Bone

It is worthy of being a bedroom of a palace, with layers of light and thin veils, all kinds of red, all kinds of red, like clumps of flames fluttering with the wind, dazzling in front of people's eyes.

A paper talisman to aid sleep was burning in the stove, and the smoke rose slowly, blending with the sweet fragrance in her room, floating in the air.Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue stood behind a carved screen, looked in from a distance through the heavy veil, vaguely saw Gong Buwang surrounded by thousands of reds, sleeping peacefully on the soft bed.

"...how do you say, walking?" Qin Nianjiu lowered his voice very softly, and asked Tan Fengyue with a little worry, "...but if I bring her into the dream awake, she will What should I do if I was sick in the past?"

It is not accurate to say that Gong Buwang's "memory is damaged". When she sees the past, she feels restless, causing the realm of fantasy and dreams to lose stability, but there is no guarantee that she will not drag them into a deep nightmare...

"The eyeballs belong to you now. Who do you want to make a dream for and who do you want to bring into a dream? Isn't it all a matter of your own thought?" Tan Fengyue doesn't like to smell that sweet fragrance, and gently drives away the smell with a fan without hesitation, " She's asleep, hurry up."

The dream-entry technique has only been tried once, and this ancestor trusts him too much... Qin Nianjiu rolled his eyes at him and grabbed his wrist, "That's an offence."

……

Gong Buwang doesn't have only one complaint in her heart like breaking the way, and she doesn't forget the past at all like talking about love, so the fantasy dreams she creates are chaotic and diverse. Involved in a vortex and turbulence, the pictures overlapped and quickly passed by.

All of a sudden, the mixed colors in front of my eyes were spread out in an instant, and they all returned to their positions, and the frenzied air flow calmed down in an instant, turning into a passing breeze.

Looking up, the mountains are covered with white snow and greenery. When you look back, the white snow and greenery all recede into the distant view, and a dancing red shadow nearby is extremely eye-catching.

It was Gong Buwang who was practicing sword in the open space.

Gone was the lifeless aura on her body, she tied her black hair behind her head, her red lips were tightly pursed, her figure was nimble, and her long sword broke the wind.

... long sword?

Beside an old snow-covered tree, Tan Fengyue helped Qin Nianjiu who was not standing still in time, looked around, and frowned slightly after seeing the scene in front of him, "...how does this mountain scene look familiar? ?”

Qin Nianjiu recovered from the turbulent flow, turned his head to look around, and said in bewilderment, "Isn't the scenery all over the mountains like this, pine forests, snow fields... nothing special."

"...Really." Tan Fengyue glanced at Shan Qingbai again, and heard the ghost beside her say strangely: "Hey, she really uses a sword!"

...what kind of brain is this.Tan Fengyue looked at him speechlessly, "She even carried the sword to fly, it's not the sword, so could it be you?"

"Hey!" Qin Nianjiu poked him hard with the handle of an umbrella in the slightest bit of impoliteness, "Irreverent!"

While fighting, Gong Buwang, who was practicing sword over there, turned around, the tip of the sword almost brushed Tan Fengyue's arm and sent it out, hovered in the air for a second, picked another sword flower, and took it away neatly Looking at them, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing standing there furtively, pretending that I can't find out?"

...? !

Can she see them? !Qin Nianjiu immediately lost his composure and stared at her dumbfounded, but saw a man coming out from behind the old tree beside them, and said with a smile: "Junior sister is very alert."

...Oh, it's okay, it's not that they found them——

Wait, junior sister?Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue looked at each other: Is she also from the sect?

It's no wonder that she has such a regular schedule, every move and every move has rules to follow. The reason why she has been to so many places must be to get rid of chaos... Then why does she hate sect members so much?

The man who called her junior sister was wearing a blue robe, holding a long cloth bag in his arms, and his whole body was as gentle as jade. Even if he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel a smile on his face.He threw the cloth bag in his hand to Gong Buwang, and said in a very gentle voice, "Here's a new one for you, open it and have a look."

Gong Buwang firmly held the cloth bag in his hand, curled his lips and snorted coldly, "I said why I haven't seen you for a few days, and I didn't do my homework—so I went to do this."

