Chapter 57:

What's it like to face each other in the air?
In particular, this "self" looks cold and frosty, as if there is any deep hatred in this world.
Anyway, Cheng Qian was a bit creepy. He stepped back involuntarily and said, "What the is this?"
As soon as this thought started, the "Cheng Qian" floating on that day had already arrived, and raised his hand to hit his face.
Cheng Qian: "..."
Of course, even if he was startled by this object, he was not so easy to be hit by a small shadow. Cheng Qian moved slightly under his feet, and he had floated to ten feet in an instant, and fell to the outside, standing on the wall with a strange look. Watching Yan Zhengming getting busy, he took back the "ghost" in the ring: "What is this?"
Yan Zhengming held his forefinger with a hundred mouths, and just wanted to open it for a long time, but didn't want to live anymore.
Li Xuan immediately jumped out to "divide the worries" for the head brother and said with a mouthful: "It's an imitator."
The so-called "imitation of spirits" naturally corresponds to the "true spirits". All things have spirits, such as ancient jade and ancient wood. They can become refined over time. Take those that have aura but have not become refined, plus A few simple spells can make such imitators.
Although imitates are like real people, they have no consciousness and consciousness, and only do some mechanical things. Some imitated creatures that are originally sharp are offensive, but most of them only do one trick, and some can do something. Small things like sending a message or drinking tea, all in all, it's not very useful except to coax mortals.
"I know that thing is called imitation," Cheng Qian said confused, "It ... that ... why ..."
Although Cheng Qian didn't think his face was worth anything, when he saw this small imitator who looked exactly like him, he still couldn't help feeling a little strange. He frowned and asked, "Looking like this?"
Yan Zhengming was anxious, and covered Li Li's mouth with his hand, and finally grabbed the mouth of this donkey to justify himself: "Because I saw the copper coin, I thought of you, and I engraved one without thinking about it, cough ... what? , Don't think too much. "
Li Ji thought gleefully next to him: "Hum, the darker it gets."
"What do I think?" Cheng Qian crouched on the wall, asking more puzzled, "Are you not the copper coin you carved?"
Imitation spirits can only be born from raw materials. Second-hand goods after grinding are not possible. This is common sense. Cheng Qian still seems to know what he should not know, and what he should not know is quite clear.
Yan Zhengming was speechless for a moment, and there was a shame in his heart that he was caught / traped ... and the person who caught him was still very wink, and watched endlessly.
Cheng Qian: "And what is it about to raise its hand just now, and they will do two tricks with me?"
Li Yan easily broke away from his stiff master, and took the time to say: "Fans are slap in the face, imitate the spirit, whoever doesn't recognize anyone, whoever stands in front of it, it will fan."
Yan Zhengming: "..."
Cheng Qian listened, and his calm face was finally a little shocked. He frowned and thought carefully, and asked carefully, "Brother, have I done anything that I shouldn't have done to make you misunderstand? I'm not slapping ... I don't scratch my hair or scratch my face. "
"No, that's just ..." Yan Zhengming first tried to explain in a feeble way, and then found out that Cheng Qian was ridiculing him again, and suddenly felt that his master could not work anymore, pointing at Cheng Qiandao, "You give I roll down! "
Li Xun feared that the world would not be chaotic. He quietly picked up the words of the brother beside him: "It was just that the master did not pay attention when he was doing this imitation."
Yan Zhengming: "What's wrong with being harmless!"
Li Yan smiled "Hey" and added: "He originally wanted to be able to talk to him and talk about his sleeplessness in the middle of the night."
Cheng Qian: "..."
He suddenly felt a little embarrassed somehow, and it felt like the second elder brother had taken a circle and put himself in.
In particular, the words "difficult to sleep on alone" are a little offensive.
Li Xun, who had fun with his elder brother and younger brother, felt that he was extremely pleased physically and mentally, and happily allowed his elder brother to swing his sword into a stick, chasing him all the way.
