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In order to prevent Pi Xiaotian from going to the Scripture Pavilion again, Jing Liqiu pulled him back to Qing Sizhai after his evening practice and ordered a bunch of dispensable things to do.

For example, cleaning, tidying things up, etc., in short, don't let Pi Xiaotian rest.

Whoever told him to suspect Chen Endaochang, this is the end! Hum! Jing Liqiu flipped through the book in his hand, and from time to time cast a smug glance at the busy little man.

Pi Xiaotian complained at all, and did chores with ease, and his hands and feet were very neat. Jing Liqiu ordered to wipe the door, and finally it was as bright as new; Mopping the ground, the dust is not clean; The bookshelves that were sorted out were cleaned up at the end.

Jing Liqiu's shining room began to doubt Pi Xiaotian's past. Is he really that lazy?

A lazy person will never clean the room clean.

Jing Liqiu wondered, looking at Pi Xiaotian stupidly.

Pi Xiaotian held the rag in his hand, and suddenly turned around: "Why does Qingji always look at me?" ”

Jing Liqiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately picked up the book to cover his face, and no longer peeked.

After a while, Pi Xiaotian wiped the last speck of dust on the shelf, walked to the desk with a rag, and asked, "The house has been cleaned, can I leave?" ”

"Yes. But you have to tell me where you're going to go and what you're going to do. ”

"It's so late, of course I'm going back to the bedroom to rest." Pi Xiaotian was indifferent.

Jing Liqiu nodded reassuringly: "Go ahead." ”

So, Pi Xiaotian picked up the dirty water basin on the ground, Shi Shiran left, and didn't forget to look back and care when he left: "Qingsi, don't be too late, pay attention to your body." ”

What a warm reminder, a trace of guilt rose in Jing Liqiu's heart.

Pi Xiaotian came to the backyard, splashed the dirty water in the basin, washed his hands, and was about to go back to the bedroom, when suddenly there was a strange rustling sound under his feet, and then in the next second, his feet were entangled by a slender but strong long snake, and kept looking at the body and wrapping it, and finally wrapped his hands tightly together.

On closer inspection, it was not a snake, but a long hemp rope driven by mana.

"Who's ......?"

As soon as the two words of doubt came out, the hemp rope that moved like a snake went horizontally to Pi Xiaotian's mouth, and after wrapping around his head a few times, the whole face was left with his nose and could still breathe.

Pi Xiaotian's whole person was entangled in a mummy. Then a flying cloud seemed to rise under his feet, leading him out of Qingyunzhai and into the boundless night.

At this time, Jing Liqiu, who was sitting in the lobby, heard a strange and low shout outside the door, so he got up and looked out of the door, but he didn't see anything except the pitch black. Then, turn around and go back to the desk.

Half an hour passed, Jing Liqiu finally closed the book and blew the lamp and went to the bedroom.

The moment he pushed open the wooden door of the bedroom, he found that the dark room was quiet and eerie. Although Pi Xiaotian doesn't snore when he sleeps, he won't be so quiet that he doesn't even have the sound of breathing.

Jing Liqiu secretly wondered as he gently lit the candle on the table. found that Pi Xiaotian was not in bed at all.

Could it be that he went to the Scripture Pavilion again?

Jing Liqiu didn't believe it, but he stood at the door of the bedroom angrily and shouted, "Pi Xiaotian, you come out for me?" ”

Tight night, cold air.

There was no response.

"If Pi Xiaotian doesn't come out, when I find you, see if I don't punish you for cleaning the thatched house!" Jing Liqiu scolded at the dark night.

There was still no reaction in Kiyojisai.

So Jing Liqiu ran towards the Tibetan scripture building.

However, at this time, the lights of the scripture building had been turned off and the door was closed, and it was dark.

Jing Liqiu stood alone in the cold wind, looking aimlessly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart, feeling that something was very likely to happen to Pi Xiaotian.

But who would be bad for Pi Xiaotian?

After thinking about it for a long time, the only person Jing Liqiu thought of was Kuan Yushan. So he quickly chased after the men's dormitory.

In the dead of night, the men's dormitory had turned off the lights and turned off the fire. Jing Liqiu heard Kuan Yushan's snoring through the crack in the door, and then quietly left, and returned to Qing Sizhai's bedroom, where he lay on the bed and pondered.

Gradually, sleepy like a pair of warm hands, gently stroking Jing Liqiu's strong eyes, sinking into the repetitive dream mirror.

In the dream, it is the same thing again, since Jing Liqiu remembered it when he was a child, it has been repeated over and over again I don't know how many times. In the dream, Daoist Chen Endao said to Jing Liqiu that there was a sealed demon in his body, so the blood was blue; The head of the Qingyang Dao said that there was nothing in his body, and the blue blood was normal......

When dawn, Jing Liqiu opened his eyes, and his brain was blank again.

The dream that we are accustomed to is like a bowl of boiled water, which is drunk every day, tasteless, and leaves no traces.

The thin morning sunlight shines through the crack in the door and shines on the small bedroom.

Jing Liqiu looked sideways, and the bed on the opposite side was neatly made. Pi Xiaotian didn't return all night? He immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, dressed and tied, and in less than five minutes he was neatly dressed and pushed open the door.

Suddenly, a small figure stood in the doorway like a ghost.

"Little God! Where did you go last night? Jing Liqiu asked happily.

Pi Xiaotian's face was gloomy, and his eyes were stupid: "I went to the main square to practice all night." With that, he bypassed Jing Liqiu and walked into the bedroom, took off his clothes, and put on a clean one.

Jing Liqiu also turned around and entered the house, kindly reminded: "Cultivation can't be rushed, if you stay up day and night like this, your body will not be able to bear it." ”

Pi Xiaotian was listless and forced to smile: "I know." With that, he walked out the door alone, not waiting for anyone behind him.

Jing Liqiu was a little strange, he quickly caught up, put his hand on Pi Xiaotian's shoulder, and a cold air rushed into his palm: "Xiaotian, are you cold?" ”

Pi Xiaotian looked back, faint: "It's not cold." ”

Jing Liqiu couldn't help but pull Pi Xiaotian's hand, which was even more cold and piercing, like a piece of iron: "Your hands are so cold, still say it's not cold?" ”

Pi Xiaotian withdrew his hand stiffly, and said slowly while walking towards the gate of Qing Sizhai: "I'm fine, I don't need you to worry." ”

Jing Liqiu was helpless.

Along the way, the two were silent, and after arriving at the main square, they went their separate ways.

After this whole day, Jing Liqiu seemed to have a thorn stuck in his heart, always worried about whether Pi Xiaotian's cold body bones would suddenly fall. After staying up until the end of the evening and finishing the day's class practice, he rushed back to Qingsi Zhai in a hurry and found that Pi Xiaotian had honestly held a broom and cleaned up in the lobby.

The big stone hanging high in Jing Liqiu's heart finally sank. He walked over and was concerned: "Xiaotian, you have cleaned it very clean yesterday, just sweep it today." ”

"Yes." Pi Xiaotian replied coldly.

Jing Liqiu couldn't be happy, and continued to be concerned: "It's windy in the square, if you want to practice at night, just practice in the courtyard." ”

"Okay." Still lukewarm.

Jing Liqiu frowned, his face sank, his pupils condensed and stared at Pi Xiaotian for a long time, and then turned away.