Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Eve of the Magic Mirror—An Ascetic in the Western Regions
The quiet path in the back mountain is full of the sound of disputes between the two. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Do you really love me?" Yan Qing asked lightly, "If you really love me, you should support me!" ”
"I just don't want to see you die for nothing, I've told you so many times!" The woman in purple was starting to get impatient.
"If you love me, you should understand me, because in my heart, the safety of my Da Zhou is more important than everything! Including you! Yan Qing replied solemnly.
"You...... You think the country is more important than me! I hate you! The woman in purple slapped Yan Qing's shoulder as she spoke, of course, it was that kind of petty fight, because she just wanted to prove Yan Qing's status in her mind, and it didn't take long for her to snuggle up in Yan Qing's arms.
Yan Qing grabbed her hand, and the woman in purple raised her head and looked at Yan Qing with affection, as if she was expecting something.
"Tell me, where is the magic mirror?" The eyes of the two were staggered, maybe Yan Qing had stimulated Zi'er again, and she pushed Yan Qing away again: "You don't want to know!" ”
"If you don't want to see me live and die with this country, if you really want to be with me, then you'd better tell me about the magic mirror." Yan Qing stepped forward and stared at her, then pursed his lips and nodded, perhaps this hint broke Zi'er's thoughts.
She sighed and walked into Yan Qing: "Okay, I'll tell you." ”
The afternoon sun was even hotter, and the two sat in the shade of a tree.
"Do you know how Zi'er died? You never seem to have cared about it. The woman in purple glanced at Yan Qing.
"This ...... It's me who doesn't do it, I've never cared about it, so please be more detailed! Yan Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied with a little remorse.
"Died in that war, died in order to defend your father!" The woman in purple rubbed her eyes as she spoke, and said that she was sad again, alas!
"So, that's how you sacrificed? What happened to my father? Yan Qing shook his head and asked.
"I don't know, I've been wandering since I died, until I met an ascetic monk in the Western Regions, who was later my master." The woman in purple paused, because she wanted to see Yan Qing's concern for herself.
Yan Qing is a smart person after all, so he naturally knows what to do. He put his arm around the purple-clothed woman's shoulders and asked softly, "What about later?" ”
The woman in purple looked at Yan Qing aggrievedly: "Later, I was injured by the Yin soldiers, and I don't know how the master saved me, and he also gave me a golden body, so I regained my body." ”
Yan Qing motioned to continue, and the woman in purple continued, "Master passed on my Western Regions spells, and finally showed me a clear path. He said......"
"Say anything, just say it!" Yan Qing's urgency came up again.
"He told me to find someone I loved! Then there was a magic mirror on display, and I was sucked into it, and here we were. I saw you! I'm so happy! After speaking, he hugged Yan Qing tightly.
"Where's the Magic Mirror?" Yan Qing asked.
Maybe Yan Qing's question was too abrupt, or maybe it was too cold, in short, the woman in purple was angry by his question.
"Who else do you care about besides you Da Zhou? Who is selfish? Hum! She wanted to push Yan Qing away, but she didn't expect Yan Qing to hug her tightly.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that! Can you forgive me? ”
The woman in purple deliberately tilted her head to one side, not wanting to deal with Yan Qing. At this moment, Yan Qing suddenly held up the cheeks of the woman in purple with both hands and kissed the flaming red lips of the woman in purple affectionately.
After a long time, Yan Qing said softly, "Your master should also be in our time and space, right?" ”
"If nothing else, this world should exist! But I don't know where he is. The woman in purple replied earnestly.
"Didn't your master come from the Western Regions? Is he in the Western Regions now? Yan Qing asked puzzled.
"My master only came to the Central Plains in the year of my accident, and he should still be in the Western Regions." The woman in purple replied.
At this moment, Ling Bo and Zi'er walked over.
"Yan Qing! What are you doing? Zi'er asked angrily. Limbo deliberately avoided his head.
Yan Qing and the others suddenly felt that their actions were a little inappropriate, and immediately let go of the hand holding the woman in purple, and she was even more embarrassed to her neck.
"No, we didn't do it, it's not what you think!" Yan Qing explained to Zi'er.
