Chapter 70 The Bystander

The noisy crowd was like a flowing river. Qiu Yin looked down and found that many familiar Zongmen costumes were from Youzong.Feng Niang said that although Tingfeng Dao is the largest, it is a black market after all, and the authentic disciples of famous and upright schools recognize the Baibaoji in Tianhaige City.

There are quite a few disciples from various sects in Baibaoji, especially young disciples. In order to protect these future milk babies in the fairy world, Tianhai Pavilion has set up spiritual weapons and magic circles, and Tianhai Pavilion's own disciples often come to guard them.It is much better to listen to the wind when visitors come and go.

Of course, in the mouths of Nanjing and Sanxiu, they often mocked Baibaoji as the cradle of little brats and sneered.

Qiu Yin searched for a long time, and finally found the costume embroidered with the white crane pattern of Emperor Taiqing in the crowd. She jumped down the street lightly and fell behind them along the crowd.

That was Feng Zimai and Chen Wenchang when they were young.

Senior Brother Chen Er was quite angry when he was still a young bean sprout: "Senior brother, why did we bring her here? She is not from the same peak, so ask for trouble."

Feng Zimai himself is still immature and has not changed his voice, and has already taken on the hard work of teaching the second junior brother: "We are all brothers and sisters of the same clan. Fairy Bihua has something to do, and Senior Brother You is in the southern border. As juniors and fellow disciples, we should help. This is our responsibility. YouHave you forgotten what Master said?"

"Okay, well, who made her a girl who is more aggressive than me, like a puppy who bites anyone on the side of the road, and she made a lot of troubles in the foundation building a few days ago, and she even said nonsense that children wouldn't believe..."

Seeing Feng Zimai stop, Chen Wenchang had the posture of teaching him a lesson for three days and three nights, and hurriedly pushed the person away, "It's okay if I don't say anything, and it can't be blamed on me. I thought it was hard to have a junior sister, she must be a gentleLovely girl, who knew that a demon king came, I can't beat it, can't I just hide?"

Feng Zimai looked at the sugar men around him: "Would you like to bring Qiu Shimei a..."

"What to bring, have you forgotten how she kicked us out?"

Chen Wenchang was still angry, he didn't want to be the wronged person at all, he pulled Feng Zimai and ran away, "The lantern festival is about to start, let her sleep in the inn alone."

Inn.Qiu Yin quietly watched the back of them leaving, turned around, and quickly pushed out the inn of several people according to their route.

Tianhai Pavilion is spacious, compared with the exotic Tingfeng Tower, all kinds of buildings have only one characteristic-glory and splendor.

Qiu Yin squatted next to the shopkeeper of the Tianhai Inn, blatantly watching him flip through the brochures, and the words "Taiqingzong" flashed across the record. She wrote it down and went upstairs silently, standing in front of the private room at the end of the second floor.

She hesitated a little. don't know whether this street is a fantasy or a memory, but no matter what, it should be a test for Zhang Jiwen. There is probably a shrunken version of her sitting in the gorgeous private room. Isn't it good to kick the door directly?

Qiu Yin puts herself in the right place, no matter what age she is, if someone dares to kick open her door or walk in without warning, she can wring that person's head off.

Come on, make a good impression.The bloody and brutal Demon Master straightened his clothes, and knocked on the door twice politely.

"roll!"

The immature bass came from the private room, faintly depressing, with childish words, no one knew who was yelling at.

Qiu Yin looked at her hand that hadn't knocked at all, no, she just pushed the door...and didn't.

Qiu Yin will not see Xian Ning coming out, throwing it into a corner, the ground has neither a slight tremor nor a rolling sound, she turns around and sees a waiter carrying food upstairs, who seems blind to not see her such a striking big jobPeople, knock on the next door.

Qiu Yin walked over, waved back and forth in front of the two who were handing over the food, and even made a fierce face, the two remained indifferent, and only had the air to watch her, a fool, perform.

She poked the mate's arm with her hand—no luck, it went through.

Qiu Yin paused and moved his hand, but the immortal fell back into his hand.

In order to facilitate the investigation and not be discovered, she has been carrying the immortal, and deliberately avoided people and booths, but now she realizes that she cannot be seen or touched at all, just a bystander.

The purpose of the illusion is to confuse the real and the fake, and now the real and the fake can't be touched, and it is more likely to be a certain memory.

Nan Henyu avoided answering about the Sad Wind Sword in the Yanyu Tower, but brought up this past incident. Did she know that the current situation would happen?

