The Song of Chen Qingling will never end

When eating breakfast the next day, Wei Wuxian only mentioned this matter, and the children quickly shared the tasks, divided into two directions, checking people and checking Yu.Take your sword and go!

Wei WuXian looked at the menacing looks of these children and said, "Are they trying to get back the face they lost yesterday? HanGuang-Jun, let's go to the wine shop yesterday and ask."

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, when the owner of the wine shop saw Wang Xian coming, he hurriedly greeted him: "You two guests, did you see that ghost yesterday?"

Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows and said exaggeratedly, "I see you! I was scared to death, what a miserable death!"

The boss poured three glasses of wine and seemed full of stories to tell, "Ouch! You two are really lucky. Last night, several people encountered that ghost. I closed the stall late, and I saw it from a distance! I didn't see who it was, but the deep wound on the neck made my legs weak!"

Wei WuXian silently drank up the wine in front of Lan WangJi and turned the glass upside down, "Such a death like this is rare, boss, guess who it is?"

The boss was very anxious when he heard this, "Who would have guessed this? It must not be our local people. Which family's children have been hacked into such untold rumors."

Wei WuXian said, "What about those who have seen ghosts, did they see what they looked like at such a close distance?"

"Ouch! I'm so scared that I don't even know who I am, how can I still remember the appearance of a ghost!"

Wei WuXian knowingly asked, "Did he hurt anyone?"

"That's not true, I just took a piece of jade and asked."

"Jade? What jade? Have you seen it, boss?"

"I've never seen it before. It's long gone! Those who were frightened don't even remember it."

Wei Wuxian sighed silently in his heart, the clue was broken here.The miserable soul was discovered only now, and it must have been killed in a desolate place. The corpse may have been turned into a handful of mud a long time ago, and it still exists in the world relying on an obsession to find someone who has long been forgotten. The master must be the person he values ​​most.

The moonlight is like water, and the sound of the flute is light. The ghostly scholar who has been sleeping for a day is awakened by the sound of the flute and finds the source of the sound. Hearing the sound of the flute, the scholar comes to the outside of Yu's house, still holding the half jade tightly in his hand. Xian and the two still held the jade and leaned forward and asked, "May I ask the two masters who have seen this jade?"

Wei Wuxian said: "You only have this piece of jade, how do you find someone, do you still remember the owner's appearance?"

The scholar said with confused eyes: "I, I, I don't remember."

"I can't even remember, so why are you still looking for him?"

The scholar looked at the jade in his hand and smiled slowly: "Because I can feel that he is waiting for me, so I want to find him and tell him not to wait for me."

Lan Wangji's eyes moved slightly, Wei Wuxian didn't notice his strangeness and said: "If you want to find him, you have to find yourself first, why don't you tell me everything you remember, even if you remember a little bit."

The scholar's eyes were confused for a while and he slowly shook his head: "I really can't remember."

Wei Wuxian carefully asked Lan Wangji, "Let's empathize."

Lan Wangji looked at him and frowned slightly, Wei Wuxian hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, "His spiritual power is low, nothing will happen, and you are also watching me by my side."

This seems to be the only way. After all, Wei Wuxian still cares about Lan Wangji's love for him. A flash of inspiration came up with a way. If you don't remember some things, you may not really forget them. Find his body and half the problem will be solved.

Wei Wuxian walked up to the scholar and snapped his fingers, the scholar's eyes were blank, Wei Wuxian snapped his fingers again, his eyes followed the direction of Wei Wuxian's finger, Wei Wuxian whispered, "" Take us to your body."

The scholar slowly turned his body and floated towards the east. They followed the road for a while and found that this was the main road leading to the main traffic road outside the town. , huh? Stopped?"

The scholar stopped in the middle of the road, his eyes flickered for a moment and his hands seemed to move, Wei Wuxian asked in surprise, "Did he break free from my control?"

"No, he's looking for something."

Wei Wuxian had a flash of inspiration, "When he died, there must have been something conspicuous around him, so he was looking for that thing."

"Ah."

"Look at him like this. This should be the place where he died. I don't know how long he has been dead. This place has changed a lot. The markers are gone. I'm afraid I can't even find the bones."

The scholar wandered around here for a long time, wandering to a hidden place beside the road, pushed aside the taller than a person's pole grass, turned over the thick stone covered with moss, the scholar squatted down and dug out the one-foot-deep soil , no bones were seen, only half a piece of white jade glowing in the mud, the scholar combined the half piece of white jade in the mud with the half piece of white jade in his hand, the gap disappeared, the scholar's eyes flowed tears, he choked up Said: "I remembered."

The scholar's surname is Shen, and his first name is Xi. Five years ago, he met Xie Chong on his way to Beijing to rush for the exam. Fortunately, a famous monk rescued him. During the fight with Xie Chong, the jade fell and was picked up by Shen Xi. The two have known each other since then , that monk is called Yang Zhao.

When Shen Xi talked about the past, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his words were full of longing. Wei Wuxian could almost conclude that the relationship between the two of them was the same as that of him and Lan Zhan, they were Taoist couples.

It's just that the way is different, the two of them don't want to drag each other down, and when they parted, they agreed that Shen Xi would definitely come on Yang Zhao's birthday, and Yang Zhao left him the jade as a token.Shen Xi came, and when he passed the mountain the day before Yang Zhao's birthday, the jade he had been wearing around his neck fell off for some reason, and Shen Xi hurried after him, but at this moment his neck was cut by a trap set by Orion. Yu also hit Qingyan at this time and broke into two halves. He bled to death. The ghost on the mountain absorbed half of the jade's spiritual energy and cultivated it into a human form. In order to be grateful, he buried his body on the spot, along with other That half of jade was also because of the aura of the other half of jade that allowed Shen Xi to exist in the world as a spirit body for so many years without dissipating.

Wei Wuxian couldn't absorb the consciousness of the spirit body to see Yang Zhao's appearance, otherwise he would be able to draw a portrait and look for it slowly.

Shen Xi bowed to Wang Xian and said, "Thank you both for helping me retrieve my memory."

Wei Wuxian said, "No need, anyway, we are idle when we are idle."

In Shen Xi's memory, Yang Zhao was always dressed in blue. When he smiled, his eyes were curved like crescent moons. When he carried himself on his back, he saw a red mole behind his ear. He clicked on the red mole by accident. , Yang Zhao couldn't help laughing out loud, and almost threw Shen Xi down. It was also on Yang Zhao's back that day, and Shen Xi asked him, "Do you have someone you like?"

"Yes, he's on my back."

Shen Xi fell into deep memories, the spirit body gradually disappeared due to his emotional agitation, Wei Wuxian immediately threw a talisman to stabilize his figure and said, "Calm down."

Shen Xi said: "Thank you, I will definitely hold on until I find him."