Bone

Chapter 108

"The second floor is almost cleaned up."

Tan Fengyue glanced at the subtle colorful light on the window frame calmly, took Sanjiu aside, let him stand upright, stacked the books in her arms on the table with one hand, and looked at the whole thing with great interest. Two ghosts, one big and one small, "What are you talking about secretly behind my back?"

Qin Nianjiu looked at Sanjiu when he heard the words, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How can there be 'secretly'..." Receiving the wink from Mr. Gui, Sanjiu stuck out his tongue at Tan Fengyue, and secretly scolded him for being mean, "I finished choosing the flowers and plants, and I am afraid that Mr. Gui would be too idle to stay alone Panic, are you here to chat with him to relieve boredom—”

Guess also knew that this kid was slandering her, Tan Fengyue poked his forehead coldly: "I'm afraid you are too busy."

"What..." Of these two people, one loves to pinch his face and the other loves to poke his forehead. I really don't know who is the child!Sanjiu covered his forehead and rubbed his cheeks, arguing for himself in a low voice: "Xianjun, it's not that you don't know that this Zangshu Pavilion is that...cough. You still leave Guijun sitting here alone, and go to work on your own." , I'm not afraid to offend the Ghost King..."

He heard and saw it in the paper talisman that day, this Zangshu Pavilion was the place where the disaster that caused his ghost king's death——The ghost Xu Yanqing came to Zangshu Pavilion with that Laoshizi Yuyan head disciple, saying He was looking for the manuscript of Jianlu, but he pretended to forget where it was placed. He searched through the desk, case, and shelf, and Ye Zhenglang started to help him tidy it up, which made him accidentally see the merit file. ...

Just thinking about it made him feel angry, and he had a deep grudge against the national teacher, Sanjiu clenched his fists tightly, spat lightly, and couldn't help but whispered: "Hmph, dog thief!"

Hearing his words at first, Tan Fengyue thought he was scolding herself, but unexpectedly, she didn't argue with him, but froze for a while, and looked at Qin Nianjiu: "...I didn't think about it."

"How could that happen!" Qin Nianjiu reluctantly clasped his wrist and pulled him closer, not seeing his cautious appearance like walking on thin ice the most, "If it's true, any place in this place can make me feel sad, then We might as well leave this place early, what are we still doing here.”

Sanjiu was even more anxious to explain: "No, I'm scolding that national teacher—"

In fact, he is not walking on thin ice, but no matter whether this ghost will hurt his heart or not, it is his fault for not thinking thoroughly.Tan Fengyue hesitated for a while, but finally gently stroked Qin Nianjiu's hair, and said a simple "hmm" as a response, and pulled him up: "Let's go back to the room for a rest. I have cleaned up the left and right bookstores." It's tidy, just leave Sanjiu here to clean up the dust and dust."

How did this job fall on him?Sanjiu was stunned: "Ah? What about you, Xianjun?"

However, Tan Fengyue has already swept Qin Nianjiu away from the Zangshu Pavilion like the wind, and said a word to him from afar: "--accompany you ghost king to relieve boredom, so as not to hurt him."

The evening glow turns red, and the sun sets into the sea.

The bamboo house that has been refurbished can still be called elegant. The green bamboos are straight, like emeralds, and the interior decoration is still so plain. Except that most of the original items are missing from the ancient shelf, everything else is as good as it is. old times.

In the blink of an eye, Tan Fengyue took him all the way to the bamboo hut, and put him to sit on the edge of the bed. Qin Nianjiu was dazzled for a while, and he was half a beat late to react.

Tan Fengyue sat beside him, and fiddled with the tea set on the small table beside the bed, "I'm afraid you don't want to stay in the library for a long time."

"It's clearly bullying Sanjiu!" Qin Nianjiu slapped his forehead with his hand, and unceremoniously exposed him, "It really... made me dizzy. Come on, please let me rely on you."

Tan Fengyue paused to pour tea for herself, then she scoffed at him coolly: "Squeamish."

Having said that, he put down the teacup, pulled him down on his lap as he said, and rubbed his forehead consciously.

