Following the order of the young master's wife, I picked up flowers and played 'Qi Tong'er' again, but not long after, the Yin family's Xiu Yuan circulated and filled the dense forest.
It's not a fierce ghost appearing, let alone the appearance of a strange treasure. Su Jing can detect clearly that the Yin Yuan in the forest is only because of the young master's wife: Qianxun's spiritual energy is leaking out. What is flowing in the woods at this moment is her true cultivation energy. !
Qian Xun practiced swordsmanship, but her Yuan Qi was Yin Qi, which was compatible with the underworld creatures. The forest was nourished by her Qi and immediately grew like crazy. Today, Su Jing has been practicing for almost five hundred years. He is no longer the same person as before. The ignorant boy, who was high in seniority but didn't have any money in his stomach, frowned when he saw this and said in a loud voice: "Master's wife, I have an important matter to report, and it concerns Master Uncle Lu."
There was no important matter. Seeing his master's wife lost her soul and her vitality leaking out, Su Jing knew that this was a sign that the demons in his heart had taken control of his mind and the Qingming was gone! How can this be done? Su Jing shouted loudly, even using Lu Yajiu's name, just to ask for help. Can wake up Qian Xun.
But Qian Xun was indifferent, and the only response to Su Jing was the roar of the dense forest growing wildly.
Nianhua also understood that something was wrong, and stopped playing the Yaoqin in his hand, not daring to play. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped, the Guqin in front of him suddenly flew up, straight up the tree and fell into Qianxun's hand. The next moment , the string vibrates for a long time, and the sound of the piano comes back again, still "Qi Tong'er", continuing where the Nianhua stopped.
Whether it's Su Jing or San Zhi, I never knew that the young master's wife knew music and rhythm before. And more than that!
When she dances with her fingers horizontally with her bare hands, the sound of the piano is far more graceful and ethereal than playing with flowers. Even ordinary people can tell that the master's piano skills are extraordinary and she is proficient in the music without any expert judgment. Seeing the master's wife playing the piano herself, Although Su Jing was surprised, she also breathed a sigh of relief. She could play the piano, which should mean that her mind was still intact.
The cheerful tune of the first section has passed, and the sinister tune of the second section is urgent. Qian Xun's palm qin is like a sword, whirling and clanking, and the intention of killing is getting stronger and stronger. Several people are surrounded by dense forests, as if they are urged by the sound of the qin. Expanding more and more rapidly.
No matter how magical the sound of the piano is, it can't create a dense forest. In the final analysis, what makes the forest crazy is Qian Xun's vitality.
The energy is leaking out faster and faster!
The heart that had just been put down was raised again. Qian Xun's "catharsis" was like a tiger cutting off its claws and a rich man dissipating his wealth. How can a normal family be like this? Su Jing concentrated on taking a closer look at Qian Xun. He was playing the piano. , but her expression was empty, her eyes were empty, and there was no trace of her spirit.
Being able to play the piano does not prove that Qian Xun is still awake. Su Jing also heard of carpenters who sleepwalked out of bed in the middle of the night to do work, and got up the next day to see the work completed and screamed that something was wrong.
Not daring to be negligent, Su Jing called out to the mistress repeatedly. After trying several times but getting no response, Su Jing gritted his teeth, flew up with his sword, and struck out a sword feather!
She drew her sword, just to interrupt the sound of the piano and help the young master's wife escape from the cocoon she had made. The sword's feathers were like lightning, so she did not dare to attack Qian Xun directly, but hit the Yao Qin in front of her.
"Zheng", there was a soft cry, and a bunch of sword energy flew up from Qian Xun's sleeves, blocking the sword feather just as it barely hit the Yao Qin.
Looking briefly at Momo, I raised my head slightly and looked at the sky, unable to respond to Su Jing's sword feathers or the sword energy in my sleeve.
Using the sword is like playing the harp, it's all instinctive response, right? Su Jing knew that the young master's wife had this "skill", and one sword failed. Su Jing apologized again, and then waved his hands, Daolang Beiming, Sword Feather Sword Prison, Bone Golden Crow Golden House The swords rose together and attacked the Yaoqin from all directions.
All means were used, and the swords moved in groups, but there was still a clang sound.
Su Jing's treasures, in front of the dull Qianxun, were no different from the first sword feather! The sword energy in his sleeves was all destroyed in one puff.
Su Jing was frightened and anxious, and his thoughts turned to the third level of heaven. At the same time, he spread the fire wings behind his back, preparing to close his body to use magic and sword, and personally pounced on the risk to seize the piano! The three corpses were not in a hurry, the child's coffin flapped its wings and the Emperor Yin unsheathed
, intending to follow me and fight the Yao Qin together. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Qian Xun suddenly said: "The three corpses go to the outside of the forest, block all the sentries, and then tell Ah Er that everything is okay and let him lead the team back."
"Ah?" Su Jing exclaimed and hurriedly put away Gangtian and put away the sword. Only then did he realize that the little master's wife was fine at all.
Ten fingers stretched out to press the strings, and the music stopped. The three corpses each shouted, and fled out of the forest in small coffins like the wind: If the young lady is not possessed by the devil, then the unscrupulous disciple drew a sword against her for no reason, and ruined her mood.
With the sound of the piano, the three corpses couldn't bear this crime, so they threw it on Su Qiangqiang's shoulders, and took advantage of the opportunity of "passing the order" to escape quickly
Putting away the Yao Qin, Qian Xun turned his gaze and looked at Su Jing: "Are you afraid that my inner demon will seize your wisdom and go crazy?"
