fairy wife

There are very few things in Shi'er's room, and it is terribly empty.

But it doesn't mean that you can't find a box even if you want to find it. In fact, there are quite a few boxes in Shi'er's Qiankun Bag, and they are not ordinary boxes.

He took a jade box to Qiuqiu.

The box is very exquisite, and there is a protective magic circle on it-especially expensive and difficult-to-store pills will not deteriorate if placed in it, and of course it is more than enough to hold a pen.

Qiuqiu felt that the box was definitely safe for pens, but the visual effect was not so good.The box is carved from white jade, and the pattern on it is inlaid with gold thread.

The use of gold wire is not to show off wealth, but the quality of gold wire is stable, and it is more suitable as a material for inlaying and painting formations.

Of course, the final visual effect is also very moving.

When she picked up the pen to put it in the box, there were still a few drops of water on the tip of the pen.

Just wipe it down and let it dry before reinstalling.

Qiuqiu flicked the pen a few times.

But she forgot.

She felt that what she was throwing was water, but the water droplets splashed from the pen tip fell on the wall and the ground, showing ink stains.

Qiuqiu cried out in her heart: Oh no.

The ink dots on the white wall are really obvious.

It seems that ink cream is also inconvenient!Didn't Senior Shang really get ink stains all over his hands and body?

She was thinking about how to remove the ink stains cleanly and effectively, when she noticed a change.

The ink blots are slowly spreading—more precisely, they are spreading and moving on their own, as if they were alive.

Qiuqiu stared blankly, and she pulled Shi'er's robe: "Hey, look quickly."

Shi'er turned his head.

The ink dots splashed on the white wall have spread into a light gray, which looks like smoke and cotton wool.

The gray mist continued to spread, enveloping both of them in it.

Qiuqiu looked around in surprise.

Shi'er took her hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's not dangerous."

"I'm not afraid."

She just felt that the current situation was too unusual.

Fog makes up different images.

Rolling hills, meandering rivers, growing vegetation, and clouds drifting across the sky.The rain that is falling, the birds that fly by, the fish that swim, the flowers that bloom...

It's all so real and alive, even though it's all gray mist for a brief moment.

Qiuqiu couldn't help but think about it.Are these sights real, have they ever happened?Once observed by a pair of eyes that are good at discovering, and recorded by this pen called Moshuang.

And now, suddenly it seemed to be compressed to a critical point, and all of a sudden it erupted.

Because the scene composed of smoke changed.

became human.

many people.

Some sat there quietly, only occasionally blinking their eyes.Some are bending over to salute.Some are laughing, some are angry.Their faces are clear.The expression is vivid, and even the details of the clothes and crowns are meticulous.

Shi'er's fingers moved slightly.

Qiuqiu turned to look at him.

Shi'er said: "I've seen the portrait of that person just now, he was the former leader of the Second Peak."

Then this shows that the images formed by these smokes are indeed not imagined out of thin air.

After an unknown amount of time, the smoke condensed towards the center, turning into a crane.This crane was more elegant and handsome than any spirit bird Qiuqiu had seen before.It raised its hair and let out a clear howl, piercing the sky and passing through the clouds.It quickly turned into a small black spot on the field of vision.

Qiuqiu rubbed her eyes.

Ah, all the gray fog disappeared, and there was still only the ink dot on the wall in front of their eyes.

Qiuqiu smiled in surprise.

She felt that the experience just now was extremely miraculous, just like the shadow puppet show she watched when she was a child. On a small white screen, the joys and sorrows of a person's life can be staged in a short period of time.

She looked down at the pen in her hand again, and this time she felt that the pen looked different to her again.

Although it still has peeling paint and bald hair, it is really beyond its appearance.

Qiuqiu stroked it lightly with an almost cherishing movement.

Ink cream is really good.

She can probably think of why that senior Shang gave her this pen.

Probably... this is not just a pen she usually uses.

This is also her hope, that her descendants, that the Ninth Peak can continue and continue to thrive.

This is a legacy.

Qiuqiu changed her mind.

She didn't want to keep the money in a dark box.

In doing so, many times it is a treasure in name, but in fact it will gradually fade away.

She tied a tassel for this pen and tied it around her waist.

After tying it up, Qiuqiu stood up and turned around in front of Shi'er: "How is it? Are you getting a bit temperamental?"

Shi'er replied sincerely: "A little bit."

Qiuqiu blinked.

Shi'er's answer was definitely a compliment—but why did it sound so awkward?

The two sat down to discuss the matter of the Seventh Peak, and the only relevant personnel present to observe was Rabbit Dabai, who was unable to communicate with them.

"I heard that if the master passes away, the relationship with the pet will be dissolved naturally. Why can Dabai still find me?" Seeing Dabai sitting there obediently and motionless, Qiuqiu felt that their discussion was right. It may be too boring for it.

But then, Dabai used his two front paws to pull open the Qiankun bag around his neck, and took out a cabbage from inside to gnaw—

Well, sure enough, you shouldn't have a good imagination about foodies.

