Thank you God for your help

Reluctant that god left him here alone.

Holding the money bag, he was absorbed in his thoughts, and curled his lips for a while, feeling that he was a little too hypocritical.Then he put the money bag on the table, and holding the chopsticks, he wanted to try a few more snacks on the table.However, as soon as he picked it up, he remembered the appearance of the god taking chopsticks from his hand, and his ears felt hot for a while.For a while, he didn't want to eat or let go, he struggled again and again, and finally ate the snack with a blushing face.

It was really boring to be bored in the house by myself. In the afternoon, Jing Qing went out with the money bag in his pocket. After wandering around the city, he finally understood why he had to spend a hundred thousand dollars a day: except for the daily necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything was exquisite and exquisite. What's more, there are too many monks in this city, almost rivaling Fuqiu's.

The streets are full of high-quality medicinal pills and rare and exotic objects from all over the world, from flower seeds to animal skins and bones, any one is worth thousands of dollars.

Obviously, this is the kind of place where rich people seek longevity.

Jing Qing wandered around the city by himself, feeling uninspired, seeing all the things on the street dazzled and not in the mood for it, so he turned two streets by himself, and finally stood in front of the inn again.

He was stunned, and simply went back and bought two more books, paid for it, and turned his head, but suddenly saw a wide waistband in a shop beside him, turned his feet, and went into the shop inexplicably.

Jing Qing walked around the store, and was really not interested in those colorful corsets inlaid with gold and jade, but felt that the one she had been eyeing at the beginning became more and more right.The dark embroidered mountain and cloud pattern on the black brocade does not shine very brightly in the sky, but it still looks extravagant.

Seeing that Jing Qing was interested, the shopkeeper at the side immediately came up to greet him: "My lord, you have a good eye. This girdle is made of Nanhai Long Yarn. It is flat embroidered with silver silk and moistened with water. Look at its fineness. It doesn't look like a dress." Ordinary products?! There is still this luster, look at it!"

As the shopkeeper said, he held the waistband in his hand and shook it, "Look at the color, it's clearly like water patterns!" After shaking, he didn't forget to take Jing Qing's hand and tug on the waistband. : "Try this feeling, young master, although you are born with a good appearance, you can look good on any upper body, but this dress is so dark, how can a little girl like it? But it is different if you add this waistband It's..."

Jing Qing laughed dryly and pulled her hand back, but the touch on the bottom of her hand just now felt as smooth as water.

Seeing that he wanted to pay, the shopkeeper almost burst into a smile, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, if you look at it well, the little one will be wrapped up for you?"

Jing Qing coughed lightly, looked away calmly, pretended to be careless, and said, "Wrap me two."

"Come on! Young master, which one do you like?" The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and immediately said courteously, "Why don't you take a look at this Xiang ruby ​​one, it's also made of dragon gauze, it's very comfortable..."

Jing Qing suppressed the heat on his face, continued to pretend to be careless, and said, "Two are the same."

"Ah?" The shopkeeper froze, his eyes puzzled, but seeing the young man's normal expression, he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, the two are the same, I'll wrap them up for you!"

After Jing Qing left, the shopkeeper looked at his back and clicked his tongue, thinking to himself that it would be a pity not to buy some brightly colored waistbands for such a handsome young man.

When Jing Qing returned to the inn, it was just beginning to get dark. He lit the lamp, took out the girdle to look at it for a while, his mind was full of the image of the god, and was distracted for a while, so he threw the girdle on the Aside, go to the lamp to find out.

Flipping through half of the book, I finally got rid of those wild thoughts and calmed down. Jing Qing stretched her waist and exhaled, leaned on the table, and looked at the night outside with her head tilted.

In fact, he saw mooncakes when he was wandering around the city today.

Calculated that the Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, so even in Tianlian City, moon cakes cannot be sold at a high price.Jing Qing looked at the relatively round moon outside, and suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival in a Taoist temple. Two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Taoist priest would go down the mountain. Sometimes he would bring Jing Hong with him, and first go to the suburban sacrificial place to recite and hold a performance to exorcise evil spirits. Then he went to the city to exchange some rice noodles, and when he returned to the mountain, he would bring him some gadgets, as well as mooncakes for each person in Guanli.

Later, when Jing Qing grew up, this trip became Jing Hong taking him down the mountain, first for the ritual and then for the shopping, and then leisurely all the way back to the Taoist temple before dark on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, it seems like a long time ago.Jing Qing was in a trance, but suddenly saw a paper crane flying towards him in the night outside the window with its wings flapping.

This scene was so strange that he didn't realize it was real until it landed on Jing Qing's arm and stopped with its wings folded.

