My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The next day, the sky turned white, and Xia Qi woke up.

Sui Sui, who was sleeping soundly beside the pillow, was breathing lightly. He turned over sleepily on the bed, stretched out his hand lazily to his side, the person who was still hugging him before falling asleep had left for some time, and the warm woody fragrance left in the quilt also gradually thinned out.

This whole night, Xia Qi didn't fall asleep much.Various sects urgently arrange shelters, and most of them need to be dispatched and made decisions by the head.

He sent Suisui to sleep in the house, and lay down with Qing Yan for a while, then the two of them were summoned out of the house one after another, and went to their own business.

After Yinshi passed, he was replaced by Fu Wanqian who he arranged to rest first, so he was able to go back to the room and continue to rest.

In the drowsiness, the consciousness wandered around, and he noticed the slight sound of the bed curtain scraping the quilt, someone lay down beside him softly, parted his quilt, hugged him into a familiar and comfortable embrace, and gave him a good time sleep.

When I fell asleep at this hour, the people coming and going that had been noisy outside the house all night disappeared, and a little quiet morning light penetrated through the crack of the door.

When he and Fu Wan took turns last night, most of the area Xiaoshan had cleaned up had recovered.At this moment, except for the disciples on duty and Cang Li's disciples who strengthened the magic circle, everyone else must have rested.

The disciples who were injured yesterday and Su Ling who was seriously injured before did not know how they were doing after a night of diagnosis and treatment.

Thinking of this, Xia Qi turned over, ready to visit.

He sat on the bed, only to realize that his clothes were in a mess, and he couldn't help but remember the evil deeds of his Taoist companion who bullied others last night, and the temperature of his fingertips that made the soft tremors spread to his limbs and bones seemed to be still there...

Just a little red appeared on the tips of his ears, and he immediately suppressed the aftertaste, deliberately ignoring the trembling of his heart, and dressed with hands and feet.

Sui Sui, who was full of sleep, had already woken up, climbed up to him and lay on his shoulders, leaned over to sniff lightly, and his small breath fell on his cheeks.

Now that the sanctuary circle is being reinforced, it can already clear any trace of magic energy within the range, and it is very safe to walk in it.Sui Sui was given the elixir by the Qing Yan yesterday, and now he is back to normal, he can run and jump, so he can take the cub out without worrying about being infected by the demonic energy.

At dawn, the sweltering heat has not yet risen, and there is even a slight cool night breeze that is about to dissipate, which makes Xia Qi feel a long-lost freshness.

The barrier wall of the sanctuary will not be revealed when there is no attack and contact. At this time, when you look up, the entire uncovered sky is cloudless, and you can vaguely see that the sun will be sunny today.

The central location of Jinlian City is a mansion that connects the north and the south. People who are either rich or noble make their homes here, ranging from pavilions and pavilions to small households, all of which reveal the unique luxury and luxury of Jinlian City. .

The barrier of the sanctuary covered the three mansions, and the raging magic vines caused a part of them to collapse. The three sects repaired overnight and cleared the magic vines and corpses within the range.And the food in the warehouse of the mansion is also sufficient, enough for everyone to support for a while.With a stack of space magic circles, all the people in the shelter can be properly settled——

In terms of living environment, it is more than enough.

Xia Qi knew that Su Ling and his disciples were all fine, he couldn't lie down and left, and went to other places to help.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he had nothing to do for the time being, so he wandered aimlessly.

He took out the sugar cake from the mustard seed, threw a piece into his mouth, and fed another piece to Sui Sui on his shoulder, and there were two identical clicks.

Along the way, some disciples were resting sporadically, and even gathered together from different sects, cleaning their swords and chatting.

Xia Qi didn't bother, and followed the long-lost morning smoke to the backyard, and saw several Jinliancheng people preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

He also saw that A-Lian, whose family survived, was also helping to choose vegetables, and even waved to him happily, and he couldn't help but smile in response.

Unexpectedly, after a catastrophe, Jin Liancheng would wash away the old stains as if washed away by the torrential rain and wind, revealing a little bit of prosperity after the catastrophe.

However, the other dead who died in the magic vine still have to be liquidated with the people behind the scenes one by one.

One more thing, all the survivors of Jin Liancheng had already gathered in the shelter.

Last night, he asked his disciples to count all the surviving people. Among them, the luthier who was rescued at the beginning was not found, and the aunt's son was not found...

I don't know how to tell my aunt about this, but thinking about it optimistically, when Xiaoshan started to sweep all the forces in Jinlian City, many people saw that the momentum was wrong, guessed that Nanfeng was about to change, and packed up their belongings and prepared to leave.

Maybe they were also alert, and had already gone to other places in Yunzhang to take refuge temporarily.

After thinking about it, Xia Qi strolled to the yard where the wounded were gathered for treatment.

From among a group of Chang Yao disciples and several Jin Liancheng doctors, he saw that the young man who had been rescued from the magic vine was also among them, jumping up and down and busy with work.

When the young man saw him approaching, his eyes lit up, and he ran towards him joyfully.

This person should have tidied up the previous mess... The stains are gone, and the roughness of the clothes is not much different from before.The trouser legs are one high and the other low, and the sleeves are one long and one short, but the shoes are of different colors, and the black silk tied up is pretty neat. If you look closely, the hairpin is actually a piece of medicinal material.

Even though he was born with a handsome appearance and a faint bookish look, his shabby walk is too much of a hindrance to admiration...

The young man had dark circles under his eyes that didn't seem to fade all year round, but his eyes were clear: "So the benefactor is the master of Xiaoshan sect! I'm sorry yesterday, I haven't been in the city for a long time, I don't know that all demon hunters are good... No, it's me I'm blind, I heard that demon hunters are cruel, but now I see that your sect understands righteousness and saves the people of Nanfeng from fire and water, it's really..."

