After being wronged and rehabilitated

Xiang Chongjing did intend to forcibly enter Qu Weixian's Sea of ​​Consciousness, Gu Congxu would not interfere with him, and Man Qiuza, who was still thinking about the idiot and beauty from time to time, would not stop him, and wished to add fuel to the flames .

Xiang Chongjing has never been a person who looks forward and backward, and he will do it immediately after making a decision.

Man Qiuza told Xiang Chongjing how to find the seal after diving into the sea of ​​consciousness, and then watched the show with his chin propped up.

Xiang Chongjing looked down at Qu Weixian who was also in pain in his sleep, and stretched out his hand to gently touch Qu Weixian's head.

Because of the fusion of spirit and soul in the forbidden area, what happened 60 years ago was like a ridiculous dream to Xiang Chongjing, only the lamp that Qu Weixian held up in the dark was real.

Xiang Chongjing sighed, closed his eyes and separated a ray of consciousness, and slowly probed into Qu Weixian's sea of ​​consciousness.

He has no spiritual power now, if his spiritual consciousness is really resisted, he can't resist at all, he can only be slaughtered by others, Xiang Chongjing doesn't like this feeling of being controlled by others, so he forcibly endures a little bit of penetration.

A monk's sea of ​​consciousness cannot be entered at will, even if he is unconscious, a layer of restriction will be formed unconsciously to protect the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiang Chongjing was still thinking about how to break through that layer of restriction, but to his surprise, Xiang Chongjing penetrated all the way in, and the entry was unimpeded, without even noticing the slightest resistance.

Xiang Chongjing's consciousness entered the sea of ​​consciousness smoothly, and transformed into a human body in Qu Weixian's sea of ​​consciousness. He was stunned for a long time, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Qu Weixian's Sea of ​​Consciousness is a barren ruin, like a ruined wall after the flames burned, and there are countless scorched fire patterns on the ground, which is completely different from the sea of ​​lights in the mirror.

Xiang Chongjing's heart ached slightly, and he took a deep breath to forcefully stabilize his mind, intending to hurry up and find the weird thing that tormented Qu Weixian.

The desolate ruins were extremely bleak, Xiang Chongjing walked forward for an unknown amount of time, and snow fell one after another in the dim sky.

Standing in the heavy snow, Xiang Chongjing stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and the icy snow instantly turned into water droplets and slipped from his fingers.

In the darkness like the moonlight, Xiang Chongjing vaguely found a faint light that seemed to be shining not far away.

Xiang Chongjing was slightly stunned, and walked towards the lamp.

The closer he got to the lamp, the snow on the sky became smaller and smaller, until finally it turned into snow-white flying catkins, circling intimately around Xiang Chongjing.

With a flick of the mirror, Xiang Chong swept away the catkins all over the sky, and when he saw the lamp, he froze for a moment.

It was an oil lamp the size of a bean, and the willow catkins all over the sky and the wind from nowhere blew past, blowing the flame of the lamp upside down, and it was about to go out.

A pair of small hands suddenly stretched out, trembling slightly, they closed the candle to block the cold wind around them.

The little Qu Weixian, dressed in thin clothes, sat with her knees bent beside the lamp, her eyes were pure and harmless.

While protecting the lamp, he looked curiously at the dazed Xiang Chongjing, and smiled with curved eyes: "Who are you?"

Although Qu Weixian was silly when he was young, he loved to smile at Xiang Chongjing.

Xiang Chongjing stared at him blankly, his eyes burning.

He stepped forward, squatted beside Qu Weixian, looked down at Xiao Weixian who was curled up into a ball, and murmured after a while: "I am Chong Jing."

Qu Weixian tilted his head, wondering: "Chongjing?"

The name seemed to wake him up, the catkins falling on Qu Weixian's body were windless and automatic, and floated against the current into the air, brushing his loose long hair.

"Chong Jing." Qu Weixian unsteadily held the candlestick with one hand and held the flame in the other, and stood up in confusion, "I want to send the lamp to Chong Jing."

Xiang Chongjing's eyes turned red, and he staggered and got up after him.

He didn't dare to disturb Qu Weixian in the sea of ​​consciousness, so he could only walk slowly behind Qu Weixian.

Qu Weixian walked a few steps with the lamp in his arms, stopped as if he had lost his direction, and stood there blankly, staring blankly at the flying catkins all over the sky.

Xiang Chongjing asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qu Weixian stared in bewilderment: "I... forgot where Chong Jing was locked up."

Xiang Chongjing was taken aback.

"Where is it?" Qu Weixian spoke incoherently, as he spoke, he suddenly stared at the empty space, as if he was questioning someone, his voice suddenly became icy cold.

"Where did you get the heavy mirror?"

Naturally no one could answer him.

Even if he questioned Su Cansheng with the same words, Su Cansheng couldn't give him an answer.

