Ji Xiamo's 'illness' has been recuperated for half a month, and the case of the Criminal Department has gradually settled under Feng Lingchen's hands, and Ji Xiamo's hanging breath has also been put down.

Feng Shaojin heard that Yizhou Tianjiang was strange, and he couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, so he secretly rushed over to see the excitement. There are many affairs in Qin Yan's palace, and he can't get out of his body for a while, Ji Xia Mo is looking for fun without company, and he is so bored that he simply takes Jin Wuji out of the house alone.

has been a cat at home for half a month, and now that he has been able to see the light of day again, Ji Xiamo likes everything. Although no one is messing around, Jin Wuji is boring, but Ji Xia Mole is unrestrained, and the chatter along the way has not stopped, and it doesn't matter whether Jin Wuji is annoyed or not, whether he listens to it or not.

Jin Wuji followed behind Ji Xiamo, quietly listening to Ji Xiamo's every word, looking at Ji Xiamo who was like a little monkey with his teeth and claws, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Xu was tired of speaking, Ji Xiamo stopped, turned around and ran to a stall selling small things. Jin Wuji glanced lightly around the noisy street, his eyes lingering in a few hidden corners for a moment, and his face became a little colder.

"Brother Jin!" Ji Xia Mo beckoned Jin Wuji to come over, holding a silver ring in his hand. "Brother Jin, look, is it good-looking?"

"Yes." Nodding without any objection.

Ji Xiamo brought the ring to his finger, thought about it, and raised his head with a big smile. "Buy it for me, with your money."

Jin Wuji glanced at Ji Xiamo and paid obediently. Seeing that Jin Wuji had paid, Ji Xiamo stuffed the ring into Jin Wuji's hand, stretched out Bai Shengsheng's fingers, and smiled with a cunning face. "Put it on me, and ask for the middle finger."

Jin Wuji held the ring and stared at Ji Xiamo, and his intuition was dug by Ji Xiamo again, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, hesitantly held Ji Xiamo's left hand, and slowly put the ring on Ji Xiamo's middle finger according to Ji Xiamo's instructions.

Looking at Jin Wuji's serious side face, Ji Xiamo's heart moved slightly, and the smile on his face slowly dissipated, and the original joking mind suddenly disappeared for some reason.

When the ring was about to fall, Ji Xiamo suddenly retracted his hand like an electric shock, and the ring brushed the side of his finger, leaving a clear red mark. Jin Wuji raised his head, frowning slightly.

"Suddenly my hands are a little itchy." Ji Xia Mo smiled, took back the ring in Jin Wuji's hand and put it back in his pocket, turning around to avoid Jin Wuji's eyes. "I'm so hungry! It's been some time since I've been out, so let's go home. ”

Looking at Ji Xiamo's back, Jin Wuji always felt that there was a momentary emptiness in his chest, as if something had been missed.

Ji Xia Mo was confused, and he didn't have the heart to have fun, so he walked around the street for a while and went home.

Back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ji Xiamo was led to the living room by Aoki as soon as he entered the mansion, and in Ji Ye's main hall, there was a gorgeous woman sitting at the bottom, and four mothers-in-law in palace clothes stood behind the woman.

Seeing Ji Xia Mo come in, the lady who was talking and laughing with Ji Ye got up, bowed, and said with a smile, 'Master Horse'. Ji Xia Mo paused, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Ji Ye got up and motioned to the lady on the side and explained. "Xiao Mo, this is Aunt Liyu in the palace, who came to tailor for you today and make the wedding dress for your wedding with the princess in half a month."

Jin Wuji's hands in his sleeves, which were following Ji Xiamo, tightened, and he suddenly looked up at Ji Ye. Ji Xia Mo closed his eyes, suppressed the anger surging in his chest, raised his head again, and replaced it with a gentle and decent smile. "I didn't know that Aunt Liyu was here today, Xia Mo was rude."

"Broken, broken." Aunt Liyu smiled. "I have heard that the master of the horse is both talented and good-looking, and his appearance is extraordinary, and today the slave and maid are fortunate to finally see the real person."

"Aunt Liao praised, Xia Mo didn't dare to be." Ji Xia Mo is already good-looking, so not arrogant or impetuous, modest and polite, which makes Liyu feel a little more like it in her heart.

"Master Horse, the slave will be tailored for you, and the clothes will come out in about ten days, and then the Master will try to see if it fits."

Ji Xia Mo smiled. "In this way, it will trouble my aunt."

