Bone

Chapter 60

Buwang Pavilion is located on the top of the mountain, surrounded by flowing clouds, it seems to be lifted softly by the sunset glow in the sky, the pavilion is vermilion, the sunset glow is purple, and the sunset is orange red. When you stand in the other courtyard, only a bright red floating light greets your eyes.

In the red light, Qin Nianjiu, who was called to practice with him, was fighting with Gong Buwang, while Tan Fengyue was sitting at a stone table not far away, drawing paper talismans without distraction.

He lowered his eyes lightly, held the paper with one hand, and moved the pen with the other. The pen tip that hangs vertically seems to be full of red clouds, and there are traces of cinnabar on the upper reaches of the cut yellow paper, as if this quiet and beautiful red scene has been preserved in this square inch.

It has been three or four days since returning to Qingyuan, during which time nothing new happened.He still walks with that ghost every day and sleeps together every night, as if relying on the tacit understanding of "this is good, we will be safe", no one mentions moving or going to work, but the palace is not Huang was so angry that he fell back, and yelled at him sternly, forcing him to draw a few talismans every day to make up for the working hours—so he just complied with it.Wake up with eyes wide open, carry Sanjiu to work, the ghost checks the formation, he draws a talisman, takes Sanjiu back to the hospital, and sleeps together...and so on.The days seem to be elongated and slowed down, like a warm spring, soaking his muscles and bones until he is loose, and making him lazy, sleepy and drunk, not thinking about the past, not looking forward to the future.

It would have been nice if it had always been so regular and calm, but Nagong Buwang wanted to call that ghost to accompany him today——

As soon as the thoughts were wrong, the tip of the pen felt anxious, and the strokes that should have been completed in one go were broken in the middle, and a good talisman was wasted in vain.

... Now it's all right, my heart is full of distractions.Tan Fengyue looked at the waste talisman on the table, kneaded it into a ball expressionlessly, put it in the palm of his hand and tossed it for a few times, then threw the paper ball aside in a disinterested manner, and turned to look at the person who was practicing two people.

Among the flowers in the courtyard, red plums weave red clouds, black air and blue light meet and separate again and again.

Thinking of the "fairness" that the ghost said earlier, Gong Buwang didn't use the tobacco stick, but took out the "Plum Blossom Sword" made of flower branches to practice against him.It has been a long time, but the plum branch in her hand is still as fresh as it was just cut off, and the plum blossoms on it are still in full bloom, not a single one is missing, obviously due to her proper storage and cooking.

After almost losing the next move, she picked up the plum branch, put it behind her backhand, and snorted softly, "You have improved a lot."

Qin Nianjiu bowed his hands humbly, "Admit it."

Seeing her sizing him up again, he wondered, "Your complexion is much ruddy too..."

That's not it.After the past few days, Qin Nianjiu really complied with her words "sleep well every night", he slept soundly, and his energy was naturally full. Now he no longer has the faint bruises he usually brought with him, and a picture full of heroic spirit His handsome appearance is becoming more and more vigorous, and he is especially sassy when he purses his lips and smiles——

At this moment, he smiled like this, handed the black umbrella forward, and made an inviting gesture, "Compare again?"

Gong Buwang was taken aback by his smile, and always felt that his appearance was a little different from when he entered the city, and he couldn't tell where the specific change was... She frowned unconsciously, and there seemed to be a strange feeling in her heart The feeling rose rapidly, but before she could discern it carefully, the strangeness quietly disappeared without a trace, even erasing the "difference" she had discovered just now.

There was a trace of emptiness in her eyes that quickly passed by, and it was so fleeting that even Qin Nianjiu couldn't notice it. She stretched her lips and smiled calmly, nodding in response: "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword that was scheduled to stop in front of her suddenly lifted up, and drew a long arc in the air, slashing straight at her neck——

Damn it, how did this ghost learn how to be a ghost from her? !Gong Buwang hastily backed away, trying to block the man's sword with the sword in his hand, but was stunned for a moment.

...Why is she holding a flower branch in her hand, while the man is holding a black umbrella?

