"Sheng Jing, I can carry it clearly." Qiong Yi pushed his hand away, took half a step back, and protected the scroll in his arms: "Although I have never felt that I am a member of the Lu family, the invasion of Xirong Go up, I will definitely be towards the five tribes.”
"I understand the meaning of your words." She continued: "The word 'let go' is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do. I don't want to deceive myself and live my life in confusion. I find out these things and I am also making decisions. This obsession of mine.”
"I just want to know where I come from. Sheng Kyung, don't worry. Even if my parents are still alive and they have no choice but to keep me by their side after seeing me, I will not stay." of."
"Aluo is the only family I have in this world."
She paused: "From now on, there will be you."
Sheng Xuanyuan was silent for a long time, and finally agreed to her, "Okay."
His eyes were dark and he gritted his teeth: "When you go to check these things yourself, I won't be with you. Remember to be more careful and act with caution."
"Yes." Qiong Yi said seriously: "I will not act rashly. I will plan carefully in advance. Don't worry."
Sheng Xuanyuan knew that as long as it was something she was determined to do, he would not be able to persuade her no matter what. He sighed: "Qiong Yi, maybe you can look for clues in another direction."
Qiong was also puzzled.
He continued: "Yun Ya, who practiced ghost arts before, said that you attract ghosts because there is ghost energy in your soul. This is probably part of the reason, and there are other reasons."
"Do you know the rumored 'Celestial Auspicious Man'? He is born with extraordinary luck and continuous good fortune, and is called a 'spirit body'."
Qiong had also heard of this auspicious constitution, but she didn't know what it had to do with herself.
"You are the heir of a 'spirit body'. Your half-spirit body is extremely special after being contaminated with ghost energy. This is what the Su family elders told me. Because you were afraid of ghosts before, I never told you."
"In other words, is it because of the interaction between my body and ghosts that I attract sneaky people like this?"
Seeing Sheng Xuan nod his head resentfully, she asked again: "Then, my parents, one of them is this lucky person?"
"Yes." He responded: "'Spirit Body' is a rare auspicious star in the world. There will be relevant records in ancient books. More detailed ones will include the person's name, household registration and life history. Qiong Yi, you might as well look it up. It would be good to have more clues about the 'spiritual' auspicious person who appeared in the world twenty or thirty years ago."
After hearing this, Qiong Yi immediately searched for records about "spiritual bodies" in the literary hall, and there happened to be a thick classic lying on the counter on the second floor of the library. The life experiences of people with "spiritual bodies" can be briefly summarized as follows: those who are officials have a smooth official career, those who are farmers never have a harvest failure, those who are workers are strong and strong, those who do business make money every day, and those who practice Taoism have their own foundation. ...Everything in this life is smooth, safe and joyful, and peaceful and long-lived.
Qiong also sighed in a low voice: "Such luck is so enviable."
She found that there were not many people recorded so far, and they were all good people. What made her a little disappointed was that there was no one who matched her parents, or even remotely related. Question: "Sheng Kyung, aren't all the 'spiritual' people in this book right? Some of them are hiding among the people and were not discovered by the author, so they are not recorded?"
"Hmm." Sheng Xuanyuan rubbed his tired eyes, "...I didn't see any clues."
"It doesn't matter." Qiong also put the book back to its original place: "Anyway, I got a lot of information tonight, so it was worth my time to come here."
Sheng Xuanyuan casually picked out a martial arts dossier he could read: "It's getting late, let's go downstairs."
"Let's go."
It was almost midnight when the two of them walked down from the Wen Hall floor. The Assistant Wen Hall was almost empty. Even the disciples on duty were yawning and falling asleep. Qiong Yi handed him the four volumes of books in his hand, recorded the demerit number, and returned the Ye Mingzhu to its original place. After Sheng Xuanyuan finished registering the martial arts skills he wanted to take away, the two of them walked out of the literary hall together.
