After Xue Wei finished speaking, he wanted to run again, Feng Ci hurriedly said, "Come back!"
They didn't do anything with Pei Qianyue, they just chatted casually, Xue Wei's overreaction made it seem like they really did something.
The boy didn't dare to move for a moment.
Standing at the door of the room, with his head turned to one side, he glanced into the room from time to time.
As if wanting to but not daring.
Feng Ci was too lazy to reason, and pushed Pei Qianyue: "Go away."
Pei Qianyue stood in his way, unable to get off the couch.
But Pei Qianyue didn't move, and said calmly: "...you're pressing my hair."
Feng Ci let out an "oh", and moved his body to the side, but this movement felt his hair being pulled slightly.
Lowering their heads, the black hair of the two of them was entangled on the couch, and they didn't know when they got entangled together.
... The cause was that she accidentally grabbed her own when she was playing with Pei Qianyue's hair just now.
"Wait, don't move yet." Feng Ci stretched out his hand to explain.
Pei Qianyue's hair was soft and smooth, a little cool, Feng Ci gently ran through it with his fingers, and untied the tangled ends bit by bit.
If you were an ordinary person, your hair would be wrapped and cut, but even the hair on a monk's body contained spiritual power, especially for a monster like Pei Qianyue who had cultivated for three thousand years, the hair was even more precious.
Feng Ci's movements were meticulous and slow, and Pei Qianyue didn't urge her, just sat quietly by the couch and waited.
The only person who was more tormented was Xue Wei who was waiting at the door.
And the master of the Xue family who is still waiting in the courtyard and wants to come back after Xue Weide's consent.
When Xue Wei's soul came to this world, he was flustered and helpless, which made the master of the Xue family think he was bewitched by evil spirits. Later, it was Pei Qianyue who promised Xue Wei to help find a way to return to the original world, but after that, he had to play Xue Wei and continue to live in this world to appease him.
People don't know what's going on, but when Master Xue came, Pei Qianyue was the savior who brought Xue Wei back to his original state.
As soon as the master of the Xue family came back to the mansion, he learned that the savior was coming, and he didn't even have time to drink tea, so he hurriedly dragged Xue Wei over to meet the immortal.
But now... what's the situation
Master Xue stood in the yard, waved to Xue Wei from a distance, and asked in a low voice, "Little bastard, what are you doing?"
"You eat dog food, dad." Xue Wei sighed, "Do you want to go together?"
"Nonsense!" Master Xue was so angry that he walked up quickly and slapped Xue Wei on the back of the head, "Where did our dog come from?"
As soon as he walked over, he also saw the two people in the room who seemed to be alone.
Master Xue's expression froze, his head suddenly turned to the side, and his face flushed instantly.
In the dead silence, Xue Wei resentfully said, "Now there are two."
***
After Feng Ci untied their entangled hair, Master Xue and Young Master Xue finally finished eating dog food and were able to leave.
Master Xue really deserved to be a lover, and he forgot the embarrassment just now.
Joyful walked up to the two of them politely.
Pei Qianyue is cold-tempered and doesn't talk much in front of people. Fortunately, Mr. Xue has been in business for many years, and he is quite talkative, and Feng Ci strikes up conversations from time to time, which makes the situation less deadlocked.
"I don't know why the immortal came to Gusu this time?" Master Xue asked.
Feng Cidai replied: "Master and I just happened to pass by here, we have nothing to do, just stroll around."
"So that's how it is." Master Xue nodded, and said, "Those two are just a coincidence. These two days happen to be going to the market in the city. Are you interested in going?"
When I went to the city in the morning, I did meet many people who came to the market.
But Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue are not ordinary people, and they can't use ordinary folk things, so they didn't plan to join in the fun.
Master Xue seemed to be thinking about something, and shook his head: "The market in Gusu is not an ordinary market."
In today's Central Plains, cultivation is prevalent, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, there are countless sects of cultivation. As there are more sects of cultivation, there will naturally be more practitioners.
Therefore, in these cities in the south of the Yangtze River, cultivators appear from time to time, selling ritual utensils in the market.
Nowadays, there are even more people who sell and buy magical artifacts in the market than those who trade folk items. Even ordinary people like Master Xue who have no cultivation base go to the market to shop for magic weapons that can be activated with spirit stones.
There was a lot of demand, so the government simply opened a formal market for cultivators, which was separated from the ordinary folk market, so as to facilitate people's transactions.
The local people also gave this kind of market an elegant name, Wanhai Market.
"I heard that many sects of self-cultivation have dismissed their disciples recently, and the disbanded sects will definitely come to Wanhai Bazaar to sell magical artifacts and secret books, and maybe they can buy many good things at a low price." Master Xue said, "You two really don't know plan to go?"
