I have been assisting these years

It was inexplicable.

Qi Jin glanced at the person next to him, and felt that this person's voice was not only strange, but also like to meddle in other people's business.

She turned around and was about to leave, she wasn't even interested in what pattern the fireworks emitted.

There was an unexplainable uneasiness.

After walking a few steps, she felt something was wrong again.

Just now, the ghost seal in her body had an inexplicable reaction, which made her look back again.

The lanky figure picked up the tube of fireworks that Qi Jin had thrown away, and pulled it open on his own.

It is the pattern of a bun.

boring.

Qi Jin turned around and left. The surrounding area was too lively, and the hustle and bustle became one piece, but it seemed more and more lonely at the line between the sea and the sky.

On the way back, she stopped by to buy Boundless Moon's special product, Yuanyue Ciba, and carried it to her residence.

There are many monks in Boundless Moon, and because they are staying here, the number of monks seen on the street is several times more than that in ordinary towns.

Qi Jin was wearing a sky-blue long dress, and it was rare to find a cooler color in her clothes, except for Yuemen's repair robe.

She prefers those bright-colored clothes, but people who practice Taoism have always asked for abstinence and asceticism, which makes her seem nondescript.

Outside the courtyard is a deep alley, Qi Jin pushed open the courtyard door, and when she came, she reported that her house had a nice courtyard.

Now that the weather is getting cooler, the autumn wind enters the hospital at night, and the wind chimes on the corner of the eaves are ringing, even the lanterns are shaking, and the light and shadow are swaying.

She walked up the wooden ladder, pushed away the first room, and said without looking, "Feng Changyu, are you awake?"

After coming out of Weicheng, Feng Changyu fell asleep and woke up all the way, Qi Jinyuan thought that he might as well take this sick senior sister back to Yuqingque.

Talk to Leng Qiuzi, but the other party still doesn't agree.

It's too cruel, don't you worry that Feng Changyu will die?

It made me look like an old woman after running around.

"You're back?"

Feng Changyu was really awake, even if she wasn't awake, Qi Jin would wake her up.

After all, every time this person closes his eyes, he feels like he is going to sleep for a long time.

Feng Changyu sat by the window, the paper window was wide open, from here one could see the scenery of the boundless moon and the boundless sea.

Qi Jin sat on another chair, and pushed the Yuanyue glutinous rice cake in his hand to the other party's eyes.

"It's still hot, let's eat."

Braving the heat, Qi Jin passed the chopsticks to Feng Changyu along the way.

When Feng Changyu picked up the chopsticks, his fingertips touched Qi Jin's skin, and suddenly grabbed Qi Jin's wrists, causing the chopsticks to fall on the rice cakes, and finally he couldn't stand still, and rolled off the table with a grunt.

"What are you doing?"

Qi Jin doesn't understand Feng Changyu's madness.

"If you need ghost energy, just say no."

Feng Changyu always looked weak, sometimes Qi Jin was bored and would count Feng Changyu's white hair, but later he couldn't bear to count and felt that the other party was a bit pitiful.

She didn't understand why the other party was weakening so quickly, his cultivation hadn't dropped at all, but his waking time was getting shorter and shorter, wishing he could indulge in big dreams all day long.

Her wrist was grabbed by Feng Changyu's cold hand, and Qi Jin didn't bother to struggle.

After Wen Xuanqing left, her poor mouth had no place to play, and she turned into a self-contained rambling, "It's quite lively outside, if you're free, you can go out for a stroll, today is still some kind of Moon God Festival... Hey, didn't you Is the nickname Luna..."

"Did you meet anyone today?"

Feng Changyu interrupted Qi Jin's broken thoughts, she still held Qi Jin's hand, but instead of wrapping her wrist around her fingers, she put her palm on the opponent's palm.

Such a gesture made Qi Jin a little uncomfortable, she wanted to shrink back, but was grabbed even tighter.

"People? I met a lot of people."

