Bone

Gong Buwang hadn't tasted alcohol for a long time, he was really drunk, he coughed and vomited all the way, he was in a mess.But Tan Fengyue, who walked all the way with the man in red on her back in the dream, avoided it at a distance at the moment, and didn't have the slightest intention to come to help, lest the dirt get on her body.

If he behaved like this, in normal times, Qin Nianjiu would have teased and blamed him a few words, but at this time he didn't make a sound, he just dragged and tugged in a hurry, and finally drew a picture. "Shrink the ground into an inch", and brought Gong Buwang back to the Buwang Pavilion.

Once back in the bedroom, Gong Buwang was smothered by the sweet fragrance in his own room, immediately bowed his head and vomited all over the floor——Tan Fengyue finally couldn't stand it anymore, and helped him make a clear formula to clean up the filth all over the place, Qin Nianjiu, who was at the side, was flustered for a while, and after half an hour of tossing, Gong Buwang fell on the bed refreshed, watching her fall into a drowsy sleep.

Finally, Gongbuwang is settled, and one of the troubles has been solved, but there are still more unresolved problems.There was a little distance between Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue, and he looked at him with a little hesitation, "Uh, now...?"

"Now that we're here," Tan Fengyue said bluntly, "Let's go to the back mountain to explore."

Seeing that he didn't intend to bring up his injury at all, Qin Nianjiu opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, and still followed him at a distance, leaving Buwang Pavilion step by step, and then walked around to the back mountain step by step.

The red Buwang Pavilion was gradually covered by the greenery of the mountains and forests. Tan Fengyueyuan only cared about shuttling through the dense forests, but suddenly found that Qin Nianjiu was not walking side by side with her as usual, but followed him not far away. After leaving the back, I couldn't help but look back at him, "I didn't see where the aura went, so why am I leading the way?"

"Oh...yes." Seeing the aura, Qin Nianjiu hurriedly walked a few steps, led to Tan Fengyue, followed the direction where the aura disappeared, but seemed to throw Tan Fengyue away behind him unintentionally some.

Tan Fengyue frowned, and quickly followed Qin Nianjiu, "What is Tianzun doing?"

Qin Nianjiu didn't dare to move his eyes away from him, he just looked straight ahead and spoke in a flustered manner, "...Isn't this...you are actually a pig, ah no, you are really... an immortal?... "

I thought he was extraordinary and looked like a banished immortal, but I didn't expect that he really came from the sky... Thinking that he is a villainous and resentful person, not only has he offended this fairy in recent days, Eat what he has, use what he has to live with him, and even make insulting remarks to him several times - I am really afraid.

... After waiting for him all the way, are you afraid?Tan Fengyue knocked on the ghost with a silver fan, pulled him a little closer, frowned and said: "Why do you believe what the palace doesn't say?"

"...Her conjecture is not entirely groundless." Qin Nianjiu still didn't look at him, and moved a little further away, even answering with restraint, "Look at you, let's not talk about advanced cultivation. I don’t remember the past, only the memories of these 52 years—the age of the bones is 52 years old... If you were taken out of the fairy bones 52 years ago and regained the mortal bones, wouldn’t it all make sense—”

He didn't know what he was talking about, but he just looked at Qin Nianjiu strangely, "So what. Why are you hiding from me?"

"..."

Did the patriarch understand the situation? Why did he act as if avoiding him was more important than being an immortal... Qin Nianjiu was speechless for a while, and finally turned his head to look at him, pointed at himself, "I, the underground ghost .”

He pointed to Tan Fengyue again, "You, the fairy king in the sky."

"Well, I got it." Tan Fengyue looked at his fingers swiping back and forth, and didn't think there was any problem at all. "Aren't the immortals in the sky and the ghosts in the underground now all mortals in the world. So what?"

"..." Qin Nian couldn't continue to refute for a long time, and he ground his molars, "It's nothing. Let's focus on finding the source of the spiritual power first."

"En." Tan Fengyue nodded, and saw that he was still standing quite far away, so she condescended and walked to his side.

Although he said "nothing", Qin Nianjiu still didn't relax, his head was drooping and he didn't know what he was thinking, the two walked side by side, speechless for a while.