Yan Zhengming: "I have to let you know how many eyes Master Ma has!"
Li Yan: "Hey, brother in charge, it's boring to be angry and angry."
Yan Zhengming drove Li Yan from the inner courtyard to the front yard, and met the surprised eyes of a few young sisters who were cleaning the leaves. Then he stopped to step forward, solemnly stretched his face, slightly adjusted his plaque and manner Walked in all directions.
Li Yan smiled staggeredly from him, and went up and said, "I just make a little latent smile."
Yan Zhengming didn't fight when he heard his words: "Oh, if you tease him, you'll take me for a break? There's really Li You for you."
"Master Brother has a large number of people, naturally it will not care about me." Li Yan pretended to take a less sincere horseshit, and then he paused, slightly positive, and said, "You found no , Xiao Qianbian hasn't changed, but I always feel that he is back this time ... it seems a little less popular. "
Yan Zhengming stepped forward.
Li Yan continued: "You see, the boy used to provoke wrongdoing, as if he didn't deal with anyone, but he has his own energy and spirit. Unlike now, he can't see him at first glance, he is just like the non-existent. Huadu on the wall Better than he is. "
"Well," Yan Zhengming responded, and then told Cheng Qian in a few words about his experience.
The more Li Yan listened, the more solemn he looked.
Yan Zhengming: "How?"
"The refiner became flesh ... never heard of such a thing," Li Min groaned. "Who is this Tang Yuan?"
Yan Zhengming said, "I listen to Xiao Qian ..."
Li Xie waved his hand: "Don't just listen to him, do n’t you understand your parents and teachers? Whoever has kindness to him, he can go to the fire for whom, sometimes he may not think more, and may not go to his heart when he thinks . "
Yan Zhengming sarcastically said, "Well, you are smart."
Li Yan gave him a white look: "Soul Eater is a terrible thing, even when people like Master have lost their minds, they also tore their own portraits, not to mention that the senior Tang was trapped in the Soul Lamp. After hundreds of years, what kind of ambition is that? Well, I'm an encouraging person anyway, regardless of whether he is kind or malicious, it feels a little scary to think about it ... let's talk about Xiao Qian-he must not tell you the truth, gather Can Lingyu, a heaven and earth spirit, be refined by manpower? If he goes against it, he must have suffered a great disaster, maybe more than one ... Hey, what are you doing, Master? The tail is burned? "
Yan Zhengming: "I'm gonna kill him!"
Cheng Qian sat alone on the wall in Yan Zhengming's courtyard. He looked down at the weeds on the wall and suddenly remembered the "dead tree in spring".
The wildflower grass in the stone gap slightly moved, and after a moment of stagnation, it suddenly woke up and rejuvenated. With the long intention of Cheng Qian, a long flower vine grew, and the small white flowers gradually bloomed. Meaning.
Cheng Qian raised a thought in his heart, he thought, "Live here."
As soon as Yan Zhengming, who had threatened to kill Cheng Qian, stepped into the courtyard, the scene hit his eyes, and immediately smashed his fury into a fly ash. Cheng Qian heard his voice and smiled at him. "Do I get off too?"
Yan Zhengming silently looked at the little white flower on the wall. He couldn't lose his temper, and didn't want to let him go like this, so he stabbed and said, "Is the gray wall with white flowers, do you want to mourn? Change me a color soon."
Cheng Qian laughed: "You talk to it yourself."
After speaking, he turned down from the wall in shock, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.
Yan Zhengming stood on the spot, thinking of Li Zhi ’s statement that
little life is not alive
. He was a little puzzled. He suspected that Li Zhi was thinking again, and then he walked under the wall and pointed like a knife and cut two bunches of flowers. I found a bottle in the room and raised it.
At that time of the day, Yan Zhengming was still uneasy and got up and went to Xiaozhulin.
Cheng Qian was meditating, but Yan Zhengming didn't alarm him, and walked around in the room.
