Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 93 Goodbye Qin Xianghe

Two months later, Fang Ling followed her father and Fu Sheng back to Qingyuan Mountain.

Cuiyun's sister-in-law has already returned to her mother's house in Nanping.Although Fu Sheng cried a few times, he was still a reasonable child.Even though she is reluctant to give up, she can't selfishly imprison her sister-in-law in this sad place for the rest of her life.

The only thing he could do was to beg his master or Fang Ling to take him to Nanping to see his sister-in-law.

Fang Ling often thinks of the intoxicating and intoxicating springtime of Fangfei.After the rainy day and clear clouds, the man in blue and white lingered in her heart like a dream, his indifferent and distant appearance seemed to be untainted by the world, which made her unable to forget it.

She regretted that she didn't ask a few more questions about him.Whether it's the teacher's school or the background, if you want to find someone, you need to know something.

However, she knew nothing about Yue Xun.

It will be the twelfth of July soon, and according to the custom, there is always a sacrifice to the dead.It was the first time Fang Ling went down the mountain since returning to Jingchi Temple.What surprised Fu Sheng was that this time Fang Ling didn't say anything and took him with him, and just left alone.

Arrived at Qin Xianghe's grave.For others, the tomb is nothing more than a place of remembrance and sacrifice.But for Qin Xianghe, this is the place where he rests his soul.

It shouldn't be a place to talk about at all, after all, Qin Xianghe's soul can only gradually dissipate along with the corruption of his body, and he will bear the pain of a little bit of decay in his body forever and ever.

Even though he was burned by the fire that day, his body was not completely destroyed. There should still be some residual soul in the remains.However, that part of the remnant soul can do nothing but continue to bear the pain, and even the memory no longer exists.

Perhaps remembering it was an unbearable pain for him. Those sins that were difficult to redeem in this life would be better if he forgot them.

Fang Ling simply burned a stick of incense. After all, burning paper money would be of no use.Since he has not entered reincarnation, why does he need those things that are only available in the legendary underworld?

What Fang Ling didn't expect was that he would meet Bitao here.After thinking about it, the only person who could remember Qin Xianghe was Bitao, besides myself.

Bi Tao moved her lotus steps lightly, came slowly, and gave Fang Ling a brief salute.Then he took out the incense candles in the basket and lit them one by one.

Fang Ling remembered what happened that time, and still owed Bi Tao a favor.He said: "I would like to thank the girl that day."

Bi Tao cared about the burning paper, without turning her head, said: "I don't know if you want to thank me for presenting the evidence in court or thank me for borrowing your clothes? If you thank me for presenting the evidence, then there is no need, it should be owed by him Favor.

If you thank me for borrowing your clothes that day, there is no need.If I knew that you borrowed the clothes to force him to death, I would not borrow them no matter what. "

"you hate me?"

"I don't hate him! He did those wrong things, and he should have been repaid for it. I just didn't expect that I would be the one who fueled this retribution."

"I didn't expect him to be so decisive."

"He was that kind of person. At the beginning, because I loved him, I insisted on following him to Yuanchuan. But I didn't want him to lose me from the beginning to the end. But it's okay, although I didn't get the friendship I wanted, but I got it I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life.”

Fang Ling knew that he had nothing to say. Although Bi Tao didn't hate him, she was definitely very reluctant to see him again.

Just as he turned around to leave, he heard Bitao say behind him:

"There are no more than three pieces of that dress in Qingyuan Town. One is mine, one is owned by the eldest lady, and the other is a scrap that was sold at a low price. Think about it, even if you can't pay me for the clothes, you should pay me more Silver is."

Fang Ling smiled, as if he had let go of a very important matter.

What Fang Ling didn't expect was that Bi Tao could drink very well, and she was still sober after drinking three rounds with herself, only slightly tipsy.It was sunset time when the two of them enjoyed themselves.

On the way back to Qingyuan Mountain, Fang Ling kept thinking that all these tragedies turned out to be friendship in the first place.It doesn't matter whether Qin Shizhang treats Qin Shichang well, or Bitao and Cuiyun's sister-in-law treat Qin Xiang whatever.

Even Qin Xianghe was extremely grateful to Qin Shizhang's family at first.Even Zhou had her own affection for Qin Xianghe.

But when did friendship become a crime?
Perhaps it started when the Zhou family had those unsatisfied desires out of love, or it started when Qin Xianghe had many doubts and suspicions about Qin Shizhang.Friendship is so beautiful, but desire is so terrible.Friendship can be long-lasting and meaningful, and there is no right or wrong, but people ultimately need to be able to distinguish between good and evil, and right and wrong can often occur in a single thought.

In the evening, as the twilight grew darker, Fang Ling walked alone on the forest path.Although he was thinking deeply, he could still sense that there was always Yin Qi surrounding him dozens of feet away.

Since going up the mountain, that cloudy energy has been following him neither far nor near, neither appearing nor leaving.In the end, Fang Ling was the first to lose his composure, and said:

"Red eye, is your skin itchy again?"

I felt a gust of wind blowing, and red eyes appeared in front of Fang Ling.

"Girl, you've grown up! Did you discover that I followed so far?"

Since Fang Ling gradually got used to the existence of the demon pill, his cultivation base has improved a lot.In addition, she has a keen sense of spirituality, so it is easy to detect ghosts like Hongyaner who are full of yin and don't know how to hide themselves in an instant.

"You still have the face to come to me?"

"It's been so long, do you still remember? At that day, you said that I didn't take the opportunity to run away, so why don't I stay here to give that monster a head?"

