Zhu He

Concubine Si was caught off guard when she left, and a lot of things were still left in Jiuning Palace. Chang Jiaci told Dong Qinghe that she wanted to get some back.

He was willing to put his important things in Pianshiju, Dong Qinghe naturally wanted it, and he also vaguely understood that maybe after Chang Jiaci's last knot in his heart, this matter... really passed.So he agreed immediately, but Chang Jiaci didn't let him accompany him, but took Qingyi with him.

The people in the palace obviously didn't expect that the demon cultivator would come again, the people from Qinghe Gate had withdrawn, and Dong Qinghe was not here, so Chang Jiaci was not allowed in from the guards to the maids of Jiuning Palace, but only they How can Chang Jiaci's cultivation be able to stop Chang Jiaci, but in the end he easily bypassed the block.

I skimmed all the way to Yusi's small courtyard. I didn't expect that the place that was already deserted would become more dilapidated than before in a few days. The cups were broken on the ground, the gate was crooked, and a few maids were carrying things outside. , was recognized by Chang Jiaci at a glance as the wooden box in their hands.

A flash of red light "slapped" and struck the hands of the two maids. The other maid hurriedly backed away with a wailing sound, and the wooden box was released from her hand.

Chang Jiaci looked at them condescendingly, and asked coldly, "Who allows you to do this?"

Although the two maids felt terrified, they were still on their own territory, so they shouted nervously: "What... what do you want to do, we... are following the order of the palace master to clean up this house, what are you going to do?" What……"

Before the words were finished, another long whip whipped around the head, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind!

It wasn't until the blown sand fell to the ground that the two stunned maids touched their heads belatedly...it's still there, it hasn't been cut off...

Chang Jiaci took a step closer and said concisely: "Get out!"

The maid wanted to distinguish again, but with Shang Chang Jiaci's sinister gaze, both of them saw a strong killing intent in his eyes, and they were suppressed with difficulty, as if they were about to explode one step later.

The maids were startled, they rushed out of the door one after another, not caring about Hua Jiandong's orders.

After chasing away the uninvited guests, Chang Jiaci asked Qingyi to stay outside and walked into the house by himself.

Counting it, it's only been a few days since I came here. If I ignore the mess on the ground and sweep over here roughly, it seems that the owner is still there. When I turn around, I can see her leaning on the head of the bed, beckoning me to go over.

Chang Jiaci stretched out his hand and gently caressed along the wooden bed and wooden table, and finally his eyes fell on the wooden box.

Yu Si had very few things. She had lived here for hundreds of years, and the things she put away were only a few things. Chang Jiaci looked at the box carefully, and opened it carefully.

Most of the clothes in there were concubine's clothes, plain black and indigo, and there were only three or four sets of them coming and going, and Chang Jiaci could describe them even with his eyes closed.But turning to the bottom, Chang Jiaci couldn't help being taken aback, and saw a few pink and peach-colored gauze gowns mixed under those heavy deep clothes, with silver-white piping on the cuffs, showing boundless beauty in the elegance ...It is very similar to what Jiaxi wore back then.

The corners of the robe have turned yellow, and it must have been stored for many years. Chang Jiaci thought that this must be the clothes that Yusi wore before practicing the exercises given to her by the ancestor Tinghui, and after losing so many exercises For the sake of it, she couldn't maintain her beautiful face anymore, and became what she looked like later, so she had no choice but to add a black robe every day...

"Jiaxi... It would be great if I found you sooner..." Even if there is one more year, one more month, or one more day, I will cherish it very much.

Chang Jiaci rubbed the gauze robe, and while talking to himself, he found that there was a piece of white cloth hidden at the bottom of the box. He took it out suspiciously, and after looking at it, Chang Jiaci couldn't help being stunned.

It was a piece of embroidered cloth. When the daily blessing came to see her, Si Si only gave herself an amulet, and the embroidered cloth was still empty, but now there was a faint outline embroidered on the cloth, which was two big eyes. Little Tiger……

Chang Jiaci told her that when he was a child, his sister made many personal items for him. Among them, the tiger-toed shoes he liked the most were the tiger-toed shoes before the new year. I still remember it so far.How did Yu Si respond at that time?She said that she was not good at embroidery and couldn't do these things, but she turned around and practiced secretly without telling Jiaci... However, there is no day for this embroidery to be completed.

