"Brother, buy a red rope, this is from the most efficacious Yue Lao Temple!" A chubby little boy raised his head, pulled Mu Xiyuan's sleeves and kept shaking, grabbing his hands With a large amount of red rope, the rough knitting makes people know at a glance that it is their own Xibei goods.

His head was a little dizzy, Mu Xiyun was shaken by the little boy, and he couldn't bear to drive him away. Take out a few coins and pass them to the child. The boy was sincere, he picked the best one from a bunch of shoddy red ropes and handed it to Mu Xiyun.

Holding the red rope, Mu Xiyun even felt that she was stupid out of the sky tonight.

He turned around and wanted to go back to the restaurant, but he tripped over something, a pair of slender hands supported his arms, and Mu Xiyun slammed into a warm embrace. Gu Qingqiao's low voice sounded above his head: "Drunk?"

Mu Xiyuan raised her head, for some reason, her eyes were hazy, and she couldn't see Gu Qingqiao's face.

"It's up to you!" Mu Xiyun stretched out his hand and pushed him away, the red rope in his hand slipped from between his fingers and landed on Qing Qiao's arm.

Mu Xiyuan had forgotten how he got back to the inn that night, but only remembered that when he woke up in the middle of the night due to thirst, he suddenly saw Gu Qingqiao sitting beside his bed.

"You..." His head hurt a little, Mu Xiyun just raised his head and lay down.

"Fool," Gu Qingqiao squeezed his face lightly, "I know it's uncomfortable now? You can't drink like this again in the future."

Gently helping Mu Xiyuan, Gu Qingqiao brought a porcelain bowl from the table and fed him a drink.

"It's sour." Mu Xiyun took a sip and pushed the bowl away, her face wrinkled.

"This is hangover soup, be good, you won't have a headache after drinking it." Gu Qingqiao handed over the small bowl again.

After drinking the soup with a frown, Mu Xiyuan lowered her head and glanced at Gu Qingqiao's wrist inadvertently. A shoddy red rope was tied around her white wrist.

Mu Xiyun blushed and whispered, "Give it back to me!"

Gu Qingqiao put down his cuffs and said with a smile: "This is what A Yun gave me, how can I return it?"

"Me? For you?" The drunken head became a mess, and Mu Xiyun couldn't remember whether it happened or not.

"I don't care, give it back to me!" Mu Xiyuan reached out and grabbed it because she couldn't remember.

Retracting his hand to protect his wrist, Gu Qingqiao laughed lowly, reaching out and pressing Mu Xiyun's head against his chest.

The chest vibrated, and the warm body temperature came, making Mu Xiyun's face hot for a while.

The wrist was caught as if it was wrapped around something. Mu Xiyun looked up and saw a delicate red rope tied to her hand.

"A Yun gave me something, of course I have to return the gift to be polite!"

"Who gave you a gift, I'm not familiar with you!" Mu Xiyun stubbornly said.

"It's alright, I'll get to know you when we meet more often." Gu Qingqiao was still laughing, he stretched out a finger and tapped the string, and a slight red light lit up on Mu Xiyun's wrist. "Look, it lights up every time I'm near you so you can find me, okay?"

The red light on her wrist lit up, Mu Xiyuan felt at ease, and walked towards the gray fog.

As if afraid of him, when Mu Xiyun stepped into the gray fog, the thick fog immediately rolled to both sides, revealing the world inside.

There are bare rocks at the foot, and there is a dangerous cliff in front of you. A small river meanders in the distance under the cliff. The green bridge in Evian Town spans the river, and the slate is illuminated by the sun. .

Gu Qingqiao leaned against the tree and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

"Qingqiao!" Mu Xiyun stepped forward and shook him carefully.

"Shh, don't call him, he'll wake up later." A voice sounded in his ear.

Mu Xiyun turned his head to look, and saw the silhouette of a hazy old man floating in the air, like a shadow that was about to drift away.

"Are you..." Mu Xiyun asked, standing upright, bowing respectfully.

"It's a good and polite boy." The old man said cheerfully: "It's not like this bastard, he will go all out when he sees me." After a pause, he explained: "I am a thousand years ago. The boy's core is mine now. Are you his friend?"

"Yes." Mu Xiyun saluted again and respectfully said, "Thank you for saving your life, Senior!" Then she told the old man the details of the outside world.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The old man said with a smile: "If I wasn't there, there might be an accident if the aura couldn't be controlled. Now that I'm here, you can help, don't worry."

Mu Xiyuan wanted to thank again, the old man waved his hand hurriedly, and said repeatedly: "Oh, oh, what a good boy. This boy has your friend, I really don't know where the blessing came from. Well, it's almost there, come, you and me together, Put away these messy spiritual powers."

As he said that, he raised his hand and tapped Mu Xiyun's forehead, and a set of Qi-inducing exercises immediately appeared in Mu Xiyun's mind. According to the exercises, the two captured the raging spiritual energy around them one by one and introduced them into the plum tree in front of them.

"Although the crystal nucleus has been fused with his body, it is a foreign object after all, and it is uncertain whether it will get out of control in the future." The old man looked at Mu Xiyun's movements and nodded with satisfaction. "This is the core of his inner palace. If there is a problem in the future, we can help him capture it like today, understand?"

The old man flipped the palm of his hand, and the spiritual power he captured flowed to the plum tree along his hand.

The aura is absorbed by the twigs of the plum tree, forming strips of light that flow into the earth under the roots of the tree. In an instant, countless plum blossoms bloomed on the branches, and the whole tree was as bright as a red cloud.

Gu Qingqiao's eyelids trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Mu Xiyun in front of him, Gu Qingqiao was startled, "Ayun? Why are you here?"

The old man coughed.

Gu Qingqiao turned his head and saw the figure of the old man. He narrowed his eyes and walked towards the old man.

The old man looked defensive and raised his hands to protect him.

Gu Qingqiao took two steps, bowed his hands to the ground, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."