My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi arrived at the gate of the garden in an instant, and vaguely recognized a familiar voice mixed in the noise.

Turning around the gate of the garden, it turned out that it was Lin Ming, the loose cultivator he and Fu Wan had rescued on the road. He was being stopped at the gate of the garden by a disciple of Chang Yao, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Disciple Chang Yao kept his face tense and didn't take a step back. When Xia Qi came over, he showed apology, heaved a sigh of relief, and explained the reason to Xia Qi.

Tonight it was his turn to be on duty at the gate of Changyao. The casual cultivator suddenly stumbled over and said he wanted to find the demon hunters Xia Qi and Fu Wan.

Chang Yao has always protected the people of Lingzhou. His disciples saw him panic-stricken and extremely anxious. There were faint blood stains under the tightly wrapped robes. He was worried that something had happened. He tried to communicate with him, but no matter what, he couldn't ask for any more information. .

This person seemed to be in an emergency and insisted on looking for the demon hunter, but his expression was in a daze and he couldn't speak.Considering that his injury is not serious and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, the disciple checked that he was not carrying any dangerous objects, so he had to bring him in.

As he approached the courtyard, Lin Ming suddenly struggled and buried his head in the courtyard. Chang Ruo valued etiquette, how could he be so rude, the disciple insisted on being polite and informed the advanced courtyard before deciding whether to let him in.

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, he was indeed the casual cultivator he had seen, but he looked like two people from a few days ago.

Practitioners do not show their age, Lin Ming is about half a hundred years old, but at this time he is in a mess, his hunched body looks a little old, his eyes are dim and wandering, and when he sees Xia Qi, they light up suddenly, as if he found a life-saving object He rushed over suddenly.

Qing Yan at the side didn't know this person, and was about to reach out to stop him, Xia Qi raised his hand to show that he was okay, and reached out to support Lin Ming who was staggering over.

His arm was clenched tightly by Lin Ming's pliers, and it was pulled to the wound. He almost yelled out, but he couldn't help but bear it because he was afraid of scaring Lin Ming, who seemed to be out of order, and asked softly, "How did you make it like this?" , what happened to you?"

But Lin Ming raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes faintly glowing with excitement and grief under the bright moonlight.

Xia Qi was stunned for a moment, only to realize that something was wrong. No matter how bad Lin Ming was, he ran into a group of one-eyed apes by mistake. He was also a monk, and he had killed monsters before. What else could scare a monk like this.

He helped Lin Ming to sit down on the stone bench. The loose robe wrapped around Lin Ming's body was slightly loosened, revealing a lot of wounds.

Xia Qi's eyes were sharp, he frowned and stamped his feet as soon as he scanned the wound, his eyes froze.

When he raised his eyes again, with helplessness on his face, he thanked the disciple Chang Yao who didn't know where he was: "It's a brother who met once on the road. If you don't get beaten, he came to me to take him in. I'll settle him out tomorrow morning. It's late at night now, I have to trouble you..."

Hearing this, Qing Yan glanced at that person, as if he didn't expect Xia Qi to have such a wide range of friends.

Although disciple Chang Yao had doubts, he didn't stop him: "As long as you know someone, it doesn't matter. If today's banquet is coming up, you should always be careful about everything."

Xia Qi watched his disciples leave, and didn't shy away from the feast. He knelt down and gave Lin Ming on the stone bench a glass of wine to warm up, and asked straightforwardly, "Why do you have injuries from the Changyao swordsmanship?"

Qing Yan was taken aback for a moment, lifted his robe a little to look, and exchanged a glance with Xia Qi.

No wonder the disciples of Chang Yao couldn't ask anything. From this point of view, Lin Ming would not believe them at all.

Hearing this, Lin Ming was so excited that he wanted to stand up suddenly, but his legs were limp, and he couldn't help his teeth trembling. He wrapped his robe tightly, as if he was extremely afraid of the cold, and seemed to remember something terrible.

He was at a loss, and couldn't help pulling Xia Qi anxiously: "Immortal! Please...save my wife and child!"

It was the first time Xia Qi heard someone address him that way, and he couldn't help showing an extremely delicate expression, but quickly restrained himself when he heard the following words: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Lin Ming had parted ways with them outside Jindu City before, and was in a hurry to go home. Five days later, he hurried back in the middle of the night, with wounds caused by Changyao swordsmanship, begging him to save his family... This is too weird up.

