divination

"It turns out that Shen Suanzi is such a person. If he is not proficient in hexagrams, it is really difficult to see his clues!" Ding Yi sighed inwardly. Walking forward, after a while, a quaint wooden house appeared in the distance. Beside the wooden house, there are rows of green bamboos standing gracefully. The green bamboos are swaying with the wind like a girl's slender figure, dancing beautifully and charmingly.

At this time, Ding Yi pulled the door knocker which was shiny and shiny due to years of use, creaked, and opened the red lacquered wooden door, then stepped over the threshold, sat by the simple and plain coffee table, skillfully grabbed the bronze teapot and poured it into the dark red teacup After pouring tea, the sound of beeping water turned from crisp to muffled.

When the tea was about to reach the edge of the teacup, he put down the teapot as if he could see it. At the same time, he took a sip lightly with a calm expression, and put down the teacup again. To the side, the face with closed eyes was facing the rustling green bamboo, recalling a certain situation thoughtfully.

"Alas, the bamboo whistling in the wind makes my heart feel lonely and comfortable. No one can explain the reason, but the bamboo in the painting!" Ding Yi sighed silently, turned to lean on the sandalwood desk, leaned the dead wood crutch to the edge of the table, and pulled it over with his hand A piece of imperial tribute rice paper with a quality like egg membrane, firm and clean as jade, thin and smooth, was skillfully spread out to both sides, grabbed the ashlar to press the corners, slowly rolled up the cuffs, and stretched out the hand to the crane-patterned pen holder on the side.

"Young master, your pen..." At some point, Long Er quietly came to the desk, bent over and handed over a Feimeng Xiaolang Xuanhao brush with quick eyes and quick hands, and then lowered his head and concentrated on sharpening it. Mo Lai.

"Long'er? When will you come back? How is Zhongyonghou's business going?" Ding Yi held the brush in his right hand and stood in mid-air with his right hand on his waist.

"Back to the young master, I chased from the side of the street, and when I was about to stop the killer, they jumped from all the entrances like a flood, so I chose the nearest one to chase after me, and was finally caught by me in the mountains more than ten miles away. Captured. When I wanted to ask for details, the other party suddenly bit the poison between his teeth, foamed at the mouth and died. After thinking about it, I rushed to the Tang Mansion for rescue, but there was no trace of the killer. After waiting for a long time, it was still the same. I It must be that the killer saw me chasing him, changed the time of the assassination, and came back first!" Long Er said while rubbing his ink.

"Hmm! That must be the case! But the killer has not been eliminated, and the danger of Zhongyonghou still exists. You need to go and wait for him tomorrow!" Ding Yi said, shaking the brush lightly.

"En!" Long Er agreed.

After a while, Ding Yi picked up the brush and dipped a few drops of ink like a dragonfly in water, then raised his head and pondered for a long time before bending over and swiping, slickly and smoothly scribing wonderful arcs, without moving his arms a bit position, but the wrist is flying as fast as a rotor, and a series of afterimages of brushes stay directly above the rice paper. Only from these shadows, one can feel that this painting must be extraordinary.

If you look carefully, you will feel that Ding Yi's eardrums are beating to the rustling sound of the whirling green bamboo outside, and his expression is immersed in it like a fascination. A woman's figure gradually emerges in his heart. She is free and easy, like a fairy descending to earth , the bright moonlight falling from the sky suddenly lost all its luster like a fish seeing Zhaojun and sinking into the bottom of the water with shame.She stood quietly by the edge of the bamboo forest, staring silently at the bamboo leaves, bamboo joints, and bamboo patterns, with such a contented expression that people could see that not only did she not have the slightest thought of infringing, but she would kneel down and worship unconsciously.

The movements of Ding Yi's wrist following his thoughts made the original picture more refreshing and intoxicating.For a long while, the brush froze in the air, and Ding Yi quietly 'stared' at the rice paper, which turned out to be as white as snow. However, suddenly, an extremely beautiful bamboo shadow that could not be viewed with the eyes but could be felt with the heart appeared on the painting. middle.

At this time, looking carefully at the brush, I saw a mysterious breath along the fingertips into the ink droplets that were about to drop, and the ink droplets flickered and condensed but did not fall.

Ding Yi's left hand stroked the top of the rice paper, a mysterious aura floated in the palm of his hand, a mysterious energy flowed into the center of the ink droplet, like a silkworm swallowing silk, it shot out a fine line of ink that was as thin as a gossamer, following the trajectory of the brush just now Infiltrate rice paper.

Gradually, the buds sprouting out of the ground like the spring of the earth continue to stretch out and grow, the rhizomes, bamboo joints, bamboo leaves, bamboo patterns... until they become graceful green bamboos. It seems to be able to see the looming yin and yang hexagrams, and feel the vitality in them.

After painting, it was already night. "Young master, this bamboo is full of aura, like a fairy descending from the sky, like a dream, and has mysterious and mysterious secrets. It is much more advanced than the previous one..."

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Ding rolled the painting into a scroll, and walked towards the candlestick. The circle around the painting was slowly lit, and as the flame slowly climbed forward, the front was turned into sections of paper ashes.

"Over the years, the young master has always painted one picture and destroyed another one, but I don't know why?" Long Er followed Ding Yi for many years and was puzzled by the true meaning of this. Moaning silently.

