The two words flashed in the palm of his hand, but Qu Yuan could feel it, a special energy was in the palm of his hand, as long as his mind moved, he could urge it.

Qu Yuan then tried it, injected the true qi in his body into his right hand, and then, only saw the word "mountain ghost" flashing with silver light in his palm.

After the light passed, the sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, there seemed to be a faint voice of a woman singing in my ears, ethereal and tactful, like crying.

Yin Yuan's face was a little pale, there was too much true qi needed to urge this sword to manifest, and for a while, the true qi in Yin Yuan's body was almost exhausted.

So he hurriedly withdrew his true qi, the long sword disappeared, and the mountain ghost in his palm slowly disappeared.

What's going on?

What happened to me?

Who the hell am I?

Qu Yuan was at a loss, what kind of existence was this so-called mountain ghost, whether it was a curse or something else, what would it bring to him, whether it was a benefit or a calamity.

Qu Yuan had no way of knowing.

But Qu Yuan had a special feeling in his heart, that is, he thought that this mountain ghost was harmless to him.

This is a subconscious feeling, and Qu Yuan can't come up with any evidence to prove it, because of this feeling, Qu Yuan decided not to tell others about it.

In the next two days, Qu Yuan stayed at home quietly, sometimes going to the library to read books, sometimes sitting quietly in the courtyard, and in order to take care of Qu Yuan, the family arranged two maids and a domestic servant to serve Qu Yuan.

I have to say that the Qu family is worthy of being a big family, one of the three Lu, these three subordinates all have a divine realm, you know, this kind of person is put outside, and some small families can definitely be invited to worship as guests.

But in the Qu family, they can only be maids and servants, although they are directly subordinate to the sons of the Qu family, but they are still slaves after all.

This has to make people feel the so-called heritage.

Two maids, one Chan and one Juan, are called salaries.

In this era, domestic servants have no surname, only a name, their status is higher than that of slaves, lower than that of commoners, and the sons of good families will not marry like this.

Of course, it's not that they won't, for example, if these maids and servants of the Qu family are willing to marry, then more than half of the people in Danyang City will be willing.

After all, he is also a slave family, but he is in the Qu family, so his identity is different.

Qu Yuan lived in a separate small courtyard, with a stone table, a small pavilion, and a small flower garden, which was reasonably located in the courtyard, and it can be seen that the person who designed this courtyard was carefully planned and laid out.

A faint smoke shrouded everything, and the morning sun shone a warm golden light, and everything in the yard was covered with fine dewdrops.

Qu Yuan was sitting at the stone table, holding a book in his hand, and was reading carefully.

The two maids stood quietly aside, the younger one seemed to be tired, standing there, but the little head was little by little, and the braids were shaking.

The slightly older maid watched, a little anxious, and quietly went to the younger one from behind.

However, I don't know if I slept too well or used too much force, but the little girl's head was still little by little.

The small movements of the two maids behind him are in Qu Yuan's eyes, probably because it is not because he has lived in the Qu family since he was a child, Qu Yuan does not have the slightest contempt for these maids, nor does he stand tall because he is the third son of the Qu family.

For the actions of the two maids behind him, he just smiled lightly, and then continued to read the book in his hand.

As a descendant of the Gaoyang clan and one of the three Lu of the Chu State, the Qu family has collected many ancient books and secret books in the library at home.

These texts contain the ideas of many sages and the pursuit of the Tao.

These have benefited Qu Yuan a lot.

Gifted and intelligent, he was able to clearly understand the ideas contained in these classics, and in the process of reading, he seemed to be walking through the long river of history, communicating with the sages.

However, today is the banquet held for him by the Qu family, although the vast majority of the Qu family does not want to hold it for him, and even wants to expel him, thinking that he is a fake.

However, the two gray-haired old men insisted on holding a banquet for their grandson.

At every family banquet for Qu Yuan, when he saw the love in the cloudy eyes of the second elder, he felt deep responsibility and guilt.

Because, he wasn't sure if he was really Qu Yuan, or if he was the Qu Yuan they were thinking about day and night.

After that incident, he didn't know who he was, he thought he was Qu Yuan, but except for the second elder, it seemed that the rest of the people didn't believe that he was Qu Yuan.

Qu Yuan thought of Qu Boyong, as Qu Yuan's biological father, he very firmly denied that Qu Yuan was the real Qu Yuan.

However, whenever he saw the second elder, he really hoped that he was the Qu Yuan that the second elder expected.

"Childe, the banquet is about to start later, and the head of the house asked you to change your clothes first. Outside the courtyard, the voice of the salary was heard.

"Got it, I'll go. Qu Yuan's thoughts retracted and he put down the bamboo slip in his hand.

Turning his head, he looked at Chan who was scared and Juan who was still nodding, and smiled.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, it's all to blame, why is she still sleeping, okay, I'm going to be punished now." Chan lowered her head and secretly looked at Qu Yuan's face, hoping to see something.

Qu Yuan stretched out his hand, Chan's face turned pale, "It's wrong, Childe is angry, he made a move, is he going to kill us?" The thoughts in the little girl's head flickered.

"Childe don't want to ...... Ah......" Chan plucked up her courage and wanted to stop Childe from making a move, she wanted to tell Childe that it was not right to kill people casually like this, but the next scene made her unable to speak.

I saw that Childe's hand grabbed Xiaojuan's braid, pulled it gently, and said jokingly: "It's time to get up and eat, big lazy pig." ”

How, how could it be so. Chan's little head couldn't react at all, her little face suddenly turned red, and she covered her face with her hands.

Childe, how can Childe be like this, this is not right, and also, how can you treat Xiaojuan like that, this is too, too unruly, but I really want Childe to pull braids, and then speak in such a tone.

No, no, Xiaochan, you can't think like this, but you really want to do this.

Xiaochan covered her face, but her fingers opened, revealing a pair of watery eyes that kept looking at the scene in front of her.

"Eat, eat, woo wow!" Xiao Juan said in a daze, opened her eyes, and suddenly saw the person in front of her, and was startled, and then, "It hurts, it hurts." Xiaojuan covered her head, tears in her eyes.