Bone

It is true that Yecheng is not very prosperous, now that dusk has passed, there is no business coming to the inn, there is only one waiter leaning against the counter and dozing off.

After waking him up to ask, Yecheng didn't have any good wine, so Tan Fengyue asked him to order the most expensive one from dozens of altars, and ordered him to prepare some dishes, and then carried the wine upstairs with her own hands.

It was rare to feel a little uneasy in my heart, but it was slowly calmed down by footsteps.He regained his composure and pushed open the door——

But he didn't see the ghostly figure, only saw Sanjiu standing by the bed, seemingly at a loss, staring at the bulging quilt on the bed.

Seeing him coming, Sanjiu rushed straight at him as if he had found a savior, "Xianjun—"

Tan Fengyue protected the wine jar in time, turned sideways to stabilize the wine jar on the table, glanced at the quilt on the bed, and asked the brat, "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know either..." Sanjiu swallowed with confusion on his face, "There is nothing to visit in this city, and I ran into Mr. Ghost as soon as I came back, so I asked him how the Mr. Yu's family was, Mr. Ghost I didn’t answer me, so I asked a few more questions——the end result, the ghost king became angry...hid in the quilt and ignored people..."

... Which pot is not opened, which pot is lifted.Thinking of the pestering spirit of this little devil's questioning, Tan Fengyue rubbed his forehead in a funny and helpless way, "It's okay, you go back to your room first."

It's better to have a fairy to coax her than to stand here at a loss. Sanjiu nodded in a daze, took another look at the rolled up quilt, and hurried away.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door closing, the quilt on the bed moved slightly, and the person hiding inside seemed not to want to be disturbed, and covered himself up a little tighter.

... this ghost.Tan Fengyue smiled silently, took the altar of wine over, and tapped lightly on the quilt group, "The only way to relieve your worries is Du Kang. Tianzun woke up and got up to relieve your worries."

The quilt moved again, and a muffled voice came from below, "...who said I was worried."

"No worries, no worries." Tan Fengyue swallowed a smile and followed him, knocked on the quilt lightly with the wine jar, and chose another excuse, "Then, get up to sacrifice the wine? After all, I will burn the paper for you now, and you will also accept it." No, it’s cheap for other ghosts to go—”

After being beaten twice by the group, he opened the wine jar as if throwing fire, and the voice that came out became even more muffled, "...what are you talking nonsense, it's unlucky..."

It is a bit funny to hear a body of resentment and evil keep saying that it is auspicious.Tan Fengyue pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, and lifted the corner of his quilt to let him breathe, "Then please ask Tianzun to get up and drink with me to quench my thirst, is it okay?"

"..." There was a moment of silence under the quilt, and the people wrapped inside couldn't hold him back. They hugged the quilt, sat up, stared at him and said, "Okay, okay, okay, drink!"

Hiding in the thick quilt for too long, Qin Nianjiu's face was covered with a thin layer of red, angrily snatched the wine jar from Tan Fengyue's hand, and was about to say a few words to him when he caught a glimpse of the table from the corner of his eye. He went to a considerable number of wine jars, and couldn't help being stunned, "... Are you here to open a wine shop?"

Wine is not good wine, if you don't drink much, how can you be intoxicated.Tan Fengyue coughed lightly, and led him to the table to sit down, "I can't finish drinking, just put it aside."

Qin Nianjiu only said that he saw that he had been hurt and was in a bad mood, so he spent so much money to buy wine to try to relieve his worries, most of the gloom in his heart dissipated immediately, and he didn't even have any intention of venting his anger. Zu, "Why is this..."

Just when the waiter in the store brought the food, Tan Fengyue shrugged and passed the food to the table, coaxing the ghost: "I bought everything, just drink it, and you can't return it."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Er was about to tell him that if the wine was unopened, it could still be returned, when the cold-faced guest officer gave him a cool look, quickly swallowed his words, and backed away with a smile on his face .

However, there are three or four small dishes that are half meat and half vegetarian, served hot, bright in color and full of pot gas, which makes people move their index fingers when they look at them.