Over there, Ji Xiamo had a very happy conversation, Jin Wuji watched coldly, the chill in his heart was piercing, and the joints of his hands in his sleeves were even more terrifying.

After sending away Liyu and those mothers-in-law, it was already tossing until late at night, Ji Xiamo said goodbye, Ji Ye rubbed his sore arm and returned to the plum garden.

Jin Wuji followed behind Ji Xiamo in silence, looking coldly at Ji Xiamo, who did not have any image planted in the quilt, his face was as cold as frost. "Childe is really going to marry Princess Na Qingyi."

"Huh?" Ji Xiamo let go of the hand covering his face, glanced at Jin Wuji and smiled. "Or else? She is a princess, the daughter of the emperor, and in her anger, my prime minister's mansion is full of disasters. ”

Ji Xia Mo sighed and joked. "Marry and marry, marry and find a courtyard to stow, and still have food for her?"

"If you don't like it, why bother to abuse yourself!" Jin Wuji's face was gloomy, and his voice was a little sharper.

Ji Xia Mo stood up and looked at Jin Wuji who was talking fiercely with some astonishment. "Brother Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Looking coldly at Ji Xiamo's puzzled face, Jin Wuji clenched the sword in his hand, only to feel that a fierce fire was burning in his chest, which could not be suppressed, and it burned more and more.

"It's getting late, Childe should rest early." Jin Wuji clenched his fists, turned around and hurriedly walked out of Ji Xiamo's room. Jin Wuji didn't want to stay here for another moment, the breath here, the people here made him feel like a torment and torture every moment here.

"Brother Jin......" Ji Xiamo got up and chased to the door, looking at the back of Jin Wuji flying away from the plum garden, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Closing the door, Ji Xia Mo went back to the couch and lay down, looking at the candle flame dancing on the desk in a distracted manner, the empty room was filled with cold silence and lingering depression, Ji Xia Mo only felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Tossing and turning but without a trace of sleepiness, Ji Xiamo scolded secretly, forcibly dispelled the strangeness in his heart, got up and extinguished the candle, and was about to take off his coat and sleep, when suddenly a cold wind blew open the window, lifting up layers of bed tents, reflecting the hazy moonlight outside the window, which made Ji Xiamo couldn't help but shiver.

Ji Xia Mo tightened his collar, turned around and walked into the windowsill, and was about to close the window, when he suddenly felt fluctuations in the air, his face suddenly became cold, and he looked up at the courtyard.

In the deserted plum garden, a red figure was shrouded in a faint red light, and a floating leaf was dotted under his feet, suspended in the wind.

Ji Xiamo took two steps back, looked at the girl in red in the wind defensively, and put his left hand in front of him. "It's you again."

The girl looked up, a smile on her scarlet lips, and a crisp and ethereal voice seemed to come from another world. "It's good that you remember me."

Ji Xia Mo frowned, "What kind of ghost are you, why are you so entangled with the master." ”

The girl giggled, and a string of bone jade bells swayed in the wind around her waist. "My name is Bone Sparrow, how can such a lowly thing as a ghost be worthy of me?"

"No matter what you are, what do you want to do with this pestering master."

"I want to know what you are." The bone finch tilted its head, and there was confusion on its lifeless face like a doll. "Not human, not ghost, not demon or spirit, it is regarded as a dead thing, but it is blessed. If it is a living creature, why is there no living life? ”

"Nonsense! Master, I'm naturally human! Thinking of where he came from, Ji Xiamo's heart tightened, and he shouted coldly.

The bone finch intertwined its hands and raised its red lips. "What you are, I'll find out when I cut open your body and dig out your heart."

The red mist lingered on the bone finch, and the fallen leaves flew up all over the garden, whistling around the bone finch.

Ji Xiamo's eyes widened, he was afraid in his heart, he didn't see Jin Wuji coming left and right, and he was even more aggrieved in addition to being annoyed.

The bone sparrow smiled strangely, the blood color circulated in his eyes, the pale and slender fingers formed a blood mark, the blood mist dispersed, and thousands of leaves gathered to form a big mouth, and pounced towards Ji Xia Mo fiercely.

Ji Xia Mo turned sideways, his mind was white, his left hand was raised, the golden light was sheng, a golden talisman hung in his hand, and the golden light rose to form a defense, blocking the leaves.

The two were at a stalemate, and the puppets under the bed were shrouded in golden light and turbulent. Shallow fluctuations rippled behind him, and Yin Li appeared behind Ji Xia Mo in plain white.

"Yin Li?" Ji Xia Mo exclaimed.

