Legend of Monsters: The Prince Saw a Ghost Alive

Chapter 334

In desperation, the two had no choice but to find a roof to take shelter from the heavy rain.

Pedestrians on the street quickly searched for shelter from the rain.

The rain is mixed with a cool autumn.

Qing Chi stayed in Beijing for two days.There are things to do in the past two days, and after finishing the work today, I plan to leave Beijing long before the weather.

She bought a horse on the way, and a Taoist priest led the horse and walked on the street with nothing in his sleeves and without a bag.

The wind was strong today, lifting her Taoist robe and long hair on her shoulders.

But it didn't take long before the heavy rain poured down.Qingchi had no choice but to look around for a place to shelter from the rain.

Pedestrians hurried past, all rushing towards the door.Qing Chi was on a long journey, and it was impossible to turn around and return to the inn, so he found a nearby roof and ran quickly.

Under the eaves, two people were sheltering from the rain.Presumably, it wouldn't be too crowded if she had one more person and one more horse.

The rain curtain blurred her vision, if she had seen clearly the appearance of the person hiding from the rain under the eaves, she probably wouldn't have run towards this side.

Qingchi stood still under the eaves, and the sound of rain falling on the blue tiles made a noisy sound.The rain curtain seems to isolate the corner of the eaves from the outside world, making the eaves extremely quiet.

Qingchi stroked his Taoist robe, and was able to wring out water from the corner of the robe.She reached out to stroke the horse's mane again. This newly bought horse was about to accompany her on a trip, so naturally she wanted to be more precious.

At this time, a voice sounded from the side: "Miss Qingchi, what a coincidence."

Qing Chi paused, and looked sideways.

Bei Jiuyuan and Ji Yao were standing there as a perfect match, they came earlier than her, and there were few traces of getting wet on their bodies.

Ji Yao smiled kindly at her.

Compared with the two of them, Qingchi was in a mess, like a drowned rat.

She said lightly: "What a coincidence."

Bei Jiuyuan kept looking at the heavy rain outside the eaves, and never glanced at her.

Ji Yao held out a handkerchief towards her.Qingchi said: "No need, poor people are not delicate people."

Ji Yao asked: "Are you going to travel?"

"Yes."

"Where are you going?"

"There is no end."

Bei Jiuyuan's eyes trembled, and he finally took his gaze back and landed on Qingchi.

Those pupils were deep, Qing Chi lowered his head to caress his Taoist robe, but didn't see it.

Ji Yao asked again: "When are you coming back?"

On Qing Chi's half-down face, the corners of his lips can be vaguely seen as hooks.She said: "There is no return date."

She squinted her eyes and looked up at the non-stop heavy rain, her eyes lingered on Ji Yao, and finally she only looked at Bei Jiuyuan for a brief moment, and said: "I wish you happiness. Farewell."

Ji Yao originally wanted to persuade her to wait for the rain to calm down before leaving.In other words, even if she didn't wait for her to leave, Bei Jiuyuan would leave with Ji Yao first in order to let her hide from the rain with peace of mind.

But Qingchi will no longer look at his back foolishly.

She will only leave Bei Jiuyuan with a back.Even though it was raining heavily outside, she kept her back straight.

He lifted his foot and took a step, and was drenched in an instant.Qingchi didn't look back, and led the horse forward step by step.

Until her back became more and more blurred, only a small white spot appeared in the rain.

Bei Jiuyuan supported the pillar, trembling a little, staring at the white spot unwillingly until she disappeared.

This may be the last time we meet.From now on, there will be no future.

There is an abyss under his feet, but she is different. In front of her is the sea and the sky.What greeted her was the most splendid beauty in the world, as well as her most beautiful years.

"Qingchi, goodbye."

Qingchi didn't know when the rain stopped, and she didn't know how she got out of the gate of the capital.

After leaving the city gate and standing in the suburbs, facing the cold wind, she shivered from the cold.

His hair and Taoist robe were wet and stuck to his body, and his face was blue with cold.Water drops hung on his face, making his eyes as black as ink.

She held the reins of the horse, crossed her arms, and watched with trepidation as the rain broke through and the clouds fell, and every inch of sunlight pierced through the clouds, and the rays of light fell down.

When it snows in winter, she is still walking in the south of the Yangtze River.

The air in Jiangnan in winter is humid and cold.

Others are wearing padded jackets, but she is still wearing the thin Taoist robe.

Along the way, she played her duties as a Taoist priest, and when she met some little monsters and monsters, she let the innocent ones go, and she cut the bad ones under the sword.

Flying snow fell between her eyebrows and eyes, and the simple gray Daoist shadow walked in the vast white world, looking extraordinarily cold.

Her complexion is as crystal clear as snow, she is like a fairy in the snow.

Her bones are no longer dry, and she is very afraid of the cold.In such weather, my hands and feet were so cold that I lost consciousness.

In fact, it gradually stopped feeling cold.Because she has long forgotten what it feels like to be warm.

Without warmth, there can be no cold.

A young man from a rich family in the south of the Yangtze River invited Qingchi to his house to do tricks, but he fell in love with her, and secretly used some tricks to keep her.

That son was a playboy, secretly drugged Qingchi's meals.

In the end, before he could succeed, the young master was so frightened that the shit went out of his way.It is said that when Qing Chi left, the son's house was still haunted by ghosts.

In broad daylight, the son-in-law wailed at home: "Ghost! There is a ghost! There really is a ghost in red, you believe me!"

As the Chinese New Year approaches, every household is very peaceful.

The snow fell on the eaves, and a thick layer of frost was applied.

Qingchi walked past the blue corner, stopped and said: "Lou Huayue, come out."

She turned her head to look, and saw the man in red silhouetted slowly in the snow.He stepped on the snow silently, and every step he took, he didn't even leave a footprint behind him.

"When do you want to stay with me?" Qing Chi asked.

Lou Huayue stood at a distance, said: "You are a girl, it's too dangerous to come out alone. If it weren't for me, then the damn mortal would have taken advantage of you."

Qing Chi laughed and said: "If it wasn't for you, I would have made him inhumane. Aren't you keeping yourself healthy, why are you running around, and Wang Chuan didn't bother you?"

Lou Huayue looked depressed: "It's because he is too lenient."

Qingchi turned his head and walked forward, said lightly: "You should be glad that there are people around you who care so much about you."

Then Lou Huayue rushed to Qing Chi's side like a gust of wind.He held Qing Chi's hand, led her to run in the snow, and said, "Come with me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Take you to meet someone, you should be very happy."

Qingchi didn't know who he knew in this place.Later, Lou Huayue took her to stop in an empty alley.

In the alley, several children were playing Cuju.

There was a shivering little figure squatting in the corner, and those children threw the ball at him and shouted: "Little beggar, no parents, two or three years old, crawling on the ground..."

Qing Chi threw a snowball over, breaking up the group of children.

She used to squat in front of the child, brushed the snow stains on his body, brushed his hair away, and was stunned when she saw the pitiful and soft appearance.

(End of this chapter)