Wind chimes shake.

Ning Yi's thoughts drifted into the distance.

There were only two people in the carriage.

The girl rested on his shoulder, the sound of even breathing sounded, and the curtain of the car sometimes flickered up, sometimes fell, and bursts of light sprinkled down.

The lark was in the carriage of the big guest, sitting with Jinglian, cinnabar, and the four of them, as if they were exchanging some experiences, but in fact, they gave up the space to themselves and the girl...... Mr. Song Que deliberately controlled the speed of the journey, and did not rush back to Lingshan, the road was very leisurely, Ning Yi could see the sunrise, sunset, and stop at some places of interest in Dongtu in the middle, and would stop for a while.

It's like a journey.

It's a journey.

Pei Yatou's mood has become very good, because of the damage to the "Soul Palace", the girl still feels sleepy from time to time, she doesn't need to beat her spirit, she can fall asleep if she wants to, and there is always a "shoulder" by her side that she can rely on.

What she has seen and heard in the past few days reminds her of ...... I didn't come to Lingshan to heal myself.

She is not a patient.

Rather, a tourist.

The spring breeze blew the bell at the corner of the eaves of the carriage, Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, raised his arm slightly, and the girl's head went with the flow, slowly slid down a short distance, and fell on his chest, he took Pei Lingsu, his fingertips swirled around his hair, the movements were delicate and gentle, and the girl in his arms rubbed his chest.

"Meow?"

The soft and delicate voice, playful and cute learned a cat meow.

The narrow eyes opened.

Pei Lingsu's sleepy eyes were hazy: "How long have I been sleeping?"

Ning Yi was serious, "Two days and one night." ”

The girl was startled, and then saw Ning Yi's evil eyes, and gave this guy a fist angrily, of course, she didn't use any force.

Ning Yi sold miserably with a bitter face, "I hurt my husband to death." ”

The girl glared, "I didn't even use my strength!"

Ning Yi smiled and asked, "Admit that I am my husband?"

Pei Lingsu gritted her teeth, knowing that she had fallen into the trap of this guy, God gave her a smart and clever head, but did not give her a pair of bright eyes that saw Ning Yi's "cunning face" clearly, and sometimes I had to admit that Ning Yi had something to say, and it would not be easy to step on his trap, she snorted coldly and simply ignored it.

Next to it is the carriage of the big passenger secretary.

Go hand in hand, you can't always stick to the soundproof note...... After all, I didn't do anything bad.

The talisman is pasted, so that it is easy for people to think about it.

Pei Lingsu's aggrieved look when he suffered a loss further stimulated someone's desire to attack.

Ning Yi stretched out a big hand and pressed it on the girl's head, rubbing her hair scattered, the girl frowned like a tiger, and roared in a low voice, but she could only make a hoarse voice like a "sick cat...... This is probably because she has more than enough heart but not enough strength, a dignified female sword immortal, she looks murderous in front of outsiders and has to retreat, but her true face has long been known by the surname Ning.

It's no use feigning anger.

Helpless.

The whole person was shaken and shaked, Pei Lingsu simply gave up resistance, put his hands around his arms, leaned back on the carriage, and silently endured the "atrocities".

Close your eyes.

Ning Yi's soft voice rang out.

"I didn't sleep long, and I just passed by Yujia Pass for an hour. There is no beautiful scenery on the road, just a piece of yellow sand, I think you should be tired, so I didn't call you. ”

The eyes that had just been closed opened again.

Ning Yi, who had his long hair scattered, kneaded the girl's little ears with both hands, his fingertips were docked on the crystal clear earlobes, his face was full of smiles, and behind him was the sunlight that was scattered through the car curtain.

"Little girl, carrying a broken head. ”

"I left the White City and went to worship the mountain. ”

Memories have the feeling of being hit.

Pei Lingsu looked at the young man who was smiling in front of him in a trance.

Ning Yi's smiling face, in his mind, overlapped with the boy who hummed this minor tune back then.

Unconsciously, has it been so many years? The young man who picks up rags every day, hunts, and wants to save enough money to accompany him out of Xiling Qingbai City...... I've become such a man.

The light shirt is still the same.

The sword is still there.

The young man used to always hum such a song, making fun in the bitterness, at that time he only had a broken body, and every time he quarreled, he would make a gesture to secretly run away from home, leave the Bodhisattva Temple in Xiling, and go to Luojia Mountain in Zhongzhou alone.

The tip of Pei Lingsu's nose was sour, but he laughed all of a sudden.

Her tone was a little helpless.

"Brother...... Do you remember......"

Ning Yi snorted, babbling nonsense, "Remember, of course remember, how can you forget?" My little girl is now considered to have grown up, and she has really become very good-looking, I said that you will definitely look good in the future...... Now we are going to another mountain, that mountain is called 'Spirit Mountain', and we will meet a lot of interesting people and a lot of interesting things. ”

Pei Lingsu scolded with a smile: "It's to treat the disease." Your little girl is sick and wants to go to Lingshan to see a doctor. ”

Ning Yi pinched his ears, an unknown bitterness surged in his heart, and he said softly: "My little girl will be fine." ”

Pei Lingsu raised her hands and consciously circled the back of Ning Yi's head, her hands were crossed and closed, like a net, encircling the young man's neck, and then gently exerting force, as if calling...... Ning Yi didn't resist, so his foreheads pressed together.

