fairy wife

When Qiuqiu woke up, the snow had stopped.

This is really rare in Xiuyuan Mountain.A ray of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, reflecting the snow crystals.

Shi'er sat in front of the window, making a virtual gesture of holding the pen barrel with his fingers, and slowly traced on the old painting.

Qiuqiu rubbed her eyes: "You won't sit here all the time, will you?"

Shi'er turned his head to look at her, then lowered his head to look at the painting.

Qiuqiu put on her clothes and combed her hair.She has no image in front of Shi'er for a long time, she has almost been seen with bare buttocks, and disheveled hair is nothing.

She leaned closer: "What did you find out?"

As soon as she lowered her head, her hair fell down, and the ends of her hair brushed lightly on the back of Shi'er's hand.

Shi'er stopped tracing, turned his palms over, and grabbed Qiuqiu's hair: "Tie up your hair."

"Oh."

Qiuqiu sat down cross-legged beside him, took out a wooden comb, brushed her hair, and looked at the painting: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I don't have any clues. What do you see?"

The sun reflected on her hair, like golden silk, light and fluffy.Qiuqiu bit her headband, and looked at Shi'er questioningly.

"This painting should be hundreds of years old." Shi'er twisted the edge of the paper: "It should be about five or six hundred years old."

Qiuqiu pulled out her hair tie, opened her mouth and said, "How did you find out?"

"Look at the paper. I've read a book of about the same age, and the quality of the paper is the same. There are also scrolls, and the wooden scrolls used can also be seen."

Qiuqiu stuck out her tongue, so profound knowledge.She knows nothing about paper and wood.But Shi'er saw so many things casually.

Qiuqiu is not very ashamed, she is not very old, and she has to practice, and no one taught her these things, it is normal for her not to understand.But Shi'er is very abnormal, he knows too many things, I really don't know how they all get stuffed into his not-so-big-looking head.

"Are you thirsty?" Qiuqiu combed her hair.This hairstyle is very simple, with one bun on each side, many female disciples on the mountain comb it like this.It looks a bit like Cecilia Cheung's hairstyle when she played Li Yingqi in The Legend of Shushan.She got up and poured two glasses of water, and handed one to Shi'er.The cups and cups used were not originally in the house, but Qiuqiu carried them in his Qiankun bag.Shi'er is obsessed with cleanliness, he doesn't know who has lived in this house, and he doesn't know who has used the things, even if he doesn't show it.I must be feeling uncomfortable.

So of course Qiuqiu couldn't give him things that others might have used.

I used to think that Shi'er was a girl. It's only natural for a beautiful girl to be a bit of a clean freak.Now he... well, well, it's not weird for a handsome boy to be a bit of a clean freak.

"The person who drew this picture should be someone who is used to using a sword." Shi'er took a sip and put down the cup.

"Can this be seen?"

Shi'er stretched out his hand, and naturally held Qiuqiu's hand, just like he did just now, slowly traced the strokes and lines on the painting.carry.Fall, turn.receive.

"Move your wrist, what do you feel?"

Qiuqiu squinted her eyes, raised her head like a lazy cat basking in the sun and said in a low voice, "Well, it's as easy as lifting a weight... This man's wrist is very steady..."

Of course, she has only practiced sword for a few days, so she may feel very inaccurate.The wrist is very stable. It may be said that Shi'er's wrist is very stable.As for whoever painted this picture hundreds of years ago, who knows.

She doesn't know much about brushwork and swordsmanship.The two might really be related.

Half of the knowledge she has acquired about everyone's cultivation comes from her master.Half of them are from Shier.

They spent the longest time together, and she learned the most from Shi'er.

"Yes, and these lines are very coherent. Although it seems that there are ups and downs and interruptions, this stroke is drawn from the beginning without any interruption in the middle." Shi'er rowed along the lake.

This is a very long line.

Qiuqiu was amazed: "This brush can dip so much ink, and it's still not dry after painting so far." It's unscientific, it's not scientific, and it's not the ballpoint pen of later generations. It doesn't even need to dip ink for writing thousands of words.At this time, the pen has to be dipped from time to time, otherwise the pen will dry up if there is no ink on it.

This is not what Shi'er emphasized, but this girl always pays attention to something strange, and he is used to it.

"This painting has not been broken. First, it shows that his wrist is extremely precise and steady. Another point is that he has long been aware of the scene in front of him. Even if he closes his eyes, he can still see it clearly. He is familiar with this place. Can no longer be familiar with the point."

Qiuqiu asked: "Is the person who drew the picture... the owner of this space?"

"possibly is."

Even if not, he is very familiar with this space.

The brush strokes of the painter are natural and smooth. Shi'er has been staring at the painting all night. After a long absence, Qiuqiu gained a deeper understanding and gained a lot of benefits. If it was him who was a day ago, Probably can't realize so many things.

He has never seen the space that Qiuqiu mentioned, but when he stared at this painting all night, for a moment, he felt that his spiritual consciousness merged into the painting, and he seemed to be a part of the painting. Standing quietly under the tree by the lake, he could feel the moonlight shining on him, the gentle rippling of the lake water, and the growth and breathing of the old trees.

The feeling was mysterious and indescribable, and he was immersed in it, feeling that it only passed for a short moment.When he came back to his senses, the sun had already shone on the window, and the sky had dawned at some point.

