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Other small stalls on the street were shouting loudly, but the old woman remained motionless like a monk in meditation.

Ye Jiu walked over, and the old woman just raised her eyes and looked at her slowly, then closed her eyes again.

Ye Jiu didn't care about the old woman's attitude, she squatted down and carefully looked at the items in front of her.

Suddenly her eyes were attracted by a ring.

The silver ring inlaid with dark red gemstones, carved with exquisite patterns, shone brightly under the sunlight, and Ye Jiu felt a dark red light from the ring.

For some reason, she somehow felt that this ring looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

"How much is this ring?" Ye Jiu picked up the ring.

The old woman slowly opened her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Ten copper coins."

Ye Jiu paid the money, clutched the ring in her hand, and frowned.

It feels so strange.

After Ye Jiu left, the old woman stood up, turned around and left regardless of the pile of things on the ground.

Walking into a dark empty room, she suddenly touched her face with her hand, tearing off a layer of skin.

Shan Qingyun touched the human skin mask and sighed: "Maybe you will blame me..."

"Feel sorry……"

Ye Jiu held the ring in her hand, and she tried to put it on.

Exactly!

She pursed her lips tightly, clutching the ring-wearing hand with one hand.

Why does it feel like something bad is going to happen.

When he came back to his senses, cold sweat broke out from the palms of his hands, and his fingers felt slightly cold.

Back at the inn, Ye Jiu didn't understand the secret of this ring, but her first feeling was that this ring was not simple.

At night, Ye Jiu couldn't fall asleep, so she went to the river.

The river is buzzing.

Under the bright moonlight, the shadows of the willow trees are like smoke.People with lanterns come and go on the painted bridge, stopping on the bridge to enjoy the scenery.

The boats on the river squeezed the water so hard that it couldn't get through. The wind-shielding curtains and emerald green tents were lit with lights inside, and a few figures could be vaguely seen.

Smoked willows draw bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, candles are brightly lit, and hundreds of boats compete for the flow.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and when I looked up, I saw the sound of gongs and drums on a high platform.

The river fell silent for a moment.

From a circular booth in the river, a man with a better face stepped out.

Using internal force to raise the volume: "Now the conference officially begins."

At first Ye Jiu didn't understand what this was for, but she heard the conversation of the people next to her.

"I don't know who the final winner of this Canglan Conference will be."

"The No.1 of the Canglan Conference will have generous rewards, which are considered generous here, let alone going outside."

Listening to their conversation, Ye Jiu understood.

The Canglan Conference is an elegant competition, which is divided into three rounds.

The four subjects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the first round, and the next step is to follow the note handed by the person in charge to find clues.

The first two rounds of competition were all about strength, and the last round was all about luck.

In the most gorgeous building in Sun Moon Valley, there lives an old man of Tianji. If anyone has the ability to meet with old man Tianji and ask him to answer a question, he will be No. 1.

It is said that this old man Tianji knows everything and is good at fortune-telling, but his temper is extremely weird.

The people who asked her to answer the questions were all the people she felt she had eyes for.

See old man Tianji, everything depends on fate.

It is possible that she met a rich man, or a beggar on the street.

(End of this chapter)

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