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When the day of Mid-Autumn Festival was about to fall, Sang Zi had already shut herself up. The medicinal soup bath was scalding hot, but she felt it was just right. When she was immersed in her whole body, the soles of her feet began to feel slightly cold.Sangzi rested her head on the edge of the barrel, her nose was filled with the acrid smell of medicine, she closed her eyes, thinking lightly in her heart, I am afraid this time, it will be impossible to make it through.

Suffering from this cold disease for several years, I probably know it in my heart every time I get sick.Only this time, like some old people whose death is approaching, they have a tacit understanding, and there is always some innate premonition.When a person is about to die, it is inevitable to think about the past.Although her parentage is unknown and she has no parents, she is not considered lonely.The master treats her well, teaches her knowledge and raises her up, needless to say; since she was a child in the palace, she has never heard of any strange things, and has never tasted any delicacies from mountains and seas; besides, she is much luckier than ordinary women, Her eyes are not only in the small boudoir, but also in the mountains and rivers of the world. She has traveled a lot and made some friends, especially Su Ming and the others.If you like GL Lily novels, welcome to join the group 385447817 (non-author group)

Later, Yan Qitong went up the mountain.Sangzi sighed softly, she felt that her fate with Yan Qitong was a little shallower, maybe, she just met a little later.Yan Qitong is different from Suming and the others, so she treats each other differently, but she doesn't know exactly how the difference is.Usually, if she had doubts, she needed to find out, but this time, there was no time.

I don't know if there is only one Huangquan Road. On the Huangquan Road, I don't know if I will meet Yan Qitong who was brought back by Zhu Banxian.What does a human soul look like? Can it be tangible and qualitative? Will it be as beautiful as her own?Sang Zi could no longer smell the pungent smell gradually, she exhaled a faint white mist, and her consciousness began to blur.

But at the boundary between sobriety and ambiguity, Sangzi suddenly thought, if Yan Qitong really woke up, but she died, she would be a little sad based on the affection between them.If this is the case, there is really no love in this world, why bother to make people cry and separate Yin and Yang.Thinking of this, Sang Zi began to forcibly rotate Zhou Tian, ​​trying to fight against the cold snow lotus in his body.

Sangzi was soaking in the soup in the house to suppress the cold, she didn't know that Cao Xiuchun had brought the national teacher into the mountain depression.

As soon as the national teacher entered the mountain depression, he felt that the place was cold out of thin air. Before he could speak, Cao Xiuchun stuffed a pill into his mouth. He was surprised, but he had to swallow it under his gaze.

Not only that, Cao Xiuchun also found him a fur coat for him to wear.

The national teacher's complexion was not good immediately, Cao Xiuchun's move clearly meant that this place was a bit dangerous, and it seemed that he had wrapped himself up tightly and did not dare to be sloppy.

"What's going on?" The national teacher couldn't bear it and asked.

"My disciple is disturbed by the cold and cold, I'm afraid of hurting you, so you just listen to me." Cao Xiuchun said and took him to the room next to Sangzi.

The national teacher wrapped in fur is naturally extremely hot, but as he approached the house step by step, his feet felt as if he was stepping on frost in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and every step was about to slip.The national teacher hurriedly followed Cao Xiuchun into the house, as soon as the door was closed, he couldn't help thinking, maybe Cao Xiuchun was afraid that he would not come if he knew there was danger, so he didn't tell him in advance.In fact, he doesn't need to, this time there is a superior soul to arrest, he will come even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

As soon as he entered the room, the national teacher pasted talisman papers all over the room, and sacrificed his magic weapon, the soul-detaining bowl.This thing looks like a black iron implement, but it is a good treasure.It's inconvenient to tell people what's inside, so he just politely asked Cao Xiuchun to go out so that he can do it for himself.

Before leaving, Cao Xiuchun glanced at him: "If something happens to my apprentice, once she dies, please protect her soul."

"It's natural," the national teacher smiled, "You and I each have what we need, please rest assured."

But Cao Xiuchun did not expect that just half an hour after midnight, there would be the sound of blood spurting out of the room.The faint smell of blood diffused in the chilly sky, making Cao Xiuchun completely chilled.

"Someone shot out my soul consciousness and went to snatch that girl's soul. But please rest assured, I will continue to chase."

Cao Xiuchun frowned even more when he heard the hasty words from the room.

Someone steals the soul?Is that the same intention as the national teacher, or do you want to return the soul?He turned his head to look at Sangzi, the cold air was still seeping out silently, and soon, even he had to resist it with all his strength.

Soon, the door creaked, and the national teacher staggered out from inside.He only wanted to capture the woman's soul, but unexpectedly he was plotted against.The person who plotted against him injured his soul consciousness and forced him out of hell.Naturally, he couldn't let it go, and immediately turned into a talisman to chase after him, and then fought with that person.

It's a pity that he didn't bring any magic weapon with him today, and he didn't prepare enough talisman papers. In the final analysis, his skills are still inferior.The man's spell was so powerful that he couldn't get close to him, and he almost had to follow behind him all the way.At that time the man had captured the woman's soul, and still had the strength to fight him, he couldn't help but wonder where did the character come from with such a high level of morality, and he didn't know it at all.

"She has returned to her soul." The national teacher said to Cao Xiuchun with a gloomy face, feeling a little uneasy.But what is even more disturbing is that it is still the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival, where does the coldness from heaven and earth come from.His soul consciousness was already damaged, if he was invaded by the cold again now, his life would probably die.

