After a long while, the numbness that spread over half of his body gradually dissipated like an ebbing tide. Only then did Qing Ya regain his strength and sit up softly.
"No, Sister Qing'er, Miss Qingluo pulled me into my dream to help me unlock the secret of Qiongqi's core, you see."
Qingya took out the remaining half of the metal sphere from the star field. The thick, dark red blood inside seemed to be alive at the moment, rising and falling regularly, as if breathing. After placing the blood firmly on the table, Qingya took out a handful of metal pieces as thin as paper, which were the outer machine locks of the nine-headed beast.
"Did you really solve it after having a dream?"
Hua Qing'er played with the small and exquisite metal totems. Who would have thought that these lifelike handicrafts were actually stacked machine locks.
"That's right, Miss Qingluo is really well-informed. She recognized the origin of this machine lock at just one glance and solved it in a matter of seconds."
Qing Ya was describing vividly how the two of them solved the complex traps in the dream, but Hua Qing'er seemed a little absent-minded.
"Oh, that's how it is."
Who is this Qingluo girl? She can actually directly control other people's dreams. She is so beautiful and her cultivation is so high. It is no wonder that Qingya will never forget her.
"There are only a handful of people who can master such a unique mechanism technique in the world. As long as we find the person who made this core, we can completely solve the problem of the attack of this vicious beast."
Hua Qing'er flipped the metal piece in her hand carelessly, not listening to a word Qing Ya said. Suddenly, there was a sharp tingling sensation at her fingertips, which instantly woke her up from her thoughts.
"Hiss~"
The sudden sharp pain made Hua Qing'er take a breath, but it was the sharp corner of the metal-carved mechanism lock that pricked her finger. The pain from her fingers to her heart made her immediately let go of her right hand, and the metal mechanism fell on the table again. The black and white intertwined light was stained with bright red blood beads.
It stands to reason that even if he is only a monk in the foundation building stage, an ordinary blade cannot hurt him at all. He doesn't know what kind of material the metal is made of, but he can hurt Hua Qing'er so easily.
"Qinger"
In desperation, Qingya even omitted the word "sister" after her name. He took her right hand and put the fingers on her hand into his mouth.
Originally, if Qiu Chiyu was still awake, it would be enough to apply her ambergris saliva on it, but now Qingya was so anxious that he didn't care about the etiquette.
Feeling the warmth from her fingertips and the slight itch when he licked the wound, Hua Qing'er's face, which had not faded from the red glow, became increasingly brighter at this moment.
"You can't go to her when you sleep in the future, do you understand?"
His right hand was held in his palm, and Hua Qing'er muttered in a low voice, so vague that even she herself was afraid she didn't hear it clearly.
"Huh? Sister Qing'er, what did you just say?"
Holding her finger in his mouth, Qingya's words were also vague. The two of you talked to each other, but they were like two children learning to talk.
"I said, when you go to bed from now on, just sleep peacefully and don't go to play with her."
Hua Qing'er lowered her head and muttered, her cheeks bulging, like a little girl whose favorite toy was taken away, with a little grievance and stubbornness.
"Where are you thinking? With my current meager skills, I can't find someone in my dreams. I can only see her when she takes the initiative to find me. Besides, if I really master The first person to find the secret to traveling through dreams must be you, Sister Qing'er."
After cleaning her wound, Qingya took the muscle-building water that Liu Bailu had left for him and dropped a few drops on the small wound on her fingertips. After a few breaths, Hua Qing'er's fingers had returned to their original state. .
"Hey, you're not afraid that those institutions are contaminated with poison. What if you lick my wounds without saying a word and you're also poisoned?"
Hua Qing'er twisted her hands together, as if out of nervousness, she kept grabbing the hem of her skirt. Qiu Chiyu and Yun Xiu were both drunk at the moment. There seemed to be four people here, but in fact there were only two. Saying some shy words, it felt like taking the risk of being discovered. Hua Qing'er felt a sneaky feeling. Feeling of panic.
"So what, if you are poisoned, I will be poisoned with you."
Qing Ya's nonchalant answer made Hua Qing'er's breathing quicken. If such words were heard by the two sleeping people, they would probably find a crack in the ground and crawl in. However, she was looking forward to the tension of being on the verge of being discovered, which made Hua Qing'er wonder if she had the same strange hobby as Qing Ya.
A gauze-like white cloud floated from nowhere in the clean night sky. The bright moon on the treetops seemed to no longer want to look at the two people leaning on the ground, and hurriedly hid behind the clouds.