"Although the words are so true, you shouldn't have scorned me. I thought you were seriously injured at the time, and I jumped down with you. I almost gave it a snack, do you know?"

"Of course I know that you are the most righteous, so isn't this an initiative to show your kindness to you?" Hongyan'er said sarcastically.

Seeing that Fang Ling was looking at him cautiously, Red Eyes said urgently: "I said, don't be ignorant of flattery! There are not many people in Qingyuan Mountain that I can look up to!"

"Okay, I accept your offer, but for someone as hungry as you, I'd better be careful about my soul."

"The heart of a villain! I'm the kind of ghost who forgets righteousness and deceives friends?"

After speaking, Xu felt that such a thing had just happened, and he also felt that the words were not convincing.He added:

"Didn't I tell you before? I just ate a burned ghost, but I never thought that he was a ruthless person with such a deep obsession that I couldn't digest it for a while.

Later, I went out to fight with you and swallowed a lot of souls for a while.It choked me so much that I still burp until now. I probably haven’t wanted to eat any more souls for the past year and a half. "

"Stop playing lip service! Yuanchuan Town hasn't heard of any water leakage recently, and where did the burnt ghost come from?"

"Why did I lie to you! Speaking of which, the burning ghost and you are probably old acquaintances. I saw that he has a lot of scenes related to you in his memory. You don't know him?"

Fang Ling's head buzzed. Four months ago, on the West Street of Yuanchuan Town, there was a raging fire, Qin Xianghe with decisive eyes, the soul lock knot on his wrist...

When he saw Qin Xianghe's corpse that day there was no soul consciousness, and he thought it was just trapped inside by a soul-locking knot, but he didn't expect it to be in Hongyan'er's stomach.

Fang Ling was filled with grief and anger, and a lot of spiritual power immediately gathered in his hands. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Hongyan'er's neck, and said angrily, "You swallowed Qin Xianghe's soul?"

"Fuck! Bastard, you are such a ruthless person! Don't forget that when you were in prison, it was Lao Tzu who stepped forward regardless of past suspicions, and saved you from danger!"

"Let me ask you, what is the name of the person you swallowed, Prime Minister Qin?"

"That's right! It's him! I'll just swallow it, what can you do to me?

That fellow's soul was trapped in his body, if I hadn't swallowed him in one gulp, he would still be raising maggots in the cemetery to this day, do you understand that I am doing good deeds? "

When Fang Ling heard this, his expression moved slightly. After being stunned for a long time, he finally lost the strength in his hand, and his expression gradually dimmed like a deflated rubber ball.

Seeing Fang Ling let go of his hand, Hong Yaner immediately jumped up and cursed:

"It's true that I want to make friends when I see that you are a righteous man. But don't go crazy with me! As an evil ghost, I can eat living people. What's wrong with eating even dead people?"

"However, Qin Xiang was my best friend!"

Seeing Fang Ling's sad expression and desolate tone of voice, Hongyan'er thought to herself that she had lived to be nearly a hundred years old, so she was a man who understood justice and had no need to argue with this teenage girl.

Then he calmed down and asked, "Your friend? Very close?"

"Yes! I have been staying in Qingyuan Mountain since I was a child. Apart from meeting you monsters and monsters, Qin Xianghe is my first friend."

"Oh, after all, I can't be considered a friend? Although I am not a human being, I am loyal. You will not suffer any disadvantages if you become my friend!"

"But you are ugly!" Fang Ling burst into tears suddenly.

"Fuck! I don't know how to praise! No matter how ugly I am, can I still make you cry twice?"

With red eyes, she watched Fang Ling cry so hard that the more she cried, the sadder she became. She felt miserable and miserable, as if she had been greatly wronged.He became more good-tempered than ever before and transformed into dozens of handsome young men with their own merits to please Fang Ling.

There are elegant scholars with folding fans, warriors with stern faces and arrogant hearts, gentle gentlemen, and wanderers from the world.But no matter what kind of person he is, whenever he opens his mouth, he can't help but have Hongyan's generous temperament.

Fang Ling looked at Hongyan'er's clumsy, forcefully elegant appearance, shaking the wind and fanning the fan, and finally burst into tears.

After laughing for a long time, he said: "Can you just become Qin Xianghe?"

Hongyan'er paused, pondered for a moment, and then transformed into Qin Xianghe with a wave of his hand.That familiar face, a pair of natural peach blossom eyes with a bit of cynicism in the world, stood in front of him with a smile.

Fang Ling grabbed his red eyes and turned into Qin Xianghe, giggling for a long time until tears flowed down his face.

Hongyan'er was in a daze for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Reserve! Be reserved! Don't touch her, I'm a serious person."

After saying that, he broke away and turned into a black smoke and fled in a panic.

"No ghost is as difficult as a drunkard!"

Fang Ling listened to the red eyes still complaining in the distance.

Hearing Hongyan'er call her a drunkard, Fang Ling couldn't help but murmur in her daze: "You really drank too much! I don't know what Yue Xun's intestines are made of. I never get drunk even if I see him drinking all day long."

Thousands of miles away, in the Yunxiao Palace of Guiyun Mountain, Changting sneezed without warning.Xianyao next to him said: "Master, is he infected with the cold?"

"When did you see me sick?"

Xianyao was stunned for a moment, and he thought it was true. He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. He didn't know whether it was because of his particularly strong body or some other reason.

Chang Ting rolled up the classics in his hands, and sighed in his heart: Why don't I want to catch an ordinary cold?

(End of this chapter)