After walking down the mass grave and waving goodbye to Cheng Yuan, Song Jieyi still tightened his heartstrings, and he didn't even dare to look left and right.

Listening to Qi Daozhen, there are many ghosts in the Barrier Forest Country, and it is dark again, so the girl's footsteps gradually speed up and walk forward.

Suddenly, Song Jieyi hit a spirit, stopped in place, and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Miss Song. ”

A voice sounded in the distance, the voice was hollow, and it was inaudible that it was emotional.

Listening to Dong Nanyan, in the wilderness of the night mountains, when you hear someone calling your name, don't look back, because once you turn back, your soul may be gone.

Song Jieyi was not afraid of being sucked by ghosts, but he was afraid that when he turned around, he would see a terrifying-looking face.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, Song Jieyi closed his eyes, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and said secretly: "Don't come here, come over again, come over again, I'll close my eyes and punch you to death." ”

"Miss Song, why are you here alone?

The voice sounded in his ears, and it seemed that the person who spoke was walking quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, and came to the girl from a distance.

"Senior brother?"

Song Jieyi cautiously opened her eyes, and a graceful woman with her hair scattered was standing beside her.

It turned out to be Dong Nanyan's uncle Ye Zhiqiu.

Relieved in his heart, it seems that there is no need to worry about it on the way back, Song Jieyi replied: "Senior Zhiqiu, my son-in-law is in front, because I accidentally lost something on the road, so I am here alone." ”

"Lost something, did you find it?"

Divine sense shrouded Song Jieyi, Ye Zhiqiu smiled, "Do you want me to help you find it?"

Touching out a piece of jade pendant from his arms, Song Jieyi thanked him: "Thank you Zhiqiu seniors, but fortunately, God bless, I just found the jade pendant given by my son-in-law on the side of the road." ”

The jade pendant in the girl's hand emitted a little light in the dark night, Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's a good jade." ”

"Thank you, Zhiqiu, seniors, for the compliment. ”

"I heard that Miss Song and her little junior brother grew up together since childhood, and they depend on each other for their lives, if you don't mind, just call me Senior Sister Zhiqiu. ”

The woman who casually killed Elder Han and Wu You smiled: "Senior, it looks a little old. ”

Song Jieyi smiled lightly, "Senior Sister Zhiqiu is so young and beautiful, how can anyone say that you are old, unless he is blind." ”

It was difficult to be distracted, Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "Miss Song is so sweet-mouthed. ”

Song Jieyi smiled: "Tell the truth." ”

No matter how you investigate, the girl in Tsing Yi in front of her is an ordinary mortal, but for some reason, Ye Zhiqiu has a palpitation every time she looks at the girl.

Striding forward, Ye Zhiqiu put away a smile on his face, "Let's go, go catch up with the little junior brother and them." ”

Not far away, the woman who had been following Song Jieyi looked at the cold woman and chuckled, "It's a little interesting." ”

Halfway, because they met Lingyun Mountain and his party, they were delayed for a lot of time, resulting in Dong Nanyan and his party, who should have entered the Imperial City of the Barrier Forest Country today, could only settle in a broken temple on a mountain at this moment.

Listening to the crackling sound of the wood, beside the bonfire, the flames set off the beauty of Ye Zhi, who was already beautiful and moon-like, but unfortunately the young man standing at the gate of the temple had no intention of appreciating it, just looked straight outside.

Qi Daozhen, who was carrying a peachwood sword, checked around the house, and there was nothing abnormal, but the strange thing was that there was no statue of a god in this dilapidated temple that occupied a small area, and it was empty.

At night, the mountain wind rises, the wind blows through the hall, and the bonfire sparks fly.

Qi Daozhen changed his position and sat down cross-legged, roasting the fire, looking at Ye Zhi who was obsessively looking at the door and Dong Nanyan who was absent-minded at the door, the little Taoist priest felt that love in the world was really difficult to understand.

She loves him, he loves her, so who does she love?

Thinking of the woman who rarely showed a smile on her face, Qi Daozhen drooped his head and added firewood to the bonfire.

Who is in her heart?

The heart and mind will have an echo.

Footsteps sounded at the door, and the woman who came back with Song Jieyi saw the figure waiting for someone at the door, and said with a smile: "Senior brother has been waiting for a long time." ”

Ye Zhiqiu followed by the girl in Tsing Yi, Dong Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Song Jieyi was very capable, seeing that she asked someone to go back to look for her, he thought that there was something private to deal with, so he didn't go to her, otherwise this deserted night ridge was blinded by the black lights, Dong Nanyan would have already gone down the mountain to look for it, where to rest assured that she would be alone.

There is no door in the broken temple, Dong Yanyan, who was standing at the door, measured his body and said with a smile: "Senior sister is polite, hurry up and go in to warm up." ”

Smiling lightly, looking at Qi Daozhen, Ye Zhiqiu crossed the threshold and walked into the house.

Seeing that Song Jiyi and Ye Zhiqiu came back together, Dong Nanyan cast a gaze and asked if the girl was okay.

Song Jieyi shook his head slightly, covered by the green god clothes, no one would see anything.

Around the bonfire, a group of people sat on the ground, and Dong Nanyan asked, "Senior sister has been out for so long, is there nothing wrong?"

