After knocking on the door again, a little while later, there was still no one opening the door, there was no sound inside the door, the sun had long hidden in the clouds, and the sky to the west was burning like fire and gradually became red. , But it seemed that the courtyard in front of the four was even more lonely.
"Knock on the door, just kick in!"
Wei Heng waited so upset, he stepped forward, his foot was waiting to be kicked, but the door opened behind him.
The sound of "squeaking squeaking" sounded, and the dilapidated door opened a piece of space unhurriedly. Although it did not fully reveal the view of the courtyard, it still made Wei Heng who was about to kick the door rush out. The body leaned forward dangerously, the muscles of the whole body of the teenager jumped tightly so as not to fall down and lower, but he had already cursed in his mouth.
"That villain is so excessive that it hurts me..."
Wei Heng said as he raised his head and glared at the person who opened the door, but when his sight hit the man behind the door, the boy was startled and stopped speaking.
But when I saw the man opening the door, he only wore an earthy gray coarse cloth robe, his face was elegant, his skin was a bit whiter than the people here, but a bit of sallow came out of his paleness, but his lips were black and blue. The color of the eyes is the same, and it is faintly black.
It looks like this, but his fate will soon be over.
The four people who saw Young Master Qingyun were all faintly surprised, and they suddenly realized that the ancestor of Huang was really like a god, and he could know where Liu Qingyun's soul was.
It's just that Qi Niaoxiu was confused at the same time. According to the logic, Liu Qingyun was reincarnated after death. He should start as a small baby. How could he suddenly become an adult man
And when the girl thought about the twists and turns in this superficially, Young Master Qingyun and his right hand clenched into a fist, coughing violently against her lips.
"Cough cough cough..."
After the man coughed for a long time, he stopped and finally took a breath, and when his drooping eyes were raised again to look at the incoming person, his eyes were red and swollen because of the long cough, and they were filled with water.
"How many are? Ahem..."
After Qingyun asked, he began to cough again. At this time, the four of them heard the uncontrollable coughing sounds coming out of their lungs. Qi Ling let out a sigh of relief. While the man was not paying attention, he moved from the left to the left. The palm sent a light blue water wave, and when it reached Qingyun, the man's coughing gradually stopped.
"The four of us came from Yuji. We heard that Young Master Yun had learned earlier, so we came here specially to visit."
The ancestor Huang hadn't taught her how to explain the reason for visiting Qingyun, so Qi Yu was anxious about Zhongshengzhi, combined with what he saw in the script, spit out such a sentence, and finally, his face really showed a look of admiration.
On Qingyun, who heard that several people had come, there was a look of surprise flashing on his face. It seemed that he was surprised for this reason. Qi Ling saw that the man's expression was different, and his heart became tense. He hung on his chest and went up and down. , Glanced at the three people beside him, and carefully looked at Qingyun.
Don't refuse, don't refuse!
The girl meditated in her heart, and saw the man frowning slightly, but only for a moment, she showed a polite smile and opened the door completely.
"Those few come in first."
The voice is flat and flat, soft and weak without imposing momentum.
Qingyun walked inside with four people, and the few of them could be regarded as seeing the appearance of the yard.
As soon as I came in, I smelled a light herbal aroma, but the smell of the medicine is still a bit dull, and crudely speaking, the place where Qingyun lives is indeed larger than the dirt houses outside, and the open-air yard is occupied. For the most part, there is only a small room in the southeast corner. At this time, the door is hidden, and the inside is dark and you can't see clearly. At this time, although the sun is faint to the west, the sunset is like a fire, and the rose is burning from the west. The courtyard is also red as the fire, and the small earthen jar placed on the fire shelf in the corner is also I can see clearly that the reddish-brown color is a touch of bright color in this courtyard. It is very beautiful and has a special sentiment in the beautiful light of the sunset. If you look around, you can see that the circle of the wall in the garden is used. The vegetable garden was built with stones, but it seemed that the herbs planted in it were all herbs, and it looked like no one had taken care of it for a long time.
It seems that men live alone and don't go out often.
"Qingyun's home is simple and there are no seats. A few people just sit on the mats, cough cough... I will pour some clean water for some of you, cough cough..."
Qingyun walked to a straw mat, squatted down and collected a book spread out on it, taking it away from the injury, struggling to move to the place where Qi Liqi and the others were standing.
"Master Qingyun, don't bother, we can just sit down at will."
Qi Niao said in a hurry, Wu Yu stepped forward, took the straw mat in Qingyun's hand, moved it to a suitable place, and put it down. The man bowed his head and thanked him, scooping a spoonful of water from the water tank on the side, and then from the house. Take a few cups out.
When the man came out of the room, Wu Yu had already stepped forward, took the cup in his hand and the spoon for scooping water, and filled the cup with water. After doing this, the man became paler and weaker, sitting on his legs. On the mat.
