Si Tian Guan

Qu Chenzhou was in a turmoil, he didn't realize what he was talking about for a moment, he responded in a daze: "Turning? What turning?"

He calmed down for a while, and soon realized his gaffe, so he got up and took a closer look.

The edges and corners of that piece of jade are uneven, obviously it has not been polished, nor is it inlaid with gold and matching strings, it looks like it is just a rough stone.

"Found it in that tree?" Seeing Liu Chongming nod affirmatively, he guessed: "Maybe it was carried by a pedestrian, and it was left on the tree after being swallowed by Yinmu."

"I don't think so."

Liu Chongming opened his arms and twirled around, asking: "Do you think there is something wrong with me?"

Qu Shenzhou looked up and saw the morning sun shining on his face, and the person in front of him was reflected in a clear silhouette in the warm sun.

The person running wildly in the snow has faded into a shadow, and replaced by the person holding a food box to wake him up. The little fox, the sun is just right, and he is up to bask in his hair.

The sourness, bitterness and sweetness in my heart have passed through, and I deserve to be in a trance: "No... the son is very good..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

They had already experienced twice how powerful this tree was. This time he had a dagger in his hand, but he had no strength to fight back, and was covered in wounds.

If Chongming hadn't burned Yinmu, he might be the same as Ding Lekang now.

Although Liu Chongming looked like he was in a state of blood dance, but if you look closely, the marks of being burned by the fire are not serious, and the wound pierced by the branch is not at the critical point.

But the problem is, not only did Chongming get close to Yinmu, but he was also trapped in a sea of ​​flames, why did he only suffer from these injuries?

"why?"

"Hey hey," Liu Chongming made a proud voice: "If you have something to say, don't be afraid."

Seeing that he was proud, Qu Chenzhou was quite upset, and made a gesture to get up: "Then don't say it."

He was pushed back to sit on the ground.

"Why are you so angry, you were not like this before."

Liu Chongming murmured, not daring to let it go any longer.

"Actually, I've been curious since I saw that thing just now. It just moved here overnight. Could it be that it usually chases people to eat like this?"

For this question, Qu Chenzhou was also puzzled for a moment, but he just didn't have time to think carefully.

Since this kind of thing can't walk like flying, and it's easy to hide and camouflage, it's naturally better to sit and wait, why is it so hard to travel long distances.

"It wasn't until later, when I sent you up, that I realized that it was rushed."

Qu Shenzhouli and Liu Chongming pursed his lips and smiled, and almost without thinking, he reached out and rubbed the top of the little fox's head - the little fox didn't hide, just obediently, his hair was messed up by his rubbing.

"Think about why we came here? The Thousand Sons Pagoda fell down, and the emperor has a heart attack. This trip back to Beijing, no matter what, there is something that can be handed out, so that it is easy to deal with. If even this kind of thing is not good, I think There's nothing left to do."

Qu Chenzhou frowned.

That's the way to say it, but this thing looks too ordinary, even if he is talking nonsense to fool the emperor, at least he needs to have a decent excuse.

The emperor has never seen Yinmu who can walk and eat people with his own eyes, so how could he believe that this piece of jade is Mujing?

As if seeing his troubles, Liu Chongming explained his guess.

"I didn't realize it at first, I planned to run out with the fire, but the tree hole under my feet didn't understand it.

No wonder Liu Chongming was not seriously injured, but he lost the strength to resist almost in a blink of an eye, because Yinmu used all his energy to deal with him.

Looking back, when I saw Ding Lekang's body yesterday, both he and Chongming were not far from the root of the tree, but Yinmu also attacked him.

"Or... is it afraid of you?" He tried to guess.

"I have a mortal body, so there is nothing to be afraid of. If he is really afraid of me, I won't be hurt." Liu Chongming sat down beside him: "I knew about Yinmu earlier than you, so I did something in Dingling Hill. Intend."

