bone cutter

The two reached the top floor together.The walls of the pagoda are full of books, like a sea of ​​smoke. In the center is a low red sandalwood table with rounded knives and strange patterns. There are two cushions facing each other underneath.

Zhuang Yin searched for a long time along the piles of ancient books on the four walls, and finally found a thick book of thaumaturgy, and sat on the cushion to read it intently by the lamp on the table.

This look is half a day.

Suddenly, a bang pulled him back from the book to reality. He followed the sound and saw that Xie Qi had been submerged in the pile of books, motionless, but the bookshelf had collapsed.Zhuang Yin put down the book in his hand, walked quickly towards the pile of fallen books, and brushed away the books that fell on Xie Qi after approaching.

Books were scattered all over, but Xie Qi closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes were like feather fans, his complexion looked extremely pale, even the color of his lips became extremely pale, and he seemed to have passed out.Zhuang Yin was originally worried that Xie Qi's insanity spell would leave sequelae, so he came to the Linglong Book Tower to look for books to see if there was any cure, but Xie Qi suddenly fainted, which caught people off guard.

Zhuang Yin frowned, and immediately gathered up his robe and knelt down on one knee to check his pulse. At this moment, Xie Qi, who was in a "coma", evoked a smile that was almost imperceptible, and his left hand moved quietly Get to the back of Zhuang Yin, and then suddenly go to the bosom area!

Zhuang Yin's whole body fell on Xie Qi's body, the tip of his nose was on top of his nose, at this moment, he even stopped breathing.

Xie Qi opened his eyes suddenly, a hint of cunning flashed across the amber red eyes, but his expression was dazed, as if he had just woken up, and his tone was slightly hoarse: "Taoist?"

This scene seemed familiar, Zhuang Yin didn't have time to sort out the chaos in his head, and his ears couldn't help getting hot, so he immediately got up from Xie Qi, raised his chin slightly and said to Xie Qi, "Are you awake?"

"Where is this?" Xie Qi stood up and rubbed his temples.

Zhuang Yin said: "Linglong Book Tower in Lijing Garden."

"You brought me back?" Xie Qi turned over from the pile of books, stretched his waist, and asked again: "What happened after that? Did Qu Le give you the antidote?"

"Well, on the way to take the bone box, you encountered Sleeping Jue, and you got the spell of soul-stirring." Zhuang Yin walked back to the low table, trying to close the strange record of thaumaturgy that he had turned to the last few pages, and he was about to touch it with his fingers. When it came to the paper, it stopped abruptly, turned back and said: "Now that you have recovered, if you want to leave, I will stay with you."

"Junior Brother's words are wrong." A voice came from the stairs, and Duan Qingchuan's figure appeared in the eyes of the two of them in an instant, "Young Master Xie is a guest whether he wakes up or not, so he naturally wants to stay. He wants to stay for a few days. Just stay for a few days."

Zhuang Yin closed the scroll and asked, "Senior brother is back so soon?"

Duan Qingchuan laughed, "It's getting late, it's getting dark outside, I didn't bother you, did I?"

He glanced down and saw the messy books all over the floor. He couldn't help being surprised and said, "Why, did you two fight?"

Zhuang Yin shook his head and said: "It's just that the ledge has been in disrepair for a long time, and it needs to be repaired."

Duan Qingchuan couldn't help but look sad, and sighed, "Repairs are a lot of money, and it's not easy to make money." This time I went down to look at Fengshui, and the family looked ordinary. Duan Qingchuan really couldn't ask for money, so he didn't take any money.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Xie Qi was familiar with him, and when he saw Duan Qingchuan speak, he called his senior brother, "I have."

Zhuang Yin was afraid that he would say "he is rich" again, so he quickly cut it off: "You just woke up and go to rest."

Hearing this, Xie Qi laughed, "I have a way to make money."

Duan Qingchuan was pleasantly surprised: "Oh? Seriously? Please tell me, Mr. Xie."

"No problem, but I have an unfeeling request. I wonder if senior brother has heard of Landaocheng?"

"I know, Patriarch Lan is the richest man in the world."

Xie Qi continued: "He recently lost a painting, as long as he finds that painting, he can get 10 taels of gold."

Duan Qingchuan asked: "What about your request?"

Xie Qi cast his eyes on Zhuang Yin, "I want to ask the Taoist priest to go find paintings with me." Duan Qingchuan smiled, "Junior brother, I think this suggestion is good."

Zhuang Yin paused, and said helplessly, "Lijing Garden is not short of money."

Duan Qingchuan was extremely disapproving, "Prepare for a rainy day, be prepared for any danger, you don't understand, Junior Brother."

Zhuang Yin really doesn't understand that senior brother is a master of observation, but he is obsessed with making money all day long and cannot extricate himself.You can earn a considerable amount of money by selling any rare book in the Lijing Garden, but Duan Qingchuan seems to be very keen on doing it yourself. He has been doing things for people all the year round to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits and watch Fengshui. Compare it with other views.