Qi Jin yawned, and then Feng Changyu asked, "Someone with ghost aura."

"I'm not sure," Qi Jin propped her face with the other hand, she looked at Feng Changyu, who pursed his lips with a dignified expression, but his face was pale, and his usual point was actually reduced by a little bit.

"I didn't even see the face."

When Qi Jin met that person, she felt uncomfortable all over, which diluted her ghost mark's sensitivity to the ghost clan's aura. Looking back at this time, she found that what she hated was the other person's posture.

That tone, that familiar feeling.

She couldn't help but think about the person she couldn't contact.

She didn't know many people from the Star Gate, Lu Yuanxing was a freak, and Yu Ling left again.

Besides, if you have nothing to do, you can't go to find fellow practitioners in private. When traveling, who would waste spiritual power to pick up some sound transmission.

She never liked to cover up.

With joy, anger, sorrow and joy on her face, Feng Changyu could immediately see her irritability.

Faint longing lurks in the brows furrowed because of irritability, and even Feng Changyu begins to feel uncomfortable.

The cold fingertips touched Qi Jin's eyebrows and rubbed them.

Qi Jin grabbed that finger, "Don't get close to anyone who is rude."

She said so, while holding the hand that was originally held down by Feng Changyu, and lost the ghostly aura from the ghost mark to the other party.

After the ghost seal is awakened, will there be a ghost energy that circulates around Qi Jin's body?

Qi Jin is practicing the Yuemen technique, and another aura in her body has been helping her resist the continuous ghost aura that was awakened.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, she knows how to transform after a few times.

But Feng Changyu needs it, and it saves her trouble.

She yawned again and squinted at the woman across from her.

Feng Changyu puts on an unhappy face every day, looks like I am a beautiful woman with a super good temper in front of others, and acts like a mother in front of Qi Jin all day long in private, and even rubs her brows, she must rub her own.

Taking advantage of Feng Changyu's transformation of the ghost energy she had inputted, Qi Jin couldn't help reaching out and tapping her peach blossom.

It feels a little weird.

There will always be unevenness after branding, but you can't see it, you can only find it when you get started.

Feng Changyu raised his eyes, glanced at Qi Jin, and said nothing.

When they first met, Feng Changyu's hidden innocence also disappeared with time, turning into a kind of silent connivance.

And this kind of pampering could easily make Qi Jin push his nose on his face, she stretched out two fingers, and felt it carefully again.

"Don't make trouble."

Feng Changyu was a little helpless.

At this time, her eyes faintly turned emerald again, and the ghost energy entered her body, dispelling the repulsion caused by her Taoist body, and her complexion improved a little.

Qi Jin's fingers were held.

She wasn't embarrassed at all, "I always thought it was posted."

Others thought it was a birthmark.

Qi Jin thought they were so stupid, he believed them all.

These disciples who traveled together were always a little afraid of Feng Changyu, and were also surprised that Feng Changyu didn't wear a veil.

But no matter how beautiful she is, it will not be so strange after a long time to get used to it. Instead, she began to discuss why Senior Sister Feng has peach blossoms on her face.

After all, I am still envious, and I came to the conclusion that geniuses are all given by God.

And there's the mark.

"I think it's posted."

Feng Changyu sighed.

Qi Jin also sighed, "The posting is not as special as yours."

She understands why Feng Changyu thinks this way, there is no way to choose her origin, the reason why Feng Changyu hates the ghost clan is mostly because of her mother Danniang's fate, and also her own fate.

In fact, it's more that she wants to find a reason to keep herself alive. If there is no love, then hate.

Hate is much longer than love, and it can make people live more clearly.

The three disciples of the Moon Gate.

No one has a heart for the common people in the world, and they all live for themselves to fulfill other people's selfish desires.

Feng Changyu lived to live, to live to hate, and to live became an obsession, waiting for the last day.

