Xiao Xu... In the early morning of autumn, the morning fog dissipated, and the sunlight shone on Xu Yuanyun's face through the yellowing branches and leaves of the old trees, which was extremely gorgeous.
Ji Ping'an was startled suddenly, as if his eyes were dazzled.
He stared intently at the frail woman in a white dress, as delicate as a waterweed. His lips moved, and he finally understood why Luan Yu suddenly appeared at home.
"Why are you here?" All kinds of emotions surged up and down, but in the end they just merged into this simple question.
While speaking, Ji Ping'an turned to look at the door for confirmation. The thin courtyard door was really insecure.
Xu Yuanyun blinked, knowing what he was thinking. The bright smile on his lips remained unchanged, but his voice was slightly raised:
"I have been up the mountain for many days, and this time I came back to visit my relatives. I happened to hear that there have been many changes at the foot of the mountain recently, and Ji Sichen has done a lot of big things, so I stopped by to visit."
This sentence was obviously meant for the ears outside.
As for "visiting relatives", it is easy to understand. Xu Yuanyun's current public identity is still Li Xiangjun's niece, Miss Mochou.
Because she was recommended by Ji Ping'an, she was favored by Qi Hongmian and accepted into the Beast Control Sect. The concubines who were selected into the palace were required to go home to visit relatives, and those who became disciples of the Beast Control Sect were not cut off from love.
Even if it is to maintain the reputation of "Miss Mochou", it makes sense for Xu Yuanyun to take time to return to Yuhang to "visit relatives".
While saying these words, Xu Yuanyun stood up from the wicker chair with light steps, came to Ji Pingan's side lightly, and took his hand with a blush on his cheeks.
With a green jade finger, he wrote a sentence on his palm:
"I miss you."
The girl who looks extremely weak actually has a brave heart. In matters between men and women, she is actually more courageous and generous than Wei Huayang.
In other words, the two women are actually complete opposites.
Wei Huayang looks heroic on the outside and dares to love and hate, but in fact he is timid and sensitive inside.
Otherwise, Li Yang and the painting sage Zhang Sengyao would have traveled thousands of miles and still not reveal their love.
When writing letters, I kept them secretive until I finally had no choice but to open my heart.
Xu Yuanyun looks weak and shy on the outside, but deep down she is a brave woman who becomes brave once she makes a decision and thinks things through clearly.
Especially before, the two met again on the Qinhuai River, and after breaking through the last floor of the old inn... she no longer cared about the constraints of secular ethics, and just wanted to express her longing frankly and passionately.
In fact, it would be a little exciting to say these love words in a tense atmosphere where you are always exposed, only separated by a door.
Ji Ping'an stared blankly, feeling the itchy and smooth touch on his palms, and met the loving eyes on Xu Yuanyun's slightly raised face.
At this moment, without any unnecessary words, he already understood the girl's thoughts.
He smiled and said:
"Your Majesty, I am here to welcome you. I am very proud of you. I have never thought of conveying some trivial matters to your Majesty's ears. I am really ashamed. Please sit down."
He said polite words, but he held the girl's tender little hand and quickly sketched words in her palm:
"How is life on the mountain? Did Qi Hongmian bully you? How is the food in the Beast Control Sect? Is the practice going well?"
Xu Yuanyun turned his head and carefully felt the words on his palm. The curve of the corner of his mouth widened, and then he glared at him with a look that was both angry and smiling. It was very nice.
Ji Ping'an's mind was swaying, and he turned around to Xu Yuanyun, holding hands and pulling him to the foot of the old tree. Then, in a daze, the two squeezed into a wicker chair.
The drama of saying one thing and doing another began.
Xu Yuanyun:
"You're welcome, Ji Sichen. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Judging from your complexion today, it seems that your cultivation has improved again. Congratulations."
The hand outlines the text:
"For so many days, you couldn't find a way to find me. It was the last time Hei Changshi returned to the mountain that brought you news."
His eyes were filled with resentment.
Ji Ping'an was like a light on his back, smiling bitterly:
"Master, it's just luck."
Holding the little hand, he wrote:
"I want to too...but it's inconvenient after all. You know, the people of the Yushou Sect are very discerning. I can't reveal my true identity yet, otherwise it will be too much trouble. If Qi Hongmian discovers our relationship, the consequences will be disastrous. "
Xu Yuanyun snorted:
"Why don't Ji Sichen tell this Master?"