"I thought, even if it really becomes a spirit, it is still a tree after all, so I carried a bag of kerosene with me, just in case."

"I was worried at first, but Ding Lekang's letter made me sure that it is indeed afraid of fire, because the place burned by the letter cannot move."

"It hides from the crowd and sneaks up on you alone. Maybe it's because it's not strong enough, so when it concentrates on entangled you, it doesn't have time to take care of me, so I have the opportunity to burn its lair."

"I didn't expect it to work."

Thinking about the thrill just now, Qu Chenzhou couldn't help touching his calf, the pain was excruciating.

Even though he lived two lifetimes, even though he was a monster in the eyes of others, he never thought that he would encounter such a thing.

"Fortunately, fortunately," he twirled the thing between his fingers with lingering fear, pondered for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "Could it be... its wood essence?!"

According to Rong Jiu'an, only those that give birth to wood spirits and tree souls are called yin trees.

"Smart little fox."

Liu Chongming pursed his lips and smiled, and reached out to rub the top of the little fox's head almost without thinking - the little fox didn't hide, just obediently, his hair was messed up by his rubbing.

There was a fire, and there was still sound inside, so I guessed that there might be something.

"I groped into the tree hole, and I still had the strength to grab me. The surrounding fire was so big that it didn't have time to attack me in a panic, so I pulled out this thing."

"When I jumped down, it lost the strength to move, and it all burned up."

"I want to try it." Liu Chongming touched the flint on his body and said, "If this thing doesn't invade from water and fire, it will be easy to handle."

"No," Qu Chenzhou hurriedly stopped him: "Wood essence, tree soul, how can it not be afraid of fire? If it is really not afraid, it doesn't need to panic. If it breaks, there will be no second thing."

Liu Chongming put away the flint from Shan Ruliu, and asked, "What do you think?"

Qu Shenzhou pondered for a moment, but he was not very sure.

"The two people on Chengsong Ridge before, one of them looks like a tree demon. I think they have a kind attitude, and they said they will see you later."

"You want to ask them about it?" Liu Chongming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not easy to kill even a Yinmu. I think that Yan Guiqi is much stronger than Yinmu. You want to be a ghost even after you die. ?”

"Yinmu can find us. They can come and go freely in the mountains. If they want to catch up, they can't escape. It's better to be safe when they come."

Liu Chongming thought about it, and it seemed that it was also the crossing - the other party wanted to find it, and they couldn't escape at all.

"Alright, the most urgent thing now is to find a way out as soon as possible. Even if you can't find a way out, you can study it on the way back. You take it first."

He gave way, seeing Qu Shenzhou was willing to put the thing in his arms, before squatting down in front of him.

"Come on, I'll carry you."

If those vague past lives can be counted, and he has lived for many years, this is the first time he has made up his mind to stalk him.

But those expectant thoughts can't help but come out.

Just now when he jumped on Yinmu desperately, he heard it all - the little fox told him to run quickly, the little fox said he didn't hate him, and the little fox even cried for him.

He doesn't care or listen to anything else, only the little fox who loves him is real.

He squatted for a long time, but he could only hear the whistling mountain wind and his heart beating like a drum.

Liu Chongming couldn't hold back, he didn't know what kind of eyes the people behind him were looking at him, just turned his face slightly, a foot kicked him on the back.

"Liu Chongming, I hate you," Qu Chenzhou walked slowly past him, as if he couldn't understand his hatred, he turned around and gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I really hate you!"

Liu Chongming followed up and supported him: "I like you."

No more voices answered him.

It wasn't until the half-missing moon was reflected on the ground through the window that couldn't block the wind that someone turned his back to him and spoke out a few words slowly.

"Chongming, I'm cold."

As if he had been pardoned, he turned sideways and unbuttoned his clothes, carefully wrapped the person lying beside him in his arms, and let out a very soft breath.

Being able to get along with the little fox like this day and night again is naturally a good thing he dreams of, but it is definitely not the current situation.

