This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    Xue Wei wanted to run again after speaking, Feng Ci hurriedly drank: "Come back!"

    And Pei Qianyue didn't do anything, just chat casually, Xue Wei's overreaction made it seem like they really did something.

    The boy didn't dare to move.

    Standing at the door of the room, head turned to one side, and glanced into the room from time to time.

    As if thinking but not daring.

    Wind Ci was too lazy to deal with it, and pushed Pei Qianyue: "Go away."

    Pei Qianyue stopped here and couldn't even get on the couch.

    But Pei Qianyue didn't move and said calmly, "...You pressed my hair."

     Fengci said "oh" and moved her body to the side, but she felt her hair being pulled slightly.

     Bowing his head, the two men's blue silk was entangled on the couch, and I don't know when they became entangled.

    ...I accidentally grabbed myself while playing with Pei Qianyue's hair.

    "Wait, don't move." Feng Ci stretched out his hand to explain.

    Pei Qianyue's hair was soft and smooth, a little cool, Feng Ji gently passed it with her fingers, and unraveled the tangled ends little by little.

    If you were an ordinary person, your hair would be wrapped around and cut, but even the hair on a cultivator contains spiritual power. For a demon like You Pei Qianyue who has practiced for three thousand years, the hair is even more precious.

    Feng Ci's movements were meticulous and slow, and Pei Qianyue didn't urge him, just sat quietly by the couch and waited.

    The only torment was Xue Wei who was waiting at the door.

    And the master of the Xue family who is still waiting in the hospital and wants to wait for Xue Wei to get the permission of Xianzun.

      Later, it was Pei Qianyue who promised Xue Wei to help him find a way to return to the original world, but in that time, he had to play Xue Wei and continue to live in this world to appease people.

    Master Xue learned that the savior was coming as soon as he returned to the house, and he didn't even have time to drink tea, so he hurriedly dragged Xue Wei over to meet Xianzun.

    But now...what's the situation?

    Master Xue stood in the yard, waved at Xue Wei from a distance, and asked in a low voice, "Little bunny, what are you doing?"

    "Do you eat dog food?" Xue Wei sighed, "Do you want to be with us?"

    "Nonsense!" Master Xue was so angry that he walked up quickly and slapped Xue Wei behind the head, "Where is the dog from our family?"

    When I walked over, I saw the two people in the room.

    Master Xue's expression was stagnant, his head suddenly turned to the side, and his face flushed instantly.

    In the silence, there is Xue Wei angrily: "There are two now."

    ***

    Master Xue really deserves to be a good person, and in a blink of an eye, the embarrassment just now was forgotten.

    I walked up happily and greeted the two of them politely.

    Pei Qianyue has a cold temper and doesn't like to talk much in human face. Fortunately, Mr. Xue has been in business for many years, and he is still quite talkative, and he has the wind and remarks to chat with him from time to time, which makes the scene less stalemate.

    "I don't know why Xianzun came to Gusu this time?" Master Xue asked.

    Feng Cidai replied: "Master and I just happened to pass by this place, we had nothing to do, just strolled around."

    "So that's the case." Master Xue nodded, and said, "The two of you can be considered a coincidence. It's just a few days in the city to go to the market, are you two interested in going?"

    When I was in the city in the morning, I did meet a lot of people who came to the market.

    But Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue are not ordinary people, and ordinary folk things can't be bought and used, so I didn't plan to join in the fun.

    Master Xue seemed to be thinking about something, and shook his head: "Gusu's market is not an ordinary market."

    In today's Central Plains, the practice of self-cultivation is prevalent, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, where there are countless schools of self-cultivation. As there are more sects of self-cultivation, there will naturally be more practitioners of self-cultivation.

    Therefore, in these cities in the south of the Yangtze River, from time to time there are cultivators who come and go, selling a magic weapon in the market.

    Development Today, there are even more people who sell and buy magical instruments in the market than people who trade in folk goods. Even ordinary people like the Xue family who have no cultivation base go to the market to find some magical tools that can be activated by spirit stones.

    There are more needs, so the government simply opened a formal market, which is separated from the ordinary private market to facilitate the people to trade.

    The local people also gave this kind of market an elegant name, called Wanhai Market.