She snuggled into his arms, grabbed it and wrote in big hands:
"You just don't want to take responsibility! Sure enough, what Master said back then was right, men won't cherish it if they get it."
Ji Ping'an's head is as big as a bucket:
"The Master has an order, and you must obey it. This started when the Four Holy Sects started to rebel..."
He was talking casually about how the Four Holy Sect was causing trouble in Sanhuang County and how he could solve the crisis. Of course, he hid the second half of the story about escaping with someone.
The two of them alternated over and over again, using words to say rubbish without any information:
"I'm different from other men..."
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outside the door.
Luan Yuru stood like a door god, blocking out the sneaky and thief-looking Yu Yu.
However, everyone held their breath and concentrated tacitly, activated their ears, and listened to the conversations in the courtyard.
It's a pity that after listening for a long time, all the words were polite and distant, as if they were really just two acquaintances, seniors and juniors, exchanging business blows.
Mu Yaoyao, who had an extraordinary love for gossip, stuck her butt out and put her ear to the door panel to listen. The useless conversation in the courtyard ended only when her legs went numb.
Footsteps approach.
Everyone immediately stood up straight and looked like they didn't even listen.
When the courtyard door creaked open, Ji Pingan saw Xu Yuanyun out:
"Master, go slowly. If you need anything, please give me any instructions."
Xu Yuanyun was dressed in white as water, with a light and polite smile on his face:
"Ji Sichen, please come back. I will be at Pei's house in Yuhang in the next few days. If you need anything, please come and look for me."
Then he glanced at Luan Yu and said, "Elder Luan, let's go."
Luan Yu bowed, said goodbye and left.
After watching the two girls leave, Mu Yaoyao looked disappointed:
"That's it?"
The rest of the people were also greatly disappointed. Ji Ping'an angrily gave the snack guy a headache:
"what do you want?"
Mu Yaoyao pouted:
"At least you have to bring some gifts and food. By the way, did anything big happen to you when you went to the monastery this time?"
Ji Ping'an smiled, and of course he would not explain what the two did in the hospital, nor would he explain. The last words Xu Yuanyun wrote on his palm when parting were a time and address.
"On our trip to the Zen monastery, a lot of things really happened this time. How about you, Holy Maiden, explain it?"
Yu Yu was as excited as a husky:
"Okay, okay!"
Then, the crazy saint immediately put aside some doubts in her heart and called everyone back to the courtyard to brag, which made the God Emperor, Huang He and Mu Yaoyao startled.
Unexpectedly, the power in the "human world" is greater than imagined, and Buddhism is also involved.
The God-Emperor attaches great importance to this and has a strong sense of urgency. He is surprised at why these organizations are so efficient.
"Ji Ping'an, please say something." Fang Shijie looked at Xingguan who was distracted the whole time.
Ji Pingan came back to his senses and blinked his innocent big eyes:
"Well...it's getting late. Let's have lunch. I'll go to Yin Yang Academy in the afternoon to meet with the supervisor. I may not come back until later. You don't have to wait for me to have dinner."
Fang Shijie glanced at his old friend suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong with this guy.
…
…
afternoon.
Ji Ping'an went out as promised, but did not rush to the academy first. Instead, he rushed to the Demon Slaying Department first and found Ye Hongling to ask about the follow-up situation.
Knowing that the prefect of Yuhang attached great importance to this matter, he had already written a memorial and rushed it to the capital city, and at the same time notified the Sanqing Temple.
"What the prefect means is that the subsequent impact of Master Yihong's death is still uncertain. We have to wait for the response of the Southern Tang Buddhism, but considering the round-trip message transmission and some procedural issues, it is estimated that it will take about a month. Only then can we have the answer.
But Buddhism will definitely send someone to Yuhang in the future, and I'm afraid they will come to us to understand the situation. Ye Hongling said.
This answer is consistent with Ji Ping'an's guess. He is not nervous, and even a little expectant.
Kyushu is vast, and information from various places is fragmented.
After the stars returned to their positions, he still had no idea what kind of changes there would be in Buddhism. It wouldn't be a bad thing if he had the chance to get in touch with them.
Saying goodbye to Ye Hongling, he went straight to Yin Yang Academy, but was informed by Xie Wensheng that Jian Zheng was in seclusion.
"Are you really in retreat?"
At the gate of the academy, Ji Ping'an looked at each other with some suspicion. The main reason was that this senior disciple always carried out sneak attacks. Who knows which words were true and which were false.