I noticed that no one had touched the mattress, and the pen in the study was still on the platform. There was not less tea on the shelf, and there was only a glass of cold water on the table.
Yan Zhengming frowned first, watching Cheng Qian quietly for a while, and then thought, "What kind of place is the ice lake in Mingming Valley?"
Sitting in the place where the water drips into ice for 40 or 50 years, I want him to jump around alive immediately ... It seems that some strong men are really difficult.
Yan Zhengming thought this way, but could not bear the blame anymore.
In the breeze bamboo forest, the consciousness of the head seal hanging on his chest seemed to be clearer. Yan Zhengming had a lot of benefits in the previous day, so he settled on the side quietly and submerged the Yuan God into the head seal.
He was still in the front wall of Tiansuo, allowing the consciousness in the head seal to introduce himself to a deeper place. When the consciousness was connected, those fine fragments flashed in front of him again.
Only this time, Yan Zhengming felt that he was more than just a spectator. The joy and sorrow of each of them seemed to be true, so that he could not help immersing himself in it. Gradually, he and I forgot about it.
He saw Gu Daozhu again in countless scenes-this is not surprising, Yan Zhengming is not like Cheng Qian. He has never seen the true body of Master and Shizu. Among the people who have been in close contact with Fuyao Mountain in the previous generation He knew a Gu Yanxue.
Gu Daozhu seemed to have a lot more spirit than when he saw him. He stood opposite a middle-aged man, only to see the man's two eyes were pale, his eye sockets were deep, and there was a big stone like water between them.
It's the Qing'an Residence in Fuyao Mountain, the one in Cheng Qianyuan.
Gu Yanxue was quickly saying something. A thin hand rested on the stone, and looked at the opposite man with anxiety, shaking his head, but the strange man just listened silently and did not respond.
Yan Zhengming suddenly had a strong feeling in his heart. I always felt that this strange middle-aged man had a close relationship with himself, and could not help but deepen his knowledge. Instantly, he was in front of his eyes, and his perspective was stunned. Dizzy eyes calmed down, and found that Gu Daozhu didn't know when he stood opposite him.
Yan Zhengming immediately understood that he was in the position of a strange man just now, as if he was on someone else's body. He was taken aback and was about to manage to leave. The next moment, a huge sadness subdued from his head. Like a sharp knife, nailed him there without warning.
At the beginning, Yan Zhengming knew very well that this strong emotion was not his own, and he wanted to get rid of it.
However, the almost desperate grief, the deep-seated hatred of nowhere to rest, Yan Zhengming experienced it exactly, the external emotions resonated with his heart, and soon he was taken away involuntarily.
The world's unparalleled anger, deeply repressed, can't help but feel the pain of cone heart that has been taken away against the scales ...
At this moment, a cold coldness suddenly broke in, pouring Yan Zhengming's heart into a cold heart, he woke up suddenly, and the next moment his eyes flew, he was again popped out of the head seal, his chest still It was violently undulating, but there was a faint thunder.
Cheng Qian was stunned by a thunderous thunder. Yan Zhengming's repair had just passed a bottleneck. This was a good thing. However, as if his realm had not yet stabilized, he was led by all the way to ascend abnormally, almost attracting Xiaotianjie. Not to mention, there was a red light flashing between the eyebrows, as if he was running too fast, faintly alarming some demon.
Cheng Qian told him not to wake up, and had to force a real yuan into his back, which dragged Yan Zhengming out of the set.
Cheng Qian saw that he was still nagging, and he wanted to pat his face. Who knew that when he raised his hand, Yan Zhengming leaned back in a reflective way.
Cheng Qian reluctantly shook his hand in front of his eyes: "Brother, look carefully, I'm not the one who slaps you, don't hit you, are you awake?"
Yan Zhengming buzzed in his ears, didn't hear him at all, his Yuanshen came out, but some people still don't know the sorrows of this day and night, and the grief lingering in his chest lasts forever.