For Dong Nanyan, the woman always smiled stingily, and did not say a word about the killing of Elder Han and Wu Guru, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just remembering an old place and revisiting the old place." ”

Sitting next to Dong Nanyan, Ye Zhiqiu said softly: "Why is the junior brother so big-hearted, it's dark and the road is far away, so Miss Song is alone outside." ”

"It's my fault, I didn't think it through. ”，

Adding some dry branches to the fire, Song Jieyi explained for Dong Yanyan: "Don't blame Gongzi, it's me who is not good." ”

Qi Dao, who eats people with a short mouth and a soft hand, rents a mountain in the Fallen Leaves Sect but has never handed over a spirit jade stone, seeing that Ye Zhi can't answer, he diverts the topic, "Don't blame Dong Gongzi, before Miss Song didn't come back just now, Dong Gongzi kept looking at the door, and Miss Ye Zhi can testify." ”

"Yes, Uncle Xiao is very absent-minded. ”

Ye Zhi rested her chin on her knees and looked at the flames.

As if the topic was distorted by himself again, Qi Daozhen took out a handful of talismans from his arms and posted them on the door and window.

Sure enough, this trick worked, and under the reflection of the fireworks, Song Jieyi said curiously: "Dao Chief, what are you doing here?"

Pasting a piece of cinnabar paper on the window, Qi Daozhen smiled: "This is a ghost-hunting talisman to ward off ghosts and evil spirits, as long as there are ghosts and ghosts approaching, it will automatically ignite, deterring ghosts and ghosts, and at the same time, it also has a warning effect." ”

On the left is Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Zhi said with a smile: "Uncle Zhiqiu is here, isn't it much easier to use than these rune papers?"

Smiling at the woman, Ye Zhi shouted, "What ghosts and ghosts, Senior Sister Zhiqiu made them disappear with a single finger." ”

Under the flames, the woman still didn't smile, and Qi Dao said happily: "That's nature, my rune paper, where is it better than Shangzhiqiu, but it's always good to be alert." ”

Ye Zhi corrected with a glance: "Dao Chief, you are not allowed to be neither big nor small, I see that you are not very old, how dare you call me Uncle Zhiqiu's name, it is really rude." ”

Qi Daozhen said with a smile: "It's Xiaodao who is anxious, it's Sister Zhiqiu." ”

Ignoring these gossips, the little Taoist priest in front of him, Ye Zhiqiu had some impressions, but he had an impression of the little Taoist priest rather than the little Taoist master, the old Taoist priest of the idle clouds and wild cranes.

When Qi Dao Zhen's master and apprentice came to the Fallen Leaf Sect and wanted to borrow a mountain, it was impossible for the Falling Leaf Sect to agree.

On the side of the couch, there is no room for others to snore, let alone these two Taoist priests of unknown origin.

Later, it was the old Taoist priest who pleaded hard, snorted and cried, and said that Ye Hua was moved, so he lent them the hill that was not included in the twenty-first peak of the Fallen Leaf Sect to live in.

Thinking of the terrifying actions of the old Taoist priest by chance, Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to think about it anymore, got up and walked to the door.

The mountain wind blew, and the snowflakes drifted into the house, and before they fell to the ground, they were melted by the heat.

Dong Nanyan left the campfire, looked at the snowflakes outside the temple, and said happily: "It's snowing." ”

The climate of the Fallen Leaf Sect is different from that of Linan Town, so this snow is the first time that the teenager has seen it this winter, and he has the joy of reuniting after a long absence.

Dong Nanyan likes snow very much, he can't catch fish in winter, sometimes he can't find something to eat, when a person is hungry, the young man will wrap his clothes tightly, stand at the door and look at the courtyard, the white snow, just like the white steamed bun, just looking at it, I feel full.

Spring and autumn occupy more than half of the four seasons in the Fallen Leaves Sect, so snow is not common, spread out his palms to take the snowflakes, looking at the joy of the young man around him, Ye Zhi stroked his hair, the snow fell urgently, and after standing outside for a while, it was already full of snowflakes.

Dong Nanyan didn't shake the "white hair" on the top of his head, and neither did Ye Zhi, under the white hair, the girl looked at the young man with a smile.

Suddenly, a cry broke the tranquility and beauty between Ye Zhi and Dong Yanyan.

The girl in Tsing Yi in the room approached Qi Daozhen, and her voice trembled a little and shouted, "Fu is burning." ”

I saw that on the window on the door of the broken temple, the rune paper posted by Qi Daozhen was like a snowflake entering the house, and it quickly burned out.

Behind an ancient tree, the little boy with a few fruits wrapped in his clothes was a little stunned, rubbed his eyes, and after making sure that it was not a dream, he looked dazed, why did a group of uninvited guests come to the house?

The young man who stood outside the door and looked at Xue Silly looked a little silly, but the girl next to him looked really good-looking, and as for the woman standing in the door behind him, she looked good-looking, but she looked colder than snow.

With a sigh of relief, the shivering little boy stomped his feet lightly, trying to dispel the chill.

The residence was occupied by this group, and the little boy didn't know where to go, looking at the clothes of these people, they were all thin, and there was no place to live, come here?

The little boy shook his head again, these people's clothes looked better than those old men in the city, they shouldn't be poor, but why did they come here?

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the little boy nodded, he should have come here to take shelter from the wind and snow.

The boy thought to himself that it would be okay if he went over to say hello to them and gave them a few fruits, and that it didn't matter if he didn't have enough to eat, but he hoped that they would let him spend the night here tonight and not kick himself out.

Determined, the little boy walked out from behind the tree.

Dong Nanyan and his entourage, who paid close attention to the tree, were all slightly stunned after seeing a little boy in tattered clothes walk out.

Seeing the group staring at him, the little boy in the snow trembled and said hello, "You... Hello..."

Suddenly, the little boy had a spirit, and the fruit fell to the ground.

The little boy with his hands crossed over his chest slowly opened one eye after hearing a loud sound of trees shattering.

Thinking that he was going to hit him, a young man who rushed towards him with his fist was standing beside him, smiling at himself and looking coldly ahead.

The boy looked back, breaking out in a cold sweat.

On the snow behind him, a string of footprints appeared out of thin air, closely following his footprints.