Jiaohua

Chapter 514 Too Coincidental (Part [-])
Xia Zhaoxue nodded, feeling somewhat regretful.

"Is she still awake?" the old man asked.

Old Sect Master Pei knew who he was referring to, and said, "The little girl is still sleeping."

"Eight hours," said the old man, "it's too long."

"She was in good spirits last night," Old Sovereign Pei smiled, "You are a lively little girl with bright eyes."

The old man made a "hmm" sound and said, "Let her sleep. After waking up, let her come and find me."

"Okay." Old Sovereign Pei nodded.

But after he went back, he waited and waited, but Xia Zhaoyi never woke up. Seeing her sleeping face, peaceful and peaceful, with a very good complexion, unlike a nightmare or a coma, Old Sovereign Pei took a book and laid it on the table just like last night. Stand by.

The old man was also waiting, his eyes calm, looking at the big screen facing the gate.

After returning from Longyuan, during this period of time, he has been in an uneasy mood, especially after finally thinking about what those pillars represent.

The "stars" in the sky are moving slowly, the astrology is complicated, and the horse is about to fill up, which is difficult to match.

He glanced at it, but there was no wave in his eyes, and he didn't think of hexagrams.

What is in my mind is the astrology on the night of June [-]th.

Six stars gather in the southern sky, and Zhongzhou is in trouble.

Two years ago, when his apprentice decided to go north, the horoscope of the previous night was the opposite.

The eight Jiang Chu stars that were supposed to meet on that day were scattered in all directions, and five of them gathered in Ziwei Yuan, eroding the Tianzhu, and all should be damaged.

Whether it's June [-]th, the night before the apprentice returned to the world, or two years ago, the night before the apprentice left Liling, the two astrological signs, one separated and the other scattered, are rare and serious disasters.

It was also because of the fierce astrology that night that his apprentice wore the Qingyun Crane Robe. He clearly did not believe in ghosts and gods, but he went to worship the sky and watch the stars drop coins.

Now, the pillars that the old man dug out one after another under it, except for the small-scale corresponding evil formations one after another, if all the small areas where the pillars stand are turned into a star, floating Yu Kong, then these directions correspond to the eight stars of Jiang Chu.

If it is said that this reflects the astrology of that night two years ago, it is not, because many corpses were buried two years ago, or even five years ago.

The previous occurrence of this astrology was recorded 130 years ago.

In the great ominous astrology, each set up an evil formation, which is extremely vicious and vicious.

Coincidentally, the corpse dug out from the most crucial pillar was almost the same as his disciple's current face.

This kind of coincidence is chilling.

The old man lowered his head and looked at the book in front of him.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and turned the book over, with the writing facing up.

He doesn't like to beat around the bush, and he doesn't have the patience to crack them one by one. The most straightforward and effective way is to take it directly and cover it.

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At noon the next day, Xia Zhaoyi finally woke up from his dream.

She had never slept for such a long sleep, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, but she didn't feel tired or heavy at all, and she didn't even have a dream.

Old Sect Master Pei had already gone to rest, and Zhang Wu sat in the room to settle the accounts. He was afraid of disturbing her, so he didn't dial the abacus, and the draft was very hard.

From time to time, disciples of the sect ran in, reported the money to Jiang Wu, and sent a note to the warehouse to collect the money.

Jiang Zhangwu is usually stingy and stingy, but now he gives generously, giving as much as he wants, and even asks if it is enough.

People were coming and going, and it was very lively. The frost and snow in front of the door had been trampled, and the soles of shoes were brought in. There was dirty water inside and outside the door, but fortunately, disciples would come over from time to time to clean it up in time.

A large screen was placed in front of Xia Zhaoyi's couch, which was purposely blocked, so Xia Zhaoyi woke up, and Jiang Zhangwu and the others didn't notice.

Xia Zhaoyi was a little hungry, but he was curious about what Jiang Zhangwu was doing, so he didn't make a sound.

After listening for a while, she understood that the money was temporarily borrowed from the Yuanhe Sect, and the person who borrowed the money was... Master.

"My master wants to buy so many things?" Xia Zhaoyi finally said, a little surprised.

When Jiang Zhangwu heard the voice, he immediately turned around: "Miss Ali, are you awake?"

At the same time, he urged the disciples beside him to bring water and soup for her.

"My master bought so many things, what are you doing?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

Although the old man is simple and poor, he is not poor at all.

Even if the old man is willing, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as rich and overwhelming.

He casually used a piece of jade to watch the stars, and if he took it to the market to find a jade of the same size, it might cost a thousand taels of gold.

Not to mention, the jade veins, gold mountains, and silver mines in the world are all waiting for him there, as long as he is willing to walk a little more, spend a little more brain, and work a little harder.

However, he looks down on it, has no interest, and more importantly, he doesn't want to destroy the balance of heaven and earth.

"Not only did I buy something," Jiang Zhangwu asked and answered three times, and said, "The elder also hired many migrant workers."

Xia Zhaoyi became more and more confused, and said, "Why?"

"It's all on the mountain," Jiang Zhangwu said, "We are gathering and distributing tools. The elder wants to dig through the Qianqiu hall."

Xia Zhaoyi: "..."

This, this handwriting, seems a bit too big.

The little disciple brought hot water, Xia Zhaoyi took it, thanked him, put it beside the bed, and then got up to get dressed.

I couldn't find the clothes, I don't know where I put them, but I found a robe, she put on the robe and came out, saying: "Where is my master, where is my master now?"

"The elder is making a picture," Jiang Zhangwu got up and said, "Miss Ali, you are not in good health, please wear more."

As he said that, he hurriedly asked the little disciple to bring clean clothes.

"Drawing?" Xia Zhaoyi paused and said, "I see, Master is drawing construction drawings?"

"That's right." Jiang Zhangwu said.

When the little disciple brought back the clothes, Xia Zhaoyi thanked him, went behind the screen to change, asked where the old man was, and ran to find him.

The old man was indeed drawing construction drawings. The structure of Qianqiu Hall is complex, not all places can be excavated, after all, it is a large karst cave, if something is accidentally dug, it is very likely to cause collapse.

And after digging out what should be dug, he has to fill it up.

It can be seen that there are generations of people working hard for hundreds of years here, and now, some people regard the below as their own territory.

But the old man was determined not to keep it.

In the long years of his life, he has never destroyed other people's things, and he has encountered even more sinister and evil things, and he is just a passing spectator.

Now not only smashed the pillars below, but also destroyed the entire long hall.

Xia Zhaoyi found the old man and looked at the detailed construction drawings drawn by the old man. She stood aside and only called "Master" without making a sound.

I don't understand why Master has to deal with this Qianqiu Palace, but it is really pleasing to watch Master draw.

What is used is not an ink pen, but a graphite pen made by Master. The lines are extremely thin, one horizontal and one vertical, and measured by a ruler.

After watching for a while, Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyes, looked around, and then walked out the door.

Just after stepping over the threshold, I heard the old man say: "Shen Lie went down the mountain and left the day before yesterday."

Xia Zhaoyi paused, then turned to look at him: "Shen Lie left?"

(End of this chapter)