fairy wife

After a few days of being so dazed, Qiuqiu felt like sleepwalking when she was awake.Ask her what she didn't seem to hear, or answer irrelevant questions and talk about each other.Aunt Yan wanted her to go out for a walk, so she sent her to deliver something to Elder Yang, but she didn't come back after half a day, so Aunt Yan went out to look for her, and finally found her by the pond.

Qiuqiu sat in a ball with her legs crossed, staring at the water in a daze.

Aunt Yan thought to herself that it was lucky she was sitting by the water and did not jump into the water.

This child seems to be more hydrophilic.

Aunt Yan pulled her to stand up and led her back, Qiuqiu followed her foolishly.The things she told her to give away were still in her hands, Aunt Yan thought happily in her bitterness, this is also very good, people can hold things firmly if they lose them, and they can't lose them.

In this way, other disciples who were selected to teach also behaved differently. Some disciples retreated, and I don’t know if they have realized some truths. There are also those who are as dazed as Qiuqiu, but the symptoms are not so serious.

Qiuqiu herself was completely unaware of her state.She herself couldn't tell where Shensi went when she was in a daze, because when she woke up from that state, her mind was blank and she couldn't think of anything.

Maybe it was because Aunt Yan's prayers in her heart were really useful. After Qiuqiu had been wandering for a few days, she suddenly became normal again.Aunt Yan carefully asked her how she understood the Ziyu Jue, Qiuqiu thought about it, then shook her head in a daze: "I seem to have forgotten it, and I can't remember it at all."

It would be a lie to say that she was not disappointed, but Aunt Yan comforted herself.Disciple doesn't have that predestined relationship and can't force it. She should teach her well and don't ask her to have a great future in the future, just live in peace.

Qiuqiu really didn't lie, she really didn't remember what happened to Ziyu Jue at all.

She still remembered the situation when the headmaster taught them the Ziyu Jue, but what happened to the Ziyu Jue, the things printed in her mind at that time were all blurred.

What the sect master wants to convey to them is very mysterious, which can only be understood but not expressed in words.The harder I tried to recall, the more blurred the situation was.Later, Qiuqiu couldn't even tell which things were conveyed to her by the head of the sect, and which ones were added after her own thoughts diverged.Perhaps what the sect leader wanted to express was a completely different meaning, and her understanding and impression had gone the wrong way.

Everything seemed to be the same as it was before she was not selected, and the eyes of others looking at Qiuqiu gradually changed from novelty and eagerness to normal, with some pity and even contempt mixed in it.Many people thought that Qiuqiu was not qualified enough, and Aunt Yan entrusted her with favor.The headmaster looked at Aunt Yan's face before agreeing to teach her the Purple Jade Art, but Qiuqiu really didn't live up to it, it wasn't that kind of material, so others could learn it, even if she forced her to do so, it would be a waste of effort.Can't comprehend at all.

Aunt Yan was very angry after hearing these words, but she couldn't force those people to explain one by one.

Qiuqiu herself doesn't care.Still practicing kung fu and planting flowers with Aunt Yan as usual.Aunt Yan felt sorry for her apprentice, and after thinking about it for a few days, she came up with an idea.

The apprentice must really like to go out, and it would be a good way to take her out to relax.

Aunt Yan thinks that Qiuqiu likes to go out because of the last Fengyun meeting.When Qiuqiu left, she seemed so reluctant to part with her.There are too many bad things going on in Ziyu Pavilion now, why not take her out and have a look around.Take it easy.By the time they come back, these discussions must have died down long ago.

There are always new things emerging in the world.Qiuqiu will not be remembered too firmly.If they leave for a while, the matter of Qiuqiu should be quickly forgotten by everyone, and they will automatically find the next topic.

Aunt Yan made up her mind and began to pack her luggage.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up. There is a Qiankun bag, and you can put the things you need in it, and the master and apprentice can go out at any time.Aunt Yan planned to entrust the care of the flower garden to a reliable person during her absence.

Qiuqiu is also looking forward to going out.It is of course a joy to be able to go out for a walk and see different people with different scenery.It was because she was worried that once she went out, if the younger sister asked someone to deliver the letter, she would not be able to receive it for a while.Aunt Yan specially entrusted someone for this matter, and if the letter arrives, she will take it for her first.

Their itinerary has been set.

Just before leaving, a small accident happened.

Accidents are always a surprise.

Qiuqiu remembered very clearly that day was the third day of September, and it was cold early this year, a layer of frost had fallen on the grass and leaves by the lake, and it was white.

Aunt Yan was found by the head of the sect, and she didn't know how to speak to her apprentice after she came back.

In the past few days, because of going out, Qiuqiu seems to be more joyful than usual, with a constant smile on her face, looking forward to going out, even which direction to go, whether to take a boat or a car are included in the plan among.

