To be honest, the symptoms of coldness on Qingjing's body did not occur every day or two. It was just that the condition was not obvious before, and every day after he returned from studying ink, he would have a drink or wipe the cold areas on his body to warm himself. Feel something else wrong.
But last night, I lay down early before I had time to drink. When I woke up today, I felt that the cold feeling had disappeared without a trace, which made Qingjing suspicious.
Because he was in a hurry to study ink, Qing Jing didn't have time to change his clothes. The smell of alcohol all over his body made him doubt what he had done last night. He had no clue at the moment, thinking that the black bamboo spirit might know something, so he moved his hands faster, wanting to go back early to find out!
Maybe it's because he's too familiar with ink grinding, or maybe his body has returned to normal recently. Although Qingjing came a little late today, the task was overfulfilled. Not only that, he seemed to have endless energy and full of energy.
He sent the prepared ink to the entrance of the Black Bamboo Forest, and ran towards the bamboo house with a twist of his feet. As he was running quickly, he felt an extremely clear feeling in his heart, as if the position of every bamboo in the Black Bamboo Forest was clear. Even from a distance, I can feel the flow of the stream.
I am immersed in this feeling of purity, but it is really difficult to describe in words. He finally regained his composure, but stumbled and almost fell out. Then he calmed down and cautiously slowed down.
When he returned to his residence, he threw the tools at the door casually and asked in the direction of the bamboo house. However, no matter what he said, there was no movement in the bamboo house.
Qingjing thought that it was her neglect of the Black Bamboo Essence that made the latter feel emotional, so she tried to persuade him for a while, but the response to her was still deathly silence...
He finally realized something was wrong, pushed open the bamboo house and looked inside. He saw that the walls of the bamboo house were extremely smooth, with not even a trace of black bamboo poisonous lint left, and the existence of the black bamboo essence also disappeared without a trace!
His heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely remembered the itching he had felt before falling asleep last night, and then lost consciousness, so he should have fainted instead of actively falling asleep.
Although he had doubts about the Black Bamboo Essence for a moment in his mind, this thought only passed by for a moment. After all, the Black Bamboo Essence had never done anything to him when he was awake, and he did not appear today. Excessive feeling of fatigue.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down and saw a tiny black mark on the ground connecting the bamboo house to his residence!
The Black Bamboo Essence relies on the Black Bamboo poisonous flocculation to take shape and can only move by clinging to physical objects. Therefore, it is always attached to the inner wall of the bamboo house. Only when it is thinking about the days of purification, does it stand on the ground. above. Although it was short-lived at the time, it left a black mark on the ground, which gradually disappeared after several days.
So when he saw this black mark, Qingjing couldn't help but frown. Could it be that the black bamboo essence was really depressed and had to possess itself at night even if it lost itself, in order to pursue its true self?
He hesitated for a moment, then opened the door of his room. He was relieved when he saw that there was no place where the black bamboo essence could hide, and continued to look along the black marks.
Although this black mark came directly to his bedside, it only moved around the bedside and the table. Before cleaning, he carefully checked under the bed. There was no sign of black bamboo poisonous wadding, so it was naturally impossible to hide it. Here.
He turned his gaze to the wine jar, but suddenly his eyes became nervous. He saw that there were two dark handprints similar to the black marks on the wine jar, but one of the handprints only had four fingers.
Seeing this, Qingjing's face turned pale, and she collapsed on the ground. She suddenly remembered the burning feeling all over her body last night!
Because he didn't feel anything strange when he woke up today, he thought that the pain and the black shadow that woke him up were just nightmares that he had been too nervous recently. Now it seemed that everything he experienced before the nightmare was actually a fact.
He was lying on the ground smelling of alcohol, the black marks beside the table, and the fingerprints on the wine jar. All of these were added together. Qingjing naturally figured out what happened last night, and felt sad in his heart. He didn't expect this black bamboo essence. Po would actually sacrifice himself in order to save his own life!
Qingjing had always thought that this black bamboo essence was for his own benefit, just to occupy his body sooner or later. After what happened today, Qingjing couldn't help but blame himself. He didn't expect that he was judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. !
At this point, Qingjing silently took the wine jar out of the house, and saw him dipping his fingers on his waist to make talismans with his bare hands. With a loud bang, the shelter that Qingjing had worked hard to build for a long time suddenly turned into a burst of energy. cloud of dust…
Qingjing lived back in the bamboo house again, and everything seemed to be back to how it was before, but the full heart suddenly became a little empty...
As time went by, more and more wine was stored in the ground, but it seemed that the cellar originally dug was a bit small. Qingjing came back from studying ink that day. After a lot of effort, he finally packed up before dark and returned to the bamboo house to rest.
Because after a lot of trouble just now, Qingjing still couldn't calm down in his heart, and he couldn't sleep. He could only slow down his breathing and close his eyes to rest... Just when he was dazed, he suddenly heard some subtle rubbing sounds beside him.
