Yan Xiao's Strange Records

A gentle breeze blows, the pear tree flutters, and the petals fall into the house like rain, and land on the tip of Qingfeng's hair, who is leaning on the incense table and listening to Yu Jing's poems with his eyes closed.Yu Jing suddenly stopped and looked at Qingfeng, and then took off the petals on his head with a smile.

"What's the matter, young master? I haven't finished listening yet, let's continue." Qingfeng said.I was listening to my heart's content, but was suddenly interrupted, and there was some reproach in my tone.

"Qingfeng's voice is not as honest as a man's, nor as delicate as a woman's. It seems to be a self-contained body. If you can sing a song, you will be ecstasy." Yu Jing said.

Qingfeng pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I don't dare to sing to you lightly, I'm afraid it will break your ears and make you laugh at me."

"How come, I love Qingfeng so much, how can I make fun of you, just sing along." Yu Jing asked again.

Qingfeng stopped laughing, and said with embarrassment: "I'm not stingy with my voice, I'm just afraid of what others will hear. If you ask me like this, I will make a fool of myself, but I can only sing to you in a low voice."

Yu Jing said "OK"...

So Qingfeng stood up, dressed in blue and silk belt, bone hairpin slightly tilted, Chunshan frowned lightly, his eyes twinkled, and chanted softly:

"The dew is dyed, the breath is flying, the frost is flying, the ink is dripping, the sound is blowing the clouds, the fog is long, the cup is touched by the water, the smoke is warming the zither, and the luan is shaking the wind, the lotus is falling quietly, the rain is chaotic, the spirit is falling, and the blue is exhausted. Xi, the firefly pulls the soul back to reincarnation."

At first hearing the sound is delicate and warm, like clear springs coming out of streams, white clouds coming out of uranium, big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate, but listening to it carefully, it is mellow and smooth, and it moves your ears and your heart.Yu Jing seemed to be in a fairyland and heard the melodious voice, which was inseparable like a thread.

After the song, Qingfeng opened the window and peeped cautiously, "I don't know if there is anyone outside." He looked around the window uneasy before entering.

Yu Jing asked, "Qingfeng, why are you so frightened?"

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his phoenix eyes again and said with a smile, "The ancients said that ghosts who stole birth are always in awe of people, and I am just afraid of strangers."

"That's good, I see that Qingfeng's expression is not as terrified as before." Yu Jing said hastily again.

"It's just that my heart is beating wildly suddenly, I'm afraid I will die soon." Qingfeng said.

"Heartbeat and eye twitching, that's a common thing for people, how can you think like this?" Qingfeng stopped his fear.But the mind is still in a trance, and the jade mountain is falling, and it is bright and beautiful.

At midnight, Qingfeng put on his clothes and stayed on the bed, walked out of the room but came back, wandering back.

Qingfeng said to Jing: "I don't know why, I'm always worried today. Can you send me out, sir?"

A pair of phoenix eyes were moist, half painful and half drunk, his lips and teeth were slightly parted, and his breath was blue.With a startled glance at Yu Jing, it seemed as if all the seven souls had been taken away by Qingfeng and the six souls were taken away by Qingfeng, so he immediately sent Qingfeng out.

Qingfeng said again: "Young master, I looked at me after I went out, I'm going away, how about you go back?"

Yu Jing said: "Okay."Qingfeng frowned slightly, his eyes were full of spring breeze, sour as if tears were falling.Finally turned around cruelly.

Seeing Qingfeng turn around and walk across the corridor, and never see him again, Yu Jing went to bed with peace of mind.Aomine's cute and angry face is still in his mind, and he smiles knowingly.

"You bastard, I said where have you been these days. It turns out that you have found a good friend again." Zhu Zhi grabbed Qingfeng's waist and said viciously close to his ear.

"Qingfeng is guilty, the young master and I are just friends." Qingfeng's legs and feet suddenly went limp, and he knelt down in front of Zhu Zhi, sweating like rain.

"Just friends? Why do you always come here in the middle of the night? It must be doing some mediocre things. Why can't I satisfy you by myself? Being my male concubine has wronged you?"

Zhu Zhi showed fierce eyes, his green pupils seemed to extract poisonous juice, he pinched Qingfeng's clean chin with his hand and said viciously.

Qingfeng was in so much pain that he was about to shed tears and sobbed, "Qingfeng dare not, the young master is not as frivolous as ordinary people, and I have a sincere relationship with the young master."

"Sincerely, do you know that in this world, only the human heart is the most treacherous and cunning, the human heart is sinister and unpredictable, and our nature is fragile and suspicious. We monsters and humans are even more incompatible. You didn't tell him your real body, did you? If he knew that you were just a green bee spirit Transforming into a human form, I will definitely treat you like nothing and avoid it."

When Zhu Zhi said that he directly poked Qingfeng's lifeblood, Qingfeng felt cold all over his body, and his heart was ashamed.

I just longed to have friendship with the young master, but I never thought that if the young master knew that he was very human, would he treat him so considerately.

"I don't care about you today, as long as you take Yu Jing's life and use it as my energy for practicing exercises, I will forgive you." Zhu Zhi picked up Qingfeng who was limp on the ground.Whispered in a devilish voice.

"I don't want it. Yu Jing treats me like a brother and foot, and treats others with gentleness and humility. I really can't bear to hurt his life." Qingfeng shook his head and firmly objected.The smooth arms were restrained by Zhu Zhi, but he was not afraid at all when he drew the blood mark.

"You have to know that today either you die or he dies. There is no room for sand in my eyes. Don't expect such a secret incident to pass by in a calm manner.

