That was the little junior brother who broke into the Demon Valley and rescued them back then when they didn't even have a sense of anger. Although they have always been ineffective, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, who can give up on him?

Finally, Yan Zhengming decided: "Okay, when the puddle comes back, we will go to the southern border."

Cheng Qian heard no objection, turned to leave, but before he raised his foot, Yan Zhengming suddenly stopped him.

"Hold on, Xiao Qian," Yan Zhengming felt that he was a little stupid as soon as he stopped him, but if he didn't say this, he would always feel like he was stuck in his throat and choked for a while, and he explained, "I used to go to Xiao Qian once in a while. It's in the bamboo forest... because it's cool over there, it's not that I live there by myself."

Cheng Qian didn't know he explained this gān, so he turned around and asked, "Well, so what?"

Yan Zhengming was speechless, Li Yun was about to laugh madly.

Cheng Qian said, "If you are too hot right now, it's the same if you come here to live. I can't take up much space."

Back then, when they were on Qinglong Island, a group of teenagers would often live in a house together, and Cheng Qian often rested in the room of the elder brother. Now that others have passed a hundred years, his impression is still in his youth, and he doesn't feel at all. Something is wrong.

Yan Zhengming's face turned red when he said it.

His excitement didn't matter, his palms covered in cold sweat accidentally rubbed the copper coin ring, and inadvertently moved the phantom in the copper coin.

Cheng Qian watched in shock as he emerged from a strangely shaped ring like a wandering soul in his youth, and stared blankly before his eyes——

Chapter 57

What is it like to look at each other with a self floating in the air?

In particular, this "self" still looks cold, with frost and snow in his eyes, as if he has some deep hatred with this world.

Anyway, Cheng Qian was a little creepy. He involuntarily took a step back and said, "What the hell is this?"

As soon as this thought came up, the "Cheng Qian" floating in the sky that day had already floated over like a ghost, raised his hand and hit him in the face.

Cheng Qian: "..."

Of course, even if he was startled by this thing, it was not so easy to be hit by a small shadow. Cheng Qian moved slightly under his feet, and in a flash, he had already floated ten feet away, and fell outside the house, standing on the wall with a strange expression. Seeing that Yan Zhengming was in a hurry, he took back the "ghost" in the ring: "What is this?"

Yan Zhengming held his forefinger in his mouth, just thinking about it for a while, but he didn't want to live anymore.

Li Yun immediately jumped out to "share the worries" for the senior brother in charge, and said eloquently, "It's an imitation spirit."

The so-called "fake spirit" naturally corresponds to the "true spirit". Everything has a spirit, such as ancient jade and ancient wood, which may become spiritual after a long time. Take those that have spiritual energy but have not yet become spiritual, plus A few simple spells can create such an imitation.

Although imitation spirits look like real people, they have no perception and consciousness. They can only do some mechanical things. Some imitation spirits that were originally sharp objects are aggressive, but most of them can only do one move, and some can do something. Little things like passing a letter or serving tea and pouring water, in short, are of no great use except to coax mortals.

"I know that thing is called imitation spirit," Cheng Qian said in confusion, "it...that...why..."

Although Cheng Qian didn't think his face was worth anything, he couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw this little imitation spirit that looked exactly like him. He frowned and asked, "Looking like this?"

Yan Zhengming was in a hurry, covered Li Yun's mouth with his hand, and finally grabbed himself in front of the donkey and defended himself: "Because I thought of you when I saw the copper coin, so I carved one without thinking much, cough... so what? , don't think about it too much."

Li Yun thought happily from the side: "Hmph, the more you describe it, the darker it gets."

"What am I thinking about?" Cheng Qian squatted on the wall and asked more suspiciously, "Besides, didn't you carve that copper coin yourself?"

Imitation spirits can only be derived from raw materials, and second-hand goods after polishing are not acceptable. This is common sense Cheng Qian also has. He seems to always know what he should know, but he is very clear about what he should not know.

Yan Zhengming was speechless for a moment, and he felt ashamed of being caught in the middle of it... and the person who caught him was still stunned and watched endlessly.

Cheng Qian: "And what did it plan to do when it raised its hand just now? It wants to play two tricks with me?"

Li Yun easily broke free from the stiff senior brother, and said in a leisurely manner: "Slap people in the face, it's like a spirit, if you don't recognize people, it will slap anyone who stands in front of it."

Yan Zhengming: "..."

Cheng Qian listened, his face that had been calm and calm was finally a little shocked, he frowned and thought about it carefully, and asked cautiously: "Senior brother, did I do something that I shouldn't have done to make you misunderstood? ? I don't slap anyone...I don't scratch anyone's hair or face."

"No, that's just..." Yan Zhengming tried to explain feebly at first, but then he recalled that, and found that Cheng Qian was teasing him again, and suddenly felt that he, the senior brother, could not go on, pointed at Cheng Qian and said, "You give I'm getting off!"