Jing Qing stretched out her hand to grab it, wanting to pinch its wings and hold it in front of her eyes, but just touching it with her fingertips, the paper crane trembled slightly, a white light glowed all over her body, and then came the voice of the god.

"Go back in two days, go to bed early at night."

It was the sound transmission, Jing Qing fiddled with the paper crane a few times and put it on the desk.Suddenly, he remembered that he had the courage to fold something for Xuan Chen before, and there was a sound-transmitting paper crane like this.

Thinking of this, Jing Qing unconsciously curled the corners of her lips, closed the book in her hand and got up.

I can't read the book tonight, so go to bed early.

Jing Qing didn't go out for the next two days, firstly because he was not in the mood, and secondly, even though it was already August, the heat was still there during the day, and he couldn't bear the black clothes.

But that god has paper cranes to transmit sound every night.

Fate ([-])

The third day was supposed to be the god's return journey, and Jing Qing had been looking forward to it from the beginning, but he didn't see the shadow of the god until noon.The sky was gloomy in the afternoon, and it seemed as if you could squeeze water out of the clouds if you just set your hands on it.

He was sitting in front of the desk, but his eyes were always looking out of the window, and he turned over the two mind books in his hand from beginning to end but didn't read a few lines.

Perhaps it was because of the bad weather, Jing Qing felt that the sky outside the window seemed to be getting dark very early today.The voices of people outside the window gradually became louder at night. In fact, it has been like this in the city for the past few days. There are few pedestrians on the hot street during the day, and the cool street at night starts to be like a dragon.

Jing Qing probed for a long time to look at the silver lamps and candles of BMW incense cars under the sky, and felt more and more irritable in her heart.

He looked at the paper cranes on the desk so many times, Jing Qing put them all into the dry room with a cruel heart, lit the lamp and sat back on the desk, still lying to herself under the guise of reading.

As a result, when the Lingtai came to Qingming again and got up from the desk, the god was already sitting upright on the opposite side.

Xuan Chen turned over a page of the mental method in his hand, looked up at the drowsy Jing Qing, "Are you awake?"

Jing Qing hmmed for a while, and turned her head slowly, only then did she realize that the god had returned.

When I turned my head to look out the window, the voices of people outside had subsided, and the lights and silver candles on the road had also been removed a lot, and the night breeze turned into an ordinary cool summer night again.

Xuan Chen handed him a glass of water, Jing Qing took a sip, held the glass and asked dryly, "My god, when did you... come back?"

Xuanchen said, "It didn't take long, some things in the upper realm were delayed for a while." He reached out and took another thing from the side.Jing Qing glanced at it. She was sleepy just now, but suddenly she was shocked, and the Lingtai was extremely clear in an instant.

"This is... I bought it when I was wandering around the city..." Jing Qing laughed dryly, and stretched out her hand to take the girdle from Xuan Chen's hand, but the god didn't seem to want to stop there, and moved away slightly Avoiding Jing Qing's hand, holding the waistband with a light shake, another identical pair came out.

"Ah, that's right," Jing Qing laughed dryly, "one more to be prepared..." Seeing that the god was still staring at him, he swallowed, "Of, of course, if the god is interested, just take one Just go, if you like both, it doesn't matter..."

Xuan Chen stared at Jing Qing for a while, then suddenly stood up with a twitch of his lips, walked around the table and stood in front of Jing Qing, and put a girdle into Jing Qing's hands.

"Give this to me, don't you need to try it on yourself?"

"What?!" Jing Qing was stunned for a moment, but judging from the meaning of this god, it didn't seem like he wanted to try it.

But do you need someone to help you put on something like a waistband? !

"..." However, looking at the meaning of this god, it seems that this is the case.

Jing Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and get up. First, she untied the loincloth on Zunshen's body cautiously, and then conscientiously wrapped up the newly bought loincloth. body contact, but no matter how you look at the posture, it looks like throwing yourself into a hug...

When the piercing was finally finished, Jing Qing couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief in her heart. She had just stood up straight, and before he could take a step back to widen the distance between the two, someone pressed down on her lower back, and before she could even blink, she was pressed by the man. The god took him into his arms.

The cold fragrance that was still floating on the tip of her nose just now became very real. Jing Qing froze in Xuanchen's arms for a while, but felt that the previous upset gradually disappeared.

Jing Qing bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and slowly raised her bracelet around the god's waist.

He heard the god on the top of his head chuckle and said, "The moonlight is very good outside." Then he felt his body lighten, and was immediately put down on the roof ridge.

Jing Qing was very surprised that the sky that was still gloomy in the afternoon, which seemed to be dripping, had now become high and far away and cloudless.