The night wind of summer was a bit cool, and the wind was mixed with the smell of dew, which smelled very good. The sound of the chirping wings of grass insects gradually became louder. The night sky was dark and dotted with stars. Qiong also saw Su holding a night lamp not far away. Ye was squatting under an old hackberry tree and resting with half-closed eyes. Yan Ting was leaning on the side of the tree, holding several volumes of books in his arms. The green and yellow light of the flowing fireflies flew past them. Everything was perfectly quiet.
"We're here." Su Ye saw them walking out of the literary hall, stood up, stretched, swung his arms to stretch his muscles, and walked quickly closer: "You've been looking in there for a few hours. What books did you bring out? Let me take a look. Look! Let me tell you, the few books that Brother Yan asked for are not interesting. One is about a new commentary on the world, and the other is about government affairs. Oh my, I can't read these the most! "
He kept talking, and Qiong Yi handed the book in his hand generously: "Here! Let's read it!"
"What is this?" Su Ye took a closer look and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah? A long-lost secret recipe for a unique and delicious recipe?! How could there be such a book in the Tibetan Literature Hall?!"
"Do you want to see it? If you don't want to see it, bring it!" Qiong Yi said angrily: "I asked for it for my sister A Luo."
"Okay!" Su Ye looked at the other volume she handed over: "What is this? The Complete Collection of Ancient Wilderness History? Qiong Yi, what is this?"
"That's what I like to see! Su Ye! Don't break it, return it to me! Don't you want to know which capable people killed the strange beasts in the ancient turbid period?"
Su Ye blurted out: "I don't want to."
When he saw Qiong Yi turning his head and ignoring him, he extended his hand to Sheng Xuanyuan. Sheng Xuanyuan knew him very well and had already handed it over.
"Hmm? Yeah! Eighteen styles of Ling Qiang! This martial art is a good thing! I finally saw it rolled up!" Su Ye held the scroll and patted Sheng Xuanyuan on the shoulder with great satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, wait. You understand these moves and teach me later."
Sheng Xuanyuan said: "Okay."
Qiong Yi pouted and said, "Sheng Jing, don't spoil him."
"He still spoils me? He spoils you the most!"
"whispering sound."
Yan Ting listened to their quarrel and just laughed lightly, holding a night light and walking in front.
"Su Ye, have you seen Cang Yujian?" Sheng Xuanyuan asked him.
"I see you." Su Ye held the back of his head and looked up at the sky, where the stars were twinkling.
"How, did it react?"
"No." Su Ye's answer was simple, and there was no trace of disappointment or other emotions in his tone: "It was sealed in a special cold spring, and I was too far away from it, so I didn't see any reaction. Yue's The elder said, even if Cang Yu revives the sword for me, I can't take it away. The five tribes will not admit this or allow it, and I don't want to cause trouble to my father."
He loosened his hands tied behind his head, as if loosening the knot in his heart: "That's it, we have no fate with the Divine Sword after all."
Holding the Qiufeng on his waist, Su Yeyang smiled and said, "My Qiufeng is better."
Qiong also imitated: "My string singing is also very good."
Yan Ting smiled deeply and said, "My Zhaolin is also very easy to use."
Sheng Xuanyuan was speechless. He didn't know what tricks they were playing, and he didn't want to follow the sudden strange sentence pattern. But Qiong Yi pulled his arm and swung it back and forth for a few times. He could only say: "Cheng Ying , it’s easy to use.”
Su Ye waved his hand away and scolded: "You guys have had enough! I finally said a few cool words, but one or two of them demolished me! Let's go, you guys! Let's go! Go back to your guest room to rest! You'll have to start tomorrow Everyone goes back to their homes, get some sleep early, and don’t meditate."
Speaking of going back to their respective homes, Sheng Xuanyuan said: "We are returning from Beishan to the academy, and we must pass through Luoyao all the way south. It happens that I have to send people from the clan back, so why don't you go to Baifen Mountain with me as a visitor? how?"