Maybe Xia Qi didn't seem as fierce as Fu Wan, and Lin Ming left a gentle and reliable impression. Hearing Xia Qi's warm voice talking to him, he couldn't help calming down slowly, talking about the reasons intermittently.

Lin Ming rushed home anxiously all the way, but when he opened the door, he saw that the house was shockingly messy, as if after a fierce fight, his wife and daughter had disappeared.

He hurriedly went out to find someone to ask, but suddenly found that the whole town was deserted. He searched for a long time, almost collapsed, and was suddenly attacked by some demons. He thought of his missing family members, and fought with them in a rage ...

When Lin Ming said this, his expression became agitated again, his words didn't express his meaning, he repeatedly talked about monsters, but he didn't talk about the sword wound on his body for a long time.

Xia Qi was about to ask, when he saw Qing Yan stretched out his fingers towards Lin Ming, both fingers touched Lin Ming's forehead, Lin Ming also fell silent.

Qing Yan lowered her eyes for a moment before retracting her fingers.

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, this is... Peeping at the memory?

"How about it?"

Qing Yan shook his head: "I am unconscious, and the memory I can see is chaotic and limited. I must have been in a state of instability at that time." The small town, looking around for days, and the light blue figure that appeared in a flash."

Xia Qi frowned, the light blue color was exactly the color of Chang Yao's disciple's school robes.

It turned out that Lin Ming had been looking for him for several days before he came to Changyao's residence to look for him.He must have heard him chatting with Fu Wan on the way.

But... actually pinning his hopes on the notorious demon hunter who only took him for a ride, is he hopelessly desperate...

Xia Qi was meditating, and suddenly heard Qing Yan say: "Besides the Jindu formation, the villages and towns that are disturbed by demons, Chang Yao disciples will move the people to a safe place and guard them. Yunxia Town is just in For the scope of this investigation, the Chang Yao disciples who went there had already returned the day before yesterday, so they did not report anything special."

Generally, if there is no special incident about the transfer of people due to evil, they will not be reported to Fu Leshan.

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Lin Ming who had caught a glimmer of hope and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"So, maybe his family members moved with the people in the town, and he ran into nothing when he went home, and then encountered a monster that confuses the mind, and thus started a dispute with the disciples who went to inspect?"

This can explain what Qing Yan spied on.

Qing Yan was noncommittal: "The disciples who go out to investigate are rotated, and now those disciples have been arranged to go elsewhere. It is late at night, so we have to wait until tomorrow to inquire."

Xia Qi nodded, seeing that Lin Ming had calmed down because of Qingyan's words, he thought he had to do this first.

He wanted to arrange Lin Ming to stay in Fu Wan's room for a while, but Lin Ming was so frightened that he lost his mind and was suspicious. Once he was a little far away from Xia Qi, he was so frightened that he almost whimpered: "Please let me stay in your room." ...you can sleep anywhere on the ground..."

Xia Qi was funny, and deliberately stunned: "Look at the awareness of others, a certain person, even if I move him on the bed, he will not come here condescendingly, hey..."

Qing Yan: "..." This insinuation was caught off guard.

After entering Xia Qi's room, Lin Ming sat awkwardly on a chair in the corner and huddled quietly. Xia Qi brought him tea, snacks and wound medicine, and did not stay around him anymore.

He could see that Lin Ming was relying on him, but he was still a little afraid of him.

Xia Qi walked into the inner room, saw Qing Yan frowned slightly: "You plan to arrange it like this?"

"Well, the room is spacious anyway, just let him sleep in the outer room." Xia Qi paused, and looked at Qing Yan with a meaningful smile, "Could it be possible that seeing me sleeping in the same room, my Taoist companion is jealous ?”

"Nonsense," Qing Yan shook his head helplessly, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, and you're not as sharp as usual after sleeping. His state is unclear, and it's hard to guarantee that nothing will happen before dawn."

Xia Qixin thought it was true, but the reaction of the demon hunter on the verge of life and death would not allow a casual qi refining practitioner to surprise him.However, he did not disappoint Qing Yan's carefulness, with a worried face: "Then what should I do, or..." He leaned in front of Qing Yan, and invited with a low smile, "You stay too?"

Qing Yan looked at him for a few moments, noncommittal, just walked to the desk in the inner room and sat down.

Knowing that he agreed, Xia Qi's eyes lit up, and he smiled happily.

