Bone

Chapter 47

After a thrilling scene, the two went back to their rooms to rest. Although they had no dreams all night, they did not sleep well.Not to mention Qin Nianjiu, even Tan Fengyue fell asleep in a daze for hours, until she was woken up by the sound of Sanjiu going out to work.

The appointment with Gong Buwang was at Chenshi, and there was still more than one hour of free time, so Qin Nianjiu let himself lie on the bed and squint for a while, but he still didn't have enough rest. When he got up, even his eyes showed a thin circle green.He simply washed up like sleepwalking, lazily lifted the umbrella and went out, wearily greeted Tan Fengyue good morning, yawned again, and complained: "Why am I getting tired more and more easily recently... "

After a night of sleep, Tan Fengyue deliberately put all the strange things behind her, her mood calmed down a lot, and she even had the leisure to buy a copy and come back early.He threw the steamed stuffed bun in his hand to the ghost, and said indifferently: "It must be because there are too many strange things recently, so I must be busy."

"That's right..." Qin Nianjiu yawned again, walked slowly towards the Buwang Pavilion, biting his bun and mumbled, "It's also troublesome to make dreams..." Thinking of the extremely thick, extremely thick blackness, he stroked it with lingering fear. Rubbing his heart, "...Fortunately, it only drove us out and didn't drag us into the nightmare..."

When mentioning that dream, Tan Fengyue paused for a while, and soon followed.He gradually understood why this ghost refused to tell him about his dreams before—how could he talk to another person about things that he couldn't figure out or figure out?

Besides... so what can I say.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional to avoid the answer of "you can find the truth together", he once again buried this matter in his heart, and walked side by side with Qin Nianjiu silently, with a relaxed expression on his face.

After walking slowly all the way to the middle of the mountain, Qin Nianjiu seemed to have just realized it, and turned his head to stare at Tan Fengyue, "...No, I have Bi Yue with me... What are you doing here?"

If you don't come here to hide and relax, is it possible to go to work honestly to check the formation?Tan Fengyue casually said without looking sideways: "Accompany you."

... Obviously lazy and unwilling to go to work.Qin Nianjiu was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, and said coolly, "...that's really worth having the ancestors to accompany you."

Talking about Fengyue should be calm, "Tianzun is polite."

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

Although Gong Buwang was spoiled, she was always punctual. Before the hour, she was already standing in the other courtyard full of red plums and waiting.

Unlike these two, she slept very well, and even her face was full of vitality. When she saw them coming, she saw Qin Nianjiu's pale blue eyes, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Why? , did you rest well?"

...you're better off forgetting about it all.Qin Nianjiu repeatedly waved his hands in denial, cheered up a little, thinking that there was someone else beside him, and he should report to her, so he pointed to the patriarch who was passive and sabotage, "Heh... he said he wanted to see The lady in the palace is charming, so she followed."

Tan Fengyue showed no shame on the surface, and nodded smoothly, "How presumptuous."

I thought that Gong Buwang would reprimand them a few words, but she just gave a simple hum, and said without any surprise: "Don't you guys come out and get in right?" She pointed to the stone table next to her, although still He was a little displeased with him, but politely said to Tan Fengyue: "Just sit there and watch."

"..." Qin Nianjiu looked at Tan Fengyue with a little doubt, and read the same message from the other's eyes: This Gong Buwang clearly forgot what happened yesterday, but why it seems that he still trusts them and gets close to them invisibly? point?

... Well, left and right is a good thing.

Tan Fengyue sat far away as she said, watching the play with her fan upright, Qin Nianjiu also came to full consciousness, slightly loosened her muscles and bones, and raised the black umbrella——

The gentle sunlight in the morning made Gong Buwangyuan's fair and ruddy face more vivid, just like the appearance she saw in her dream yesterday, so vivid that she would raise her eyebrows and chuckle the next second, but But she just stood there expressionless, waiting for him to make a move.

It is true that no matter what happened to Xiaozong later, it has nothing to do with him as a ghost, but...Qin Nianjiu looked at the Gong Buwang who could only sneer now, who was smeared with death and didn't know it. A tangled and complex feeling flooded his heart again, as if he had been poured a mouthful of bitter medicine, which made his throat feel astringent, and he forgot to move for a moment.

There seemed to be mixed feelings in his heart, and he could vaguely distinguish compassion, pity, intolerance... what else?

Seeing him staring at him without moving, Gong Bu frowned slightly, "Why are you so stupid?"

"Uh..." Qin Nianjiu hastily moved his eyes away, his gaze dropped slightly, and fell on the tobacco rod in her hand which was used as a weapon.

Unexpectedly, he said: "Since it's a competition, the palace girl uses a spiritual weapon, but I use a black umbrella... Seems like it's not fair?"

