My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

that evening.

Xia Qi realized that he had underestimated how much the people of Lingzhou yearned for the blessing lantern festival, and it was already too late.

In the early years of the Qiushui Lake Lantern Festival, monks who joined in the fun often accidentally knocked down the floating prayer lanterns, which seemed strangely unlucky.

From then on, during the Lantern Festival, except for the praying lanterns, no living people are allowed to fly over the Qiushui Lake during the Lantern Festival.

Although no magic circle inscriptions were placed to stop it, it all depends on personal self-cultivation, and no one spoiled the interest in a boring way.

In the evening, Xia Qi strolled to Luoyuji, intending to go to the ferry to borrow a boat. Along the way, he imagined the scene of talking, laughing and whispering with Qingyan in the dim and ambiguous lake and moonlight...

After a while, he couldn't even make it to the Luoyuji, and was caught in a crowd of people praying for blessings at the Linhu Ferry, unable to get out.

He was caught in the crowd, and he glanced at the crowded, shoving, laughing and clamoring crowd in a very confused way.The last time I felt submerged was when I was besieged by demonic beasts in Xiaoshan...

Vendors peddled lanterns in the gaps between the crowd, and their wandering figures showed the ease of combat experience.

But he is not allowed to use magic techniques, and he is afraid that the hand that is accustomed to using the sword will not seriously injure the people, and he will be unable to advance or retreat, as if being returned to an ordinary person by the pressure of raging and lively fireworks.

Finally squeezed into the boarding position, Xia Qi took a little effort to get his whole body in a mess, even holding on tightly to the trousers that had been dragged off by the boarding people first, he howled in shock, "What's the matter?" He couldn't help being shocked and said angrily: "It's so noisy! How can the gods hear your prayers!"

Xia Qi's voice was instantly drowned in the noise, and he was dragged and forced to board the huge boat. He squeezed out reluctantly. If he got on this boat, he didn't know when he would find the Qingyan.

Unexpectedly, the resistance of the crowd was too great, in order to avoid the force, he took a few steps back, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and he was about to fall into the water——

In the next breath, he was scooped up by people with quick eyes and hands, and landed firmly on a long and thin boat.

Xia Qi took a hasty breath, and wanted to thank the strong man for saving his life. Looking back, he saw Yu Xie holding a knife and laughing so much that he almost fell on top of the knife.

He swallowed the words of thanks: "..."

The small boat floated leisurely not far from the shore, the boat was unattractive, and the lantern was half-deadly extinguished. There was only a small table in the cabin, enough for four people at most to drink together.

Strange shabby.

The head of the great artisan refining school seems not to want to be too conspicuous in Qiushui Lake.

But he noticed that there was an enchantment on the boat, and as soon as he stepped on the board, the noise around him suddenly faded away, as if he was separated from the other side, leaving only a layer of intriguing and hazy sounds.

"What a coincidence," Xia Qi saw that the time was still early, and it was not time for the Qing banquet to attend the appointment, so he poured himself a glass of wine and sat down to rest, "Speaking of which, how are the rescued children doing?"

Wen Yuxie sat down on the bow of the boat, and the flagon on the table automatically poured a glass of wine, which was delivered to her hand firmly: "The spiritual root can recover, and the rest of the trauma and shock can be healed slowly."

She paused for a while, her face was not serious, she was chatting loosely, "I will arrange them well. If they grow up and are willing to enter the Changyao, they don't have to wander around anymore. Well, the monk you brought back has no life. I'm worried, but I'm still in a coma. Elder Fu has already woken up once, and after learning that you and Senior Qing are Taoist companions, he passed out again... It seems that he won't be able to see you off in time."

"Why send it off, I'll see you later." Xia Qi was a little amused, and played with the wine glass with lowered eyes. This trip to Lingzhou had many twists and turns, but fortunately, no one involved was in danger of life.

He suddenly thought of something, "Is there any follow-up to the Shifang Pavilion?"

Before in Luoyuji, he told Liu Shi harshly that he wanted to kill him with his own hands, but the other party fled quickly.

Wen Yuxie rubbed the handle of the knife, his expression was cold: "Shifang Pavilion has repeatedly committed evil, new and old grudges, and they must be recovered one by one. However, Liu Shi retreated too hastily this time, and there may be new threats elsewhere. planning."

Xia Qi looked down at the full moonlight in the wine glass, feeling faintly worried about Xiaoshan, which is adjacent to Nanfeng.

"Xiao Qi."

Xia Qi's thoughts were interrupted by a worrying voice, and when he looked up, he saw Yu Xie's serious face: "Mr. Fu told me about the poison of your meridians, but I didn't expect you to suffer all these years..." She paused, A bit sad on the face, "I will do my best to find a solution."