"Master always said that a hexagram is a universe. This painting is like a hexagram, but it is ever-changing. It's just that I have been painting with hexagrams for so many years, but I always only get the shape, not the spirit. I really don't know when I can break through and solve the mystery of my life experience... Hey..." The painting has burned to the end, Ding Yi, who was in deep thought, gradually felt a burst of fire from his fingertips, and the Taoist felt the pain and shook his hands again and again.This abruptness disturbed my thoughts, and I saw the Taoist murmured: "The beauty is like a fire, which disturbs my heart, but this fire is not the soft candlelight of the past, it has already turned into ashes, and it is not human."

who!Long Er gave a soft shout, his short body flew up like an ape climbing a tree, his speed was like a ghost, a series of afterimages flashed behind him instantly, his eyes followed the black shadow hovering in the room like a torch.

Seeing Long Er chasing after him, the black shadow quickly rolled up his vitality and flew, Long Er rushed back like a rocket, and the two chased each other to compete in circles.

After going around a dozen times in a row, seeing that the black shadow was about to be overtaken, he suddenly circled around the beams of the roof and rushed down. The overlapping sword energy pierced the dazzling light, and in a short while gathered into a sharp sword Shaped like a falling meteor, it hit Ding Yi's Tianling Gai directly.At this moment, Long Er's figure had disappeared in midair.

Ding Yi heard the sound of Long'er drawing his sword, he looked up at the shadow without fear, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, the Dragon Pattern Sword is about to drink blood again!"

Chi!Heiying didn't see any movement, let alone sense any changes in breath, but felt a cold on his neck, and immediately there was a sword mark as deep as the throat bone. The blood flowed like an underground fountain, and his eyes dared not Believingly, he looked at Long'er, who was standing quietly beside Ding Yi with a steady breath. Half a second later, his body hit the ground with a bang.

"Young master, it's a killer, but it's not like the one sent by Dugu City!" Long Er quickly searched for the dying shadow, but after a while, he found nothing, and couldn't help but look at Ding Yi with a deep frown.

"In the past two years, I haven't met anyone from Dugu City, which proves that he has already determined that we are dead. The man in black in front of him must have been sent by someone else, but he just doesn't know why! It's a pity that today's trigrams are over, and we have to wait until tomorrow The divination question is solved!" Ding Yi's expression was quite serious, but it disappeared in an instant.

"En! When I go to the Tang Mansion tomorrow, I will stop by to inquire about the news!" After finishing speaking, Long Er started to dispose of the corpse.At that time, he was sitting in front of the table in the fairy room, meditating on the strange hexagram he had seen today, when suddenly a warning sign appeared on his back, his figure retreated backwards with lightning, his hands turned upwards, and vitality surged up from the pubic region , In the blink of an eye, four beams of light were sprayed out, and he shouted sharply: "Who are you, why did you sneak attack me?"

"Gua Shangxian, although you are listed in the divine hexagrams, but you failed to solve the strange hexagrams, and now you have to die!" Black shadows flickered like wind in the beam of light, the cold light was cold, and the wafting breath shook the case. of fragmentation.

"I have interpreted thousands of hexagrams, but due to my limited skill in hexagrams, I have not been able to solve all of them. If, according to what you said, I will die because I cannot solve the hexagrams today, wouldn't it be enough for me to have ten more lives?" Feeling cold, he already felt that the opponent was quite strong, so he immediately asked each other in words, hoping to gain more time to gather energy to attack.

"I can't control the other hexagrams, but today's strange hexagram is like this. Except for the magic fortune teller, you and other gods who can't solve the hexagram will die!" Hei Ying said coldly.

"Why?" Gua Shangxian asked anxiously.

"Dead people don't need to know the reason! Chi!" After speaking, a sharp wind blade flashed in the space, turning into a half-moon shape like a knife cutting tofu, easily breaking the beam of light, and then breaking into Gua Shangxian.

Russian!Gua Shangxian let out a muffled groan, and the breath from his whole body dissipated like a cloud, his body collapsed to the ground as soft as a cotton flower, and the black shadow flew away quickly.At this moment, Taoist Xuanji, Xu Banxian and other divinities were lying on their beds, sleeping or thinking, when suddenly a cold light flashed in the room, they had no time to react, their breaths could only come in and out.

The next day, Long Er went out to inquire about the news, and after a while he looked hurried, and said as soon as he entered the room: "Master, something has happened!" A major event happened in the city, all the gods who went to Dongfanghai Pavilion yesterday, such as Taoist Xuanji, Xu Banxian, Gua Shangxian, etc., all died mysteriously, and now only the young master and the god operator are left!"

Ding Yi Gujing's face suddenly changed, and half a second later, he quickly returned to his original state. He got off the bed thoughtfully, put on his shoes and walked to the desk beside him, and poured a cup of tea as if nothing happened. Take a sip.

Seeing Ding Yi sipping tea unhurriedly, Long Er dared not ask further questions even though his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "It's really good tea!" Ding Yi sighed softly.After a while, Ding Yi's expression tightened, his cuffs trembled slightly, and with a jingle, six copper coins slid into his palm, his five fingers twirled softly as if they were twisting around his fingers, his surrounding air moved leisurely and steeply, and the faint and invisible hexagram breath was like water waves It surges slowly, gathers according to the mysterious trajectory of heaven and earth, and is brought into the gap between the fingers.The hexagrams began to act.