Li Jiang lay quietly on the bed, although his face was still as pale as paper, his breath had stabilized. Ji Shan breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Yu Qingyang, and saw that the other party was looking at him in surprise. Ji Shan shook his head and pointed out the door, and the two quietly withdrew.

"Master, can demonic qi really restrain demonic energy? It's still that flower demon talking nonsense, no matter how the senior brother can't help it, she can do it lightly. Also, why did the senior brother treat her differently, and why did she frequently mention Lian Yunzhu, what is it? Yuqing Yang went out and immediately expressed the doubts in his heart.

Ji Shan stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and said, "Perhaps, she is not just a flower demon!" ”

"Not a flower demon? Could it still be a flower fairy! Yu Qingyang was stunned and retorted in a low voice.

The green onion white jade finger was placed on the lake blue sleeved robe, and the two were silent all the way. If others look at it, it looks like Mao Qing is holding the flower demon and walking. However, only Mao Qing knew that the palm placed on his arm had true qi slowly sending out, supporting his already exhausted body.

The door of Qingyunguan opened, accompanied by a broken "squeak" sound. The east has been exposed to the white belly of the fish, and soon the morning sun will be full of sky. Shaman looked up, and there was a hint of carefree and cheerful like a little girl on his face.

"When I was in the heavenly court, I often looked at the clouds alone, imagining if there were people like me, looking at it, and their hearts were as calm as the sea. It's a pity that the old man always babbles in my ear, saying which scholar is going to break his life in which marriage, and which young lady is destined not to be loved in her life, and she will not be quiet for a day. I just thought, how can there be so much love and love in the world. I looked at those obsessive red lines, like the clouds, but they were very exciting. ”

Mao Qing also looked up, watching the morning glow slowly overflow from the sky, like a warm fire, driving away the darkness and coldness together. Mao Qing pulled back his arm, made a sideways salute, and said, "Mao Qing thanks the Peach Blossom Fairy for his rescue!" ”

"Peach Blossom Fairy?" Sharman giggled, crisp like a silver bell, floating back and forth at the foot of the empty mountain, making people listen to it but feel lonely for no reason. "When did you know my identity?"

"Ten years ago, when you and I played against each other. Your breath is different from that of ordinary goblins! ”

Sharman nodded knowingly.

"There are some things that can't be covered up. I remember the first time I heard this name, when I first took on a human form and followed Yue Lao to participate in the Pan Tao Club, and the fairy of Feng Tao called me like this. At that time, Yue Lao was very happy, saying that the peach branches brought from the world could bloom in heaven, and the fairy fate was so deep that it was not impossible to be called a 'fairy'! ”

Shaman stopped laughing, turned his head to look at Mao Qing, tilted his head and asked: "You say, a fairy like me who is willful and reckless, self-destroying immortals, did Yue Lao uproot that peach blossom and throw it into the dark abyss so that it will never be reborn?" ”

Mao Qing thought about it seriously and replied: "I don't know Yue Lao, but you have been in the lower realm for ten years, and the immortal qi in the inner dan has increased unabated, so I think he must be a kind and tolerant person!" ”

Sharman nodded and agreed, "Yes, he has always been so, so forgiving! ”

Mao Qing persuaded: "Since the fairy knows, then what doubts do you have, why don't you return to Heaven as soon as possible." ”

Shaman smiled helplessly: "If you don't go back this time, you can't do it." After I went to the lower realm, I proclaimed myself Neidan, and I only dealt with it as an ordinary flower demon. Now that the fairy aura is exposed, I think the old man will already know about it. I've been running away for so long, it's time to give that old man an explanation! ”

A trace of guilt flashed in Mao Qing's eyes, and he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and paused.

Shaman suddenly turned his head to look at her, with mischievous eyes in his eyes, "You are really strange, the future of the life-saving benefactor is uncertain, life and death are unknown, you are neither persuaded nor sad, but you are really a bit hard-hearted!" I suddenly regretted saving that stinky Taoist priest, why don't you make a promise? ”

Mao Qing glanced at her lightly, obviously not interested in this mention.

Sharman pursed his lips boredly, untied a brocade bag tied around his waist and handed it over. "Fang Ruofujun is dead, maybe this thing can help you resolve this catastrophe!"

He paused for a moment and reached out to take it. The slender fingers untied the bag, revealing a strand of black hair and a piece of yellow paper with the eight characters of the birthday written on it.

Shaman tugged at the somewhat messy gauze skirt, said nothing, and walked out. The glow burst out of the sky and instantly covered the entire land. Mao Qing stood in front of the door, watching Shaman walk slowly in the glow, the breeze gently blowing the long hair, and the fine yarn slightly raised, like a flying fairy.

Yu Qingyang and Ji Shan waited for a long time, but finally they were not at ease, and ran out together. The lilac Nanmu gate is glowing with a faint golden light by the sun. A man in a lake-blue robe, his long hair tied up, stood with his hands behind his back.

