Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 282 Buried in Love

Li Mingqing passed three courtyards and breathed out her breath gently from her lungs. The oppression brought by this person on her was even worse than that of "Mr. Zhang" in Bixiao Pavilion.

"Did he just follow us?" the girl asked softly.

"I don't know." The black cat's blue eyes stared straight ahead.

"." This was the first time Li Mingqing heard such an answer from this kitten.

All the way back, no one was seen, and the warriors who had unloaded the goods had no idea where they were. Li Mingqing suddenly felt that she was not the special one who was looking around. There were more people in this house than she could see. Wherever she goes, she does things she doesn't know about.

lunch.

Yi Chengxin and Yi Nandai still didn't show up, and a silent servant delivered the food.

"Excuse me." The girl asked with a clear smile, "I see that your house is quiet and quiet, and I really want to take a stroll, but I can't see anyone and I'm afraid of being inadvertently rude - are there any places that are inconvenient to go to?"

The servant paused for a moment, closed the door and retreated before saying: "Don't enter the locked place, and don't come to the backyard."

Li Mingqing took the meal and was about to nod with a smile when the calm voice of the black cat suddenly sounded in her ears. The girl's eyes narrowed and she reached out and grabbed the servant's arm: "Please stay!"

Then she let go of her hand with some embarrassment: "Um, I wonder what Sister Yi and the others are busy with. Dressing up, packing the gifts, etc. I can also help."

"Thank you, I won't bother you."

"Oh, okay." Li Mingqing watched the door close in front of her and slowly raised her index finger in front of her eyes.

His face gradually hardened.

This finger is slender, straight, and smooth, and the soft fingertips are very clean, with nothing visible to the naked eye.

Only the girl clearly felt that a bit of gel-like coldness fell on it. She followed the instructions of the kitten and rubbed it from the bottom of the servant's sleeve. The touch was like melting colorless jade.

"what is this?"

The black cat squatted on her shoulder: "Material with extremely strong spiritual content."

".Shuiyang Yuke?"

The black cat was silent for a while: "Maybe."

Li Pingqing frowned.

The materials that had just arrived were eagerly taken apart and used. The Yi family wanted such things not because of their precious value, but because of themselves.

"What exactly can this thing do?"

Black Cat pondered for a while: "Spirit-containing materials generally have two characteristics. One is that it can be used as a tangible and usable heaven and earth spirit mystery, so that people who have not yet possessed the spirit can also use it; the other is that the spirit mystery often has a special structure in it. , If the spirit of heaven and earth is iron, these materials are swords, shields, and mirrors, in short, there is something magical that is difficult to replicate."

Li Yiqing gently twirled her fingers together: "What's so magical about this thing?"

The black cat stretched out a sharp claw and lightly touched the jade. The blue flame ignited silently. With just one breath, the black cat annihilated it and looked at the girl's fingers silently.

After a while, it stretched out its claws again and cut the small jade into two smaller pieces. Then it tilted its head, cut off a strand of Li Mingqing's hair as she opened her eyes slightly, and gently stuffed it into one of them.

"Why don't you pluck your own hair?" The girl was much bolder now.

"I'm growing."

"."

The black cat asked the girl to hold the untied piece of hair into her other hand, and the piece wrapped in a ball of black hair and stretched like a small ball remained on the girl's index finger.

Then it looked with blue eyes, and the spiritual fire was quietly ignited under this one.

Li Mingqing suddenly tightened his pupils!

He stared at his fingertips motionless.

At that moment, the small jade-like piece of jade disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace of its existence. At the same time, a tiny bit of coldness fell on the girl's fingertips.

Li Mingqing slowly moved her eyes to her other hand and opened it slightly. The small ball wrapped in black hair lay quietly in her palm.

"Like water melting into water, as long as they are in the spiritual mysteries of heaven and earth, they can travel freely without hindrance, and as long as a connection at the spiritual mystical level is established between the two, they will run towards each other." Black Cat's calm voice It sounded in the girl's ears, "This is the magical property naturally constructed by Xuan Qi. After thoroughly dismantling this material, a warlock can also use the most basic Ling Xuan to recreate the same effect - of course , you have to be very talented.”

".Where are these materials used?"

"Generally speaking, the weapon array is commonly used in various ways."

Li Mingqing was still somewhat silent: "It will take time to burn the elixir and refine the weapon."

