Bone

Qingyuan seems to be always sunny, and it always looks like a peaceful fairyland. Under the rising sun, the breeze is blowing, the flowers are blooming, and the window tiles are full of magic.

It has been five days since I returned from the underworld, and everything is stable.Going to work every day on March [-]th, mingling with the dead souls of the same age in the city, having fun and not wanting to leave, it is difficult to see others all day long; Qin Nianjiu does not leave the door, quietly hiding in the house to "rest and recuperate", and the grass grows when he is so idle; Keeping the door open, chatting with the ghost during the day to relieve boredom, sleeping next to the ghost at night, drawing a few stacks of yellow talismans lazily every day, it can be said to be leisurely, fulfilling and satisfying.

There are no unexpected incidents to investigate, no haunted ghosts to punish, some just eat three meals a day and nine bowls of rice, and sleep until the sun is setting. It really taught the two of them to have a "stolen birthday" free day" feeling.

... If only this is the case, then it would be great.

Unfortunately--

The hot tea entered the throat, it was extremely high-grade tea, but it couldn't taste any good, and it couldn't quench the irritability in my heart.Tan Fengyue glanced at Qin Nianjiu who was sitting at the table, took another sip of hot tea, and then shifted her gaze to Gong Buwang who was also sitting at the table and was chatting with Qin Nianjiu about family affairs.

...Looking at it more, he was even more anxious, he twitched the corner of his mouth almost inaudibly, and put down the teacup.

I really don't know whether to say that Gong Buwang has a good attitude, or that she has a wide-minded and forgetful mind. Since reading the paper with her amnesia, she has only been melancholy for half a day, and then she quickly turned around and recovered. She lost her original turbulent appearance, and whenever she had free time, she would sit in their small courtyard for a while, and the rhetoric she talked about was high-sounding, nothing more than discussing clues with them, and being vigilant about whether they had other things to hide from her. , Will you leave this matter behind and walk away... and so on.

It's just that there are only so many clues, and there are very few who can tell her clearly, and the related topics will be exhausted in a day or two-I really don't know why she still runs here all the time.

Tan Fengyue's side was secretly depressed, but Gong Buwang's side didn't notice his objection, and just chatted with Qin Nianjiu over hot tea, "——Indeed. There are some pigs, horses, cattle and sheep in the city, There are a lot of birds and birds that come to build their nests, but there are few small living things that they can raise themselves... There are no cats and dogs—if we can bring in some kittens, dogs, and rabbits to raise them, it will be more interesting.”

... Listen, what are they talking about.Tan Fengyue glanced at her speechlessly, thinking that Qingyuan City is on the mountain, and there is a circle of corpses around the outer wall, it would be good not to attract some wild boars, wild bears, wild leopards, and I was thinking about kittens, dogs, and rabbits.

Qin Nianjiu chatted enthusiastically with her, and asked curiously: "I see that there are a lot of wild animals on this mountain. Haven't some wild dogs ever strayed in by mistake?"

Gong Buwang pursed his lips and shook his head, "It's probably because dogs don't like evil things, and they have never approached this place. On the contrary..."

It was a long time ago, and she took the trouble to think for a while before continuing: "On the contrary, there was a stray cat that broke in decades ago. Wild, not familiar with it, and ran out of the city after a few days... Huh, I don’t know what’s good and what’s wrong, what’s wrong with my Qingyuan—”

...Look, you're even competing with wild cats while you're talking.Tan Fengyue was still speechless and slandered, but Qin Nianjiu said with a smile: "I read in the book that cats have to be raised from a young age before they can kiss people... Sigh, Qingyuan is not far from Qinyuan, you can go to the town another day Let me ask, see if I can hug the kitten and puppy back—"

Gong Buwang's phoenix eyes curved slightly, and he nodded with a smile, "That would be great, the city people must be happy!"

He added: "It's better to choose a good-looking fur color and a lively one—" As he spoke, he counted out several colors in succession, "Black, white, raccoon, dark clouds and snow..."

Although Qin Nianjiu hadn't actually seen a few cats and dogs, he responded to her with great interest, "Isn't there something called 'General Hanging Seal'? The tortoiseshell ones should be pretty too..."

……

Tan Fengyue was too lazy to interrupt, and also too lazy to listen any longer, she filled the teapot silently, poured another cup of hot tea for herself, and placed the silver fan on the table.

His movements were not big, but the silver fan was quite heavy, and when it landed on the mahogany table, it made a "squeaky" sound, and the edges were too sharp, and the fan bones knocked out a few fine marks on the table.