Hearing this, Su Ye was shocked: "You? Invite us to your home?"
Sheng Xuanyuan said in a calm tone: "That's right."
"Invite the three of us?" Su Ye pointed at himself, then at Qiong Yi, "Me, Brother Yan, and Qiong Yi?"
"right."
"Don't just want to take Qiong Yi back to make dumplings for vinegar and invite us by the way."
"right."
Su Ye: "?"
"Just kidding." When Sheng Xuanyuan said this, it didn't sound like he was joking at all. He looked serious, which made Qiong Yi find it interesting and burst into laughter.
He said: "I haven't seen the tail for a long time. I want to take Qiong Yi back to see it. However, it is true that I want to invite you to go. Su Ye and I have been friends for so long, but I have never invited you to sit in Jingxuan Pavilion." , Brother Yan too, I finally got the opportunity this time, so it would be inappropriate not to invite you to go."
"It's done!" Su Ye nodded, "I wish I could play outside for a few more days, rest in Beishan for a few days, and then go to Baifen to rest for a few days, how happy it would be!"
Sheng Xuanyuan nodded, looked at Yan Tingshen, and said with a smile: "Xuanyuan invites guests, I am happy to do so."
Qiong Yi chuckled: "I have already promised."
Sheng Xuanyuan's eyebrows relaxed slightly: "Okay."
*
About two days later, the monks of the Sheng clan, led by Sheng Xuanyuan, said goodbye to Yue Huan.
Everyone left the mountain at the command of their master. They made friends during this trip and reluctantly parted ways when they were separated. Qiong was also surrounded by female nuns. They all hugged each other and said goodbye. She patted the back of the person in front of her and coaxed: "Okay, the world is so big that we can't meet each other anywhere."
Shu Huai let go of her, raised the corners of his lips with a smile, waved and said, "Well, Miss Lu, farewell."
Qiong Yi waved her arm high, holding in her other hand the fresh Qiong flowers that Yue Changle had pruned for her early in the morning.
The male cultivator from the Yue family who was traveling with him also wanted to say goodbye to Qiong Yi in the same way, but Sheng Xuanyuan half-held his sword and killed him with his eyes. They fell silent immediately, retreating even half a step without daring to move. Qiong Yi stood beside Sheng Xuanyuan, nodded slightly to everyone in Beishan's group, and then set off southward.
Sheng Xuanyuan stood behind her, smoothing and straightening her braids that were distorted by someone's hug.
Su Ye walked at the front of the queue and sighed: "'Lu Xiyan' is too popular."
A monk spoke up and said, "Yes, Miss Lu is friendly and friendly, and she kills enemies fiercely. Those of us who came along the way all like her."
Su Ye glanced at Sheng Xuanyuan, who had a gloomy expression behind him, and quietly said to the monk, "Okay, I admire you if you dare to like the young lady of your clan."
The monk was startled and said quickly: "Don't dare! Young Master Su, please stop making fun of me. How can I have such courage!"
Then he turned his head and whispered to his companion: "Oh, I don't know why the third young son of our family is so anxious to get engaged. With Miss Xiyan's qualifications and character, if he is a year and a half late, he might not be able to get married." By other families..."
"That's right! I've thought so for a long time! The people in my family have good taste..."
Qiong Yi walked at the end of the queue, but her ears were very good and she could hear everything clearly. She held her forehead silently, and could feel Sheng Xuanyuan's eyes beside her becoming more and more intense, staring at her as if to declare the master, silently cursing in her heart: Big vinegar jar, big vinegar jar, big vinegar jar...
Sheng Xuanyuan stared at her unabashedly and said to himself: She is indeed lovable.
But it's already mine.
"The author has something to say: The setting of "spirit body" can be understood as the European emperor's physique, which comes with a small range of auspicious buffs. To solve the case in advance, it is not Qiong Yi's father, but her mother. (Because I don't want to say anything in advance. Affects the plot...)
The next few chapters will be more daily~"
