The waning moon hangs high and the night breeze is cool.
Zhao Qing and Miao Jian talked about the past while pushing cups and changing cups.
However, Zhao Qing's mind was not as happy as it seemed.
More than three hundred handymen died on Shouyun Mountain, and they were all of a certain strength, many in the middle stage of Qi refining.
If I go there, can I come back alive?
The spirit wine entered the stomach, and I was slightly drunk.
He no longer worried about what had happened.
At least Elder Qian should have achieved his goal, and the secrets deep in Shouyun Mountain will no longer be known to anyone——
Correspondingly, there are no hidden dangers in my home at the foot of the mountain.
As for what benefits the elder has gained from being in Shouyun Mountain... that is not something that a Qi refining handyman like me should consider.
But at this moment, he already had a rough guess about what happened on the mountain.
Third level spirit gathering array?
An extremely powerful tiger demon?
Mentioned in "Preliminary Interpretation of Red Sand Formation". Some high-level formations need to be guided by the monk's energy and blood to activate the formation patterns...
It's said to be a formation, but it's actually a blood sacrifice.
And in addition to formations, there are also similar methods in magic formulas.
This is pretty much what Elder Qian did.
Zhao Qing considered that Miao Jian was from a clan and had more knowledge than he did, and he had also been promoted to the outer sect.
There is no need to say this to him again, it is meaningless.
Miao Jian was halfway through his wine, so he pulled Shen Su together to raise a toast and said, "Senior brother, you were absent from the banquet on our wedding day."
"Let's make up for the two glasses of wine today!"
Shen Su's face was rosy and he had obviously calmed down. He gently raised his hand to greet Wang Shuyue.
Zhao Qing and his wife smiled at each other and drank the spiritual wine together.
For a time, the courtyard was filled with people drinking and laughing.
The path of spiritual practice is difficult and difficult, and a moment of peace is already an extremely luxurious thing.
Especially for the low-level handymen, what they compete for is the glass of wine in front of them and the food in their belly. It has been more than ten years since I occasionally fantasized about a realm breakthrough and promotion.
If we talk about those who are determined, there are certainly people in the community.
In addition to working, he spent all his time meditating and practicing. He ate Bigu Pills when he was hungry, drank salt water when he was thirsty... All the Qi Gathering Pills he received every month were used to improve his realm.
Zhao Qing was a little confused about this behavior. Instead of living such a miserable life, it would be better to return to the mortal world and become a rich man.
In the past, he was considered half-hearted, but it only took him several years to recognize the reality clearly.
Until late at night, Miao Jian was very drunk, and Zhao Qing's condition was slightly better than him.
Wang Shuyue and Shen Su got together to prepare hot dishes again.
The young junior brother was a little drowsy. He pulled his senior brother and said, "Senior brother, Miao Jian is leaving."
"When we were in the Dharma Hall, the elders informed us of the reason for this trial."
"The mineral veins in Nanze County are about to be mined. We need to go to the city to resettle and recruit casual cultivators."
?
Zhao Qing's drunkenness had mostly dissipated.
Is Elder Qian finally running away?
Right.
He had taken advantage of Shou Yunshan, and now that he had a team, it was time to run away.
He opened his mouth and swallowed back what he was about to say.
Then he asked: "When will we set off?"
"Leave at dawn, the elder will take us along in the spirit boat."
Miao Jian smiled drunkenly: "I'm going to Nanze now. I don't know how long it will be before I see my senior brother again. Miao Jian proposes another toast."
"On my wedding day, I was drunk and talking nonsense, but I didn't want to turn into a foreigner in a blink of an eye..."
Zhao Qing looked at him and hesitated several times.
In the end, the truth was not told, and all the words were thrown into the wine glass.
Everyone has his own ambitions. Isn't it just to improve his strength that Miao Jian is struggling in Danxia? Besides, he still has a great vengeance yet to be avenged.
Perhaps Sixiangmen is more suitable for him.
As Elder Qian's team member, life is better than continuing to be a handyman.