    "I heard that many cultivators have recently dispatched scattered disciples, and the disbanded sects must come to the Wanhai Market to sell magic weapons and secrets, and maybe they can buy a lot of good things at low prices." Mr. Xue hehe One, "You two really don't plan to go?"

     Hearing this, Feng Ci became a little interested.

    I have seen similar markets before, but most of them are black markets, reselling things that are not on the table, eight fakes are mixed in ten, there are rare items, but very few.

    I have never visited such a formal market opened by the people.

    What's more, for a cultivator, no matter what level of his cultivation realm, he will never be able to resist the magic weapon.

     Feng Ci thought so, and subconsciously touched the root of her finger.

    As soon as his finger became hot, Pei Qianyue turned his head and asked, "Do you want to go?"

    Feng Ci quickly let go: "…"

    This person has a bad habit of rubbing his hands around when he is thinking about things or when he is idle. For example, when playing with Pei Qianyue's hair just now, they tangled their hair together, and now, I really don't want to be called Pei Qianyue.

    But the latter seemed to be wrong and nodded: "Just take you there, no need to act like a spoiled child."

    Words: "…"

    …I really didn’t act like a baby.

    Xue Wei, who was forced to accompany and was forced to eat dog food, turned her head silently, and even raised one hand to cover her face.

    Master Xue asked unhappily, "What happened to you?"

    Xue Wei: "Toothache."

    "Yes, let you eat candy every day." Master Xue gave a lesson, and when he turned to face Pei Qianyue and Fengci, his tone became kinder, "There are still important things in the next few days. , I can't walk away, I can let this incompetent kid from my family accompany the two Immortal Venerables, and I hope you two don't blame me."

    “…”

    Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but heard Xue Wei speak: "Father, what a hindrance for me to go—"

    "..." Xue Wei was helpless, "Okay, I'll go."

    After he finished speaking, he turned his head to Fengci again, put his hands together and made a very apologetic expression.

    Words: "…"

    It always feels like something is wrong.

    ***

    Master Xue accompanies them to chat a few more times, and then takes Xue Wei away.

    Wanhai Market will not officially start until dusk in two days. Pei Qianyue and Fengci decided to stay in the city for a few days to experience the style of Jiangnan.

    But at the same time, Pei Qianyue still needs to send a letter back to the realm of cultivation.

    The news of Hanshan Temple and the plan to make the list of sects public, use flying kites to spread to Qingjingzong, and instruct Wen Huaiyu to do it.

    But I still have some concerns about this style: "Is it really worth trusting?"

    First of all, I suspect that there may be a spy of the murderer in the six doors.

    "It's just an announcement, even if it's a spy, it won't hurt to tell the murderer."

    But I can tell from the wind that I don't want to worry about it myself, so I made up a reason.

    The boss is very frank.

    Wen Huaiyu was very thoughtful, she quickly understood their intention, and sent a letter back to express her arrangement.

    But Feng Ci didn't care about this. When the first news spread, he was staying in the room and taking a nap.

    It was getting dark when I woke up.

    The golden sun at dusk shone through the window into the house, Feng Ci turned over, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the man sitting at the head of the bed.

    I didn't move, didn't speak, just sat quietly.

    It was the same last time in Linsendai.

    Perceiving Feng Ci woke up, Pei Qianyue: "Is the master sleeping well?"

    The voice was lazily and hoarse just after waking up, and it sounded very soft.

    Pei Qianyue bent over to help him up, his voice also soft: "Well, I'm afraid the master will run away."

    "What's the use of guarding." Feng Ci yawned and didn't care, "If I want to run, you can't catch me."

    Pei Qianyue's hand holding Fengci's arm tightened suddenly.

    Feng Ci raised her eyelids and saw Pei Qianyue's tense expression.

    There was a moment of silence in the house.

    After a while, Pei Qianyue let go of his hand and calmly changed the topic: "Xue Wei brought the clothes over, master, please pick."

    They are still wearing the uniforms of the sect of self-cultivation, You Fengci's Langfeng City disciple uniform, with the unique coat of arms of Langfeng City, which is very conspicuous when walking on the road. It's okay to be conspicuous, but the characteristics of the people around him are also obvious.

    It was fine for a few days, but there must be many disciples in the Wanhai Market, and it would be inconvenient to be recognized by others. So Pei Qianyue specially instructed Xue Wei to prepare several sets of folk costumes.

