A drizzle of rain drifted in the sky, diluting the fog that lingered in Sangui Village. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Wu Xi followed Cui Minghan to the wheat field outside the village, and for some reason, her mood suddenly became clear and translucent like the fresh air around her.

"Director, do you want to know what's going on? It's a bit more complicated, but here's ......"

"Wu Xi," Cui Minghan interrupted her, "I'm not interested in what just happened. ”

"What about you?"

Cui Minghan smiled faintly: "I want to know that you must have another thrilling experience now, but this experience is impossible for me to spend with you no matter how hard I try." Wu Xi: Do you know? Every time I think about it, I feel particularly helpless. Growing up, I thought that there was nothing in this world that I couldn't do, even if some couldn't be achieved for a while, but after the accumulation of time and experience, there was always hope to achieve it. But only with you, I lost. ”

"Director."

"Do you remember? That night at the village chief's house, I said that I had someone I particularly wanted to care about, but when I was locked up in that house for a day and a night and couldn't get out, I suddenly realized that not everyone I was qualified to care about. ”

Is this a confession? If so, it did hit a soft spot in Wu Xi's heart. But even if she is hit, what can she do, now she is completely unready to accept the next relationship. Just as Cui Minghan was saying these subtle but touching love words, Zhu Yu's shadow once again attacked her inner fortress without warning, knocking the city she thought was impregnable.

"Director, I don't think there's a ...... between us yet"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was slapped on the back. The fifth master jumped out of the wheat field and stuck out his tongue at her with a hippie smile: "Start, Tingting." ”

"Fifth Master, you seem to be in a good mood today." Wu Xi was suddenly a little glad that the fifth master interrupted the words she was about to blurt out.

"Of course, those people were blown apart, broken into pieces, and never came back."

"You saw it all?"

"Hehe, do you think I'm going to listen to you and stay in the house? Oh, yes," he smiled suddenly, and scratched his index finger across his face a few times, "I also saw that man kiss you, shame, shame." After saying that, he jumped into the field, leaving Wu Xi, who was stunned, standing there stiffly.

"Not really." Wu Xi finally reacted and turned his head to explain the truth of the matter to Cui Minghan, but found that there was no one behind him, and Cui Minghan didn't know when to leave. "****," she scolded in her heart, "I am obviously a victim, why do I act as if I have done something wrong." Having said that, she still walked back to the village quickly, wanting to find Cui Minghan and explain the matter clearly, although she didn't like him, but she couldn't be misunderstood with Xu Xing. But Wu Xi searched around the crowd and didn't find Cui Minghan. Helpless, she had no choice but to pull Ding Ding over: "Where did Director Cui go?" Didn't come back? ”

"Is there a conflict between the two of you," Ding Ding said in a mysterious whisper, "Director Cui came back from outside alone just now, his face was pale, and he left alone after he told us that he didn't go with the car." ”

"Hey, it's so unlucky, how could it be so coincidental?" Wu Xi looked depressed and grabbed his hair messily with his hands.

"Xixi, in my experience, if there is any misunderstanding between these two people, they must be made clear as soon as possible, and don't leave any knots in each other's hearts, which will hurt their feelings. Director Cui shouldn't have gone far yet, it's too late for you to chase after him now. ”

"Forget it," Wu Xi looked at the entrance of the village, "That's fine." ”

"What's good, you don't want the golden turtle you have in your hand?"

"Jin, you're big, the car is coming, let's go."

Wu Xi took a nap when she got into the car, she was so tired that she urgently needed to rest, both physically and mentally. When she woke up, she found that Xu Xing beside her was holding the crystal clear jade flute and looking at it. Wu Xi leaned over: "Director, tell me, how did this flute get into your hands?" ”

"Just woke up and started interviewing me?" Xu Xing sighed softly, "Qingyu is very smart, and it took me a lot of work to find him. When he found me that day, he hid himself underground and couldn't find my body. He has an Achilles' heel, though. ”

"Flute." Wu Xi muttered.

"That's right, that flute was not in Qingyu's hands, but was brought back to the palace by Li Jilong after his death, and according to historical records, it was placed in the museum in City D."

"How did you get the stuff in the museum?" Wu Xi looked at Xu Xing in surprise.

"I naturally have a way."

"You won't be ......"

"It's borrowed," Xu Xing looked at Wu Xi categorically and said, "Anyway, this thing is still there, it's better to take it out and exert some residual heat." ”

"Okay, borrow it, and then what?"

"This flute should be Qingyu's obsession, so he set up such a big game back then, just to be able to enter the palace and get it. Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, he still can't resist it. In order to get the jade flute, Qingyu did not hesitate to show his original form to fight with me. However, he was still injured by the Heavenly Escape Sword after all. Then, he transformed himself into a porcelain figure, disappeared into his many porcelain figures, and disappeared without a trace. I had to leave for a while, actually waiting by the side, hoping that he would show himself up. Sure enough, he couldn't hold back and showed up when you appeared. ”

"Me?"

"You have a deadly attraction to these youkai, you should know that very well."

"I know this, but Xu Xing, why did those porcelain people attack Qingyu?"

"After Qingyu was seriously injured by me, he was unable to suppress those porcelain people who were transformed into resentful spirits, those people already had a bitter hatred for him, plus it," Xu Xing looked down at the jade flute in his hand, "It's a magic flute, in fact, that tune is not blown by me, but it is directed by me, I always feel that there is an invisible soul living in this flute that can decide when to play what music." ”

"What is the origin of this flute?"

Legend has it that in the Spring and Autumn Period, Qin Mugong's daughter made a jade flute, attracting a phoenix, lingering in the window all day long, unwilling to leave. After the death of Langyu, the phoenix mourned for three days, and since then it has not sounded for three years, and the magic flute has disappeared. I think that's why Qingyu has to find the jade flute anyway. ”

"The blue fish is the phoenix?"

"Yes."

"It turned out to be a poor man again." Wu Xi said thoughtfully. "Qingyu, he took the trouble to get this jade flute, is it because he wants to listen to the music played by Langyu back then?"

"Perhaps."

Epilogue: In order to avoid people's eyes, Xu Xing sat one more stop than Wu Xi before getting off the bus, but as soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw a slender figure standing downstairs with his hands rubbing his hands from a distance.

"Didn't you go home first? What are you doing here? He asked, frowning.

Wu Xi waved the bag in his hand at him: "I'm afraid that those two fat people will skin me alive, so I went to the supermarket and bought a local chicken and prepared to boil the soup for a while." ”

Xu Xing's brows suddenly relaxed: "They are really like you." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Never a picky eater."

With that, he ran upstairs in three steps and two steps, leaving her alone to stand there with a puff.

"Wu Xi, do you have anyone you particularly want to care about?" The words Cui Minghan said at the wine table sounded in her head again.

Should...... I guess there is. Wu Xiwan smiled and followed Xu Xing up the stairs.

Outside the doorway, an emaciated figure looked at the two people who went upstairs one after the other, and stood for a long time. It wasn't until the sadness in his eyes finally turned into a thick hatred that he turned away.

The end of "The Urn".