Qingjing has been in the black bamboo forest for a long time, and naturally has a lot of communication with this black bamboo spirit. But whenever he mentions his own affairs, this black bamboo spirit has always been fragmented, trying to find opportunities to hide the past, fortunately, Qingjing is not a person who asks the bottom of it, since the former is unwilling to say more, Qingjing simply uses cultivation to pass the time.

Although this kind of scene seems to be harmonious, for a long time before that, Qingjing didn't know about this black bamboo spirit, and this has to start from Qingjing just came to the black bamboo forest!

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Although this person looks rough on the outside, his mind is very delicate, and the work of grinding ink is not easy, so he is naturally doubly careful. But once you do everything for a long time, you will take it lightly, and the same is true for research...

At this time, it has been several months since he entered the black bamboo forest to study ink, and the rumored strange black bamboo forest is not the kind of threat he imagined, but is extremely calm. Let the pure and vigilant nervous mood finally become lazy, and only hope that the days of the cycle will pass sooner. It was also because of his negligence that when he cut off the black bamboo, he accidentally cut a wound on the back of his hand!

Taiyi Pavilion is not a place to dance knives and guns, and naturally there are few physical injuries, but Taiyi Pavilion requires disciples to have a tough personality, and even if they are injured, they will not care. Qingjing simply wiped the wound, and when he saw that the bleeding had stopped, he didn't bother anymore...

On that day, Lu Hanjiang was very dissatisfied with Qingjing's killing of the twelve disciples of the Sword Star Residence, but because Qingxu was here, it was indeed his disciple's fault, so it was really difficult to make it more difficult. However, he tossed and turned in the future, always feeling that this Qingxu would be selfish, maybe he had secretly released Qingjing out to see the black bamboo forest, and he also came here to lay a ban, once Qingjing stepped out of the black bamboo forest, he would let himself know, which was a lot more relieved.

Although Qingjing was dissatisfied in his heart, after all, he had his words first, in order not to cause trouble to Taiyi Pavilion, after persuading Qingxu with good words, he finally completely cut off his desire to leave.

On this day, he carried the bamboo ink he had studied to the entrance of the Black Bamboo Forest, and planned to call the disciples who came to patrol to chat and relieve boredom through the prohibition as usual, but along the way, he always felt that the back of his hand was itchy and unbearable, so he turned around early and returned to the Black Bamboo Forest to rest.

Although he said that he wanted to rest, the itching on the back of his hand made him toss and turn and couldn't sleep, so he planned to get up and go to the stream on the other side of the black bamboo forest to wash and clean.

At first, he could bear this itch, but now he just walked out of the door, but he finally couldn't help but scratch it, but when his fingers just touched the back of his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, almost making him faint!

Qing Jing panted and looked at the back of his hand, only to see a handful of black fluff growing out of the original wound! He tried to stretch out his fingers and pull, but he only felt that the black velvet seemed to be connected to the bone marrow, and the slightest pull would hurt him to die!

Qingjing had seen several corpses in the forest, and those corpses were obviously many years old, and all that remained was the remains of the decaying skeleton. And the only skeleton they have left is also very rotten, even if you touch it lightly, it will directly split into several pieces!

It is said that it is completely broken, but it is not true, between the two bones are glued by an unknown black flocculent fluff, as if the lotus root is broken, and the fluff is exactly the same as the one born on his own hand!

Thinking of this, Qingjing couldn't help but feel cold all over his body, and he remembered the strange rumors of the black bamboo forest, could it be that these disciples died tragically because of this kind of thing?

Although he has a blood and ink forbidden technique, he doesn't know if he can compete with this black velvet, so he simply turns his heart sideways, takes out a knife and wants to rip off the black velvet in his hand to solve the problem fundamentally!

It's a pity that he still underestimated this kind of pain, and as soon as the knife in his hand touched the slightest, his eyes turned black and he completely fainted...

I don't know how long later, he saw a black shadow in the haze rushing towards him, and he also woke up instantly, and a bone rolled over and jumped in front of him!

Qingjing was sober and sobered a lot, only then did he find that he was still lying in the bamboo house, his mind moved to look at his hand, although there was still a black bamboo cut on the back of his hand, but there was no black velvet, as if the previous things were all dreams.

Qingjing's mind is delicate, naturally he does not dare to make conclusions, he touched his chest, and found that there was only one scabbard left in his arms, and his expression sank, and he came to the house in a few steps, and sure enough, he found his own knife on the ground at the door.

Now, the hazy thing in his mind should not be false, could it be that there are other people in this black bamboo forest? He was injured and fainted, and that person did not take advantage of the danger of others, but also woke himself up, presumably he should not be a bad person, in this case, why did he deliberately hide himself? And he has been in the black bamboo forest for so long, why didn't he even notice the clues of this person?

If he didn't have this kind of thought, Qingjing lived a rather chic life here, and he had been sleeping hard since he knew that there were other people here, and he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

However, since he recovered from this injury, he suddenly felt some subtle changes in his body, as if he had some kind of connection with this black bamboo, and this practice gradually became stronger with time...

