Qiu Changtian woke up from his trance and saw Xu Yinglian sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her hair elegantly in the mirror.
Junior Sister Xu doesn't usually wear hairpins, she just ties them casually with a cyan ribbon. Now without the cyan ribbon, she lets her hair hang down casually, matching her already slender body curve, with a hint of laziness.
Four parts pure and three parts charming, very alluring.
Qiu Changtian's thoughts moved slightly, so he hugged Xu Yinglian from behind and put his hands on her waist.
Well, this meat is a little more plump and a little less lean, which can be said to be just right.
"What are you doing!" Junior Sister Xu snorted from her nose and said angrily.
Although there is no yelling, the crisp voice and the melodious tone at the end are more like coquettishness than an angry protest.
"What? My husband can't hold you?" Qiu Changtian simply took the lead in protesting and asked her.
"You can hug her, but you're not allowed to touch her." Xu Yinglian said lazily.
As soon as these words came out, Qiu Changtian immediately regretted it.
If I had known that junior sister was already so gentle and gentle, I should have hugged her more.
As for more in-depth intimate actions, just wait until Chen Guanshui's identity is restored before continuing with her, lest in the last step, junior sister thinks that she is marrying the right Qiu Changtian, which will not be wonderful.
Wait, if I regain my identity as Chen Guanshui, I’m not sure how my junior sister will treat me!
Forget it, let's talk about it later.
Qiu Changtian helped junior sister comb her hair and asked gently:
"Are there any other clues about Xu Zhi?"
"Well, no more." Xu Yinglian sighed and said, "After all, it was too far away from now, and the family at that time seemed unwilling to disclose the specific reasons for Xu Zhi's rebellion."
"However, I do have some clues about the secret realm on this side of the Xiangjiang River."
She stood up, took out a roll of bamboo slips from her storage bag, and placed it on the table.
It turned out to be a bamboo slip... Qiu Changtian picked up the bamboo slip and browsed it quickly.
It is said that in the ancient country of Xiangchu, there was a loyal minister who, as predicted in all tragedies, was not trusted by the monarch.
Finally, the loyal minister was exiled here by the king, and drowned himself in the river in grief and anger.
After death, none of the heroic spirits left, but they came to a fairyland somewhere.
The owners of the fairyland are two ladies, who call themselves the "Goddess of Xiangjiang River" and are waiting here for the return of their husbands, "Jun Xiang".
After hearing about the loyal minister's deeds, he let him live in the fairyland and wait for the final fate of his motherland.
Seeing this, Qiu Changtian also began to ponder.
As we all know, such fantastic stories describing "mortal encounters with gods" are often metaphors for certain secret places.
The person who writes the story, on the one hand, in order to prevent the information about the entrance to the secret realm from being lost, will stuff a lot of hints into the content of the story.
On the other hand, in order to avoid being discovered by random people, I have to deliberately write in a roundabout way and refuse to speak directly.
Therefore, the common people only think that they are all made-up folklore, but the monks know that this may not be the case, some may be true... Even if they find nothing after exploring in the past, they cannot confirm whether the story is made up or they have not found the true story.
entrance.
"Shen Jiang then went to the secret realm." Qiu Changtian pondered, "So the entrance to the secret realm is probably at the bottom of the river?"
"Guess where you found this?" Xu Yinglian said calmly, "In the family library, Xu Zhi's name is on the borrowing record, and the date is on the eve of his defection."
"Wonderful!" Qiu Changtian praised.
Although stories like this may contain clues to secrets, most of them are real folklore, so the screening efficiency is relatively low, so that few people will be willing to read them specifically.
But Xu Yinglian always loved reading, and since he was a well-read person who had collected books since he was a child, it was not surprising to find this bamboo slip.
"In that case, let's call Senior Sister Luo and go to the bottom of the Xiangjiang River to find out what's going on." Qiu Changtian said with a smile.
The two of them left the inn room and went down the stairs. They saw Luo Baiyuan sitting at the table facing the river on the second floor, eating a milky white river fish with a bamboo stick.
Seeing her junior brothers and sisters coming suddenly, Senior Sister Luo was a little embarrassed and said quickly:
"Qiongying, Chang Geng, I'm not secretly eating alone here! It's just that the shopkeeper recommended it so hard that I reluctantly gave it a try..."
"Senior sister is very elegant." Qiu Changtian interrupted her explanation with a smile, and said to the shopkeeper next to him, "Give us another river fish and two pairs of bamboo chopsticks."
"I don't need it." Xu Yinglian said reservedly, but Qiu Changtian forced the chopsticks into her hand:
"Junior sister, after this fasting, she will not eat the fireworks of the world. This is not good."
"What's so bad?" Xu Yinglian raised an eyebrow, "It's all turbidity anyway."
"Everything in the world has its own taste." Qiu Changtian picked up a chopstick of fish meat and put it in his mouth, "It will be good for your mood to try more."
"Really?" Xu Yinglian was a little surprised.
If someone else had said such a thing, she would have sneered and ridiculed it, but senior brother has a clear mind. Is eating like this really good for the state of mind?
Thinking of this, Junior Sister Xu stretched out her chopsticks and tasted the fish on the plate, her eyebrows soon stretched.
tasty.
Luo Baiyuan watched helplessly from the side, trying hard to swallow back the small protest of "This is the fish I ordered" that came to his throat.
...Forget it, when the fish they ordered comes out, they will give me a bite, right?
Anchovies have a strong fishy smell, but the store is willing to add onions, ginger, and garlic to suppress the smell. The milky white fish soup is extremely delicious.
Qiu Changtian ate happily, thinking that, forget it with Junior Sister Xu, she could ask Miss Shi to come over and study it, and learn the recipes from the store, so as to improve her cooking skills... Tsk, I don't even forget to eat good food. Liuli, I am so kind.
After eating the river fish, the three of them set off.
This time the target was the bottom of the river, so the three of them did not continue taking the boat, but used water walking techniques and then stepped into the bottom of the river.
There are more trees in the south, and the river water is clearer than in the north. There are many and dense schools of fish, and some finless porpoises swim near the aquatic plants.
The three people's consciousness swept over the surrounding water plants and piles of rocks, and continued walking forward.
Of course, scanning while walking in this way is extremely inefficient, because the river surface is relatively wide, and the scanning range of the spiritual consciousness is not enough, it feels like finding a needle in a haystack.
In desperation, Qiu Changtian had no choice but to ask the Kunlun Mirror to help scan it to prevent it from missing the entrance to the secret realm.
After about two hours, Qiu Changtian suddenly noticed something flashing past on the top of the riverbed hill ahead.
It seems like...a water snake?
"Found it." Kunlun Mirror suddenly said, "I captured the spatial fluctuations at the entrance to the secret realm!"