Ever since Concubine left, Chang Jiaci had been too calm. Even when he came back from Yanmen once, he didn't show too much sorrow, joy, kindness or hatred. Most of the time he just sat blankly, like Spiritual Qi was stolen by something, and no matter how much double cultivation, it couldn't make it back.

But at this moment, cracks appeared in the solidified and frozen barrier because of the picture of the little tiger. Chang Jiaci lowered his head, and a sense of extreme sadness and distortion flashed across his face for a moment. He slowly buried his face in the embroidered picture. The cloth trembled uncontrollably, and after a short while, layers of wetness began to bloom on the cloth...

After an unknown amount of time, Qingyi's voice finally came from outside: "Blessing... the sun is going down."

It's not Qingyi urging him, but Chang Jiaci telling him to say, he promised Dong Qinghe would go back earlier...

After a while, Chang Jiaci took a few deep breaths and slowly raised his head. Except for the red eyes, the tears on his face had dried up. Chang Jiaci put the embroidered cloth and those clothes back into the wooden box and swept them again. The room seemed to have made some decision, and Chang Jiaci walked out resolutely.

However, when he reached the door, he paused, took two steps back, and looked at the corner of the table beside him, where there was a pinch of powder the size of a fingernail.

Chang Jiaci stared at it for a long while, bent down, put a little bit on the tip of his nose, and sniffed, then his expression suddenly sank...

*******

It was already dark when we returned to the gate, but Dong Qinghe hadn’t come back yet. I heard from Qingyue that Wuyang Daoist has come, and the gate master is personally sending the Prisoner Spirit Formation of Yanmen to the Taoist priest for Jiaci Don't wait for him, go to sleep by yourself.

When Chang Jiaci heard these words in the past, even if he didn't scold the other party for being affectionate, he would inevitably laugh a few times, but now, Chang Jiaci just nodded, but didn't listen to Qingyue's intention, but half leaned on Qingyue. By the window, while stroking the old wooden box on the small table, looking into the distance, I don't know what I am thinking.

Suddenly, Chang Jiaci's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his head to look at the dark night sky.

A black shadow flew across the boundless sky, Chang Jiaci just stared at the other person, originally didn't intend to follow, but when the person approached, his figure swayed slightly, almost fell, Chang Jiaci frowned Frowning, he finally turned around and followed.

The person in front is no longer what it used to be. At the beginning, he could manage to get rid of himself, but now the speed is so slow that he can't fall from the clouds. It's good enough.

Chang Jiaci didn't intend to overtake him, but kept the distance with him in a leisurely manner until the other party landed first.

He stopped at the fire department.

The Ministry of Fire... The Ministry of Fire, who is not poor, does the other party really want to...

Just as Chang Jiaci guessed in his heart, the man said solemnly: "I didn't intend to do anything to him..."

Chang Jiaci didn't intend to hide his cultivation from the beginning, and it was only natural that he was found behind by the other party. He simply landed generously, walked up to Shen Yuanxiu, and asked, "Then why are you here so late?" do what?"

Chang Jiaci knew that Shen Yuanxiu's stay in the Star Department was quite stable, but he hadn't seen him for a while, and the other party's improvement did not improve because of self-cultivation. On the contrary, his face was gray and his eyes were dim, and he looked a bit like a stone house. The blessings in the book are like grass.

Shen Yuanxiu listened, and walked forward, not to the palace of the Ministry of Fire, but to the stone gate where Dong Qinghe brought Chang Jiaci.

There is a thick barrier sealed there, if there is no order from the door master or the elders, the boy guarding the door will not let it go at will, but he does not think that the boy seems to have some friendship with Shen Yuanxiu, when he sees them, he just nods slightly and opens the door. opened.

Chang Jiaci walked in with Shen Yuanxiu suspiciously, but after only two steps, the man stopped again.

I saw him looking up into the distance, and said: "For a while... I always came here, knowing that I would see nothing in my heart, but I couldn't help but revisit the old place, just like this... I can still stay A little miss."

Chang Jiaci didn't understand what Shen Yuanxiu was talking about for a while, until he followed the other party's line of sight, only then did he find a beast standing on the top of the mountain covered by the hazy moonlight in the distance...

It was a golden tiger.

