CHAPTER XX: His Message
Touching the half-fish jade pendant on his chest, a burst of warmth came from his fingertips. In a blink of an eye, Qi Shizi has been gone for ten years.
Stumbled and left the fragrant bone shop. The night was as dark as ink, and I walked aimlessly alone.
On that day, Bai Yu smiled and asked, "Childe, you must have never loved someone, right?"
I was in a trance, and I didn't know how to speak.
The white rumor is like this, and Qi Shizi is like this. The word love is really harmful.
Now, I am very fortunate that I took the Annihilation Pill early. cut off all the miscellaneous thoughts, and pinched off the peach blossom edge that grinded people's lives.
Sitting in the clouds, I thought wildly, and before I knew it, I had come to Qidi.
Under the thousand-year-old Qi Gong tree, there are scattered silver flowers. From a distance, the tassels look like snow, stacked on top of each other in the treetops. Under the flower tree, there lies a tassel spring, the spring water is dingdong, dry and sweet.
Taking out the sharp pentagonal edges, I pointed at a pit at the bottom of the tassel. Soon, the tassel wine that had been buried in the old years was dug up.
Leaning against the strange stone by the tassel spring, he untied the faded wine rope in three or two strokes. I patted off the yellow mud seal at the mouth of the altar, removed the layers of oily paper, and the tip of my nose suddenly drilled into a thick fragrance.
The wine jar is empty, and it is becoming more and more difficult to see in front of you.
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In April, it was really lonely as snow.
Whenever there is still a place to "return to nowhere to find in the spring of long hatred", Qidi has already blown gongs and drums and is lively. The annual tassel festival is here again, and every household in Qi is picking tassel flowers, brewing wine, and worshipping the tassel god.
Take a tassel flower or two and a pound of liquor. Wash the tassel flowers, remove impurities from the petals, and place them in a clean jar. Stir, cover, seal tightly, and mix well with a long wooden spoon every two days. After 15 days of soaking, the tassel wine can be made. Qi people have a saying: Men often drink tassel wine, and walk quickly to relieve asthma and stasis.
Every year, the tassels bloom, and the happiest person is Qidi's daughter. The Qi women gathered under the tassel tree to pick the newly bloomed tassel flowers and make tassels to nourish the face of the jade.
Freshly harvested tassel flowers are soaked in high-purity white vinegar. When the color turns reddish, you can take it out and use it. Scoop out a teaspoon of water to cleanse and rejuvenate the skin, as well as detoxify and remove pollution.
Qi Min advocates tassel trees and holds tassel festivals every year. Please tassels, worship tassels, thousands of households sacrifice tassels.
Outside the palace, there is a tassel tree king, also known as Qi Gong tree. This tree is born in the crevices of mountain rocks, and the two of them can't hold each other.
It is rumored that this tree was planted by Qi Huan Gong himself. In order to celebrate the victory of the Hanging Sheep Mountain, the Duke of Qi Huan specially ordered the civil and military warriors to pour it with palace wine. Some people even say that the tassel spring is the wine that flowed out of the year.
"You're here,"
With a chuckle in my ears, I opened my eyes, still a little dazed.
But I saw Nan Ze Urushi striding towards me with a wine jug and humming a little tune.
He was dressed in a black satin skein robe with a ribbon around his waist. The curved skirt of the wave turned outward, half-covering and half-hidden at the ankle with distinct bones.
The sword eyebrows were slightly constricted, the red lips were slightly curled, and he cast his gaze tactfully, and there was an indescribable time of silence.
"Fang slept for a while, and I don't know when,"
I straightened up and patted the tassel stamens on my robe.
"It's only been a moment, you can sleep a little longer," Nan Zeqi found a slightly clean place and sat down next to me casually.
I tilted my face sideways, raised the corners of my lips and smiled: "Didn't I go to participate in the flower banquet of Yao Ji Shangxian today, why did you come back so early?"
"What's the point of going to make amends? If it weren't for the Amimon matter, I wouldn't be too lazy to move around," Nan Ze Urushi frowned, his face a little irritated, "It's better to drink with you in the mountains." β
I sneered and turned my face away, "Don't be afraid, Yao Ji Shangxian skinned you,"
"Don't talk about it, I brought a pot of Xitu wine, and I came over to taste it with you," Nan Ze Qi ripped off the wine jug and placed it on the grass. He unplugged the wooden cork and added two new glasses of wine, and the air was filled with the smell of wine.
