who has seen the wind

The Lingling Grass worked well, and the scars on Xie Wei's face became lighter.Xia Ji was delighted, and asked the head of the sect for three days' leave, planning to go down the mountain with Xie Wei for a visit.

In fact, even if Xia Ji didn't ask for instructions, the head of the sect, Qin Xiu, would not dare to punish him.

300 years ago, Qin Xiu was just a woodcutter forced to make a living. What he thought about every day was to chop more firewood and get money to marry a wife and have children.At that time, he never thought that with great luck, he could be enlightened by Lord Yuheng, the celestial root would germinate, and he would become a great power through cultivation.

After Lord Yuheng ascended to the throne, he specially asked Qin Xiu one thing: treat my son kindly.

Only now did Qin Xiu find out that Jun Yuheng had a child in the secular world, and Qin Xiu found that child from thousands of people after all the hard work.

At that time, Xingzhi School had already gained fame and became a first-class school.Qin Xiu thought about it, but did not make this matter public, but placed Xia Ji as an ordinary disciple.

Since it means "treating well," let this child grow up safely.

Yu Jian half a day, through the floating white clouds can see the bustling Daxiang Kingdom imperial capital.The crowd is like flowing blood, and the imperial capital is thriving and full of vigor.

Xie Wei and Xia Ji settled down, and the atmosphere of the crowd around them was chaotic and unfamiliar.Xia Ji was in good spirits, looked left and right, and stopped in front of a paving.

The pavement is full of red wishful knots and oval-shaped hollow jade.The grandfather was lying on the pavement, holding a jade stone in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand to carve characters.After engraving, put the jade into the wishful knot and hand it to the young man waiting beside.

The old man showed two fingers: "Two taels of silver."

After the young man paid the bill, he happily left with his wish-knot.

Xia Ji saw the words engraved on that piece of jade: A hundred years of marriage.

Xia Ji picked out a piece of round jade, and the old man asked, "Little Master, what do you want to engrave?"

Xia Ji said: "I won't bother you, I will carve it myself." Xia Ji carves for the first time, without experience, the engraving is really horrible.

The old man turned his head to look, his eyes were narrowed with a smile, "handy, my son is very handy."

Xie Wei also leaned over to look at it, but Xia Ji held the jade, with red ears, and said to the old man, "I'd better trouble you to engrave the words."

"Engrave what?"

"I would like to thank you for the peace of the world."

Xie Wei was slightly taken aback.

"Young master, you can only engrave four characters at most on the place where the jade nail is big."

Xia Ji muttered in a low voice, "It's a lie, I just carved eight characters." After thinking for a while, he said, "Then engrave 'May the world be safe'."

Xia Ji looked at the old grandfather's lettering without blinking, while Xie Wei looked at Xia Ji's side face without blinking.

Xia Ji picked out the biggest wish-fulfilling knot, put on the jade, and happily swaggered through the market with it.

There is a famous scene in the emperor's capital, the thousand-year-old pagoda tree.A large locust tree took root ten miles outside the gate of the imperial palace, with luxuriant branches and leaves, providing shade for several feet.It is decorated with wishful knots, and the big locust tree is also known as the blessing tree.

When Xie Wei and Xia Ji arrived at the thousand-year-old tree, two young men climbed up the thick trunk, both holding a wish-fulfilling knot, as if they were competing who could climb faster and who could climb higher.

A juicy little girl looked up at the two young men, folded her hands on her chest, as if praying that the lover she admired would be better.

The young man in gray shirt lost his grip and fell down, causing the spectators to sigh.The young man in purple shirt hung a wishful knot on the branch, turned his head and smiled at the little girl, who lowered her head shyly.

"Ma'am, is this a tree spirit?" Xia Ji turned his head and asked a middle-aged woman with a cloth scarf on her head.

"Spirit, of course spirit! Have you ever heard of the prince praying for blessings?" The woman talked about a good story with great interest, "Back then, the third prince had a deep-rooted affection for Chu Meiren, but Chu Meiren was ruthless. The third prince was alone One person went into the deep sea, took the inner alchemy of the dragon to make jade, and then went to the extremely cold southeast, and searched for thousands of years of ice silk to make the wishful knot. As soon as the third prince tied the wishful knot, Chu Meiren fell in love. Today is the two of them happy day."

The woman pointed to a wishful knot on the thousand-year-old locust tree, "That's it, it's worthy of the top grade, and it won't fade even in the wind and rain."

Xia Ji said: "The higher the hanging, the better?"

"Of course! The taller the better!"

Xia Ji thanked him, and Yu Jian flew to the top of the thousand-year-old tree.Everyone below exclaimed: "No! You can't climb it unless you climb it yourself. If you use magic, you will be struck by lightning!"

After hearing this, Xie Wei said anxiously: "Little Junior Brother, come back!"

Everyone expected that the reckless boy would be smashed into a scorched corpse by the thunder at the next moment, but the boy landed on the top of the tree safely, tied a wishful knot at the top, and cast a spell to protect the wishful knot for a hundred years Not subject to wind and rain erosion.