And there is that lonely "I was not there that day".

"Shut up, do you really think I dare not throw you out?"

The girl's disgusted voice sounded again, startling the two who were handing over the food. Qiu Yin walked through the door like a ghost this time, and saw a girl in a little red jacket throwing a sword violently, rubbing herThe sideburns passed by, pierced hard into the door frame, and shook off the sawdust and dust.

Qiuyin deliberately carmen, leaving half of her body outside, the monk who was several rooms away was surprised: "This is?"

The guy was very calm: "It's okay, it's a big deal, someone will pay for it."

Good guy.Qiu Yin entered the room completely, knelt down and observed the sword. Although it hadn't been stained black by all demons, it was a dog sword that had stabbed her once, and she recognized it as Sad Wind at a glance.

"You dog, you won't even bully me when I was a child." Qiu Yin kicked him contemptuously.

Probably because of a guilty conscience, Qiuyin didn't speak, and pretended to be dumb again.

Qiu Yin slowly swayed to the table, and when she didn't get close, she smelled a smell of wine, not strong, like brewed fruit wine, sweet and clear, which aroused her recent intensified alcohol addiction, she looked at Xiao Qiu Yin in surprise, Zhuji was only twelve years old that year, so brave?Don't be afraid of being punished by the master to copy the book thousands of times.

Xiao Qiuyin didn't know that an uninvited guest had come to her room. She had a sullen face, but because she hadn't opened her face yet, she was fleshy and looked a bit nondescript like a grown-up, but her vicious aura was already unusual at this age.He was holding the wine glass, not intending to drink it, he was so hard that it turned white, as if he wanted to crush it to relieve his anger.

She just sat there quietly, staring at the sad wind sword that fell by the door, her eyes were full of jealousy, as if she would rush forward and bite off a bite of flesh whenever something went wrong, making Qiu Yin think of the red-eyed vagabond on the streetdog.

The room was terribly quiet, and Qiuyin was thinking about why Xiao Qiuyin was so afraid of the Sad Wind Sword. It stands to reason that she had just established the foundation, and the Sad Wind Sword was a foundation-building gift given to her by her beloved master.It was too late, and the Sad Wind Sword at that time was still a dead sword, so it couldn't deal with Xiaodou Sprout.

wrong.She thought that Xiao Qiuyin was gifted and found clues just now, but since she is just a spectator, then "get lost" and "shut up" are meant for others... Except for them, a big and a small, there is nothing else in the golden house that can be seen at a glance.What other people?

Qiu Yin looked at the sad wind sword on the ground again, and his eyes changed.

"Woo... woo..."

A strange scream sounded, not from the ears, but as if it exploded in the heart. Qiu Yin looked at the little girl, and the little girl's face became even worse, staring at the Sad Wind Sword, obviously she could hear it too.

No, it was for her.

Xiao Qiuyin took a deep breath, forced her eyes to leave the Sad Wind Sword, and began to whisper something in her mouth. Qiuyin felt familiar and followed it. It was the Qingxin Sutra.

Wow, was she so hardworking when she was a child?Not like it.

"Are you crying?" Xiao Qiuyin scolded, "I know you are talking, but you can't fart just talking, can you be quiet."

Xiao Qiuyin pulled over the candle, and the dim light illuminated her pale face, obviously she was not in a good condition.

Qiuyin chatted here and there during the selection of the sect, and specifically asked about her foundation establishment, but her fellow sects avoided talking about it. What she heard most was that she was very unstable during foundation establishment, probably because she crossed the foundation too early.The realm, Taoism and state of mind can't keep up with the rebirth of the fairy body.

Looking at it now, Qiu Yin: "Fart."

The little one was as weak as if she had just crawled out of the grave.

The scream came again, Xiao Qiuyin didn't know how long she had listened to it, she couldn't bear it and dropped the cup, got up and picked up the Sad Wind Sword, kicked the door open and walked out: "I'll let you woo, you go to the dye vat to woo woo."

Qiu Yin raised her hand to stop her, but there was still a bit of astonishment on her face...

What she heard just now was not a piercing scream with unknown meaning, but a few notes that were broken and dying.

What the Sad Wind Sword Spirit said was: "Run...run...!"

Late at night is when Baibaoji is the most lively. Xiao Qiuyin, who has been working as a turtle in the inn since coming to Baibaoji, finally hit the street.

She practiced sword with Guxue on Xuanyue Peak. She was so bored that she always pestered Nan Henyu, and whenever she got a chance, she would go to the market to play.She failed to learn from outsiders, and she was never allowed to come out.

