Qin Xi quietly looked at the small jade gourd in his hand.

It was the only thing he had brought out of the ruined family, it had been shattered by mistake, but it was now intact, wrapped in a circle of bark paper, and a blood-curdled talisman on it.

For a while, he had no idea who drew the talisman and who put together the jade gourd for him.

Now there is a faint answer.

It's not an illusion, he did forget the important person, and he forgot it very simply and rudely, erasing the existence of that person in his memory, and reality is full of flaws.

Qin Xi pushed open the door of the house, the snow in the courtyard was deep, and the moonlight was pale, making the fox Zhenzhen drink in a daze in front of the snow in the courtyard.

"Isn't the fox girl cold?" he stepped forward.

"So drink. Ling Fox Zhenzhen raised the wine jar in her hand.

Qin Xi leaned lazily against the wall: "I thought that the fox girl had a clear mind and would not use wine to drown her sorrows." ”

She ignored him, and since they met, she has been distracted all the way, and she is light. But he had a vague impression that the little fox had run towards him, but now it was facing away from him, and the clear and bright eyes were occasionally given to him, but only without a trace.

He even had a spring dream here.

Can't bear it.

Qin Xi snatched the wine jar from her hand and drank it all in one go, she immediately glared at her, and her amber eyes lit up with surprise and annoyance.

He looked down at her for a moment, her face was full of the meaning of not beating people for money, and there was no attachment at all.

Qin Xi took out a jar of wine from his sleeve and handed it over, and smiled kindly: "That is not delicious, this is for you, you should make amends." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen took it and pulled out the lid and smelled it, and instantly changed from annoyance to surprise: "It's a drunken party!"

He took out another jar from his sleeve and touched her: "It's done." ”

Whoever him in one breath and gets drunk, she is not stupid.

Linghu Zhenzhen didn't hear it, took a small sip, the wine entered her stomach, and the long-lost warmth wrapped her.

Unexpectedly, he took out another jar: "This is a wine called Dead Wood and Spring, and after drinking it, it will grow in spirit, so that the fox girl wants to taste it?"

She took a sip of the letter and tasted it, only to feel as light as water: "This is not delicious." ”

"Then another one. Qin Xi continued to dig out the wine jar slowly, "This is Qingzhou's soju Baihua killing, and the taste is better than a drunken one." ”

“...... It's too spicy. ”

"It's better to try Liangzhou's golden wind and jade dew, most of which are your favorite flavors. ”

......

Ling Fox Zhenzhen suspected that he only had wine in his sleeve, and after a while, the wine jar was piled up along the wall, and she tasted it, and he drank it all in one go. He looked as usual, but she felt as if she couldn't do it.

"I'll go to sleep. She leaned against the wall and walked inside, "Your wine is good, next time I will return your great wine." ”

Qin Xi took her arm back to the room, and said lightly: "There's no need to pay back the wine, I'll ask some things, and let the fox girl answer truthfully even if it is paid off." ”

Oh good.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen sat down on the soft collapse with vague steps, and patted her side: "Sit, ask." ”

He didn't sit down, just squatted in front of her, held her face with both hands, and asked in a low voice, "You really didn't know me before?"

The drunken amber eyes were still straightforward and clear, and there was no hesitation in them.

"I don't know, I don't. ”

Qin Xi took out the jade gourd wrapped in rune paper from her arms, and before she could ask, she was already curious: "Isn't this the rune paper I drewn?

He pretended not to believe it: "You draw it? You can draw it?"

The craftsman's ability was questioned, so Fox Zhenzhen immediately turned out the white linen paper, bit his fingertips and drew a dirt amulet for him steadily: "You pretend, ensure that at least three months you will be clean." ”

Qin Xi confiscated it, and the palm of her left hand, wearing a pitch-black glove, swallowed the silver light of the healing technique, healing her bleeding fingertips for her.

The thin white fingers lightly touched the glove, and the fox Zhenzhen touched the pitch-black soft leather that felt particularly good, and asked a question that she had wanted to ask for a long time: "Is this a prosthetic hand?"

"It's a real hand. ”

He replied succinctly, suppressed the wind and thunder demonic qi, and slowly pulled off his gloves.