Disturbed by this crisp sound, Qin Nianjiu and Gong Buwang turned their heads and looked over together.Before the former could speak, the latter raised his eyebrows and scolded unceremoniously: "Be careful, my table is—huh?"

Before explaining how precious the table is, Gong Buju lowered his eyes and landed on the silver fan, "Your fan... is also made of silver?"

No wonder she only found out now, she didn't like talking about this surname in the first place, and she seldom paid attention to him, let alone the weapons he held.She frowned slightly, stared at the fan and said, "My tobacco rod is also..."

Ever since she read on the paper that she suffered from amnesia, she has been suspicious everywhere recently, even seeing Qin Nianjiu wearing a red dress, she has to question him, asking if it has something to do with her, now that she saw this silver fan, I couldn't move my eyes any longer, I don't know how many guesses popped up in my heart, "Could it be made by the same person?"

Qin Nianjiu had conjectured this for a long time, but he never dared to ask her for a cigarette stick for comparison. Now that she mentioned it herself, she hurriedly said, "How about—"

Before he finished speaking, Gong Buwang took out the tobacco rod vigorously and slapped it on the table, placed it near the silver fan, and looked down carefully.

The topic turned around to herself, Tan Fengyue could no longer stay out of the matter, and reluctantly leaned over, and looked at the two silver artifacts together with the two of them.

When I looked at them from a distance, I thought these two pieces of silverware were roughly the same. I guessed that they were made by the brother in blue who was good at making swords. —

Qin Nianjiu looked at it seriously, and stroked the lines on the silver fan with his fingertips, "The patterns on this one seem to be carved more carefully..."

Gong Buwang nodded slightly, but still frowned, "The texture is also more refined..."

Tan Fengyue's voice was light, "The strength of forging is different, the spiritual power that can be mobilized is stronger, and the skills are more exquisite."

In a word: It doesn't seem to be made by the same person, and the silver fan is even better than the silver smoke rod.

Although Ye Yin is precious, it is not rare. Seeing that these two things seem to have nothing to do with each other, Gong Buwang loses interest, lazily looks away, and thinks "fortunately" - after all, she doesn't want to be with this What is the connection between the last name.

Qin Nianjiu also breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably—he didn't know why, but he never wanted the ancestor to hold a spiritual weapon that matched Gong Buwang.Earlier when he learned that one of these two spiritual artifacts was called "Wujue" and the other was called "Removing Heart", he always felt uncomfortable, but now that he knows it's just a coincidence, he feels much better.

Tan Fengyue looked at those two spiritual weapons a few more times.

From the fragments he vaguely recalled before, it can be seen that his silver fan was given by the man in white. Later, in Gong Buwang's dream, he saw the senior brother in blue who was very good at making swords. The man in white asked his elder brother in blue to cast it, and then donated it to him with a gift of flowers - looking at it now, it may be that the man in white made it himself.

It takes a lot of effort to cast a spirit weapon...

...So the man in white is really his old friend?

My heart is filled with doubts and mist, and it is difficult to see clearly.He only pursed his lips lightly, watched Gong Buwang put away the cigarette rod, and listened to her say goodbye.

"Today's exercises haven't been practiced yet." Gong Buwang stood up, and said to Qin Nianjiu with some pity: "You said you need to rest these few days... so I can only practice alone, it's really boring .”

It was indeed him who broke the appointment, so Qin Nianjiu gave her a grin and said kindly: "It's still a long time, and it's not too late."

"That's right." Gong Buhuang habitually snorted softly, "Then I won't bother you two any more."

Tan Fengyue Xin said it was strange, but you actually knew it was bothering her, and you watched her go out without showing any emotion on your face.

It wasn't until Gong Buwang walked away that Qin Nianjiu let out a long sigh of relief, returned to his boneless and lazy appearance, slumped down on the table, poured tea to moisten his throat, "Finally gone... She also loves chatting too much A little bit."

Thinking about it again, she spent the past fifty years with ghosts without emotions, and had nowhere to say anything, but now she talks a lot, and I can't blame her.

"The city lord is afraid that you will be bored in the house, so he kindly chatted with you to relieve it, you don't like it." Didn't you have a good chat just now?Talking about Fengyue Liangliang said ironically, "Why, the most difficult thing to bear the grace of a beauty?"

"What..." Qin Nianjiu looked at him with the whites of his eyes, then curled his lips, "You helped her speak."

After confirming that the ancestor was sympathetic to the beauty in red, he clicked his tongue twice, and without waiting for Fengyue to defend himself, he changed the subject, "Oh yes, she reminded me. I was thinking, that senior brother in blue can cast Such exquisite plum blossom swords and silver artifacts should be well-known in various sects... When you left Hongling earlier, didn’t the little disciple of the Yuyan Sect give you a sound transmission talisman? Why don’t you ask ask them?"

