Chapter 39 Qingyun (5)

Chapter 39 Qingyun (5)

The red lanterns in Nanshi lit up one after another.Along the eaves, along the walls, along the lines criss-crossing the streets and alleys, they float in the sky in a majestic way.Osmanthus blossoms and flowing tiles make thousands of doors look like daylight.After the green mist cleared, everyone walked out of the corner.The largest underground trading place in Nanzezhou is once again bustling at night.

Yan Qing prepared Xie Shiyi mentally in advance: "Have you read the story book before?"

Xie Shiyi: "No."

Yan Qing: "No, you haven't read the book, so your life for the past two hundred years has been very boring."

Xie Shiyi glanced at him and said calmly: "The surprise you are talking about is taking me to read the storybook?"

"..." Yan Qing suddenly felt bored and complained: "Next time, even if you guess it, just pretend not to know if you can."

But Yan Qing's plan fell through.The hawker was as timid as a rat, and when he was frightened by the smoke and the bell, he packed up his bed and ran away.When he arrived at the original place, there was only an empty space left.

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Xie Shiyi chuckled and said slowly: "Have you found a venue and plan to give me a speech in person?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Xie Shiyi: "Oh, what a surprise."

Yan Qing chuckled, his tone was sinister, and he emphasized every word: "Immortal Master, you are so awesome, you have guessed all this! Isn't it just a script? I'll tell you!"

Xie Shiyi lowered her eyes and glanced at him, ignoring his strange aura.The two of them happened to pass by a stall, which displayed various knives made of copper and iron and swords that looked crudely made.Xie Shiyi stopped, raised his lower lip, and said calmly to Yan Qing: "There are weapons hidden in the market. Are there any that you are satisfied with?"

Yan Qing was not angry, he squatted down calmly, picked up a wooden sword, and said to the buyer sincerely: "Seller, this weapon is great - look at the appearance, the momentum, the sharp edge, don't sell it.A hundred thousand spiritual stones cannot be justified."

Store owner: “???”

Yan Qing said categorically: "One price, one hundred thousand spirit stones, I don't want even one less." After saying that, he turned his head and said to Xie Shiyi, "Immortal Lord, you can't let me pay for this money, right?".You know, our storyteller’s family is very poor.”

Xie Shiyi said casually: "I don't have any spiritual stones on me."

Yan Qing retorted: "Don't you have a lot of valuable things on you?"

Xie Shiyi lowered her eyes and glanced at him.

"..." Yu Xin, who had been following the two of them silently since the auction, saw this and took a step forward: "Senior, I have the spirit stone with me, let me pay for it."

"Forget it." Yan Qing only planned to torture Xie Shiyi. He couldn't even bear the cost of spending a hundred thousand spirit stones to buy such a broken sword.

After all, he is still a poor guy who earns one hundred spiritual stones a month.

Yan Qing put down his wooden sword and said, "It's better for people to support themselves and not always rely on others."

Yu Xin: "..." Oh!So you don’t care if our alliance wants to rely on others for spiritual stones?!

Although there were very few people who had seen Xie Shiyi in the sky, Yan Qing was still unwilling to drag him to stay here any longer due to the mixed crowds in the black market.He was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, although it was usually Xie Shiyi who went looking for trouble from others.

The Forgotten Love Sect must have gone through nine thousand and nine hundred levels. Yan Qing took out the book of words in his sleeve and could guess the general plot just by looking at the table of contents.

I casually opened the first page and read in the moonlight:

"There is such a legendary figure in the world of cultivation, named Murong Motian. He has outstanding appearance and cold temperament. He is number one on the Qingyun Ranking and at the peak of the God Transformation stage. He is the chief disciple of the largest sect in the world and is also a well-known proud son of heaven in the world of cultivation.Countless infatuated men and women bowed to him. Unfortunately, Murong Xianzun was inhumane and indifferent, and all the men and women who climbed onto his bed were turned away by him, hahahahaha!"