"Ahem... I was struggling to read and fell asleep just now, cough cough... I'm so sorry that I can't open the door to a few people..."
"It's okay, but Young Master Qingyun has to pay more attention to his body."
Seeing the man coughing non-stop, Qi Ling frowned and felt a little distressed for Qingyun inexplicably.
"Thank you girl for caring, cough cough... It's just that Qingyun is dying early, cough cough... There is nothing to pay attention to, just live well for the rest of the day."
Speaking of life and death, Qingyun actually laughed, bowed his head and drank a glass of water, gently and shallowly, as if the dying person was not him.
"So bold!"
Wei Heng murmured on the side. He knew that the man was going to die a long time ago. It can be seen from his current attitude that the young man was unavoidably shocked by the man’s calm demeanor. However, the man had inherited Wei Heng’s praise, but he was not half proud. It's still the same as the wind blowing on the water and disappearing in a while.
"The son of Cheng praises the kind, no matter how you count it, cough cough... good spirit, cough cough... But I am getting used to the illness, so I relax my mind."
The man coughed again, Qi Niao couldn't bear it in his heart, and a blue light of water was sent out from his palm, but at this time, he couldn't hide Qingyun's eyes, but his face was not visible, but his heart was already clear.
When the man was able to catch his breath a little, he said in a low voice.
"Thank you girl."
"No thanks."
Qi Niao Niao had prepared Qingyun to be surprised by her hand, but he didn't expect that the man didn't care. He didn't even change his face. Instead, he nodded politely with him, making every move that looked like an illusion. The Liu Qingyun among them was just different in appearance, but his temperament was generally the same.
"Qingyun's dying person, a few people can tell their true intentions in the future."
Qingyun said, his eyes curled at Qi Yan with warm eyes.
After the man had finished speaking, the small courtyard fell into silence. At this time, the sunset glow was brilliant and the red light also dimmed, and the oncoming wind was full of dry yellow sand. Several people wondered in their hearts how to explain their intentions to Qingyun, Yu Guang He caught a glimpse of the man, sitting there meticulously, his back straight.
Although this man is in a difficult situation, he still manages himself refreshed and refreshed. Seeing him like this, you can know how good the scholar Liu Qingyun is.
"Let's collect our souls."
Qi Niaoxiu thought of various ways of phrasing in his heart, and the words rolled on the tip of his tongue many times, and finally decided to make a long story short, and straightforwardly made his intention clear.
Hearing the curly answer, Qingyun was taken aback at first, his eyes gradually vacant, seeming to be faintly thoughtful, drifting away, and after a few long breaths, he barely returned to his senses.
"Collect the soul? It is reasonable, but these things are not done by black and white impermanence, how can several people come?"
Qingyun saw that the four people in front of him were all handsome and beautiful, and the attitude of the whole body was even different from ordinary people. Seeing that Qi Niao's actions were wonderful, he did not compare them with mortals in the human world.
It's just that the man asked this, and several people didn't know how to answer it. The ins and outs were too tortuous, it was impossible to tell him all about Gu Ji, right? How scary is this change, if Liu Qingyun's soul has really recovered his memory, he is afraid that he will be heartbroken and will die again, but before Qi Niaoyu and the others can answer, Qingyun is talking about himself again.
"If you can't answer, you don't need to say more. It's just that Qingyun wants to talk to a few people about some things. Some of them have special identities and won't be surprised by what Qingyun said."
The man looked at the four people with questioning eyes, and after all of them nodded, Qingyun began to talk about him.
"It's strange to say that Qingyun has always been sickened, and she has to fall asleep for a long time every day, but I only seem to have memories of this year in my mind. Before this, I have no impression of everything I have done, just from the neighbors around me. I heard that I was a scholar, and both my parents passed away when they were young, leaving only such a small courtyard, and I don’t know about it anymore."
When the man said this, he looked around in the courtyard. When his eyes fell on the medicinal herbs, his expression became very gentle, but if he continued speaking, his voice became lighter and weaker, and his momentum faded, like a cloud of smoke, floating. In the air, you can't catch it.
"What makes me even more puzzled is the dream of falling asleep. A woman appears from time to time. The woman seems to have a friendship with me and chants poetry against me. She gave me a shampoo, and I had hairpins with her. It’s just her appearance. I didn't see it clearly. Those dreams are sometimes good and bad. For a few days, I was swimming with the woman by the lake, but for a few days, suddenly the woman was crying and wanted to leave me."
When the man said this, he looked a little moved.
"Although I have never had such an experience before, but when I fell asleep, it seemed like I had actually been there, my heartache and joy, all immersive... My dreams, are they the same as mine for this year? Is there any connection between his memories?"
After the man had finished speaking a long paragraph, his lips were also dry, a feeling rose in his throat, his chest was stuffy, and he was about to cough up again.