In this way, Yuyan Sect is now the head of the Seventeen Great Sects, so it should have kept a list of all the big and small sects, and it is also a way to find them to check the palace.When it came to the business, Tan Fengyue lowered her eyes for a while, then she also waved away the sourness lingering in her heart, nodded in agreement, and took out the sound transmission talisman folded into a paper crane from her sleeve.

The little origami crane made by the yellow talisman is very delicate, with a sharp beak and wingtips, standing firmly on the table.Fearing that the introduction of evil energy would make the talisman ineffective, Qin Nianjiu just watched curiously and did not dare to touch it. Tan Fengyue summoned some spiritual energy and poured it into the talisman like a stream of water.

The aura soaked into the talisman, dyeing the original ocher-yellow paper crane into light blue.Not long after, the paper crane fluttered its wings lightly, as if it had come to life, combed its wings with its sharp beak, and said in a human voice, "—what's the matter? What's the matter? They used this talisman? But what danger did they encounter? What can we do, we won't be able to catch up in a while—"

Qin Nianjiu remembered the voice, it was the noisy and awkward twin brother, Ye Jinzhu, the one with the baby face.

It was another deliberately lowered voice, "—don't worry, I haven't spoken yet, let me make a joke..."

Qin Nianjiu also remembered this voice, it was the calmer twin brother, Ye Yunting.They were said to be twins, but their stature was a head shorter than his brother's.

They seemed to be outside, and there were faint sounds of horseshoes and wheels rolling between their voices, as well as a few short birdsong.

After teaching his impatient and reckless brother a lesson, Ye Yun stopped and cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Two immortal friends, please tell me."

... If there is any danger in this singing and accompaniment, by the time they finish these few sentences, they will probably be cold.Qin Nianjiu heard it funny, shook his head, and said to the paper crane: "Hey, we want to ask, have you heard of it..."

When I asked the words, I didn't know how to describe the senior brother in blue, so I could only rack my brains and said with difficulty: "Uh, a sect from a small sect, about 60 years ago, who was famous for making swords?"

His description was a bit too general, and Zhihe was silent for a while, probably not knowing how to answer, and it took a long time to hear Ye Yunting blushingly say: "... I have never heard of this. But it will wait Let's go back to the Zongmen to check the files...there are so many files in the Zongli—Is Xianyou eager for answers?"

Qin Nianjiu just answered "No hurry", and then heard Ye Jinzhu's bluffing voice, "What kind of files are you looking for, just ask your father with the sound transmission talisman? Father, who loves weapons, if you have The famous swordsmith, he must know!"

Ye Yunting seemed a little embarrassed, "But father and other elders are busy, so I don't want to disturb you..."

So, their father should also be an elder-level figure?Tsk, it turned out to be the two princes of the sect.I don't know what I'm busy with... Maybe I'm busy hunting him down? !Qin Nianjiu was alarmed, and didn't speak for a while, listening to Fengyue said: "It's okay. We just asked casually when we thought about it."

But he heard Fu Duanshui's cold and alienated voice, "If I know the exact name and surname, I can ask the sect to send me the file and have a look at the details."

Why is that old ice cube there?But hearing that he wanted to help, Qin Nianjiu hurriedly wanted to report Gong Buwang's name, but after a while he thought it was inappropriate, after all, Gong Buwang is "Wujue", and I don't know how she has anything to do with the person who knows the forbidden technique Since Qingyuan Ghost City is here, she was afraid that it would cause trouble for her, so she said, "Uh, can you pass the file over to us for inspection?"

Fu Duanshui didn't know his hidden worries, but he didn't guess or ask too much, he just said: "The laws of the sect must not be violated. The files of the sect must be accompanied by members of the sect when they are checked by outsiders."

"Oh..." Qin Nianjiu could only hesitate, "Then..."

Hearing his embarrassment, Ye Jinzhu yelled again, "It's not easy, wait for us to finish dealing with the matter at hand, make an appointment, you come to us, or we can go find-hey, you what I do!"

No need to think about it, he must have been grabbed by his brother again.

There was a rustling and tugging sound from the other end of the paper crane, and Fu Duanshui said calmly: "We have something important to do for the time being, and we can make an appointment to see each other when the matter is settled."

Who wants to see you, you guys still have a lot of things to do!Taking advantage of them not being able to see him, Qin Nianjiu grimaced at the paper crane, but answered "Yes" politely.

Tan Fengyue tilted her head to look at this grimacing ghost, with a thin smile in her eyes, and said to Zhihe: "By the way, do you know any small sects that have had strange things happen?"