He froze for a moment and laughed.He knew that because of Su Ling's relationship, Wen Yuxie always treated him as a close junior, so he accepted this kindness: "Then thank you very much...Huh? What is this?"

Wen Yuxie threw a mustard seed to him, and said with a smile: "A parting gift for the younger generation. Take it easy in the future, and don't try to explore any dangerous situations."

Xia Qi pulled it open and saw that it was a pile of spiritual materials needed for advanced consecration.

His eyes lit up, and many spiritual materials were automatically converted into market prices in his heart, and he held the heavy weight with both hands in fear.

Only now did he realize that Wen Yuxie didn't tell him about Su Ling's relationship at first because the two had their own sects and didn't want to ask for favors from him.

Wen Yuxie: "However, as the Taoist partner who is the head of Cangcheng Dynasty, he will not let anything in the world embarrass you."

Xia Qi sighed inwardly, Qing Yan's memory had not been fully recovered, he had to find a chance for a hug, and God's will for a kiss... This matter was quite embarrassing for him.

Wen Yuxie remembered something, and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "I didn't expect that the rumored Taoist couple of Qing Xianzun who was ruthless and ungrateful, who escaped marriage on the spot, was actually you."

"Which version of the storybook are you reading?" Xia Qi wiped his face, and simply gave up and pulled out a table of storybooks from the mustard seeds, "I still have a few books here, and the most exciting one is this one—— The Taoist couple of Xianzun had a strange physique. As a man, he was pregnant. He might not be tolerated by the world and disappeared. Three years later, Qing Xianzun met his old friend in a dimly lit place, and saw a child next to him, whose appearance was exactly the same as him ..."

Rao, the well-informed head of Changyao, was also extremely shocked by these words. She glanced at the shocking storybook, and then gave Xia Qi a new glance, and almost spilled the wine in the glass first.

Xia Qi guiltily avoided the other's gaze, seeing that the time was almost up, and lotus lanterns floated up in the autumn water lake one after another.

He coughed and was about to flee, but then he remembered something: "Then what, Master Wen, you see the prosperity on this shore, why don't you just sit in it and take a look? This boat... just lend it to me?"

Wen Yuxi came back to his senses, looked at Xia Qi, hesitant to speak: "The cabin is too small...it's not convenient to do anything...you said it earlier, I'm going to prepare a bigger one..."

Xia Qi fell silent, he seemed to have not only ruined his impression in the hearts of the elders, but also ruined the image of Qingyan together...

"...Let's go," Wen Yu calmly put all the scripts into her stomach, jumped to the bow, and leisurely twirled the knife with her hands behind her back. She suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I was a victim of the evil trend before. A trigram."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, then looked up.

"Disaster arises from spirit shadows."

Wen Yuxie didn't pay much attention to it, but just mentioned it casually.Yunzhang's evil troubles originated from Lingying Mountain, and this hexagram seems to mean listening to what you say, but listening to what you say for nothing.

However, as soon as these four words were uttered, she saw Xia Qi's eyes widen suddenly, and for a moment, his expression was almost sad.

I was about to take a closer look, but it disappeared in a flash, and I couldn't find it.

As night fell, the sky opened up, and the stars and lights gathered together.

Qing Yan stood by the Qiushui Lake.

The cliff here is as high as two people, with a steep drop, no boats can be moored, no lights can be placed, and there are few people.

Dots of lotus lanterns lit up in the lake one by one, and the breath of the person he was waiting for was mixed with the crowd on the other side, presumably unable to get away for a while, so he remembered the things related to the other party a few days ago.

On the night when he returned from the secret realm, he expected that Xia Qi, who had been exhausted too much, would fall asleep again, so he went to visit him.

He picked up the two boots that were wobbly and far apart and put them beside the bed before going to help Xia Qi change and tuck in the quilt, but this time he accidentally touched a red rope on Xia Qi's ankle.

The red rope was connected to his consciousness for no reason, and the sea of ​​consciousness flickered for a while, and he actually saw Xia Qi's dream at that time.

It was a memory of the past.

Xia Qi has just been rescued by Su Ling, a 12-year-old boy who doesn't like to talk and get close to others.

Whenever Su Ling left home to go out on the street, he would silently lie on the window edge and watch her back, sad and worried.

It wasn't until seeing Su Ling's figure returning home that he breathed a sigh of relief and quietly left the window - like a little animal that had just been adopted and was afraid of being abandoned.

Later, when he started to grow, Su Ling made some light yellow clothes for him. After putting them on, he stood tensely and stiffly in front of the mirror for a long while, happy but unbelievable, and after a while, he took them off and folded them neatly.

