Meet the moon again

Chapter 61

The strokes of this line are scribbled, and the blood stains on it have an obscene tendency.Qi Lin frowned, Xin Dao Zhongqing's conjecture was really good, although Shang Xingyun didn't do it directly, but still showed his face...

It's just that he is talking like this, trying to simply lead him over?

Zhong Qing, who came back to his senses, saw that Qi Lin hadn't moved for a long time, turned to look in his direction for a while, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Qi Lin flusteredly swept away the line of handwriting with his sleeves, but after finishing, he realized that Zhong Qing was actually invisible, so he couldn't help but muttered to himself that he was temporarily lost and lost his mind.

"It's okay." He said to Zhong Qing indifferently, stepped forward to hold Zhong Qing's hand, and led him to sit on the sofa, "I'm gone, I will accompany you to practice swordsmanship?"

Zhong Qing tilted his head, as if looking at him.In the past, when his eyes were closed, there was always a three-point indifference in those eyes, and when he looked at people, he always felt too harsh, as if he was scrutinizing, and was stared at by a goshawk; now these eyes are covered with shadows, When he turned his head, he was a little dazed, and Qi Lin's heart felt soft, and he wished he could cup his face to hold him tenderly.

"Okay." As Zhong Qing said, he took his hand back and pulled Qi Lin's spiritual knowledge into his spiritual sea.

Zhongqing's spiritual sea is a vast expanse of white, looking around, the water and the sky are the same color, and the smoke and clouds are indistinct.Zhong Qing's spiritual consciousness gathered in the water, and the silver light in his hand did not disperse, and a long sword gradually elongated in the light.

"Where did your Qingshuang go?" Qi Lin looked at the invisible sword at first glance, with complicated patterns on it, and a piece of jade seemed to be inlaid on the sword holder, which was exactly like the Qingshuang in his memory.But from what he saw when he woke up, the sword Zhong Qing used was very simple, not fancy, and didn't have too many accessories, so it shouldn't be Qingshuang.

Zhong Qing shook his head, smiled and said nothing.Qi Lin's hand flickered from the air, and there was already a folding fan outlining the golden light.

A gust of wind blew up in the spiritual sea, and the water couldn't stop being filled with waves.Qi Lin opened the folding fan, and drew an arc in the air one after another. He didn't use all his strength, and his face still had a careless expression, as if he was playing around.Zhong Qing pursed her lips tightly, looking serious, but all her moves were restrained.

The sword energy collided with the fan wind, and the water splashed out several feet from the overlapping place. Qi Lin withdrew his hand, and threw his fingers upward against the handle of the fan, then turned around behind Zhong Qing, took the closed folding fan, Dab it on the chin of love.

Zhong Qing grabbed his wrist with a backhand, and the fan was so shocked that it fell out of his hand and fell into the water, turning into a speck of dots.Qi Lin's left hand slapped him from bottom to top, and he avoided it sideways, grabbed Qi Lin's hand that was close at hand, and then turned his hand vigorously, clasped his two hands and pressed against the opponent's body.

Qi Lin curled his lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "I agreed to practice swords, did you violate the rules?"

Zhong Qing replied confidently: "But you don't use a sword either."

Qi Lin: "..."

He was right.

Zhong Qing let go of his hand, Qi Lin dissipated his usual small dagger unconvinced, and confronted him with more than ten moves again.

Suddenly, Zhong Qing suddenly paused for some reason, and Qi Lin took advantage of the situation to reach his sword. As soon as he changed the edge of the sword, the sword deflected into the sea, and the water surface stirred up waves of spray, and the shawl covered the two of them.If the two of them are not spiritual at this time, I am afraid that they will be drowned in an instant.

Zhong Qing took a few steps back and barely stood still. He stood still for a moment, probably adjusting his breath.

Qi Lin felt that his situation was different, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He leaned forward to look at Zhong Qing's face, and he seemed to see a faint blackness in a trance, but when Zhong Qing raised his head again, everything returned to its original state.

"Nothing." Zhong Qing said calmly.

Qi Lin asked: "Is it a demon..."

Zhong Qing repeated: "Nothing, he won't hurt me, let's continue."

They didn't know the time in the spiritual sea, and after they left to their heart's content, they realized that it was past noon in the blink of an eye.

For monks like them, in fact, they no longer need to rely on ingesting food to maintain their life activities, and eating is just to satisfy their desires—especially for Qi Lin.

However, now that he is tired from sword practice, he doesn't care about whether he eats or not. More importantly, the meal has to be provided by him.Qi Lin simply leaned back, his entire upper body sank into the sofa, and said vaguely: "I don't have lunch at noon, let me take a rest."

The fighting skills in the spiritual sea are far more tiring than the physical ones. Although the former avoids the pain of flesh and blood, many effects are added to the spiritual consciousness. If the monks are not cultivated enough, they will often fall into a coma after a long time. Like Qi Lin and the two, after a few rounds, they also felt their eyelids sink, as if they were about to fight.

Zhong Qing replied: "Okay." Then he began to sit quietly and adjust his breath.