Xie Wensheng looked depressed and listless:
"If you don't believe me, go upstairs and see for yourself."
Ji Ping'an thought for a while and concluded that it was a good thing for the eldest disciple to be in seclusion. The sooner he could step into the divine treasure, the greater his confidence in dealing with future disasters would be. He did not bother him and just handed over a letter:
"Just pass this over to me."
The envelope contained information about Buddha's suspected rebirth, but he used the secret method of the Star Official to seal it.
Xie Wensheng and other outsiders cannot see it.
Saying goodbye to the idle scholar, Ji Ping'an took a look at the sky. There was still some time left, so he walked to find an inn, took a shower, changed clothes, and tidied himself up.
After that, he went into the pastry shop and bought a box of pastries. He waited until dark before hiring a carriage and taking it to an inn in the city.
Carrying the food box, he entered the store and asked the clerk for the location of a certain room number. He only said that he was looking for someone, and then he went upstairs.
"Why did that young master get up there?" the shopkeeper asked curiously.
The guy looked complicated:
"Looking for someone. Didn't a very good-looking girl come here before?"
The shopkeeper was startled and denounced that the world was declining and people's hearts were not as old as before.
…
Ji Ping'an didn't know the mentality of the passers-by downstairs.
It was already dark, and there were only a few lanterns lighting the corridors of the inn.
When he checked the room number and arrived at the door of a certain room, he gently opened the door. The air was filled with a quiet fragrance, and the room was dark, with no candles lit.
He exhaled softly, walked to the table and turned on the wick with the help of some starlight coming from the window.
"laugh--"
As the flame ignited, the flame heart burned quietly, and the darkness in the room was quickly dispelled.
Putting the food box on the table, he finally thought about it and looked at the bed.
The gauze window curtains were hung down, and one could vaguely see that the soft brocade was covered with a thin quilt. Xu Yuanyun was lying on his side on it, wearing a white blouse with an open placket, and seemed to be asleep.
A corner of the quilt was placed on his slender waist. Ji Ping'an's eyes moved from bottom to top. First, a pair of white jade feet were exposed to the air. The toes were clearly defined, round and delicate, and then followed the delicate toes stacked together, as if The legs that could be broken with a little force were raised upward, and under the corner of the quilt, the shape of the buttocks was round and beautiful.
Ji Ping'an walked over lightly, raised his hand to open the light screen window curtain, and heard Xu Yuanyun's slightly rapid breathing.
I didn't sleep... I guess... Ji Ping'an smiled and sat by the window with gentle eyes, quietly admiring Xu Yuanyun's rosy face after taking a bath.
Closed eyes, trembling eyelashes, beads of sweat on the neck.
Recalling the moments from two hundred years ago.
In the quiet atmosphere, neither of them moved, as if they were in a stalemate, but the temperature in the room quietly increased.
Finally, Xu Yuanyun curled his lips unhappily, opened his eyes a little, and turned his head slightly to look at the latter. The two looked at each other. Xu Yuanyun's cheeks turned red and he said angrily:
"What are you here for?"
You didn't ask me to come... Ji Ping'an slandered and said:
"I bought you a gift, your favorite cake..."
Xu Yuanyun turned around, snorted and ignored him: "I don't want to eat cakes."
Ji Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry: "How about something else to eat?"
Xu Yuanyun rubbed inside and buried himself in the bed. He remained silent, but his skin was dyed red.
Ji Ping'an blinked and asked knowingly: "Are you going to eat?"
Then I heard a voice coming from the quilt:
"I found a reason to come out. Luan Yu and the entire Pei family were watching, and they couldn't stay out all night."
The implication: time is running out.
Ji Ping'an said "Oh", then raised his hand to close the opened curtain. With a flick of his finger from the air, the lamp and candle on the table went out with a "pop".
Then there was an exclamation.
…
An hour later.
Xu Yuanyun's voice of exhaling loudly came from the darkness: "It seems that your cultivation has indeed improved a lot during this period."
Ji Ping'an felt the warmth close at hand: "Your cultivation is recovering slower than I thought."
Xu Yuanyun snorted unconvinced: "Our Beast Control Sect cultivates pet beasts, and they are never strong in nature. Can they be the same as you?"
Ji Ping'an said strangely: "But our star officers also have spiritual power."
Xu Yuanyun pinched him angrily and cried aggrievedly: "Who asked you to practice martial arts at the same time? Martial arts are all monsters."