After thinking about it, he blurred out the approximate year, and added: "The kind of small sect with only a few people."

The other end of the paper crane was questioned again, and there was a moment of silence.After a long while, I heard Ye Yunting whisper: "Uh...you can check the files..."

Thinking that they are still young, they also said that they don't know the origin of Po Dao, and it is understandable that they have never heard of any strange incidents... Qin Nianjiu exchanged helpless glances with Tan Fengyue, and then said to them: "It's okay, it's okay. Then let’s talk about it after you’ve dealt with the matter—well, how long will it take?”

While saying that it's okay to be in no hurry, he asked about the time, and he didn't need to guess to know that he was really in a hurry.The other end of the paper crane was quiet for a while, probably asking for Fu Duanshui's opinion.

Sure enough, after a while, Fu Duanshui's voice came, "Let's go as soon as possible."

I don't know why, I always feel that this old ice cube is very polite today, and even said "as soon as possible" to obey their wishes... What, did you take the wrong medicine?A ghost?Qin Nianjiu looked at the paper crane suspiciously, Tan Fengyue also looked puzzled.

Not only the two of them, even Ye Jinzhu on the other end seemed a little surprised, and gave a soft "Huh?"

Fu Duanshui didn't say anything more, and only asked Ye Yunting to greet them with a few words, and then ended the fruitless conversation.

Watching the faint blue light on the paper crane dissipate bit by bit until it was gone, Qin Nianjiu finally talked with Tan Fengyue about Fu Duanshui's anomaly, "The upper body of the ghost, I think it is the upper body of the ghost. How can he be so talkative?"

Tan Fengyue looked at the paper crane on the table thoughtfully, "What do you think they are going to deal with?"

"How do I know that..." Qin Nianjiu lay down on the table, idly playing with the ancestor's fingers, "Didn't you say that it's a big deal for Fu Duanshui to deal with it? Last time it was broken... ...Hey, that's not right, why does it sound like only the three of them went this time?"

This ghost...Tan Fengyue looked down at his hand on her five fingers, hooked her fingers, and restrained the restless fingers, but answered seriously, "It sounds so. Didn't they say , are the elders busy with other things?"

The fingers were twisted tightly, Qin Nianjiu tried to pull them out, but when he failed to pull them away, he glared at him sullenly, and his mind became wild again, "The three of them will not betray the sect and run away, right?"

"..." Tan Fengyue still hooked his fingers, and glanced at him coolly, "Tianzun's whimsical ideas always open my eyes."

"Never mind them." Qin Nianjiu shrugged, "Anyway, they're out now, so we can't get any clues for the time being...or we can only count on the chariots and horses—there's still five days left."

The topic was over, he tried to pull his hand away again, but now he had no strength, it was still futile, and his self-esteem was troubled, he refused to ask the ancestor to let him go, so he had to stare at him again, pretending to be nonchalant Looking for something to say: "Hey, I see that you have calluses on your hand, you must have held a sword before, right?"

Tan Fengyue found it funny seeing him pretending to be calm, and didn't answer his extra question, but unconsciously touched his neck with the other hand, "Your red mark is becoming more and more obvious gone."

It was indeed a subconscious movement, but he was still holding the ghost's hand at the moment, and it was only in a competitive posture that suddenly became weird and close, even Qin Nianjiu, who was as slow as Qin Nianjiu, felt something strange, the tips of his ears turned red, "...don't move your hands!"

Tan Fengyue let out a muffled cough, and withdrew her hand according to her words, but the hand that was trapping his fingers was still not loosened.

Qin Nianjiu had first heard the ancestor mention the mark on his neck, and he could see it clearly when he looked at himself in the mirror recently, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He stretched out his hand freely to cover his neck, as if he was holding down the warm feeling left on it, "...Maybe it's a scar from his lifetime, or something like a birthmark—"

If it was a scar left during his lifetime, why didn't there appear any other scars on his body?A few days ago, I looked at his back, but there was no trace... Tan Fengyue was thinking about it, when she suddenly heard a childish voice full of anger, "——Wow!"

The reason is that Sanjiu came back from playing crazy.

Only then did he have some fun with the little ghost in the city, and trotted back to the courtyard. His little face was flushed like a plump tomato, and his two round eyes were hanging on the two of them. , whirring and dragging a long voice: "I was worried that I went out to play, and the two of you would be bored and lonely if you stay in the house--wow!"

I really don't know what he has learned from the souls of the dead in the city recently, I saw him raising his hand and pointing at the hands that were entangled with the two of them, and said in a voice like a bell: "You guys secretly carried me behind my back while I was not in the house. tiny hand!"