After everyone slowly retreated, Qi Xin slowly walked down from the altar. Qing Li looked at her and said in a puzzled manner: "Patriarch, why did you make me an envoy? What does this position mean?"
Qi Xin shook her head, the blue crystal beads on her pale hair bun lightly collided, making a crisp sound, her clear but somewhat deep eyes looked towards Qingli, and slowly said, "It's just to hide you. The identity of the soul crossing envoy, the holy envoy, is only to preside over the ceremonies every year, so as to communicate with the fairy world.
Qing Li suddenly remembered that Mu Chen had told her that Mo Mirage was a person in the fairy world, and felt a little uneasy, "I am not Yu Ling now, how can I communicate with the fairy world?"
Qi Xin smiled and said, "No problem, this year's sacrifice is on the seventh day of the next month. You will know by then. In these few days, you will adapt to this Yuding Mountain. After all, you have to live here for a long time. "
Qingli was silent, Qi Xin left first, Qingli still stood there, she always had a strange feeling these few days, but she couldn't tell what it was, but Shicai, that feeling reappeared, just like Someone is staring at her.
Qing Li paced down the stairs, the flowers on the ground were vivid, and occasionally the fragrance of flowers came in. The quiet streets before, now there are people, everyone is busy in their own way, and even for a while, Qing Li forgets, here It is Yuding Mountain, not the human world.
She walked a little uncomfortably, and when she reached a small stall, she stopped. The woman looked up and saw Qingli standing in front of her. She hurriedly smiled and said, "It's a holy envoy, just take a look. I am here. The little things are good."
Qingli raised her eyebrows and glanced at her. Everyone who wants to come here already knows her identity. Although she is helpless, she has to nod her head. It is strange to say that her stall seems to be some simple jewelry. But they are all faintly glowing with different colors.
Qingli picked up a step and looked at it carefully. The bird on it blinked. She was taken aback, and the woman smiled: "The patriarch told us before, and the envoy must be unfamiliar with this jade. Top the mountain, this thing in your hand has the primordial spirit of the white kingfisher in it. It is a very spiritual thing, and it can also increase some of your own cultivation."
Qingli came to understand and liked it very much, but she didn’t have any money on her body, so she was a little embarrassed, but the woman said, “The emissary doesn’t need to give money. It’s exchanged with Lingzhu, here."
She pointed her finger at the little kit that Qingli's waist did not know when she had added it, and said: "Your kit is the bell beads." Qingli looked down, wondering in her heart, but I was afraid that it would be Qi if she wanted to come. Xin didn't think too much about the one that Xin gave to her, took one away, handed it to the woman, and shook off with a step.
When I returned to the house, I found that there was an extra door plaque made of white jade on the lintel. The words "liyouju" sounded very pleasant.
Qing Li smiled and entered the room, but remembered the Ci Ning Temple that Mo Mirage had built for him. At that time, he gave him all but lacked freedom. Now he doesn’t know where that person will be. Okay.
While thinking about it, he realized that there was someone in front of him. Qing Li looked at him vigilantly, only to find that the man's dress was the ink color of the red lotus hell. His eyes couldn't help but his eyes were a little gloomy, and he said coldly, "What's the matter?"
The man took out a scroll from his sleeve, handed it to Qing Li, and respectfully said: "Thanks to the soul envoy, I have received the prisoner's order, and I am here to send you a soul book."
Qingli stretched out her hand to take it, and slowly opened it. There were many names, locations, and appearances on it. She slowly rolled up the soul book and put it into her sleeve.
The man continued: "Please ask the soul ambassador to search for those souls in the order of this soul book. Every time they find one, the font on it will turn red, and the humble job will come to collect it."
Qingli said indifferently: "What about the time limit?" The man faintly said, "It depends on the ability of the soul crossing agent. At least three souls must be collected every month. By the way, I forgot to tell you that the name of the humble job calls Yin Yi, in the future. If you need it, you can call for a humble position at any time."
Qing Li took a close look at him before saying: "You are in the hell of red lotus, and I can't go back to this picture now, so how can I summon you?"
Yin Yi bowed her head and said: "You only need to call the name of the humble job three times on this scroll, and the humble job will appear soon."
Qing Li nodded, waved to him, and said, "I see, you go." Yin Yi bowed respectfully, then slowly turned into nothingness and never saw him again.
Qingli sat down, holding the soul book in his hand, but felt extremely heavy.
Early the next morning, Qing Li went to find Qi Xin. She was pouring water for the flower garden in Hou Lin. She looked leisurely. Qing Li walked forward slowly. She must have taken care of these flowers for a long time, and every one of them is beautiful and beautiful. There are blue crystals on the petals, which are really beautiful.
Qi Xin looked back and saw Qing Li, and said, "What's wrong?" Qing Li hesitated for a moment before saying, "The prisoner sent someone to look for me yesterday."
Qi Xin just faintly replied: "So what?" The movement of her hand did not stop, the sun shining on the drops of water that she constantly sprinkled on the flowers, exuding a colorful light, like a rainbow in a trail.
Qingli lowered his eyes and said: "I want to go down the mountain, please tell me the method." Qi Xin didn't say a word, until he finished all the water in his hand, he said slowly: "Go and go, remember to come back on the seventh day of the next month. Preside over the sacrificial ceremony."
Qingli let out a "um", Qi Xin looked back, with a slight pity in her eyes, waved her hand to signal Qingli to get closer, Qingli's ears came, Qi Xin said to her a long list of heart tactics, "Remember Is it? If you want to come back in the future, just chant this heart secretly in your heart."
Qingli read it silently several times and then remembered it. Qi Xin pointed at Li Youju, "I put some money on the table in your house, and you take it with you."
Qing was grateful, and said: "Thank you." After returning to the room, he cleaned up for a while, and then began to meditate on the heart secretly in his heart, slowly closing his eyes, there was wind around him, and Qingli could feel her hair in her hair. Flying, the wind is getting stronger, and his body is about to be a little unstable.
Fortunately, she finally stopped, until she heard the hustle and bustle of people around her, she slowly opened her eyes, and this long-lost world finally appeared in front of her again, in the bustling streets, with cries and counter-offers endlessly.
Qingli took a step and looked around. This is a small town she has never seen in the future, but from the perspective of clothing architecture, it is not much different from Nanfeng City.
Qing Li took out the scarf from his arms and tied it gently on his face.
I passed by a tea stall with a storyteller, but stopped, only to hear the storyteller say loudly: "
Didn’t the new emperor come here to choose his concubine in Xucheng three years ago
How many official ladies are rushing to go, only the fourth lady of Hou’s family refused to leave, but the new emperor chose her and forced her to enter the palace. It’s a pity that the red face was fateful, and she was given her life by the cruel monarch. Cruelty to death, now I only heard that people continue to die in the palace, all because of her, tusk. "