"I know." Zhang Qingjiu sighed lightly, "Your elders must be full of expectations for your arrival."
After saying this, she missed Fengfeng a little bit.
Before, I only thought that I would be anxious and uncomfortable if Chu Lan was gone, but Fengfeng would definitely be anxious too, but with Wu Yan by his side, she should feel better.
"Full of expectations..." The voice sighed faintly, sneered, and suddenly asked, "Girl, listening to your voice, you don't look that old, right?"
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "It's not too big, it's not too small."
In terms of this body, it is indeed not big, but in terms of herself, it is different.
"Ha..." As soon as Zhang Qingjiu finished speaking, he heard a chuckle from the other party.
Although it wasn't a sarcasm, Zhang Qingjiu could detect a bit of playfulness in it.
Thinking of his answer when he just asked his name, I'm afraid this person thought he said it on purpose.
"What about you? What's your name?" the man asked again.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced across the void-like space and began to wonder where this person was.
When Zichu told herself yesterday that she couldn't enter here, she thought that she would come in and take a look if she had the chance. After all, a place where Yuan Mou could personally issue an order must be an important place.
It would seem to be an interesting thing if they could release one or two monks who they didn't want to deal with.
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingjiu raised his lips and smiled, "They call me Yuan Qing, but you can call me... Qingjiu."
"Why are there two names?" The man said with a bit of confusion.
"There must be a close relationship, right? People in the world laugh at me because I am too crazy, and others cannot see through my laughter. If we are not on good terms, call me Yuan Qing, if we are good terms, call me Qingjiu." Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, "
You asked me so many questions, how old are you, Tunan?"
"Tunan?" The man seemed stunned by these two words.
"Well, Tunan, isn't that what your name is?" Zhang Qingjiu nodded.
"Haha... you are an interesting little girl." The other party seemed to be very happy, "My age is the same as yours, too big or too small."
What to say at this time.
Zhang Qingjiu sighed, this person was playing tricks on him.
Just when he was thinking about how to continue the topic, the other party suddenly took the initiative to speak again, "If I heard correctly, that old man Yuanmu just said that you are from the human world?"
"That's right." Zhang Qingjiu patted the almost non-existent dust on the ground and sat down, "What? You too?"
"Me?" The other party seemed to be stopped by her question. She only asked back and then there was no movement.
Zhang Qingjiu waited for a long time, thinking that the person who could be locked up in this must be a monk, and maybe he had a big grudge against Yuan Mou. He immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is no racial discrimination here.
."
After all, her little friends can get along well with her.
But strangely enough, her little pan had fallen into a deep sleep since arriving on this shit island. If it hadn't been breathing, she would have thought it was real.
"Racial discrimination? That word you said is interesting!" Who knows, after Zhang Qingjiu finished speaking, the other party laughed again as if he was hit by something, "But Qingjiu girl, I am not
I deliberately didn't tell you, I just... don't know who I am."
"A child born between a monk and a mortal?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, "The illegitimate child of Yuan Mou and a woman from the mortal world?!"
If so, that would be interesting!
No wonder Yuan Mou doesn't allow others to come near this place and even hides him!
If she lets this person out, she will definitely be the biggest loser in Penglai!
However, the facts disappointed Zhang Qingjiu.
The other party's tone was obviously more disdainful: "How could I be involved with old man Yuan Mou? He... doesn't know that I exist."
Zhang Qingjiu was shocked, "Is there anything he doesn't know about Penglai? Then how did you get in here? Are you the ancestor?"
Unexpectedly, the other party did not reply to Zhang Qingjiu's words. He sighed quietly and said: "From your tone, it seems that you are very disdainful of Penglai?"
"They are just a bunch of hypocrites who are just looking for fame. I have to be very wrong to have a good impression of them." Zhang Qingjiu curled her lips. After talking to this point, she can be 100% sure that this person is definitely not the bullshit from Penglai.
monk.
Applause came from the void, and the cheerful voice was full of approval: "Hypocrite, well said!"
"Isn't that right?" Zhang Qingjiu became angry when he said this, "Do you know that one day here is equal to one month outside?"
"I know."
He also knows? Zhang Qingjiu frowned, "Then how long have you been detained here?"
"According to human years, it should be nineteen years." The other party sighed softly.
"Nineteen years, you haven't thought about going out?" Zhang Qingjiu said.
"I thought about it, but there are some things I don't understand."
"Things that haven't been figured out in nineteen years may indeed be a bit messy." Zhang Qingjiu nodded in agreement.
"Hahahaha...you little girl, you are really interesting." Zhang Qingjiu made the other party laugh.
Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips, thinking that this person had been locked up here for nineteen years. Not to mention an interesting person, just being able to meet people was considered good.
Just when she was about to say something else, the other party's voice suddenly became cold and hard, "Close your eyes and pretend to be unconscious, quick!"
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned. Although he didn't know why he suddenly said this, he subconsciously followed it.
For some reason, she subconsciously felt that this person she had never met would not hurt her.
And the moment she closed her eyes, a figure appeared again in the dark prison.
Slight footsteps sounded and stopped in front of the cell where Zhang Qingjiu was.
Zhang Qingjiu clearly felt the other person's eyes falling on him, with a bit of murderous intent and full anger.
But in the end, the man just snorted coldly and waved his sleeves.
Li Lan?
Why is she here?
And also put her to sleep?
But didn't her good disciple Zi Xu tell her that this thing didn't work on her?
What is the purpose of her coming here and using the sleeping spell on herself?
Zhang Qingjiu was surprised in her heart, but soon, the plaintive voice coming from the void answered her question.
"Wei Hong! It's been nineteen years, why are you unwilling to agree to me? Do you want me to clear your memory again like last time?"