"Your Highness Qi Ying? Your Highness? Are you listening? "
Xie Lian waved his hand in front of Quan Yizhen. Quan Yizhen seemed to be lost in thought.
Only then did he return to his senses.
"Oh."
It seemed like he wasn't listening. Xie Lian couldn't say anything and said, "Then our top priority right now is to find this embroidered robe? Its original form is … … "
Quan Yizhen continued, "A sleeveless and headless piece of clothing that looks like a sack of blood."
Xie Lian smiled and said, "Don't you know? I thought you hadn't seen the scroll before. However, because this piece of clothing is a demonic item, it's extremely magical.
It's ever-changing. There are millions of clothes in the world,
To find such a piece of clothing,
Is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. "
Quan Yizhen said, "Oh. Then what should we do? "
Xie Lian said, "The demons and ghosts that obtain this piece of clothing will usually turn into merchants.
They will ask people in densely populated areas if they want to buy it or trade it for the old. However, that was a matter from hundreds of years ago.
If someone did that now, it would be a bit strange.
However, their habits and way of thinking won't change so easily.
In short, let's go to the city first and pay attention to this information. "
This kind of thing,
Ghosts paid more attention than humans. The Ghost Realm's information network was better than the human world's.
In other words, directly asking Flower City
Would definitely save a lot of trouble. However, not long ago, Xie Lian told him not to meet for the time being.
It wouldn't look good if he immediately returned to ask for help. Moreover, the Embroidered Robe Fairy had just been stolen. The thief definitely wouldn't dare to use it to harm people so quickly. Quan Yizhen nodded.
He got up and followed him two steps. Xie Lian sensed that Lang Ying was also following and said, "You can stay here."
Lang Ying shook her head. Xie Lian hadn't said anything when he suddenly heard a thud behind him. He fell down again.
Xie Lian suddenly turned his head and said, "What happened to you?"
The purple aura on Quan Yizhen's face rose again. After holding it in for a while, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He turned over and knelt on the ground. With a "wa" sound, he vomited all over the ground.
"… …"
After he finished vomiting, Quan Yizhen turned over and faced the sky, puffing out soul smoke. Xie Lian said, "Qi Ying … … can you still walk?"
Quan Yizhen spread his limbs and said, "I think, I can't."
"…"
Xie Lian had no choice but to drag Quan Yizhen, who had lost his ability to fight, to the side and covered him with a blanket.
On the second day, Quan Yizhen's complexion became slightly better. In any case, Xie Lian didn't dare to let him eat carelessly. He borrowed some porridge from the Village Chief and brought it back for the two of them to eat. Quan Yizhen sat on Hua Cheng's usual seat. He didn't know why, but Lang Ying kept staring at him, as if she wasn't very friendly. Xie Lian placed the porridge in front of the two of them and inadvertently said, "San Lang …"
As soon as he finished speaking, both of them looked at him. Xie Lian's body stiffened. Only now did he realize what he had just blurted out. Coughing lightly, he said, "Everyone, continue."
While the two of them were eating porridge at the table, Xie Lian carried his axe and went out. As he chopped firewood, he recalled the clues provided by the scroll. "The Plain of Brocade Clothes Immortal was originally stationed in a Divine Martial Palace. The seal of the Divine Martial Palace was extremely strong. Furthermore, the palace was heavily guarded, and there were many skilled martial artists. I'm afraid it wouldn't have been able to escape on its own. Someone must have seized the opportunity to steal it during the chaos …"
In the past, when it was his turn to chop firewood in Hua Cheng, he didn't know why, but he always felt that his chopping wasn't as good as Hua Cheng's. Quan Yizhen miserably drank a few mouthfuls of thin porridge before falling asleep in Pu Qi Monastery. Lang Ying walked out as if she wanted to help, but Xie Lian said, "No need. San … … Lang Ying, in a moment, boil some water. Let's take a bath. "
He remembered that Lang Ying hadn't taken a bath in a long time. Ghosts indeed wouldn't have grease, sweat, or dirt, but after wandering around outside all day, they should have gotten quite a bit of dust. However, he couldn't say it directly, or else it would hurt her self-esteem. Lang Ying seemed to be startled and didn't reply. Xie Lian had already moved the firewood inside to boil the water. He said, "Yesterday, I went into town to sell junk and bought you two autumn clothes. After washing them, can you see if they fit?"