Nan Zeqi raised his eyebrows and raised his glass to invite, "In the past, people say, 'I have a story, I have wine', but now I have wine, do you have a story?" β
I took the glass and drank it down: "Oh, what story do you want to hear?" Listening to the book building is not over yet,"
Nan Zeqi shook his head, lowered Gu Tan's waveless eyes, and smiled at me without saying a word. But for no reason, the tassel flower on his hand was rubbed over and over again.
"I don't want to talk about it today, this is for you," I threw a phantom stone over, and the stone recorded the memories of Bai Yu's life.
I've always done this to leave traces of those people in the world.
Nan Ze took the phantom stone and rubbed it again and again in the palm of his hand. A layer of jokes floated on his face, and he said improperly: "This stone is about two catties and one tael, the whole body is dark, and the light can be seen ......."
"Alright, alright, don't learn the rat spirit," I quickly interrupted.
"Yo, that's a lot of anger! The eyebrows are almost burning,"
"Don't mention it. Come, drink, I'll toast you first,"
I took my glass and drank it down.
Nanze Urushi drank the water and wine briskly, and with a slight flick of his sleeve, a snow-white thing fell out.
"Here, I brought it back from the Yaoji Flower Banquet," Nan Zeqi moved his face away, and poured himself another glass of water and wine.
The little white ball moved, and saw my gaze towards it. Hurriedly moved his small body, squeezed to my side and lay down.
"Mi...... Mituan Er......"
My hands trembled slightly, and I carefully picked up the ball. Like a feather sliding down his heart, his eyes gradually sparkled with water.
Nan Zeqi patted me on the shoulder: "It's all over, don't think about it, Mituan'er is also voluntary,"
"You can get half your life back, we're all happy for you,"
He looked at me fixedly, looking a little lonely: "Don't ...... anymore Put yourself in danger, I ...... We're all worried about you,"
"The wind is blowing,"
With strands of hair brushing against my face, I looked into the distance, the leaves on the branches rattling.
Donβt wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.
He was silent, and the mountains were empty like no one had ever come.
After a long time, he sighed: "Come, drink,"
The crow fluttered its wings and jumped onto the grass beside it.
I smoothed its feathers and grabbed it and filled it with a handful of spiritual rice. Unfolding the paper ball, the font of Meng Jiu came into view: Quickly return to the underworld.
"Go ahead, don't worry about me," he said, raising his eyes, in a casual manner.
The dusk reflected on his face, adding a little melancholy.
I bowed my head slightly to say goodbye to him, turned and disappeared into the fringed snow.
Hurried to the underworld, Meng Jiu had been waiting for a long time. Before entering, I saw her pacing back and forth in the room. When she saw me appear, she hurried over.
"There is a big deal from the Bixiang family, are you willing to do it?" She said eagerly.
"Oh?" I looked at her sideways, moved my warm lips, and smiled very coldly, "My fragrance is never too much,"
"I knew we were going to do it this time,"
Meng Jiuxiu raised his eyebrows, and his powder tongue gently spit out. Inadvertently, he licked the corners of his red lips: "A hundred years ago, the old ghost who stole incense, do you remember?" β
How can you not remember? The Netherworld Ghost King, one of the ten halls, is in charge of the Netherworld King Spring in the Ten Directions of the Underworld. Even the current Hades Monarch had to give three points when he saw him.
A hundred years ago, the Nether Ghost King came uninvited. In order to have a safe birth for the eighteenth concubine of Xinna, he forced all the incense in the incense bone store to be stored, and asked for all the incense within a hundred years.
Ever since I politely refused many times, I have been pestered by him. I dodged everywhere, but he forced me everywhere.
Twelve years ago, I went out to pick up a business. I don't know what he did to find my traces.
When I entered the execution realm, he cut off the lit incense and ended the life of his employer with his own hands.
The illusion collapsed, and I had to forcibly withdraw from the realm. The resentment was sharply gathered, and I was devoured by a strong backlash as soon as I landed. As soon as he landed, he was ambushed by the Netherworld Ghost King.
That night, in the old Nanshan Gang, he forced me to jump into the river. I swore that I would never die with this man in this life.
Anyway, after I'm healed. That old ghost has robbed me of my incense and ruined my incense bone shop. However, people do not know where they have gone.
Today, when I heard about this person, why didn't I blush.
"But, do you have news of him?"