He grabbed Cheng Qian's hand suddenly, held it fiercely, and a voice in his heart growled angrily: "This is mine, don't you want to anybody!"
The strange look surprised Cheng Qian, as if the hungry wolf was dying.
In an instant, the thunder in his ear seemed to be approaching again, Cheng Qian did not dare to delay, and the other hand condensed the fine cream, and bounced between Yan Zhengming's eyebrows with a "snap", which made his forehead hair dyed as fine Frost: "Brother!"
Yan Zhengming's eyes suddenly softened, his hands loosened, and he looked up with a bit of confusion: "... What's wrong, Xiao Qian?"
Cheng Qian didn't answer. He listened to the sound of thunder from outside, and then let his heart down slightly, frowning: "I still want to ask you what's wrong, what should we do to raise the realm? We almost attracted Xiaotianjie ... What kind of demon? "
This remark immediately reminded Yan Zhengming of the unstoppable throbbing just before him. He inexplicably felt guilty, his eyes moved away from Cheng Qian's sight, and he used an excuse to say: "Hey ... I just met a section in the head seal. Memory may be affected a little. "
Cheng Qian listened carefully to his description and said with certainty: "The person you saw should be Bei Mingjun, is the ancestor-is it the old man Gu Guzhu said?"
This answer was not unexpected. When Yan Zhengming was in the seal of the head, he estimated that the strange man was either the ancestor or the true body of the master. At this time, the listener was absent-minded, and his heart was full of strange emotions.
Seeing that his face was not good, Cheng Qian stopped talking and said, "I think you should take a break?"
Yan Zhengming himself was uncomfortable. After hearing this, he immediately rose up and said, "Well, I'll go back to sleep."
Cheng Qian wondered, "Don't you come here to cool off? Sleep well here, I won't grab a bed with you."
"No ... heh, don't need it," Yan Zhengming's voice was a bit dry, and he arbitrarily said for a reason. "You ... your pillow is too hard here, I can't lie down and go."
After speaking, he did not look at Cheng Qian and ran quickly.
Cheng Qian raised his hand to call up the pillow, and stretched out his hands, only to feel that the head brother was becoming more and more unreasonable-would he sleep in a cotton ball?
At this moment, a small bird with a big slap broke in like a gunfire, and dived into one's arms, the crisp female voice came out from the bird's mouth: "Oh, big ... hey? Three brothers, big Brother gave you this yard? "
It is actually a puddle.
Before Cheng Qian had time to answer, he saw the bird leaping up and jumping three times in the same place with hair on Cheng Qian's arm, shouting: "I'm so mad! I'm so mad! I can't go back It's up! "
Cheng Qian hasn't touched a woman very much, and she is always uncomfortable in the face of a young girl who suddenly grows up, but she is much easier to become a bird at this time and asks: "What?"
"I ran into a on the road, my aunt Grandma was beautiful, and she actually set a trap to catch me! I even bitten and tossed and tossed for a night before breaking the broken net and running out. I didn't know what the trick was Now I can't go back! "The puddle jumped twice with anger," I want to burn that bastard! "
Cheng Qian raised her palm to hold her little bird's head, felt a hand of fluff, and asked, "Who?"
The puddle grieved him with a grievance: "I don't know."
"I'll take you to Brother No. 2 to see what he can do," Cheng Qian said, standing up. "I heard that there are constant wars outside. I still don't want to go out alone."
The puddle bowed his head timidly: "When will I be a great monster?"
This sounded very familiar, Cheng Qian remembered that when he was a child, he was always upset at night, thinking about when he could become a power to call the clouds.
He couldn't help smiling, and just wanted to comfort the little sister.
Then they heard the puddle complaining very unhappy: "As soon as I became a bird, someone always thought of me. Why didn't there even a Deng apprentice who came to play in the human form? Are these people blind I'm so angry! "
Cheng Qian: "..."
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