Seeing that the other party was getting more and more excited, Xia Qi interrupted immediately, and asked straight to the point: "Okay, I don't blame you, you are from Jin Liancheng? How do you know Yin Yuan?"

The young man sighed humbly, but what he said was not the same: "It's just a mere introduction to the abyss, what's the difficulty... My name is Qiu Song, and I am a traveling doctor in Nanfeng Yueyang Town. To treat a difficult patient, I came to Nanfeng to buy some precious medicinal materials, but I was trapped here by this magic vine, fortunately I met a benefactor..."

Xia Qi saw that this person completely forgot how impassioned he was when he scolded Xiaoshan, so he couldn't help but cut off Qiu Song's endless words: "Can you solve Yinyuan?"

He also remembered that Qiu Song once said that there was nothing he could do, so he asked again, "Do you know anyone who can solve Yinyuan?"

Qiu Song sighed when he heard the words, the light in his eyes darkened a bit, and he looked at him with more pity and embarrassment: "Let's not say that there is no cure for Yin Yuan... You have been poisoned for many years, and Yin Yuan has already penetrated Every inch of the meridian, if you want to get rid of it, even if you have a cramp, it is impossible."

Xia Qi's eyelashes trembled, his heart seemed to sink into a bottomless abyss, and his blood was cold.

Even if the situation has been known for a long time, now it is told again by the person who knows the poison, and it is inevitable that the limbs and bones will be filled with the ice of despair.

There was a soft and moist touch on his cheek, and he suddenly came back to his senses.Sui Sui Xu was keenly aware of his sudden depression, and was approaching and licking him worriedly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiu Song immediately moved to his side and handed him two porcelain bottles: "Here, this is the analgesic pill I prepared overnight, but after taking it, I will be tired and lethargic for an hour or two. It can completely suppress the pain in the meridians caused by Yinyuan, and keep you refreshed. Although the effect of the medicine can only last for three days, there are no other side effects."

Xia Qi raised his eyes in surprise, even Wen Yuxie, the head of Changyao, a family of doctors, could only dispense half the elixir that relieved the pain.

This young, scruffy person in front of him can boast so much...

He was indeed very grateful for the overnight dispensing of the medicine, and he took it suspiciously, without concealing his disbelief: "Dare to ask where Doctor Qiu came from to have such supernatural powers?"

Qiu Song waved his hand: "As a traveling doctor, all patients in the world will become my teacher."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, hearing the demeanor of these words, he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him with admiration.

Qiu Song's serious tone disappeared in an instant, and he approached, and ambiguously sold in a low voice: "I still have some pills for the entertainment between Taoist couples. If the benefactor needs it, I can introduce their effects one by one... Make sure there is no harm in the slightest." body……"

As he spoke, he took out a mustard seed and rummaged inside for a while.

Xia Qi looked at Qiu Song in astonishment, and began to doubt the authenticity of the analgesic pill again, and couldn't help asking in his soul: "Your weird medicines... have you tried it, how did you try it, how do you know it won't work?" Something went wrong?"

Qiu Song seemed to have never been questioned about this question, and looked at Xia Qi in amazement, his eyes widened.

The hand that took out half of the mustard seed paused, and accidentally brought some things out of the mustard seed, and scattered them on the ground.

Xia Qi then saw that it was a piece of paper, he couldn't help but knelt down to help pick it up, and at the same time glanced curiously...

Qiu Song panicked and shouted: "Don't, don't...don't look!"

However, it was already too late, Xia Qi found out that there were some manuscript papers, which were half-written scripts, amidst Qiu Song's annoyed and frightened gasps.

Between the lines, he saw a name engraved in his heart with every stroke...it was his Taoist companion.

And the writing style and narrative technique of this storybook are very familiar, it is he who has collected many books... the story about the various entanglements between Qingyan and the mysterious Taoist couple.

Xia Qi took a deep breath, looked gloomyly at Qiu Song who closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, and an obvious answer was ready to come out: "...you are the author who wrote this series of story books?"

Qiu Song wiped his face with a look of "death is death", and said, "You don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills."

When Xia Qi first saw this series of story books, he just wanted to beat up the author who had edited them up. Later, he was also fascinated by it, and wanted to spend a lot of money to let the author replace the mysterious Taoist couple who had not been named in the story books with his own. Name, now that I met the author, the other party was still selling him weird pills...

His expression was complicated for a moment, he hesitated to speak, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you keep making up Qingyan?"

Qiu Song glanced at him reproachfully, and complained: "Why do you always write about him, I also wrote Qing Shiyu, Wen Yuxie, Bian Qiuguang, Fu Wan... It's because you didn't put your heart into collecting other scripts!"

Xia Qi was stunned, and the others were fine. If Master knew that he had been compiled into the scriptures of love and love... he still needs to find some way to repair the soul, and just read the scriptures in his ear, and he might become angry immediately , came across the mountains and chopped this guy.

Qiu Song simply talked about his works generously, with a look of pride in his eyes: "More than that, the characters in my works are all over the past and present, and I even wrote about the Wan Yao Wang Shulang. I will show you the original manuscript sometime."

Xia Qi became more and more suspicious of the professionalism of the person in front of him, how poor his medical skills were, so he had to find another way to make a living.

He was just curious by these words: "Do you know the Wan Yao King?"

When Qiu Song talked about the prototype of his own story, he couldn't help but slammed his mouth in high spirits for a while, and then said with a distant look: "Oh, listen to my grandfather, the demon king is so good... There is nothing like it in the world, it's not like a mortal. .”