This suggestion is reasonable, of course, there will be no objections to Shi'er, but what name to choose, Qiuqiu can't think of it for a while. She hadn't named the dragon. Dragons can fly in the sky and swim in the water, and receiving this kind of spirit pet is as powerful as opening a cheat. The name of the dragon must be taken as a windy and domineering one, and it will be especially envious and hateful if it is brought out in the future.

As a result, the first name that popped into his lips...... It's really domineering, and it's also in line with the characteristics of flying.

Megatron ......

Yes, Qiuqiu lowered her head silently, and said sorry to Xiaolong in her heart.

The name...... Ahem, of course it can't be used.

But I don't know if it's a bad start, and she can't think of anything in the back. No matter how you think about it, you always go around on the words might, earthquake, and sky. Whiskers? Earthquakes? Every day? What a name?

"What did you think?"

Shi'er said lightly: "After a while, when it grows up, it will be clear what kind of species it is, and it will not be too late to choose a name." ”

That's right, Qiuqiu nodded in agreement: "That's right." I don't know if it's male or female, but if it's not right. "For example, name the little girl Liangliang, and the little boy Honghong...... It's one thing for others to laugh at them, but if you create a psychological shadow for children, it's a lifelong event.

Shi'er closed the book: "Finished packing up?" ”

"Well, there's nothing to clean up." Qiuqiu took out two palm-sized Qiankun bags from his sleeves and put them in front of Shi'er: "It's all your things, fortunately, I have put them away before the fire broke out on the mountain, or let the fire burn out, and give it back to you." ”

Shi'er shook her head: "You can keep it for me, I still have a lot of things recently, which is inconvenient." ”

Qiuqiu didn't push back and forth with him anymore, anyway, she and Shi'er had always been indistinguishable from each other. Stuff is the same to whoever puts it.

Shi'er continued to read, and Qiuqiu leaned beside him in a daze.

She was carefree in Xiuyuan Mountain - Senior Brother Jinghai was very good to her, but Qiuqiu inquired with Elder Huang, and Senior Brother Jinghai was killed by a monster, and his body was not buried, so he directly burned the real fire to ashes, so as not to spread the demon poison. However, Elder Huang also told her that Jinghai was Yuxiang Zhenren's personal apprentice after all, and even if he was not valued now, Yuxiang Zhenren also ordered someone to erect a mound for him. Inside is buried Jinghai's sword and a set of clothes.

Senior Brother Jinglu heard about the previous incident, and for Jinghai's death, Qiuqiu was arrested for unknown reasons. It was closed for several days, and I suffered a lot. But seeing that she doesn't hold grudges, and wants to worship Jinghai, she appreciates her personality very much. He also said that when the weather improves, he will accompany her to the festival.

Qiuqiu touched the gold ring on his arm.

Senior Brother Jinghai is not like the others on the mountain. Just hell-bent on taking advantage of her. He took care of her and did not expect her to reciprocate.

Qiuqiu remembered saying goodbye in front of the library that day, she felt very embarrassed because she was unwilling to accept the gift, and just wanted to leave quickly.

Who knew that that farewell would be goodbye.

Just when Shi'er asked her if she had anything else to do, Qiuqiu said. I want to pay homage to Senior Brother Jinghai.

Shi'er put down the book and said, "I'll go with you tomorrow." ”

The next day, the weather was still the same, cold and cold, with heavy snowfall. The place where people are buried in Xiuyuan Mountain is on the shady slope of the mountain. There were very few people there, there was no road at all, it was all frozen in snow and ice. So it turned out that Jinglu said that he would wait for the weather to improve before going to the festival.

Shi'er stepped on the flying sword and crossed a large section of road and a mountain stream with Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu's feet are on the ground. The heart is also steady. When the body was suspended in mid-air, there was no bottom at all.

Of course, Shi'er won't throw her down. But she was just a little scared.

Shi'er put away the sword and straightened the cloak for Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu sighed, raised her head and looked, and the whole person was stunned.

She knew that this was the cemetery of Xiuyuan Mountain, but she didn't expect the cemetery to be like this.

There are many cultivators, but there are few people who ascend to immortals. Many people practice for many years, but in the end, dust returns to dust and dust to earth. These people are almost buried here, the tomb has been covered with snow, only the monument in front of the tomb still shows a small section, also covered with thick snow, looking from afar, all over the mountains, from the mountain peaks, can not see the edge, all are the shallow gray traces of the tombstone. Looking further away, it was cloudy and foggy, and it was not clear to see.

So vast, so desolate.

They are also people who once cultivated immortals and sought the Tao, but in the end they all still returned to the loess.

Maybe one day in the future, she and Master will also be buried here.

Qiuqiu is a human being in two lives, and she doesn't feel scared when she sees such a scene, she thinks, so many predecessors are buried here, I don't know if they have a grudge when they are alive? If two opponents are buried next to each other, there is knowledge under the spring, will there be any more quarrels? If he himself is buried here in the future, then he must be next to Master and Senior Sister, otherwise this place is so big, how lonely it is.