...where are their swords?

But in the blink of an eye, the oncoming black umbrella was already around her neck.Qin Nianjiu succeeded in the sneak attack, and he was very proud of himself, but he wanted to pretend to be surprised, tilted his head and said, "... Miss Gong can't even guard against this?"

In the blink of an eye, he forgot the moment when he lost his mind just now, Gong Buwang only thought it was him stealing and cheating, and he was careless and couldn't guard against it, so he gritted his teeth in anger, "This trick doesn't count, let's do it again!"

Qin Nianjiu was just teasing her on purpose, and didn't argue with her, he responded "yes" readily, and pulled away again.

……

One move compares to one move, one move succeeds another...

Flickering, light and shadow intertwined, every time Gong Buwang glanced at Qin Nianjiu's face, his mind would go blank for a moment. After doing this, he could only inadvertently reveal flaws again and again, and was captured by Qin Nianjiu all of them, losing in one move. one move.

Seeing that he was about to be called a disastrous defeat, Gong Buwang turned around and retreated a few feet away, "—stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing that Qin Nianjiu withdrew the momentum as he said, she was absolutely unwilling to admit that she was inferior to him in terms of skills and called to stop first, so she coughed lightly to cover up, "It's getting late, let's end today's competition."

That's great!He is still waiting to pick up Sanjiu from work.Qin Nianjiu grinned at her, "One hundred to twenty, today is the palace girl who lost."

One hundred to twenty! ?Gong Buwang didn't know if there was something wrong with him, or because this Yin Hun's cultivation base and martial arts had really improved a lot, and a pair of phoenix eyes swept over suspiciously, "Could it be that you got some chance? How did you become so powerful!"

The emptiness that appeared in her eyes was fleeting just now, it was not as obvious as usual, and she didn't talk like usual, Qin Nianjiu was focused on fighting, and didn't notice her abnormality, he just thought it was him. After a few days of rest and full of energy, he was able to perform supernormally. He quickly waved his hand and denied: "How can it be! It's just good luck..."

Gong Buwang still looked at him suspiciously, frowned suddenly, crossed his arms and shouted sharply: "What kind of forbidden art have you practiced?!"

What's the matter? This is, if you can't beat it, you start to frame up and play rogue?Qin Nianjiu originally thought that her arrogant temper had committed another offense, and was about to chat with her, but found that her expression was serious, and she didn't seem to be joking at all, so he couldn't help saying, "...Where is it? Ah, I just slept well these few days and my spirits are good, so-"

Gong Buwang still frowned, completely ignoring his explanation, "Extend your arm and let me have a look."

"Ah?" Qin Nianjiu looked at her inexplicably, before he could move, Gong Buwangman, who suddenly approached, pulled his hand impatiently and rolled up his sleeve.

The part of the arm exposed under the sleeve was white and smooth. Gong Buwang seemed to have no concept of male-female defense in his mind. He grabbed his two arms and looked back and forth, and double-checked that there were no spells on them. Yin, then let out a sigh of relief, and let him go.

Qin Nianjiu was pulled by her in a daze, but before he could react, Gong Buwang's expression relaxed, and he turned into a slightly embarrassed look, folded his arms and murmured: "...It's really because Sleep well? Could it be that I haven't slept enough these days..."

...No, even if you want to make excuses for your failure, you can't doubt others, right?Qin Nianjiu had no choice but to ask casually, "Is there any forbidden technique that can improve one's cultivation?"

In his cognition, isn't the forbidden technique all used to drive ghosts to do evil, to change fate against the sky? ...Oh, by the way, it can also summon souls to cast unconsciousness.

...Wait, since it was related to her death, how could Gong Buwang blurt out the word "forbidden technique"?

He looked at Gong Buwang in a little surprise, but Gong Buwang glanced at him, and sneered at his ignorance, "Of course. Ghosts, turning luck against fate... Is there anything that can't be done? But it will also eat back, be branded and cursed, and be killed by the heavens. Heh, only fools who are eager for quick success and short-sightedness will-"

Qin Nianjiu was stunned when he heard it, but he fell into a long period of emptiness when he saw that she hadn't finished speaking.