"..." Gong Buwang thought that the broken umbrella he was using was useless, and after hearing it, he felt that the words made sense, so he raised his arm and said impatiently: "Then what do you think?"

It was Tan Fengyue, who was watching from a distance, who spoke.Whether it was out of sympathy or temptation, he continued, "I think that plum branch is pretty good."

Secretly praised the old ancestor, "Think about one place", Qin Nianjiu didn't wait for the palace to stop talking, so he picked a neat plum branch from the side, cleverly folded it with flowers, and stuffed it involuntarily. When it was in Gong Buwang's hands, "Here, Miss, use this. Think of it as a plum blossom sword."

"You!—" Who allowed him to fold her flowers? !Gong Buwang originally wanted to reprimand him loudly, but when she heard the word "Plum Blossom Sword", she was suddenly stunned for a moment, as if a sense of swell filled her heart, causing her to unconsciously pinch the plum branch a little tighter, and the corners of her mouth curled up. He turned in a daze, and heard the flower-folding man say: "Here we come, let's fight!"

The flower branch in his hand was covered with a lot of sawdust and dust, Gong Buwang clearly felt disgusted, but for some reason he held it tighter, letting the fine wood grain on it lightly touch his palm.

The originally fragile flower branches were firmly covered by the blue spiritual power, really like a spirit sword, or attacking, carrying the wind and stabbing forward sharply; or defending, flexibly receiving the black umbrella struck by Qin Nianjiu...

One move after another, the expression on her face became more and more relaxed, as if she was immersed in a pleasant warm current, and she even showed a little smile.Once again she managed to break through Qin Nianjiu's move. She raised her eyebrows and mocked him with a smile, "Why, you can't even hit me with a broken branch?"

She said "broken branches" disdainfully, but she obviously cherished the flower branch in her hand very much. She had fought dozens of strokes in a row, but the red plum blossom on the branch didn't even lose a single petal.He had already discovered that her words were wrong and insisted on maintaining her arrogant temper. Qin Nianjiu felt both funny and pitiful, and couldn't think of anything to refute her thoughts, so he followed her with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, it's not as good as Miss Gong. "

When he was perfunctory to himself, Gong Buwang was in a relaxed mood at first, but he felt a little disappointed after hearing it, clicked his tongue lightly, and said with his phoenix eyes sideways: "Competing with me, do you find it boring?"

Qin Nianjiu hurriedly said, "How come..."

But a voice from the side interrupted again, "—it looks a little boring."

It was Tan Patriarch who was idle on the sidelines.

He didn't treat himself badly at all, he got himself a pot of hot tea from nowhere, sipping tea while watching a play, talking leisurely but not idle, said leisurely: "It's just a comparison like this, what's the fun in it. I won Not a lot of money—”

Gong Buwang was not very happy with this person, even hearing his voice felt inexplicably annoyed, if it was normal, she would have given him the word "shut up" and then driven him out of sight. But today I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm in a good mood, or maybe it's because the scene seems a little familiar—teach her not to have any negative emotions, so she only raised her eyebrows with interest, "Beautiful head?"

Even if she wants to set a lottery, it should be up to her to make the decision.She fiddled with the long plum branch in her hand, tilted her head to think for a moment, and came up with an idea, "Comparing one trick with another, the winner asks questions, and the loser must answer, how about it?"

She was suffering from amnesia, and she couldn't ask anything out of her mouth. This color really wasn't attractive, but Qin Nianjiu saw her excited appearance, and agreed with her, "...Okay."

As soon as the ending sound fell, a blue light flashed in front of my eyes, and the tip of the plum branch had already touched my throat, "..."

Not feeling anything wrong with this sneak attack at all, Gong Buwang smiled comfortably, as carefree as in a dream, withdrew his hand, "You lose one move."

"..." Forget it, the right is to make her happy.Qin Nianjiu nodded helplessly, "I lose a trick. Miss Gong ask."

Gong Buwang completely forgot what happened yesterday, so he naturally didn't remember what they said, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why did you come to Qingyuan?"

Unlike yesterday, her questioning was less suspicious and vigilant, but more like pure curiosity.

Afraid of making her confused, Qin Nianjiu didn't mention the memory damage again, and told her about Luo Qingyu in detail, "...that's roughly the case. We can't tell the truth to her family , so he was ordered to come and look for it.”

Thinking about it now, they have been in Qingyuan for too long, the Luo family probably thought they were dead...

"..." After listening to Luo Qingyu's story patiently, Gong Buwang felt an inexplicable feeling of pity in his heart, lowered his eyes slightly, and sneered softly, "...that's clear."

