After Gu Shiqiu repaired the sword, he also brought back some yellow paper and cinnabar, as well as a few bunches of candied haws.
Gu Shiqiu handed one candied haws to Shi Qi, and the rest, which was filled with paper bags, handed them to Ji Hanyue.
"Eating too many sweets will hurt your eyes. Xiaoqi, just eat one bunch and give the rest to Second Junior Sister."
"By the way, Junior Sister, Xiao Qi, I have found out something related to Song Mi."
After Shi Qi ate a bunch, he kept one piece in his hand and played with it.
But Ji Hanyue saw Shi Qi holding the candied haws with only one left, and felt that Shi Qi was pitiful, so he gave her another one.
"Drink more water and eat later." Ji Hanyue rubbed Shi Qi's hair.
Shi Qi was stunned for a moment, smiled silently, and took it happily.
It is not difficult to find out about Song Mi's past, and it can even be said that everyone in Chang'an City knows about it.
Seven years ago, in the year of the Cangzhou flood, Song Mi was a young man in red robes, throwing fruit into his cart, and saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. The scenery was endless for a while, and he captivated the eyes of many Chang'an girls.
If he had not gone to Cangzhou with his father Song Yuanzhi, he would have been selected by the ascetic monks to feed the Buddha.
The flesh and blood body was made into a living Bodhisattva who could not speak. Perhaps Song Mi will now be a high-spirited and promising young man.
Such a strange experience was talked about by the people of Chang'an.
Recently, there is another story in Song Mi's legendary experience. After the Buddha statue was broken into pieces, a piece of Buddha bone appeared in the body of the living Bodhisattva.
They all thought that someone had stolen the living Bodhisattva, so Guangming Temple brought a fake bone to bluff people.
Seven years have passed since the Cangzhou Flood Disaster, and the emperor on the throne has also changed to a new one, and he does not respect Buddhism that much.
Gu Shiqiu, one of the parties involved, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Many things in this world seem to have many choices, but they are all destined and there is no escape.
Song Mi's last words before his obsession dissipated, "Sister, the peonies are blooming in Chang'an, let's go see them together..."
So Gu Shiqiu asked the blacksmith again if Song Mi had a sister, but to his surprise, he actually asked.
Maybe Song Mi's wish is just to see the peonies in Chang'an with his sister?
Song Mi has a sister named Song Jingzuo, who was and is the most beautiful woman in Chang'an.
In the year when Song Mi and Song Yuanzhi died in the Cangzhou flood, Song Mi's mother also died in depression.
To find tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle, Song Jingzou built a bright moon platform in the bustling city of Chang'an.
Rumor has it that the Mingyue Terrace is always closed during the day, and only in the middle of the night, watchmen occasionally see Song Jingxuan going out.
In order to try their luck, the three of them slept at home all afternoon and went to Mingyue Tower to stay for a while.
A narrow river channel goes straight forward, with quiet houses on both sides, slightly swaying weeping willows, and an exquisite and elegant small courtyard with red doors.
The night was clear and the moonlight was reflected in the river channels.
The three of them held lanterns in their hands, and the dim light shone on the ground, making their shadows thin and long.
The warm and lively mask of the day fades away, and the cold air spreads raging in the deep night.
At night in Chang'an, no one was walking on the road, and most of the lights were extinguished, as if the entire capital was plunged into darkness.
Shi Qi was a person with a very awkward personality. When she saw the shadows of the three people cuddling together, she felt a sense of fear and uneasiness in her heart.
The lanterns were gathered together, lighting up the bumpy gravel road.
"Junior sister, don't be afraid. We are just going to meet an ordinary person, not a monster. There will be no danger."
"Yes, if you encounter danger, my junior sister and I will take you away. Xiaoqi, don't be afraid."
Shi Qi nodded, "I believe in senior brother and senior sister."
Whenever he is too immersed or too vigilant, Shiqi will worry whether the happiness will disappear soon if he supports it.
I want to gain, but I am afraid of losing and falling short.
Heaven and earth, gods and monsters...
Whether he is a cultivator or an ordinary person, it would be great if he could always be with Gu Shiqiu and Ji Hanyue.
Shi Qi had a momentary wish.
The bright moon platform is at the end of the river, and the moonlight and the small building reflect each other.
Walking downstairs to the Mingyue Terrace, there was a beauty leaning against the eaves of the window on the second floor. It was Song Jingzuo.
Song Jingzhuo had a beautiful face, but she was cold-hearted and unsmiling. She was colder than the ice and snow on the snow-capped mountains that had not melted for thousands of years.
She was wearing a rouge red dress, and she didn't look like a fairy in heaven, but rather like a fairy in a painting.
Song Jingzou's beautiful nose, diamond-shaped lips, and smooth white chin, every part of her body is beautiful.
She shook, and the water surface instantly rippled with layers of blood-red waves, as if an invisible hand was floating in the water, and spiritual fish jumped out of the water one after another.
It is so clear and transparent that you can see the bottom of the river through the water.
"Senior brother, senior sister, I feel something is wrong, let's go." Shi Qi whispered.
"I also feel something is wrong. Song Jingzou is so beautiful that she doesn't look like a human being. She looks like a... monster..."
"No, junior sister, are you thinking too much? I think Song Jingxiu is just a prettier human being."
"Beauty is misleading, and you can't tell the difference between humans and monsters, senior brother."
The three of them looked at each other, stepped lightly, turned around and walked back cautiously.
However, an inexplicable force suddenly appeared on the ankles of the three people, pulling them back and preventing them from moving forward. The force was as soft as steel. Although it did not hurt, it was as if a restraining technique had been cast on them, and they could not move.
Shi Qi had a veil on her eyes. Although she could still feel the things around her through her sixth sense, she still felt that she could not see clearly.
She reached out and pulled down the veil covering her eyes, and saw a red thread appearing on her ankle, passing through the layers of people and extending to Song Jingzuo's hand on the high building.
Behind Song Jingzuo, complex petals like a garden spread out layer by layer, carmine red. The petals are carmine red with white edges. They are graceful like clouds. The plants are upright and the leaves are slender.
Shi Qi immediately confirmed that Song Jingzhuo, this beauty was really not a human being.
She might be a peony demon, but as for the species, it should be Yachiyotsubaki?
Song Jingzuo pulled the red thread, her long delicate eyebrows narrowed, and Shi Qi was dragged and staggered, almost falling to the ground.
Shi Qi raised his head, Song Jingzou also looked at her, their eyes met, and Shi Qi's pupils shrank.
Song Jingzou's cold face suddenly revealed a smile, like a river in spring, trying to drown people in it.
A powerful force bound Shi Qi's demon, pulling Shi Qi from where he was to mid-air.
Ji Hanyue stretched out her hand and pinched out a talisman, then placed the talisman on Shi Qi's body with two fingers, "Untie!"
Shi Qi fell from the air with a plop, and squatted on his butt.