When she came back to her senses, she had already forgotten the long conversation, and her memory jumped back to the time when the competition was called off earlier, "—it's getting late, let's end today's competition."

This time, before she became suspicious again, Tan Fengyue floated over and replied softly: "It's really late. The city lord should rest early."

As soon as Gong Buwang saw this surname Tan, he threw away the frustration of losing the competition, and he only felt that this person was annoying, and he wanted to keep out of sight.Really, the interest aroused by the competition earlier was defeated by him... She pursed her red lips, and chased away people like a fly, "...Go, go!"

The days are long in summer, and the sky is not yet completely dark, but there is still a thin gleam of light.Fly Tan Fengyue and the innocent Qin Nianjiu were kicked out of the other courtyard together, and they walked slowly down the mountain side by side.

"—I'm afraid Sanjiu has to wait." The sun was already dark, and Qin Nianjiu didn't need to hold the umbrella anymore, so he just twirled the handle of the umbrella indiscriminately, "I didn't expect that Gong Buwang knew so much... She should be You don’t know forbidden techniques, do you? But when she pinched my neck earlier, I didn’t see any marks on her arm..."

Tan Fengyue slowed down a little, pulled down the sleeves that the ghost had folded by Gong Buwangju, and then answered him one by one: "Sanjiu made an appointment with my partner to play after work, and I said earlier that I don't need to pick it up. It should be said that she does not know forbidden techniques, and judging from her attitude, she should be contemptuous and contemptuous of such techniques."

When he said this, his tone was flat, without much fluctuation, and he was simply answering his questions.Qin Nianjiu glanced at him secretly, seeing that his face was also calm, and he didn't intend to investigate further, so he turned off his voice and didn't say anything more.

In the past few days, they ate, lived, and slept together. It is not difficult to find that this ancestor seems to have made up his mind not to pursue the past, and only maintains a posture of enjoying the present... The same is true of the subject, he is an outsider, and even more so It's hard to say too much, and the left and right themselves have no bones to find, so they can only slow down the pace with him, half panic, half peacefully going through the day.

... Seriously, there's nothing wrong with that.Qingyuan is indeed a good place for him, accompanied by ghosts of the same kind, sincere and kind-hearted, and the scenery is impeccable, just like what he thought before, where there is no need to worry about food and clothing, strangers are not offended, gods No matter, it is indeed like what the ancestor said before, spending time in leisure is really not interesting.

It's just that he always talked a lot, and when he suddenly quieted down, the air seemed to become a little thicker.After a while, he finally couldn't help poking Fengyue, and a little embarrassedly picked a topic that was often asked recently, "What kind of talismans did you draw today, ancestor?"

Instead of showing it directly to him like in the past, a strange color flashed across Fengyue's face, and after a short pause, he handed the talisman paper drawn today to him.

Over the past few days, he has drawn hundreds or thousands of paper talismans with different effects—of course, the ones that ward off evil spirits and suppress evil spirits are impossible to draw. , Relief... Even the ones to prevent rodents are drawn to make up for it. There is really nothing else to draw today——

There was still a glimmer of light from the sky, so Qin Nianjiu looked at the stacks of yellow talismans in his hand while walking, "Well, it's good to use some strength, it's easy for ghosts to move things... Lighting a fire is also good , the ghosts don’t need to chop firewood anymore... the wind is good, it’s cool, it’s cool..."

He identified the function of each piece of talisman paper one by one, boasting while reading, handed one back to Tan Fengyue after seeing one, but suddenly stopped when he saw the next one, "... huh? Fufu? What are you drawing this for them?"

"There is really nothing to draw," Tan Fengyue shrugged, "Let's keep it for them. If they change their minds and want to enter reincarnation in the future, they can also have a choice."

...It's really surprising that Gong Buwang asked you to send this talisman to the ghosts.Qin Nianjiu looked at him speechlessly, and continued to flip through the remaining paper talismans in his hand.