At this time, they didn't know that Qiu Chiyu had already completely understood what they had just seen and said. Originally she just took a nap, but when she woke up and was about to open her eyes, she heard the two people next to her whispering shamelessly, so she could only continue to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.
It's so disgusting. These two people are like children. Also, why don't they go back? I almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
On this day, Qiu Chiyu understood a truth. Even for a person with a high level of cultivation, it is not easy to restrain his desire to laugh.
It wasn't until the two of them cleared away the dishes on the table, took two blankets to cover the two sleeping people and left that Qiu Chiyu opened his eyes again, stretched and sat up.
"Oh, these two people are really capable of tossing. I have pity on my old waist. I have to lie down and pretend to sleep even though I'm old. Oh my, my whole body is almost triple-A."
Qiu Chiyu twisted his body left and right, and happened to see Yun Xiu who opened his eyes and sat up.
"Hee, it turns out you've woken up a long time ago. It's quite tiring to lie down."
Yunxiu was embarrassed to twist her body as much as she did, so she just rubbed her sore shoulders and waist with her hands.
"Yes, I have been waiting for them for a long time. But speaking of it, the relationship between the two is really good. Qing'er also lied to me at the beginning and said that they were just ordinary senior siblings."
"Is this what people call love?" Qiu Chiyu asked thoughtfully.
"Their current relationship is like an unripe fruit, with a little greenness and sweetness. For them who have never tasted this kind of taste, it is a brand new life. But life will not be as mature as a fruit. Good luck. In the future, they will experience wind, snow, thunder and lightning, and experience all kinds of joys and sorrows. By then, I don’t know if they can still remember the bits and pieces of rain and dew today. There are many different things in life, and I can’t answer what love is. .”
Are your emotions sweet? Indeed, the time spent with Qin Xiangge was the most comfortable time in Yunxiu's life. But are my feelings bitter? After forty years of hard waiting, there will be another twenty years of waiting in the future. She does not hope that one day Hua Qing'er will have to experience the same sadness.
How can you explain emotional matters clearly? She could only pray that the two people who gave her hope would last forever and not be burdened by time.
Yunxiu could not explain clearly what she had experienced, and Qiu Chiyu, who was born with a disability, could not understand it even more. She simply felt that she would feel very happy when watching them get along.
Maybe this is the punishment given to us by the Dragon God. We will never be able to return to the sea, and we will never be able to become real humans.
On this Mid-Autumn Festival night, although there were twists and turns, there was finally no danger. No matter what, the sun would still rise the next day.
On this day, the sky was bright and at the end of the morning, Qiu Chiyu slowly knocked on the door of Qingya's small courtyard. After finishing their morning exercises, the two stopped their swords to wash their hands, brought some simple breakfast, and once again contemplated this. The origin of each core.
"Senior Qiu, do you ever know where the Mohist family, one of the hundreds of scholars from more than a thousand years ago, lives now?"
Qing Luo once asserted that even if such a sophisticated mechanism was not from the hands of the Mohists, they would still be able to see some clues from it.
"Mo is Mo. Due to the unique status of organ skills, the emperors of all dynasties have adopted a tolerant policy towards the Mohists. However, since the death of Mozi, their idea of universal love rather than aggression, and the idea of respecting the virtuous and advocating for unity, has Gradually declined, because since Han Wu only respected Confucianism, the world no longer needs the idea of letting a hundred flowers bloom like a hundred schools of thought.
The Mo family was very smart. From then on, they devoted themselves to studying machine arts to serve the emperors of the past dynasties. Although they were far from the level of the founder Mozi, they were still enough to look down upon the contemporary generation. Gradually, the Moh family was changed to the Mo family. They are now just an aristocratic family that has received favor from the emperor, and are no longer the Mohist family back then. "
There are many families like this that have avoided the wars and disputes of the past dynasties, such as the Tang clan in Sichuan, which is proficient in the art of assassination and poison, and the Liu family at the foot of the Taihang Mountains, whose weapons forged have always been competed for by people all over the world. For a family like this, no matter how the external dynasties change, their long-lasting incense will not be cut off.
Because the emperors need their skills to maintain their rule, as long as they do not rebel, the emperor has always been kind to them.
The Mo family, who is proficient in the art of mechanism, is located in the endless mountains and ridges of Changbai Mountain. They stay in seclusion on weekdays and concentrate on studying the art of mechanism. They always think about restoring the grandeur of the past when Mozi was around.
In other words, if they want to solve the mystery of the attack of this vicious beast, they have to go to the white mountains and black waters. Moreover, Qingya always vaguely felt that there seemed to be some connection between the attack of the vicious beast and the kidnapping of Li Jinyan.
