What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

Xue Qing stretched his hand into the pond water just like that, yearning for a little coolness in the pond water.

If you can get this clear pool in summer, what a pleasure it is.

When the time comes for him to build his own cave, he will definitely also build such a pond together with a flower tree.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to enjoy the shade in summer and watch the colorful falling flowers?

Xue Qing was thinking this way, and found that his fingertips immersed in the water were surrounded by some small whitebait that he hadn't caught before.

The little fish seemed to regard Xue Qing's hand as a playground, scurrying around at Xue Qing's slightly open fingertips, having a great time playing.

The fish scales glowed with streamer from time to time.

Xue Qing couldn't help staring at it fascinated, but the water rippled away, and another fingertip protruding into the water broke the calm of the water surface.

The whitebait seemed to be frightened by the sudden movement, they scattered in all directions and ran away in a hurry.

his fish!

Looking at his suddenly empty palm, Xue Qing couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at the people around him.

At this moment, the sun moved a few minutes, and the sun shone again, dazzling the eyes.

So Xue Qing got up from the bank, went to sit under the acacia tree.

Fa Hai also stood up, and the two of them leaned against the acacia tree together to enjoy the shade.

Even the wind that blows is warm and cool.

It seems that even time is long and slow at this moment.

Looking at the Albizia Julibrissin flowers clustered like red clouds among the green leaves above his head, Xue Qing realized that since he woke up for so long, he hadn't discussed serious matters with Fa Hai.

Xue Qing turned his head away, and Fa Hai was leaning against the acacia tree, with his head raised slightly.

It's rare to see Fa Hai leaning so relaxedly.

From Xue Qing, one can see Fa Hairu's side face carefully carved by a sculptor, and his smooth jawline.

Probably because of his damaged cultivation base, he was covered with a layer of sickness, which blended with that awe-inspiring, cold and inviolable face, adding a bit of celestial appearance.

Like a fairy closing his eyes in the midst of falling, people can't bear to disturb him.

Xue Qing stared at Fa Hai silently for a while, and he didn't know why he was fascinated by it.

Until Fa Hai seemed to be aware of it, he turned his head, and along with the phoenix eyes, there was a cinnabar red mole that was a little darker than before.

It was like accidentally waking up the fairy in the painting.

It was only then that Xue Qing remembered his "business". Facing Fa Hai's gaze, Xue Qing told him about the vision of the jade pendant at that time and how they were brought here.

But then again... what about that jade pendant?

After he lost his demonic power after coma, he probably turned into a snake again. At that time, Fa Hai was also in a coma. I don't know if Fa Hai noticed the jade pendant after he woke up.

"Is it this one?"

Fa Hai stretched out his hand, and the jade pendant lay safely in Fa Hai's palm.

The jade pendant is carved with a phoenix that spreads its wings and wants to fly, which is lifelike.

Xue Qing nodded, "But it seems to have lost its effect now, and I don't know how it was triggered suddenly at that time."

The resplendent and resplendent White House is a false phantom built on top of the mausoleum. Thinking of the conversation with Qu Youyi and them before, this jade pendant should be the powerful personal thing that Qu Youyi said that has passed away.

And that powerful person should be the owner of the tomb, Xue Qing, told Fa Hai his conjecture, and then asked his previous doubts: "So where are we now...?"

Fa Hai pondered for a few minutes before speaking, "It should be an illusion."

What they fell into should be the illusion built by the magic power of the owner of the jade pendant, and they didn't know where they touched before they entered the illusion hidden in the jade pendant.

"Then how are we supposed to get out?"

Xue Qing couldn't help but frowned.

In fact, he also knew the answer.

There are thousands of illusions in the world, and there are different methods of exiting them. For example, the method of exiting the illusion of the monster snake that he tried before is to reach a certain level of cultivation in the illusion, and then he can automatically exit the realm.

But the place where they are now is really at a loss.

The only clue is the jade pendant in front of him, which looks no different from ordinary jade pendants. If you want to find a way to get out of the country, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. I really don't know where to start.

Xue Qing was still thinking about going back to see her sister Ying and how she would explain what happened this time. After all, he was really daring and reckless this time, and my sister must be very angry.

Fortunately, it is not certain whether he can go out or not.

In this illusion, he can only live with this stinky monk.

Looking at Fa Hai beside him, Xue Qing felt complicated.

In this illusion, it can be regarded as a day to day.

Xue Qingren leaned against the rough bark behind him, raised his head and looked up.

Out of the corner of his eye, Fa Hai turned his head away, and his phoenix eyes also looked away.

However, seeing his silent appearance, Xue Qing somehow wanted to tease him.

So Xue Qing turned around again.

"Hello, monk."

He obviously still called him a master before, but now he calls him a careless "monk" again.

It's just that the shining almond eyes and the corners of the raised lips are not annoying.

Seeing Fahai look over, the corners of Xue Qing's lips were raised higher, and the small moles on the eyelids were also hidden in the curved pupils.

"Didn't you say that you will kill me when we meet again?"

Fa Hai didn't answer, Xue Qing slowly stretched out his hand.

The palm of the hand brushed the undulating and exposed tree roots on the ground, and touched the acacia flower that fell between him and Fahai. The fingertips were stained with sand and the fragrance of the flower, and they grabbed a corner of Fahai's monk's robe.

He did it on purpose, obviously he knew that Fa Hai would not kill him now, nor could he, and he also knew why Fa Hai said that at the time.

