Chapter 83: Set up a trap and move to my house. Don’t let anyone know…
It was an extremely horrifying thing to suddenly see the ground covered in scarlet in the middle of the night. Qi Qing's heart trembled and he almost pulled out his ice sword, only to find that those were just red silk spread on the ground.
He pressed his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then sat up and asked, "What are you doing?"
The shadow slowly turned back——
Under the moonlight, it turned out to be a face without any facial features!
The young man's breathing stagnated, and he inhaled the air that had not yet been released.
"What the hell!"
As if stimulated by these words, the black shadow threw down the red silk and climbed onto the bed quickly in a strange posture.
Its body was winding like a snake, and the cold touch penetrated into the arms through the gap in the lapels, wrapped around the body, and tightened inch by inch against the young man's soft skin, with a slightly stinging feeling that was creepy.
——Some memories that were deliberately forgotten resurrect in the mind.
Qi Qing was immediately awakened by the fright.
He suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and a chill ran down his back.
His movement woke up the people around him. Their warm bodies pressed against him. Yue Ji hugged his waist tightly, and his voice was a little sleepy: "Master? What's wrong?"
The other person's unique body temperature penetrated the thin fabric and burned onto his skin, dispelling the cold feeling in his dream like a warm fireplace.
Qi Qing calmed down and said, "...I had a nightmare."
Yue Ji responded vaguely in a half-awake state, and a tingling warmth instantly flowed through Qi Qing's body. This man had released his spiritual consciousness at some point, and was lying on Qi Qing, ready to make a move.
"Tell me about it?" he asked.
When he put his spiritual consciousness together with the black shadow in his dream, he didn't know which one was more frightening.
Qi Qing exhaled slowly and said reluctantly, "Nothing happened. It was just a little too realistic and frightened me."
Perhaps it's because I've heard too many rumors about ghosts in the city recently, and I think about them during the day and dream about them at night.
Yue Ji's spiritual consciousness wrapped him tighter, as if to build a barrier to make him feel at ease.
Qi Qing couldn't fall asleep. He thought about going to Yuqing Sect at dawn, and also about the plot in the original novel where Yue Ji was almost drugged, and the hidden malice of the three major sects...
He thought about it, turned his head to look at the face of the person sleeping with eyes closed, and finally quietly exchanged a plot card.
…
Yuqing Gate, the center of the twelve palaces.
The figure in black robes knelt on the ground, and his voice echoed faintly in the empty hall: "Sir, the Feng Shui killing situation is complete, and we are just waiting for your distinguished guest to fall into the trap."
The man at the top stood with his hands behind his back, his back as cold and hard as a knife.
He said coldly: "Have the three locations been arranged?"
The man in black robe said firmly: "Absolutely no problem."
“Are you serious?” The leader tilted his head slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: “Among those people, there is one who is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. If something goes wrong…”
"If there is any mistake, just ask me."
The black-robed man laughed sinisterly, "My family has passed down a secret method for nearly a thousand years. Can it be that it can't handle a few cultivators who are not from the formation cultivation background? Moreover, this formation is at the cost of my life span, tampering with the secrets of heaven, stealing the truth... So what if it is at the Tribulation Crossing Stage?"
He narrowed his eyes, revealing a strange sense of satisfaction on his lips: "If he dares to interfere, he will be going against the will of heaven, forcing the cause and effect, and cutting off his own path to ascension!"
The person at the top felt a little relieved, nodded slightly, and walked towards him.
"Well done." As he passed by the black-robed man, he threw down a token and said, "Go to the Deacon Hall to claim your reward. I will make up for the lost lifespan."
A hint of joy flashed across the black-robed man's brows, and he quickly picked up the token and said, "Thank you, Master!"
…
When it was bright, Qi Qing packed his luggage and went out with Yue Ji.
The carriage of Yuqing Sect had been waiting at the door of the inn for a long time. Qianyuan Sword Master, who had not been seen for a few days, stood tall in front of the crowd. When he saw Qi Qing appear, he nodded slightly in greeting.
Perhaps because he had been humiliated that day, the envoy held his temper and did not come to greet them in person. Only a disciple wearing the Yuqing Sect uniform checked their identities and invited them to get on the carriage.
All the contestants will go up the mountain today. Several carriages will be waiting at the door of each inn at dawn, without any omission, and half of the city will be empty in an instant.
On the way, Qianyuan Sword Master closed his eyes to rest, and the brothers Song Wen and Song Wu kept an eye on the two of them, fearing that they would miss any key points of learning again.
Qi Qing felt uncomfortable being stared at by them, but Yue Ji was the kind of person who didn't know how to restrain himself. Knowing that they were watching him, he still used the cover of his sleeves to secretly hook Qi Qing's hand with his fingertips.
Qi Qing dodged calmly, but the hand kept coming up, brushing against his palm and causing a slight tremor.
Seeing Song Wen's gaze moving over, Qi Qing coughed lightly, bent his knuckles and tapped on the back of Yue Ji's hand, secretly signaling him to be careful.
Unexpectedly, Yue Ji became even more aggressive. Every time he retreated an inch, Yue Ji advanced a foot. His movements became more and more outrageous, and he almost touched his legs.
The secret entanglement is hidden beneath the wide sleeves, as if pulled by an invisible silk thread.
Song Wu also noticed the weirdness between the two and looked at them curiously. Qi Qing could only freeze and let Yue Ji do whatever he wanted.