Lang Ying had just put on the new clothes. When she heard this, she didn't say anything else and turned around to leave. Xie Lian pulled her back and sincerely said, "Don't go! Bathing is a must. Don't worry, I won't remove the bandages on your face. "
Lang Ying still refused. She gloomily went out to chop the firewood and refused to come back in. Xie Lian was helpless. He could only pick up a pile of firewood, boil water, and take off his clothes. Ruo Xie rolled down from his chest. Lang Ying then carried a pile of firewood in. When she saw his bare upper body, her eyes immediately widened. Xie Lian used his hand to test the water temperature. When he felt it was just right, he had already put on his pants and sat down. Seeing him come in, he said, "Oh, you came at the right time. I'll have to trouble you to pass me the scroll under the bamboo hat hanging on the wall over there."
Not only did Lang Ying not come over, she even retreated outside the door. With a "pa" sound, she closed the door with the back of her hand. Xie Lian was baffled. After a while, Lang Ying seemed to remember something and suddenly kicked the door open. Xie Lian hurriedly said, "Don't kick this door! This door is … … "
However, Lang Ying didn't look at him and directly walked inside. She picked up Quan Yizhen, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, and dragged him outside. Quan Yizhen seemed to be in a deep sleep. Only the earth shaking and mountains shaking could wake him up. Just like that, he was dragged all the way without feeling anything. Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he said, "What are you doing? It's fine, you're not a girl. Come in. "
When Hua Cheng wasn't here, it wasn't like he hadn't bathed in Pu Qi Monastery before. After all, Pu Qi Monastery was really too small and the living conditions were difficult. It was already good enough to have a water tank to bathe in. There weren't any large bathing pools with screens that he could row a boat and slowly bathe in for fun. However, intentionally or unintentionally, Xie Lian had never done this in front of Hua Cheng. But because the person in front of him wasn't Hua Cheng and was someone else, he didn't feel anything at all.
"… …"
Lang Ying flipped Quan Yizhen over and used a pile of messy clothes to press on his head. Then, she lowered her head and handed him the scroll Xie Lian wanted. She then continued to sit in the corner. Xie Lian opened the scroll. While he frowned, he loosened his hair.
The hot air made his face slightly pink. His long hair and eyelashes became even darker and damper. After a while, he suddenly felt the thin silver chain on his chest. At the end of the chain was a diamond ring.
Xie Lian held the ring and slightly tightened his fingers. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a small flower in the corner of the altar.
He subconsciously picked up the flower and held it in front of his eyes. He kept feeling that his mind was blurry, just like the hot air in front of him. He needed a hand to wave it away and disperse the fog. Right at this moment, the sound of knocking suddenly came from outside the door.
This sound pulled him back from his thoughts. Xie Lian put the flower back and was about to ask who it was when he discovered that the knocking wasn't on the door of Pu Qi Monastery. Instead, it was on the door of the neighboring village chief's house.
Amidst the knocking, a sweet female voice said, "Is there anyone home? Old for new, old for new. I have a brand new robe here, but I don't need it anymore. I want to exchange it for an old robe that suits me. I wonder if the owner of the house is willing? Is there anyone home? "
She didn't even need to go out to find him. This thing actually came knocking on his door!
She knocked on every door and asked. However, not a single family came out to open the door for her. That was only natural. Normally, when Xie Lian wasn't collecting junk, he would give lectures in Pu Qi Village, telling all the uncles and aunties about the hundreds of little tricks to distinguish between demons and ghosts. Encountering this kind of uninvited guest in the middle of the night who was obviously not right, the villagers would simply ignore her. People nowadays weren't as gullible as they were in ancient times. That thing knocked in a circle, but no one paid any attention to her. Finally, she arrived at the door of Pu Qi Monastery. Xie Lian held his breath and waited with rapt attention. Who knew that before that thing knocked on the door, she could already sense that this wasn't a place she should be at. She cried out and the footsteps seemed to go further away. Xie Lian immediately said, "Wait! I want to change. "Immediately, he said to Lang Ying in a low voice," Quickly open the door. Don't be afraid, it's fine! "
Lang Ying wasn't afraid at all. She went forward and opened the door. There was a young girl standing outside the door. Her figure was graceful. Just looking at the lower half of her face, she was quite lovely and lovely. However, she wore a headscarf that covered the upper half of her face. It was as if she didn't have eyes, making people feel uncomfortable.
She glanced into the house, covered her mouth and laughed, "This Taoist priest, what kind of old clothes do you want to use to exchange for my new clothes?"
Xie Lian was still soaking in the water jar and hadn't come out, just to make it lower its guard. He smiled and said, "That depends on what your new clothes are like."
That young girl stretched out her hand and shook it lightly. A shiny brocade robe fell from the bundle. It was extremely gorgeous, but the style seemed to be a little old. Moreover, the whole body was emitting a strange demonic aura. Xie Lian praised, "Good clothes, good clothes. Lang Ying, give the clothes I brought back from town to this young lady. "