Bone

Chapter 31

……

...is it a dream?

is a dream.

As the saying goes, the first time is born and the second time is familiar, let alone this is the third time.When he realized that he was once again in a state of chaos, and his body couldn't help himself to move, Qin Nianjiu was no longer surprised, and was even a little bit interested—I don't know what to dream about this time, so Remind him of what?

Fortunately, this time the dream seemed very peaceful, there was no pain in the body, and there were no tragic scenes in front of my eyes, only some scattered white light spots slowly falling from the top, melting into a hazy scene under the feet Peaceful white.

—is it snow?

It should be.He could feel the wetness and coolness on his shoulders, it must have been covered with a thin layer of snow.

In the distance, as if at the edge of a dream, there are two indistinct figures, one tall and one short, talking with the same indistinct voice.

How long has he been standing here?Who is that over there?What are you talking about?

It was obviously his dream, but he couldn't control his actions. He was so curious that he wanted to step forward and get closer, but his body just stood still.

Suddenly, a sudden and clear voice pierced through the snow curtain and came to his ears: "—Even if you die, he will not shed a single tear for you!"

The words were heard in my ears, and it was fine if there was no beginning or end, and I couldn't tell whether it was a "she" or a "he". Qin Nianjiu was about to distinguish whether the speaker was a man or a woman, when suddenly someone Then she patted his shoulder, swept away the thin snow accumulated on his shoulder, and asked him: "What are you looking at, so engrossed."

……

Suddenly the dream dissipated, Qin Nianjiu opened his eyes suddenly, it turned out that it was Tan Fengyue who patted him on the shoulder.

"What are you dreaming about? You're so engrossed." Seeing him waking up, Tan Fengyue felt a little funny in her heart, "Qinyuan is here."

Although Qinyuan Town can be called prosperous and prosperous, it is still a small town, far less prosperous than Hongling. There are mostly silk workshops, cloth workshops, dyeing workshops, and embroidery workshops along the street. The shops also sell yarn and ties. It can be said that from the street to the end of the street, a piece of clothing is made.

Most of the workshops are low, and the facades for selling goods are slightly higher. Standing on the street and looking at it, there is only a temple with cornices and brackets that is very eye-catching, just two streets behind.

Saved the time of asking for directions, Tan Qin and his party went there slowly.

Tan Fengyue walked slowly because he was not in a hurry, Qin Nianjiu walked slowly because he was still thinking about what the dream meant just now, and Sanjiu walked slowly because he was looking around. Seeing that everything is fresh, I have to stop for a while in front of each small shop, lingering and forgetting to return, wishing I could stay right away.

Relying on the fact that others can't see him, he has to poke and touch everything he sees, as if he is not here to find his roots, but to go to the market. If Tan Fengyue looks at him, he will quickly stop and go away Two steps to keep up.

Even the victim looked so careless, if he was urged, it would be like the emperor not in a hurry and the eunuchs in a hurry.Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue didn't want to be eunuchs, so they ran around along the street according to Sanjiu, and they chatted.

"There are no bones left, and I have some strange dreams all day long..." Qin Nianjiu couldn't figure it out, and said unhappily, "I must find a free time and go back to Yan Luo to find out what's going on. !"

"Go back?" Tan Fengyue raised her eyebrows, "How do you plan to go back?"

He beat Qin Nianjiu's unhealed injury on his arm with a folding fan, "Don't worry about the injury, I think you want to die right away, it's over once and for all."

"Hey!" Enduring the pain has become a habit, but he really forgot the injury on his body. Qin Nianjiu clutched his arm and hissed his teeth, "I'm... I'm in a hurry. I don't have time to heal the wound. I can't wait for it to heal on its own." ……Why?"

He touched his arm belatedly, "Why is it bandaged?"

"So you still know it hurts?" Seeing that the ghost ignored him walking on the street, he rolled up his sleeves in surprise and doubt to look at him, and Tan Fengyue knocked him with the silver fan again, restraining his movement. Action, "I re-bandaged you when I returned to the inn, and changed your medicine when you fell asleep in the carriage."

It's not that he is out of kindness, but that there are countless wounds on this Yinhun's body. Apart from being injured by the broken way, the most serious one is the place where he blocked the attack of the big evil for himself... Thinking about how this injury came about, talk about Fengyue There was a layer of anger in his heart, and he said firmly: "Next time we fight again, I beg Heavenly Venerable to do what we can, and don't take your life to eliminate disasters for others."

"It's all fighting, how can I care so much," Qin Nianjiu didn't hear the displeasure in his tone, and said nonchalantly, then tugged at his sleeve with a playful smile, and exaggeratedly sighed, "It's incredible. , Patriarch actually knows how to hurt people!"

He looked up at the sky left and right, "Where's the sun, ah, didn't it come out from the west?"

"..." She really regretted taking care of this person's life and death, Tan Fengyue flicked her sleeves coldly, and walked away quickly.

"Hey, don't go," Qin Nianjiu relentlessly followed up to make trouble with him, "Could it be that Patriarch is shy—"

But he heard someone from the side suddenly calling his name: "... Besides, that Jiuling Tianzun Qin Nianjiu—"

Qin Nianjiu's footsteps were hurried and he almost bumped into the back of Tan Fengyue who also stopped.The two turned their heads together and saw that there was a small bridge not far away. Under the bridge stood a silver-haired, snow-covered storyteller in rags, telling a story with spit.