Black Cat nodded: "Yes, formation."

There is only one girl in the sect who is a master of Wu Xuan, and she is really unfamiliar with these spiritual things: "The material is very light to the touch, eighty kilograms of Shuiyang jade. It must be a very big formation, where can it be laid out - "

She quickly remembered the question and answer she just asked - "Don't go in the backyard."

"I'm going to the back," Black Cat said, "You stay at your residence and don't move around until I come back."

Li Mingqing opened her eyes: "Is it safe for you and the cat? I'll go with you."

Black Cat was silent for a moment: "Thank you, but I will try my best to ensure your safety before seeing Pei Ye."

"." The girl's mood seemed to have been completely cut off.

She was quiet for a moment: "Then I just went to Yidanjun's old residence to have a look. If the old servant comes to stop me, it will be easier for you. On the contrary, I can also find something here."

"."

The black cat looked at her without saying a word, and the girl looked back without hesitation. The two pairs of eyes were of different colors but had the same clear reflection.

"Okay, then you don't move again in a quarter of an hour. I'll try to keep him with me as much as possible." Black Cat said, turned around and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

Li Mingqing pursed her lower lip and smiled lightly, but quickly restrained it. Only then did she remember something. She sat in the courtyard and took a few mouthfuls of food, then calmly rinsed her mouth and hands, and then went out with the small drawer.

In autumn, there is a large locust tree and an empty and quiet mansion.

The girl placed the drawer at the door, pressed her sword and headed to the east courtyard again.

The rust-locked old wood remains as it always is, looking like a portal to the past in the quiet air.

The girl gently reached out and pressed the lock, then turned her head and looked towards the backyard.

I don’t know what Black Cat did, but there was indeed no stopping sound from behind. Li Mingqing jumped in.

The courtyard is as old and worn as it is inside and out. This small courtyard seems to have been forgotten here forever, with no sign of anyone coming in or out. The furnishings in the courtyard have long lost the habits of the old owner. When the girl walked under the eaves, the cracked and faded pillars were filled with solidified loess.

There was an old lock on the door again.

Li Mingqing came to the window and pushed it, and it was bolted from the inside. She gently pressed her hand and shook it, breaking the brittle wood inside. A house without anyone to support it will always age at an extremely fast rate.

The girl jumped in lightly and looked around.

Unexpectedly, the inside was not messy, but as neat and empty as Yi Duanzhi's room - after the owner left, this room was carefully restored.

The difference from the one in Yi Duanzhi is that this place is as empty as it is inside and out. Not only is there no debris on the surface, but there is nothing in the cabinets and drawers. It feels empty like it has been abandoned, but like it has just been built.

Nothing really.

The tables and cabinets in the bedroom can be seen completely at a glance. There is only a wooden shelf left for the bed, and even the furniture in other rooms is rare.

The girl didn't expect that this old house with layers of padlocks was just an empty room. Let alone Yidanjun, based on the current appearance of this house, she couldn't even guess whether its old owner was a man or a woman.

Li Mingqing moved the last table away with some disappointment and looked at the blocked ground.

This is the southernmost room, and beyond that is Yi Nandai's courtyard. The girl can't tell what it used to be - maybe it was a study room, but now there is only this table left.

Nothing.

The ground was flat, and the girl even stepped on it like in a storybook, but all she got was a heavy muffled sound.

I wanted to laugh for a moment. Although I had a lot of experience, it only took half a year for me to go from a little junior sister who had everything to becoming the Jade Fei Young Master today, and innocence still always overflowed from the strange gaps - obviously she was the one who said those words The origin of this story is that I still learn to be a "charlatan" like I did when I was a child.

But just when she was about to move the table back, her eyes suddenly fell on the wall and stuck to it.

The wall blocked by the table has a fresher color, so the small difference has not been covered by thirty years of dust. I can only see that in the middle of the withered yellow wall, there is something that is not dry but not dry. A cracked piece.

Like it's twenty years younger than the paint around it.

Li Mingqing slowly squatted down and knocked lightly.

The empty sound echoed back to her ears.

Li Mingqing was really startled. He really didn't expect that this kind of method would actually appear here. It was like a trick thought up by a silly kid who read a martial arts storybook. For a moment, even this silent house seemed a little friendly. .

She tapped lightly again, and this time the soft yet unyielding Qi penetrated her fingers. With a "crash", the decaying wall collapsed.