In fact, Gong Buwang blurted out his drunken words and talked about Fengyue. On the contrary, he was also surprised for a moment, but... Suppose he really cultivated in the past, and because of a mistake, he was removed from the fairy bones and demoted. Fanlai, one is that he has not forgotten the spell and curse, and his cultivation level is still there, and the other is that he is still in human body, and has not fallen into the realm of animals and ghosts-it shouldn't be any serious fault after all.Then the only question is: First, why was he demoted to the lower realm?Second, the way of heaven is dark, why did he meet Heng Jian and Gong Buwang, two old people who seem to be related to his past, in the world?

……

There is nowhere to find the answer for the time being, and it is useless to think about it. He calmly withdrew his thoughts, focused on the present, and heard the ghost beside him say: "Well... it should be near here. Have you noticed anything strange?"

Qingyuan City was built on the mountain, close to the source of the Qingjiang River. They are standing on the back of the mountain near the water. They only need to lower their heads, and in the moonlight, they can see the floating islands under the mountain divided by tangled waterways. The waterway is narrow and wide, converging into the Qingjiang River, winding towards the sea.

"It's not unusual," Tan Fengyue looked around, then looked down at the exceptionally calm river, frowning slightly, "It's the Feng Shui here..."

Qin Nianjiu is not as proficient in Feng Shui Dao as he is, and he can't see any way other than the good Feng Shui here, so he can only look at him in confusion, "What do you say?"

Tan Fengyue looked up at the stars in the sky, and then compared the distance to the corresponding landing point, and said that it was really good, "The mountains have dragon marrow, and the water has dragon marrow. , The water dragon enters the sea, and the sea dragon counts... The dragon produces the dragon body, the dragon consumes the dragon god, good luck is bad, no wonder—”

Qin Nianjiu could barely see that the feng shui in the house was okay, but those who went to the mountains and rivers had no way to go, and those who heard his "dragon" coming and "dragon" going were almost stunned by the "dragon". Said: "...I've only heard of a kind of snack called Dragon Beard Candy, is it delicious?"

Tan Fengyue: "..."

...Where did this idiot ghost come from? How come he hasn't even eaten a dragon beard candy? It's too pitiful—no, now is not the time to think about it.He rubbed his forehead with a headache, and briefly explained to him: "The feng shui of the mountain is good, and the feng shui of the river is good. It is an excellent feng shui. It is not false to say that Qingjiang will suffer from floods..."

Just as he was talking, he saw Qin Nianjiu looking at him with the eyes of "why didn't you speak human words earlier", he couldn't help being speechless, "..."

But Qin Nianjiu didn't look at him again, he rested his chin and pondered, "...it can be used to keep the whole formation running non-stop, the source of the spiritual power must be extraordinary... This place has good feng shui... Could it be through What kind of formation has been set up for this feng shui power?..."

The word "formation" popped slightly in his mind, and suddenly, he remembered that Qingyuan City, like the Chen Mansion, could not gather spiritual energy to create a illusory formation, so he couldn't help but raised his eyes to Tan Fengyue stiffly, with the corners of his mouth The arc of the circle is also very stiff, "...There should be a sacrificial array here, right?"

Tan Fengyue heard him murmuring in front of him, and also thought of a place with him, pondering: "...It is not impossible."

... Judging from the location of the sacrificial array on the mountain behind the Chen family, if there is a sacrificial array here, it must be located in a place with the best geomantic omen.Qin Nianjiu was still concerned about the difference between immortals and ghosts, so he didn't dare to do it again, he just poked Tan Fengyue's arm lightly with his finger, "Hey, can you ask the fairy to lead the way?"

At first he was called Patriarch or Old Tan, but now he is being rude...Tan Fengyue used to think that he was offensive, but now seeing his cautious appearance, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, eyes He lowered his head slightly, made some calculations, and then pointed in a direction, "It should be over there."

Go forward for tens of zhang, and go back for a few steps, and you will see a mountain nest, with ice curtain stone waterfall in the stream, and a small pool is formed below, the water rushes into the pool quickly, and the water mist splashes countless.

The water waterfall was rushing, Tan Fengyue carefully calculated the position according to the sky and stars, walked gradually along the bank of the pool, and stood beside a stone waterfall, looking at the water curtain with some uncertainty, slightly frowning: " Is it...inside?"

