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"We're going back to Guzhu soon...... Ye Chonglang said, his eyes have gradually begun to fade, but the corners of his lips are still hooked with a smile, "I can't wait...... I can't marry you again......"

Then there was no more, Feng Qi was startled, and hurriedly probed Ye Chonglang's snort, and noticed that there was still a light breath, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Fang Cai really looked like a dying person who wanted to breathe but didn't blink a blind eye, what he said...... What if you can't marry her again?

Feng Qi broke the pill and gently put it into his mouth, and he didn't know if he was in a coma, whether the medicine could be melted into it, but it was obvious that Ye Chonglang's coma was too deep, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

The futon is indeed very clean, Feng Qi confirmed it again and again, and he didn't know why this haunted house could be maintained like this all year round, so he unfolded the thin quilt and covered Ye Chonglang's body, and he didn't feel at ease to check it, and then he looked at the woman in the small hall.

It's not that it's not important, but for her, Ye Chonglang is more important.

This is her senior sister, Qiao Xinguan, she used to look for her everywhere, for six years, after two years of searching, even if she knew that she was dead, she still wanted to find her soul.

In order to find her soul, she found Xunyang for the only time as a demon general, forcibly broke into her house, knelt in front of Lan Xingchun, the previous head of Xunyang, and begged him to chase her soul, but Lan Xingchun told her that those who have something to do with the devil will die innocently, and as the righteous path, they will never be entrusted by the devil's way.

She never thought that Qiao Xinguan's soul would be in Fufeng, or in such a deserted place.

Feng Qi slowly walked up to Qiao Xinguan, squatted down beside her legs, and looked up at her still sewing the shoes that seemed to never finish, this was the obsession of the revenant, she would keep repeating the last thing she did before she died, until ...... Ashes.

More than thirty years have passed, and Qiao Xinguan's soul is still in the world......

"Senior sister? Do you still recognize me? I'm Feng'er......" Feng Qi asked out loud, and wanted to lie on her lap like when she was a child, but her arm fell but it was empty, and she couldn't touch Qiao Xinguan at all.

"She's not a spirit, she's just a spirit." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the door, only to hear the door creaking, the little fox pushed the door open, and climbed over the high threshold with two paws...... Roll in.

Feng Qi twitched the corners of her mouth, she didn't want to admit that on the high slope over there just now, she was so focused on Ye Chonglang's injury that she threw away the little fox.

But she didn't admit it, but the little fox remembered, and when he got up from the ground, he gave her a blank look, and said with indignation: "Unthankful! Don't you think of me yet? ”

"If you have to say that, I remember now." Feng Qi said frankly, "But I didn't expect you to chase here." ”

The little fox glanced at it and said angrily: "Otherwise? Are you at your own perdition? ”

She has to die if she opens her mouth and closes her mouth, and she also opens her mouth and closes her mouth It is her life-saving benefactor, the demon is so careful, and she doesn't know how long she will talk about it in return.

Feng Qi simply didn't quarrel with it anymore, and asked, "You just said that she is not a soul, just a spirit?" ”

"That's right, she's just a mortal with a little cultivation, how can she stay alive for so long after she dies and turns into a soul without harming others or sucking essence?" The little fox looked at the high table, "Hug me." ”

Feng Qi picked up the little fox and sent it to the table, the little fox sat upright and continued: "But her obsession is too strong, but it is not a grudge, so ...... She became a spirit, and it is impossible to be reincarnated, but she can stay in this world for a hundred years. ”

"But she couldn't see me, and ...... Ye Chonglang can't see her? But can I see? ”

Seeing that Feng Qi was rare to be so ignorant, the little fox flicked his tail and was very proud, "Of course, you are not the person she is waiting for, so she can't see you." Ye Chonglang didn't know her, so he couldn't see her. And you can see her, because you have a deep relationship with her. ”

That's right, the origin is indeed indescribable, Qiao Xinguan's death may be the source of the beginning of all disasters, but she never regrets it.

"Who is she waiting for?" Feng Qi regretted it after asking this, in fact, she knew who Qiao Xinguan was waiting for.

The little fox also looked at her with a foolish gaze, "You don't know who she's waiting for?" ”

Feng Qi turned around and asked, "You seem to know a lot about me?" ”

"I don't really know about it." The little fox obviously wanted to cover it up, "It's just that I may know more about your little things and the ins and outs than those gossiping mortals." ”

Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, "How detailed?" ”

The little fox glanced at her, raised her paw and pointed at Qiao Xinguan, "She is your senior sister, and after you entered the gate of Fengxian Mountain, she loved you like a young sister, but she later married, married a poor and unsettled cultivator, and then ...... He's dead. ”

Feng raised his eyebrows and his heart jumped, "Then do you know who killed her?" ”

The little fox shook his head and waged his tail, "Guess? ”

Feng Qi glanced at it, it was not so simple, even her ability to press the bottom of the box was clear, then she must know the causes and consequences of her falling into the devil's path, in Fang Cai's words, it knew who Qiao Xinguan was waiting for, and it didn't know who she was killed by?