The night was dark, and the voices of the people below had already dispersed, he and Xuan Chen sat down on the roof ridge side by side, the moonlight was really bright outside.The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the dark blue sky is like a brocade, and even the wind is clear.

Jing Qing raised her face and stared at the moon for a long time. Although the moon was not very full, it was bright and lovely. A lot of things in the Taoist temple in the past floated up in her mind, as if it had been a long time.

Jing Qing sighed and turned to look at the god.

"What?" Xuan Chen sensed his gaze, turned to look at him, and said calmly, his ancient well-like eyes were flickering under the moonlight, and Jing Qing's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly asked, "Will there be a Mid-Autumn Festival in the upper world?"

Xuan Chen shook his head, "No."

"Not once?"

Xuan Chen: "No."

After Jing Qing heard this, her heart beat faster again, and she took out a greased paper bag from the dry hole, put it in her hand and opened it carefully, and the square mooncakes inside were neatly stacked.

"Moon cakes are eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the lower realm. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has already passed, I saw it in the city, so I bought a few pieces by the way." He said and handed the moon cakes to Xuanchen, "God, do you want to try it? try it"

Xuan Chen looked at him for a while, then reached out and took a piece.

The atmosphere became very awkward in an instant. Jing Qing coughed lightly, looked away awkwardly, and lowered her head to take a bite of the mooncake.

I have to say that this mooncake is quite delicious, the fillings are very honest, and it is crispy and sweet after one bite, which makes him very satisfied.So he turned to look at the god beside him, but Xuan Chen didn't seem to be moved, a moon cake was still in his hand, and he didn't seem to want to move.

... This scene seems to have returned to the time when he persuaded Xuan Chen to eat for the first time.

"Although it doesn't look very good, it's actually quite delicious." Jing Qing laughed dryly, thinking that the situation could be salvaged, so she said sincerely, "You can try it, in case it's really good Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?"

He looked at Jing Qing for a while, but put down the mooncake in his hand.

Jing Qing: "..."

But before he could open his mouth, Xuan Chen suddenly stretched out his hand and brought him into his arms, squeezed his chin and kissed him.

"It's hard to turn down the kindness."

This kiss came very suddenly, different from the previous small fights, Xuan Chen pressed his lips to his lips, but he didn't retreat immediately, instead, the strength of his hands increased slightly, forcing him to open his teeth.

When the tip of his tongue went in, Jing Qing was completely frightened. He even forgot to push the hand on Xuanchen's shoulder, letting the man hook his tongue and entangle his lips, and soon he couldn't breathe. coming.

Xuan Chen let go of him just a second before he was about to be suffocated, and his thin lips rubbed against his burning red and hot ears, "It tastes good."

Jing Qing was held in his arms, and the night wind blew for a long time before she finally regained her composure. In an instant, her face turned red from top to bottom, and she pointed at Xuan Chen with trembling hands like chaff, "You, you... "

There was still a smile in the eyes of the god on the opposite side, he grabbed Jing Qing's hand and interlocked his fingers, and replied very calmly, "I, I, I..."

Jing Qing: "..." He looked at the instigator in front of him who didn't change his face or beat his heart, and seemed to understand the benefits of living a long time.

The next morning, Jing Qing saw plain white brocade robes in front of him again.

His mind turned wildly for a moment, and then he realized that he was sleeping on the couch now, and he was in the arms of that god.Thinking of this, my heart skipped a few beats immediately, and I finally came to my senses after making sure that my hands and feet were perfectly safe.Jing Qing's face burned for a while, but her heart burst into joy, and the corners of her lips curled up, but she couldn't suppress it.He struggled repeatedly in his heart, but he carefully raised his arm and put it around the waist of the god.

The moment she put her hand on it, Jing Qing was worried that her heart would pop out directly.

With a chuckle above his head, the god beside him got up slightly, stretched his arms and patted his head, put one hand around Jing Qing in front of his body, and ran his hands down his hair for a while before speaking, "What happened this time?" It’s complicated, I’m afraid I’ll have to stay in the lower realm for a while.”

Xuan Chen's voice was a bit hoarse when he woke up in the morning, but it was pleasant to listen to if he was lazy and lazy with a smile.

Jing Qing never thought that this god would be awake, and now he dared not move the arm around his waist. He buried his face in Xuanchen's chest and nodded, his ears were so red that they were about to drip blood. Come.After a while, he asked in a muffled voice, "What are you going to do?"

"Collect a few remnants of Cangdu."

Jing Qing felt his scalp tighten when he heard the word Cang Du, and raised his head all of a sudden, but saw that the god's face was still calm and calm. He blinked twice, feeling like he was hearing hallucinations just now Same, so he stammered and repeated, "Receive... the remnant soul of the demon god Cangdu?"

Xuan Chen nodded calmly.