He squinted his eyes and saw a dark shadow sneaking along the wall from the wine jar that he had placed in the corner. In a few breaths, he came to his bed, and subconsciously With a cry of surprise, the black shadow retracted into the wine jar with a whoosh...
At the table, Qingjing stared at the wine jar in front of him with a gloomy face and kept asking questions. When he saw no response at all, he picked up the wine jar and pretended to throw it out of the room. Only then did he hear a burst of begging for mercy from the wine jar. Voice.
It turns out that that day, after the black bamboo spirit used wine to pour its pure body into a drowned rat, I thought it would disappear along with the poisonous catkins, but I didn't expect that the wine only restrained the poisonous catkins, and did not affect the black bamboo spirit itself. No harm done at all. The reason why I feel the pain is because the toxins in the body are removed!
However, because he no longer had the poisonous black bamboo catkins, he naturally could no longer control his pure body, and he felt very tired that day, so he simply hid in the darkness of the wine jar to recuperate.
Because the wine jar was still damp, and the wine jar was placed in a corner, a lot of black bamboo poisonous wadding actually grew on the inner wall, allowing the black bamboo essence to regain its ability to move. However, he didn't make any noise this time. Only in the middle of the night did he dare to secretly possess Qingjing and go out for a stroll. Then he learned the lesson from before and never bothered like before, so he was never noticed...
Qingjing almost twisted her nose after hearing Heizhu Jingpo's explanation. Fortunately, she was still immersed in regret every day. She didn't expect that this guy had been secretly having fun while she was unaware. He originally wanted to move out of the bamboo house again and have no contact with the black bamboo spirit, but in the end he softened his mind and gave up this idea, but he still carefully revised the three chapters of the previous agreement...
After that, every time I finished my ink grinding, I would hear the stories about the black-haired monster from the disciples of Taiyi Pavilion. I would also look depressed and grit my teeth as I repaired the three chapters of the agreement.
Over the course of twelve years, the three chapters of the covenant were revised from the first few lines of text into a booklet. It was not until the day Qingjing left the Black Bamboo Forest that it finally stopped growing.
Because this black bamboo spirit has always kept its promise, Qingjing no longer asks about its secrets. But today, he suddenly discovered that the same black bamboo poisonous catkins appeared on his eldest brother Qingxu. He couldn't help but feel that he had been deceived. He was full of doubts about the story the black bamboo essence told him, and rushed back directly. The Black Bamboo Forest questioned the Black Bamboo Essence.
"You...I don't care what you are hiding! If there is anything wrong with my brother's body...if you dare to deceive me...don't blame me for being ruthless and unjust!" Qingjing gritted his teeth and said, thinking about Qingxu in his heart. Since he couldn't get the answer, He could only turn around and leave first.
"I didn't mean to lie to you... I just don't dare to be deceived anymore..." Hearing this, the black bamboo essence in the bamboo house repeated the previous words again, which made Qingjing a little confused.
"... For you humans, twelve years may be a long time, but for us, not to mention one century, even ten or a hundred centuries are just a passing cloud... Because we believe in him too much, we have been I'm immersed in pain...I'm sorry, we really don't dare to trust the second person again..." Black Bamboo Essence said bitterly, with a feeling that I originally put my heart towards the bright moon, but who knows that the bright moon shines on the ditch.
He didn't care at first. It wasn't until the Black Bamboo Essence mentioned it again that he realized that the Black Bamboo Essence said "dare not" rather than "didn't want" to be deceived. It must have been afraid of something, so it kept Keep it secret.
Hearing this, Qingjing just nodded thoughtfully, then frowned and said: "I understand you... Believing in others will only bring about vain sacrifices, what kind of bullshit trust! This kind of thing is not worth mentioning at all!"
When he was young and clean, he had a lively personality and admired the strong. Hearing that Wei Wuxi from Wutu Cave was going to become the Witch King, he couldn't help but sneak out from Qingxu, thinking of coming secretly to join in the fun, but he didn't expect to hear a sharp sound like an insect chirping halfway. .
There is only one thing in Wutu Cave that can make such a sound, and that is Aning's insect branch. Since there is such a sound coming from here, Aning must be nearby and must have encountered some trouble. Because Wei Wuxi loved Aning very much, Qingjing thought that if he could help this sister-in-law, he might be able to get closer to Wei Wuxi, so he followed the sound and hurried over. (Part 3, Chapter 52)
When he came close, he heard a dispute, so he didn't show up in a hurry. Instead, he looked at it secretly.
He only saw a woman confronting a group of disciples from Jianxingju. However, these disciples from Jianxingju seemed to be quite afraid of the woman in front of them. This must be Aning.
Although he didn't know what happened, he saw the expressions of several Jianxingju disciples in the distance were different, and their eyes glanced at the mouth of the well intentionally or unintentionally, and he probably guessed that they wanted to put the blame on the ancient sect before the election. Wu Tuku also had a sneer on his face. He had an idea in his mind and came closer pretending not to know anything...
