It's just that the paper man flew for a while, suddenly seemed to have been weathered, and a little bit of it turned into aura and dissipated.
In the mist, only the fluttering yellow light and shadow remained, flying farther and farther as it dissipated.
After returning to the cemetery, I was "captive" by Xuan Cang like a god.
Almost every day, apart from lying in bed, walking around in the house, or taking supplements in the kitchen or in the room, I have nothing else to do.
As for the mobile phone that modern people can't leave at any time, I don't know where Xuan Cang would take it away.
I asked him, and he said that I am in poor health and cannot play with my mobile phone all day.
I wanted to go to the front magazine to help, but he stopped me again and said that my body is still recovering and I can't work too hard.
Even if I took the washed clothes and wanted to go to the yard to help with the drying, I would be snatched away by Xuan Cang's two paper servant maids.
In a short period of half a month, I lived like a waste.
On this day, I was sitting in the yard alone again, thinking about whether to wait for my health to get better, and when I took Jianer back to the mountain to take a look at the signs, there was a sudden strong wind in the yard.
The wind was a little bit evil, and my heart trembled faintly. Busily walked from the yard to the front hall, wanting to wait for Xuan Cang who had gone out to return earlier.
When I came back half a month ago, Xuan Cang informed me of the reason for the sudden change in attitude.
Speaking of the reason, it is actually because of me.
That day, I was severely injured by Lucy Yao, who was under the control of Kan'er, and died frequently, just as Shi and Jinqing arrived with Guqin.
Seeing that something had happened, they took us back to the mountains.
Although Violet used his spiritual power to help me heal, I didn't see any improvement even after lying in bed for three or four days. Xuan Cang was very anxious at that time, and wanted to use his own ability to cultivate my soul to sense the aura of my soul.
But after several attempts, he couldn't sense where my soul was.
As shown, he told Xuan Cang the truth, saying that Jian'er had special spiritual power and was even more destructive to ghosts and spiritual bodies.
The person he was about to kill was Xuan Cang, and if Xuan Cang was seriously injured, he would fly into ashes and annihilate. And I am just a mortal, the bed of the body can be repaired, but the trauma of the spiritual body may not be able to heal automatically.
My soul body may be traumatized, and the damage of the spiritual body will turn into nothingness.
At that time, Xuan Cang felt uncomfortable when he heard it, so he begged to rescue me no matter what.
But as he hesitated again and again, I didn't know if I really didn't think of a way, or if there were other concerns and I haven't done anything.
The anxious Xuan Cang, seeing this, he moved his hand at Violence, trying to use Violence to persecute Ruoshi to save me.
It's just that he lost his footing when he did it, and for a while, he missed his hand and injured Violet seriously.
After Violence was injured, it was natural to look down upon him like this. Although he saved me later, he regarded Xuan Cang as an enemy!
After hearing Xuan Cang's retelling, I was happy for Violence on the one hand, but on the other hand I squeezed sweat for me and Xuan Cang.
Thinking back to that day when I woke up, Rushi still took care of me.
Even when going down the mountain, he helped us hug the children down the mountain...
After knowing the whole story, I suddenly felt that this attitude towards us at that time was considered good!
I asked myself, if someone hurts me, I don't have the mind and still take care of the other person so much.
And Xuan Cang went out these few days to find the elixir to cure Violence.
I don't know what kind of fairy medicine he is looking for. Judging from the fact that Xuan Cang has always returned to nothing in the past few days, I am afraid that the medicine is very difficult to find!
"Haha! Yao Yu! Xuan Cang! Come out quickly and see who I'm bringing!" A heroic laughter came from my ears, which shocked me back from my contemplation.
Listening to the familiar voice, I immediately walked out of the hall.
From a distance, I saw two figures in gray robes, walking towards the graveyard.
As the figures of the two people approached, the wind around them even whispered. On the quiet cemetery, a mess of wind was blown immediately.
"Haha! Yao Yu, call your prince out soon!" The figure was still far away, but the voice was in my ears.
I was stunned for a moment, looking at the figure in the distance, and it didn't take long for me to rush to my eyes.
Looking at the long-lost face, I exclaimed: "Ling Qing! It's you!"
Looking behind Xiang Lingqing, standing a thin, yellow, old man with a long white beard.
The old man's figure was a little crooked, his whole body was as thin as a skeleton, but his eyes were very energetic.
I looked at the old man behind Ling Qing and asked, "This is?"
"This is my master Tianji Daoist!" Ling Qing introduced.
"Your master?" I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there was indeed a flying pigeon in Lingqing who had passed a book to Luciyao before, saying that he would ask his master to come out to help.
At that time, because of the eagerness to find the magic weapon, after learning about the'Tianyou Village' in his letter, we went to find it by ourselves!
"Oh! Master! Please come in!" I reacted, and hurriedly led Ling Qing and Taoist Master Tianji to go inside.
After leading Lingqing and Tianjidao into the house, sister Jixiang, who had just come out of the house, immediately made a pot of tea and walked out.
After Sister Jixiang poured tea for me, Lingqing and Taoist Master Tianji, she went in again to take care of her own affairs.
Looking at her figure, I thought of Sister Zhou again inexplicably.
And thinking of Sister Zhou, I turned my head and looked at Ling Qing who was sitting at the table, holding out his teacup and drinking tea.
It was already very cold, but he still only wore that thin Taoist robe. The look on his face is much better than when he left, but there is more coldness between his eyebrows, not as slutty and casual as before.
During the time he went back, he must have experienced some twists and turns in his heart!
"Lingqing! Taste this new tea. I don't know much about tea. You can help me appreciate it." I smiled and picked up a cup of tea and sipped it gently.
"Heh! The monks don't ask for appetite, and the poor way can't help you!" Ling Qing reached out and picked up the tea in front of him, smelled it at the tip of his nose, and then put the teacup back on the wooden table.
"..." The hand holding the tea paused. Looking at Ling Qing, I suddenly felt like I didn't know him well.
He used to love to have a cup of tea with Xuan Cang, sitting in a chair and chatting with something I didn't understand.
But now, he said to the tea,'The monks don't ask for appetite.' I haven't forgotten that when Xuan Cang and I met him for the first time, it was precisely because of his "no desire for appetite"!
I was a little bit sour in my heart, I didn't sort out Lingqing's words anymore. Instead, he picked up another cup of tea and handed it to his elderly master. "Master! Try this new tea, don't dislike it!"
"Okay!" The Taoist Master Tianji smiled and nodded, but he didn't see him reach out to pick it up.
I was astonished when I saw the teacup in my hand floating from my hand.
I have seen many magical spells before, but after a brief surprise, I am no longer surprised.
Ling Qing sat and waited for a while, still not seeing Xuan Cang's figure. I couldn't help wondering: "Eh? Yao Yu! Why... Didn't you see Xuan Cang?"