Jing Qing choked for a moment, and then realized that what she was in front of was an ancient god.

He paused, and tentatively said: "Then...you want to leave early today?"

"Don't worry," Xuan Chen hooked the corners of his lips, pressed the man back into his arms, rubbed the top of his hair a few times, and said softly, "There is still a small thing to do tonight."

It was night, Jing Qing was standing on an unknown barren hill and wild slope, looking sadly at the bright lights in the distance and the noise of people in the city, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the soul book and turned to look at the god beside her, and said desolately, "This is That little thing to do?"

Xuan Chen nodded, "You are carrying Gui Si's life card now, so you will naturally have the task of chasing souls and life."

Jing Qing said, "What if I throw away this fate card?"

"You can try."

Jing Qing glanced at Zunshen who looked normal in front of him, thought for a while, and threw the fate card in his hand down the mountain.

However, not long after the shot was made, there was a dark red light flashing not far from the foot of the mountain. Jing Qing hadn't expected the sound of landing, and the fate card was already hung back on his waist.

Jing Qing: "..."

Fate ([-])

The feng shui near Tianlian City is really unusual, and there are not even a few wandering souls.Reluctantly, there was nothing in the book of soul collection, so Jing Qing had no choice but to follow the god as he walked around several hills.

Fortunately, Guisi's legs and feet are quite convenient. In half an hour, five or six mountains can still be blown under his feet. This is many times faster than when he was alive, which made Jing Qing want to be amazed.

The scattered souls were collected smoothly along the way, and in the middle of the night, the volume of the soul collection book was almost full, but the mountain in front suddenly disappeared, not only the wandering souls, but almost no trace of evil spirits could be found, it was so clean that it was shocking. pointing fingers.

"This is... where the fairy house is?"

Xuan Chen shook his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "Some nearby mountains have been set up with soul summoning formations before, and they came a bit late, and all the things that should be there have been recruited."

Jing Qing was very puzzled: "Is summoning souls very popular now? There are people rushing to do this kind of work, what do ghosts do?"

Xuanchen looked at him for a while, coughed lightly and pressed the corners of his upturned lips, and continued to say calmly, "The one who set up the formation last time should be a monster, and he is the only one who is robbing you of your job."

Jing Qing took a look at the soul-calling array covered with three or four hills, and felt a headache. Such a large array meant that there was not a single wandering soul in such a large place, and it also meant that he had to continue climbing the mountain.

What's wrong with such a powerful monster, he has to grab the wandering soul from a ghost like himself.

Thinking of this, he felt that the resentment and resentment were overflowing beyond words, and he turned his head and said angrily to the god, "Don't you care?! If you call out souls like this, will you let our ghosts eat?"

Xuan Chen shook his head helplessly, turned around with Jing Qing's shoulders, and went up to several mountains to the side. "I ran away a long time ago. This formation has been withdrawn for a while."

Jing Qing pursed her lips, thinking that if there was a next time, she should talk to this monster.

After walking in the shallow mountains on the side for a while, Jing Qing saw another ghost before he could gather his soul together: in overalls with a narrow waist and tight sleeves, half of his face was covered under a sapphire mask, and the whole person was almost from scratch. Black to the feet.

The same as Gui Si, Jing Qing noticed that he was not because of how conspicuous the person's seat was, on the contrary, his whole body was under the shadow, except for the exposed half of his face, which almost merged with the dark night.

Jing Qing saw him because this person's posture was too comfortable.The same Guisi, he was chasing his soul and jumping up and down. The one in front of him was lying on his back on a piece of bluestone, with his left hand resting on the back of his head, and in his right hand, he was holding a bunch of wild fruits to his mouth, and he was looking very leisurely. With Erlang's legs, the toes are dangling in the air.

"Huh?" Guisi, who was lying on his back, tilted his head casually, and saw Jing Qing with two big characters of resentment written on his face, and then he folded up and sat up, and said in surprise, "Jing Qing?!"

Jing Qing didn't expect her name to be called out at this time, she was taken aback for a moment, but saw the man reached out and took off the mask on her face, revealing a fair and handsome face with a clear line under her eyes that was very eye-catching .

"Gu Yangqing?" Jing Qing didn't expect to run into him in this place, and the anxiety and injustice in her heart turned into a strange feeling of "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".

Xuan Chen looked at the look in Jing Qing's eyes, and frowned slightly, "Do you know him?"

Jing Qing nodded, "I've met you several times in the underworld before, so I'm an acquaintance."

Jing Qing was still standing where he was explaining to the god, but Gu Yangqing had already stood up to meet him.

"I just said that our fate is not over yet. I didn't expect to meet here again. How come your time is running out?"

Jing Qing: "..."