The fluorescent flow is all over the face, and the cold wind gently sends warm incense. ”

Ni Xiu rolled his eyes behind Ji Wushuang's back, thinking: It is said that it is good to smell the fragrance and know people, but as for the poetry and prosperity like this, where has the high cold energy that has been adhered to for more than 40 years gone?

However, I have to say that Ji Wushuang's writing is really good, there is movement and stillness in just two sentences, and the scene in the house at this moment is vividly described.

Even she, who has never been very interesting, can see the scene in his heart: the moonlight and candlelight outside the window are intertwined, and a faint halo is plated on the beautiful face of the woman in front of him, making it impossible to see who it really is. Just as he was about to find out, the cold wind outside the house passed through the hall, sending a fragrance that belonged to the old man, which made his heart feel warm.

Li Xing'er's eyes smiled into two crescent moons, and she gently seemed to drip water: "What does Immortal Ji mean? Although I don't understand it, I think it's really good." ”

Ni Xiu rolled his eyes again: It's really nice to not understand? It's just a poem, talking normally, not singing, how can you still hear it if you don't understand it?

Li Xing'er should have seen Ni Xiu's big eyes, and asked her with a smile: "Ni Immortal can chant poetry?"

Ni Xiu smiled: "I'm afraid you won't dare to listen to the poems I chanted." ”

Forward, Ji Chenglin asked her to recite poems, saying that the intuition of readers is more acute than that of ordinary people, because they "really listen, really see, and really feel", and for cultivators, intuition is particularly important, therefore, they must also "really listen, see, and feel" through the practice of poetry and chanting. After finishing speaking, he also praised the ancestors of the Ji family, saying that this is also an important reason why the ancestors of the Ji family stand out.

Now looking at Ji Wushuang's eyes blackened, he couldn't tell whether Li Xing'er was good or bad at all, Ni Xiu only felt that Ji Chenglin's face was crackling in the coffin.

However, at that time, she still believed it very seriously, and according to the poems recited by other students, she said a few words according to the gourd drawing scoop. But Ji Chenglin shook his head again and again when he heard it, and said something "I don't ask you to be extravagant, but I ask you to be sincere."

Ni Xiu is about to be driven crazy, how can a "person" like her feel?

She really didn't remember the title at that time, it seemed to be a praise flower, but what was very impressive was that Ji Chenglin was not satisfied in the end, so she simply asked her to describe her favorite scene. So Ni Xiu racked his brains and depicted the scene when he was "eating"—the blood in his nose, the wind in his ears, the wailing of wild beasts, the excitement in his heart, and the surging in his body...... She's pretty much everything.

As a result, she was rarely honest and serious, but Ji Chenglin didn't believe it, her angry beard was about to fly into the sky, and smashed several books for her to leave.

Ji Wushuang's face suddenly turned cold, and he said indifferently: "It's late at night, the girl should rest early." ”

Li Xing'er was slightly stunned, I don't know why he was unhappy when he had a good chat just now. Ni Xiu was also a second monk who was confused, and then thought about it: "This guy probably suddenly realized the difference between Li Xing'er and Luo Yuan." Luo Yuanna is really a talented woman, she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her cultivation skills are also first-class among the women of the family. This Li Xing'er has no ink in her stomach, and she still wants to flatter and please Ji Wushuang, which is very different from Luo Yuan's image in Ji Wushuang's eyes. It's also clever but mistaken by cleverness. ”

Coming out of Li Xing'er's room, the two began to discuss the matter of going out.

Ji Wushuang wanted to go with Ni Xiu, but Ni Xiu didn't agree for fear of danger. He is now a clay man's body, what if he becomes a clay man again?

Ji Wushuang said, "Haven't you always been worried that Li Xing'er is a bad person?

"Hehe!" Ni Xiu smiled, "I used to know that you were more freewheeling, but you just did what you wanted, but I didn't know that you were still this kind of person who would do whatever it took to achieve your goals." ”

This is actually a bit heavy. He just didn't allow Ni Xiu to suspect Li Xing'er, but he used Ni Xiu's suspicion to make her unable to let go of her heart.

But Ji Wushuang was very calm, and he didn't have the slightest anger at all because of Ni Xiu's evaluation.

Ni Xiu was not calm anymore. Come to think of it, it's safer to bring people with you.

So, the two set off together to find the lost village in the ravines around Daniu Village.

Such a village is not hard to find. Qian Duo's side should have found out that she had been resurrected, and he was afraid that she would harm him again, so he did not continue to make trouble in the city, but moved the location to a mountain village that had almost no contact with the outside world. In these mountain villages, I am afraid that there will not be a few outsiders for thousands of years, even if they all become mud figures, I am afraid that no one will be able to find out, and the news will naturally not be able to spread.

They chose to walk on a remote mountain, and soon found a village.

"This ......" Ni Xiu took Ji Wushuang to hide behind a mud house, and his scalp was numb.

In the dim moonlight, a group of lifeless clay figurines were silently carnivaling.

Arm to arm, they formed a large circle, staring in unison at the middle of the circle, where there were no trees to obstruct it, only moonlight, and they danced strangely.

The limbs of the clay man are very uncoordinated, and his movements are extremely stiff, but his pace and movements are surprisingly consistent, as if he is a clay man, and the split doppelganger looks strange and eerie in this remote and quiet night.

The night clouds that covered the moon were blown away by the wind, and more bright moonlight poured down from the sky, impartially hitting the circle formed by the clay figures, and also illuminating the faces of many clay figures.

Ni Xiu watched from the sidelines, and his breath stagnated.

She was really afraid of these monsters whose names she couldn't say and who had never heard of them. The unknown is terrible, the general sneaky, she can accept it when she is mentally prepared, but when she encounters this, even if she actually knows in her heart that she will not be easily injured, let alone die easily, she will still be very repulsed, and there is an inexplicable fear hidden in her bones, which makes her feel cold from the bottom of her heart.

A pair of big hands touched her shoulders and pressed it a few times, feeling her body sink down, and she remembered that there was someone beside her.

As soon as she turned around, Ji Wushuang's calm and cold expression seemed to be a certain sedentative, which made the agitation in her heart calm down at once—she was not alone this time.

She lifted her breath slightly, and only when she heard her own breathing did she remove the strange silence in her ears, and her heart felt better.

Ji Wushuang hesitated for a moment, then reached out to hold her to support her.

Ji Wushuang doesn't like to come into contact with people very much, and this move is really unexpected by Ni Xiu. "Maybe it's because of my incomplete spiritual sense now" Ni Xiu didn't think much about it, nor did he refuse his kindness, he tightened his fingers slightly, and looked at the clay figure seriously.

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