"Huh?" Qin Nianjiu didn't understand what she was commenting on, and was about to ask, when he saw a blue light flashing in front of his eyes again, and the plum branch swept to his neck again, "..."

No, how can you still play around? !Qin Nianjiu angrily poked the black umbrella on the ground, and was about to explode, Gong Buwang rushed to attack first, raised his chin and said with a smile: "If you lose, you lose. Why, don't you admit it?"

Turning her head again, she asked Tan Fengyue, who was drinking tea, loudly, "Over there, come and comment!"

Seeing her pointing herself, Tan Fengyue calmly put down the cup, slightly nodded at Qin Nianjiu, "You lost."

Gong Buwang didn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

Qin Nianjiu: "..."

...Why is it like a joke?He glared bitterly at the ancestor who turned his back on the battlefield, and turned to Gong Buwang with a fake smile, "...Miss Gong, please."

A good competition was unreasonably ruined by her and turned into a child's play, but Gong Buwang was very happy after a long time-she seemed to have been so relaxed for a long time, and even the smile on her face became more real.

What should I ask... Just now, after listening to Luo Qingyu's story, she put her hand on her chin and looked Qin Nianjiu up and down, "No wonder you are a ghost, but you don't see death in your body, because you were released by the ghost... What did they let you back for?"

"..." Qin Nianjiu hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully, "Stretch your bones in order to enter reincarnation."

Gong Bu listened arbitrarily, Xiumei raised her eyebrows again, but did not delve into the matter of his "bone-stretching", but asked him instead, "Entering reincarnation?"

As if she thought the words were extremely ridiculous, she hugged her arms, looked at him and said sneeringly: "What's so good about entering reincarnation? You've already recovered your yang, so you don't want to live a good life, but what kind of bones are you going to grab?" What do you want to enter reincarnation! Let me ask you, when you enter reincarnation, lose your memory, and regain your life, will you still be you in the next life? Heh, even Luo Qingyu understands the truth, but you can't understand it! "

"..." Qin Nianjiu choked on being blocked by her, and said in a low voice, "But..."

Seeing that he wanted to refute, Gong Buwang raised his brows and his phoenix eyes widened, "But what's the matter, what's the point?"

...it really doesn't seem like there's anything to "buy".He was willing to stay in the junction before, but it was only because he was a resentful body, and he didn't want to cause harm to the world. Now he puts on a Chen Wenyu shell, without this worry...why must he enter reincarnation?

He didn't remember the past, and he had no worries at all. Entering reincarnation seemed the best choice, but now...he looked at Tan Fengyue almost subconsciously, seeing that he also looked thoughtful, and heard Gong Buwang continued: "Could it be that I, Qingyuan, cannot make an offering to your great Buddha?"

... No, co-authored her to lose her temper, just wanting them to stay?Undecided on whether to stay or not, Qin Nianjiu had no choice but to calm her down first, "How could it be!... No, the Luo family is still waiting for news about their daughter, so they have to go back and explain to others..."

"..." Gong Buwang stared at him, snorted softly, turned his head away, and didn't speak for a while.

At first, she forced these two people to stay just out of precaution, but after a few days... Although she didn't say anything or show it on her face, she was very happy to have someone accompany her to sign and accompany her Just kidding—it made her really want to let this ghost go away.

She has always been arrogant and self-indulgent, she does what she wants, and she must get what she wants, but the Luo family...

After a while, she said abruptly, "It's easy to say."

"Ah?" Qin Nianjiu looked at her blankly, "What do you say?"

"Anyway, the Luo family should have regarded you as dead..." Gong Buwang swung the plum branch in his hand, and the expression on his face returned to the relaxed expression with a little interest, "Change the color. I will make a move. If you If you can win against me, I will allow you to go out of the city and explain to the Naluo family. And if you lose...you will never go out of the city again!"

"..." Having suffered losses twice before, Qin Nianjiu had silently moved away from her for a long time when she said "change the lottery", trying to bargain with her, "How about..."

Before the words could finish, Gong Buwang had already attacked.

Her original intention was that she didn't want him to go, and the move she made must be a move she felt she was sure of.There were bursts of blue light shining, her figure faltered, as if she was hidden in the spiritual light, she bent her arms sideways and stretched out——

Qin Nianjiu's pupils shrank, but without thinking about it, he staggered away, swung his umbrella, and easily hit her wrist that was holding on to Meizhi.

"...You!" Gong Buwang felt a numbness in his wrist, the aura suddenly disappeared, and he looked at him in great surprise, "How could it be..."

Fortunately, fortunately... Qin Nianjiu heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled, "I'm offended!"