A piece of catkins lightly fell on Xiang Chongjing's shoulder, obviously so light, but Xiang Chongjing seemed to be crushed, staggered, lowered his body slowly, looked up at Qu Weixian blankly .

Qu Weixian's sea of ​​consciousness was empty, only him when he was young, and a lamp.

Man Qiushan said that something was sealed inside Qu Weixian's body, and that thing was most likely the lamp.

The reason why he couldn't detect it was probably because Qu Weixian was insane, and he regarded this lamp as something that must be mirrored by Xiang, so he has been holding on to it for so many years and refused to let it go.

Xiang Chongjing's pupils were covered with mist little by little, and he stared at Qu Weixian in a daze for a while, then blinked lightly to remove the mist from his eyes.

Xiang Chongjing smiled, and said softly, "Wei Xian."

Qu Weixian was still looking for someone in a daze, and when he heard a familiar voice, he turned around in doubt, and saw Xiang Chongjing, who was still a child, standing among the catkins, smiling at him with beautiful eyes bent.

Qu Weixian slowly opened his dull eyes like a puppet, he stared blankly, and finally ran over cheerfully with the lamp in his arms, and swirled to both sides with the flying catkins around him.

Qu Weixian ran over in a few steps, his eyes were shining brighter than ever, holding the lamp as if he was a child, and showing the bean-sized lamp to Xiang Chongjing.

"Chongjing." Qu Weixian said happily, "Look, it's a lamp, Chongjing."

Xiang Chongjing laughed, and said in a milky voice, "Okay, it's the lamp."

Qu Weixian was even happier and handed him the lamp in his hand.

Xiang Chongjing reached out and took it.

The moment his five fingers touched the candlestick, Xiang Chongjing was startled, and suddenly realized what the lamp in Qu Weixian's hand was.

That turned out to be the keel that still had his soul from his previous life!

Xiang Chongjing looked at Qu Weixian in surprise.

After Qu Weixian let go of the candlestick, his whole body quickly turned into that of a teenager, and even that pure and harmless gaze slowly changed into the look of a grown-up who has experienced suffering.

He showed a jerky and awkward smile at Xiang Chongjing, and said: "My father said that this can suppress the fire poison in my body, and asked me not to give it to others easily."

But if it is important, he will give it.

When Qu Weixian was suffering from fire poison, this keel containing the spirit of the immortal king would naturally help him suppress it, preventing the poison that could burn people to ashes from spreading everywhere, and also making it impossible for Qu Weixian to be burned to ashes 60 years ago. Qu Weixian has lived for so many years.

But now that the fire poison in Qu Weixian's meridian was eliminated by the silkworm sound, the keel that suppressed the poison naturally became a burden.

It would be a good thing to take it out, after all, according to Qu Weixian's current body, he could not bear the magic breath of the keel and the unconscious suppression of the immortal king's soul.

Xiang Chongjing lowered his eyes, and the hair on his forehead fell down to cover his face, making it difficult for people to see what his expression is now.

He thought, maybe in his last life he was not as sinful as he imagined, otherwise no one would treat him so sincerely in this life.

This thought is like a key, gently unlocking the shackles that appeared in Xiang Zhongjing's heart at an unknown time, and the shackles that had been weighing on him until he couldn't breathe finally completely disappeared.

At the same time, Gu Congxu, who had been paying attention to Xiang Chongjing's ray of consciousness, suddenly noticed that the light with curved patterns in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be brighter, and his own light was even more dimmed by the side.

Gu Congxu: "..."

With force of his fingers, Gu Congxu chopped off the bamboo stick that had been bent into a perfect arc with great difficulty, and he followed Xiang Chongjing's ray of consciousness that had invaded Qu Weixian's sea of ​​consciousness expressionlessly, and followed it.

As soon as he entered the desolate sea of ​​consciousness, Gu Congxu was almost so angry at the scene in front of him that he cursed.

In the ruins, the grown-up Qu Weixian was gently hugging the half-child-like Xiang Chongjing, while the dilapidated oil lamp beside him was slightly lit.

Gu Congxu gritted his back molars: "Xiang Chongjing!"

Xiang Chongjing was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he heard the angry dragon suddenly groan, and his whole body was swept away by an invisible force.

Gu Congxu only appeared for a moment before being forcibly shaken out by Qu Weixian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing was taken aback, the invading cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness was shaken out, and he was probably going to be shocked into a fool like what Man Qiuza said.

Qu Weixian would not show mercy to the evil dragon, he looked at Xiang Chongjing, and said seriously: "Evil dragon, no, I will teach him a lesson for you."

Xiang Chongjing choked for a moment, and suddenly realized what it was like to be beaten by an elder with a club in the mortal world.

The corners of Xiang Chong's mirror eyes were still a little wet, so he wiped them carelessly, and picked up the lamp.