Seeing that she was thinking of herself, the man smiled lightly, "Take a look."

Not being polite to him at all, she tore off the layers of wrapping cloth one by one, and the cold sword came out, like a ray of light wrapped in the cloth, which made her exclaim uncontrollably, "... so beautiful!"

Why don't you praise the sword, but the beauty?Qin Nianjiu has never been able to restrain his curiosity, so he leaned closer to have a look, and saw that the blade of the sword was as sharp as thin ice, and the body was curved like a snake, with a few plum blossoms hollowed out on it, and wood grain patterns carved on the hilt—— A plum blossom sword is really exquisite!

With such a spiritual sword in front of his eyes, thinking that he could only make do with a broken black umbrella, he couldn't help but feel a sense of envy in his heart, staring at the sword almost unable to take his eyes off, admiring, "Wow, this senior brother is not only a nice person, The skill of making swords is too good!"

"The skills are really superb..." Tan Fengyue only agreed with the second half of the sentence, and looked at him sideways, "Where did you come to the conclusion that you are a good person?"

Qin Nianjiu looked back strangely, "The things you create follow your heart. If he can create such a delicate and exquisite spirit sword, how bad is his instinct?"

"It's hard to say..." Tan Fengyue took a closer look at the sword, and frowned slightly, "Look at the plum blossom carved on the sword, the inner edge is also opened, not to mention that it can bleed blood when stabbed into a person, but it can be pierced into it. The pain inside the ghost also intensifies—beautiful is beautiful, but a little sinister."

... After all, it is about Fengyue and ancestors.Qin Nianjiu couldn't help being surprised, "I didn't even see it..."

Gong Buwang obviously didn't notice this, his face was full of joy, he held the spirit sword over and over and looked at it again and again, "I'm afraid even the younger brother will be jealous after seeing it!"

Having obtained the spirit sword from the senior brother, the first sentence praised the beauty, but the second sentence mentioned the younger brother, it is too much...Tan Qin and the two looked at the blue-clothed senior brother, but he still said with a smile: "You know he won't be jealous."

Gong Buwang was silent for a while, lowered his eyes and caressed the finely carved wood grain on the hilt in his hand, and when he raised his head again, he returned to that arrogant look, raised his chin and said: "You still talk about junior brother, senior brother?" You will hide your secrets, when will you teach me how to forge a sword?"

"You," Senior Brother Lan Yi shook his head, and laughed again, "It's enough to teach you to burn a few glazed bracelets in a furnace, but casting a sword is a laborious task, not to mention laborious, and it's also very messy. You are used to being arrogant and indulgent, how can you suffer so much?"

Being said to be arrogant and indulgent, Gong Buwang was not annoyed. He just laughed and let out a sigh as if remembering something, "Don't tell me when the furnace is on! I just pinched a few earrings and they are still waiting to be burned. ... When will you turn on the furnace next time?"

"This..." Senior Brother Lan Yi placed his hand on his chin pretending to be embarrassed, "I just forged this sword for you, and there is nothing to make recently..."

But seeing that Gong Buwang's phoenix eyes rolled sideways, showing a little anxious look, he couldn't put it on any longer, and said with a broken smile: "I'm kidding you. If you want to burn something, just tell me directly, and I'll raise the furnace for you. "

Gong Buwang laughed when he heard it, and he was only thinking about the beautiful glazed things, and said to her senior brother without complacency: "However, after a few days of practice, I can now carve a peony flower shape." ——When I become more proficient in my skills, I will make you some sword pendants... What do you want?"

Senior Brother Lanyi smiled and answered her gently, "It's all good."

Gong Buwang frowned and raised his eyebrows, pretending to be angry: "What shape does it look like?"

Seeing her staring at him, Senior Brother Lan Yi smiled again, seemingly casually said: "Then... Plum Blossom?"

Gong Buwang is as proud and beautiful as a plum, with such an explicit affection, even Qin Nianjiu at the side noticed some clues, turned around and asked Fengyue suspiciously, "Is he... interested in her?"

Just noticed?Tan Fengyue looked at him, "Or is it interested in you?"