Ji Ping'an felt very distressed. He comforted her warmly for a while and said, "That's it? Let's take a rest and talk."
"kindness."
The two of them really chatted, talking to each other about their experiences and thoughts during this period. Xu Yuanyun talked about his daily life in the Beast Control Sect, and Ji Ping'an talked about his gains from his experience outside.
"Are you tired?" Suddenly, Xu Yuanyun asked again.
Ji Ping'an said strangely: "It doesn't matter to me, you're not..."
"Don't you star officers know how to restore spells, the kind that heals people's injuries?" Xu Yuanyun hinted crazily.
Ah this... Ji Ping'an looked hesitant, but soon, green starlight flickered in the darkness, filling the room, extremely gorgeous.
When the starlight dissipated, the temperature in the room rose again.
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
The guy downstairs who was wiping the table with a towel raised his head and was a little scared when he heard the noise coming from above again:
"It's like losing its skin even if it's not dead."
An hour later.
The green starlight lit up again, and the store downstairs had long been closed. The waiter lying on the counter and taking a nap was excited, desperately listening to the crunching noise, and muttered:
"Is that human being……"
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Early in the morning.
The candles on the table were finally lit again. Xu Yuanyun dropped the candle, opened the box, picked up a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and poured some tea to go with it.
Wood healing spells are not all cost-free. Each treatment consumes the injured person's energy.
Not to mention the intense hunger pangs that follow a lot of exercise and dehydration.
Xu Yuanyun ate half a box of pastries in one go, and finally felt that there were no more stars in front of his eyes.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said: "Are you full? If not..."
"full!"
Xu Yuanyun was excited and answered subconsciously, then backed away to the window with some fear. The two looked at each other for a moment and suddenly burst out laughing.
Xu Yuanyun glanced at the position of the moon and said, "I have to go back."
"Oh." Ji Pingan's voice was low: "Then tomorrow..."
"There may not be a chance. It doesn't matter once in a while. If it happens too often, it will easily arouse Luan Yu's suspicion." Xu Yuanyun hugged him encouragingly and said, "The days are long."
Ji Ping'an smiled: "That makes sense. Shall I give it to you?"
Xu Yuanyun smiled foolishly, raised his hand, and put on the layered skirt in the blink of an eye, then patted his head and said:
"Oops, I almost forgot, I brought you a gift."
Gift?
Ji Ping'an looked puzzled, and saw Xu Yuanyun suddenly take out a feather that was half a palm long and as red as blood from his pocket.
"This is a feather of the fire phoenix. I asked for it secretly. If you take it, if you encounter an irresistible danger, you can ignite it in exchange for a power comparable to the first stage of observing the sky. But if you continue to The time is very short. I originally wanted to pluck stronger feathers for you, but Fire Phoenix is Qi Hongmian’s pet beast after all, so we can’t go too far.”
Ji Ping'an took it blankly, thinking that it was indeed not easy for the little red bird...
"Let's go." Xu Yuanyun smiled playfully, then picked up a token and threw it gently.
An illusory pet whose appearance was unclear appeared, rolled her up, and turned into a breeze, blowing out the window and disappearing into the dark night.
Ji Ping'an was left holding the fiery red feather, feeling the cold early autumn air blowing from outside the house, dazed.
After a long time, he carefully and preciously put away the feathers and prepared to go home.
At this moment, suddenly, a wooden sign belonging to the "Sword Holder" that Ji Ping'an put in his kit shook violently.
"Song Qinglian is looking for me?" Ji Pingan felt a little surprised and said:
It's so late, why did this Yuhang hidden official send the letter suddenly? This is the first time, unless there is an emergency, this will happen. "
Ji Ping'an didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly grabbed the remaining pastries and stuffed them into his stomach, then rubbed his waist, dressed neatly, and snapped his fingers.
The whole person disappeared using the escape technique.
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Song residence, study room.
The lights were bright, Yuhang Yinguan Song Xuezheng was pacing anxiously with his hands behind his back, looking at the Yinguan token placed on the table from time to time.
Suddenly, the room was filled with mottled starlight.
Ji Ping'an Shiran walked out and looked down at Song Xuezheng: "You summoned me, what happened?"
Song Xuezheng was startled at first, and then he bowed and bowed, calling out to your lord. When he raised his head and glanced at Ji Ping'an's face, which was slightly blue and white, with dark circles under his eyes, he was shocked:
"Why are you doing this, sir?!"
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