A dusty box was exposed.

Li Mingqing took it out, stroked the dust, placed it on the table and slowly opened it.

Another pile of paper and ink.

It's just that it's not a book like the one in the drawer at the end of the coat, but a pile of papers of different sizes and shapes. There are two booklets at the bottom, and there seems to be a scroll buried.

Li Mingqing picked up one of the floating heads and was startled for a moment. She immediately understood what was contained in the square box.

Love letter.

Lots of love letters.

"The mountain eyebrows and sea eyes are like new at first sight; people call them Gushe, and I call them the Goddess of Luo."

With such a short piece of paper and two implicit and elegant sentences, this relationship started.

Li Mingqing looked at these letters one by one, starting from the spring of Chilong Xinhai and ending in the winter of Chilong Renzi, which lasted nearly two years, and gradually pieced together the ups and downs of this relationship.

In the spring of 1911, the chief shopkeeper of the Qiyun Chamber of Commerce of the Yi Family retired from illness, and a young woman temporarily replaced him to attend the largest gathering in Xiangzhou City on his behalf.

No one has ever seen this woman, and no one has ever seen such a fairy-like and cold temperament. In this unrelated gathering, this female shopkeeper almost captured the attention of everyone.

In the next ten days or so, Yi Danjun was still in charge of the Chamber of Commerce. He welcomed many people and received dozens of submissions, including generous invitations, dazzling love poems, and long outpourings. Among these pieces of paper and ink, a short piece of paper stands out. It has only sixteen characters and is signed with the title "Jianfengzhai Jushi" and nothing else.

Yi Danjun looked at it twice more, but also ignored it.

Since then, the letter owner who has not received a reply has never sent another letter.

About a month later, Yi Danjun inspected the warehouse, and her eyes were deeply attracted by several paintings full of spirit. The vividness of the spirit and the sophistication of the writing skills were like a passionate childlike heart born in an old body. She dug out the paintings that this person had offered for sale, looked at them one by one, and wrote down the name "Dongfang Tian".

So the next time the painter came to sell his paintings, Yi Danjun saw his true face.

Neither old-fashioned nor young, the man has a handsome appearance, and the smile that is always ready to appear at the corner of his mouth looks sincere and gentle.

The two chatted for a long time about the painting. Unlike Yi Chengxin, who was hot on the outside and cold on the inside, Yi Danjun was actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside. When the pleasant conversation was about to end, she finally couldn't help but smile and care about the new man. What good things happened to the friends I made, and why they kept grinning from ear to ear for a long time.

So the man told her with some embarrassment the note he had handed her.

Yi Danjun was surprised and a little confused: "Mr. Dongfang, you don't see that number in all your paintings."

"Oh, I have never picked up that kind of thing. I picked it up at that time." The man was a little embarrassed, "Well, I think it looks more elegant with a fasting number."

So Yi Danjun knew that the man's body mixed with spiritual energy was more dull than old-fashioned.

After that, Yi Danjun didn't mention the matter again, and Dongfang Tianze came to hand over the paintings more frequently. Each time, the two of them chatted for a while. Finally, on the day of the beginning of autumn in the year of 1911, the two of them talked about autumn color painting techniques, and Dongfang Tianze He plucked up the courage and invited the woman to watch him copy the autumn scenery at the edge of Xincang Mountain.

Yi Danjun agreed with a smile.

When they arrived at the mountain, Xingfang Tian spread paper and studied ink, while Yi Danjun looked on. However, after the man painted two strokes, he said that he had never touched a brush under the eyes of others and felt a little uncomfortable. Yi Danjun sat down understandingly. aside.

However, this man who looked like a dull gentleman suddenly revealed his smart ambition. Half an hour later, when the woman answered the call and came to look, the early autumn scene painted on it was lifelike, but it was just a background. He really Careful brushwork falls on the woman sitting sideways and reading quietly.

The man's exquisite painting skills don't need any explanation at all. All the colors and scenery in the painting are tilted towards the figure of the woman. This is not an autumn scene at all, it is clearly his careful premeditation.

Yi Danjun looked at the painting, moved his eyes for the first time, and pursed his lips slightly.

Dongfang Tian looked at the woman with a smile and wrote the name of this painting on the painting - "The Autumn of Xinhai for Dan Jun".

(End of this chapter)