"I don't listen, I don't listen, you big villain, looking for other girls behind my back, I hate you!" When Zi'er said this, she didn't know that the woman in purple was her future self and what happened to her and Yan Qing, sometimes, the bystanders were not necessarily very clear, but the authorities only understood the truth.
Zi'er turned around and ran back after speaking, Ling Bo hurriedly said: "Yan Qing, someone piled up a lot of firewood in front of my house last night, I suspect that someone is trying to kill us, so I hope you will find out about this matter." He turned around and saw that Zi'er had run away, so he took his leave: "I'm going to find my sister, so I'll leave that matter to me." Then he chased after Zi'er.
"Why don't you chase Zi'er?" The woman in purple asked deliberately.
"She's you, I don't need to go." Yan Qing replied without thinking.
"Keep talking about business, can you find your master?" Yan Qing then asked.
The woman in purple shook her head, and for some reason reminded her that she touched the flute in her pocket, which was given to her by her master.
The woman in purple suddenly shouted excitedly: "Ah! Yes, Master once asked me to call him with this flute when I was in trouble. ”
Yan Qing's eyes widened: "So...... Then blow it quickly! ”
I saw that the woman in purple didn't make a sound for a long time.
"Hey, stupid! Look at mine. Yan Qing took the flute from her hand, "Listen up!" ”
I saw Yan Qing playing the flute leisurely, but like her, she didn't make any sound.
"Look, don't talk about me now!" The woman in purple seemed a little gloating, but quickly regained her composure.
Yan Qing shook his head and sighed: "Did your master tell you anything about the mind when he gave you the flute?"
"Mental method?" The woman in purple muttered and suddenly opened her mouth wide: "I remembered? Master said at the time that this flute can only make a sound when it is blown with the heart! ”
Yan Qing puffed out his mouth and nodded, and then slowly put the flute to his mouth.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute echoed throughout the valley. But I haven't found that dervishew in the Western Regions for a long time.
Yan Qing insisted, because this was the only way for him to save Da Zhou.
The woman in purple wiped the beads of sweat from Yan Qing's forehead, and finally, a monk with a whip appeared in mid-air.
"Master! You really came, I thought you had forgotten about me, a disciple? The woman in purple shouted at the monk.
After a while, the monk fell to the ground: "You are ...... Zi'er? ”
"What do you think? I haven't changed, but you've become younger! The woman in purple replied playfully.
"I don't know what you called the poor monk across time and space?" The dervish turned to Yan Qing.
I saw Yan Qing trembling with fright, but he didn't expect this monk's face to turn into such a look, especially the bulging forehead, where the flowing blood could almost be seen, and the jaw bone was completely exposed.
"I ...... I ......" Yan Qing suddenly didn't know what he should go back to.
"If you have something to say, I still have to practice! It's okay, I'm leaving! "The ascetic character is also very anxious.
"Master, why are you so fierce, it hasn't changed for so long!" The woman in purple rolled her eyes and pretended to look at the dervish angrily, "We want to borrow your magic mirror!" ”
"What do you want a magic mirror for? Are you going to cross? The dervish asked in surprise, "But it's not in my hands now, you can stay in this world, don't think about messing around with it!" ”
"Master! If you don't give it to me, I won't recognize you as a master! The woman in purple said angrily.
The dervish was most afraid that she would be angry: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, my good apprentice, but the magic mirror is really not in my hands anymore!" ”
"Master, you lied to me! I hate you! After speaking, the woman in purple turned her back to him.
"I really didn't lie to you, but I can tell you where the magic mirror is!" The dervish stared at Yan Qing with big eyes, "You have to tell me who this boy is!" ”
"Senior Yan Qing!" Before the woman in purple could speak, he registered himself.
"What's the use of the Magic Mirror?" The dervish asked maliciously.
"No comment, love to give!" Yan Qing saw his weirdness.
"Yo throat! Still stubborn? But I like it! The painstaking monk made a good excuse: "In the hands of Wang Chongyang!" Go and ask for it yourself! The poor monk has taken his leave! ”
I saw a circle of light in the air cover the body of the ascetic in front of him, and then he disappeared without a trace.
Yan Qing handed the flute to the woman in purple: "Let's go, let's go find Wang Chongyang!" ”