At the end of the speech, Old Wei seemed to be tired, his voice became lower and lower, and his body gradually became limp.
Qi Jing was shocked and quickly sat down. He gently held the back of Old Wei's head with his hands and asked him to lie down against his legs: "Old Wei, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, just ask and I will grant it." !」
But Old Wei shook his head slightly, as if he was a little helpless: "You have a bad temper, you always like to take over everything, and you are soft-eared. You are too easy to be deceived. The case of bankruptcies is just a declaration of surrender, and the pillow theft case and the murder case Which of the corpse cases has anything to do with you? Others are afraid to avoid it, but it would be better for you to hurry up and get closer!"
Qi Jingzhi forced out a laugh and pretended to be relaxed: "You have only known me for a few days? Those who want to harm me never end well. After all...what else do you wish for?"
"Hey, Old Wei, I actually have more than one unkind request."
Qi Jingzhi immediately waved his hand proudly: "You are the one praising me for being a generous person. One more person doesn't matter!"
Old Wei still shook his head, but with a smile on his face: "First of all, people all over the world say that my red gold sword was given by an immortal, but actually... I stole it..."
Seeing that Old Wei's aura was a little weak, Qi Jingzhi quickly talked to him and said, "The original owner of such a treasure must be extraordinary, and he will keep a close watch on it. How could you, an ordinary person, steal it?"
"You don't need to be so anxious. I know how long my old man can live. I won't die in the middle of a sentence."
Old Wei actually made a joke, and then continued what he had said before: "It's really stolen! When I was young, I worked as a day laborer in Baiyungong, Jiuzhen County, Liaozhou. One night I was woken up by urination. As soon as I went out, I saw a The immortal fell from the sky and fell into the locked and uninhabited courtyard next door. Well, I didn't know about strangers and monks at the time, so I really thought it was an immortal."
"Although the yard next door is locked, there is actually a dog hole in the corner... In short, I saw with my own eyes that the immortal put a red gold bead into the hole of a locust tree, and said that he wanted to stay in Baiyun. Once the palace understands the golden punishment method of the god Si Qiu, he will come to guide you in as little as a hundred years or as little as a century. You can guess what happens next even if I don't tell you."
Speaking of this perhaps the most unforgettable past event in his life, Old Wei's face suddenly had an inexplicable look.
"You also heard that something was wrong, right? In fact, I also thought about it afterwards. I just couldn't bear the benefits brought by the red gold sword. I just wanted to be happy every day before that person came to my door. I didn't expect it to happen. Just let me live on tenterhooks for decades! Hey, I am really on tenterhooks and carefree at the same time!"
Qi Jingzhi nodded silently. With his intelligence, he had naturally heard that something was wrong. How could a great monk who could fly into the sky and escape from the earth not notice the prying eyes of a mere mortal?
As for the Baiyun Palace, it is a palace dedicated to the god Siqiu, who is the main seat of the four seasons among the eight gods. It is not surprising at first, but when I think of the Baiyun Palace in my pillow dream, which is only one word different, I can't help but feel a little confused. Made some guesses.
But this moment was obviously not the time to explore these details, so he asked: "What do you want, Old Wei?"
"No matter what the person's original intention is, if I take it without telling you, it's a theft. It's time for the property to be returned to its original owner! It's still a long time away. Whenever you have time, put the red gold sword back there for me. Go into the tree hole. If the locust tree is gone, you can just find a place to bury it in Baiyun Palace."
Lao Wei said it indifferently, but Qi Jingzhi nodded solemnly: "We will definitely do it!"
"Hey! Because an old man who met by chance said some nonsense before he died, he had to run thousands of miles to hide a treasure that can prosper the family in a tree hole and bury it in the soil. Only a fool would do this!"
He continued without waiting for Qi Jingzhi to speak: "The second thing is much easier. You can burn my body on the spot later!"
"I, Old Wei, have been slaying demons all my life, and I don't want to end up like this when I die! Just throw the ashes here. If you don't mind it, you can carve a few words on the stone where I'm lying. I’ve thought about everything, and I’m just going to…”
"The tomb of Wei Jun, the late son of the Zhou Dynasty and the Grand Marshal of the Forbidden Army!"
He paused, a bright smile blooming on his face: "I, the Golden Sword Wei, use the mountain as my coffin.
It’s the king of men! Ha ha ha ha……"
Old Wei's joyful and desolate laughter stopped suddenly, and he had already died!
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Under the dim blood-colored light, the young man sat silently for a long time.
In the wordless silence, a breeze seemed to blow into the stone room, and the lamp on the silver candlestick suddenly flickered and made a soft snapping sound.
Qi Jingzhi suddenly came back to his senses. He looked around blankly at first, then slowly lowered his head and gently placed Old Wei's head on the stone bed.