Qi Lin guessed that Xu had accidentally attracted his inner demons earlier, and now he wants to suppress one or two.I wanted to ask him if he needed a guardian, but when I turned my head to look seriously, I realized that the other party had already entered the country, so I could only swallow all the words I thought about.

He lay paralyzed on the sofa for a few minutes, feeling that he was almost recovering, then carefully got up while watching the movement of Zhong Qing, went to the tea table and touched his mobile phone, and searched for Sayuri's name in the address book.

Your father: Can you find someone for that Qian Yue you mentioned earlier?

A special flower: yes

Special tune a flower: What's the matter, dad?

Qi Lin thought for a while, and wrote a few lines on the screen stroke by stroke.Lao Gu Dong is not good at this point, he can't use pinyin input, he can only write out one by one.Sometimes because of font revision, a bunch of typos will be selected.However, Chinese culture has always been extensive and profound, and a few typos really do not affect reading.

Your father: I want to be a puppet exactly like me, and your boss... well, you know.

A special flower: I understand.jpg

Special tune a flower: I often feel out of place with you because I am not perverted enough.jpg

Your father: speak human language

Special tune a flower: I can get in touch, senior, when do you want it?

Your father: the sooner the better, today is the best day

Special Tuning of a Flower: I think you are embarrassing others

Qi Lin snorted disdainfully, and returned the last sentence to Sayuri - if you can't meet this requirement, what kind of puppet master is called.You tell her that if you do it well, I will pay you enough.

Sayuri snorted, and was forced to work as a connector under Qi Lin's "excessive power".

Qi Lin put down his phone, paced back and forth in the living room for a while, and suddenly remembered something, and sent her another message.

Your father: Don't talk to Zhong Qing.

A special tune for a flower: I know Dad.

Only then did Qi Lin put down the phone in satisfaction.

I don't know whether Sayuri's communication was effective, or Qi Lin's intimidation played a role.At ten o'clock in the evening, Qi Lin, who was describing the latest plot of a certain martial arts drama with Zhongqing, heard a few knocks on the door. He moved to the door and looked through the cat's eyes, and saw a certain Lily at a glance, standing with him The "self" behind.

Qi Lin silently added a little favorability to her and Qian Yue in his heart, and quickly opened the door for her.

"Hi Boss, I'm here to see you!" Sayuri yelled first, and then stuffed a small note into Qi Lin's hand.

"What are you doing here so late?" Zhong Qing asked back.

Sayuri walked in leisurely, and the puppet she brought was still standing outside the door unconsciously.Qi Lin opened the note, on which was clearly written how to use the puppet.

Qi Lin glanced inside, just in time to see Zhong Qing raised his head to meet Sayuri's eyes.The latter probably heard from those who went back this morning, and they were not too surprised by Zhong Qing's appearance.

"When they came back in the morning and said it, I thought they were kidding me, but it turned out to be true." Sayuri said.

Zhong Qing gave a faint "hmm", and Sayuri leaned forward and said in a serious tone: "Boss, don't worry, no matter you are beautiful or ugly, rich or poor, you will always be my boss, and I will always be yours." Lick the dog."

Zhong Qing: "Well, there is nothing left after licking."

Sayuri: "..."

"I'm going to make trouble and I'll tell you, boss, you will lose me if you do this."

"You haven't said what you're doing here so late." Zhong Qing reminded.

"I'm on the way, just come and have a look. And I'm worried about your injury..."

"Your school is in the north, and you don't have classes right now. The central business district is several kilometers away from here. What road did you follow?" Zhong Qing asked.

"I'm just here to see you, can't you!" Sayuri raised her voice, with a sense of grievance.

Zhong Qing didn't speak, just sat quietly.

Taking advantage of their conversation, Qi Lin injected his spiritual power into the puppet's eyebrows according to the instructions on the note.He seemed to see a stream of light gradually spreading in the puppet's body from where they met, and the injected spiritual power connected into a vein, just like their spiritual veins were almost the same.

The puppet slowly raised its head, lifted its eyelids, and stared straight at Qi Lin—the expression was almost the same as his.

Sayuri changed the subject, and asked with concern: "Boss, are your eyes okay? Hu Nian said which Taoist priest can cure it, does he have a solution?"

"He's trying to figure it out."

"That's good." Sayuri breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something more when she heard Zhong Qing say, "It's too late, you should go back."

Sayuri is helpless, she is a little girl, but at least she is a little girl who has magical skills and can single out a second team. Why does Zhong Qing always worry about her like an ordinary girl?

Half a minute later, Sayuri said, "Then I'll go back first?"

Zhong Qing: "Be careful on the road. Blindness will not be sent away."

Sayuri opened her mouth, stepped on her own Xiaoping and followed out the door, and before leaving, she gave Qi Lin an "ok" gesture, signaling that she was done and retired.

Qi Lin nodded and gave her an "ok" gesture back.But the master's "ok" is a little stiff, after all, it's the first time to do it, and I'm not used to it, at first glance it looks like a chicken claw - of course, Sayuri dare not say this in her life.