Waiting for the recovery of the internal breath Yan Hui is very boring every day.
As for why it's boring during the day...
Because every night Yanhui would have very strange nightmares, she could see the huge moon and the snow on the mountains, the formation of the heaven and the earth tightly interlocking. There was also a vague but familiar figure that made her feel a little strangely familiar.
It was this dream every night. Sometimes when she felt that she could see the face of the person in the dream, when she woke up, the things in the dream were like being blown by the wind, and the whirring disappeared. Only some vague outlines are left, which makes people confused.
Could it be that there is really something unclean in this village, and it came to her again and gave her a dream
But if that's the case, why is she herself the one who was killed while lying on the ground in her dream...
I don't understand.
Since reaching this mountain village, Yanhui found that he had too many things he couldn't understand.
Now every day she tries hard to investigate the lame man, but every time she wants to leave Ah Fu's side, she is always stopped by him calmly.
After Yan Hui knew that this person was not a snake demon but had another identity, he was inevitably a little more jealous of him, and did not dare to reveal what he had discovered. She will also count it to see what this person wants her to do.
"gone."
Looking at Ah Fu who was standing outside the yard carrying a hoe, Yan Hui yawned, carried the steamed buns and water and walked towards him.
However, after so many days, Ah Fu really went to work in the fields every day like a peasant boy who had married a wife. The only difference from others was that he would bring her with him.
"Mom, I'm leaving." Ah Fu turned around and said hello to Mrs. Xiao who was sitting in the yard. Mrs. Xiao nodded weakly.
Yanhui also turned her head to look at the old lady Xiao. In Yanhui's eyes, she saw that the breath from the old lady's mouth slowly appeared gray. Yanhui is familiar with such a color. Every time something unclean floats, Yanhui will see this color around them.
The aura around Mrs. Xiao's body is still very light, but it won't be long before the color on her body will gradually become darker, and eventually it will turn into black like a shadow like those Ah Piao. By then, her life would be over.
Yan turned her head and stared at Ah Fu's back. After spending the past few days with her, she knew that Ah Fu really cared about Mrs. Xiao, but Yan Hui couldn't guess how his temper was tempered and became so silent and forbearing. , but I can also know that it is not a happy thing anyway, and now, Ah Fu, who has experienced misfortune, will face the pain of loss again in his life...
Although he is a mysterious guy, he may still have plans for her, but his life is not easy. Yan Hui thought as he walked, thought about it, and sighed.
Alfred turned to look at her. Yanhui raised his head to meet his eyes, and then said solemnly: "Today, you can eat three of the five steamed buns, and I will eat two."
Afu: "..."
He avoided looking at Yanhui, and seemed a little disgusted, "You can eat as much as you like."
Yanhui opened his mouth and was about to tell Ah Fu how heavy a decision it was for her to give up a steamed bun, but just as the path turned, Yanhui caught a glimpse of a woman standing by the field in the distance.
She was stunned for a moment, then stopped, and let out an uncontrollable "ah".
A Fu's eyes narrowed, and he quickly followed Yan Hui's gaze.
I saw that Fang was a woman wearing silk and white clothes that did not match the country atmosphere at all. She was standing in the middle of the road. There were villagers who were driving cattle on the road, and she refused to let them. Pestle was in the middle of the road, staring blankly into the distance.
"How did she..."
Yanhui stared at her and was about to go that way, but Ah Fu stretched out his hand to stop her, but he didn't stop her.
Ah Fu frowned and followed.
Yanhui trotted all the way to the woman, stared at her, and looked at her for a while: "Spirit of Qiyun?"
The woman didn't answer, and the old man next to him shouted, "Oh, what is not a real person, let her let her go, let me go over there."
Yan Hui returned to his senses and took the woman two steps to the side. After the old man drove the cow away, Yan Hui looked at her again.
But seeing that she was supposed to be immaculately dressed in immortal white clothes, it was inevitable that she had been stained with dust in this village, giving her a bit of a downhearted aura. , just staring at the white clouds in the distance with dementia, not knowing what he was looking at.
Yan Hui frowned.
This Immortal Qiyun is not an ordinary cultivator. She is the sect master of Qiyun Temple in Yuntai Mountain. In the eyes of cultivators, she is a Mahayana saint on the same level as her predecessor Ling Xiao.
Three months ago, after the immortal Qiyun participated in the Xianmen Conference from Chenxingshan, he disappeared soon. The entire Qiyun Temple and the people from Chenxingshan were all over the world looking for people, but they always found no real person. At that time, there were still people who speculated that Qiyun Yun Zhenren may have been harmed by monsters.
The entire monastic world has been nervous about this until now. Who would have thought that Qiyun Zhenren would appear in this small mountain village...
"Really?" Yan called her back, but she didn't turn her eyes away for a moment, "Really still remember me, I'm Chen Xingshan Yanhui..."
"Fool."
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment: "Hey..."
The black pupil of Qiyun Master moved, his eyes fell on Yanhui, Yanhui coughed twice: "That... Master, I am Yanhui, a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect of Chenxing Mountain, although it is not now, but I... "
"Shameless."
Yan Hui twitched the corner of his mouth: "So, I am no longer Chen Xingshan..."
