The puppet was wrapped in a cloud of silver light, the gold silk lingered, and Lou Yin's translucent body was suspended in mid-air. Lou Yin stretched out his hands holding his shoulders, dressed in gorgeous white clothes, and his broad robe on his shoulders curled up three thousand silver hair, leaving a strange fragrance in the room. Lou Yin opened his eyes and looked at Ji Xiamo indifferently, his voice was cold and ethereal. "The unicorn body is the most nourishing offering vessel for ghosts and demons, although this ghost has a lowly status, it has also been cultivated for thousands of years and has received your favor."

Ji Xia Mo looked at Yin Li, indicating that he didn't understand.

Yin Li frowned slightly, as if he had doubts. "I have also heard of some spirits using spirits as tools for nourishment and offerings, but if they do so, they will bear sin and fear of heavenly damnation."

"Those ghosts and demons are only for making up, they belong to indiscriminate killing of living beings, and they are innocent of death. If the spirit willingly becomes your vessel, he is the master, you are the servant, he provides for you for a hundred years, and you protect him for a lifetime, a very fair deal. ”

Yin Li buried his head in silence, Lou Yin sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes with his hands in his sleeves. "A charm that cannot be superborn, it is a great favor for the unicorn to inherit you, and if you are too greedy, you will be punished by God."

Yin Li looked up at Ji Xiamo, was silent for a long time, and bowed his knees. "Childe is willing to cross the slave family?"

The two talked about Ji Xiamo in a daze, but they also understood seven or eight points in their hearts, seeing Yin Li's knock, Ji Xiamo's heart bulged, as if a nameless cause was buried in a trance.

"A machine spirit, harmless to you." Lou Yin spoke again, Ji Xia Mo thought for a moment and asked.

"How?"

Lou Yin opened his eyes, his glazed black eyes were still affectionate, and they were cold as if they couldn't be dissolved. "You agree, and the deity will teach you how to draw talismans."

Lou Yin raised his hand, and the intertwined golden threads on his body began to slowly wrap around, and as Lou Yin's frost-like crystal fingers moved, the golden filaments flew, gradually weaving into a complex and strange rune in the void.

Ji Xia Mo looked carefully, imitating Lou Yin's movements in his hands, as if there was some power guiding him in the haze, and burned the formation of the runes in his memory.

After the runes under Lou Yin's hands were completed, they turned into nothingness and disappeared into the puppets again, Ji Xiamo recalled the runes he had written, and turned to look at Yin Li behind him.

Yin Li closed his eyes and nodded at Ji Xiamo. "Ask Childe to cast a spell and draw a talisman."

Ji Xia Mo did not prepare cinnabar in the room, and finally had to replace it with ink according to Yin Li's method, adding red wax to the ink, and a pinch of red sand under the stone steps of the main entrance to the east.

The first time he drew a talisman was to be driven to the shelf, Ji Xiamo still hadn't even figured out his ability, and he was still a little dazed until he held the pen.

Ji Xia Mo breathed steadily, threw away distracting thoughts, and focused on the rice paper in front of him that had passed the red wax.

The brush was dipped in ink, Ji Xiamo opened his eyes again, and his momentum changed slightly, although the pen was slow but did not pause, and the runes that were originally a little hazy and vague seemed to be completely presented in front of his eyes at this time, extremely clear.

The pen stopped the talisman, Ji Xiamo never stopped, and immediately bit his fingertips, and a drop of blood condensed his fingertips and drew it from the talisman. The golden light overflowed, and the originally lifeless runes seemed to come alive in an instant, and the golden light in the room was flourishing for a while.

Yin Li was suspended in the air and wrapped in golden light, the golden runes flew out of the paper and shattered into tens of millions of pieces that lingered around Yin Li, and Yin Li's body turned into a purple in the broken runes, stabbing into Ji Xiamo's eyes. Ji Xiamo only felt a chill in his eyes, followed by tiredness all over his body.

When the room returned to calm, Ji Xiamo sat on the chair with relief, sweating profusely, panting, and the whole person seemed to have run ten kilometers, and his whole body was sore and tired.

The puppet was suspended in the air and landed in front of Ji Xiamo, and Lou Yin's voice came from the puppet. "It's good to do it the first time."

Ji Xiamo rolled his eyes and slowly stood up with his tired body. "Uncle Lou, you didn't explain in advance that there would be side effects."

"The first time you draw a talisman, it's just a backlash or a coma with all your strength, and there is no danger to your life."

"......" Ji Xia Mo

"Uncle Lou! Master, I also have a temper, if you pit me like this, believe it or not, Master hanged you at the door and whipped your corpse!! "Ji Xia Mo exploded.

It was already Yin, Ji Xia Mo knew that there was not much time and didn't dare to delay any longer, so he took out the things that had been prepared in advance from under the bed, and neatly packed the bag.

Ji Xiamo helped Jin Wuji, who was still unconscious, to the bed and carefully placed him, quietly looking at Jin Wuji's quiet side face, and was very reluctant in his heart. He didn't know what year and month it would be to meet again this time, maybe the two of them would forget about each other in this life, but Ji Xiamo understood that he was cornered, and this was his only way to live now.

He didn't know what the future would hold, what would await him on the road, but he had no choice.

He has no way to marry that princess, and there is no way to confine himself to the bottomless and dark court, he Ji Xia Mo is just a little clever ordinary person among all living beings. A small bird is not the ambition of an eagle to soar into the sky, and its happiness is the warm sunshine every morning.

"It's going to be dawn soon." The puppet lying on Ji Xiamo's shoulder suddenly spoke.

Ji Xiamo took a deep breath and held back the tears that reached his eyes, bent down and hugged Jin Wuji fiercely. Sniffing the familiar smell on Jin Wuji's body, Ji Xiamo buried his face in Jin Wuji's neck. "Brother Jin, goodbye today, goodbye to the rivers and lakes."