After reading it, Yan Qing was so happy that she closed the book and couldn't stop laughing. The more she thought about it, the more interesting it became, and asked: "Immortal Master, is this true?"

Xie Shiyi showed no expression after hearing this.But when Yan Qing was too happy to look at the road, she rolled up her sleeves and helped him roll away a dead branch at his feet. Without answering, she asked softly, "Do you think I'm surprised or happy now?"

Surprise, surprise, surprise or joy?

Yan Qing had a notorious reputation in his previous life thanks to his seventh father-in-law, so he could understand Xie Shiyi's current mood.

But when I heard his question, I just wanted to be angry with him, without even thinking about it: "Of course I'm overjoyed! Yaoyao, it seems that your life in Shangzhongtian is very colorful, and the blessings are not shallow.Not shallow.”

Xie Shiyi said nothing.

Yan Qing blinked: "So it's true?"

Xie Shiyi turned his head and glanced at him gently.

The moonlight and red plum blossoms reflected each other. When he looked at people seriously, the blue in the depths of his eyes was looming, like broken jade and meteors.After a long time, he looked back and said: "Fake."

Yan Qing: "Huh?"

Xie Shiyi said: "There are very few people who can see me. Even fewer people dare to be arrogant in front of me."

This is a fictional folk tale, this is him in worldly imagination.

But it's also... a hundred years of missing time between them.

Xie Shiyi paused and said quietly: "I have been cultivating for the hundred years since I joined the Wangqing Sect. After I took over the Immortal Alliance, I have been in Xiaoyu Palace. I am not unkind, but I will come to meNo one in front of me needs any favors. As for being indifferent and stoic -" After saying that, he laughed softly, his voice cold: "I don't even know I have this character."

"Ah?" Yan Qing didn't expect to get such a serious explanation from him. For a moment, he held the script in the wind and was stunned. After a long time, he said: "Oh."

Xie Shiyi asked calmly: "Do you still want to talk?"

Yan Qing asked, "Do you want to listen?"

Xie Shiyi raised her eyes to look at him.

In fact, he has heard these comments.No one dared to let him see this kind of folk talk, but that didn't mean he wouldn't know it.

But knowing does not mean wanting to understand.

But the nine thousand and nine hundred steps are too long, and Li Qing's interest is almost all caught up in his eyes.

Xie Shiyi said: "Speak."

"Okay." Yan Qing's eyes reflected the starlight, their eyes completed the crescent moon, and he opened the storybook again.He was just bored now, so before he read, he said one more thing: "Xie Shiyi, do you still remember the stories I told you about Youjue Prison before?"

Xie Shiyi: "Remember."

It's a mess and has no logic.

Yan Qing said quite confidently: "I think if I had not gone to the Demon Realm, it would be good to be a storyteller in the human world."

Xie Shiyi said coolly: "You can indeed starve yourself to death."

Yan Qing rolled his eyes, took out the book and patted it: "Xie Shiyi, don't be so heartless. As long as you know a little bit of the sweet words in the book, you won't be as scary as you are now."

Xie Shiyi looked cold, lowered his eyes, and looked quietly at the road under Yan Qing's feet.

Yan Qing read the first paragraph and said, "Here we go. Junior brother still remembers the scene when he first met the chief senior brother. He came back from traveling with a sword, his white clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal... OkaySir, I won’t read it anymore, let me summarize the plot for you.”

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He could guess the general plot just by looking at the catalogue.

"My junior brother is a handyman disciple of the Wangqing Sect. He is bullied by his family. After joining the Wangqing Sect alone, he is still bullied. In a snowy winter, he was thrown by his fellow disciples by the cold pond in the forbidden area of the sect.. By coincidence, Senior Brother Murong was bathing in this cold pool. Seeing the pitiful appearance of his little Junior Brother, he felt compassion and took him back as his disciple."