This time she was able to build a foundation.

When the foundation was built, it was extremely dangerous, Nan Henyu even gave her a scolding, Xiao Qiuyin was a little sluggish, and stayed in the side hall without going out, just in time for the Lantern Festival at Baibaoji, Nan Henyu let her come out to play,Sa Sa Huan.

Huan didn't spread it, and almost demolished the inn.

Since the establishment of the foundation, her temper has become worse and worse. She couldn't get along with other children, and now no one wants to get close.

Xiao Qiuyin is happy to be at leisure, but her biggest problem now is that she is not leisurely. She hesitated for a long time before she slipped the sword on the street with a rope, concealed the sword body in the sleeve, and held the hilt tightly with her hand under the red jacket, for fear ofThis ghost-crying evildoer scares others.

Although no one else can hear it.

Seeing the crowd surrounding a high shed, there are rows of fat, thin, round and flat lanterns in various patterns. Different shadows hang in the lights. They are rewards for guessing correctly.The green vines circled the shed and moved closer to the lantern, as if they were also guessing the answer to the riddle head to head.

It is the warm-up before the lantern riddles.

Xiao Qiuyin came late, so she could only stand on the outskirts. With her height, she could only see a dark mass of head with a lamp on top of it, but her foundation cultivation was enough for her to read the small characters clearly, but she obviously didn't have the heart to guess riddles, and she tensed up.The small body looked around vigilantly.

Qiu Yin stood not far behind her, staring coldly at the Sad Wind Sword, thinking about how much gold spirit stones the fart it released was worth.

"Come here for a few lantern riddles, everyone here is very kind, the first one, 'a little more than ten taels' (note), guess a word!"

Everyone chatted about guessing, Xiao Qiuyin felt that they were noisy, frowned and took a step back, accidentally bumped into the person next to him, subconsciously looked at his feet, and moved to the side again, the dust on the ground seemed to move.

It was normal for people to come and go, but Xiao Qiuyin frowned even deeper. She stared at the ground, trying to confirm whether it was her own illusion.

"'Rebuke', the answer is correct! A Linglong pen!"

"Okay, next one, 'everyone sits around', type one word!"

In addition to the dust raised by people walking around, the ground trembled slightly, but it was still caught by Xiao Qiuyin who had been staring at it, and there was an incomprehensible scream of the Sad Wind Sword in his ears, but it was much weaker, likeTake your last breath.

"'Soil', this fairy answered correctly! A white dew grass!"

"It's all the fairies in the front answering, Senior Brother Geli should reprimand me for being unfair, I don't want to copy the book, so, how about I ask a monk at the back to answer?

Okay, then, it's just you, little girl, yes, the one in the little red coat, don't hide, it's you."

For a moment, the crowd all looked at Xiao Qiuyin, her brows were still tightly frowned because of inexplicable anxiety, she felt her eyes raised her head in a daze, and pointed at herself with her small fingers.

The disciple of Tianhai Pavilion on the stage nodded with a smile, and picked out a square lamp: "Let me see, hey, this time the riddle has only one word, 'heavy', a common saying for typing four characters, does the little girl know?"

Xiao Qiuyin's heart was not on Lantern Riddles at all, but she couldn't help but speak when everyone looked at her. She was vague for a long time: "Are you getting fat?"

"Hahahahaha." The crowd was amused by the little girl's serious and entangled answer.

Xiao Qiuyin was a little impatient, and the disciple might have seen her intention to retreat, probably because she was young, so she set off the flood: "The reward this time is a flower hairpin made from the cold fire on Xuanling Mountain, and the auction house will sell thousands of spirits."Shi, as long as you answer the question, it will be yours, try again?"

Xiao Qiuyin, who originally wanted to leave directly, was taken aback for a moment, hesitated to know what to do, and then stayed. She temporarily put aside the disturbing movement, and racked her brains to think: "The answer is..."

"Ahh-!"

The roar of the monster shook the brightly lit long street, and the idle voices of the crowd turned into screams and the crisp sound of drawing swords. Before Xiao Qiuyin could react to what happened, a terrible and gloomy wind swept over, grabbed her casually and jumped onto the high shed, the Sad Wind Sword fell from her hand with a "clang".

Xiao Qiuyin endured the pain and fear and struggled to open his eyes to see, it turned out to be a misty demon!

How can there be magic in Baibaoji!

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Note: Lantern riddles are all found on Baidu