I have been assisting these years

Qi Jin ran to Yinfeng every day at the beginning, but after a long time, he didn't go much.

The head directors of each sect in Yuqingque have changed a group. Her master Leng Qiuzi has become the leader of the Dao League. Originally, she wanted Qi Jin to take over this position, but Qi Jin still has a family business to inherit, so it is declined.

Lan Zimao became the chief director, but Xie Xiaozhi even took the position of deputy director.

Xie Xiaozhi was very dissatisfied with Qi Jin's use of the word "promiscuous" to describe her high-ranking history, but her second senior sister's bad mouth is hard to change.

Even though he knew that his little junior sister did have some abilities, but at this time he still wanted to frustrate the other party's spirit.

Jiang Yan took over as the director of Star Gate, and Lu Yuanxing was actually the deputy director. Qi Jin also found it funny when he heard the news.

The other party still looks like the white-faced scholar back then, but his body is a bit wider, and his personality is still as bitter and mean to Qi Jin as before.

"I can't tell you."

Qi Jin waved his hand, bent over to the group of fellow new officials, and congratulated in a strange way.

If it is not known that her family is rich and there is an island to inherit, it may be considered sour.

Qi Jin stayed in Yuqing Que until the spring and summer of the next year.

Wait until the ceremony for Feng Zhi to take over as Que Lord is completely over before leaving.

The grass and trees under the mountain are flourishing, and the life of plants should not be underestimated, and so should people.

She bid farewell to her teacher's sect and fellow sect, and returned to Jing Yu.

Before leaving, Xie Xiaozhi was still crying, and called out to the second senior sister who was reluctant.

Qi Jin hugged her, "It's not like I won't come back."

The little girl has grown into a big girl, and she is also very strict with the new disciples, and even stricter with herself.

It's just that he is still the same in front of Qi Jin.

With red eyes, red nose, and pursed mouth, "You won't come back because of me."

Qi Jin groaned, she still had the funny cloth bag hanging around her waist that was so old that it didn't match her new clothes at all, she took out a ebony plum from it, and stuffed it into Xie Xiaozhi's mouth.

"Is it sour?"

How could Xie Xiaozhi not understand what Qi Jin meant, snorted, and stepped on the other party's snow-white boots.

Qi Jin glanced at his boots stained with black footprints, and sighed faintly, "It's such a blessing..."

"I see that there are quite a few handsome young men among the new disciples this year. If you see one you like, try it."

Qi Jin stroked the little junior sister's hair, and knew that the other party still had such a knot in his heart.

Her tone was full of worrying that is unique to the elderly, Xie Xiaozhi only felt a headache, and shook off the other party's hand, "You really like to meddle in other people's business!"

Qi Jin leaned over with a sad face, "How can someone meddle in their own business?"

Her complexion was still as pale as after the great battle, and she didn't look very good under Feng Zhi's care.

Fast forward to several years, and Qi Jin's reason for saying goodbye was that it was almost too good, plus the annoying parents at home were urging him, it would be really unfilial if he didn't go back.

Her words are always half-truths and half-false, making it impossible to tell whether she is sincere or false.

If it was like this when she was a teenager, you can still get a glimpse of it from her eyes and expressions, but she is no longer a teenager. When teaching new disciples, she laughs at herself as a centenarian, even if a centenarian is in the eyes of a monk. It is considered young in age.

The lotus pond in Yinfeng was as bright as ever.

Xie Xiaozhi also visited it before, and she stayed there for a long time, only feeling an unbearable sense of loneliness.

Yinfeng is too quiet, and there are no living things, only the sound of wind and occasional cranes all day long.

She didn't know how Second Senior Sister stayed here for a whole day.

The phrase "You worry about yourself" stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say it for a long time. Finally, she could only stretch out her hand and push away Qi Jin's approaching face, "Remember to bring me some special products next time you come back."

Qi Jin groaned, "What's up, little fish?"

"King crab."

Xie Xiaozhi corrected it.

Qi Jin smiled and stretched out his hands to rub Xie Xiaozhi's hair, watching with satisfaction that it had turned into a bird's nest, and then dodged away before the other party was about to roar.

"I will bring it~"

Before returning to Jing Yu, she went to Huangquan Road.

There are also many people living here in Huangquan Dao. During the days of the Dao Ghost War, an inexplicable fire also burned the extremely dark place under Huangquan Dao.

That is the fire from the deep sea. Ghosts are afraid of cold stones, and even more afraid of cold fire.

But the ghost clan did not die after all, and the seals of the extremely dark land were layer after layer.

Others can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

On the contrary, under the auspices of Wen Xuanqing, many of the Yaozu were allowed to go to Weicheng.

