After noon, Wei 17 went to Dinglu Pit to work as a coolie for Feng Huang for several hours, and when dusk, the sky was full of sunshine, he found a spring in the dense forest, washed his face, drank some sweet spring water, and his spirit was lifted.

Sitting quietly in the mountains and forests, watching the clouds rise and fall, thinking about nothing, just emptying yourself, letting the twilight thicken little by little, covering the heavens and the earth tightly, without leakage.

Bathed in moonlight and starlight, he spits out the demon pill and absorbs the essence of the moonlight.

Another night passed, and Wei Qiqi was full of energy, draped in the morning mist, and went to the endless view to find Qingming.

Walking all the way to the cloud pavilion on the creaking plank road, Wei Qiqi raised his head and called "Qingming", and after a while, a small head poked out from the top of the "Half Pavilion" at the highest place, and shouted: "Busy, wait for me for a while!"

Wait, just wait, Wei Qiqi leaned on the railing, looking at the vast sea of clouds, his anxiety was gone, and his mood gradually calmed down.

This is more than half an hour.

There was a sound of rustling footsteps from Yunge, Qingming rushed down trotting down with his little short legs, and his arms were bulging, Wei Qiqi couldn't help laughing: "What good things have you turned out again?"

Qingming didn't shy away from him, took out a jade box, shook it in front of his eyes, and said: "The formed wild ginseng, crunchy, good thing!

Wei Qiqi could only smile bitterly, "Aren't you afraid that the head of the family will be angry?"

Qingming smiled and said: "Angry, what are you angry about? As long as you find it, it's mine, and the really important things are not here." ”

The formed wild ginseng is not a big thing, in Qingming's eyes, it is just a leisure food to eat and play, and Wei Qiqi can't help but be surprised. He suddenly remembered that an old urchin surnamed Qian had buried "landmines" in his daughter's bed, toys, mirrors, brushes, inkstones, and brushes, layer by layer, teasing his daughter to find - the head and Qingming, probably playing similar games.

He sighed a little.

"Say, what's the matter?" Qingming patted his chest, "It's not going to be a trick for me, is it?"

"Can you go away?"

Qingming scratched his head, his little face drooped down, and muttered: "The boss doesn't allow me to go down the mountain......"

Wei Qiqi smiled, took out the lazy six-winged water snake from his sleeve, and said: "This is the lottery head won in the last year-end gambling game, there is a 'jade horn' in the snake's moult, and it is still alive, but it is not in good spirits, and it is not fed blood food, it seems to be sick." ”

Qingming said: "It's not that you're sick, it's that you can't feed it illegally, the 'Jade Horn' sex poison eater, you wait for ......" He remembered something, left Wei Seventeen, and ran up to the Cloud Pavilion, rummaged through the cabinets, took an object, and ran down again, holding a porcelain bottle the size of a snuffbox in his hand, which was plain white throughout, and painted a peach blossom near the mouth of the bottle.

"It's ......"

"Have you ever heard of Peach Blossom Miasma?"

"Peach blossom miasma? Isn't it that the peach blossoms fall to the ground, accumulate thickly, rot and transpire into a highly toxic miasma?"

Qingming sneered and said: "How can peach blossoms become poison! Peach blossom miasma is a mixture of poison made from the venom of the 10,000-year-old blood python as the main medicine, mixed with seven kinds of poisons such as mushu grass and earth ambergris. There is just such a bottle in the Dan room, borrow it first, feed your little snake, this time it will be cheaper for you!"

Wei Qiqi knew that the so-called "borrowing" was a euphemism for "stealing", but Qingming was in charge, and he was happy to pretend to be confused, just not knowing.

Qingming rotated his five fingers, urging out more than ten sword qi, as thin as cicada wings, layered on top of the porcelain bottle, he put the porcelain bottle to the mouth of the little snake, his thumb lightly stroked, pushed the wooden stopper open a thin slit, a wisp of peach-colored poisonous mist slowly escaped, before it escaped, it was firmly locked by the sword qi, circulating uncertainly, like clouds and mist.

Wei Qiqi couldn't help but praise: "It's so beautiful!"

The little snake in a clump poked its head out, swallowed its thin tongue, but did not dare to approach, as if it sensed the danger and was quite afraid. Qingming released the sword qi by a line, and the poisonous mist gushed out, and the little snake couldn't resist the temptation, opened its mouth and inhaled, and a little light lit up on its forehead.

The six-winged water snake had a good appetite, and it took more than ten mouthfuls of poisonous mist in a row to feel satisfied, and retracted into Wei Qiqi's palm, drowsy. Qingming put away the peach blossom miasma and said: "'Jade Horn' should be fed with highly poisonous things every three or five times, it is best to go to the Tulong Cave or Poisonous Spider Valley to collect, the more toxic the better, rest assured, 'Jade Horn' is very alert, and ordinary poisons are not poisonous at all." ”

Wei Qiqi put the little snake into his sleeve, took out the wrong golden jade ball and the fine iron Buddha statue, and asked, "There are these two things, I don't know what the use is?"

Qingming "Huh", grabbed the wrong golden jade ball, and said, "Liu Que changed with you?"

"Yes, he asked for the three-legged furnace. ”

"That's Yinguangding, you took advantage of it, this is Quhong's thing, treasured for many years, and I don't know why I took it out as a lottery for gambling. There is a demon pill of the Earth Dragon Snake King sealed in the wrong gold and jade ball, and it is best to take it out and feed it to the 'Jade Horn'. Qingming played with the jade ball, pushed the gold ornaments with his hands, and giggled endlessly, "But your little snake is too small to bear it now, in a few years, wait until it grows to the thickness of your arm." ”

The thickness of the little finger still feels pocket-sized and cute, and when it reaches the thickness of an arm, Wei Qiqi feels furious in his heart when he thinks about it.

Qingming dropped the wrong gold and jade ball, picked up the fine iron Buddha statue and looked at it, and said: "This is called the three-faced Buddha, which is the relic of the Kunlun patriarch tens of thousands of years ago. ”

"What sword trick?" Wei Qiqi was a little curious.

"I don't know, you have to look for it carefully, and if you find it, don't swallow it alone, you must sue me, I admit your love. ”

Wei Qiqi smiled: "Don't worry, definitely." ”