Chapter 53: The aesthetics of the signboards are exactly the same
Qi Qing brought up the idea of splitting up the routes again, which was something no one else had expected.
The city lord was stunned, and hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay, "Why must Qi En be so decisive? The secret realm is full of dangers. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to take care of each other?"
"It would be best if we could take care of each other, but..." Qi Qing glanced at the people of Dan Sect with a smile, "I'm afraid the real danger is not in the secret realm, but in people's hearts."
The meaning of this statement was so obvious that the faces of the Dan Sect disciples changed immediately.
"You..." The leading disciple was about to lose his temper, but Master Wen raised his hand to stop him.
"You don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is." He snorted coldly, "Since you insist on going your separate ways, I won't stop you. I'll see what you can accomplish. But if I meet you again, I won't hold back."
"That's exactly what I meant."
Qi Qing simply bowed, took Yue Ji's hand and turned away.
"Qien people! Qien people!" The city lord chased after them for a few steps, and sighed as he looked at their backs: "How can such a small tent be enough... If I had known earlier, I would have given them my tent."
From beginning to end, Miao Zheng said nothing, and watched the two people go away with complicated eyes.
After leaving the camp, Qi Qing deliberately chose the opposite direction of the Yin-Yang Bridge.
He never asked Yue Ji why he was affected by the Yin Yang Bridge. Long Aotian was a little different after all, so it was normal for him to be related to the Mirage Clan. He just didn't know if Yue Ji himself knew the reason.
Facts have proved that the forest was indeed a trap set by Mr. Wen.
As they continued to walk outward, they saw more and more spiritual herbs on the roadside. From a few sparse plants, to the rumored everywhere, it only took two days' walk.
Qi Qing picked some carefully and decided to stop while he was ahead. Fearing that Yue Ji would fall into the trap again, he did not let him do anything.
After walking out of the forest, the view suddenly opened up, the flat plains stretched as far as the eye could see, and the outlines of the distant mountains were hazy in the green mist. Such an open and unobstructed terrain should have made people feel uneasy, but it was unexpectedly peaceful for two consecutive nights.
Qi Qing placed his fingers on his brow and estimated the nearest mountain. He thought that he could probably reach it tonight, so he turned around and called Yue Ji.
At this time of day in the past, Yue Ji would have gotten up long ago and would occasionally bother him, but today he was unusually sleepy.
Qi Qing returned to the tent, leaned over and gently patted the face of the person on the couch: "Yue Ji, wake up."
Yue Ji frowned and opened his eyes a second later.
"Hmm." His eyes were still a little hazy, and he asked, "What time is it?"
Qi Qing glanced at the sky: "It's later than yesterday, what's wrong with you?"
Yue Ji blinked his eyes, seeming to be half asleep. Qi Qing touched his wrist directly, and his spiritual power traveled along his meridians, but he did not find anything unusual: "Were you tired from traveling yesterday?"
Yue Ji shook his head, sat up with his hand, touched his forehead unconsciously, and exhaled after a moment: "I just... I had a dream."
"Nightmare?"
"No, it doesn't count." Yue Ji's eyes darkened slightly, and he slowly said as he recalled, "I dreamed that I was standing in a tower. There were many tablets in front of me, and red candles were burning everywhere. The tower door was locked, and many people surrounded me, saying that I... shouldn't have come, that I didn't deserve to be here, and that they wanted to kick me out."
Qi Qing was stunned. It was the first time he heard this.
Could it be a face-slapping plot that he hasn't unlocked yet?
"What do these people look like?" he demanded.
Yue Ji pursed his lips and said, "From the corner of my eye it looked like a person, but when I looked closely it turned into mist."
Qi Qing subconsciously wanted to take out the original book and unlock it, but because Yue Ji was beside him, he raised his hand and then put it down again.
Seeing that he was worried, Yue Ji calmed down and comforted him, "Maybe it's a nightmare, it's okay, I'll be the one to ward off the evil spirit and calm you down."
As he said this, he took out something from his ring and began to tinker with it openly in front of Qi Qing.
Qi Qing took a closer look and his face instantly turned dark.
——Yue Ji actually took out that ugly sign again!
"Take it, to ward off evil?" Qi Qing's voice was very soft, and he spoke each word clearly, but it was extremely sinister.
Yue Ji brushed off the sawdust that splashed on his face and explained, "I added color to its eyes and drew a spell on it. It will be placed at the door and it will definitely scare away nightmares."
Qi Qing took a deep breath and pointed at the sign: "...You call it shock?"
There shouldn't be anything wrong with his eyes.
Besides being ugly, how can this sign have any dignity at all?
What's more, the outer contour of this thing was carved according to his image. Even if he was reluctant, he had to admit that the stand was equivalent to his "incarnation" in Yue Ji's heart.
...Now Yue Ji wants to use it to keep watch at night.
Yue Ji nodded and said affirmatively: "Master's image is already tall and mighty. If I embellish it a little, people will not dare to look directly at him."
“…”
The only thing that is true is that you dare not look directly at this.
Seeing the man in front of him squatting down to modify the horrible flat face again, Qi Qing was silent for a while, and said, "Put it away."
"Master, don't worry."
Yue Ji said without even looking up: "It will be ready soon."
Qi Qing sneered: "Even if you change it to next year, it will still be this ugly."
There are several such ugly signboards next to the Tiandu Sect’s retreat cave. Just thinking about it makes me despair.
Yue Ji turned a deaf ear and continued to make modifications stubbornly, but not only did the situation not improve, it made the already shabby face of the signboard even more horrible.