Ning Yi was slightly stunned.

He opened his eyes, very close, close enough that he could see the pale hairs on Pei Lingsu's cheeks, the pink skin like a rabbit, and a smile that he couldn't tell whether he was more happy or sad...... He saw that the girl was also looking at him.

"Brother. ”

Pei Yatou's voice was a little confused.

But it pierced the heart.

It's not the same as when I was a child...... It's more of an intimate, fire-like meaning.

......

......

The sound of the carriage did not sweep out, and even the birds and sparrows flying by the carriage could not be heard.

In the girl's waist bag, a burst of silver brilliance swept by, and more than a dozen high-ranking mute talismans flew out, silently, extremely concealedly leaning on the top and bottom of the carriage, left and right, and the sky was round.

With Pei Lingsu's formation attainments, a talisman is enough to shield the qi.

More than a dozen talismans came out in unison...... The sound in the entire carriage disappeared in an instant, which seemed a little unusual, and even the sound of breathing was gone.

Inside the carriage next door.

The lark was asking Da Keqing some things about cultivation and the rules of Lingshan, Jinglian and Cinnabar listened quietly, and the expressions of the four of them changed at this moment.

Although the lark does not have a cultivation realm, his divine soul perception ability is first-class.

In his "world", the next car disappeared in an instant.

"What's going on?" The little monk had a straightforward personality, raised his eyebrows, and felt that something was wrong, but an indifferent palm stretched out from the opposite seat, pressed his shoulder, and Song Yiren's unhurried voice came calmly: "Little junior brother...... Be calm, my dad is here, where will there be any accidents?"

Cinnabar was a little confused and asked, "Ning Yi used a soundproof note?"

Da Keqing's expression became a little strange, his identity and status, some things, are always inconvenient to say.

Song Yiren continued to say indifferently: "Cinnabar, there are some things that don't need to be investigated, you think about it yourself, if you change it to the two of us, is it appropriate not to use sound insulation?"

Cinnabar was like thunder, it was split, the whole person was like a deflated balloon, staring at Jinglian with big eyes, but he couldn't say a word in front of Da Keqing, his face was hot, and he was almost about to smoke.

The lark is still ignorant and ignorant.

He asked stupidly, "So why does Mr. Ning use a soundproof note?"

He asked the wrong person...... Mr. Song Que, who knew everything about his cultivation, chose to be embarrassed at the moment.

Song Yiren could only hold his forehead, trying to be the one to break the embarrassment: "Mr. Ning, it should be ...... Here, help Miss Pei heal?"

The last few words burst out of Song Yi's mouth with great difficulty.

He admired him very much for finding such an excuse for Ning Yi.

"Heal?" the lark blinked, "In addition to the divine soul, Miss Pei has other hidden diseases?

There was really silence in the carriage.

"No, I'm going to check it out. ”

The lark spoke very seriously

"Trust me. Bro. Don't go over. Song Yiren vigorously pressed the restless little monk, stared at the lark's eyes, and said, "Mr. Ning, I'm afraid he will really kill you." ”

The lark who doesn't know the world...... Now it seems to understand something.

His cheeks became a little hot.

The lark hurriedly clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.

He coughed, "Hug ...... Sorry, there seems to be something wrong with the little monk's Dao heart...... Alone in the meditation practice for a while, big guest, senior brother, please forgive me. ”

......

......

The sun is swaying, but it can no longer penetrate the curtain.

Ning Yi's breathing became a little short.

The pair of gentle, hot hands pulled themselves and leaned down little by little.

The girl's back originally seemed to be holding an invisible ring ruler, which was always straight, but at this moment it was like a bay of soft water, dissolving, and the distance between the two people was very close, so she let go of a hand and let it grope.

Ning Yi found out that this Nizi was familiar with unbuttoning her shirt.

He propped up the seat of the carriage with one hand, and with great concentration, he suppressed the thought of reaching out to untie the other party's shirt with great concentration.

Breathing gets heavier.

Pei Lingsu's soft tone like a cat echoed in the carriage.

"Brother......

"Soundproof...... It's already posted......"

What does that mean?

Ning Yi's chest burned with a hot heat, and his voice was hoarse, helpless: "What about playing with fire?"

Pei Yatou grinned, her legs raised and wrapped around the other party's waist, but there was no further movement, "Do you remember the last night of the Xiling Bodhisattva Temple?"

Ning Yi was stunned.

Last Night......

Spiders.

Illusion.

That night, Pei Yatou, who was transformed by the spider demon, was in such a posture, leaning against herself, reciting soft love words.

Ning Yi came back to her senses and suddenly noticed that Pei Yatou's forehead was covered with a layer of subtle frost, her eyes were a little tired, and although her voice was still soft, it had some distressing stubbornness.

"Brother......

She smiled, "Promise me, don't leave me with regrets, okay?"