The softness on the pillow at the back of his head did reduce a little dizziness. Qin Nianjiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and wrapped his fingers around Tan Fengyue's drooping hair, "...But it's better to come back earlier and take a rest, I am indeed a little Sleepy."

If it were before, Tan Fengyue would have hit him with a stick and embraced him selfishly, but now... everything seems to be different.

After all, his mind is confused now, and his body is also weak. Tan Fengyue didn't say much, and covered his forehead with his hand, and patted it gently, as if he was about to coax him to sleep.

However, Qin Nianjiu was always restless. He just said he was sleepy in the first sentence, and then he started to babble again in the last sentence: "I cleaned up the library today, and I can tidy up the warehouse tomorrow... Well, not far from the warehouse is the kitchen. You can ask Sanjiu to clean it up... There are still a few caves far away..."

Tan Fengyue lowered her eyes and listened to him read out the place names that only he remembered, and responded one by one, "Okay. Well. I'll clean it up...."

The warm orange sunset light coming in through the window gradually turned purple, and gradually turned dark again. The scene in front of me is the old scene, and the people around me are old friends. The bamboo house and green clothes are everywhere, and the voice in the ear is so familiar. It is a peaceful and beautiful scene.

Maybe it was such a peaceful scene that reminded him of Qingyuan, or maybe it was the ancestor's obedient manner that was really fresh, Qin Nianjiu took a breath, curled and straightened the strands of hair wrapped around his fingers, and finally He also gently tugged on it, and said with a smile: "If you worked so hard when you were in Qingyuan, Gong Buwang would definitely not be so disgusted with you."

He did not blurt out these words unintentionally, as if "Gong Buwang" was not the senior sister who was crying sadly in the phantom formation, but it caused him to pause suddenly, and suddenly realized for no reason: "...Speaking of which, I promised her We are going back to Qingyuan."

It was he and Tan Fengyue in this life who agreed to go back to Qingyuan, the city lord of the ghost city, not Qin Nianjiu and Tan Junying in the previous life.

Tan Fengyue noticed his lack of focus, and the palm that was originally covering his forehead moved down slightly, covering his eyes in vain, "Will you go back?"

It was pitch black, but warm and reliable.Qin Nianjiu covered the back of his hand with his hand, and answered firmly: "Return. I will go back sooner or later."

After he settles this matter and finds a way not to become a demon, he can go back to Qingyuan—live the life that no one offends anyone, no gods don't care... the life he was looking forward to.

Tan Fengyue looked down at Qin Nianjiu who was pillowed on her lap, and felt a slight tug in her heart.Since that day when he knew the whole story of his past in the phantom formation, although this ghost was extremely calm, he could still chat, laugh and bicker with him in a relaxed manner, and accompany him to rebuild the Guanshizong sect inside and outside. He joked about Guan Shizong's death, as if nothing had happened, but in fact he had been arranging it secretly, thinking that he hadn't noticed... Presumably this ghost thought that this matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to involve him. Make him worry.

Thinking of the ordinary and useless formation he had set up, Tan Fengyue sighed silently and pursed her lips.

The formation is useless, since he is by his side anyway, he just helps him out.

——It's really rare for the two of them, the impetuous one calmed down to plan, while the calm one just wanted to be a fool for a while.

Amused by this strange contrast, Tan Fengyue's lips curved slightly, pretending to be ignorant, and quietly stroked Qin Nianjiu's long hair: "Yes."

Recalling the peace and happiness in Qingyuan, but he was gradually falling into a demon, Qin Nianjiu couldn't help but feel melancholy, and randomly broke away from Tan Fengyue's palms covering his eyes, turned sideways to wrap his arms around his waist, and said in a low voice: "Hiss, it is said that I am becoming a demon... But I think I will emit some demonic energy from my body and become weaker, and there is no major change? Could it be that the whole story of becoming a demon is just a dream... "

Not in the mood to tease him that this is really "an idiot's dream", Tan Fengyue slightly paused the hand stroking his hair, and still teased: "Tsk, what changes are you expecting. Long horns, long tail?"