Suddenly, one day, the Blood Ink Forbidden Technique in his body suddenly became restless, and countless black fluffs were born on his body... When he woke up again, he found that he had collapsed in the bamboo hut with weak limbs, and since this day on, this situation has happened from time to time, although he is incomprehensible, he is helpless...

Qingjing is named Qingjing, but it is also worthy of the name I love cleanliness very much, and I wash up well before resting every night. But after the strange situation that day, I woke up the next day not only with tired limbs, but also covered with mud from top to bottom, like a naughty boy rolling on the ground.

One day Qingjing once again completed the task of grinding ink in advance, and because he was often tired recently, he simply lazy for a day, and fell asleep by the stream, causing it difficult to sleep when he returned to the bamboo house at night.

Just as he was squinting his eyes and thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in his ears, and his heart was also excited, and he opened his eyes silently.

Because the bamboo house is dark and damp, it is customary to burn a candle in the house when I sleep at night. Although the light of this candle was faint, it was enough to illuminate this room, but at this time, it was extremely dark in the bamboo house in front of Qingjing!

This bamboo house is built with black bamboo, and the color is naturally dark, which is understandable. But its inner wall has long been cleaned and polished shiny and smooth, even if it is dim, at least there should be some candle flame reflection, but at this time, the inner wall seems to have completely swallowed the candle flame, and there is no trace of existence at all.

Qingjing took his eyes off the candlelight, and after a while finally adapted to the dark environment, and when he looked at the wall again, he found that the black on the wall was slowly squirming, and slowly gathered into a black figure from in front of him, although this figure could not see the face, but looking at its figure, it was exactly the same as himself!

Pure and self-reliant, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he is quite bold, so he turned over and jumped up without saying a word and pressed this thing under him!

Although this figure seems to be controlled by Qingjing, it is only for a moment, and before Qingjing can react, it will instantly recede like a tide...

Although it was only for a moment, how could he forget the black velvet that caused the itching all over his body, and he couldn't sleep again this night, staring at the eyes to watch for the re-arrival of this thing.

Perhaps because he saw the pure defense, the furry thing did not move for several days. Even so, Qingjing still didn't dare to fall asleep easily, so that later, his eyes were dark, his expression was sluggish, and he yawned a lot when he was studying ink, and he often sat by the stream and didn't know what he was doing...

On this day, Qingjing changed his normal state, came back and fell asleep, and it didn't take long for there to be bursts of snoring.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the figure finally couldn't hold back, and became ready to move again, it tried several times in a row, and finally couldn't wait to stand beside Qingjing!

Seeing that this black shadow was about to reach out and touch the purity, I saw that the latter's eyes opened and his mouth exploded, and his fingers directly pinched out a few pieces of bamboo that were ground into thin paper, and directly pasted them on the body of this black shadow!

This black shadow has always been hidden, and Qing Jing has guessed that it is the ghost of his physical exhaustion! But this guy is cautious, and it will disappear instantly as soon as there is a disturbance, so naturally it is impossible to stand stupidly and wait for himself to act directly out of thin air.

Because he didn't have a convenient piece of paper at hand, if he called his disciples to send it, he was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he could only cut the bamboo chips by the lake as the bottom of the talisman, hoping to have an unexpected effect, but he didn't expect it to work!

When the black shadow saw that he was discovered, he wanted to retreat directly, but he found that he couldn't move a single inch no matter what, and he was also extremely anxious... Seeing that Qingjing is about to do it to himself, it is also my generation screaming, hoping to see that I have saved Qingjing's life, and let myself go...

Qingjing was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that it was actually this thing that saved him at the beginning, but he looked left and right, but he didn't know what this thing was, so he asked and answered with this guy, and then he knew that this black shadow was called the black bamboo spirit, and the fluff on his body was a kind of poisonous floc bred by black bamboo.

This black bamboo spirit said that he had no malicious intentions, but he accidentally found that the pure body actually neutralized part of the black bamboo poison flocculent! And he was able to control the pure body for a short time through this black bamboo poison floc, so he took advantage of the night when he was clean and asleep to go out to have fun, but he didn't expect that because of his own negligence, he was still discovered by himself.

Qingjing looked depressed when he heard this, it seemed that he was injured before and returned to the house because he was also controlled by this black bamboo spirit, and he didn't even notice it.

Seeing that Qingjing's face was dark, this black bamboo spirit quickly explained that when he controlled Qingjing, he had to cover his whole body with black fluff, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered at all.

It's no wonder that Qingjing has often heard the disciples of Taiyi Pavilion say that there is a black-haired monster in the black bamboo forest, and he thought that this black shadow went out to make trouble, so he hurriedly made this preparation, but he didn't expect that it was this black bamboo spirit who controlled his own ghost, but fortunately, he was not discovered by the disciples that this black-haired monster was his own business, otherwise it would be really a little embarrassing to explain clearly...

Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, Qingjing unveiled the spell and the three chapters of the black bamboo spirit covenant. Without his consent, he must not let himself become this black-haired monster again! This black shadow shrugged when he heard this, but he honestly agreed...

One person, one spirit, although it is not the first time to meet, but it is the first time to meet...