She thought that she was the only one in the world who knew the truth about the ins and outs.

"You hid her here?"

"I'm not that bored." The little fox glanced at her, rolled his big tail around his body, curled up in a ball at the corner of the table, and said: "Of course it was done by the person who killed her, but the soul is not dispersed, but it is not a terrible ghost, and it is impossible to even talk about excesses, this kind of spirit is the most difficult." Since you can't get rid of it, you naturally have to find a hidden place to hide......"

Feng Qi suddenly said angrily: "You speak with respect, it was he who killed his wife and preached, and did all the despicable and shameless things in this world, don't use those words to describe my senior sister, what is difficult, what is it that can't get rid of?!" ”

The little fox blinked, "After more than thirty years, you are still immersed in indignation, and you are still unhappy for your senior sister?" ”

This is not just grievances, not only indignation, Feng Qi's anger is a little uncontrollable, and even looking at the little fox is a little less kind, "Don't you know everything?" Then why do you want to lead me out like this? ”

The little fox's enchanting voice was slightly deep, "I thought you had forgotten, after all, it was a matter of the previous life." ”

Oh, how could you forget? Feng Qi sneered and looked at the woman who was still immersed in tranquility, she repeated the last thing she had done in her life, and she was still making shoes for him the moment before the man killed her.

The little fox trembled, and suddenly said, "Hug me." ”

Feng Qi stretched out his hand, picked it up and put it on the ground.

As soon as the little fox landed, the fluff exploded faintly, and it raised its two front paws to grab Fengqi's knees, "I mean, hug." ”

"What do you want to do?"

The little fox's pointed paws instantly burst out, nailed into her trouser legs, and roared, "I'm hurt too!" I'm cold!! ”

Feng Qi: What about the white hair of "......"? Winter hasn't come yet?

It's a little cold in the house, the sun is setting, Fufeng is warm in the day and cold at night, and it feels cool in autumn during the day, and it can drip into ice at night.

This is just a small room where the spirit is kept as it is, there is no popularity and no fire all the year round, Qiao Xinguan has been waiting here for more than thirty years, she doesn't believe that she is dead, maybe she knows, but she still doesn't admit that she is dead.

She trapped herself here, immersed in self-deception, and for more than thirty years, she was waiting for that ...... Someone who will never come back to her.

Feng Qi moved a small stool and sat beside Qiao Xinguan, picked up the little fox, rubbed its slightly hot head, and stuffed it with a pill.

The little fox curled up in Feng Qi's arms as he wished, the warm temperature came over, but he couldn't tell who was warming whom, Feng Qi turned his head to look at the position of the bed, and suddenly asked: "It's really cold in this room, Ye Chonglang is also injured, is it inconvenient for you to warm the quilt for him?" ”

"Get out."

Feng Qi smiled and didn't speak again, if he said that his mood could calm down a little in an instant, but he forgot about it...... No way.

This is just the beginning, Qiao Xinguan, her, her classmates, her family...... And that person is still glorious today, enjoying the eternal life that was exchanged for filth and meanness.

"His name is Song Huanqiu......"

Song Huanqiu was originally a poor and destitute cultivator who lived in a fixed place, in this world, the cultivator is basically a family inheritance, or also recruits protégés with foreign surnames to have the strength of the family, but there are also some small mountain gates that are secluded from the world, and there are still some scattered people like Song Huanqiu who have no door and no faction and no reliance.

Claiming to be a scattered immortal, it sounds quite high-ranking and mysterious, but in fact, he is just a homeless man in the world of cultivating immortals.

Song Huanqiu wandered around, saying that he had lived in Fengxian Mountain for a while, but in fact, it was the middle of winter, and he didn't even have a warm nest, so he was taken in by Fengxian Mountain, so he naturally met Qiao Xinguan.

Qiao Xinguan is a gentle and delicate woman, and she is kind and virtuous, no one looked down on Song Huanqiu on Fengxian Mountain back then, but Qiao Xinguan treated him not so much like a distinguished guest...... is as intimate and warm as Feng Qi and their brothers and sisters.

Song Huanqiu has no other skills, his face is middle-looking and handsome, coupled with a chivalrous demeanor, he is more graceful & suave than the decent Xianmen disciples, which naturally attracts the favor of women. And he is a wandering homeless man in his bones, when he meets Qiao Xinguan who is gentle and considerate of a woman like IKEA, the two gradually fell in love, Song Huanqiu had the idea of settling down, and Qiao Xinguan also felt that it could be trusted for life.

At that time, the master was not optimistic about Song Huanqiu, and felt that although this person had the idea of settling down, he might not be able to endure loneliness if he was used to wandering. But even his old man was moved by Song Huanqiu's sincerity, plus he felt that Qiao Xinguan was such a beautiful woman, at least that considerate and gentle was disliked by no one in the mountain gate, and he must be able to hold Song Huanqiu's heart.

Qiao Xinguan married Song Huanqiu, it was this thatched house, not far from Fengxian Mountain back then, and no one felt uneasy.