Qin Nianjiu was short-mouthed, and couldn't afford to put on the air of being angry anymore. He honestly buried his head in grilling rice, bringing wine and delivering food, as if trying to force himself to be distracted, and vaguely picked food while chewing. Talking about some other topics, he said to himself, "... Well, tell me, what happened to the imperial capital? It shouldn't be a big deal, it seems that they are not in a hurry..."

Tan Fengyue listened to him patiently, nodded lightly from time to time in response, and filled his wine glass as soon as it was empty, Qin Nianjiu just muttered, didn't notice his movements, and guessed: "... Could it have something to do with that senior brother in blue? Probably not, how could it be such a coincidence. Besides, if it had something to do with him, why did it take until now... um...——huh?"

His thoughts jumped to Tan Fengyue, and he glanced at him suspiciously, "Old Ancestor, have you never been to the imperial capital?"

Otherwise, how could you not recognize that scent...

Seeing him looking over, Tan Fengyue stopped pouring wine, picked up chopsticks and tasted two bites of vegetarian dishes, "I've never been there before."

Qin Nianjiu was even more puzzled, "Ah? Why?"

Didn't this ancestor have been chasing his predecessors everywhere before? How could he not go to such a large place as the imperial capital?

"..." Remembering that he never seemed to have mentioned his past in detail with this ghost in the past 52 years, Tan Fengyue lowered his eyes slightly, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and then told him: "Ten years ago During the years, I didn’t remember the past at all, and I didn’t have any intention of pursuing it. I just chose a deep mountain with a relatively pure spiritual energy to practice, and I went down the mountain from time to time. After that, I gradually remembered some vague pictures, so I intentionally went to I have searched and explored everywhere, but the footsteps are quite slow, and I have not been to every place—”

Speaking of it this way, it seems that after he got the piece of amber from Lingxian Temple, he began to vaguely have scattered pictures in his mind...

Subconsciously pressing the amber through his collar, he frowned lightly, didn't think about it for a while, just turned his head to look at the ghost beside him, and continued slowly: "Afterwards, Fang walked to the outskirts of Hongling... Then I met Tianzun you."

Qin Nianjiu bit the rim of his cup and listened to him quietly, and was suddenly taken aback.

...How could he have forgotten that this ancestor, like him, is also a single person who does not remember the past, but one is wandering in the world, and the other is trapped in the borderland.It seemed to him that he had never thought that this ancestor, who was searching the world so blindly, would also feel lonely and tasteless... feeling lonely like him?

Reading the expression on his face, one could guess what he was thinking in his heart, Tan Fengyue lowered his eyes again, covering the warm light in his eyes.

This ghost doesn't even think about it, staying alone in one place for a long time, staying in the borderland is boundless loneliness, he roams around the world but can see some people and scenery, how can the gap between the two be compared... He didn't take this As soon as the words were spoken, it seemed that he had sipped a whole glass of wine sadly, and sold it to this soft-hearted ghost with a pitiful appearance.

Never seen him showing such a sad state, Qin Nianjiu was really fooled, his heart became more sour, he cautiously moved closer to him, tried to comfort him and said: "Isn't it, it's all right now..."

Putting all the remaining sadness in his heart behind him, he only brought wine to coax and talk about Fengyue, "here, there are wine and vegetables—"

Pleased with his kindness, I couldn't help laughing when I was talking about Fengyue, and touched him with a cup with a slightly curved mouth, "Yes, there are so many Tianzun drinking with me."

Seeing the smile on his lips, Qin Nianjiu heaved a sigh of relief, and fearing that he was pretending to be calm, he put down his chopsticks and gently tugged at his sleeve edge, "The moon should be round after the fifteenth day, how about Shall we go to the eaves to enjoy it?"

He had the good intention to let the ancestor watch the moon to relax, but he didn't know that this proposal could be said to be in the middle of Fengyue's heart.

With a secret smile and sigh in her heart, Tan Fengyue stood up and carried the wine jar as she said, "Okay."

The moon cages the tops of the forest, and the wind makes mist like yarn.

Although the night view of Yecheng is mediocre, it is not interesting to be so windy and moonlit.