    Feng Ci picked a white coat from there.

    The Xue family made the fabrics, and the clothes they sent were naturally top-quality. A plain and elegant white coat was rolled with gold borders, and the neckline was drawn with dark lines, flowing in the sun.

    Feng Ci was in the mirror, and I was really dissatisfied.

    In 3000 years, the most common wear is white clothes, that is because Nian Shimen wear white clothes as their disciple clothes, and they wear it with a dignified temperament. But now that this body has been changed, it looks noble and cute when dressed, like a young master who sneaks out of a rich family to have fun.

    …I really don’t want to admit it’s me.

    Feng Ci continued to pick in the pile of clothes, and wanted to change another, when Pei Qianyue suddenly called.

    "Master okay?"

    Fengci turned her head and Pei Qianyue walked around the screen.

    This man had already changed his clothes when Fengci took a nap, but it was very convenient. He replaced the black fairy robe with an ordinary black brocade robe, and he still had black feet from scratch. Note that I don't even know how to change clothes.

    Pei Qianyue didn't care about this, approached and asked, "What is the master wearing?"

    The wind speech paused: "White clothes."

    Pei Qianyue whispered: "It must be good."

    Fashion speech.

    I thought about it and put the clothes I was picking back: "I also think it's not bad, that's it."

    ***

    Wait for you to walk slowly to the market in the west of the city, lanterns have been hung on both sides of the road. Bright red lanterns are lit from the street all the way to the end of the street. People come and go on the long street. The small river that runs through the city reflects the lights and pedestrians on the road, full of fireworks.

    "This piece is for ordinary people to stroll around, and most of them sell folk gadgets, snacks and so on." After crossing this street and crossing the stone bridge, it is the real Wanhai Market."

    When he said this, Xue Wei was always not far from Fengci and Pei Qianyue, as if he was afraid of disturbing them.

    But even so, Pei Qianyue was not satisfied.

    Called: "Xue Wei."

    Xue Wei: "Yes!"

    Pei Qianyue said in a low voice: "Wait at the gate of Xue's house in two hours, your father won't find it. Now, get out."

    Xue Wei couldn't ask for it, so he was busy: "Yes, let's go."

    After speaking, I am in a hurry.

    The wind speech was silent: "If I remember correctly, Zhi still wants to come with us."

    How come you can't avoid them after getting along for a few days?

    The words are serious: "You must be too scary, you must reflect on it."

    Pei Qianyue actually returned: "Okay."

    The two continued to walk.

    The long street is divided into two by a stone bridge, the closer you get to the stone bridge, the more people there will be. When people are crowded, no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is useless, and Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue are quickly squeezed to the ground.

    Feng Ci found a gap in the crowd and pulled Pei Qian across the road.

     "There are too many people." Feng Ci had lingering fears.

    We stopped by the side of the road and there happened to be a woman selling garlands. Hearing that, he spoke in a soft Wu dialect: "Today is the first day of Wanhai Market, can you not crowd?"

    The market in Gusu City lasted for several days. In order to avoid crowding, the government opened the private market and Wanhai Market at different peaks. The folk market has already opened in two days, but the Wanhai market is still the first day.

    Fengci wanted to crowd on the first day, but didn't want to be so crowded.

    Feng Ci sighed: "If I knew it earlier, it would be better to sleep at home."

    "Little son, listen to your accent, is it from the ground?" The woman picked out two garlands from the stall in front of her and handed them a message, "This is for you, play in Suzhou Have fun."

    Feng Ci was about to wave her hand to refuse, but she heard the woman's enthusiasm, "There are so many people in the market today, be careful to hold your lover."

    Words: "…"

    Pei Qianyue's eyes were also covered with black silk, and others didn't know their identity, so they naturally thought they were blind and couldn't see anything.

     Fengci didn't explain it, just shook her head: "We are not..."

    Before he finished speaking, a hand stretched out from the side, and took the wreath in the woman's hand without error.

    Pei Qianyue said "Thank you", shoved the wreath into Feng Ci's arms, and slid his right hand down Feng Ci's arm, gently pulling Feng Ci's hand.

    Pei Qianyue: "Did you hear me, you have to hold me."