After that, he raised his sword in front of him, and Feng Tianxin, who was behind Jing Yi, chuckled lightly and sneered: "How does Master Jing Yi know that these two people are the Flowing Horse Thieves?" ”

Jing Yi looked back at her and said, "Don't Miss Feng think so?" ”

Feng Qian sneered at him, "Is the master planning to make me think so?" ”

Jing Yi lightly threw the question back: "What does Miss Feng think?" ”

Feng tilted his eyes coldly, Jing Yi also lowered his eyebrows and was silent, and at this moment, a gray-clothed monk suddenly sprang out from the side of the backyard, holding an eyebrow-raising stick in his hand and sweeping towards the two, and shouted loudly: "Ahhhh ”

Feng Qian looked coldly at the monk who had changed his face during the day, but there was weakness in his feet, hands and feet, she couldn't help but sneer, and smashed the embroidered shoes on her feet into his face.

The man popped and was smashed and lay on the ground, and the two men in black ran away when they saw the crack, and fled without a trace as soon as they slipped through the smoke.

Jing Yi looked at the monk on the ground in surprise, and said helplessly: "Jing Si, what's wrong with you?" ”

——

At breakfast, there was a dull place in the temple canteen, and the guy named Jingsi who was sitting not far away was obviously not looking good.

Feng poured his heart into holding the vegetables for Liu'er, looking at his fallen face, he couldn't help but feel funny.

The woman Ying Niang peeked at Feng Qianxin and asked in a low voice, "Miss Feng, what happened?" ”

Feng's dark eyes turned, but he rarely smiled happily: "It's nothing, let's eat." ”

Until Jing Yi appeared at the door of the dining hall, the smile on Feng Qianxin's face couldn't be hung up.

She immediately hung her head to eat, and felt his gaze pass over her head and refuse to take it away, as if it were the tip of a needle, and she was looked at awkwardly.

Jing Si on the side greeted Jing Yi at the door: "Senior brother, here." ”

Jingyi bowed his head to him, raised his legs and walked towards him, Feng leaned into his hand and held the rice bowl, bowed his head and said nothing, feeling him rubbing her side, a breath of Zen incense hit her nose, and made her a little trance.

"Miss Feng, what's wrong with you?" Ying Niang saw that her expression was different, and she couldn't help but ask with concern.

Feng came back to his senses and smiled: "It's nothing, does the eldest sister still want to look for Yan'er today?" ”

Ying Niang nodded, and said resolutely on her face: "I must find her, I want to see people in life and corpses in death." ”

Feng couldn't help but be moved by her, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said, "Eldest sister, when I finish my work today, I will accompany you tomorrow." ”

Ying Niang held her hand excitedly, her eyes were slightly red, and she said, "Thank you, Miss Feng." ”

Feng tilted her head with a smile, but the little girl Liu'er tugged on her sleeve and said timidly: "Sister, where are you going?" ”

Feng looked at her little face and couldn't help but sigh, although she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, she was a beautiful embryo.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, but her eyes didn't feel swept to Jingyi, who was eating on the side, and said lightly: "Sister...... There is something very important to do. ”

——

The mountain behind Hualong Temple is relatively steep, and this mountain is called Mingyue Mountain.

Mingyue Mountain is a mountain that rises from the ground, but its shape looks like a bend of the moon from a high place, hence the name Mingyue. The mountains are full of mountains and curtains, and they are full of beautiful trees. The mountains are full of clouds and mist, and the smoke is hazy. At the beginning of the mountain road, there are two mountain stones more than 100 zhang high, like a natural gate carved by a great craftsman.

Every morning and evening, the bell rings in the temple, and the heavy and solemn sound spreads to the depths of the mountain.

Master Xuanji participates in meditation and penance, and it is indeed a good place to practice and retreat here.

Feng leaned his heart up the stone steps and walked for half an hour before walking up to the Demon Suppression Cave.

The natural grottoes are thousands of appearances, in the two grottoes, a statue of exquisite gods and Buddhas, or rough and majestic, or smiling, the demeanor is different, like the world.

There is a thatched hut under the grotto, a few inches of withered weeds in the corner of the house, a few frustrated wildflowers, Feng leaned forward and gently knocked on the door.

Soon an old voice was heard.

"Who?"

Feng Qian paused and said, "Lost people." ”

There was silence inside for a long time, the door was not opened, and it took a long time for Feng to hear the old man's voice faintly.

"Young and crazy with good and evil thoughts, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell, if the donor is lost, go again, go back."

Feng listened to his prophecy, inexplicably, a bleak helplessness, mixed with depression, slowly rose and spread in her heart.

She spoke again: "Master Xuanji, I am not a lost person, I am ...... Heartless people. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the hut for a long time, and then Feng Qian heard the footsteps gradually coming towards the door, and the wooden door creaked open.

She raised her eyes, and an old monk with white eyebrows and long beard looked at her fixedly, dressed in a slender white plain dress like an immortal, with a slight exploration and ...... in his eyes Compassion.

Feng Qian sighed slightly, and saluted him with his palms: "Can the master recognize Yi Qingchen, the owner of Yiyun Village, and Xingbai, the lamp-making craftsman?" ”

Xuanji raised his eyes and stared at the phoenix in front of him, a pair of eyes that understood the world - as wise and profound as the Buddha.