Hearing this, Feng Ci became a little interested.
I have seen similar bazaars before, but most of them are black markets, reselling things that are not on the table, 8 out of 10 are fakes, and there are rare items, but very few.
This kind of formal market opened by the people has never been visited.
What's more, for a cultivator, no matter what level of cultivation he has reached, he will never be able to resist the magic weapon.
Just like Pei Qianyue Fengci's red rope, if it wasn't for that thing, it would be difficult for the two of us to escape from Master Huikong's secret realm intact.
Feng Ci thought about it, and subconsciously touched the root of his finger.
When the base of his finger was hot, Pei Qianyue turned his head and asked, "Do you want to go?"
Feng Ci hastily let go: "..."
This person has a bad habit of fumbling with his hands when he is thinking about things or when he is idle and bored. Just like playing with Pei Qianyue's hair just now, the hair of the two of them got tangled together, or like now, I really don't want to be called Pei Qianyue.
But the latter seemed to have misunderstood, nodded: "I'll take you there, don't need to be coquettish."
Feng Ci: "..."
... and really not acting like a baby.
Xue Wei, who was forced to be accompanied and forced to eat dog food, turned her head silently, and even raised her hand to cover the side of her face.
Master Xue asked displeasedly: "What's the matter with you?"
Xue Wei: "Toothache."
"Yes, let you eat candy every day." Master Xue reprimanded, and when he turned his head to face Pei Qianyue and Feng Ci, his tone became kind, "There are still important things to do in the next few days. If you can't leave, I can make my family happy." This incompetent boy accompanied the two Immortal Venerables, and I hope you will not blame him."
"..."
Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but Xue Wei said: "Father, why am I getting in the way—"
"If you tell me to go, go!" Master Xue scolded, "No one of your age like you just lies at home all day, what's wrong with going out for a walk?"
"..." Xue Wei had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll go."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Feng Ci again, clasped his hands together and made a very apologetic expression.
Feng Ci: "..."
I always feel like I made a mistake.
***
Master Xue chatted with us briefly, and then left with Xue Wei.
The Wanhai market will not officially start until dusk two days later, Pei Qianyue and Feng Ci decided to stay in the city for a few days, so as to experience the style of Jiangnan.
But before that, Pei Qianyue still needs to send a letter to the cultivation world about what he just discussed with Feng Ci.
Send the news of Hanshan Temple and the plan to make the list of sects public to the public, and use the flying kite to convey it to the Qingjing sect, and instruct Wen Huaiyu to do it.
But Feng Ci still has some concerns about this: "Is it really trustworthy?"
The predecessors also suspected that there might be a spy of the murderer among the six gates.
"It's just an announcement. Even if it's a spy, it doesn't hurt to tell the murderer the news." Pei Qianyue explained it this way.
But Feng Ci could figure out that he didn't want to worry about it himself, so he made up a reason.
The shopkeeper was very magnanimous in shaking hands.
Wen Huaiyu's mind was exquisite and clear, and he quickly understood their intentions, and sent back a letter expressing that he would start making arrangements.
On the morning of the opening of the Wanhai Market, the list of immortal gates spread throughout the cultivation world.
But Feng Ci didn't care about this. When the first news spread, he was staying in the house and taking a nap.
It was already dark when he woke up.
The golden sunlight at dusk shone through the window into the house, Feng Ci turned over, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the man sitting on the bed.
He didn't move, didn't speak, just sat there quietly.
It was the same in Linxiantai last time.
Noticing Feng Ci woke up, Pei Qianyue asked, "Did Master sleep well?"
Feng Ci said "um", and asked Han: "You haven't sat here all afternoon, aren't you tired, afraid that I might run away?"
The voice still had the laziness and hoarseness of just waking up, and it sounded very soft.
Pei Qianyue bent down to help him up, and his voice was also very soft: "Well, I'm afraid the master will run away."
"What's the use of guarding." Feng Ci yawned, not paying attention, "If I want to run, you can't catch me."
Pei Qianyue's hand holding Feng Ci's arm suddenly tightened.
Feng Ci raised his eyelids and saw Pei Qianyue's tense expression.
There was a moment of silence in the house.
After a while, Pei Qianyue let go of his hand, and calmly changed the topic: "Xue Wei has sent clothes over, the master will pick them out."
They are still wearing the uniforms of the cultivating sect, You Fengci's Langfeng City disciple uniform, and there is also the unique coat of arms of Langfeng City on it, which is very conspicuous when walking on the road. It's okay to be conspicuous, but the characteristics of the people around him are also very obvious.
—There is no cultivator in the world who doesn't know that City Lord Langfeng is used to wearing black clothes, with black silk covering his eyes.
