With this lesson from the past, Elder Yuan was extremely careful when he opened the last door.
The stone door slowly separated, and there was a short couch in this stone room, and there was a young man lying on his head, unable to wake up.
"He entered the sword pavilion and was injured by the sword aura." Elder Yuan said: "The injury was not very minor. This child actually broke into the last palace pavilion."
Shi'er glanced at Elder Yuan.
"When he wakes up, report it to me immediately."
Elder Yuan responded.
Shi'er looked back at the last time.
What should this child of unknown origin do when he goes to Jiange?
Qiuqiu felt that she had a long dream, but when she woke up, she couldn't remember everything in the dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw the green tent. It was already dawn, and a corner of the tent was shining by the sun. The small world in the tent was warm and warm, as if it was still immersed in a dream that had not woken up.
Qiuqiu raised his hand to block the sunshine that was shining on his face.
Too dazzling.
She woke up because of the light shining on her eyes and couldn't bear it anymore, right?
After a while, his eyes slowly adapted to the light. Qiuqiu looked at his fingers facing the sun, and the sunlight reflected in a translucent red color.
She seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing in the vessels, a quiet and regular sound.
Her fingers slowly separated and closed, and the sunlight was cut into pieces by her fingers.
She actually had a lot of fun playing such a childish game.
The fire came out of the Ruyi ring, and it rubbed against Qiuqiu's face for a while. It was plated in a circle next to the pillow, and one person and one dragon were just sleeping in the bed and basking in the sun.
Until the sunlight casts a person's shadow on the tent.
His fingertips gently stroked the edge of the tent, and a crack was opened.
Before Qiuqiu could wake up completely, she stared at the face bathed in the light and looked at her silly smile on the corner of her mouth.
Shi'er asked softly: "Are you awake?"
"When is it?"
"It's almost noon."
He sat next to the couch, Qiuqiu was lazy, had no strength on his body, and did not want to get up, holding one of his hands. His fingertips slowly drew circles in his palm.
Time passes slowly, and the shadow of the sun on the tent is gradually changing.
Qiuqiu remembered what happened last night little by little.
The doubts in her heart were no less than those in Shi'er.
"Is the inheritance of the Seventh Peak...is the seventh Peak related to time?"
Before Shi'er could answer, she slowly said: "The first time I saw the Seventh Peak was reflected by the water droplets. It was cold and winter, and heavy snow was flying. But the Seventh Peak was green, like It was midsummer. I began to think that the seventh peak was hidden by mysterious formations, just like we found the secret realm of Huo'er, there was no seasonal change there."
"But after last night, I thought... maybe it wasn't that way. The seventh peak was not hidden by the formation. It was hidden by time. It did not belong to the current time of the Jiufeng. It may have existed many years ago. Maybe after a long time.”
Qiuqiu recalled the thrilling moment last night, and she also didn't know what she did.
There was a force that she didn't understand herself in her body.
Qiuqiu's hand was gently pressed on his chest.
Everything unknown made her feel frightened.
Shi'er's hand covered the back of her hand: "You were exhausted last night. Whether this is the inheritance of the Seventh Peak or not, it is too dangerous and not something your body can bear now."
But this saved him from danger.
Qiuqiu has no regrets at all.
Even if she did it again, she would still choose to do this if she had room for consideration this time.
If she does not have this ability, she may have to face the consequences of him being injured or even completely losing him.
Qiuqiu whispered: "Lying with me for a while."
Shi'er nodded.
Qiuqiu moved a little in, and Shi'er lay down beside her.
Huo'er was not very happy now. It could only move to the side and be lazy with this unreliable master.
The inside and outside of the tent look like two completely different worlds.
The outside world is empty and deserted, full of danger and helplessness.
But the tent is like a small, closed, safe and small comfort nest that belongs only to the two of them.
Qiuqiu pillowed on his shoulders and could clearly hear his heartbeat.
Qiuqiu spoke to herself in a low voice.
She had no ambition to become an immortal and realize the truth. She just wanted to be with him, just like now, for a long time, without wind and rain, and no longer separated.
But the peace at this moment is destined to be short-lived, and there are still a lot of things waiting for them to do.
Qiuqiu also had to go to Yuxia Zhenren, and Shi'er was so busy that she was too busy to do anything.
The rare tranquility at this moment, as the book says, is to steal half a day of leisure.
This word stealing is used to convey true meaning.
Isn’t it a stolen leisure from your busy schedule? It is stolen, so it is particularly valuable. Because it knows that it is short, I secretly hide and enjoy it at this moment.
Very happy, as happy as a mouse stealing oil.
"By the way, I fainted yesterday. Have you seen the person in the room on the right?"
“See it.”
"Are you... a very dangerous person?"
Huo'er crawled over the thin quilt and stayed on Qiuqiu's shoulders and stopped leaving.
Shi'er glanced at it and replied, "He broke into Jiange."
Qiuqiu was a little nervous: "Have you lost or damaged anything important?"
"No. There are not many things in the Jian Pavilion, but there are many portraits. The peak masters of all ages, Palm Peak, will be placed in the Jian Pavilion if there are portraits or other things left behind."
Qiuqiu understood that these things are of great significance, but for people from Jiufeng, it represents the history of Jiufeng and the traces left by their ancestors. But for outsiders, it has no practical significance.
"Then what did he do when he broke in?"
"I have to wait until he wakes up to ask clearly."
Qiuqiu nodded and gently pushed him: "Get up, lazy man, hurry up and do the important business."
Shi'er turned her head and looked at her: "Where are you?"
"I'll go see the master."
"Well," Shi'er pecked her lips gently and whispered: "Go ahead, you have to be more careful."
Qiuqiu was a little nervous when he saw it. He reached out to cover his eyes, then leaned over, kissed his lips twice, and said quickly: "I'm going."
The sun is clear outside the door, which is a rare good weather in winter.
Qiuqiu couldn't help but think of the winter in Jiufeng, the continuous depressing rain and snow.
She still likes the winter in Jiufeng.
The wind is not strong, and the dead grass on the river beach is blown slightly swaying. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
ps: second update...
Why did I stay up late again? = I want to adjust my work and rest every day, but I think about tomorrow... tomorrow and tomorrow, a distant tomorrow...
I still like to write such a relaxed and comfortable couple to live...