Qin Nianjiu buried his head in his arms, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "Anyway, as long as you don't become unconventional and gray-haired." ——This is always written in the vernacular from ancient times to the present, and I'm tired of reading it. Novelty."

"..." Tan Fengyue casually brushed the roots of his hair, using illusion to blacken the strands of silver on the back of his head, and echoed: "Indeed."

He raised his eyebrows and scoffed: "It's not the first time you've been enchanted, why don't you know what will happen."

Qin Nianjiu couldn't help feeling nauseous when thinking of the appearance of the "monster" in the photo illusion array, Qin Nianjiu couldn't help but muttered: "... Where did I come from the 'besotted'? Didn't I fall into the devil suddenly at that time, and I couldn't even react... …Ahem, I still lack experience after all.”

Hearing that he had fallen into a demon suddenly, Tan Fengyue suddenly fell silent and stopped talking.

Did not listen to his answer, Qin Nianjiu moved a few inches away from his arms, looked up at him strangely: "What's the matter?"

Although I have heard it before in the Illusion of Shadowing, but it is only a picture after all, and I can't understand the inner thoughts of the person in the painting... Tan Fengyue was silent for a moment, and finally said: "—I didn't dare to ask you before."

Even if he is as calm as he talks about Fengyue, there are always times when he is timid, just like this moment.He lowered his eyes slightly, looked straight at Qin Nianjiu, and asked: "At that time...why did you suddenly fall into the devil?"

"……what."

Ever since he recalled the past in the National Teacher Pagoda, and at the same time recalled the thought of "it's a pity", Qin Nianjiu has been reluctant to tell him about it.Partly because I cared about it, and partly because I was afraid of causing him to feel guilty and blamed, and even alienated him a lot because of this... But at this moment, he looked into his eyes and couldn't resist his gaze, so he could only tell the truth: "Yes. Because I remembered someone at that time."

His voice was quite slow, and he said slowly: "I feel that I didn't get to see him for the last time, and I don't have the chance to see him again. It's a pity."

In the final analysis, "one thought" disturbs people.

"..."

...It turns out that everything started because of him after all.Tan Fengyue only felt a stalk in her throat and had nothing to say.

However, Qin Nianjiu didn't want to delve into it at all - now he has figured it out, if he wants to talk about mistakes, he should blame himself for not being firm in his morality, so why should he have anything to do with Tan Junying? ——He just tugged Tan Fengyue's long hair carelessly, and joked with him: "How about it, are you still a little moved?"

"..." Knowing that he didn't want to let herself blame herself, Tan Fengyue lightly clenched her fingers, lowered her eyes again, and turned the words away according to his intention: "I didn't dare to ask before. you."

He fixedly looked at Qin Nianjiu's clear black pupils, and asked, "Is it because I am me... or because I am Tan Junying?"

Qin Nianjiu was stunned when he heard the words, "..."

Seeing him in a daze, she didn't answer him for a long time. Tan Fengyue felt that something soft in her chest was being pulled hard, and her eyes dimmed slightly—and the next second, her hair that was hanging down was pulled hard. a handful.

Feng Shui took turns, Qin Nianjiu pulled his long hair, not only stared at him like a fool, but also asked very straightforwardly: "Are you a fool?"

The fingers wrapped around the hair lightly turned, as if a knot was tied tightly on the finger, he looked directly at Tan Fengyue, and said word by word: "When I promised to be with you, how did I know that you were Tan Jun?" welcome?"

Fengshui took turns again, this time it was Tan Fengyue who was stunned: "..."

It turned out that this old ancestor also had such mediocre and worrying times... Qin Nianjiu couldn't stop laughing, stretched out his hand tremblingly, put his hand on the back of Tan Fengyue's neck, pulled him down, and kissed the corner of his lips.

The shallow pecking quickly turned into a deep kiss, Qin Nianjiu still smiled sullenly, his eyelids closed slightly, and the worry deep like a vortex and sinking like an undercurrent in his eyes finally melted away for a moment.