The black-clothed young man raised the corner of his lips slightly, and the mischievous hand became more unscrupulous and frivolous, moving from the fingers to the wrist bone, and then lightly stroking along the inside of his forearm to touch his waist... If Qi Qing hadn't glared at him, who knows what more outrageous things he would have done.
The carriage was moving very fast. When it approached the foot of Yuqing Gate Mountain, the disciple driving the carriage suddenly blew a whistle.
The next moment, the horse's hooves were raised, the wheels suddenly flew into the air, and the entire carriage lightly leaped into the clouds and drove steadily towards the mountainside.
Qi Qing lifted the curtain in surprise, and saw more than ten carriages lined up in a formation like wild geese, flying among the lush mountains.
The tall horses pulling the cart had flying manes and their hooves seemed to be like invisible steps of heaven. They passed between the distant mountains and flowing clouds, like a rare fairy picture.
He couldn't help but say: "It's a lot of money——"
The cost of just one spirit horse is huge, and with so many spirit horses dispatched at the same time, it feels like money is flying all over the sky, which shows the financial strength of Yuqing Sect.
The Tiandu Sect had never seen such a scene before.
The only public mount that can fly is the leader's crane - oh, you have to borrow it in advance.
Qi Qing looked at it a few more times with envy. At this time, the carriage began to slowly descend.
The landing location is at the foot of the mountain, and a beautiful scene suddenly appears in front of you. Several small buildings are arranged in a vertical and horizontal pattern, with black tiles and white walls, surrounded by bamboo forests, a calm lake, abundant spiritual energy in the mountains, and clouds and mist, which made many contestants' eyes light up.
The three major sects, under the guise of a competition, joined forces to investigate the cause of death of their elite disciples, and all the participating sects knew this.
Everyone thought it was just a formality, but they didn't expect Yuqing Sect to attach so much importance to it and make such grand and formal arrangements, which made everyone feel very happy.
The carriage stopped steadily in the open space in front of the house. The disciple driving the carriage jumped off the horse and respectfully asked them to get off.
Everyone was assigned a room. What was different from the past was that the Yuqing Sect separated the masters and disciples of each sect on the grounds of difference. The master lived on the upper floor and the disciples lived on the lower floor. They were not allowed to be mixed or exchanged.
Everyone looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
But since they were on someone else's territory, no one wanted to be the first to take action, so they temporarily agreed to the housing division.
Yue Ji quietly squeezed Qi Qing's wrist: "Master, wait, I'll come find you later."
Seeing this, Song Wen and Song Wu reflexively stretched out their hands and said to Qian Yuan Jian Zun: "Master, wait, we will -"
Before he could touch it, he was nailed to the spot by the cold gaze of Qianyuan Sword Master.
Qi Qing pulled his hand back awkwardly, pretending not to have seen this, and said to smooth things over: "Let's talk later if you have anything to say!"
The view from upstairs is indeed excellent. There is a bronze mirror facing the bed, the windows are propped up, and the screens have been removed. Just standing at the door, you can look out at the bamboo and the water, and the scenery outside the window is unobstructed.
But when Qi Qing entered the house, for some reason, although he saw such a beautiful scenery, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
Is it because I am in Yuqing Gate? Or is it because... something else?
This uneasiness grew stronger in the room and fermented into a dangerous intuition.
He frowned, thought for a moment without any result, turned around and knocked on the door of Qianyuan Jianzun's room opposite.
"abnormal?"
Qianyuan Jianzun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his eyes passed over Qi Qing's shoulder and glanced into his room.
With just this one glance, those eyes, which had always been calm, suddenly became sharp, as if they saw something that Qi Qing could not see.
“…Is there something wrong?”
Qi Qing's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he asked anxiously: "Is it a ghost? Or something unclean?"
The person on the other side didn't speak for a long time.
Qian Yuan Jian Zun remained silent, retracted his gaze and looked at Qi Qing, and after a while he said, "Junior Brother Qi."
Qi Qing said nervously: "Yes!"
"From tonight," he turned and said, "move into my room and don't let anyone know."
Qi Qing was stunned: "...Ah?"
…
Second floor.
As soon as the young man in black stepped into the room, he realized something was wrong.
His eyes were slightly cold as he slowly scanned the room, finally fixing his gaze on the mirror inside the room.
Is this it? Some shady trick.
Yue Ji closed the door without saying a word.
The windows were lowered, casting a gloomy shadow into the room. Only the light from a few bronze mirrors became brighter and brighter.
The young man in black raised his hand and suddenly wiped his face.
The next moment, a black shadow without facial features stood silently in the room. Although the outline of a human figure could be recognized, no human figure was reflected in the bronze mirror.
Several mirrors were empty and the scene suddenly became weird.
The black shadow took a step forward, and its figure slowly merged into the dim light, transforming into golden spiritual power, flowing on the ground like a stream.
——Bloodstains suddenly appeared in the empty mirror!
They were like an interlaced net, spreading in all directions in the mirror. They seemed alive and would immediately turn into black smoke and dissipate if touched by the slightest trace of black air.
The shadow suddenly changed back into human form.
Yue Ji frowned, and a fresh scar appeared on his fingertips.
He stared for a moment, then sneered and said, "Stealing the sky and changing the day?"
The Yuqing Sect really spent a lot of money to find out the reasons for the deaths of those idiots.
He put his hand away and was about to avoid the bloodstain, but then he remembered something, his face changed slightly, and he immediately turned and walked out the door.
——You must go find a master.
If the master also has this thing... his eyes were filled with dark currents. He still had to find a way to live together.
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