Whether Mo Ghost can win or not actually depends on Qi Ziyuan's mood, to be honest, Mo Ghost really has no talent in chess, and occasionally Qi Ziyuan loses two games on purpose to lose to Mo Ghost.

Qi Ziyuan glanced at Mo Ghost, who was staring at the chessboard and frowning and thinking, "You seem to care about that magpie very much?"

Mo Ghost returned without raising his head: "Of course." ”

Qi Ziyuan said, "Is she the most important thing in your heart?"

Mo Ghost paused and returned: "Sort of." "If you don't count the people who are no longer there.

The last sentence Mo Ghost didn't say, because it was an eternal thorn in his heart, even if it was just mentioned on the side, it would make his heart twist.

Qi Ziyuan narrowed his eyes, covering the displeasure that flashed in his eyes, and the moment Mo Ghost finished answering, he decided that he couldn't win this game of chess, who told him to suddenly be in a bad mood now?

Half an hour later, Mo Ghost really lost the chess game, it can be said that he was killed by Qi Ziyuan without leaving a piece of armor, he should have been lost, but maybe his attention was focused on the chessboard before, and his mood now is not as bad as before.

Back in the room, Mo Ghost didn't know what to do for a while, and unconsciously touched the storage ring in his hand.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and without thinking about it, he knew that it was a sound deliberately made by Qi Ziyuan, and sure enough, the door was opened the next moment, and a bowl of clear water was placed in front of Mo Ghost.

"Taste it. Qi Ziyuan said.

Mo Ghost glared at Qi Ziyuan, picked up the chopsticks and ate them. Every time he was in a bad mood, Qi Ziyuan would cook him a bowl of noodles, or the kind of clear water noodles with no vegetables, no eggs and no seasonings, and he didn't know what it was for.

"How's it going?" Qi Ziyuan asked after Ghost Mo finished eating.

"Salty. Mo replied lightly.

Qi Ziyuan smiled: "That's good, let's go." After saying that, he picked up the empty bowl on the table and went out neatly.

Seeing that Qi Ziyuan had gone out, Mo Ghost, who had eaten a belly full of noodles, didn't want to do anything, so he simply lay on the bed and prepared to sleep.

Qi Ziyuan, who was holding an empty bowl, was about to go back to the kitchen to wash the dishes, but he didn't expect to meet Luo Zixi who came up to him.

At this moment, Luo Zixi stared at the bowl in Qi Ziyuan's hand with a look of surprise and said, "Senior brother, this is?" As he spoke, he looked at the door of Mo Ghost's room not far behind Qi Ziyuan, and suddenly realized: "I didn't expect that my junior brother is actually a virtuous type at home!"

Qi Ziyuan, who was dressed in white and cold and arrogant in front of outsiders, said that it didn't match the bowl in his hand at all, but this contrast made people feel interesting, and there was not much sense of disobedience.

Although Qi Ziyuan still wears his high-ranking mask in front of Luo Zixi, he will not hide many things, and the relationship between the two belongs to the type of mutual trust but not too close.

Facing Luo Zixi's ridicule, Qi Ziyuan was not annoyed, and replied: "Every time I cook noodles, I don't put any seasoning, but he will give me a different answer. "This is naturally Mo Ghost, except for Mo Ghost, no one can let Qi Shangxian cook it himself.

Luo Zixi raised her eyebrows and said, "He can still eat it?"

"Naturally, it can't, even if this body is realistic, it can't change the fact that it's fake. Qi Ziyuan said.

"Then why can he eat it?" Luo Zixi wondered.

"Naturally, it's because of his mood. Qi Ziyuan replied, and then didn't want to say more, looked at Luo Zixi and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I also want to come to you for a walk if it's okay, after all, Jingling Island is also a feature of the Porphyry Sect, and the Phantom Dance Bamboo is only available to you. But the affairs of the sect are complicated, and they don't give me rest. Speaking of this, Luo Zixi sighed and said, "Why don't you invite me to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

The two came to the plum tree where they often drank tea, Qi Ziyuan raised his hand and waved, and two cups of good spiritual tea appeared on the stone table.

Luo Zixi picked up the cup with satisfaction and smelled the good tea, but after taking a sip, she immediately frowned and said, "This tea...... It's all old. ”

"The tea from a hundred years ago, if it wasn't put in a Qiankun bag, it would have been impossible to drink a long time ago. Qi Ziyuan said as he drank tea without changing his face.

"......" Luo Zixi said helplessly: "No, junior brother, when did you become so unparticular? ”

Qi Ziyuan glanced at Luo Zixi, who had an exaggerated expression, and said indifferently, "It started when I owed the sect spirit stones. ”

"......" Luo Zixi was speechless for a moment, and then changed the subject: "Do you remember the last time Mo Ghost went down the mountain?"

Qi Ziyuan nodded.

"Maybe it's not as simple as we think. Luo Zixi said with a serious expression.

"How can you see it?" Qi Ziyuan was noncommittal.

"Because of the sect competition, I only sent a few outer disciples to the haunted village in advance, and I originally planned to stabilize the situation first, and then deal with it after the big competition, but just this morning I received the news, those disciples are gone, completely disappeared, and they can't even find the soul search technique. Luo Zixi said.

Qi Ziyuan frowned, took a sip of tea and said, "Can you send someone again?"

"Yes. Luo Zixi nodded and said, "However, because of the big competition, there are not many people who can be transferred, and only one monk from the middle stage of Jindan is sent over." ”

"Is there any news?" Qi Ziyuan asked.

"Nope. Luo Zixi shook her head with a heavy face.

"The situation is serious, do you want to tell Ghost Mo not to go over?" Qi Ziyuan pondered.

"No, I'm here to let Ghost Mo continue. Luo Zixi persisted.

"No, I can't. Qi Ziyuan said coldly: "Ordinary events can go, but this matter can't work, it's not that you don't know his sensitive identity." Putting down the teacup in his hand, Qi Ziyuan made a decision without hesitation.

Luo Zixi didn't flinch because of Qi Ziyuan's displeasure, he smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, I don't want to make any extraneous branches, because this time I have a hunch that things may not be so simple, so I used Mo Ghost as a fulcrum to make a divination." ”

People who cultivate the truth can more or less divination, the difference is whether they are proficient or not, although Luo Zixi's divination skills are not top-notch, but they rarely make mistakes. Generally, you can't calculate your own fortunes, and secondly, the closer you are, the easier it is to make mistakes, so Luo Zixi uses Mo Ghost as a fulcrum to calculate the good luck and evil of this incident.

Qi Ziyuan's heart sank, even if Luo Zixi didn't say it, he knew that the hexagram must be bad, otherwise he wouldn't have said it at this time.

Luo Zixi didn't wait for Qi Ziyuan to speak, and then said: "The hexagram shows that Ghost Mo is a big murderer here!"

Qi Ziyuan's eyes flashed with anger, but he suppressed it, he watched a plum blossom petal flutter down in the tea cup, rippling slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Since it is a great omen, why do you insist on letting Ghost Mo go?"