"What are you thinking?"

As soon as Shi'er asked, Qiuqiu told the truth what she thought. Even someone as calm as Shi'er inevitably said to her: "I will be cranky." ”

"How is this nonsense? We'll have this day too. ”

Shi'er took her hand and said seriously: "You should be more ambitious." Although these predecessors did not succeed, the road they traveled was not wrong, but they did not reach the end. We must go further than them along their path in order to live up to the hard work and teachings of our ancestors. ”

He rarely spoke like this, and Qiuqiu also became serious, nodding in response: "Yes, you are right." ”

Although she didn't think that she could become an immortal, she cultivated an immortal because Senior Sister Jingxin gave the family a large sum of silver, and her father sold her to the master.

Master taught her, and she learned.

Cultivating immortals is also beneficial, it is immune to all diseases, it can live for a long, long time, it can go to far places, and it can see and hear many things that the world does not know.

At least that's what Qiuqiu thought at first.

But later, she finally understood what it meant for Master to lead her into the door and practice as a person. The master told her the way, but how to take the step and what kind of path to take is up to her.

Every bit of exploration of the mysteries of heaven and earth, every bit of progress and comprehension, is a heavy tempering of the body and mind. She vaguely felt that there was no end to this road. Because no matter how long a person's life is, this universe is also vast and infinite, and this road will never come to an end.

It's just that some people go higher and farther.

Qiuqiu walked forward step by step according to what Jing Lu said. The disciples of the Jingzi generation were buried in one place. The traces here are still new, and Jinghai and several brothers who have just been killed are buried here.

Qiuqiu swept away a piece of snow in front of the tomb, took out the vegetarian fruits and wine and vegetables and laid them out one by one, put incense on them, and sprinkled wine. Since they have all come, it is not good to sacrifice Jinghai alone, and the people buried here are all fellow brothers, and they are all poisoned by monsters this time.

Qiuqiu simply swept the snow from the other graves, and also sprinkled wine to pay tribute.

Shi'er helped her sweep the snow and stood aside to watch her pour her wine. Qiuqiu was also looking up when she found that Shi'er had intentionally or unintentionally blocked the wind for her.

This person is like this, how many things he has done, but he never says it.

When I arrived at a tomb on the very edge, the stele was covered with snow, and the words were covered. Qiuqiu brushed away the floating snow above and was stunned for a moment.

She turned her head and explained to Shi'er, "She is the possessed disciple on Lotus Peak—we went down the mountain together some time ago. ”

This is Jing Fei's tomb.

But Qiuqiu saw with her own eyes that she had turned into a puddle of black sewage, and this grave was only a well-dressed grave.

Although the relationship between the two is not very good, even if they don't become friends, they are still acquaintances. When we first met, Jing Fei was so lively and straightforward, but now Jing Fei is just two cold words on the tombstone.

Shi'er knew that Qiuqiu was soft-hearted, and for cultivators, this was not good. The heart is too soft, there are too many entanglements, and it is easy to be confused by external objects. But Shi'er looks at her everywhere and thinks it's good, and there's nothing bad about it.

She must have sighed again.

Shi'er took two steps to the side, giving her a quiet and independent space.

Qiuqiu took out the preserved fruit and picked a few and piled them in front of Jingfei's tomb.

"You've always liked to eat this kind of preserved fruit, so I said I wanted to give you a pack...... Now it's up to you to eat it. ”

When she patted her clothes and stood up, she saw Shi'er standing not far away.

The snow is thick, and Qiuqiu is short, so it is very difficult to walk in the snow.

When she was still a few steps away, Shi'er turned over and held out his hand to her.

Qiuqiu took his hand and borrowed strength, took the last two steps, and stood beside him.

"What are you doing here?"

Shi'er pointed to the tombstone in front of him: "Look. ”

Qiuqiu looked at the tombstone he was pointing to with some confusion.

The stele should be some years old, and the words on it are a little eroded. It's an unfamiliar name, the Ming character generation, that is the master's master's generation.

But what's there to see about it?

Shi'er knew that she was sloppy, and her fingertips moved slightly.

Qiuqiu's gaze followed his fingertips.

Ah, Qiuqiu opened her mouth slightly, looking at that place and couldn't take her eyes off it.

There's a little lonely goose carved there.

The appearance of this goose is not unfamiliar with Qiuqiu, and it is exactly the same as the one engraved on the painting scroll and pen case.

"This ......"

Qiuqiu's first impression was that the person buried in the grave was the person who painted? Then she thought, no, if it was that person who was buried, who would be able to engrave his tombstone after he died? This is not a fasting and not a haunting.

It should be said that the person who carved the monument is likely to be the same person who painted it. The person buried in this grave should have a lot to do with him.

This is really a mountain and a water, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Qiuqiu didn't expect that just to sweep the tomb would make such an unexpected discovery here.

PS: There are a lot of things to do today.,I can only change it.。。 Let's see if we can add a change tomorrow.

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