Chapter 235: Exquisite Heart
As soon as Jian Rou entered the tent, she rolled up the curtain on one side, and she could see Fang Cai's green tent from it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
The two sat down. Su Jinge did not be polite, and explained the events of last night as quickly and in detail as possible.
Jian Rou's complexion changed several times, and the last thing that remained on her face was anger. His fingers clucked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Su Qingxue is really calculating." β
Thinking of the previous reaction of the True Monarch, Su Jinge was a little puzzled. Didn't they all see Su Qinxue's plan? So he asked, "Did Jian Daoyou guess Su Qingxue's true purpose?" β
Jian Rou shook her head, stood up and said, "Su Daoyou come with me to see." β
Jian Rou walked out of the tent and stretched out her hand to point to a place outside the enchantment, "That was sent by Su Qingxue last night, saying that Xuyang Zhenjun would definitely use it." β
Su Jinge looked in the direction of her finger and could vaguely see something that looked like an ice coffin.
"There's a boy with an ice spirit root in there. There is no soul of the original spirit, and I don't know what secret method is used to keep a breath alive. Jian Rou's voice carried irrepressible disgust and anger, "Sending such a thing is simply insulting Xuyang Zhenjun." β
Su Qingxue actually found her body early and let Qin Yunqian take it!
Indeed, Qin Yunqian would not use such a body.
Su Jinge looked at the ice coffin from afar and was silent for a long time. "It's easy to do real people, he ......."
"Senior Brother Yi Xing returned to Qingyun half a month ago to deliver news, and encountered the Banished Stream Demon Halfway and unfortunately fell. Corpses....... Jian Rou paused and continued, "The corpse was taken captive by those demons, and it was not sent back to the station until yesterday. β
Speaking of this, Jian Rou remembered Yi Xingzhenren's care for Su Qingxue in the past, and the anger in her heart was even stronger. "Because I still respected her back then, she acted affectionately and righteously, and she should have gouged out my eyes."
Su Jinge was about to speak, when he saw the cyan curtain not far away lifted, and Zhenjun walked out.
Su Jinge and Jian Rou both took the conversation and walked over quickly.
Yide Zhenjun sighed softly in the direction of the ice coffin outside the enchantment, and said, "Senior Brother Xuyang is okay for the time being, if you want to visit, please come in." β
Su Jinge responded, and after saluting, he hurriedly opened the curtain and walked to the tent. Between the opening and closing of the curtain, I heard that Zhenjun said to Jian Rou behind him: "The ice coffin ......, find a place to bury it according to the wishes of Senior Brother Xuyang." β
Jian Rou answered in a low voice, and then said something, but the voice was not clear through the curtain.
In the tent, a charcoal fire was lit at some point, and the smell of medicinal dew diffused in the air was warm.
Qin Yunqian sat beside the charcoal basin with a pale face. The clothes on his body have been changed, and the plain white color is almost blending with the skin.
When Su Jinge walked in, Qin Yunqian put a cotton towel and lifted a black copper pot from the charcoal basin, and poured a line of grass fragrance into the tea bowl, "Self-planted green tea, Xiaoliu is used to drinking it." β
With the sound of clear and pleasant water, a light blue with a faint white smoke condensed from the tea bowl.
Looking at his leisure, Su Jinge almost suspected that Fang Cai and everything yesterday was an illusory dream. Thinking about it, he has been this indifferent since yesterday.
couldn't help but move in his heart, and said, "Could it be that Seventh Brother had foreseen it and prepared a countermeasure?" β
Things may not be as serious as they seem. Maybe Yi Xing real people didn't really fall.
"Not really."
In just two words, the hope that had just risen in Su Jinge's heart was dispersed. She looked at the tea bowl handed over by Qin Yunqian in a daze, "Then you ......." β
Qin Yunqian smiled calmly, "Everything has ups and downs, and death and life are common. How about rejoicing? What about a sad face? β
Su Jinge was silent. Even if this is the case, it is even more uncomfortable for him to be so natural.
The immortal path is broken, his life is about to end, and at the same time he bears the fall of his loved ones.
He is not a cold-hearted person, how can he be so peaceful.
"Didn't Xiaoliu mean to persuade me?"
Yes, if he is as decadent and sad as ordinary people, he will inevitably try his best to persuade him a few times. Why is it that now that he can think about it, he is not comfortable. Thinking of this, Su Jinge sat down, took the tea bowl, tilted his neck and drank it.
When the tense emotions relaxed, I realized that I was really thirsty.
Qin Yunqian smiled when he saw this, took the tea bowl and refilled another bowl, "Beware of the burning." β
The aroma of grass lingers between the teeth, cheeks and mouthpiece, with a faint astringency, and after the astringency, it is sweet. It seems to smell like early spring in every breath.
Taking the tea bowl again, Su Jinge breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really good tea, but I drank a bowl of it." β
Qin Yunqian said with a smile: "Tea is originally a thirst-quenching thing. β
Su Jinge shook his head, "The tea ceremony is elegant, and there are also people who have learned the way of heaven from it. β
Saying this, a burst of spiritual light suddenly flashed in Su Jinge's heart, and he looked at Qin Yunqian fixedly.
Isn't this person just giving birth to a delicate belly?! Even if it is not the nine tricks, that heart can always have a few more tricks than the wind and fall.
