is loved and loved, and everything she eats, wears and uses is top-grade, and she is rich and carefree.

——Even the Taoists who wandered here saw her and praised her for its clarity and excellent bones.

……and then?

She flicked the tip of the pen, and an irregular ink flower bloomed on the paper.

The memories of childhood reappeared in front of my eyes one by one, vividly—and what happened next?What happened afterwards?Why had she never paid attention to it?Where did the people in Qingyuan go, and why did they gather the souls of the dead? Wasn't she the lord of Qingyuan, how did she become the lord of the ghost city? !

Her brain was bursting with pain, as if it was about to explode, causing her to drop the pen heavily, and glared at Qin Nianjiu angrily, "What's the use of writing this down!"

Still can't remember anything!

Qin Nianjiu has learned a lot since his resurrection, but he still doesn't know how to coax girls, so he said a little at a loss, "...uh, this..."

Tan Fengyue, who has been staying out of the matter, frowned and interjected, "What's the use of the city lord getting angry at him?"

Gong Buwangyuan didn't really like talking about Fengyue, and at the moment his heart was filled with anger, and he was even more annoyed when he refuted him, his eyes were a little red, "I'm angry at him, what does it have to do with you?!"

"It's true that I have nothing to do with it." Tan Fengyue said in a cold voice, "It's just that the city lord is being unreasonable, so I'm just saying something fair."

Gong Buwang couldn't help but get angry, and slapped the table, "You!"

Tan Fengyue raised her eyebrows, "Me?"

...Hey, why are you arguing?Qin Nianjiu didn't follow at all, and looked at them both blankly, thinking of keeping Gongbuwang first, he quietly gave Tan Fengyue a hand, and said in a low voice: "...Say less! "

They smoothed things over again, "Miss Gong, don't worry, this road is blocked, find another way... can't you still go to see it in your dreams?"

Tan Fengyue glanced at this good-tempered ghost lightly, and turned away.

Gong Buhuang knew in her heart that she was making trouble for no reason and had vented her anger on others, but she was always proud and arrogant, and she never wanted to admit that she was at fault, so she let out another cold snort and turned her head away.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Qin Nianjiu looked at the two people who hated each other with a headache, he didn't know what to do, so he had to repeat the words of "this way is not going to work", and then asked: "... What do you think, Miss Gong?"

Still no answer.

After a while, Gong Buwang suddenly stood up, turned around and left.

... This is, being pissed off by that ancestor?Qin Nianjiu looked at her leaving back in confusion, but saw her stop abruptly, turned her head halfway and said coldly: "Since you want to fall asleep and don't go back to the bedroom, are you two planning to let me sleep on the ground here? "