Shi'er said: "Although the subordinate relationship between the spiritual pet and the master can be dissolved, the relationship between the two will not disappear with it. It remembers you and can feel you..."

Dabai: "Kachi Kachi Kachi..."

Qiuqiu said: "If it wasn't for it just now, I might not have been able to find the Seventh Peak. Can Dabai freely travel through the barrier between the outside world and the Seventh Peak?"

Dabai: "Kachi Kachi Kachi..."

Qiuqiu felt that the background music was a little noisy.Dabai's food was too delicious, which made her always want to follow suit.

Before she gets angry.Dabai ate up the cabbage.

Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi'er said, "There should be a telepathic connection between Dabai and you..."

There was a rustling sound, and Dabai actually took out another thick and straight carrot from the Qiankun bag!

Qiuqiu really didn't want to admit that she had a connection with this foodie.

Sensation ass, this idiot with long ears and short tail can only respond to cabbage and carrots!

I heard that Shi'er asked her to accept the two rabbit soul pets at that time.

What on earth was Shi'er thinking that she was asked to take two rabbits as spiritual pets?Isn't this really mocking her?

She couldn't bear it anymore and picked up Dabai by the neck.

This thing is really heavy, and the fur on the neck is so fat, soft and thick that you can't feel the flesh at all.

Qiuqiu opened the window directly, threw the rabbit and carrot out of the window, and closed the window with a snap.

The world is finally quiet.

She sat down again and talked to Shi'er: "Although I found the Seventh Peak again, my memory shows no signs of recovering, and I don't know much about the situation..."

Just thought of this.Qiuqiu was inevitably frustrated.

"Don't worry, take your time." Shi'er comforted her: "Didn't you get the inheritance from Senior Shang?"

Also.

Qiuqiu's hand caressed Moshuang's penholder.

But she always feels guilty.

I always feel that this inheritance gift was not specially prepared for her, but she picked it up, borrowed it, and will return it one day.

When I think about it this way, how can I feel at ease?

Maybe someone will come out one day.Tell her that she made a mistake, that this thing was not for her, but by the wrong person, and now she has to take it back.

Different people have different attitudes towards borrowed things.

Some people think that borrowing is not in vain, so why pay back the loan?If you don't work hard enough, you will feel that you are at a loss.But there are also people like Qiuqiu.I am always afraid that the borrowed things will be worn out, worn out, and used less, and I am cautiously wishing to give up the borrowed things.

Here.She has this problem now, she has to touch the ink cream to make sure it is still there, and then she has to touch it to see if she has broken the pen barrel.

She's almost becoming obsessive-compulsive, and she can't even stand Shi'er.

When Qiuqiu No.14 touched the pen holder, Shi'er took her hand.

As soon as Qiuqiu looked up, she saw Shi'er's face suddenly appearing in front of her eyes, so close that she was startled, and instinctively shrank back.

Sitting against the wall.Even if it shrinks, it can't shrink anywhere.

Her back was already pressed against the wall, and she had nowhere to retreat.

But Shi'er's face was still approaching.near……

She was so close that she could no longer see his facial features clearly, and felt that the tip of his nose would touch her eyes soon.

Qiuqiu closed her eyes without courage.

Shi'er's breath dyed around her lips, it was warm.

Qiuqiu felt that the skin became sensitive and tense all of a sudden, and the countless rich and subtle peripheral nerves on the surface of the skin were highly excited, and the heartstrings fluctuated and trembled with Shi'er's breathing rate, and the heart beat faster and faster.

It feels like we're touching.

But it still didn't touch it.

This feeling of what is going to happen is more tense and anticipating than what actually happened.

She felt her whole body tense up.

Suddenly there was a slight sinking on the lips.

The strength of Qiuqiu's whole body was like a fully drawn bow that suddenly snapped, and her whole body was almost completely paralyzed.

Shi'er's lips touched lightly, stepped back a little, and said something softly.

Qiuqiu didn't hear clearly, she asked, "What did you say?"

But her voice was vague and soft, it was just contained in her mouth and rolled on the tip of her tongue, and she didn't ask clearly at all.

But it doesn't matter now whether you ask or not.

Qiuqiu leaned her back against the wall, and Shi'er approached in front of her.

Make her feel trapped, captured.

But this feeling is both dangerous and intoxicating, like a poison wrapped in honey, making people unable to extricate themselves.

Shi'er's lips pressed heavily on hers, sucking and rolling, he supported Qiuqiu's face with one hand, and tightly strangled her waist with the other hand.An indistinct, feeble moan came from Qiuqiu's throat, but she didn't realize it. (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: I got up around [-]:[-] in the morning to catch the plane, and arrived home at [-]:[-] in the afternoon with a severe headache.

For housewives, the fear of going out is far greater than the surprise.

What is even more sad is that when I got home, I found that Big Chengzi didn't miss him at all~~

It's almost the end of the month, please ask for a ticket in a low voice.