On the streets of some lively towns, traces of demons can also be seen.

It's just that there is no speed, and there is no monster to hurt people.

Weicheng is still a demon city, and no one has the horror of the rumors in the early years, which adds a bit of strangeness.

Wen Xuanqing also sent an invitation letter to Qi Jin, to the effect that if the second senior sister is free, she can also come to Weicheng as a guest.

It is said that there are many lively programs.

Qi Jin was actually quite free, but she didn't think it was very interesting to go alone, so she went back for a while.

But how many days will pass, she herself does not know.

There are many wine shops in Huangquan Road, and many of the people who come and go are monsters. Some monsters have not completely faded, and they are bouncing on the street with their ears exposed. They are caught by curious human children, and the children are beaten. My parents scolded me.

Qi Jin glanced twice, then looked away again.

She went into a liquor store called Two Bowls.

This wine shop is quite famous, and it is widely spread among Yuqing Que's disciples, and it can be called a must-visit place when traveling.

Whoever hasn't poured two bowls is the Jiuxian.

It's just that the war has only passed a few years, and it's still too early to travel, so I can only think about it

Qi Jin lifted the linen curtain and walked in.

The ground inside is sunken, but the floor is smooth. There is a large wine jar in the hall, which is connected with wine guides all around, like a faucet, and the wine will flow out as soon as it is turned.

The aroma of wine came to my face.

There were people sitting in twos and threes in the small wine shop. When they saw someone coming in, some of them glanced at Qi Jin, some drank without raising their heads, and some had a good conversation.

A little boy in coarse linen came over, with a long tail dragging behind his buttocks.

It looks like a cat.

"What wine do you want to drink?"

The weather is a bit hot, Huangquan Road is located in a remote place, backed by mountains, it is a shaded side, but it is not that hot.

It's just that the popularity is gathering, and it's still a bit awkward.

"I don't want to drink, I'm here to find someone."

Qi Jin smiled at the little cat kid, thinking that the big eyes of the other party were very cute, and he really wanted to pet the other party's tail.

But this was indecent, she withdrew her gaze, "The person I'm looking for... should be your shopkeeper."

The child snorted, wagged his tail, and stretched out his hand, "You are that adult, this way please."

Qi Jin followed her upstairs.

The wooden steps creaked when stepped on. It was still hot in June, and the attic was even hotter.

But because of Qi Jin's physique, he is not so afraid of heat anymore, and the person lying on the rocking chair in the attic is not afraid of heat either.

Wearing a thick robe in this kind of weather turned early summer into late autumn.

The little cat child brought Qi Jin to him, and jumped down the stairs by himself, his body was light, which surprised Qi Jin.

"Here it is."

The man was also holding a cattail fan, which seemed nondescript again.

Qi Jin pulled a small stool and sat down, and took out the things that Leng Qiuzi wanted to bring to the other party in his spiritual pouch.

What is the bark of a thousand-year-old pine and cypress, what is the skin of a stream fish in Yuqingque Mountain, what is the small tooth of a crab claw...

Outlandish.

Qi Jin accepted it convulsively at the beginning, and Leng Qiuzi also looked very helpless——

"Uncle Ning, she...she is so unique."

Maverick feeling is a good thing to say.

Ning Shuangliu's hair was extremely long, with red ends, a bit like the dead ghost king's hair.

It's all a little red hidden in the thick black, as if she has been laying out for years, dormant in the boundless darkness of the extremely yin place, waiting for a chance to counterattack.

Qi Jin has guessed the origin of Ning Shuangliu.

After all, she herself who has experienced a different future doesn't know the name of the person in that mountain waterfall.

So it's just guesswork.

The two of them met as if they had been in a lifetime, and Qi Jin was able to confirm the identity of this person at a glance.

The person who asked her if she would change her fate against the sky.

Ning Shuangliu glanced sideways at the things Qi Jin had brought over, and smiled softly.

"The elder sister is still so obedient."

Qi Jin pretended not to hear, she felt that it was not easy for her master, this junior sister did not have a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Come here and let me see."

Her impression of Qi Jin is still the downcast appearance before going back in time.

In the end, the honorable young island master had no roots and wandered the world without sorrow or joy.

Now he is still the young island owner, and he is not as clear-eyed as before without sadness and joy.

But looking at it still makes people feel that the child has a bitter face.

Qi Jin is also looking at her.

The woman has a dignified face and looks 27-[-].

She is not as serious as Leng Qiuzi, nor as gorgeous as Feng Zhi, but she gives people the feeling of a big wife with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

And a little lazy.

"Are you satisfied with the ending now?"

