The east turned white, and the three of them took the Ruyi flying boat, straight into the sky, and headed towards Mount Tao. vom
Bian Ci is new to training, so he is a little bit unfamiliar with controlling the Ruyi Flying Boat, and its escape speed is far slower than that of the Flying Sword. Fortunately, the flying boat is stable and comfortable, similar to the Qianyun Chariot, and avoids the pain of the strong wind hitting his face. . Wei Shiqi didn't rush her, and looked at the scenery under the clouds, mountains, rivers, towns, farmland, glimpses of light, and passing smoke and clouds.
The Ruyi Flying Boat was driven by true energy and flew thousands of miles in one breath. Bian Ci descended into the clouds and took a rest.
While walking, the crowds gradually thickened, and the three of them came to a town. They watched some people coming and going along the way. Wei Shiqi held Bian Ya's little hand, and Bian Ci walked beside him. Next to them, they look like a couple carrying a young girl. The man is tall, the woman is handsome, the little girl is beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows. People passing by can't help but pay attention to them.
At dusk, they stepped into a neat inn and had some wine and food. What a coincidence, this inn is also called "Dongxing", and its business is doing well. It faces the street with a restaurant, and the inside is a guest room. Wei Shiqi guessed that the "Dongxing" in Xinyang Town is probably a Xibei product, because this one There is a couplet in front of the door of "Dongxing", "I don't care about the east or the west, I don't care about the wine steward, I don't care about the prosperity or decline."
The calligraphy is good, the silver hook and iron painting are good, the couplet is appropriate and safe.
Xiao Er led the three of them up to the second floor. Wei Shiqi asked for a seat facing the street and by the window, ordered several exquisite dishes and served a pot of fine wine.
After a while, Xiao Er served the wine and food. Wei Shiqi and Bian Ci talked about some relaxed and comfortable topics. Bian Ya buried her head in eating the food, making her cheeks bulge, which was endearing.
Bian Ci touched the girl's hair and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry..."
Bian Ya's eyes rolled straight, like two pills in white mercury. After chewing the black mercury for a while, the speed gradually slowed down. She lowered her head and said nothing, and suddenly said "hehe" with a sinister smile, which made people's hair stand on end.
Wei Shiqi looked at each other, and Bian Ci sighed: "Here we go again... This is much better..." She pushed the girl's hanging hair behind her ears, but saw her eyes He turned pale, with a strange smile on his face, and his teeth clenched.
"Is the soul damaged?" Wei Shiqi casually used the "Requiem Technique", put his palm on her forehead, and touched it lightly. Bian Ya stayed for a moment, then her body slowly fell limp and she lay on the table. fell asleep on the bed.
Bian Ci was surprised and happy, and murmured: "What kind of magic is this?"
"Requiem is not a profound magic."
"It's from the Soul Captivating Technique. I've also practiced it, and it's never been so effective!"
"Everyone can change the tricks, and each one has their own ingenuity."
Bian Ci bit the tip of her chopsticks, stared at him intently, and begged: "Senior brother, teach me!"
"Actually, the truth is very simple. Let me tell you a story - once upon a time, there was a man who was very good at archery and always hit the mark. , boasting of his superior skills. One day, he was practicing archery on the school field and was attacked by an old man selling oil.Saw..."
Bian Ci raised his hand timidly.
"Uh, what do you want to say? "Wei Shiqi couldn't help but want to laugh. Bian Ci's behavior was like a young student asking to speak in class. He behaved well but hesitated to speak.
Bian Ci said: "It's the story of the oil seller. , 'Only familiarity with the ears', right? ”
“So you’ve heard this story! ”
“I heard my father talk about it when I was a child. "
Wei Shiqi coughed and said, "As long as you have heard it, I won't repeat it again. In fact, there is no secret to requiem. Practice it tens of thousands of times, and practice will make you perfect. "
"Senior brother, have you really practiced tens of thousands of times? "Bian Ci was doubtful.
"It's not true tens of thousands of times, but it's always true thousands of times. This is not a trick on you. "Back then, Wei Shiqi used the "He Qi Zhi Xuan Jing" to refine the demon elixir and practice the Roaring Moon Technique. He had no way to vent the excess true energy, so he practiced the soul-catching, soul-searching, and requiem-requieming techniques at will. He repeated it countless times. It is done easily and with great proficiency.
I have heard the stories and understand the principles. It is a magic that is not difficult, but it has to be repeated thousands of times, but few people can do it. . Bian Ci secretly sighed in her heart. If she had known that the requiem technique could soothe the damaged soul, she would have been willing to put in more effort and suffer more, but it was too late now.
"It's too late. ..." She muttered, reached for the wine bottle, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.
"As long as I'm here, there's no need to worry. "Wei Shiqi filled up the wine for her and raised his glass.
After a few glasses of wine, Bian Ci's eyes were red and he was slightly drunk. He said, "Senior Brother Wei, thank you very much. It’s just that I’ve never been able to figure it out. You were born in Kunlun and I was born in Taiyi. Sword and Xuan cultivators are incompatible with each other. Why do you want to help me and my sister? "
"...Actually, the truth is very simple. There is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no hate for no reason. I help you two sisters because I covet your beauty! "Wei Shiqi put a piece of beef into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said vaguely, "Is this the reason you want to hear? "
Bian Ci half-opened her mouth, the tip of her tongue pressed against her teeth, and was speechless for a while. After a long silence, she forced a smile, her voice trembling, "Is it true? "
Wei Shiqi reached out and touched her cheek, saying: "Haha! "He got up and left the seat, asked the shopkeeper for two upper rooms, and went to rest.
The bed was very strong, covered with a thin mat, and there was a slight breeze from the window. He closed his eyes and rested, and lay down half After a while, I suddenly felt that the heat was gone, the weather was cool, and there was faint noise of people on the street, and a poor man shouted: "It's cool! So cool! Ouch, what a pleasure! ”
Wei Shiqi curved the corners of his mouth, and the smile suddenly solidified on his face. High in the sky in the far north, the cracks were connected to the upper world. The air from Lihuo was constantly pouring into this world. The weather was getting hot every day. One day, it turns cool overnight, what does this mean?
Damn it, those guys outside are not "quenching"
While he was thinking about it, there were slight footsteps outside the house, and a person tiptoed into the room, quietly lying next to him, reaching out to hug his arm, and sighed contentedly. The moonlight shone on this small body, and Wei Shiqi remained unaware. Listening to her peaceful breathing, his worries faded away, and his heart felt calm.
If the sky falls and you are covered, why should you worry about him? If you are burning your eyebrows, please look at the present. If you are burning your eyebrows, please look at the present!
The night is deep, the sound of people is far away, everything is silent, and the chill is gradually growing outside the window. After a while, the west wind whimpers, and it starts to rain.
Bian Ya curled up in her sleep and stayed close to Wei Qi Qi. Wei Qi Qi covered her with a thin blanket, looked at the figure that had been standing outside the house for a long time, and hummed in a low voice: " The courtyard is quiet at midnight, and the stars are scattered across the river. When will the west wind come? I'm afraid the time will change secretly."
The low, slightly hoarse voice is exciting and thrilling in the quiet night. Listening to the sound of rain falling now and then softly through the thin door panel, Bian Ci wrapped her clothes tightly around her body and thought about something in her mind.
Unknowingly, many years have passed. She and her sister have been dependent on each other until today. Now, she no longer needs herself. Perhaps she is safer and happier by staying with that man with ulterior motives. Happier too.
I can only tell when the west wind will come, but I am afraid that the passing years will change secretly.