Xia Qi placed the quilt in the outer room, noticed that Lin Ming quietly hid a few pieces of snacks in his bosom, raised his head to meet his gaze, and couldn't help but take it out again in embarrassment.

He didn't care too much: "Chef Changyao's craftsmanship is really superb, but it won't taste good if it is crushed, and there will be new ones tomorrow."

Lin Ming ate and drank hot tea, his face recovered a little bit of blood, and he became more energetic, sitting there very embarrassed: "...this snack is delicious, I have never eaten it, and I want to bring it to my daughter to try it too. taste……"

Xia Qi fell silent, these words seemed to overlap with the familiar figure in his memory, the old aunt was also like this...every time he went out to visit the market, he always brought back novelty things.

He didn't say much, just smiled: "Go to sleep, I will pack everything for you tomorrow."

Lin Ming laughed naively, and went to straighten the bedding with hands and feet.

The lights were turned off, and the room was plunged into quiet darkness.

Xia Qi lay on his side on the bed, propped his head with one hand, and coughed to Qing Yan who was not far away with his eyes closed and was about to fall into samadhi. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he coughed again.

The behavior was too pretentious, and there was a tendency not to stop until he got a response, Qing Yan looked at him.

Xia Qi smiled and patted the edge of the bed: "Come and sit here, it's soft here."

Qing Yan remained unmoved and closed his eyes silently.

Xia Qi refused to let go, put one hand on his lips as if shouting, and made his voice low and long, panicking: "Bai Lan——I have something to tell you——"

After half an hour, Qing Yan finally couldn't stand the continuous and varied harassment, walked over, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

He unhurriedly straightened the hem of his clothes, looked down at Xia Qi who was grinning after he succeeded, and was a little helpless: "What do you want to say?"

Xia Qi moved closer to Qingyan, turned over and lay on his back to look at him, and said in a low voice: "I don't think something is right, the look of panic may be confused by the magic energy of monsters and beasts, seeing hallucinations, how to explain the sword wound, he is not Xie, why did disciple Changyao beat him up for no reason?"

Lin Ming rested in the outer room, and according to his state, he probably couldn't hear the movement in the inner room, but Xia Qi deliberately lowered his voice, making it seem that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit inexplicably ambiguous.

"The heart demon illusion has not disappeared, and the monks will still enter the obstacle and die. Perhaps Lin Ming has conflicted with the controlled monks." Qing Yan glanced at the sword under Xia Qi's pillow, paused before continuing, "This It's a guess, and we won't know until we find out the situation in the town."

Sleeping with a sword on your pillow is a habit developed in a dangerous situation for a long time, so that you can quickly respond to sneak attacks in your sleep.

In Xinghui Peak, Xia Qi did not show this habit, it seems that it is a place he thinks is absolutely safe.

It's different after leaving Cangcheng.

Xia Qi responded dully.

Qing Yan's voice was low and sweet, and it rang beside the pillow in the dark, always making him very peaceful, and within a moment, sleepiness would slowly hit him, dragging his thoughts erratically.

Then the next moment, the sound of Qingyan sounded again.

"Under the flower tree before, what did you say about the agreement with one heart?"

Xia Qi froze for a moment, opened his eyes and looked at Qing Yan in a daze, only to see that there was an inexplicable seriousness in those quiet eyes.

He just remembered the words interrupted by Lin Ming's movement, and his words were full of sleepiness: "Well, I want to ask, if you still can't remember, will the agreement of one heart gradually become invalid?"

Forcibly severing the agreement, the two of them will be backlashed, after all, it took their heart and soul to swear.

But if one person's memory about the other person disappears, and the bond of unity loses its restraint, will the binding effect slowly disappear...

Although it is just a spell without any effect, it is the only connection he has with Qingyan now.

Qing Yan did not answer for a long time.

"Bai Lan?" Xia Qi didn't hear the answer, half of his drowsiness subconsciously disappeared.Qing Yan once mentioned cutting off the agreement, and that almost became a shadow that lingered in his mind.The other party reacted like this after asking, could it be that seeing that the memory can't be recovered, he gradually lost patience, "...Can I wait a little longer? I'll find another way..."

He was fully awake from sleep, a little at a loss, and was about to get up and fight again——

"Well," Qing Yan stopped his movements aloud, "You work hard too."

The worry and panic brewing in Xia Qi's chest stagnated, stuck in his chest. He looked at Qing Yan in great confusion, but saw that the other party had closed his eyes and didn't intend to respond.

...Why do these words seem familiar?