He treasured his clothes happily and carefully, but children are not good at hiding their thoughts, and there is always depression in their clear eyes.

After a while, he finally couldn't hold back, and asked Su Ling in a murmur, did the aunt's son like to wear light yellow in the past?

Su Ling was busy taking out the baked pancakes in a hurry, when she heard the words, she subconsciously replied: "The brat only wears white, not this color." He glanced at the dull young boy again, and took a handful of it in satisfaction. His head, "You are suitable for this color, like a small sapling... Hey, you are really too thin, eat more later..."

It turns out that he is not a replacement, he is unique and worthy of being treated differently.

Xiao Xia Qi was extremely happy, the depression in her brows and eyes was no longer there.

Qing Yan's consciousness only stayed for a moment before being ejected by the dream.

He silently looked at the sleeping Xia Qi, and then remembered that this red string was the red string that Yiheng asked him to choose as a meeting gift for Xia Qi. When it was given to Xia Qi.

By the autumn water lake, the night breeze is blowing, gently flicking the bright lotus lanterns all over the lake.

Qing Yan had a thought, how did he call Xia Qi before?

It seems that it is not called "Xiao Qi" like a junior, nor is it called "Xia Qi" by name, but...

As the sea of ​​consciousness swayed slightly, he subconsciously spoke in a low voice.

"Aqi."

There was a ray of warm night wind blowing in his ears with a familiar and long-lost whisper. Xia Qi suddenly raised his head and looked at the silver figure on the cliff, his eyes lit up.

"Bai Lan!"

Qing Yan looked down and saw Xia Qi happily waving at him on the boat under the cliff, with the boundless clear moonlight behind him.

That's right, since the two met and gave their surnames, Xia Qi was the only one who used his name.

The light of the lake is reflected by the lights all over the lake, and the waves are shining.

The night wind is gentle and the starry night is bright.

The two stood at the bow of the boat, Qing Yan did not speak, and took out something - a black and yellow sword tassel, and tied it to Xia Qi's Gap Sword with his own hands.

"I entrusted Master Wen to transform this with mustard seeds. Those who own it can store things together and share the space."

Xia Qi was taken aback, and quickly glanced at Zai Chuan, who had already been tied with the same style of blue and silver interlaced sword tassels.

Mustard seeds can be presented in any form, and most of them are easy-to-carry accessories such as rings and hairpins.The master Wen has a very ingenious mind, no matter the exquisite workmanship or the ingenious pair design, it can't help but make people's eyes shine.

Xia Qi was both surprised and delighted, and he couldn't put it down and looked at it fondly.

The effect was secondary, having something related to Qingyan, and being entrusted with the trust of sharing private property by the other party, made him surprised and excited.

However, Qing Yan didn't wait for him to speak, and put a bulging bag into his hand. Xia Qi was stunned, but he didn't expect to be surprised. When he opened it, he was dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a whole bag of spirit stones!

Lan Ling and Ziyu almost blinded him...

There are two snow crystals? !

Blue spirit is the most common barter currency among monks. The best mineral vein of Yunzhang is purple jade, and the aura contained in snow crystal is extremely mellow. It is usually used as an emergency aura source for large formations of sects. It is extremely precious, but it is only produced in centuries Lingying Mountain in front of him.

After Lingying Mountain was destroyed, Xue Jing used less and less.

Xia Qi's hands couldn't help trembling slightly: "Is this the so-called marrying into a wealthy family..."

Qingyan: "..."

As the acting head of Cangcheng, it was the first time he heard that his sect was defined in this way.

Qing Yan coughed lightly: "And this one, I ordered it in Jindu before, and I got it today."

and also?

Xia Qi held his trembling heart in constant surprise, raised his head tremblingly, but was taken aback.

Qing Yan put a set of neatly folded clothes in his hands. Lingzhou is rich in silk brocades. The material of this clothes is very good. It is smooth and cool to the touch, and the light yellow color is warm and elegant, like cutting a piece of moonlight.

The inscription Cang Ceng was engraved on the cuff, and the strokes were rugged and vigorous, and they were written by Qing Yan.

Xia Qi looked down at the clothes in his hands, and remained silent for a while.

Seeing that he was silent, Qing Yan explained: "This inscription has a certain protective effect - clothes can be used for changing and washing."

The inscription on Xia Qi's clothes was also protection, but the aura in it dissipated over the years, and the inscription also lost its effectiveness.

In fact, this kind of inscription is not very useful. In terms of self-defense effect, it is not as good as an ordinary dagger, and the meaning of blessing is more important.

And Qing Yan sent this set... the inscription carved by the other party, also carried the same wish for him to be safe as the aunt.