Sure enough, shouldn't you pin your hopes on him?Cao Xiuchun sighed inwardly, stepped forward to support him.Now that Yan Qitong has regained his soul, it is better than being taken captive by others.Sangzi said that she could help alleviate the symptoms, and now the only solution is to find her and send her to Sangzi.

Although Zhu Banxian managed to bring back the departed soul, but at first he relied on brute force, after all, he was still injured, he didn't want to say any more, and Yan Qitong didn't have time to ask him why he appeared in an emergency Here, I just stomped my feet and rushed out the door.

As soon as he went out, Qiu Ying's surprised voice sounded: "Sister, sister, you really woke up!"

Qiu Ying knew that Zhu Banxian was going to search for her younger sister's soul on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she kept thinking about it, so she came early that day.Doctor Sangzi entrusted all this to her for some reason, and then disappeared.She can see how Dr. Sangzi is doing his best for his younger sister these days, and thinks to herself that even her sworn elder sister can't do it, but she also thinks that the two of them met first, so they are naturally closer than herself.

Zhu Banxian practiced in the room, and she kept guarding outside the door. After midnight, the full moon was high, and she didn't feel sleepy, she just looked at the moon and prayed silently.Suddenly hearing voices in the room, she was startled, but she didn't dare to rush in, so she paced back and forth in front of the door anxiously, looking around.

At this moment, the room was pulled open, and my sister rushed out.

"Great, great." Qiu Ying wept with joy, holding Yan Qitong to look him up and down.Every day, Dr. Sangzi massaged her with needles, took a bath and wiped her body. He wanted to try massage for his younger sister, but Dr. Sangzi knew that she didn't know how to do it and was not strong enough, so he didn't let her do it.And every time she saw Dr. Sangzi sweating profusely after the end, she felt a little distressed.

Seeing that her sister didn't feel any discomfort when she woke up, Qiu Ying could only thank Dr. Sangzi for his hard work in her heart.

Yan Qitong was naturally overjoyed when he saw Qiu Ying, so he grabbed her sleeves tightly behind his back and only pulled her out: "Hurry up, I want to go out for a while, is there any way for me to go to the outskirts of the city and head east in the shortest possible time?" The * Valley of Ten Miles?"

Qiu Ying didn't have time to tell her sister what happened these days, and she was a little dizzy with people around her, but she immediately realized it, and hurriedly said: "My family has a good horse with good legs."

Yan Qitong was a little silly when he heard that, a good horse is good, but she can't, she took the carriage all the way, it was because Sangzi was weak and couldn't bear any bumps, so the speed couldn't be increased.

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Qiu Ying said again: "I will, I will, you just wait here, I will go home and ride here, and then I will take you there."

Yan Qitong stopped walking immediately.She looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, and suddenly wanted to cry again.She thinks she has no sense of belonging here, and always thinks that she can come and go if she can, but she lacks a chance, so she never pays much attention to it, so she can't help being indifferent to whoever she gets along with and what she does.But not like this.When others see her, she is real; when others treat her, they are sincere.For example, the Qiu Ying in front of me happily sworn sisters with her, that means she is really kind to herself.

"I'm sorry," Yan Qitong hugged Qiu Ying and murmured.She did owe this sentence, because she didn't give reciprocally, "Thank you."

Qiu Ying thought that she had just woken up, and her heart might be fluctuating too much, and she didn't know why she felt it.But since being sisters is the friendship of this life, there is no need to say these two sentences.She smiled with tears in her eyes, patted her on the back lightly, and left in a hurry.

After Qiu Ying left, Yan Qitong stood alone in front of the door.

Everything in front of the door was illuminated by the moon in the sky.She raised her hand to look, then lowered her head to look at her own shadow.There is such a huge difference between stepping down on the heaven and earth and wandering on the road to Huangquan in a vain way, which made her feel in a trance.

Is it Mid-Autumn Festival today?

Yan Qitong raised his head again, the full moon seemed to be close in front of his eyes, and the ups and downs and shadows on it were very distinct.She knew that there was no Chang'e or laurel trees there, only endless desolation and pits left by meteorite impacts.But others don't know, and the people here don't know.

When she came back here again, was she destined to stay, but why did she stay?

Yan Qitong's mind was so confused that she almost couldn't stand still until the sound of horseshoes sounded outside the door. The sound of horseshoes resounded in the silent late night, as if the footsteps were shaking her heart.

By the way, Sangzi.Yan Qitong suddenly came back to his senses, Sangzi was still waiting for her to save him!

Because she was afraid of worries at home, Qiu Ying was cautious when going in and out of the house, and she was always afraid when going up and down the street in the middle of the night, but her sister was so anxious, she could only bite the bullet and ride alone.She was riding a white horse, which stopped in front of Sangzi's house, and just as she was about to dismount to knock on the door, Yan Qitong rushed out.

The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival seemed to be the time when Sangzi fell ill. I don't know how many days it was at this time. I'm afraid she will not be able to bear it after a long time.Think how happy she is to have someone who can ease her pain, but not be there for her at times like this.Yan Qitong struggled to climb onto the horse's back, hugged Qiu Ying's waist, and urged, "Hurry up!"

Although Qiu Ying could ride a horse, it was limited to outings. Although the horse at home was good, she had never worked so hard.But now she didn't dare to speak slowly, Yan Qitong was so anxious that her face turned pale, she could only grit her teeth, scolded lightly, put her legs on the horse's belly, and headed towards the east of the city.