Qin Nianjiu has a straight gut and is used to being straightforward when dealing with strangers. Quan took his uncertainty as an embarrassment because he didn't want to wade in. He heroically gave up the black umbrella and stuffed it into his hand, "Xianjun, please !"

...What can this broken umbrella block?Tan Fengyue looked at the broken umbrella in her hand without a word, then looked at the rapid waterfall, changed the broken umbrella to her left hand, grabbed the ghost with her right hand, and circled him to her shoulder, "Tianzun follow me!" What are you being polite about?"

After speaking, he raised a black umbrella, covered the two of them, and dragged Qin Nianjiu through the water curtain.

Without the irrigation and support of resentment, the black umbrella is just an ordinary broken umbrella, which can't cover anything at all.After passing through the water curtain and standing on the ground, the two of them were already covered in water.

The mountain spring is clear, not as wet and sticky as wine, and it doesn't feel too uncomfortable when it touches your body.Tan Fengyue Shi Shiran dried her hair and cleaned her clothes with a small technique, and then looked at the drowned Qin Nianjiu, and returned the black umbrella to him, "Thank you."

"..." Qin Nianjiu was drenched in water, his head covered his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at him, "...This umbrella is a bit torn, it can cover you alone, but you insisted on bringing me here..."

"Since we are friends, it is natural to share the blessings of the gods, and the hardships of the ghosts—" Tan Fengyue said innocently, and raised her eyebrows again, "Why, Tianzun doesn't want to?"

... It's also a blessing to share with the gods, but it's hard to be a ghost, and it doesn't matter whether he is tall or not, this resentful man can climb up!Qin Nianjiu rolled his eyes at him, but his heart calmed down inexplicably, and he responded perfunctorily with the almighty "creating something out of nothing" in the air. where they are.

In the warm colors, you can see that they seem to have stepped into a cave with a narrow entrance, but a large and deep inside.The inner caves are criss-crossed, with long and thin stone pillars hanging down from the top, and an underground river is flowing in the distance, giving people a sense of oppression and urgency for no reason.

...doesn't look like a good place anyway.Qin Nianjiu vainly dragged the clump of flames, unintentionally shielding Tan Fengyue behind him, and walked into the depths carefully and slowly.

... I have said it many times before, so that this ghost will not stand in front of me whenever it encounters danger. It is good now, it has already blocked it before it is in danger... Tan Fengyue's eyes are complicated Looking at his back, thinking to himself, it's better than avoiding him, so he pinched out a small fire, but it was not used for lighting, but kindly dried Qin Nianjiu's undried hair for Qin Nianjiu .

The tiny flames flowed like water between the fingers, not scorching hot, just lukewarm.He looked down at the flames in his hands, and slowly frowned—that day he was trapped in a dream that was repeated over and over again, and seeing that the illusion was about to collapse, it was he who pinched "creating something out of nothing" and dusted off the sparks to wake him up. the man in white...

I never thought about it before, I just thought it was wrong, and I think about it now... Only things that the dreamer recognizes as reasonable should appear in the dreamland. His master, is it a reasonable thing?

After the white-clothed man woke up, he looked out of the window in no surprise, and said that it must be "he" who came—this "he", could it be that noisy...himself?

and so……

What happened that year?

Turning back to this unsolvable problem, the performer lost his mind for a while, and the jumping flames in his hand gradually lost control. It was supposed to warm the hair of the person in front of him, but it almost burned up fiercely. Tan Fengyue hurriedly returned God, he closed his palm and put out the flame in his palm, but when he heard the ghost exclaim in a low voice, he couldn't help coughing lightly in embarrassment.

It's just that Qin Nianjiu stopped suddenly, not because he found that his hair was almost burned.He immediately blocked the people behind him with his backhand, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, "...this time..."

I had already guessed that there might be a sacrificial array here, but I didn't expect this array to be so—exquisite?grand?appalling? ...

Qin Nianjiu was at a loss for words for a while, staring blankly at the large formation not far away, he saw more than a hundred complicated spells criss-crossing, there were dark red bubbling in the sky, which seemed to be continuously dividing, merging and merging as if alive.

And the surging dark red liquid has no fishy smell or rusty smell, but it is clearly blood!