"It turns out that you are the one who has no heart."

Feng Qianxin nodded, but his hand gradually tightened, and the uneasiness in his heart became wider and bigger, spreading from the tip of his heart to his limbs.

Xuanji asked her, "Are you looking for me for immortality?" ”

"Yes, I want to know the whole truth of the matter."

"The Truth ......"

Xuanji seemed to sigh, raised his legs and walked out, sat down on the stone steps that winded to the bottom of the mountain, beckoned to Feng, and said, "Girl, come and do it." ”

Feng poured his heart involuntarily walked to his side, and also sat on the ground, as if all the guards and disguises in his heart were removed, and his eyes fell on the stone steps that he walked to the bottom of the mountain, which was a stone step with no end in sight.

"This earthly man is greedy, and he is reluctant to have the glory and wealth he has now, so he has the luxury of having thousands of long years. However, where in this world can there be such an elixir? ”

Feng Tianxin chuckled in her heart, even her voice trembled slightly, and there was a trace of nervousness that could not be concealed, she asked: "Yi Qingchen was not a cultivator back then, didn't he practice an elixir for immortality?" And let Xingbai make a lamp for him? ”

"You mean the Gen Dog Lifting the Moon Lantern?"

"That's right, it's that lamp that hides the secret of elixir immortality."

Master Xuanji smiled wisely, shook his head, and sighed lightly: "The world, ......"

Feng Qian looked at him and became even more nervous, and said, "Master, is that elixir fake?" ”

"That elixir is real." Xuanji suddenly spoke, and the tension in Feng Qianxin's heart gradually fell, and then he raised it with his words: "Although I saw him make the pill with my own eyes, but the effect of the medicine is unknown, Yi Qingchen is proud, and he uses his brains to hide it, after all, no one has eaten it, and if he tries it, I don't know what the medicine will look like?" ”

Feng couldn't help but be nervous, in this way, hasn't Forgotten Chen been looking for an ethereal thing, if it is not as spiritual as the legend, his poisonous ......

"So where is it hidden?" Feng Qian raised his eyes and asked, he also had a glimmer of hope for it in his heart, it was better than nothing......

Master Xuanji looked at her, pity in his eyes, and sighed: "Xingbai is a lamp-making ghost craftsman, and he is ingenious, so he won't get it so easily." ”

Feng Tingxin has a lot of experience in this, and she has also been tricked by the aroma of the soul, but she suddenly remembered that when Mu Luoyi was dying, he said that it would take a guide to turn on the Gen Dog Moon Lantern, but unfortunately he didn't finish speaking, so he went with Xingzijin.

"It takes a special touch to start lifting the moon lantern from the Gen dog." Feng Qianxin's voice was faint, and the conjecture in his heart came to his heart more and more strongly.

"Not bad." Xuanji looked at her, and the exploration in his eyes became more and more obvious: "It requires the blood of an unintentional person, that is, the living dead, but that person must die for love, and he must be born for love, girl, did you make a contract with the soul envoy in the first place?" ”

Any dull pain in this world was not enough to describe the pain of Feng Qianxin's heart at this time, her heart seemed to have been repeatedly stabbed by a knife in a hundred holes, and the pain was incomparable......

What's even more painful is deception, being deceived and used by the person she loves the most, and she actually let her play and play with her like a fool, her so-called love is just a duckweed in his eyes, a piece of waste bone, and it is not a pity to use it.

Feng Qianxin couldn't help laughing, the bloody hole in her heart, gurgling out with blood, Feng Tingxin even felt that it would be nice if she had shed all the blood at this time.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Xuanji frowned and looked at her.

Feng Qian smiled so hard that her body trembled, and tears flowed down her eyes with laughter, she said: "I did make a contract with the soul messenger, I used my eternal reincarnation opportunity in exchange for a thousand-year-old pearl, I was able to survive, and I got a soul bottle, I also thought that I would get a love, a love that will not swerve until death, and I naively tried my best to collect love souls......"

Feng Qianxin was still laughing, she felt that she was the funniest joke in the world, a person who even she thought was a laughing stock, laughed for a long time, and the fog finally swelled in those dead gray eyes, and large tears slipped down and fell on her hands, blown by the wind in the wind, and shattered to pieces.

"Master, do you know how I died?" Feng poured into staring at the endless crying at his feet, a strange smile on his lips, if he was compassionate, if he laughed at himself, he brought a kind of heartbreak of despair.

Xuanji sighed lightly, shook his head a few times and said, "I don't know, I want to come...... It is also to die for love. ”

"When I loved him, he had a heart, I still loved him silently, and I didn't want to get his extravagant hopes, thinking about silently watching him happy, but one day, I heard that Lingxin, that is, the person in her heart was a witchcraft clan in the Western Regions, so I was worried about his safety, so I hurriedly looked for him, but I didn't expect that when I saw him, he was already unconscious, and Lingxin was about to cast a spell on him, I was very scared, so I immediately drew a knife to interrupt Lingxin's spell, but Lingxin was eaten by internal force, lost my mind, and pounced on my knife, I remember that the blood on her chest was like a falling plum, and at that time, he also opened his eyes. ”

"That person thinks you killed the Spiritual Girl?