Chang Jiaci remembered that Dong Qinghe had told him that Shen Yuanxiu's own tiger was gone, and this one should be Qiu Muwang's. A pair of gold-striped tigers would be invincible. The mana of the tiger can increase dozens or even hundreds of times compared to before, which is an advantage, but once the two tigers are separated by external force, or die or become disabled, the pair of golden-striped tigers are almost useless, which is a disadvantage... No wonder Before, no matter how dangerous the situation was, Qiu Muwang couldn't summon the spirit beast. His spirit beast was already dead, but Qiu Muwang was still reluctant to throw it away.

"It seems to have seen you, why don't you go over?" Chang Jiaci saw that the tiger turned its head towards them, and a pair of animal pupils landed on Shen Yuanxiu without blinking.

Shen Yuanxiu shook his head: "I am not its owner, and I... am not a good owner."

"But it doesn't seem to blame you..." There was no fierce light in the tiger's eyes, and if there was anything, it was just full of loneliness. "And its owner shouldn't blame you either." Seeing Qiu Mu Looking at the anxious look, some grievances and grievances are actually nothing in the face of life and death.

Shen Yuanxiu smiled wryly: "But they don't blame them, can you pretend that the wrong things you did never happened?"

Chang Jiaci was at a loss for words when asked this question, unable to speak for a long time.

Shen Yuanxiu turned his head and saw Chang Jiaci's serious face, thinking to himself that he had made a slip of the tongue. Although the two of them had done many wrong things together before, Chang Jiaci is now on good terms with the sect master, and he shouldn't listen to him These frustrating words.

Shen Yuanxiu said: "Jiaci, you are different from me, you still have a good future..."

Chang Jiaci raised the corner of his mouth: "How do you know we have it?"

"Because my master is so sincere to you."

"Sincere? Don't you and Qiu Muwang have sincerity?" Chang Jiaci finally couldn't help laughing, "Sincerity can withstand hatred and separation, but it can't withstand life and death and God's will."

Chang Jiaci's words obviously hit Shen Yuanxiu's weakness, he was stunned for a long time but still shook his head.

"It's not the same, you are different from us... I have always felt that there is someone in my master's heart since I started. Although he never said it, people who are close to him can see it. I didn't know who he was before. But ever since I saw the way he looked at you, I understood...Even though everyone said that he was so affectionate in order to save the Palace Master Hua, I still felt that there must be something hidden inside..."

Hearing this, Chang Jiaci's eyes flashed with a hint of deepness, and he murmured: "...he shouldn't have saved Hua Jiandong, no, he shouldn't have saved me..." He should just let himself be killed by the poison of chaos, no Perhaps everyone else could have survived the experience in the Underworld, and my sister, Dong Qinghe... would all be safe and sound.

Shen Yuanxiu showed a surprised expression: "You? Isn't that the Palace Master Hua?"

Chang Jiaci didn't speak, as if he didn't intend to explain anything to Shen Yuanxiu, but Moxiu over there turned pale inexplicably.

"It was the underworld where you went with the sect master back then?" After asking this, Shen Yuanxiu seemed to think of something again, grabbed Chang Jiaci's hand, and reached for his veins, "Why did your injury heal so quickly?" ? And the owner of the sect..."

Shen Yuanxiu also heard in Xingbu that Chang Jiaci had stolen the heaven and earth net placed in the Wanyao Palace and went to Yanmen, followed closely by the owner of the door, and single-handedly rescued the person and was seriously injured. Just now he was all focused on his affairs, but now he looked at Chang Jiaci and felt strange. As far as he knew, no matter how superb Jin Xueli's medical skills were, there would never be such a miraculous panacea.

Of course Chang Jiaci didn't want to say it, and planned to find something to prevaricate, but Shen Yuanxiu felt something.

"Shuangxiu...you have the aura of a sect master on your body, it is a double cultivation..."

Now that he was discovered, Chang Jiaci had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Some people say that I have an extremely yin constitution, but he has an extremely yang constitution, so..."

Shen Yuanxiu grasped even tighter, his nails were about to sink into Jiaci's flesh, and he said in a daze, "No, no..."

Chang Jiaci felt that his expression was very strange, not so much surprise, it was more like he had received some kind of deep blow, and there was even deep fear in his eyes.

He wanted to ask, but he heard Shen Yuanxiu talking to himself: "This is not an ordinary double cultivation, the underworld, one goes up and down... one goes up and down..."

The last four words surprised Chang Jiaci.