Qu Weixian didn't say much, and gently sent his ray of consciousness out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the outside world, Xiang Chongjing suddenly opened his eyes, holding a keel in his hand.

Qu Weixian, who was lying on the couch, had fallen into a deep sleep, and his face had lost the tormented look just now. It seemed that the keel was indeed the culprit.

Xiang Chongjing stood up from the couch, checked that Qu Weixian was safe, and hurried out of the inner room to see Gu Congxu.

Before he even ran to the outer room, he vaguely heard Man Qiusa screaming in dismay.

"What I want is a stupid beauty! Not a stupid dragon!"

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing sensed that something was wrong, and rushed out at a faster pace.

When he saw the scene in the outer room clearly, his face immediately turned green.

The dragon who was swept away by Qu Weixian's consciousness didn't know if he was really stunned. At this time, he was turning into a small dragon, holding Man Qiuzhan's wrist fiercely, and he would not let go.

Man Qiuza couldn't allow other people to get close, and frantically threw the dragon.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Seeing that Xiang Chongjing came out safe and sound, Man Qiuza seemed to have seen a savior, and even ran to him for help.

Xiang Chongjing didn't care how funny the scene in front of him was, and asked anxiously: "Is he really dumbfounded by Wei Xian's resistance?!"

"Qu Weixian is showing mercy, he might just be stupid for a long time, you, you take him away!" Man Qiuza quickly finished speaking, then shook his hand again, biting the red-eyed evil dragon, unwilling to let go , While biting his throat, he also made a beast-like whirring sound, which was fierce.

Knowing that Gu Congxu was fine, Xiang Chongjing breathed a sigh of relief. He rubbed the center of his brows and calmed down completely.

Seeing Man Qiuza's frowning face, Xiang Chongjing recalled Man Qiuza's bet on eating paper, and said with a smirk: "Didn't you say that he had sex...cough, during sex, he would only bite me?"

After fully waking up, with this realization, Xiang Chongjing was even more upset.

Man Qiuzao is very innocent.

Just now, after Gu Congxu was shaken out of the sea of ​​consciousness by Qu Weixian, he was stunned for a while and suddenly turned into a dragon without saying a word. His vertical pupil looked blankly, and finally found a living creature, and swam over to kill him. Man Qiu narrowed her circle.

Just when he was circled, Gu Congxu probably recognized that the people inside were not the ones he wanted to be circled, and immediately flew into a rage.

Regardless of whether he came here to circle people first, the evil dragon only thought that this evil ant stood there deliberately to let him circle people, and angrily bit Man Qiuzao's wrist.

Man Qiuza was innocently caught in the snow in June.

Xiang Chongjing was helpless, and raised his hand to hug Gu Congxu.

Originally, the devil's pupils were all exposed, but the evil dragon who only knew that it was aggressively biting people froze, let go of the teeth biting Man Qiuzao's wrist in a daze, and turned to look at Xiang Chongjing.

The moment he saw Xiang Chongjing, Gu Congxu's dull eyes lit up, and then Huan Tianxi formed a circle with his tail in his mouth, wrapping Xiang Chongjing around him.

Xiang Chongjing couldn't move an inch, so he had to raise his hand to hug Gu Congxu, maintaining such a strange posture, and went back to his residence where he was going to Yizong.

He didn't notice that Man Qiuza, who was behind him, didn't care about his bloody wrist, and was writing quickly with his eyes glowing.

As soon as Xiang Chongjing returned to the courtyard, before he had time to enter the inner room, Gu Congxu dissatisfiedly transformed into a human form on the spot.

The evil dragon turned into a form without saying hello, how could Xiang Chongjing suddenly bear the weight of a grown man, and his body was caught off guard and tilted to the nearby grass.

After a muffled sound, Xiang Chongjing didn't feel the pain, and opened his eyes suspiciously, only to find that the two of them were already sitting on the ground, with the evil dragon embracing him behind him, clasping his hands and completely pulling him into his arms, Strong and affectionate.

The willow trees in the courtyard have pulled out the catkins, fluttering and dancing.

Xiang Chongjing tilted his head slightly, looking at Gu Congxu in a daze.

This scene and the posture really make people blush and heartbeat, not to mention that Gu Congxu is still looking down at him indifferently, it is impossible to see what he is thinking at all.

Xiang Chongjing was inexplicably nervous. He always felt that such Gu Congxu was more frightening than when he was angry. He was about to break free from Gu Congxu's hand and crawl out of his arms when he realized that something was wrong with his lower back.

Xiang Chongjing's waist stiffened, his face was blank, and he didn't dare to move.

At this time, Gu Congxu suddenly came up to him, lightly licked the back of Xiang Chongjing's neck with teeth marks, and muttered uncomfortably: "Chongjing, can I bite you again?"

Phase Mirror: "..."