"I still remember the little ghost who went up Yujian last time. He didn't walk peacefully at all..."

"Why didn't you chop it? Could it be... Could it be that his prayer moved the heavens?"

"God bless him."

Xia Ji fluttered down to the ground, looked at Ruyi Knot from a distance, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth.Xie Wei supported Xia Ji's shoulder and looked left and right, but he didn't see any signs of lightning strikes, so he was relieved.

Xia Ji casually threw the badly carved jade hidden in his sleeve into a secluded alley.

Xie Wei looked back frequently, and couldn't help but look at the alley four or five times.

"It's delicious, try it." Xia Ji bought two pieces of pear cake, and while eating, handed the pear cake wrapped in oil paper to Xie Wei.

To be honest, Xie Wei was a little embarrassed.The scars on his face have not disappeared, and because he has already fasted and does not need to eat, he is covered with bandages and generally does not open his mouth.Even for communication, sound transmission is used.

Xia Ji was silent, and said: "I will eat for you first, and we will eat together later."

Xia Ji ate two pieces of pear flower cake in a few bites, it was sweet and greasy, and drank a bowl of iced sour plum soup.

Xie Wei looked at Xia Ji's satisfied expression, and inexplicably felt that the pear flower cake was delicious, and the sour plum soup was delicious.

Not far away, the gongs and drums were blaring, and the already lively Jing Street became more and more lively.

The crowd made a noise: "Come here, come, the third prince's welcome team is here!"

Two platoons of elite soldiers blocked the crowd of people who joined in the fun. A young man in a red wedding dress was riding a white horse among the hundreds of flowers, followed by a mighty team.

The third prince, Qian Yanmo, was in high spirits, his haughty eyes swept across the crowd standing shoulder to shoulder.Qian Yanmo's gaze fell to one place, and he frowned.

There stood a tall man in black, with a hood covering his face, his hands hanging down quietly, in stark contrast to the bustling crowd.

The noisy and joyful crowd surged into a bright red line, but the red line just broke there.

Qian Yanmo raised his hand to signal the team to stop.Everyone was puzzled, and followed Qian Yanmo's gaze to see the man in black.

"Why don't you cheer for me?"

"Thousands of people have already cheered for your happiness, the Third Highness should be enough."

"Why don't you hold your head up for me?"

"Thousands of people are watching you because of your dignity, and the Third Highness should be enough."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"I'm crying for myself now, looking at myself in tears."

Qian Yanmo asked tremblingly, "Who are you?"

"I am a mortal living in the world of mortals."

Qian Yanmo came on horseback, drew his sword and stabbed the man in black in the chest, but the stab missed.

It was empty there, as if there had never been a man in black standing there.

Qian Yanmo raised his eyes and looked around, took the white horse by the rein and spun it around twice, and asked sharply, "Is that you? Is it you!"

The young people who were traveling with him immediately stepped forward to appease Qian Yanmo, "Third Highness, that person is gone and will not come back again." The young people called the team to move on.

Two figures appeared out of nowhere on the high ridge, one black and one white, overlooking the pale Qianyanmo.

Xie Wei suddenly remembered an old news, and said with a smile: "Let me tell you the story of the third prince and Chu Meiren, will you listen?"

Xia Ji nodded, sat on the ridge of the roof, cupped his cheeks in both hands, looked serious but childish, ready to listen.

"Prince Qian Yanqian of Daxiang Kingdom and the prime minister's daughter Chu Zhaoge are childhood sweethearts. When Chu Zhaoge was 13 years old, he was haunted by a ghost and took away his soul. Qian Yanqian's three masters were ordered to bring back Chu Zhaoge's soul. As for himself, he went to the deep sea to catch dragons, and looked for ice silk in extremely cold places."

"It sounds familiar, and then?" Xia Ji tilted his head and smiled.

"When Qian Yanqian was in the extremely cold place, he heard that Master had recovered Chu Zhaoge's soul, and hurried to the imperial capital...but he died on the way back." Xie Wei paused slightly, "It is said that the cold air entered body, die without treatment."

Qian Yanqian died, and the thousand-year-old ice thread he brought back through the mountains and rivers was made into a wishful knot, and the dragon inner alchemy he fought to win was engraved with four words: Yanmo Zhaoge.

The third prince, Qian Yanmo, married Chu Zhaoge for His Royal Highness.In the big red sedan chair sits a delicate and beautiful bride, who is unparalleled in her red hijab.With the sound of gongs and drums, the red carpet was spread for ten miles, from the Millennium Huai shop to the gate of the imperial palace.

There are jade wishful knots hanging on the thousand-year-old locust tree.The young man under the millennium Huai Huai brought the beautiful girl with him.

Xie Wei watched the bridal sedan chair surrounded by everyone, and suddenly there was heavy snow in her heart, and the crystal snowflakes buried the past.

There is no more smoke in the world.

There is no smoke in the world.