Letting go of Jin Wuji, Ji Xiamo swept around the familiar room again and extinguished the candle.

Walking to the door, Ji Xiamo turned his head and took a deep look at Jin Wuji on the bed, was ruthless, closed the door, and turned to leave.

Shuttling in the darkness, the past is vivid, the small plum garden carries too many memories of him and Jin Wuji, usually unconscious, but now parting, but it is full of sentimentality.

Ji Xiamo buried his head and couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

"Brother Jin, I just said don't be so nice to me usually, you don't listen......

The eyes that were crying were red and swollen, and Ji Xiamo wiped his tears out of the plum garden. Avoiding the subordinates who patrolled the night along the way, Ji Xiamo came to an empty unmanned backyard.

These days, Ji Xia Mo has already thoroughly touched all the geographical locations of the Prime Minister's Mansion, this backyard has been deserted for many years, and it is closer to the back door of the house, if you go out from here, there is a small pond outside, and it seems that there is no one in the grove within 500 meters through the small pond, I have heard that people have died in this grove, and it is very unclean at night, and few people will generally pass.

Ji Xiamo turned his head to look at the dark mansion, was silent for a long time, and suddenly knelt down, solemnly kowtowed three times, and whispered softly, "Dad!" I'm afraid you're going to die again, forgive your son's willfulness! ”

Ji Xia Mo kowtowed three times, got up and tightened the package on his body, looked up at the high wall, with a sharp look in his eyes, ran two steps forward, jumped over, stepped on the wall under his feet, supported the eaves of the wall with one hand, turned over and landed on the wall steadily.

Everyone thought that he Ji Xia Mo was powerless, but no one knew that if his Ji Xia Mo's skills rested on the rivers and lakes, he could be regarded as a second-class master.

Ji Xia Mo grew up in the army with the old man of the Long family since he was a child, and was later thrown into the special forces by the old man Long.

Ji Xiamo has a wild temperament, and the group of special forces like to clean up Ji Xiamo's thorns, at the beginning, Ji Xiamo was tossed a lot, and his nose and face were swollen all day long. Who is Ji Xia Mo? It's definitely a bear child who can't bear the loss, at the beginning, people beat him so much that his parents couldn't recognize him, he dug holes secretly for people, and used all kinds of shady tricks and shameless tricks.

Later, he was beaten a lot, and his skills became better and better, so he picked the weakest attack, until finally beat all those who had beaten him, and almost committed the wrath of the public to form a group to destroy him.

In ancient times, although there was an internal force that Ji Xia Mo could not match, Ji Xia Mo thought that if he only talked about fighting tactics, he would also be the top in the ranks, and his advantage was to be surprised.

Ji Xiamo vigilantly looked around, and jumped off the wall after making sure it was safe. The small pond shone white in the moonlight, and the old lotus of the previous year floated on the water, looking a little bleak and desolate.

Ji Xiamo carried the burden on his back, hunched over the pond carefully, and quickly drilled into the grove. It was less than three hours before dawn, and he had to get away from the Prime Minister's Mansion as much as possible, and then find a way to get out of the city.

His escape from marriage this time was undoubtedly a loud slap in the face of the royal family in front of the world, and he would be furious afterwards and wanted him.

Ji Xiamo was not worried that the emperor would be angry with the Prime Minister's Mansion, and now Sun Rui, the protector of the country, formed a party and monopolized power in the court, and Emperor Fengyuan was about to be unable to suppress it.

Qin Zhaoqin has a heavy army, Gongsun Rui has taboos, and although Ji Ye is not as good as Gongsun Rui, the power in his hands is also unshakable by Gongsun Rui. Wen has the Prime Minister's Mansion Ji Ye, and Wu has the General's Mansion Qin Zhaoqin, who has restrained Gongsun Rui very well in today's court, forming a barely balanced situation.

What's more important is the loyalty of Ji Ye and Qin Zhaoqin, these two are Emperor Fengyuan's sharp weapons to suppress Gongsun Rui, even if Emperor Fengyuan is angry, he will never break his left and right arms with his own hands at this time.

Ten thousand steps back, even if Emperor Fengyuan angered the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would never hurt Ji Ye's life.

This is a transaction, a transaction between Ji Xia Mo and Emperor Fengyuan.

Ji Ye's life is the price offered by Ji Xiamo.

Seeing Ji Xiamo's figure gradually disappearing into the woods, several black shadows gathered together from the darkness and hid in a bush of weeds.

"Find one person to follow, and the others will continue to guard, and I will go back immediately to report to my lordship." A man gave a few commands, then turned and quietly moved towards the back.

The man left the bushes and did not take two steps, when suddenly a dark shadow blocked his way. The man looked up, didn't say a word, only felt a chill on his neck, and scarlet blood flowers bloomed in front of him.

The man clutched his neck, opened his mouth and snorted, and fell to the ground weakly, his eyes wide open.

Hearing the sound, several other people came to find it, were stunned for a moment, and then drew their swords and pounced fiercely.

The black shadow moved, the cold light in his hand entered the sheath, the blood stained the water of the pond red, and several heads rolled to the ground with a gurgling face.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and several corpses that were still in an attack posture fell to the ground one after another, and several heads were scattered among the corpses, unable to distinguish who was whom.

Jin Wuji turned around, and the pale moonlight reflected on his cold and indifferent face, coating him with a layer of frost.

Silently looking at the direction in which Ji Xia Mo left, a faint melancholy rose in the depths of Jin Wuji's dark and cold eyes.

'The disputes in the rivers and lakes are not weak, and today I have no choice but to leave, he will wait for me to go to find you, and use my life to protect you for a lifetime. ’