"That's fine, junior brother, when you arrive in Nanze, remember to think twice before doing anything, and don't be so reckless again." Zhao Qing said.
Miao Jian picked up the pot and poured wine, and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother has mentioned this point several times, Miao Jian will keep it in mind. It's a pity that in my life, love and hatred are difficult to resolve, and I can't help myself."
"It's what I said in the letter with my senior brother before..."
"Elder Li may have evil intentions. After Elder Qian leaves the sect, something may happen to the sect, so senior brother must be more cautious."
"If I can settle down in Nanze, I will invite my senior brother to go to Nanze with me. It is better than staying here in this kitchen."
Zhao Qing:......
In fact, the kitchen is not bad either.
He said jokingly: "It's not necessary. Junior brother, with your luck, I have to think twice before drinking your glass of wine."
Miao Jian also laughed.
"Yes, senior brother, you have to be careful these days."
…
Half an hour later, it was still dark.
Miao Jian put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand with a strange look on his face.
He took out the Danxia Sect disciple's token from his arms, and the words on it were already "Outer Sect Miao Sword".
At this moment, bursts of aura filled the token.
He looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, and then said: "Senior brother, the law hall has summoned us, we have to leave."
Zhao Qing made a movement, nodded slightly, clinked glasses with him, and drank the spirit wine in the glass.
On the street of T-shaped courtyard.
Zhao Qing joined hands with his wife and watched Miao Jian and his wife walking to the kitchen.
Before the stars are gone, the east is white.
Miao Jian stopped and turned around: "Senior brother once asked, if fate is determined by fate, how will I fare?"
"If the lone star really shines,..."
"Miao Jian, I don't accept it."
Zhao Qing smiled and responded with one word: "Okay."
Friends gradually drifted away, and the door of the courtyard with the last name of D was slowly closed.
…
The white dew collects the waning moon, and the breeze disperses the dawn clouds.
A stream of light rose from the sky above Danxia Sect and headed straight for Nanze.
The stream of light cuts through the clouds, like the starry elm that has not faded away from last night.
And under the clouds, in the small courtyard.
Wang Shuyue cleaned up the mess in the courtyard and said, "My husband seems to be not in a good mood?"
Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head, took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and started to help his wife take care of the house.
"fine."
"It's just a little emotional. Miao Jian and his wife are considered to be acquaintances between you and me. Once they leave, I'm afraid we will never see each other again."
Wang Shuyue paused in rinsing her handkerchief.
"Husband, why do you say this?"
Zhao Qing glanced at the stream of light disappearing into the sky from a distance.
"I got news from the Blood Clothes Building before that Elder Qian seems to have the intention of surrendering to the enemy."
"In recent days, various signs have proved this. Miao Jian should be a disciple of the Four Elephants Sect in the future."
The beloved wife put down her handkerchief, walked to Zhao Qing thoughtfully, and gently pressed her shoulders and neck.
Wen Wen said: "Things in the world are ever-changing. If we are destined, we will meet again eventually."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly and said in surprise: "You seem to have missed the point?"
Wang Shuyue covered her mouth and chuckled, then stood on tiptoes and whispered in her husband's ear.
"Whether it's the sect or the elders, they have nothing to do with Shu Yue."
"Whether it is Danxia Sect or Sixiang Sect. As long as she can be with her husband, Shu Yue is willing to go to the countryside and kneel down to beg."
Hearing the gentle talk behind him and feeling the hot and moist breath coming from his ears, Zhao Qing was distracted for a moment.
He turned to look at his beloved wife, holding the pretty blushing face in front of him with his hands.
"Have you had enough at Shuyue's banquet?"
Wang Shuyue understood instantly and her ears turned red.
She took advantage of the drunkenness and tensed her body in front of her husband...
The girl stood on tiptoes, their foreheads touching each other, her red lips lightly pursed with a sweet tongue, and her eyes raised slightly.
"I'm not full, Shuyue wants to drink some porridge."
