Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 23

Ling Yu chose a room to live in the small courtyard on the right. She doesn't care much about food and lodging, as long as she stays away from Wen Jingchan.

To some extent, she was still a little worried about revealing her secrets.

After lunch, the little boy who led the way in the morning came to her residence and was busy lighting incense everywhere.

Living together before, Ling Yu didn't realize that Wen Jingchan had a hobby of incense.

But now for some reason, the whole small courtyard was lit with incense.

Maybe to be a real king, you need to have some pomp and circumstance.

She happened to have nothing else to do, so she simply moved out the recliner, put it under a tree and began to take a nap.

She was already sleepy after lunch, but this aroma made her drowsy even more.

The midday sun fell from the gaps between the leaves and shone on her indifferent face.

The reclining chair was shaking more and more steadily, and Ling Yu fell asleep.

Strangely, her dream was much more peaceful this time.

There will be no mourning, no mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

She is not the big demon holding the Mieling sword, covered in blood, and with a ferocious face, who wants to split the Mingjing Mountain.

In the dream, she returned to the Golden Sands Remains, and the senior sister who liked to wear purple clothes and silver ornaments stood in the sea of ​​flowers and waved to her.

She looked down, only to find that the turf growing close to the ground was full of tiny flowers.

It stands to reason that she should not be able to smell the smell in the dream, but after she noticed the flower, the refreshing fragrance of the flower has been entering her nostrils.

"Ling Yu," the senior sister stood on the hillside, calling her with a smile, "come here quickly."

Sure enough, she walked in that direction. In reality, Ling Yu would not listen to people's arrangements like this.

She has more than 300 bones in her body, at least [-] of which are anti-bones.

"Senior Sister Fushuang." Ling Yu whispered her name.

Yes, this woman is called Fushuang.

Holding the garland she just made, she stood in the sun and the breeze, waiting for Ling Yu to walk by.

But Ling Yu forced herself to wake up.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and then took a deep breath, and the feeling of being pressed on her chest was relieved.

After staring at the leaves above his head for a while, Ling Yu immediately stood up from the reclining chair.

She went to a incense cage and opened its lid.

Inside the copper cage was a thin piece of wood, and the burning end showed a dark red color wrapped in white ash.

It is the resting mountain wood, which can calm the mind.

Impatiently, Ling Yu threw away the copper cover in her hand, and turned her back not to look at the incense cage.

It's okay not to turn around, but when she turned around, Ling Yu found that there were such incense cages everywhere in her small yard.

The Xishan tree grows on the cliff of Tianxi Mountain, and the bottom of the cliff is Yuze, which is connected to the Aozhuhai.

Because of the terrain and the sea breeze all year round, it is not easy to cut down the mountain trees.In addition, the demons must pass through here to escape from Ao Zhuhai, and few people go to log.

In other words, the Xishan wood in this courtyard is unlikely to be bought.

Ling Yu was still thinking, but Wen Jingchan suddenly came to her small courtyard.

After seeing him, Ling Yu's first reaction was to think of him as air.But she suddenly remembered that she was not that little crow now.

Standing in front of her was her master Wuyang Zhenjun.

"Master." Ling Yu cupped his hands and saluted.

I have to say that being a human is indeed not as comfortable as being a crow. She used to ignore Wen Jingchan if she didn't want to talk to him, and neither did he anyway.

But not now, superficial work still has to be done.

Wen Jingchan took out a verdant bead and handed it to Ling Yu. His fingers were long and slender, and the muscles, bones and blood vessels on his back were clearly visible when he turned his hands.

"Your spiritual consciousness is not stable," Wen Jingchan said, "your bones are also a little weak."

"This object is called Tiancai Bead, which can help you absorb spiritual power and nourish your mortal body."

Of course she had heard of this thing, and Ling Yu even traveled thousands of miles to Wanta country for it.

It's a pity that she searched for at least two years in the murderous and harsh jungle, but she didn't even see a trace of Tiancaizhu.

It turned out to be in the hands of Wen Jingchan.

Seeing that she didn't take it all the time, Wen Jingchan said: "I drank your teacher's apprentice tea, which counts as an entrance ceremony."

It was only then that Ling Yu realized that she hadn't responded. She took the beads and bowed to Wen Jingchan again.

He seemed hesitant to speak, but when Ling Yu raised his head to meet his eyes, he turned his head to the side as if nothing had happened.

This person is really strange, Ling Yu muttered secretly in her heart.

"Xi Shanmu was also given to me?" Since he didn't say anything, Ling Yu took the initiative to ask.

Wen Jingchan raised her eyelids and looked squarely into her eyes.This was the first time the two of them looked at each other since they went up the mountain.

His eyes haven't changed much from when he was a teenager, they are still clear and gentle, like a pool of spring water, which will ripple when the wind blows.

Wen Jingchan's eyebrows and eyes are extremely beautiful, in other words, looking at a dog may make people feel very affectionate.

In fact, he was just staring, but there was always a feeling that he was watching the death of his deep-seated love.

1000 years have passed, and Ling Yu looked at his eyes, and he could probably understand why he was the one who crowned the real king.

There is no need to ask him how to cultivate, all his experiences and clear heart are in his eyes.

God will favor people like him.

"The previous travels," Wen Jingchan said, "seeing that you have troubles in your heart, I used them for you."

Wen Jingchan is also beating drums in his heart. He has hardly lied since he was a child.

He said almost, because this was the second time he lied, and the last time was also because of Ling Yu.

This thing did not come from a frivolous travel, but he found it for his little crow after traveling through mountains and rivers.

It's a pity that he was seriously injured and left the customs, and he was never seen again.

At that time, his skills were shallow, and he could only climb the cliff with bare hands, and he might fall down at any time.In Yu Zeli below, there were many monsters waiting for him with their mouths open.

During his 30 years of walking in the world, he wanted to take everything back to the little bird he saw. After a long time, he really collected a lot of rare treasures.

For example, the Xishan wood in the furnace, and the Tiancai pearl in her hand.

Tiancai beads have the unique effect of helping to absorb spiritual energy, and sects all over the world flock to them.

Forgive the real person for saying that Lingyu does not have wisdom roots, and quietly meditating, if Lingyu can use this treasure to cultivate spiritual energy in his body, it will be a matter of time before he will give birth to wisdom roots.

He took the beads with him, just waiting for the day when they could meet again.

"Thank you, master, for your care." Ling Yu bowed his head for the third time.

She didn't know how to deal with it. According to their rules, she had to thank others for her kindness.

Although there are 1 people in her heart who are not willing to thank them for Mingjing Mountain, nor are they willing to bow their heads to them.

But after thinking about it, Ling Yu was relieved that the child in front of him had never harmed him.

He is indeed sincerely good to the little crow he picked up.This point, no matter how much Ling Yu hates him, he has to admit it.

(End of this chapter)