Xie Shiyi's face was expressionless.

Yan Qing looked at the catalog and said, "Senior Brother Murong is very good to this only disciple. He taught him how to practice swords, taught him cultivation, and gave him countless magic pills. The younger brother is jealous of everyone in the world and is regarded as a thorn in his side.. They secretly manipulated the junior brother, so that the junior brother was either kidnapped or plotted. Senior Brother Murong traveled thousands of miles to rescue the junior brother from fire and water every time. "

Just like the plot of being kidnapped and then rescued, the author wrote about a hundred chapters.

Yan Qing turned over and over again, and finally came across a unique plot point.

"Oh. Later, it was discovered that there was a nightmare in the sea of ​​knowledge, and it was a demon species. In order to protect him, senior brother Murong was willing to betray the sect??? Everyone betrayed his family and wandered around the world with him..."

Yan Qing was silent for a moment after reading this.

A plum blossom brushed across the page of the book, reflecting a thin layer of blood on the four words "betrayed by relatives and separated from relatives".

Yan Qing lost his mind.

Everyone rebelled against their relatives.

——"Xie Ying was infatuated throughout his life, and even died at the hands of the one he loved.

For Bai Xiaoxiao, he destroyed the ruthless way, broke Liuli's heart, betrayed the sect, and became homeless.

What he got in the end was Bai Xiaoxiao's tearful sword."

Yan Qing was holding the book with a dark expression on his face.

In fact, judging from the attitude of Xie Shiyi of the Rejuvenation School who is completely unfamiliar with Bai Xiaoxiao, Yan Qing does not think "Love Nightmare" is a book with a correct plot.

But as soon as he was reborn, he was forced to accept the contents of the book "Love Nightmare" before any memory of modern times could be restored.The content is also vague. I only remember the plot about the original owner and Xie Shiyi’s final ending.This was a book that he was not interested in. He had read it in a hurry. He knew what it was about but had no idea of the plot. He was not even qualified to predict it in advance.

His rebirth was caused by the devil, so this memory was not simple in Yan Qing's eyes.

Yan Qing didn't know what identity to use before, so he asked Xie Shiyi about Bai Xiaoxiao.Now, because it involves the devil, he doesn't want to involve Xie Shiyi.It's not that Xie Shiyi is afraid that he won't be able to fight against the devil.

What he was afraid of was... that if Xie Shiyi entered the game, his final enemy would be himself.

During his one hundred years in Shifang City, the Demon God made many bewildering requests for him to awaken the Nightmare in the Sea of Consciousness... Yan Qing was not completely unswayed.

"Thank you Shiyi." Yan Qing said, blinked, and smiled casually: "Please comment."

Xie Shiyi: "What?"

Yan Qing asked: "How's the plot?"

Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Very good."

Yan Qing almost choked on his saliva and threatened him fiercely: "Don't deal with me. If you were Murong Motian, would you do this?"

Xie Shiyi glanced at him, recalled the plot, and said casually: "No."

Yan Qing: "What will happen?"

Xie Shiyi: "I won't accept disciples."

Yan Qing suppressed a smile: "Indeed, I can't imagine you as a master."

It's simply misleading.

Xie Shiyi said clearly and calmly: "The Wangqing Sect has no servant disciples; Yuqing Peak will not let outsiders enter; meeting me is not a good thing; if I really care about a person, I will not put him in various dangers."

Yan Qing said without hesitation: "Oh, then will you betray the sect for love?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Xie Shiyi: "..."

After Yan Qing asked, he felt embarrassed and wanted to jump off the nine thousand nine hundred steps.But he still pretended to be calm and calmly changed the subject: "Immortal Lord, do you like to drink porridge?"

Xie Shiyi has never answered this kind of question.He seemed to smile softly, his eyes showing no smile: "You can guess whether I can."

Then answer the following words.

"I don't like it. Don't I prefer begging for food?"

Yan Qing: "…………"