There were very few people who stopped to listen, most of them were young children, but he also spoke vigorously: "... If you want to say that this Qin Tianzun has a big background! Nearly two or three hundred years ago, the world was not peaceful. There are spooks and monsters everywhere, even if there are nine religions, six sects, five sects and seventeen sects, they can only barely compete with them. , In a small sect with only a few people, there will be a Qin Nianjiu with a fairy bone and spirit body! This Qin Nianjiu was raised by nature, and he cultivated the ruthless way that no one has ever cultivated. The people of the Zongmen attained the Dao and ascended together—”

This is well said, as if it was not said, it is no wonder that not many people listened to it.As soon as Qin Nianjiu snorted, a child choked back loudly, "Why is it only 100 million? What nonsense! Are you counting for him?"

Someone spoke up to explain that someone was listening, and the storyteller not only didn't feel offended, but also replied happily: "You don't know, every time a cultivator slaughters a ghost, he must record it in detail and send it to the chief. Zong kept files to count merits, and this number was also circulated in the sect, but it must not be faked!"

"Why can't it be fake?" The child was unconvinced, "There are a whole million ghosts! How can it be cut, won't his hands be sore?"

The storyteller said again that you don’t know something, and he stroked the few beards on his chin with a smile, “Cultivators of immortality are not comparable to us ordinary people, Qin Tianzun—oh, he was still called Xianzun at that time, holding The long sword shakes the sky, and a single sweep of the sword light can destroy thousands of ghosts. Back then, the sword screamed and the ghosts cried, and the blood mist covered the sky..."

His cracked lips opened and closed, and he told the story of Risheng Ghost Land again.

Although the storyteller's storytelling skills are not very good, the story should have a fixed set of words, so the story is quite wonderful, and the children were fascinated by it, and believed in Qin Tianzun's words about killing millions of ghosts , and scrambled to ask: "Then, what sect is Qin Tianzun's sect?", "Why can people from his sect also become immortals?", "What does the fairy bone spirit body mean? It's also called raising by nature, doesn't he have parents?...

"Don't worry, don't worry," the storyteller smiled, and answered the questions one by one, "This Qin Nianjiu, Qin Xianzun, is in a sect that few people have heard of. .Haven’t you heard that one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven? To be able to cultivate such a person who has made great contributions to saving the world, the members of his sect naturally also contributed a lot, and of course they can ascend to the immortal together!"

Hearing this, Tan Fengyue and Qin Nianjiu exchanged glances, and shook their heads very lightly.It's just a folk saying that one person attains Taoism and ascends to heaven. If a single person wants to cultivate immortality, he has to accumulate a hundred years of spiritual energy and accumulate millions of merits. Opportunity, immortality, and cultivation are even more indispensable. How can they really achieve it together? The truth of the Tao?

It's just a story to lie to children, and it would be a waste of time to listen to it any longer. Qin Nianjiu lightly tugged Tan Fengyue, turned around and left, but didn't see the storyteller behind him who seemed to be looking at them, and then continued to smile at the children. They explained the stubble of the fairy bone spirit body, "Naturally raised, it means that he was transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, not born of a mother's womb. Since it was transformed by aura, it is naturally a fairy bone spirit body. According to legend, His flesh, blood and blood are alive and well, like a panacea..."

The voice was left behind, faded away, and faded away.

"These days, you can tell a story if you know how to tell it." After walking far enough, Qin Nianjiu turned his head and smiled at Tan Fengyue, "Even if there are many mistakes and omissions, there are people who will listen to it!"

Tan Fengyue only nodded lightly, but did not respond.He has met a lot of storytellers, but this is the first time he heard the story of Jiuling Tianzun. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell... But he didn't have a chance to delve into it, and the ghost beside him started screaming again ——

"No, where's Sanjiu?!" Realizing that the little ghost was gone, Qin Nianjiu hastily turned around and searched, "Don't be kidnapped again?!"

I said earlier why it was so quiet all the way just now, and I didn't see that curious little ghost asking questions aloud after listening to people's stories, so there was no sign of him!

"..." He must have gone somewhere to play, Tan Fengyue pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache, "The deed is on you, he can't lose it."

"What if I meet another colleague!"

Qin Nianjiu hurriedly pulled out the talisman, ready to order Sanjiu to show up to return the talisman, but he saw Sanjiu emerge from a corner with his head down, and slipped behind him.

Before he could say the reprimand, Sanjiu spoke in a low voice, "Ghost Lord..."

After all, he was still a child, with emotions written all over his face, his face was drooping, his body was foggy, and his voice was also depressed, "... Let's go? Don't look for it... I'm dead, and it's too late to find my place of birth." Doesn't make much sense..."

When Mingming came here, he was so excited that his mouth kept asking Qin Yuan, why did he suddenly change his mind?Qin Nianjiu knocked on his forehead in a puzzled way, "Why do you say that? You have a grudge on your body, so I should find the kidnapper for you—if you persist in resentment, it will only get deeper, until it becomes a ghost of resentment. Could it be that you want to save this grievance, become a grievance ghost, and let your immortal lord kill you?"

"cocoa……"

Sanjiu naturally didn't want to be a grieving ghost, "Ke" didn't say anything after "Ke" for a long time, and couldn't hold back Qin Nianjiu, so he could only stomp his feet, and grievously got back into the talisman, muffled and silent up.

Why are you taking a gamble again?Qin Nianjiu was used to being ignorant of human feelings, let alone understand the emotions of children, so he flicked the talisman in a daze, "What's the matter?"

I must have returned to my hometown and remembered something.Comparing with what Sanjiu said at Wang Er's house, Tan Fengyue had some vague guesses in her heart, so she sneered at the meddling ghost, "Yuezu will take care of it."

"Ah?" Why is he not human anymore?Qin Nianjiu couldn't figure it out as Tan Fengyue waved his hands and headed towards the temple, and hurriedly followed, "No, what's the matter! Hey——"