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

But Luo Hua is ruthless, even the bystanders have discovered the fact, but Gong Buwang didn't think about it at all, he nodded seriously, and laughed and teased him, "Plum blossom sword is exchanged for plum blossom pendant, brother, this is a loss. "

Brother Lan Yi didn't show any abnormality, and nodded kindly, "It's a loss."

"Hmm..." Gong Buwang kept the matter of making the sword pendant in her heart, tilted her head and thought for a moment, "It's a bit of a waste to open the furnace just to burn a few ear pendants... I have it!" She beat her palm, "Junior brother is not needed... how about you cast a spirit sword for our nephew too?"

Brother Lanyi's smiling voice was still warm, but he didn't really respond, he just tapped the plum blossom sword in her hand, "It depends on the time of day to cast a sword, so let's talk about it when the time comes. I'd better try your new sword first before it's too late." conveniently."

Gong didn't doubt that there was it, and he thought it was he who agreed, and his red lips parted, "Okay."

Under the blue sky and orange sun, in the white snow and green forest, the spirit sword moved, and the red shadow moved.The clouds scattered, the snow rose, and the leaves fell.

Gong Buwang's clothes fluttered, as if she was dancing with the sword. Gradually, the sword in her hand seemed to merge with her, and it was no longer clear whether it was human intention or the sword's automatic movement.

While silk snow and broken leaves fluttered, she took half a step back, bent her arms sideways, and when she made a move again, she saw a swift and violent spiritual light sweeping across, splitting several old pine trees in the distance and breaking them in half.

The luxuriant pine branches fell to the ground with a bang, splashing snow and the sky, and the flock of birds perched on the trees fluttered their wings in shock and sang crisply and chaotically.Gong Buwang withdrew his momentum, turned around and jumped towards her senior brother briskly, his excitement was beyond words, "——It really is a good sword!"

Senior brother in blue smiled and said, "It's because junior sister has always been diligent, and her cultivation has improved a lot."

After being praised, Gong Buwang raised his red lips and raised his chin proudly, "Of course! Junior brother's cultivation level is far behind me... But I see, in time, I will be able to catch up with you, senior brother." Already!"

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener seemed to smile calmly, but the fingers hanging by his side slightly curled up, and then let go.

This is not as boring as the story written in the storybook. Qin Nianjiu looked at this scene, and tugged Tan Fengyue's sleeve in a funny way, "This Gongbuwang is not very good at talking. He obviously wants her, but she wants to Mentioning her junior brother... see, it makes people unhappy."

Tan Fengyue responded to his comments casually, but she was thinking in her heart: Is the slight displeasure he showed really just for this?

"However, I didn't find anything wrong here..." The two over there were still chatting and joking, but Qin Nianjiu still remembered that they were here to search for clues for the palace, and they didn't just focus on watching the show, but looked around Turn around, "Isn't it an ordinary scene in the sect?"

Tan Fengyue tapped her palm lightly with a folding fan, without any surprise, "Gong Buwang still has all the memories, we just saw a fragment of it, how could it happen to be related to her death. You wonder Just a thought, how many more dreams do you want to see?"

"……Too."

Qin Nianjiu felt reasonable, nodded, and took another look at the two people over there who were performing "I Yue Jun Xi Jun I Don't Know", just about to start the idea of ​​changing dreams, when he heard a clear and bright young voice from not far away It sounded, "—Master Uncle! Junior Uncle!"

Tan Fengyue was startled, Qin Nianjiu was also scalped and almost jumped up.The two looked back together, and saw a young man with a blurry face trotting over, panting, "You, you are here!"

The cliff is so big, if it wasn't for the loud noise of trees falling from here, he really doesn't know how long it would take to find it... He braked quickly, straightened his body, and saluted the two respectfully, "Master Ancestor I need to find the two senior uncles."

After delivering the message, he relaxed his posture a little, took a deep breath, made a gesture of wiping his sweat, and said in a low voice: "Master is waiting in Fuxiaotang, he seems to be angry... Let's hurry up Let's go!"

Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue stared dumbfoundedly at the young man who came to deliver the message, their eyes filled with disbelief.

This size, this bone type, this voice—

he……

Is he broken? !