Qing Yan also said that this was a change of laundry.

Not a substitute.

Xia Qi was reborn, and when he learned that Qingyan had lost his memory, he thought that between the two of them, he must be the one who took the initiative and cared more about Qingyan.Even when the two of them were walking together, he relied on Qingyan to get together.

During the later get-togethers, he gradually noticed Qingyan's calm and careless care, and received heartfelt rewards tonight, only then did he clearly realize that even though Qingyan had forgotten those memories, he hadn't left too far away, and was still the same as before. The Taoist companion who is considerate and considerate to him.

Surrounded by Qing Yan's quiet concern and preference, Xia Qi was at a loss for a while and was moved.

The tips of his ears were a little red, and he couldn't find all the eloquent teeth, so he just subconsciously said, "I didn't prepare anything..."

It is rare for a Qing banquet to give gifts to others in the name of a private person, let alone a special relationship like a Taoist couple, so I prepared some more.

Seeing that Xia Qi hugged the thing tightly in his arms, he must like it, so he felt relieved.

He glanced at the two river lanterns in the cabin: "Didn't you already prepare it?"

Xia Qi was taken aback, probably Wen Yuxie brought it to play, but forgot to take it away when he left.

He hurriedly put the things in his hand carefully into the mustard seeds, brought the river lamp over, and distributed one to the Qingyan.

The two sat on the edge of the boat and put the lit river lantern into the lake.

The sound of water is clear and cold, the sky is full of lights like stars, and the sound of singing across the bank is distant and ethereal.

Xia Qi looked at the sparkling lake water, and suddenly said softly: "Bai Lan, I gave you a chance to choose last night, if you didn't choose again, then I will always be your Taoist companion."

At that time, he spoke out about his ungratefulness and ungratefulness, but Qing Yan replied that he would just move forward.

Qing Yan's eyes also fell on the same spot as him, and he replied: "En."

Xia Qi glanced at the gentle side faces of the people around him who were illuminated by the candlelight, cleared his throat, and said with a straight face: "Taoist companion is, even if the whole world stands opposite you, I will be with you forever. "

Qing Yan raised his eyes and saw that his expression was a bit solemn, but what he said was a love story full of low-quality script, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Why is the whole world standing opposite me?"

Xia Qi was stunned, the corners of Qing Yan's lips curled up in a gentle arc, and there was a starry smile in his eyes, the rare scenery of Qiushui Lake behind him suddenly faded away.

This was the first time in Qing Yan's life that she smiled at him, presumably because she was happy.

Xia Qi's heart has long been filled with boundless tenderness, he only feels that all the good things in the world are not as good as every moment spent with the people around him.

He couldn't help but be infected by joy, tilted his head and smiled: "To show off my loyalty to you."

Qing Yan was noncommittal, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Xia Qi suddenly found that the river lantern of the two of them had drifted away unknowingly, and he couldn't cheat to get it back, so he hurriedly asked Qing Yan: "Bai Lan, what do you want? Quickly pray..."

However, his heart had already been filled with the feast, and he couldn't think of anything else to ask for at the moment.

For him, the trip to Lingzhou was a good end as well as a good start.

He is no longer an indifferent demon hunter who only lives for revenge, nor is he a Taoist couple who has no love for Qing Yan after losing his emotions and desires.

Now that the sword in his hand has a new direction, and the person he likes is still by his side, it would be a bit greedy to ask for anything else.

Qing Yan looked down at He Deng and began to think seriously.

Following the previous Dao Xin, there are only the words "the common people are endless".

Now that there are people around him, he can faintly feel that there must be something as important as these few words.

Xia Qi thought that Qingyan was unexpectedly unexpected, so he remained silent.That's right, Qing Yan is powerful, and he has the ability to get what he asks for. If you want to say your wish, it is nothing more than related to the common people.

He looked at the two cuddling lamps, his eyes moved slightly, and said softly: "I wish Bolan can be healthy and healthy every year, and all wishes will come true."

As soon as the words fell, after a feast, he asked again: "Then how about yourself?"

Xia Qi smiled: "Of course I also prayed."

With a gentle smile on his lips, he slowly moved towards Qingyan and leaned on his shoulder.

Close to the warm body temperature of the person he likes, he whispered in his heart.

Bai Lan has the common people in his heart, and the avenue is paramount. I also wish that the world will be peaceful, with tens of thousands of mansions.

But I hope that in his wish, there can also be me.

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The author has something to say: the first volume is over, and the map needs to be changed~

Thank you for seeing this little friend 3

There is still a lot to learn and improve, I will keep working hard, thank you for your understanding~ I love you all!

Volume Two: Late Snow