They are all basic and convenient talismans, with simple functions and easy to recognize. He read them one by one at first, and then became lazy, flipping through them at a glance, and then suddenly stopped again The footsteps are also a meal.Unlike ordinary talisman papers, which only have imperial edicts written on one side, this talisman has cinnabar on both sides, the characters are dense and small, and the directions are different, and there are many broken holes. Turned it upside down and looked at it, but still didn't see the name...

Finally hissed softly, he pointed to the last one and asked Tan Fengyue, "...What kind of talisman is this?"

Tan Fengyue pulled back the other paper talismans expressionlessly and put them in her sleeves, leaving only that one in Qin Nianjiu's hand, "I don't know the talisman when I'm in the talisman."

...Why did you suddenly criticize him?Qin Nianjiu looked at him blankly, "Huh?"

Tan Fengyue pursed her thin lips, not knowing whether she was smiling or dissatisfied, she leaned over and took his hand, folded and opened the paper talisman lightly with lowered eyes, pressed out the creases, and stacked them again...

While folding the paper talisman, he explained the function of the talisman in detail. He folded the long paper talisman into a weighty triangle in two or three strokes, and explained the use of the talisman in two or three strokes.

The original strokes on the edge of the paper were connected, and the crooked small characters also unified their direction, forming a new talisman—a talisman that can summon the golden bell to save life.

"Okay." He said, "I'll write your name in it, just take it with you."

Qin Nianjiu was stunned for a moment.

He didn't look at the talisman in his hand for the first time, but looked at Tan Fengyue's slightly drooping eyelashes, and after a long silence, he seemed a little cautious and a little awkward: "...but this is not me. real name..."

It was borrowed by him, to Qin Tianzun, who was sparsely incensed in the palace——

"So what." Tan Fengyue still lowered her eyes and said nonchalantly, "Words have spirits, and so do thoughts. When I drew this talisman, I wanted it to protect you, Qin Nianjiu, so it's not you Has this Qin Nian been around for a long time?"

...It's strange that this old ancestor can tell some nonsense to deceive ghosts.Qin Nianjiu looked at him, clearly knowing that what he said was groundless and was purely to make him happy, but he was really made happy by him, and laughed sullenly at the nickname he gave this talisman, "Being in the talisman I don't know the symbol--"

The wind was also silent, he lowered his head and smiled sullenly, Tan Fengyue finally stopped lowering his eyes, looking at this ghost who kept laughing to himself, the corners of his pursed lips raised slightly unconsciously.

For a long time, Qin Nianjiu seemed to have finally had enough of laughing, and in a blink of an eye, he met Tan Fengyue's gaze that he hadn't had time to look back.

Looking at each other, I was speechless for a while.

He didn't think it was wrong to make fun of other people's names in person, he turned his head to look at Tan Fengyue, and said on a whim: "I'll try to find clues again, my life."

...Do you still want to squeeze the bones?Tan Fengyue looked back at him and didn't speak for a while.

Qin Nianjiu didn't care if he spoke to him or not, he turned the handle of the umbrella once and for all, and thoughtfully said: "Divination, blind search, it doesn't work, but I can create dreams for you and Gong Buwang ...I even helped create a dream for the Naluo family, so I can create a dream for myself to find clues?"

It's not that he didn't think about it at first, it's just that he was entangled with trivial matters at that time, and he didn't really want to face the past life of the person he was a villain.

Tan Fengyue thought for a while, and it was indeed the truth, so she nodded very lightly, "Yes."

Qin Nianjiu also nodded, as if he was discussing with him, or talking to himself, "Just give it a try. If it doesn't work, let it go. Use Chen Wenyu's shell to die of old age, and then enter the underworld to find Yama The old man settles the accounts."

Tan Fengyue looked at him and nodded, "Okay."

Qin Nianjiu lowered his eyes, looked at the "I don't know the talisman in the talisman" in his hand, let the three sharp corners poke his palm, and still seemed to be talking to himself, "At least I have to get the name back—and then I can't do anything about it." give up."

Tan Fengyue slightly curled up her fingers hanging by her side.

"Good." he said.