Qi Jin is looking for a reason for her existence. Her system is as quiet as a chicken, and she is wrapped up in so many things. She has no reason and can only go along.

Wen Xuanqing was arranged by Leng Qiuzi, but by accident, he got the chance. Sooner or later, he will be the pillar of righteousness for the common people in the world.

"Sister-in-law."

As Qi Jin was talking, she reached out to grab a glutinous rice cake, which was still a little hot, so she took a bite and hummed vaguely.

"Is there anywhere you want to go?"

Feng Changyu also knew that Qi Jin had asked Leng Qiuzi about her situation.

Qi Jin yelled that Master was too heartless, but Feng Changyu understood that Leng Qiuzi wanted her to go around.

After all, she promised back then.

"Going to Jinchi, I want to watch Nuo Opera, it's very interesting."

Yuanyue glutinous rice cakes are very sweet, Qi Jin always eats something delicious, so Feng Changyu simply took it with his hands.

"Then go tomorrow?"

She was holding and eating like this, and she was on the stage better than Qi Jin, who didn't want Qi Jin to still lick his fingers.

"what?"

Qi Jin pursed his lips, "Tomorrow? Lu Yuanxing and the others probably haven't listened enough."

Those few went to Zhengsu as guests.

"Just me and you."

Feng Changyu took small bites of the glutinous rice cake, it was rare for Qi Jin to watch her eat.

Being with Feng Changyu is sometimes boring. She doesn't like to eat snacks, and she can't pick up many topics. .

But isn't that good.

"Okay, let me tell you when they come back."

Jinchi is on the edge of the boundless moon, it is a small town.

In fact, it is closer to Lianzhu Gate, but Qi heard about the fame of Nuo Opera this morning, and he was very itchy.

Her joy rose to the brows, and she smiled at Feng Changyu.

"Eat slowly, I'll go back and feed Awang some food."

It was as if Feng Changyu needed to be fed just like that black pig.

Feng Changyu was not angry at all, she watched the other party walk away in a hurry, and then closed the door with a bang before bowing her head.

There are two glutinous rice cakes left, and it is the first time for her to eat this.

Together with Qi Jin, although Feng Changyu still didn't eat much snacks, he still ate some.

Her world is extremely boring, Qi Jin is like a bottle of colored ink, splashed on it, making it colorful now.

The glutinous rice cakes are very sweet, poured with brown sugar, and even the fingers are sticky.

Feng Changyu remembered the action of Qi Jin licking her fingers just now, and she also lowered her head and licked her own fingertips.

Fireworks on the coast beyond the window banged.

The excitement of Boundless Moon was second only to Shengjing. Feng Changyu closed his eyes and felt the night wind. The next moment, he suddenly stood up.

Outside the window is a deep alley, and the houses on both sides are lit.

Candlelight is spread on the stone road, and there are people coming and going.

Feng Changyu looked down, thinking that he was wrong.

But at the next moment, she saw someone coming out of the darkness around the corner, dressed in black clothes, dressed as a man, wearing a strange paper mask, long hair reaching to the waist, and a loose belt, like a decoration, revealing something for no reason Chic.

This breath is too familiar, like her own.

The man looked up and took off his mask.

A pale face, the left half of the face seemed to have been burned by fire, it was extremely ferocious, while the right half of the face was exactly the same as Feng Changyu.

But she couldn't tell the difference, the contrast between the left and the right was too strong, which made her look treacherous.

The arc of the corners of the lips was also cold, like a provocation.

Feng Changyu's hands were clutching the window lattice, and that face couldn't be fake, which made her extremely horrified.

There was a lot of dust on the hands that were sticky with sugar sauce, and Feng Changyu suddenly felt the taste.

She stood in front of the window, that person was hidden in the darkness, his eyes met, the same emerald color.

The difference is that the popularity is calm and leisurely.

The sound came to Feng Changyu's ears accurately with the night wind, and it was a sentence with a strange tone——

"See you for a long time, my sister."