However, he confidently interpreted this sentence again and put it on the surface for Fa Hai to face.

He is really bad.

Xue Qing thought so.

But he still felt a little secret pleasure because of his troublesome behavior.

When Fa Hai didn't answer, Xue Qing continued to grab the corner of Fa Hai's monk robe, as if he didn't stop until Fa Hai answered.

Seemingly helpless, Fa Hai raised the Adam's apple on his neck and slid it, then his phoenix eyes turned around again, and Xue Qing, who curled up his lips and smiled crookedly, was in his eyes.

The young man didn't know that his dark cloud-like hair had fallen flowers again, and the Albizia julibrissin was sticking obediently to his temples, and the bright red Albizia juliensis and the red eye corners matched each other.

And the color quietly appearing on that beauty's face was even more gorgeous than the acacia in her hair.

He never had the heart.

Fa Hai's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

"Okay." Without Fa Hai's answer, Xue Qing looked away sadly, "When your cultivation level recovers, I will die too."

The ending sound is also a little lonely.

"no."

When Fahai opened his mouth, his curled fingertips revealed a little bit of his mood at the moment.

Facing the smile on Xue Qing's face, Fa Hai's voice went silent again.

But Xue Qing didn't force Fa Hai to give an answer, he also knew Fa Hai's character like a saw-mouthed gourd.

It seemed that he was intentionally playing tricks on Fa Hai, although that was the case.

"Okay then." Xue Qing nodded, "I'll trust you just once, let's pull the hook."

Xue Qing let go of Fa Hai's monk's robe that he had been holding onto, and stretched out his hand in front of Fa Hai.

"Pull...hook?"

It was rare for Xue Qing to see a little bit of astonishment on the face of this monk who always had a cold face, and even the phoenix eyes opened even wider.

Inexplicably feel a little cute from it.

Xue Qing explained to Fa Hai what a pull hook is, and then demonstrated it to Fa Hai with his own hands.

Following Xue Qing's example, Fa Hai folded his five fingers together, and then stretched out his index finger.

The thin white fingers from another person hooked his fingertips, and the two fingers were close together.

Thumbs up.

Shaking Fa Hai's hand, Xue Qing said with a sense of ceremony: "Hang yourself with the hook, and you can't change it for 100 years."

After finishing speaking, Xue Qing regretted it again.

The current 100 years is still a bit short for monsters.

But thinking about life after life is too long.

Therefore, Xue Qing added another sentence, "Three lives and three generations, no changes are allowed."

Letting go, Xue Qing looked at Fa Hai, "You can't break the contract~" Fa Hai's gaze was still on his fingertips, and the temperature from another person seemed to remain on his fingertips.

He looked at Xue Qing, his throat twitched slightly, and he agreed: "Well, I won't breach the contract."

The fingertips hanging by the side twirled slightly, as if they were still greedy for something.

The two leaned against a tree full of flowers in this way, and they looked into the distance together.

No one spoke, but it didn't feel boring either.

Time is like this, passing by like a trickle.

Watching the sun move westward little by little, the sleepiness in the noon also diffused.

The breeze over the water in the mountains and the shade under the canopy make people more drowsy.

Under the shadow of swaying leaves, Xue Qing fell asleep in the fragrance of flowers and plants.

I don't know how long this sleep lasted. When Xue Qing woke up, there was already a magnificent sunset in front of him.

The burning sunset coated the surface of the pool with a layer of warm orange.

It was evening.

He still closed his eyes half-closed and half-opened a little sleepily, except for the faint sound of birds chirping and cicadas in the distance that could hardly be heard, as well as the sound of sandalwood beads being struck.

The jade-faced monk lowered his eyes and sat in meditation beside him.

The setting sun also gave him a warm color.

As if sensing Xue Qing's gaze, the monk looked up.

"Awake?" he asked.

"En." Xue Qing lazily replied.

At this time, the sky was getting late, and it seemed that the sky was about to get dark.

It's time to go back.

If he couldn't find a way to leave the country, he and Fa Hai would just stay in the wild as savages.

Xue Qing thought to himself mockingly.

"Let's go back." Xue Qing said.

Hearing this, Fahai also stood up, but Xue Qing, who had just woken up not long ago, was still laziness in his bones, and simply turned into a snake shape.

The handsome young man disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a beautiful little green snake.

The neat scales on the side reflecting the sunset light glow magnificently like glass.

The noble little snake bent its elongated body, lowered its heart-shaped head slightly, and stared at Fa Hai, who had no reaction to his transformation, with obsidian black bean eyes.

I thought the monk would at least be surprised.

Would he recognize that the snake looked familiar?

But as soon as this thought came to Xue Qing, he felt that he was thinking too much, because Fa Hai had already seen the snake shape he used when he was unconscious, countless times.

Those who should be noticed have already been noticed, and if they can't be noticed, they really can't be noticed.

Fa Hai took a few steps forward, then stopped, looking at the little green snake who was still staring at him.

Xue Qing realized that he had stopped here, and was about to keep up when he saw a handsome monk walking towards him.

The person who is as unkind as a god and Buddha bent down towards him and stretched out his hand.

Palms up, an inviting gesture.

Just like that time at the inn.

Xue Qing still remembered.

The little green snake spit out the letter, climbed up, and stopped on Fahai's shoulder.

The tip of the tail made a circle on Fahai's shoulder.

The little snake held its head high, spitting out a forked pink snake letter, looking very airy.

They go home at sunset.