"Those with exquisite hearts are also extremely intelligent and have excellent understanding. But often such people have to experience more red dust calamities than ordinary people. The obsession in my heart is also heavier than ordinary people. I've also seen a few people with exquisite hearts, and they are really amazing and brilliant celebrities. It's just that they are all as obsessed as the legend, and none of those few can fly across to ascend to immortals. β
Yu Xuanji's pearl-like voice sounded from the depths of his memory, and Su Jinge's eyebrows, which had just been raised, fell back.
A person with a style like Qin Yunqian is what Yu Xuanji said about the seven exquisite tricks. Asking about the immortal path in the way of Penglai Immortal Island, I am afraid that it is not as fast as ordinary people.
Seeing a change in Su Jinge's face, Qin Yunqian spoke: "Xiao Liu, what did you think of from the tea ceremony? β
Su Jinge bit his lip, thinking that it would be better not to say it. Give hope and then break it, it is better not to give.
"Could it be that there is any way to ask the immortal gate without using a spiritual root?"
Su Jinge sighed slightly, "In front of Seventh Brother, there is no such thing as a heart and a secret. β
Qin Yunqian smiled silently.
Su Jinge took a sip of tea gently, "Seventh Brother is going back to Mingchuan?" β
Qin Yunqian shook his head and said, "I plan to stay in the Western Wilderness Residency and teach some formation methods for the rest of the time." β
Time remaining. The five words hit Su Jinge's heart lightly and heavily.
"How much longer?"
"Maybe watch a snow fall."
It's early winter, so isn't that how long?
Su Jinge's fingers tightened unconsciously.
Qin Yunqian slowly drank the tea in his hand, and said, "Little Liu, are you sorry for me?" β
Su Jinge nodded, "Mortals say that there are no regrets in life and death. The life span of a monk is far greater than that of mortals, and the experiences of monks are far more wonderful than those of mortals. Supposedly, I shouldn't be upset. After a moment of silence, he said, "If it were me, I would be able to think about it." β
It's not her who is dying. It turns out that it is much more difficult to look down on the life and death of others than to look down on oneself.
Qin Yunqian looked at her for a long time and was silent. A pair of eyes are dark and deep, and they can't distinguish the emotions in them.
The sound of boiling water from the copper kettle in the charcoal basin was the only sound.
I don't know how long time has passed, the tent curtain moved slightly, and I heard Zhenjun calling outside: "Senior Brother Xuyang? β
Qin Yunqian put down the tea bowl in his hand and raised his voice, "Senior brother, please come in." β
As soon as the curtain was lifted, Zhenjun walked in.
Su Jinge got up and saluted.
"Sit down." As soon as Zhenjun waved his hand, he said to Qin Yunqian: "Acting according to what the junior brother said, the banishing stream really shrank back." The location of the Beast Control Sect has been recovered, but there are not many people left in the Beast Control Sect. β
Qin Yunqian's face was a little solemn, "The strategy is not average, and her willingness to take advantage of the situation to retreat shows that this is a serial game." I'm afraid what she is trying to do this time is not small. β
Yide Zhenjun grabbed his hair irritably, "I knew that today, I should have slapped that demon to death with one palm." β
Before the words fell, Su Jin stood up suddenly, "As soon as I get Zhenjun and Seventh Brother, since the east and west stations are reconnected, I want to go back to the Fuguang station first." β
Qin Yunqian said: "Be careful all the way. β
Su Jinge saluted Yide Zhenjun again, confessed his guilt and hurriedly left the tent.
Yide Zhenjun frowned, "I forgot that they were sisters." β
Qin Yunqian shook his head and confessed: "Xiao Liu didn't leave in a hurry because of Senior Brother Fangcai's words. ββIt is worth Su Qingxue's such a big move, it is likely to be related to the realm seal. I won't show up on this matter, and Senior Brother Lao will discuss countermeasures with the true monarchs of all factions as soon as possible. β
As soon as Zhenjun nodded, he talked to Qin Yunqian for a while before leaving.
The water in the copper kettle boiled out a steaming white steam, and through the steam, Qin Yunqian noticed that the tea bowl that Su Jinge had used just now was empty. Reaching out to pick it up, he found that there was still residual warmth, and couldn't help laughing: "It's actually a person who is not afraid of being hot." β
It was three days later when I saw Su Jinge again. At that time, he was sitting on the futon with a book, with a purple mud tea stove beside him, a pot of tea, and a cup.
Around him, there were some monks sitting scattered around him, and they were deducing the formation with their heads bored. These people have a foundation and a golden pill. Look at the clothes on the body, but it is not only Qingyunmen's.
Qin Yunqian really taught the formation path widely, regardless of the difference in sects.
Noticing that Qin Yunqian was holding a travelogue in his hand, the corners of Su Jinge's lips were slightly surprised.
Qin Yunqian's eyes never left the book, but he said, "Just pass the time." - Xiaoliu left the battlefield? β
"I wanted to walk around the various stations, but I was too anxious. Seeing that the situation on the battlefield was still clear, he wanted to cross over. I don't want to slow it down. Su Jinge walked up to him and sat down directly, "Seventh brother didn't even look back, how do you know that I was surprised by the travelogue in your hand?" β
"Listen to the footsteps."
The three words choked all of Su Jinge's words back into his stomach, and when he opened his mouth, he found that he didn't know what to say.
Qin Yunqian smiled, put down the book in his hand, and said, "I don't know what Xiaoliu took back?" β
"You know again."
Su Jinge took out the things he brought from his shoulder bag one by one.
There weren't many things, just a few thick volumes, an incense burner, and a box of incense pills.
Su Jinge pushed those things down in front of Qin Yunqian, raised his eyes and was about to speak, but unexpectedly found a lock of white hair on his sideburns.