Without it, although she covered her figure with spiritual light, what she used was exactly the last move she used when trying the sword in her dream, which made him catch a big leak.Ignoring the undetectable strangeness in his heart, he propped up the umbrella, put it behind his head, and smiled at her: "Can the city lord keep his word?"

"..." Gong Buwang was in a hurry, feeling inexplicably sore and uncomfortable in his heart, but he still insisted on showing that cold and arrogant look, and said through gritted teeth: "Of course..."

Knowing that this wealthy and wealthy town owner would never recognize her so easily, Qin Nianjiu sighed softly, and asked her preemptively, "But what are the conditions?"

Sure enough, Gong Buwang snorted coldly, "If you leave the city, you will leave the city... But when you two entered the city, you agreed to be my Qingyuan city residents. Since you are my Qingyuan city residents, no matter where you go out of the city, go How long, I always have to return to Qingyuan in the end—"

This request is not too much... And when they go out of the city, is it up to them to decide whether they want to come back or not?Thinking so, Qin Nianjiu nodded, "Naturally."

Hearing that he agreed, the corners of Gong Buwang's mouth raised unconsciously, and he emphasized: "After explaining to Naluo's family, I will come back!"

This time Qin Nianjiu deserved to be much more sincere, and didn't feel forced at all, "It's only natural."

God knows how long he has been thinking about the Naluo family, a stone fell to the ground in his heart, he nodded to Gong Buwang, walked aside and asked Tan Fengyue for a cup of tea, and was afraid that the old ancestor would blame him for making his own opinions, so he beeped Whisperingly explained to him in a low voice, "After all, the restriction on Sanjiu hasn't been lifted—"

The tea entered his throat and quenched his thirst. He bit the rim of the cup melancholy, "I don't know how to quench my thirst..."

He stood far away, and his voice was extremely soft and low, but Gong Buwang still heard it, and looked over with a frown, "Why do you need to explain?"

... what is the problem?Tan Fengyue looked over with some doubts, and Qin Nianjiu's eyes were also full of puzzlement.She heard both left and right, and he directly asked back, "Why did you set it up?"

Didn't she in the dream enjoy talking and laughing with people?

"Why not?" Gong Bu thought he was asking too much, fiddled with the petals on the plum branch, and answered him nonchalantly, "Of course it is for security. Human nature is different. Where there is love, there is resentment. There is resentment." There is hatred, where there is hatred, there is jealousy, where there is jealousy, there is greed...Once there are seven emotions, there is a disaster—why not set a restriction, and it will be over once and for all?"

What a fallacy!Qin Nianjiu couldn't agree at all, Tan Fengyue also frowned, and said coldly: "Have you ever asked them if they would like to be subject to such a restriction?"

Always disgusted to listen to this surname Tan's words, Gong Buwang turned cold, and sneered, "Of course."

The relaxed and gentle atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, she folded her arms in front of her chest, and changed back to that cold and icy look, "I have always been open and open, and I have never hidden it, and I have made it clear to them early in the morning If there is trouble, if you want to be a citizen of Qingyuan, you have to let go of your emotions. If you don’t want to, you can leave Qingyuan, walk away, or raise an objection—"

There was a fire burning in her heart, the corners of her lips were raised, but her eyes were colder, and she smiled disdainfully: "No, the city is full of ghosts, no one left, no one mentioned it."

This is ridiculous, the ban is placed in the formation, and once you step through the city gate, you will be inexplicably branded on your soul-since the seven emotions have been banned first, how can there be "willing or not", Say "Dispute"!Seeing that the two of them were at war, Qin Nianjiu didn't even have the slightest intention to smooth things over, and said angrily, "You're messing around. Dare I ask what qualifications Gong girls have to deprive others of their wishes?"

I don't know why, the quarrel with that surname was nothing, but Gong Buwang couldn't accept being reprimanded by this ghost, listening to him talking to that surname, he couldn't help feeling even more annoyed, and some warm tears welled up in his eyes , so that she could no longer hold her high profile, she couldn't help raising her voice slightly, "I'm the city lord, isn't that enough? As the city lord, I've done my best to keep them safe—"

"That's ridiculous," Qin Nianjiu interrupted her, his face turned cold in a rare way, "Under the restraint, what's the joy and sorrow?"

There were tears welling up in his eyes, Gong Buhuang was extremely angry and laughed instead, "It's better than creating a disaster and crying all over the mountain!"

It didn't make sense, Qin Nianjiu didn't want to waste any more words with her, so he turned around and pulled Tan Fengyue away.

There were fewer voices on the top of the mountain, and it returned to silence.Gong Buwang looked at their leaving figures, his brain was dizzy with anger, and he wanted to crush the plum branches in his hand several times, but he didn't move.

The people who were laughing and talking all over the mountain actually broke up unhappy.