Yin Li frowned and glanced at the bone sparrow, and opened his mouth to point. "Childe, sacrifice the talisman with the blood of the unicorn."

"Kirin blood? What's that? ”

"It's your blood, Childe!"

Ji Xiamo knew that this was not the time to ask, and when he heard Yin Li say this, he immediately bit the tip of his right finger, a drop of blood overflowed, and Ji Xiamo stretched out his fingers and flicked it. The blood beads melted into the golden light, and in an instant, the golden light vibrated greatly, and the leaves were torn apart, filling the wind. The bone finch was shaken back by the golden light for several meters, and leaned dangerously against a plum branch.

Gu Qi looked at Yin Li, annoyed in his heart, and smiled coldly. "I said, why is there such a big yin qi in this courtyard, it turns out to be an obsession formed by a charm."

Yin Li raised his hand and raised his thrush, and smiled lightly, "I thought it was something, and I dared to come to the door and smash the field so boldly, it turned out that it was just an immortal resentful spirit." ”

The bone finch looked up and laughed constantly, and the delicate and beautiful skin that did not look like a living creature gave people a kind of gloomy weirdness in this dark night, which only made people creepy.

"An informable charm dares to be so arrogant in front of me." The bone finch raised his hand, and the dense red ants crawled out from under the skirt and swarmed towards Ji Xia Mo. "But it's rare that you have practiced for nearly a thousand years, so I will deign to let you be my sustenance."

"Childe!" Yin Li's face changed and he flashed in front of Ji Xiamo, his expression was solemn, and a cold purple glow rose on his hand.

The wriggling red ants wrapped the merlin in the courtyard, and seeing that they were about to approach the window, suddenly a silver light flew out, blocking in front of Ji Xiamo and Yin Li, and the red ants that were densely gathered together were shocked out by this silver light, and then condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into frost in the sky.

A new, delicate and ornate puppet floated in front of the window, shrouded in a faint golden light, intertwined with dazzling silver, and as this silver grew more and more abundant, the golden light gradually became lighter, as if swallowed by something.

When the golden light disappeared and the silver light dispersed, a man in white who was sleeping with his eyes closed slowly levitated above the puppet.

Ji Xia Mo looked at the man in white dumbfounded, and for a while, he only saw the immortal in the Nine Heavens, hazy, and couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

The man was dressed in a gorgeous white robe, with a plain robe on his shoulders, not stained with a trace of dust, three thousand silver hairs were confused in the night wind, and the golden silk threads were intertwined with the man's body, circulating with a faint light, with a leisurely mystery.

In the silver light, the man opened his hands on his shoulders and slowly opened his eyes.

The skin is like jade, and it is handsome. Between the eyebrows is the cold ice that has melted away for thousands of years, and the reflection in the moonlight gives people an unattainable loneliness and cold dust.

The clothes are ethereal, and they are all over the world. The wide sleeves of the white robe are flying, scattering the strange fragrance of the garden. It is a kind of beauty that transcends the mortal, and is suffocating and indulgent.

The man raised his eyes to look at Ji Xiamo, like a rippling star, but he was also indifferent and affectionate, extraordinary and arrogant, giving people an unattainable lonely and cold isolation, so that people did not dare to have the slightest distraction, lest they desecrate the person in front of them.

The man turned around and looked at the bone finch in the courtyard with a cool gaze, and his voice was cold and ethereal. "A resentful spirit dares to be presumptuous in front of the deity."

Feeling the strong pressure from the man, the bone finch took a few steps back, defensive. "Who are you?"

"Thousands of years of resentment accumulate into a spirit, and after a thousand years of practice, it will be transformed into a shape, and such a filthy thing will not be tolerated by heaven and earth, and should be wiped out from the world." The man closed his eyes, a little red cinnabar loomed between his eyebrows, his silver hair flew, and the golden silk threads around his body suddenly began to intertwine.

The bone finch looked at the golden silk thread on the man's body tabooly, glanced back at Ji Xiamo, and was unwilling, turned around and turned into a cloud of blood mist, and disappeared into the darkness.

When the bone finch disappeared, the golden silk thread on the man's body stopped moving and slowly opened his eyes.

Ji Xia Mo came back to his senses in a trance, and looked at Yin Li beside him.

"Now, you, who are you?" Looking at the man suspended in the moonlight against the night wind, Ji Xiamo asked in a hesitant whisper.

The man turned around and looked at Ji Xiamo condescendingly, and Ji Xiamo, who was looking at him with indifferent and cold eyes, couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in his heart.

"The deity has been given a name by a friend, Lou Yin."