Qi Jin asked first.

She didn't ask why Ning Shuangliu had such ability.

"I am very satisfied."

Ning Shuangliu shook her cattail fan, and when she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes like crow feathers cast distinct shadows under her eyes.

"how about you?"

She asked Qi Jin.

"I am satisfied too, but you are not."

Qi Jin put away what Leng Qiuzi told him, took out a black plum from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"Oh?"

Ning Shuangliu seemed to find it interesting, and took a look at this junior.

Qi Jin didn't answer, just looked at Ning Shuangliu's wrist which was exposed by shaking the fan.

There is an ugly braided rope tied around her wrist, which is completely inconsistent with her temperament.

Her whole body has a sense of transcendence, like her original appearance.

But maybe it's living in the ghost clan for many years, which makes this floating air feel a little bit cold, making people feel tall at first glance, but far away after a long look.

She risked her life in exchange for the ending, which is equivalent to saving the common people in the world.

But very few people know.

Qi Jin didn't understand why she would do this.

Ning Shuangliu coughed, "Don't guess what's there and what's not. Didn't we just pay for the things we cherish in the first place?"

That is true.

Her hair was disheveled, and the exercises she had practiced as a disciple of Yuqingque also completely dissipated because she became a ghost.

Dormant for several years, considered exhaustive strategy, for the final success.

"If I didn't wake up, what should you do?"

Qi Jin asked again.

"If you haven't woken up, it's just that Feng Changyu died of exhaustion, and the mantis on the swallows ate the cicadas, and I was behind the oriole, but it will take a long time to eradicate the old ghost clan in the extremely dark land."

Ning Shuangliu's voice was as gentle as her face, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

"But you still woke up," Ning Shuangliu smiled. "At that time you agreed so without thinking, I knew I won the bet."

It doesn't count to mention the previous life, time regression is a secret method of obsession.She glimpsed the secret by chance, but was ordered to be executed. The deep sea was boundless, but she survived unexpectedly.

She wandered for several years, met Lord Que, and was accepted as a disciple. She liked that period of time, unlike the coldness of Xiandao.

I also thought that it could change, but after all, it couldn't resist the push of time.

The retrospective cost of life-to-life exchange is neither too big nor too small.

Who knows if I will have life after life, anyway, there are no ghost races.

After going back, she changed from the original point, starting from the birth of the new ghost king and erecting a cage step by step. Seeing the choices Qi Jin made again and again, there were variables, but she finally came back.

Just like now, the years are quiet.

"You don't have to worry too much, those who want to wake up will always wake up."

After all, they have a deep relationship, Ning Shuangliu comforted her.

Qi Jin: "Thank you, I didn't help much either."

If there is no other party, the person she wants to meet probably won't even have the chance to wait.

"You're welcome," Ning Shuangliu's wicker chair shook and shook, "If you hadn't taken away the ghost seal, it would not have been so easy to succeed."

She reached out and grabbed Qi Jin's wrist.

Before Qi Jin could struggle, a wave of heat was transmitted to her body.

"You are!"

She wanted to break free, but Ning Shuangliu was very stubborn. The wounds in Qi Jin's body were too difficult to heal. The ghost seal and her epee with a cold stone scabbard consumed her life energy all the time, but it was hard for others to notice. Zhi's elixir is only temporarily maintaining the balance.

And Ning Shuangliu used her cultivation to dissolve the ghost seal energy in Qi Jin's body bit by bit.

This is not difficult for ghost people to do.

It's not because of the ancient ghost clan that it's difficult to do it, Qi Jin knows this too well, Feng Zhi once said that if the person from Hechi wakes up, it won't be the body of the ancient ghost clan.

And Ning Shuangliu is the last person in the world who has the blood of the ancient ghost clan.

"Are you crazy!"

Qi Jin yells at her.

However, the person who had a lot of bonds with her patted her on the shoulder and yawned, "I'm not crazy, for your own good, you accept it."

"What about you?"

"I will continue to open a small shop and continue to live."

The woman waved her hand at Qi Jin, "Go home quickly."

Her eviction order could not be refused, and Qi Jin was really driven out with vigor.

The little cat kid didn't know why, and looked at Qi Jin who was wearing a repair robe and reluctantly left.

She looked upstairs curiously.

The tavern didn't close until late at night, and the little cat went upstairs to ask the shopkeeper why he didn't come down to check the accounts.

Only to find that the woman lying on the rattan chair was out of breath, and only left a letter on the table, explaining what to make the two bowls of wine in this tavern.

Ning Shuangliu left with a smile. She put her left hand on her right and made a gesture of stroking the worn-out braided rope.