"Impossible."
Yan Hui's blue veins jumped on his forehead. When Ah Fu saw this, he stepped in front of her to block her, Yan Hui grabbed Ah Fu's body and said, "Don't stop me! I want her to know what it means to be polite! "
Before he finished speaking, a man's call suddenly came from the other side of the road: "Ayun!"
Yan looked up and saw that on the other side of the road, a man limped over in a hurry.
Yan Hui raised her eyebrows, very good, it was the lame man she met on the mountain that day.
The lame call finally called Qiyun Zhenren to move. She turned her head and faced the man who came running. After a while, without speaking, he helped Qiyun Zhenren: "Ayun, why did you come here?"
"You took off the towel." Qiyun Zhenren's voice did not fluctuate, which made people feel a little dull, "I wanted to give it to you, but I got lost and the towel fell off." She lowered her head, "I'm sorry."
The man seemed to be slightly moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, comforting softly: "It's okay, I'll take you home."
After speaking, without looking back at Yan, he led Master Qiyun to the other side of the road.
Yan Hui didn't stop her, she just hugged her hand and tapped lightly with her left finger on her right arm, her eyes brooding.
Confused to describe the idiotic Master Qiyun and... Snake demon...
If their relationship is really what she sees on the surface, then Yanhui suddenly understands why the snake demon is going to steal the family's secret treasure, why it splits its tail into two and doesn't hand over the secret treasure.
After all, it's all because of love.
But the question is, how did Master Qiyun become like this? Although he has not met Qiyun Zhenren many times, Yan Hui knows that he is a person with a noble temperament.
Besides, the one who made Master Qiyun become stupid, could it be the hundred-year-old snake demon that even she can't beat
She can't believe it kills her.
Yan Hui felt that what happened in this small mountain village became more and more confusing.
But now Yanhui has a more important question to ask Ah Fu: "Why did you stop me from cleaning up just now?"
Ah Fu glanced at Yan back: "I think she is quite right."
"… "
Although this kid is usually taciturn, but when it's time to be venomous, he doesn't lose his temper at all. Yanhui squinted at Ah Fu for a while, then narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at him carefully: "Little Goblin, do you know who that person was just now?"
"Qi Yun Guan Qi Yun, the real person."
"Oh, you know that."
"People who cultivate immortality and attain Mahayana have heard it." Ah Fu said as he carried his hoe and walked into the ground, "Don't grind, if you don't go to work, the time will be delayed."
"Oh." Yan Hui followed him step by step, then turned his head to look at him, "Then do you know how Master Qiyun came to your village, and how did she become like this?"
Alfred took a step. Yan Hui followed him and stopped. The two were face to face, eye to eye.
Ah Fu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "You suspect it's me?"
Yanhui raised his eyebrows and smiled nonthreateningly. If it is said that the monster's lack of mana in Ah Fu's body is not caused by her spirit fire technique, then there must be other reasons for his disappearance of mana.
"I didn't say anything."
"It's not me." A'Fu stubbornly left a sentence without explaining anything else, turned around and left.
Yanhui pouted, took out the steamed bun from the bag and started to eat: "Just ask, it's really hot."
After dinner, Yan Hui climbed up on the roof to look at the stars because of the stuffiness in the house. However, the moon is full today, and the moon is so bright that the stars in the sky are dim. Looking at the bright moon on the horizon, she suddenly remembered the surprisingly large moon in her dream. For a time, like an illusion, Yan Hui felt as if something was holding his heart down, and it was so sullen that people couldn't breathe.
She sat up, rubbed her chest, and was about to go back to the room to sleep, but saw Ah Fu in the room below come out.
Yes, he just fell into it, just like being caught in an evil...
What's wrong with this goblin...
Yanhui stared at him, but saw Ah Fu staggered into the firewood house, came out with a bundle of firewood, and then staggered out of the small courtyard. Although the whole process seemed difficult, he acted very quietly, as if The light car is familiar.
Yan Hui was curious, jumped off the roof, and followed Ah Fu.
The moon was shining brightly, and he walked towards the lake according to Ah Fu's lonely figure. He didn't put down the firewood until he came to a slightly open place with no vegetation.
At the moment when the firelight lit up, Yan Hui saw A Fu's sweating profusely and his extremely pale face.
What is he doing... how is it like doing a cult ritual...
Yan Hui was just curious, but Ah Fu, who was over there, didn't know if it was heart palpitations or what, when suddenly he leaned forward, and the thin firewood just lit hit the ground and put out the fire.
As if he didn't have the strength to get up again, he curled up on the ground, his teeth clenched, as if he was enduring great inhuman pain.
What kind of pain can make a person who usually doesn't respond to pain feel uncomfortable like this...
Yan Hui couldn't stand it any longer.
She stepped forward: "Hello." She squatted down, looked at Ah Fu's face, and took the firewood in his hand. She wanted to light the firewood for him, but she never thought that she had just touched the back of his hand. , Ah Fu suddenly grabbed his hand.
"Varied… "
Then Yanhui only felt a pain in her back, she was thrown to the ground, and her lips became hot. This monster in the skin of a beautiful boy bit her mouth...