Kill him and you can continue to live, Qingfeng, you are the most afraid of death, don't you remember how you served me in order to survive?If it weren't for your skin, you wouldn't be able to survive today. "Zhu Zhi said aggressively and continued viciously.

"Although I, Qingfeng, am not an upright person, I will never break my promise and hurt others." Qingfeng is still not to be outdone.

"Okay, you are a saint. I will do such despicable things. When I come back, I will deal with you bitch. I will love you in every possible way." Zhu Zhi stopped talking and let go of Qingfeng and walked towards the temple.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the cold wind is miserable, the phoenix trees are rustling, and there are three more sounds.The rat wears the wall, and the moss embroiders the empty steps.Seeing Yu Jing sleeping peacefully through the hole in the window, he didn't know that disaster was coming.

Qingfeng followed Zhu Zhi, fearing that he would hurt Yu Jing.

A gust of wind hit the forest, the mist was misty, and two or three faint blue flames floated in midair.

The dead branches trembled and rustled, like crying or complaining, or waving like a ghost's hand.Floating back and forth in the forest, a cloud of black air rippling like a figure, passing by, the vegetation withered.

Yu Jing couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes peeping at herself from the window, but when she checked carefully, there was nothing there.

I just feel that the spring breeze has also become cold and chilly, and with the bursts of chill, I finally resist the sleepiness that cannot be attacked, tighten my spine and continue to fall asleep.

"The soul is dark, ghosts are walking at night, in a trance." Zhu Zhi manipulated mana outside the window, trying to take Yu Jing's life.

"No." Qingfeng rushed over like crazy, and hit Zhu Zhi with all his strength.

Yu Jing was sleeping and suddenly heard Qingfeng calling for help, so she put on her clothes and ran outside.

Surrounded by no trace of Qingfeng.He blamed himself secretly, he couldn't think of leaving when he saw Qingfeng, and he even had auditory hallucinations in the middle of the night.But the voice came again.

Under the eaves of the temple, Yu Jing watched carefully, and saw a black spider as big as a marble, catching an object alive, and the object screamed hoarsely and wailed endlessly.

Yu Jing immediately broke through its net and rescued the thing and released it from its shackles.It was a green bee covered in green and translucent, its eyelids were moist and crystal clear, but it looked like it was dying.

Yu Jing took the green bee back into the house, placed him on the table, and looked at him in surprise. He seemed to have a sense of human nature and stared at Yu Jing for a long time before he could move.

Slowly climbed onto the inkstone, jumped into the ink and prostrated a few times, and made the word "Thank you" on the rice paper, and then fluttered the ink, flapped the wings frequently, and left straight through the window.Yu Jing suddenly felt dizzy, and the green bee could write.

The autumn wind blows, the cobwebs flutter with the wind, the waning moon is like a hook, and the cicadas are chilling. There are a few light and shadows on the wall, and the shadows are heavy.

From that day on, Yu Jing never saw Qingfeng again, and sat alone in the secluded Huanghuang every night in the middle of the night, and no more beauties came here with incense.

Look at the bleak bamboo forest, and listen to the owl's sorrow all night long.The thousand-year-old tree seemed to have lost all its pear blossoms because of Qingfeng's disappearance, withered and lonely.

"Qingfeng, why don't you come? Is it because I haven't expressed my heart for a long time? Or is there something wrong in your family and it's too late to inform me. I miss you and your heart can't be changed. Where are you? It's a pity that I didn't ask you I know very little about your life experience, so I have to wait here." Yu Jing held a white jade wine bottle and drank the strong wine, her eyes turned red.

In the early morning of the second day, Yu Jing finally walked out of the dilapidated temple and went to Wujia Village. The spring rain was like silk, moistening things silently, the leaves were rustling, and the road was muddy. corner of eye.

Yu Jing is not afraid of the wind and rain, just to see that pure and harmless Qingfeng whose brows are blooming in the spring breeze, eyes like autumn water gathering, dimples looming, Yu Jing quickens his pace when he thinks of Qingfeng's mischievous eyebrows.

Not far away, there was a silver-haired woman, hunched forward slowly, and Yu Jing ran forward to help the woman.

"Why does the old man still go out when it rains?" Yu Jing said;

The woman replied: "There are many birds in the mountains, ruining the farmer. I ran to drive them away. I didn't want to have a light rain on the way. Thanks to the help of the young master, otherwise I would have suffered. By the way, the young master is not a local, right? How did you come here?" to here?"

"Old man, I stayed in a ruined temple in the mountains a few days ago and have never visited Guicun." Yu Jing said;

"Why did you enter the village in the rain today?" the woman asked.

"Old man, do you know a young man surnamed Wu who likes to wear Tsing Yi and is a young man with a weak crown. He is very handsome and has romantic eyebrows." Yu Jing asked eagerly.

"Hehe, most of the surnames in our village are Wu, but I have never seen such a handsome young master as you describe, and the young master lives in the middle of the mountain where there are many mountain spirits and monsters.

The old man advised the young master to move out of the ruined temple earlier, so as not to be lost by that monster.My grandson opened an inn at the foot of the mountain. If you don't mind, you can stay here. " said the old woman.

After hearing this, Yu Jing lost his body and spirit. There has never been such a person as Wu Qingfeng.Is he just a dream in Nankey, or a butterfly in Zhuang Zhou's dream?

It doesn't matter how it looks like a fairy, how can it feel so tactile, how can it be that the jade pot that Mengjing carries with her is still as new.Yu Jing returned to the ruined temple and was in a trance all day long.

"Wu Qingfeng, Wu Qingfeng—"