Now let her suddenly say that they can't go out, how disappointed Tu'er should be.

It was Qiuqiu who saw that Master had something on his mind, and came over with tea in a considerate manner: "Master, what is the matter that the sect master asked you for?"

"We...may not be able to go out for the time being."

Qiuqiu felt a little surprised: "Is there something wrong with the sect?"

Aunt Yan nodded.

"It is said that important guests are coming."

Qiuqiu asked curiously, "Who is it?"

This aunt Yan didn't tell her.

Can't go out, there is disappointment, but Qiuqiu is optimistic, and soon he figured it out.It's just that they can't go out for the time being. No matter how important the guests are, they will always leave when they come. At that time, their master and apprentice's travel plans can also be implemented, so there is really no need to worry about this matter.

The heat of summer fades away day by day, and the good season of autumn is also a busy season.Many vanilla and fragrant flowers are in the season of picking and harvesting. There are small wild chrysanthemums blooming everywhere behind the rocks beside the road in the yard. Lively, especially pleasing.This kind of flower may not be inconspicuous, but its vitality is extremely strong. Some disciples picked a bunch of colorful wild flowers and went back to the house to put them in a vase. They did nothing but add water to the vase, but those flowers had bloomed for several days. No signs of fading yet.

The vitality of wild things is different from that of artificial cultivation.There are many precious flowers and plants that need to be picked and maintained in a special way, and some flowers will wither as soon as they leave the branches.In contrast, Qiuqiu prefers these wild flowers.

Qiuqiu also picked many small wild fruits in a wasteland beside the flower garden.Some are sweet and some are sour.The smallest one is only as big as a little finger, and the largest is only the size of a walnut. I can’t eat so much for a while. Qiuqiu plans to make dried fruit or pickle it with sugar. Snacks to pass the time.

One of the fruits was dark purple, with a sweet and sour taste. After being ripe, the skin became very thin and would break if touched. The juice inside stained the hands and clothes very clearly, and it was not easy to wash off.Qiuqiu's fingers were almost dyed purple-black, her ten fingers were slender, but her fingertips were purple-black, not to mention weird.

Seeing the discolored hand, Qiuqiu suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out the mirror to look.

Sure enough, she tasted two of these wild fruits just now, and now her lips and tongue are stained!On Bai Shengsheng's face was a purple-black mouth, and when he opened his mouth, his tongue and teeth were also purple-red...

Qiuqiu put away the mirror speechlessly.

Like a monster.

Seeing it suddenly at night may scare people into fainting.

She found a handkerchief, stood by the well and carefully washed her hands and wiped her mouth.I don't know why this fruit is so strange, it is easy to get stained, but it is extremely difficult to wash it off. After washing for a long time, the color on my hands has not faded.

Qiuqiu was depressed at first, but when the depression was over, she couldn't help laughing.

It seems that she misunderstood the purpose of Liao fruit.Perhaps this fruit should not be eaten in the first place, but used as a dye.

Well, yes, I should write down this function, maybe it will come in handy.

Just then she heard a voice behind her.

Qiuqiu stood up straight and turned her head.

A person stood not far behind her, and the desolate long grass submerged most of the person's figure.

The clear sunshine in autumn is shining, and there are birds chirping on the branches. Qiuqiu suddenly feels that the sun is too bright and dazzling, making people's eyes dizzy.

She covered her eyes with her hands.

The man walked over, his eyes slowly shifted from her face to her hands.

Qiuqiu followed his gaze and saw her ten black fingertips at a glance.

"How did it get infected?"

Only then did Qiuqiu come back to her senses, and showed the man the wild fruit wrapped in a handkerchief.

The man picked up a wild fruit and looked at it. Qiuqiu watched his movements and moved her lips, but said nothing.

It was too late, the juice of the wild fruit stained the man's fingertips again.

His hands were so white--whiter than hers.

She couldn't describe the man's face.

She had never seen such a good-looking person.

The man was as good-looking as the one in the painting.

No, even the people in the paintings are not so good-looking.

He is like a man in a dream, so unreal.

The man also found that his finger was stained.

But he doesn't care.Putting down the wild fruit, he took Qiuqiu's handkerchief and wiped her hands.

This person's attitude is so focused, as if he is wiping the delicate, incomparably precious and fragile fine porcelain.

Qiuqiu couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

The man stopped and looked up at her.

Qiuqiu was stunned by that look.

I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

He didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to wipe her hands.

But after rubbing it for a long time, the color is still there, stubbornly refusing to fade. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: Today, Big Chengzi became obsessed with toy guns, gestured at me, and asked me to close my eyes and lower my head to play dead to cooperate.I was shot at least dozens of times tonight. . . .