The wind, thunder and demonic energy that used to be lively and crazy was now quietly entrenched in the palm of his hand, condensing into a petite black fox with a long tail wagging gently.

It's unheard of today.

Because of Jueling, the fox Zhenzhen came closer, Qin Xi pressed and didn't move, letting her look down at the pitch-black little fox in her palm, and a few locks of soft and cool hair fell on her wrist.

"It moves," she said softly, "it's not a mole." ”

The pitch-black wind and thunder demonic energy began to shake its head and tail again, as if to prove to her that it was indeed not a mole.

Qin Xi silently looked at Ling Fox Zhenzhen's long eyelashes, and suddenly spoke: "Ling Fox girl, since we have been walking all the way, it is easier to get along with each other honestly, what do you think?"

She nodded repeatedly: "Yes." ”

"What do you think of me?"

She was half dizzy and half awake and thought for a long time: "I was very annoying when I was called a liar, and then I forgot about it." Now that you are the troublesome financier, I am responsible for putting up with you. ”

"So you hate me?"

"What's not annoying, sooner or later. ”

Qin Xi narrowed his eyes: "Liangqing is?"

She was so drunk that her words were slurred: "We don't know each other after leading the way." ”

He looked at her fixedly, and did not speak for a long time.

Her thick eyelashes suddenly rose like butterfly wings, and her drunken eyes seemed to have an enchanting mist, as if they were facing him, but not like facing him, she looked left and right for a while, and asked in a trance: "What does it smell like?" ”

Qin Xi didn't move, let her sniff around for a while, hit her head on her shoulder, and sniffed near her neck.

"It's here. She smiled inexplicably drunk, and immediately closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He carried her back to the mattress, carefully took off his shoes to cover the quilt, and pulled a few charcoal copper basins and placed them nearby.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen is such a person, consciously aware of the two clear, he can wave his sleeves and leave, and he will no longer be involved at all.

It's ruthless.

Qin Xi glanced back before closing the door, half of her face was buried in the futon, sleeping nothing.

That night, he had another dream.

He walked a little along the wall where the wine jar was stacked, entered the gate and turned right, and came to Linghu Zhenzhen's room.

The dream was so real that the patterns and tiny fluff of the ornate blankets on the walls could be seen clearly. The charcoal fire in the copper basin flickered and dimmed, and the bewitching and slender figure was entangled with the quilt, and the thick long hair spread out on the pillow.

She slept deeply, so a gentle touch of her hair shouldn't wake her up.

Don't go, don't leave him, he won't allow this kind of thing, what a ruthless person.

He stretched out his hand, and the black mist touched her soft hair very lightly, but it still woke her up. Her originally red lips were frozen white in an instant, and the mist in her mouth spewed out.

Qin Xi suddenly opened his eyes, only to hear the noise of gongs outside, and the people in the village were screaming: "The drought is here again——!"

He rushed to Fox Zhenzhen's room with lightning speed, the door was already wide open, and she fainted again.

This time the drought came and went faster, only the unlucky Ling Fox Zhenzhen was stabbed by the cold twice, and she was really sick, and she was covered in cold sweat under the quilt.

"Why does he keep looking for me?" she said, bewildered, "and I owe him nothing." ”

Qin Xi silently twisted the towel to wipe away the cold sweat on her forehead, picked her up with one hand, and pinched the back of her neck with the other hand to release aura to calm the meridians, and said lightly: "It's possible that he owes you something." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen asked in a groggy voice, "What does he owe me?"

No one answered her.

The high fever burned her vision blurred, because she felt that someone wiped her sweat with a cold towel, so that Fox Zhenzhen tried her best to see clearly, only to see a pair of dark eyes, there was a flame in the eyes clear and jumping.

"Qin Yuanxi. For some reason, she called the name completely instinctively.

Qin Xi covered the quilt for her, touched her wet forehead, and said in a soft voice: "Sleep, it will be fine soon." ”

She seemed to listen, and her messy and rapid breathing gradually became deeper, and she was pulled into a soft sleep.

Qin Xi slowly took out the gold-plated wooden skewer, and there were eight words on it: This body, that body, in the other body.

He knew what that meant.