After going around for so long, they were sure that they had lost their way in the mountains.

When he came down from Chengsong Ridge, he was unlucky. He walked with his back facing Dingling Hill, and was frightened by Yinmu during the day.

He was more solid, Qu Chenzhou had five or six injuries on his body, and there was no medicine, and in the afternoon, he no longer had the strength to stand up, so he could only be carried on his back.

Fortunately, before the sun went down, I found the abandoned house of the former forester, and barely had a place to live.

Qu Shenzhou seemed to be extremely tired, he held him in his arms and barely fed him a few mouthfuls, then fell asleep on his side, but he was still unable to sleep.

Ding Lekang's firework signal is so eye-catching, it is impossible not to be passed on, no matter how strict the Dingling Hill is, it can't stop everyone.

It's fine if it's from our own people, but if it's Mu Jingyan's people, it's hard for them to escape.

Coupled with the fire and thick smoke when the shade tree was lit, anyone with eyes would know which direction to look for.

But the situation of Shenzhou is not good, they have no time to delay.

Although the summer's tail was still hanging, the night wind in the mountains was still a bit unbearable, so he hugged him even tighter, and his fingers touched the wood essence in Qu Chenzhou's arms.

Although discussing the possibility of this thing being a "turnaround", he was always not at ease.

I don't know how many shops he runs in the north and south of the river. If it's just a mere "fire and water intrusion", wouldn't it be enough to buy a strange looking stone?Much simpler.

Why did they catch up with them and run so far without saying anything in fear, if they can't get out, I'm afraid I'll even die here.

What he can think of, Qu Chenzhou must also be able to think of. They don't talk about each other, but they can understand each other's anxiety with empathy.

Maybe Qu Chenzhou's original intention of asking him to decide Lingqiu was for the sake of his eldest brother back then, maybe his plan to bring the little fox along was to pull people out of the vortex of great changes that may have occurred in the palace now.

But no one expected that things would turn out to be like this by accident.

And that hexagram is still the same "turning point".

"Is there a turning point?" He pinched the little fox's face helplessly, a little presumptuously. Anyway, he is asleep now: "My hexagram is really a turning point? Isn't it a death or something?"

The following words stopped suddenly, and his hands touched Qu Chenzhou's body again. His cheeks, neck, and chest were all so hot that it made people panic.

Another low sound came with hot breath on the back of his hand.

"Oops." Liu Chongming muttered to himself.

Qu Chenzhou's body was not strong enough, it was a bumpy journey, but now he was seriously injured, and he became hot without any accident.

Xu Shi felt a little comfortable being touched by his cool hands, Qu Chenzhou couldn't help rubbing his palms with his cheeks, and then pulled him into the skirt of his clothes.

Liu Chongming's whole person was no longer his own, his mind was blank, he hurriedly took off his clothes and wrapped him up, and comforted him softly: "I'll talk about it when I go back, I'll talk about it when I go back. When I go back, I will give you whatever you want."

Fortunately, Qu Chenzhou didn't get burnt out, he woke up a little bit from this rambling, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?"

"Sleep for a while longer," Liu Chongming covered his hot forehead with his hands, and glanced out of the window: "It's just after midnight, it's still early before dawn."

His breathing stopped abruptly.

Although he has never marched or fought, his uncle has taught him a lot, one of which is to beware of the enemy's sneak attack at night.

But just now he clearly saw that a small piece of the treetops, which were also blown by the mountain wind, deviated under the moonlight.

There are people in that tree.

He put down Qu Shenzhou, moved lightly to the window, looked out carefully, only felt that the blood was cold.

In the mottled shadows cast by the moonlight, more than one figure flashed by, lining up in a row and moving forward.

Neither the formation nor the flashing weapons were familiar to him.

"Fuck, God is going to kill me," he cursed softly, "Is Shen Zhou's hexagram inaccurate?"