Then, he changed from sitting cross-legged to half-kneeling, thinking about dressing Old Wei first, but found that Old Wei's body was still entangled with the white snake, so he had to pull out Qi Huchan who had nailed the snake corpse first.
Qi Jingzhi pulled out slowly and carefully to prevent residual poisonous blood from splashing out.
As the sharp knife was pulled out little by little, large and small shallow pits on the blade appeared in the young man's eyes, and there were densely packed small gaps on the blade and back. ..
When Qi Jingzhi saw this, his heart felt painful again, and he quickly looked carefully at the light of the blood flames.
Soon, he fixed his gaze on the inner part of the blade closest to the hilt, where there was a faint curl of light.
Qi Jingzhi stared at it for a while, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that although the glimmer of light was not very bright, it had no intention of weakening.
"My brother has suffered this time. If you bear with it for a little longer, brother will definitely find a way to restore your old outlook!"
After saying that, he wiped Qi Huchan's blade on the clean area of the snake corpse that was not stained with blood, carefully put it back into its sheath, and then started to move the snake corpse.
Such demons who poison all living beings do not deserve to be buried with Old Wei!
After a lot of effort, he separated Old Wei from the snake corpse.
Only now did he have the mood to check the soul mask still covering the face of the snake corpse.
The white snake once pestered Old Wei and bit him in vain for a long time, but it never realized the existence of the mask. This shows that it went completely crazy after having a dream.
At this time, the hole torn open by the black evil needle at the eye socket of the mask has been closed again, and only the two original scars remain intact.
Qi Jingzhi stretched out his left hand and was about to tear off the soul mask. Suddenly his palm tightened, as if something was squeezing out.
The thing was about the size of a palm, round in shape, and seemed heavy when embedded in the flesh, but it felt no pain at all.
"This is...a small bronze mirror?"
Without looking at it with his eyes, this idea naturally came to Qi Jingzhi's mind.
At this moment, the snake corpse's head suddenly bounced out of thin air, and it was about to drive its body to jump out of the stone bed.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes narrowed, and without thinking, he blocked the direction of the snake's head with the palm of his left hand.
The next moment, the snake's head and a small half of its body disappeared into the palm of his left hand.
The snake's body slowed down a bit, then suddenly seemed to be pulled hard by something. It immediately picked up speed again and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but be silent.
In the previous dream on the pillow, although the small bronze mirror showed its true shape through the blessing of the dream, it seemed to lack interest in the illusory things inside. From beginning to end, the brilliance was restrained, like a mortal thing.
Now that it had broken out of the dream, it became energetic and ran out to take advantage again.
It's just that this time, the small bronze mirror must be credited with merit. After all, who would have thought that the white snake could still freeze without dying after losing its heart.
If there hadn't been a mirror, the demon snake that killed Old Wei might have been released accidentally.
If you encounter a similar situation in the future, be sure to remember to hit the target and use the mirror to verify it.
Keeping this lesson in mind, Qi Jingzhi raised his left hand and looked at his palm.
This time, the small bronze mirror appeared directly in his palm as if in a dream, without the need to hold it, as if it was born in the bones and flesh of his left hand.
However, Qi Jingzhi felt carefully that his original bones, skin and flesh seemed to be intact.
Just like when he held the silver candlestick, he had one foot in the world and one foot in the underworld,
This mirror seemed to be somewhere between reality and reality, as if it was there and not at all. In short, it gave him a very strange feeling.
Thinking of the silver candlestick, Qi Jingzhi's heart moved and he immediately put the small bronze mirror in front of the candlestick to check.
But he allowed him to look at it again and again for a long time, but he couldn't see anything different about this mirror from the past. Not to mention the faint light like Qi Huchan's, even the original clear light was not visible, just like it appeared in a dream. Their true form is the same, simple and unpretentious, just like ordinary things.
In desperation, he looked at the mirror, but it was as dark as before.
A white snake was suspended in the mirror out of thin air, still wearing a soul mask on its face. The seven-inch gap was filled by the surrounding silver scales, making those scales appear to be extraordinarily large.
Small characters that were as erratic as smoke appeared as usual: "Qiuqi corpse, the dragon species is disgusted by the sky, dead but not stiff, thinking about the soul corpse, poisonous black evil spirit, cold in nature, sour in taste, highly toxic, can avoid poison and water .”
However, Qi Jingzhi was inexplicably shocked when he read just a few dozen words.
It turns out that this white snake is named Qiu Jie, and it is the so-called Tianyan dragon species.
That's all. After all, even the Black Donkey Spirit has the name of a ghost dragon. Qi Jingzhi is also used to having his hand touched by a small bronze mirror every time he kills monsters, and then gets some weird things. But I never expected that what the mirror would produce this time would be so incredible.