This painting is by no means ordinary, and the place Qiuqiu has been to must also have a history.

He is probably more familiar with the history of the sect of the Lishui Sword Sect than their head. None of the current members of the Lishui Sword Sect may know the existence of that place.

But why did Qiuqiu know about it and go in?

Qiuqiu was bending down to put on her shoes and socks, and the ruyi ring around her neck slipped out of the neckline.Qiuqiu put the cloth socks on, tied the top of the socks, and then freed up one hand to stuff the Ruyi ring back into the collar.

Shi'er rerolled the painting and handed it to Qiuqiu, who took it silently and put it away.

"Is it okay that you didn't go back all night?"

"I have to go back and explain something. Don't wander around. Although the Mind Eater has been trapped, there is no peace on the mountain."

Qiuqiu nodded, and being able to get such a long explanation from him proved that he still cared about his companion.

The sisters can't do it, and if they want to talk in bed at night in the future... Cough, it's not so convenient.

Qiuqiu felt very sorry.

If only he were a girl.Just like a master or senior sister, it feels like a family.After practicing the exercises, I can talk in private, the kind among girls.

But Shi'er suddenly turned into a man.No matter how extraordinary and refined a cultivator is, this point of male and female defense will not change anywhere. Even if one becomes a legendary god, one must pay attention to this.

Thinking about it this way, is there any difference between gods and mortals?After becoming a fairy, he still has to follow the rules of being a human being. This fairy is not so carefree.

Qiuqiu watched Shi'er go out of the courtyard, and touched her face.

I haven't seen the sun for a long time.After being exposed to the sun for such a short while, his face became slightly warm.

Qiuqiu covered her forehead with her hands and looked up to the sky.

The cloud did not dissipate, but the sunlight penetrated through the fine cracks.When the wind blows after noon, this gap will be filled again, and the snow will continue to fall.

The winter that never sees the sun is really very long. Sometimes in autumn and autumn, there is even a feeling that the snow will never end.

Jing Lu yawned and walked over: "Junior Sister Jing Qiu. What are you doing standing at the door?"

Qiuqiu glanced at him - this guy looks like he just woke up, how can there be such a lazy disciple in the sect?

But in this way, Qiuqiu probably won't notice that Shi'er spent the night here last night.

"I don't know why. I'm very sleepy." Jinglu rubbed her neck: "It's strange."

You won't be tampered with by someone, right?

"By the way, I didn't have time to give it to you yesterday. Elder Huang said that he would give you an extra gift for meeting. Come with me, junior sister. The elder said that you should choose a gift that is convenient for you."

Elder Huang is the elder in charge of refining weapons in the sect!As for the disciples of the sect who use swords, of course it is impossible to use some good swords from the beginning, but ordinary swords also need to have one.These all come from Elder Huang's yard.Since Elder Huang asked Jinglu to take her to pick it, it must be this kind of thing, right?

Jinglu led Qiuqiu into the warehouse in the backyard.

Sure enough, it was similar to what Qiuqiu thought.There are all kinds of weapons in the room-of course, the sword occupies the first place among them.After all, the name of the sect is Lishui Sword Sect, so of course it mainly focuses on teaching and using swordsmanship.It would be too ridiculous if everyone went out with two big axes and claimed to be disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Junior Sister, it's time for you to learn swordsmanship soon, right? You may not be able to use the sword here." Jing Lu enthusiastically recommended: "In fact, the elder here also has a magic weapon for self-protection—" He said in a low voice: "The sword outside The things are not good, but the ones inside are good, come here, let’s go and pick them out.”

This senior brother is really interesting, helping others to dig out the corners of his own parents and digging so hard.

Of course, Qiuqiu believed that the things inside would be better than those outside, but they would not be real magical weapons.Such things will not be placed in such a warehouse casually, without even some complicated anti-theft measures.

Jinglu led Qiuqiu through two more stone gates and entered a warehouse that was much smaller than the one just now.

However, this place is also more sophisticated than the outside room. There are a few more magic circles. Qiuqiu can only distinguish between the anti-theft and moisture-proof ones.

"Here, look at this." Jing Lu said, "These are pretty good, and they look pretty. You girls like them all."

Indeed, several things on that shelf were more magnificent, with exquisite carvings.Are these things really from the hands of Elder Huang?It's hard to imagine that such a rough person can make such delicate and exquisite things.

"Look, this is a fan, but it can also be used as a weapon." Jing Lu waved her hand, and the fan on the left floated up. The silver-white fan bones and the fan surface are not gauze, but silver silk. , there are even a few moonlight-colored gemstones inlaid on it, this thing is not so much a weapon, it's more like... cough, it's more like it's for cuteness.

Qiuqiu's thoughts were not all on these beautiful weapons, she hesitated, and asked softly: "Brother, do you know what they will do with that monster?"

"Maybe, it will be burned." Jing Lu frowned: "It's really cheap, Senior Brother Jinghai is such a good person... and several other senior brothers, they all suffered from it like this."

"It doesn't have any companions, does it?"

Jinglu thought for a while, then shook her head and said: "It's hard to say, but I heard from the elders before that things like mind eaters don't usually go together in groups. If two mind eaters meet, they must first find ways to eat each other. No. Look, monsters are monsters, and they are so fierce and vicious among the same clan." (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 went back to my mother's house today and had dinner with many relatives, so I came back late.