It's okay for a few days, but there must be many cultivation disciples in the Wanhai Market, and it would be inconvenient for them to be recognized. So Pei Qianyue specially ordered Xue Wei to prepare a few sets of folk costumes.
Feng Ci picked a white coat from there.
The Xue family made fabrics, and the clothes they sent were naturally top-notch. A simple and elegant white dress was rolled with gold trim, and the neckline was painted with dark patterns, flowing in the sun.
Feng Ci looked in the mirror for a while, but was really dissatisfied.
In three thousand years, the most common thing to wear is white clothes. That's because the masters of the year used white clothes as their disciples' uniforms, and they wore them with a dignified temperament. But now with this physical body, it looks dignified and cute, like a young master from a wealthy family who sneaks out to have fun.
... I really don't want to admit that this is me.
Feng Ci continued to pick through the pile of clothes, wanting to change another one, when Pei Qianyue suddenly called out.
"Is the master all right?"
Feng Ci turned his head and walked over, Pei Qianyue walked around the screen.
This person had already changed his clothes when Feng Ci was taking a nap, but it was very easy. He changed the black fairy robe into an ordinary black brocade robe, and he was still scratching his head. If he didn't pay attention, he wouldn't know he had changed.
Pei Qianyue didn't care about this, approached and asked, "What is the master wearing?"
Feng Ci paused: "White clothes."
Pei Qianyue whispered: "It must be very good."
Feng Ci paused.
After thinking about it, he put back the clothes he was picking out: "I also think it's not bad, so this is it."
***
Feng Ci got up a bit late, and when he packed up and went out, the sunset glow in the sky was almost gone.
We walked slowly to the market in the west of the city, and lanterns had been hung on both sides of the road. Bright red lanterns are lit from the street to the end of the street, people come and go on the long street, and the small river running through the city reflects the lights and pedestrians on the road, full of fireworks.
"This area is for ordinary people to go shopping, and most of them sell small folk gadgets, as well as snacks." Xue Weiyi introduced as he walked, "We have to cross this street and pass the stone. The bridge is the real Wanhai Market."
When saying this, Xue Wei was always not too close or far from Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue, as if he was afraid of disturbing them.
But even so, Pei Qianyue was not satisfied.
He called out: "Xue Wei."
Xue Wei: "Yes!"
Pei Qianyue said softly: "Wait at the gate of Xue's mansion in two hours, your father won't find out. Now, get out."
Xue Wei simply couldn't wish for it, and hurriedly said, "Yes, get out now."
After finishing speaking, I can't wait to get out.
Feng Ci said silently, "If I remember correctly, Zhi really wanted to follow us."
Why do you avoid them so much after only getting along for a few days
Feng Ci is serious: "You must be too scary, you should reflect on it."
Pei Qianyue actually returned it: "Okay."
The two continued to walk.
The long street is divided into two by a stone bridge, the closer to the stone bridge, the more people there will be. When people were crowded, no matter how advanced the cultivation skills were, they were useless, and Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue were quickly squeezed to the point of being unable to move.
Feng Ci found a gap in the crowd and pulled Pei Qian across the road.
"There are too many people here." Feng Ci felt lingering fear.
There happened to be a local woman selling garlands on the side of the road where we stopped, and I heard that she spoke with a soft Wu accent: "Today is the first day of Wanhai Market, can it not be crowded?"
The market in Gusu City lasted for several days. In order to avoid congestion, the government opened the private market and the Wanhai market on a staggered peak. The private market has been opened for two days, but it is the first day for the Wanhai market.
It is said that you have to be early to go to the market, especially the magic weapons of the fairy gate, most of them are the only ones, and you don’t have them if you come late.
Feng Ci had long wanted to be crowded on the first day, but he didn't expect it to be this crowded.
Feng Ci sighed: "If I knew it earlier, I might as well just sleep at home."
"Young master, according to your accent, you are from here, right?" The woman picked out two wreaths from the stall in front of her, and handed the wind speech, "This is for you. Have fun in Gusu."
Feng Ci was about to wave his hand to refuse, but he heard the woman's enthusiasm, "There are many people in the market today, so be careful to hold your lover."
Feng Ci: "..."
Pei Qianyue's eyes were still covered with black silk, and others didn't know his identity, so they naturally thought they were blind.
Feng Ci didn't explain, but shook his head: "We are not..."
Before finishing a sentence, a hand stretched out from the side, and took the wreath in the woman's hand without any mistakes.
Pei Qianyue said "Thank you", and stuffed the wreath into Feng Ci's arms, and slid his right hand down Feng Ci's arm, gently holding Feng Ci's hand.
Pei Qianyue: "Did you hear me, you have to hold me well."