Is it that the small bronze mirror itself has such a miraculous power, or is it because of several strange things inside and outside the dream that are entangled in one place, that they are regarded as one by the mirror?
The so-called mind-preserving soul corpse should be similar to the giant human-headed snake with three thoughts integrated into the pillow in the dream. The remnant thoughts of the Saint of the White Immortal Sect were contained in the original soul corpse. I think it can be read like Lu Yunzi's remnant thoughts.
As for the poisonous black evil, does it mean that the poison in its blood merges with the black evil needle?
During the previous fight, Old Wei sent the black evil needle to penetrate the white snake's left eye. At this time, it was impossible to see where the black evil corpse was hidden in the mirror.
While he was thinking about it, the small bronze mirror suddenly disappeared, leaving only a silver-white snake corpse.
Qi Jingzhi took the so-called corpse in his hands and immediately found that it was much lighter than before. It seemed that there was no bones and flesh inside, and it was indeed dead and not stiff. It looks like a donkey's head with a layer of fur.
As for "being able to avoid poison and water", it is reasonable that the Qiuji itself is poisonous and is a species of dragon.
Qi Jingzhi compared the long strip on his body, which was more like leather than a snake corpse, and a thought came to his mind: "It seems that... it can be used as a belt?"
He shook his head and threw the shriveled corpse towards the bedside, letting it stay with the jade pillow that had affected so many lives.
Immediately, Qi Jingzhi stretched out his hand towards the red gold sword, intending to put the short sword that had lost its light at some point on the bedside.
To prevent accidents, he used his right hand.
Unexpectedly, just when his fingertips were about to touch the blade, the red gold sword suddenly shrank and turned into a red gold bead in the blink of an eye.
Qi Jing was stunned, and suddenly remembered the back of Old Wei on the mountain road not long ago with a red-gold light belt around his waist, striding away, and a sad look flashed on his face: "After Old Wei died, this bead refused to show itself in the shape of a knife. Are you done?"
He immediately retracted his hand and said softly: "Old Wei said that you have an owner, and I have no intention of taking you as my own. I just promised Old Wei to send you back to Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County, Liaozhou. You If you are willing to go back, please don’t resist.”
After saying that, seeing that the red golden bead was motionless and showed no other reaction, Qi Jingzhi reached over again, picked up the bead, put it in his arms and put it away.
Then, he squatted down and carefully wrapped his body with Lao Wei's clothes.
He wanted to take off the dilapidated donkey-head bag, but suddenly he stopped halfway, and after a few breaths of silence, he chuckled and said, "Since you like this thing, let the donkey-headed marshal wear it for you, Huangquan Road." You can also show off your authority in front of other undead souls."
After saying that, the young man jumped off the stone bed and bowed his head to the ground towards Old Wei: "Qi Jingzhi will never forget Wei Gong's life-saving grace! He will never say goodbye to the entrustment of repaying the sword, even if he is thousands of miles away!"
He is straight
He stood up, picked up the silver candlestick and flicked it on Old Wei's donkey's ear.
Soon, the silver evil blood flames spread all over Old Wei's body, burning not hotly, but extremely thoroughly, swallowing up all the bones, flesh, and hair, leaving only a handful of ashes, but not damaging the outer clothes at all.
When the blood flames were extinguished, Qi Jingzhi carefully wrapped the ashes in his clothes, picked up gravels from everywhere and piled a small tomb on the stone bed, and carved the fourteen words that Old Wei had decided before his death in Jianrenshou.
While carving, Qi Jingzhi took the opportunity to check Jian Renshou, and saw that under the light of the blood flame candle, this long knife showed no change at all compared to usual. It seemed that the divine power in it had indeed been exhausted.
He gathered the things in the stone room together, Jian Renshou was still carried on his back, and the Qiu Jie corpse whose purpose was not yet clear was wrapped diagonally around his body, from his right shoulder to his left rib, with the head and tail of the snake tied in a knot on his chest. The rest of the scattered items were put into his arms.
After everything was settled, Qi Jingzhi bowed deeply to Old Wei's stone tomb again.
"It's a long way to Liaozhou, so I say goodbye to Duke Wei!"
After a long time, Qi Jingzhi straightened up, his expression as usual.
Without any further hesitation, the young man raised the silver candlestick in his left hand, held the Qinghong Gong jade pillow in his right hand, and walked quickly towards the way he came.
He walked out of the cave all the way. It was already night, and the scenery far and near looked increasingly weird and weird through the silver evil blood flames.
"Destroy!"
Qi Jingzhi whispered the word, and when the blood flames were extinguished, he put the silver candlestick into his arms.
The scenery in front of us suddenly changed. Under the night, the stone walls in the valley were either hidden in the darkness or reflected white by the moonlight. It was quiet everywhere except for the sound of the wind.
Entering and exiting the cave, the lights go out, it feels like a different world.