After the outline was roughly polished, he carefully applied fluorescent powder to the eyes and mouth. In the dim light, the ugly signboard's eyes glowed and its crooked mouth corners showed a strange arc. If you look from a distance, it looks like a pair of eyes and a mouth floating in the air.
Yue Ji was completely unaware of this. He admired his masterpiece for a moment and showed it to Qi Qing expectantly: "Master, how is it?"
Qi Qinghe and the ugly guy looked at each other in bewilderment, and had reason to suspect that Yue Ji was taking revenge on him.
He closed his eyes in pain and said reluctantly, "...very creative, but I'd better put it away."
I'm afraid of ghosts.
Yue Ji was instantly encouraged and pushed the signboard next to the door: "Then put it here!"
Without waiting for Qi Qing to object, he put away the carving knife and firefly powder and excitedly went into the tent to pack his luggage.
Qi Qing and the ugly placard stared at each other, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
——Good opportunity!
Yue Ji was in the tent, and now was the best time to deal with this thing alone. As long as he was gentle and pretended that it was broken by a wild beast...
Qi Qing quietly condensed frost and was about to take action.
“Chiu!”
A snow-white ball suddenly fell from the sky and landed precisely on top of the signboard.
Qi Qing was stunned. It turned out to be a chubby little bird, holding on to the edge of the sign with its trembling short legs, and flapping its wings to keep its balance.
“…”
He looked around to make sure there was no one around, then raised his hand to chase the bird away: "Go down, don't block me from destroying the body."
“Chirp! Chirp!”
Fatty flapped his wings a few times, trying clumsily to avoid his hand.
"Come down, quickly."
Qi Qing quietly discussed with it: "I have no objection to you parking anywhere else, but this sign is not allowed."
Before he finished his words, Fei Jiu flew up into the sky.
—Then it staggered and landed on top of his head.
"Hiss!" Qi Qing tried to grab the hair that was caught by it, and said through gritted teeth: "I told you to stand somewhere else, not someone else!"
Fatty stepped on his hair and curled up into a small white ball contentedly.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Yue Ji heard the noise and poked his head out from the tent. When he looked up, he saw him holding the stand with a small white bird as round as a ball squatting on his head.
“What are you doing…?”
"Ah, this..." Qi Qing took his hand off the signboard guiltily: "It looks a little crooked, let me straighten it for you."
Yue Ji's gaze moved to his head.
Qi Qing chased it twice, but Feiqiu remained as steady as a rock, and even shook its feathers proudly.
He said half depressed, half threateningly: "I don't know where this bird came from, it looks very plump, why not add it to your meal later?"
Unexpectedly, the bird ignored his threats at all. Instead, it proudly puffed out its chest and cooed to Yue Ji.
Yue Ji couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand and said, "Master, bow your head."
Qi Qing bowed her head slightly as she was told, and gently parted his hair with her slender fingers, rescuing each strand of hair from the bird's claws.
The warm breath sprayed on my forehead, carrying with it the unique and refreshing scent of the person in front of me.
Not sure if it was because the bird was wrapped too tightly or Yue Ji was moving too slowly, but when Qi Qing raised his eyes, he saw his chest.
Qi Qing had felt this place more than once, forced, close, solid, and the heavy heartbeat wrapped inside suddenly flooded into his mind like fragments.
His ears felt slightly hot and he looked away uncomfortably.
It seemed like an eternity had passed before Yue Ji said, "It's OK."
Qi Qing raised his head as if relieved, and casually tidied his slightly messy hair. He couldn't help but glance at the culprit in Yue Ji's hand.
The bird lay in Yue Ji's palm with its head tilted, not afraid at all. There was not a single color on its feathers, except for its tail feathers which were stained with a trace of blood.
Qi Qing was not injured and this was not his blood.
"Could it be..." Qi Qing frowned and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a call.
"Xiaoxue!"
A childish voice suddenly sounded not far away: "Xiaoxue! Where are you!"
The fat bird startled, flapped its wings, struggled for a long time from Yue Ji's hands, and flew towards the source of the sound.
The two of them looked in that direction, and after a while, two chirps emerged from the spiritual grass.
She was a little girl of about four or five years old, wrapped in a thick animal skin coat. She looked like a small white ball just like her bird, not like an ordinary monk dressed like that.
To be more precise, he doesn't even look like a monk.
Which sect or parents would send such a young child to the secret realm?
Looking at her animal coat and the fat chick, Qi Qing suddenly had a guess in his mind.
He had a strange look on his face, and then he opened his mouth in shock.
With the example of Miao Zheng, he had imagined that the little junior sister of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was actually a burly man, or a sweet old lady, but he never imagined that this little junior sister was really... actually a "little" junior sister!
Does this have anything to do with the original novel?
The little girl was not afraid of strangers. She caught the white ball and looked at the master and disciple curiously.
When her eyes fell on Yue Ji, they suddenly lit up and she exclaimed, "So beautiful!"
Yue Ji and Qi Qing looked at each other, and the former raised his eyebrows in slight confusion.
Is this Long Aotian’s halo?
Qi Qing secretly complained in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a strange sense of relief.
He knew that the plot would go awry... No, that's not right.
The next second, the little girl walked around Yue Ji and looked at the sign with starry eyes: "Who is this fairy? So beautiful!"
Qi Qing: “…”
He looked at the crooked smile and glowing eyes on the stand in disbelief, then looked at the girl whose face was filled with love, and finally he was convinced: she really was from the original work.
——This is exactly the same eye lameness!
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