Afraid that the world would not be in chaos, Li Yun quietly took his brother's words from the side: "It's just that the senior brother didn't pay attention and made a mistake when he made this imitation spirit."

Yan Zhengming: "What's wrong with a little innocuous mistake!"

Li Yun smiled "hehe" and added: "He originally wanted to be someone who could accompany him in the middle of the night to talk and talk about the sleepless feeling of being alone."

Cheng Qian: "..."

He was suddenly a little embarrassed for no reason, feeling that the second senior brother seemed to have turned a circle and pocketed himself.

In particular, the four words "Lonely Pillow and Difficulty Sleeping" are a bit off-putting no matter how you listen to them.

Li Yun, who had entertained both the senior and junior, felt that he had obtained great joy both physically and mentally, and happily let the senior brother swing his saber into a stick, chasing him all the way to beat him out.

Yan Zhengming: "I have to let you know how many eyes Ma Wangye has today!"

Li Yun: "Hey, senior brother in charge, it's boring to be angry and angry."

Yan Zhengming beat Li Yun all the way from the inner yard to the front yard, and met the surprised eyes of a few servants outside who were cleaning the fallen leaves. Then he stopped in a hurry, solemnly raised his face, and slightly adjusted the front of his clothes. Wandered all over the place.

Li Yun smiled and staggered the distance from him by a shoulder, and ran up to him and said, "I just want to make Xiao Qian laugh."

Yan Zhengming heard the words and said, "Oh, if you tease him, you will make fun of me? It's really yours, Li Yun."

"Senior Senior Sect Master has a lot of them, so naturally he won't care about me." Li Yun pretended to be insincere and flattered, then he paused, became slightly serious, and then said, "You don't find that? , Little Creep hasn't changed, but I always feel that his return this time... seems to be a little less popular."

Yan Zhengming took a step.

Li Yun continued: "Look at that kid, although he used to cause trouble and didn't seem to deal with anyone, but he has his own spirit, unlike now, he doesn't exist if he can't see him at a glance, and there are flowers on the wall. Liver than him."

"Hmm." Yan Zhengming responded, and then told Cheng Qian's experience to him in a few words.

The more Li Yun listened, the more solemn his expression became.

Yan Zhengming: "What?"

"Refining a weapon into a flesh... I've never heard of such a thing," Li Yun pondered, "Who is this Tang Zhen?"

Yan Zhengming said, "I heard Xiao Qian say..."

Li Yun waved his hand: "Don't just listen to him, don't you understand your own junior brother? Whoever is kind to him, he can go through fire and water for anyone, sometimes he may not think too much, and he may not take it to heart when he thinks about it. ."

Yan Zhengming said sarcastically: "Isn't it, you are clever."

Li Yun rolled his eyes at him: "The soul-devouring lamp is a terrible thing, even a person like Master had torn up his own portrait when he lost his mind, not to mention that Senior Tang was trapped in the soul lamp. After hundreds of years, what kind of will is that? Tsk, I'm a coward anyway, don't care if he's kind or malicious, it's a little scary to think about it... Let's talk about Xiao Qian - he must not tell you the truth, get together Spirit jade, such a heaven and earth spirit, can’t be refined by human beings, such a rebellious and outrageous, he must have endured a catastrophe, maybe more than one... Hey, senior brother, what are you going to do? Your tail is burned by someone? "

Yan Zhengming: "I'm going to beat him to death!"

Cheng Qian sat alone on the wall in Yan Zhengming's courtyard, looked down and saw the wild grass on the wall, and suddenly remembered the hand "withered wood meets chūn".

The wild flowers and plants in the stone crevices moved slightly, and after a moment of congealing, they suddenly woke up and seemed to be full of vitality. With Cheng Qian's intentions, long vines grew, and the fine white flowers bloomed gradually, and they were a bit burning. meaning.

Cheng Qian suddenly had a thought that he had never had before, and he thought, "I'm alive."

As soon as Yan Zhengming, who had threatened to kill Cheng Qian, stepped into the courtyard, this situation caught his eye, instantly turning his anger into a pile of ash, Cheng Qian raised his head and smiled at him when he heard the sound.: "Should I go too?"

Yan Zhengming silently looked at the little white flowers on the wall. He couldn't lose his temper, and he didn't want to let him go like this, so he picked things up and said, "Grey wall with white flowers, is it a mourning? Quickly change me a color."

Cheng Qian smiled and said, "Negotiate with it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he flipped down from the top of the wall, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Yan Zhengming stood on the spot, thinking of Li Yun's statement about "Xiao Qian is not alive", he was a little puzzled, suspecting that Li Yun was thinking wildly again, and then he walked directly to the base of the wall, pointed like a knife, and cut off two bunches of flower branches,Carry it back to the room and find a bottle to keep it up.

At sunset, Yan Zhengming was still worried, got up and went to the small bamboo forest.