Qin Nianjiu stepped out of the window first and climbed to the eaves. When he turned around to look again, he saw that before the Fengyue people had arrived, they had brought up dozens of altars of wine by the wind. What's the matter, an alcoholic?

He also thought that it was rare for him to have a drink, and he wanted to get drunk, so he moved to the side and sat down in relief, leaving a large space for talking about love and wine.

All the wine jars in the house were transported up, and Tan Fengyue arrived belatedly, and sat beside Qin Nianjiu naturally, and handed over the jar of wine, "Please, Tianzun."

It is said to be wine jars, but in fact each jar is no more than the size of a palm. Qin Nianjiu tasted it just now, and the wine was not too strong, so he simply drank it like water, poured the remaining liquid in the jar, and commented: : "Well, it's not as good as Qingyuan's wine."

"Qingyuan's wine comes from the imperial capital, so it's naturally top-grade." Tan Fengyue smiled, and handed a new jar to him, "If you like it, you can buy it again when you arrive in the imperial capital."

Just by guessing, he knew that the fine wine in the imperial capital should be very valuable. Qin Nianjiu curled his lips, and secretly slandered that the old ancestor had too much money and preferred to spend the money on the handle of the knife.

Slandering like this, I drank another jar without realizing it.

The empty altar in his hand has not been put down, and a new altar is stuffed in.Qin Nianjiu only felt his hand sink, and finally realized that something seemed wrong, he turned his head and looked at Tan Fengyue, "Why don't you drink it, Patriarch?"

Tan Fengyue shook the wine jar in her hand, raised her hand to drink it up, then put the empty jar aside, and said calmly: "Isn't this drinking?"

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, and he really didn't look like he was holding back his sadness at all, Qin Nianjiu first let go of his heart, and then suddenly became suspicious, feeling that there was still something wrong... Did the ancestor just keep silently watching the meal? Are you getting yourself a drink?

Just in doubt, Tan Fengyue opened another jar of new wine in a blink of an eye, touched the wine jar in his hand lightly, and said with a half-smile: "When you get drunk, you will rest."

After all, he did it himself.

...What is this for?Qin Nianjiu became more and more suspicious, but he couldn't find any clues on his face, so he could only drink with him first - the ancestors on the left and right would never harm him. It is indeed a pleasant thing.

In this way, the night is getting darker, the moon is getting higher, the wind is blowing slowly, there are a pair of figures on the eaves, and the fragrance of wine is gradually thickening.

Everything was as Tan Fengyue imagined, the two drank facing the moon, and there were more and more empty altars beside their hands.

However, he has made countless calculations, including the beautiful scenery, the good time, and the wine, although it is not too strong, it should be intoxicating if drunk enough, but he did not take into account that this ghost's drinking capacity is so good... … After drinking more than ten jars of wine, only two jars were half full. He still looked completely drunk and his eyes were clear.

... What a mistake.

He was secretly regretting why he didn't think of bringing a few jars of good wine with him when he left Qingyuan, when Qin Nianjiu just turned his head, he saw the dejected expression he hadn't had time to take back.

Qin Nianjiu raised his eyebrows and poked the patriarch with his finger without smiling, "Old Tan, the fox's tail hides—"

He's a bit dull, and he's not a fool, besides, the old ancestor's intention to drink him is too obvious... Thinking that he either has something to ask, or something to say - Zuo is just talking to them Something related to the confusing past between the two of them.Could it be that he is finally willing to open his mouth and tell himself what is the relationship between his past and Gong Buwang's sect?

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly, and said seriously: "If you have anything to say, just ask directly, we have known each other for so long, and there is nothing to hide. Besides——"

He wrinkled his nose, "I'm not drunk, it's not that I'm not full, I really can't drink any more..."

"..." Tan Fengyue rubbed her forehead and took the leftover wine from his hand.

He did have something to ask, and he did have something to say—but when this ghost asked him, he didn't know where to ask it, or where to start it.

But after only being silent for a moment, he regained his composure, turned his head to meet Qin Nianjiu's gaze, and asked an unexpected question when he opened his mouth: "You said earlier that the junction is not dark?"