Su Jing nodded politely: "I have seen friends one after another lose their vitality and hold evil thoughts in their minds, and they almost died. So I saw your situation just now."
"I'm fine, I just don't want to pay attention to external things. Just listen to Qi Tong'er quietly," Qian Xun rarely explained to Su Jing, her eyes still blank. Then she asked Su Jing: "You
Is there any wine?”
Su Jing had wine in his brocade bag, but when the wine from the world of heaven reached the underworld, for some reason it lost all taste and tasted like white water.
Qian Xun must have known things that Su Jing knew, having been here hundreds of years before him, but she still asked about wine, thinking it had another reason, so Su Jing took out two small wine jars from the brocade bag and handed them over.
The mud seal is drained, and the clear water is odorless.
"Did you know that even if the underworld has gone to the earth, drinking alcohol will have no taste, but they have a way." She was obviously a woman in a gloomy mood, but she was unusually talkative. When she talked about irrelevant things, the corners of her lips even pursed.
A few laugh lines: "Take a few willow leaves and soak them in wine. The willow nature is cold and can open up the yin. Then use a little magic to induce it. Then the wine will taste good when it falls into the mouth of the yin. In the same way, the underworld also has some yin connections.
something.”
She took out two small purple beetles with green spots from her bag and placed them in the wine jar respectively. The insects swam quickly in the wine jar. Qian Xun murmured a curse in his mouth. After a while, the wine jar was filled with black light.
In a flash, two beetles fluttered their wings and flew out of the wine jar. At this time, Su Jing smelled the sweet aroma of wine and said with a smile: "This method works!"
Qian Xun handed one of the bottles to Su Jing, with empty eyes, which made her smile very empty: "Today is an auspicious day, you can drink some wine." Su Jing was the only one beside her, and the wine jar was indeed handed over to her.
It fell into his hands, but Su Jing felt inexplicably that the mistress was not talking to him.
After a moment's hesitation, Su Jing asked: "What happy day?"
It was obvious that something was wrong with the young master's wife. Su Jing was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should talk to her or not.
"Happy birthday." Qian Xun answered. She didn't drink. She put the wine bottle under her nose and gently shook it, sniffing. After a while, she asked again: "You are five hundred years old, but do you have children?"
The question was unexpected, Su Jing shook his head and smiled: "No, my disciple is not married yet, and if it comes to such a big matter as the birth of a child, I will definitely beat the gongs and drums to announce it to everyone, how can I hide it from you. If I had a child, I would have told you that you are old."
Qian Xun asked again: "Then you have a mortal enemy that will gnaw your bones and burn your heart, but there are people you cannot kill? It's not that you can't kill, but there are enemies you can't kill yet."
Su Jing shook his head. Since his practice, many lives have been lost at the hands of Su Jing, but if you think about it carefully, most of them are people who deserve to die. Good and evil are fighting, and there is almost no personal hatred, let alone people who want to kill but cannot.
"I have them all." Qian Xun sniffed her good wine: "My child, there are all the people I hate but can't kill yet."
As she spoke, the wine jar in her hand was floated by a gust of wind. It rose slightly, flew three feet high and stopped, floating quietly.
'Bu', Qianxun urged his sword to pierce the bottom of the altar, and the force he used deliberately made the holes in the bottom of the altar very small. The wine was not enough to flow smoothly, so it could only drop drop by drop, first slowly condensing and then dripping lightly.
Qian Xun didn't go to drink. She placed her sword under the wine jar. Her sword was far higher than the one at the top of Fujin City.
Different from ordinary long swords, Qianxun's sword is long, narrow and extremely thin. If you leave it alone and ignore it, even a gust of ordinary wind will make it tremble slightly and buzz lightly.
A very funny, pitiful and naughty sword.
A drop of wine fell, and with a "tick" sound, it hit the sword. Unsurprisingly, the thin long sword trembled for a while, accompanied by a roar of joy, like a greedy girl eating a sour plum.
Qian Xun stopped making any noise for the time being and quietly watched her sword 'drink'.
In just a short while, Su Jing seemed to have figured out something, and he no longer hesitated. He relaxed and chatted casually with his friends: "Master's wife has a child?"
When speaking, Su Jing tried his best to keep his tone softer and softer: "The disciples once heard from the three corpses that when they were learning from the master's wife, they were fooling around under the Ningcuibo Lake and accidentally dug up a child's coffin.
, there is a little girl sleeping peacefully inside."
"That's her." Qian Xun sighed lightly: "My surname is Lu. I only have my nickname. I don't think I have a real name. Lu Ya probably hasn't told you about her."
"Uncle Master rarely talks about his past with his disciples," Su Jing replied.
Lu Yajiu told Su Jing a lot about his past, starting a sect and wielding swords, but his uncle never mentioned his entanglement with Qian Xun. Su Jing still had to eat the 'chance steamed buns'
I know that there was a woman in a yellow dress in Ningcui Po who had an old relationship with my uncle."
"Yeah, he won't say." Qianxun expected something: "But you told me that the magical power sealed in the True Life Card that Lu Ya refined for you is 'I'. What is that 'I'
appearance?"
"You are younger than you are now, with a girlish appearance, and you are also happier and more playful."
Qian Xun smiled: "Well, I really didn't have any worries when I met him. At that time, he was not a high-ranking Lishan ancestor, and my swordsmanship was mediocre, not much better than yours now."
Lu Yajiu sealed the "Qianxun" in the life card. She looked like when she first came into his sight. She was a happy, happy, maybe worried but carefree girl. She liked yellow skirts. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature