Chapter 978: Something Happened to the Qingsha Clan
The song seemed to be understood but not understood. Sitting opposite Master Guiyi, listening carefully and devoutly, my heart was like a mirror lake, and it seemed to stir up ripples.
"Girl, tell me what you think." Master Guiyi said.
Qingge pursed her thin lips tightly and thought carefully, then narrowed her eyes, pointed at the tea set on the table, and said: "Tea cups, teapots, and tea trays are all made of purple sand. Therefore, all things are unified, and another example is iron.
It can be made into knives, spears, swords, and halberds.
The smile on Master Guiyi's face became richer and kinder, "You are quite clever, kid. There are some words that you just need to point out. Whether you can understand them or not depends on you. It's getting late and the journey is long. Let me go back early.
Bar."
"Will Master always stay at Nanhua Temple?" Qing Ge asked.
As she spoke, she opened her dark eyes like splashing ink and looked at Master Guiyi eagerly, as if she admired him very much, but in the depths of her pupils, a bright light flashed.
Yes, she is testing Master Guiyi.
The appearance of Master Guiyi is too miraculous.
Today, we are in a precarious and turbulent time. As the saying goes, you cannot have the intention of harming others, but you must have the intention of guarding against others.
Gui Yi said kindly: "I am the abbot of Nanhua Temple, so I will naturally stay at Nanhua Temple forever. If the little girl has any unsolved problems in the future, you can come to me to discuss it with me."
"If that's the case, then I won't be polite in the future." Qing Ge said, "It should be noted that listening to your words is worth ten years of reading."
It is true that Master Guiyi has very high attainments in Taoism, but the mental state of cultivation is inseparable from Taoism. In the future, when Qingge breaks through and encounters bottlenecks, it is indeed necessary to come to Nanhua Temple, at least listen to Guiyi
After the master explained it, she could feel that she was one step away from the spiritual master. All she had to do was use her strength to pierce the thin white paper.
"Girl, sticking to your original intention is more tiring than standing out and rising through the ranks." Gui Yiyi said.
"The younger generation would like to listen to the master's teachings."
"Go." Master Guiyi waved his hand and whisked the dust.
Qingge stood up, bowed to Master Guiyi, then turned and left.
Before leaving, he closed the door for Master Guiyi.
Time flies by like a white horse, and the sun is already setting.
On the top of the mountain, Ye Wuhen cuddled up to Qingsha Yao shamelessly, while Aventurine stood on the edge of the railing, looking at everything with pity with his sad eyes. He looked at a piece of yellow paper in his hand in trance.
"Aventurine." Qing Ge walked up behind Aventurine and patted her shoulder lightly with her tender white hands.
Aventurine trembled slightly and let go of his hand. The yellow paper went with the wind and floated down from the top of the mountain.
"Is that the sign you asked for?" Qingge watched as the yellow paper gradually disappeared in the gentle wind.
Aventurine smiled slightly and said: "Yes."
"What kind of sign is it?" Qing Ge asked.
Aventurine said: "Sign up."
"Signed? Not bad." Qing Ge beamed with joy.
Not far away, Qingsha Yao glared at Ye Wuhen, then walked to Qingge, pushed the aventurine towards Ye Wuhen, leaned on the railing, raised an eyebrow at Qingge, and asked
: "You have been chatting with Master Guiyi for so long, what did you say?"
"I encountered a problem when I was trying to break through the spiritual master. Fortunately, Master Guiyi solved the problem." Qing Ge said.
"oh."
Qingsha Yao lazily responded, her body as soft as mud, lying on the railing, looking down at the mountain scenery, suddenly, her brows seemed to be frowning, and she asked helplessly: "Qingge?"
, what does it feel like to like someone?"
Qing Ge was in a daze, her mind trembled, and she blurted out: "Maybe it was because the breeze was not dry that year and the sun was just right, so he farted just as you wanted."
Qingsha Yao: "..."
After saying the words, Qingge couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth a few times.
She turned her head and looked at each other with Qingsha Yao.
Qingge faced the evening breeze, coughed dryly, and said: "Qingsha, don't always think about the future. The future is full of surprises that catch you off guard. If you have time to worry about some things, it's better to be down-to-earth and cherish the present.
, if you can't live well now, how can you talk about the future? Life is only a few decades, and it is happy to enjoy yourself in time."
Qingsha Yao was half confused and half understood.
She also wanted to have fun, but the future of the Qingsha clan was weighing on her shoulders like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe, let alone fall in love.
"Don't worry too much. As long as it's your decision, no matter what it is, I will support you, even if the other person is my brother." Qingge said.
Qingsha Yao smiled, "What should I do? I don't want to go back to the Qingsha clan anymore."
"Then don't go back, Ye Mansion is your home." Qingge said.
"Okay, let's go home." Qingsha smiled and said, "I miss Grandpa Ye's soup."
Qingge let Qingsha Yao hold her arms and walked towards the carriage.
One of the carriages had a broken wheel, so the four of them sat in the same carriage.
Late at night.
The ancient horse-drawn carriage rolled down the road from the top of the mountain, making a soft sound as the wheels crushed the muddy leaves on the ground.
At the foot of the mountain, a medicine boy carrying a basket of medicines returned home with a full load. Suddenly, he saw a bright yellow light.
The medicine boy knelt down and picked it up.
It's a piece of paper——
The medicine boy spread out the paper. The paper was soaked with mud and only a few words could be read clearly.
"Drawing a lottery will lead to a bloody disaster? Is this the lottery you asked for at Nanhua Temple?" The medicine boy curled his lips and muttered, "They say the lottery at Nanhua Temple is the most effective. I really don't know why I have to draw it now.
Who is the person?"
"It's bad luck, bad luck, just throw it away."
The medicine boy threw away the yellow paper, wiped his hands on his trouser legs twice, stepped on the yellow paper, and left.
The yellow paper was deep in the mud, and when the moonlight suddenly appeared, a word in blood could be seen.
Creepy.
In the carriage heading to the imperial capital city, Aventurine closed his eyes and took a nap, frowning slightly. Thinking of the contents of the signature, his face turned a little pale.
On the outskirts of the city, the carriage is about to enter the city gate.
A dark shadow suddenly appeared, like a lotus flower, slowly blooming in the night.
Qingsha Yao's pupils shrank, she stood up suddenly, her head hit the car board, and it hurt.
"What's wrong?" Qingge asked.
Ye Wuhen looked at Qingsha Demon worriedly and wanted to rub her injured area. Looking at Qingsha Demon's cold and serious face, he was speechless.
"Something happened to the Qingsha clan, I have to leave." Qingsha Yao said.
"Something happened? Could it be Jialan's hand?" Qingge asked.
Qingsha Yao sneered, "Apart from those beasts like Jialan, who in my Qingsha clan would dare to attack my people? Qingge, you will go to Xuanyue Pass soon. If you have anything to do, go to Tiandi Academy to find Yan Yuan.
Chang, don’t worry about me, I won’t die yet.”
"Be careful, grandpa will keep the soup for you." Qingge said.
Qingsha Yao gave Qingge a stiff smile, then opened the curtain and rushed out.
The curtain was lowered, and Ye Wuhen stepped forward and lifted the curtain again. Looking out anxiously, he saw the evil and awe-inspiring girl disappearing in the wind, mysterious and coquettish.
She didn't say goodbye to him.
He didn't even bother to give me a look.
Ye Wuhen put down the curtain, feeling depressed, but more worried about whether the Qingsha Demon would encounter any danger.