This question has already been answered by him, Qin Nianjiu looked at him inexplicably, nodded hesitantly, and then thought about what he said just now, "There is nothing to hide", so he answered in more detail, "The boundary is very wide." , It seems to be boundless. Even if there are burning lamps, it can barely illuminate the world where the Yellow Spring flows, and where the Yellow Spring passes, there is only thick darkness."

Tan Fengyue nodded, and asked again: "You also said that the junction is not cold?"

I don't know why he asked the old question again, Qin Nianjiu was silent for a while, nodded and shook his head, "I was a soul body at the time, and I didn't feel the cold, but... uh, the coldness is not 'felt' by the body."

It is what the heart 'feels'.

After understanding the unfinished meaning in his words, Tan Fengyue pursed her lips, and said in a very soft voice, "You say, there is only a little bit of loneliness."

Qin Nian didn't answer for a long time, and looked at him silently. The word "Lonely" is as light as a cloud when it is spoken and heard by others, as if it has never been cared about. The truth is that only he knows and feels... only he himself tastes it.

He was silent, and he was silent when talking about Fengyue. There was no sound in the quiet night, only the smell of wine was refreshing.

In the silence, Qin Nianjiu could only hear two overlapping heartbeats, and when he heard Tan Fengyue speak again, the conversation turned away, "Before you strayed into the nightmare, you told me that if you find another If you don't see any clues, you just let it go, and use Chen Wenyu's body to die of old age in this world. Now that you have clues, don't you just say that? "

Hearing that his voice was calm, but full of melancholy, Qin Nianjiu was slightly startled, but didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He really had the intention of giving up the bones at first, and then he promised Gong Buwang that he would go back to Qingyuan after he finished the bones, but he was always wavering as to whether he would enter reincarnation——

If you enter reincarnation, you can confess to the underworld, you can get rid of this body of resentment, you can wash away the sense of withering that has been engraved in your bones for 67 years, and you can regain a new life... There seem to be many reasons, but they make him There seems to be only one reason for not wanting to enter reincarnation.

... reluctant.

What are you reluctant to bear?He never seemed to figure it out.

Right now he is sitting here, with the moon hanging high in the night sky, the wind blowing by his side, talking about the love and the moon quietly looking into his eyes.

As a result, the heart that had no place to rest seemed to have fallen, and fell softly to the ground.He said, "Do the math."

Stumbling on the ground, he tried to explain: "This trip to tighten the bones...is just to prevent the resentment from becoming a demon. After the bones are tightened, there will be no worries about the future. Can't you use this shell to die of old age safely... ..."

As if trying to hide something, he moved his eyes away in a little panic, and added in a low voice: "After all, there are so many places in this world that I haven't been to, great rivers and mountains, and there are still many things I haven't tasted. ..."

Tan Fengyue had already made up her mind when she heard him utter the word "to count", and then heard him gossip to find reasons for herself, she even raised her lips unconsciously, the smile in her eyes was like wine intoxicating.

"Tianzun." He said. "It's better to focus on what you have now than to focus on so many things so endlessly."

Qin Nianjiu was still inexplicably at a loss, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at him, but subconsciously spread his hands out, wanting to refute him, "But I'm empty-handed now—"

Before he could finish his words, he was covered by another hand that suddenly folded his palm.

Palms overlapped, five soft fingers clasped the back of his hand lightly, as if clasping his bewildered heart together, Qin Nianjiu suddenly looked back, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

The moon is bright, and the mountains are far away.The person holding him didn't speak, just pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to reflect the bright moon and stars in the sky.

With just one glance, the ungraspable and unclear feelings in my heart are all clear.

Qin Nianjiu looked at those smiling eyes, as if he had been deluded, he moved his palm lightly, and clasped his five fingers backwards.

The person holding him was still silent, but the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he tightened his hand a little bit.

There is no need to make oaths, make promises, let alone speak clearly, he just looks into his eyes and understands everything.

——From now on, there will be no darkness, no cold, and no loneliness.

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