Yu Qingyang raised his voice and called: "Senior brother! ”

Mao Qing turned his head, and on his cold face, there was still no wind or waves, only in those slender eyes, there was a fleeting light.

Qin Xiang woke up early, only to feel that he had slept deeply and deeply all night, as if he was unconscious. Qin Xiang shook her head and said to herself helplessly: "It must have been tossed by that woman, no, I'd better hurry up and return this step, don't let her come to the door again." I'm not at home on weekdays, so it's not good if I hurt my mother! ”

"Xiang'er, Xiang'er!" A gentle and low voice sounded, Qin Xiang immediately opened the door, and saw Widow Qin holding the porridge and vegetables in one hand, so she hurriedly took it and kindly pulled Widow Qin in.

"Mother, did you sleep well last night?" Qin Xiang put the food away, served tea, and then sat next to Widow Qin and asked obediently.

Widow Qin smiled, took a sip of the teacup with one hand, and said, "Xiang'er, it's been a day since you went down the mountain, go back early, don't let your master think that you are lazy and not enterprising!" ”

Qin Xiang laid out the chopsticks and nodded obediently. "Mother, I'll go back after breakfast." After that, he added a sentence with some unease, "If that girl came back yesterday, you let her go directly to Qingyunguan to find me, don't hurt yourself!" ”

Widow Qin smiled softly: "Okay, my mother knows, you hurry up and go back after eating, I still have to go to the store to open the door, so I won't accompany you!" I left the luggage outside, remember to take it when you go! Then he got up and walked out.

Qin Xiang filled a mouthful of food and hurriedly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab his mother and send her out. But I didn't want to just touch her, and the other party called out "ah".

Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment, and asked worriedly, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" What's wrong? ”

Widow Qin's face was slightly pale, she reluctantly smiled, reached out and pushed away Qin Xiang's hand that was holding her arm, and replied, "My mother overwhelmed her arm when she slept last night, and she was a little numb. ”

Qin Xiang didn't doubt that he had him, and made a gesture to help her rub it, but Widow Qin immediately dodged it, patted him with a smile, and said, "It's just a little numb, you don't have to worry about me, go and eat!" ”

Qin Xiang didn't follow, so she had to help her out of the house. Widow Qin didn't stop it anymore, but just hid her left arm in front of her and didn't let Qin Xiang touch it again.

After Qin Xiang finished eating, she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, went out with a wooden plate, and walked to the kitchen to see Widow Qin washing a black robe with her sleeves rolled. The water in the wooden basin was scarlet, which made Widow Qin's hands even paler.

"Mother!" Qin Xiang hurriedly put the wooden plate aside, pulled the cloth towel and handed it over, and reprimanded unhappily: "Mother, aren't your arms numb?" Why are you still doing laundry here. Are there no customers in the store? ”

Widow Qin took the cloth towel and wiped her hands in a little panic, her eyes were slightly red when she looked at Qin Xiang, and she choked up and stopped talking.

Qin Xiang was startled, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to lie on Widow Qin's left arm, rubbed it gently and carefully, and asked, "Mother, are you more comfortable?" ”

Widow Qin wiped her face with a cloth towel, took Qin Xiang's hand and opened her mouth, but finally didn't say anything. Qin Xiang just lowered her head and rubbed Widow Qin's arm repeatedly, complaining from time to time: "Why is my mother so cold, I haven't seen my mother wear black clothes on weekdays, but this dress is stained with dye, how can it be red!" ”

Widow Qin said hurriedly: "Yes, this is stained by my mother's mother when she was preparing spices, just wash it, just wash it, just wash it, you, go back quickly!" ”

Maybe she was in a hurry, Widow Qin's voice was dark and hoarse, Qin Xiang was stunned when she heard it, and immediately pulled Widow Qin up and down a few times, and asked worriedly: "Mother, what's wrong with your voice, it was okay just now, it's only been a moment, why is it so dumb!" ”

Widow Qin was stunned for a moment, hurriedly pushed Qin Xiang out, and shouted impatiently: "You go back quickly, you don't have to worry about your mother's affairs!" Come on! Walk! Walk! ”

Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss. Widow Qin pulled up the cloth bag on the table and stuffed it into Qin Xiang's arms, pushing him out of the door all the way.

Qin Xiang looked at the tightly closed wooden door in a daze, and really couldn't figure out how her gentle mother's temperament had changed so much today, as if she had changed a person.

"Changed a person?" Qin Xiang was immediately taken aback by his thoughts. He suddenly remembered that Ji Wushuang had also said so yesterday, his mother was a little different, could it be that something really happened? Could it be that the person just now was really not his mother? Qin Xiang looked at the plaque above the wooden door, and a strange impulse rose in his heart.