Senior Brother Jianxian is Going to Have a Good Time Today

Probably seeing the confusion in Gu Yuan's eyes, Yin Yueyue said lightly, "Both Master and I like to be quiet and don't want to be disturbed."

Gu Yuan nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.

"Just sit in the yard for a while."

"Okay." Gu Yuan sat by the stone table in the yard. There were also flowers planted in Yin Yuechu's yard. These little white flowers did not look coquettish, pure and elegant, filled with a faint fragrance.

He squinted his eyes, leaned back in the chair and began to bask in the sun.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Yuan heard footsteps, he opened his eyes, Yin Yue Yue was standing in front of him, her eyes seemed to be looking at him seriously, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, just woke up after a nap, can you play chess?"

"Understood."

"Play the next game with me?" Yin Yuechu looked at him.

"Forget it, it's not interesting." Gu Yuan wanted to continue basking in the sun, but Yin Chuchu seemed to be a little stubborn and put the chessboard on the table, and Gu Yuan squinted at her.

"Just the next game." Yin Yue said seriously.

So Gu Yuan sat up helplessly, held the sunspot in his hand, and fought Yin Yuechu.

The speed of both of them is very fast, Yin Chuchu should be very good at this, at least Gu Yuan has never seen anyone who is more powerful than her, but no matter how powerful she is, there is always a limit.

Gu Yuan had drawn a skill book before.

After an incense stick of time, Yin Yuechu's eyes were fixed on the chessboard. She was unwilling to accept such a result anyway. She gritted her teeth and returned the chess pieces on the table to their original positions.

"One more plate!"

Gu Yuan raised his eyes, "Didn't you agree to play the next game?"

"I just woke up just now, and my head is still a little unconscious. Let's do it again."

Gu Yuan looked at her as if she would not give up unless she played a game with her, and sighed helplessly, "Why bother?"

He caught the sunspot again, and played the chess. This time, it took less than half a stick of incense, and Yin Yuechu was defeated again.

"Come again!"

"Oh."

Gu Yuan wasn't too impatient, so he simply played another game with her. This time, Yin Yue Yue still couldn't hold on for a stick of incense. Gu Yuan looked at her shocked expression and continued to lie lazily. Sitting on the chair, he simply continued to bask in the sun with his eyes squinted.

But Yin Yuechu's voice rang in his ears, "Do you understand the rhythm?"

"I don't know anything."

For some reason, Gu Yuan seemed to be relieved to see her.

After Yin Yuechu's eyes glanced at him suspiciously, a long flute appeared in her hand. She brought the long flute to her mouth and played a piece. Her singing skills should be much higher than Shu Yue's. Many, probably at the same level as Hua Chuyan.

It sounds hypnotic.

Gu Yuan's head was a little drowsy, and he wanted to sleep for a while, but Yin Yuechu saw that he didn't respond, so he muttered to himself, "Play the piano to the cow."

How can there be so much aggression between people?

Gu Yuan raised his hand slightly, pinched a leaf in the flower bush, brought the leaf to his mouth, and blew a tune. Yin Chuchu originally wanted to say something, but when he heard the melody he played, There was another long silence.

When Gu Yuan finished playing this piece, he threw the leaves away and caught a glimpse of Yin Yueyue's humiliated expression.

It was you who came to provoke me out of nowhere.

Gu Yuan looked into her eyes helplessly, Yin Yue raised his chest slightly, and looked straight into Gu Yuan's eyes, "What's so great about being able to blow leaves..."

She herself felt that after saying this, she seemed to be deceiving herself a little bit.

So Gu Yuan looked at her like a fool.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Gu Yuan was too lazy to argue with her.

"How old are you this year?" Yin Yuechu suddenly asked again.

"20 is old."

Yin Chuchu's pupils widened a bit, Gu Yuan couldn't understand why she was so startled all of a sudden, and didn't bother to ask Yin Chuchu's age, Yin Chuchu lowered his head slightly, with a gloomy and strange expression.

"Can you paint?"

"Uh..." Gu Yuan didn't know what to say anymore, he couldn't be bothered to play with Yin Yuechu like this anymore, so he answered directly, "I really can't do this."

Probably because of his pure eyes, Yin Yuechu seemed to be slightly relieved again.

Yin Yuechu's expression gradually returned to normal, probably now she also realized that her previous attitude seemed a little too subtle, so she had a smile on her face, "Do you believe in fortunetelling?"

"Nurtury?" Gu Yuan frowned slightly.

"Just... such as divination."

"Most people who believe in this are idiots." Gu Yuan replied lightly.

Yin Yue raised his brows lightly, "My master has always been very accurate in divination, so how do you explain it?"

"A fortune-telling is not a fortune-telling. She consumes the whole of Zhongzhou's luck to deduce, deduce the thread produced by the established facts that have happened, and what kind of results may be produced in the future."

"Let me give you an example. For example, there is a person who practices swords for two hours every three days. The so-called divination is to communicate with the world, and then to peek at the things that have happened, so She might figure out when that person will practice swords in the future."

"But what if that guy suddenly feels bad that day and doesn't want to practice?"

Yin Yue's eyes seemed to understand but not understand.

"If he was in a bad mood that day, his bad mood could be caused by someone else, or it could be because of his past experiences.

But as a fortune-teller, she has also seen everything about all living beings in this world, so maybe she will calculate that one day he will give up practicing swords because he is in a bad mood. "

"When you can glimpse all the things that have happened in the dark, those things that have happened will continue to follow the law of things. This is the so-called divination."

"It seems that no one can escape from this cage." Gu Yuan's tone did not appear to be dazed, but extremely firm.

"But even so, will knowing it make you happy? What would you think if I said you'd fall in love with me soon?"

Yin Yuechu's eyes widened at this moment.

"you you……"

Gu Yuan seemed to turn a blind eye to her surprise, he sighed softly, "Karma itself is constantly pushing people forward, but fortune-telling is something that can only be entertained.

If you think this event will happen in the future, then the probability of this event happening in the future will really increase.

If you try your best to resist this happening, but when you think about it for a long time, this matter will take root in your heart sooner or later. "

"When you don't believe in the so-called hexagrams, but only believe in yourself, then everything is up to you to decide." Gu Yuan was talking nonsense to Yin Yueyue very seriously.

It's all bullshit anyway.

Gu Yuan never believed in hexagrams, fate should be in his own hands.

Yin Yuechu stood there in a daze, thinking a lot, Gu Yuan didn't know what she was thinking, only when she listened to it, after a while, Yin Yuechu let out a long sigh of relief, as if relieved .

"When you say that, I feel a lot more relaxed."

Gu Yuan didn't ask why, but just smiled lightly.

"It just so happens that I'm fine, I'll show you my collection." Yin Yuechu's eyes glanced at him, Gu Yuan stood up, and followed her into her bedroom. Yin Yuechu's bedroom is full of extravagance and luxury. But Gu Yuan's gaze stayed on the delicately framed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

The word is a poem, "I set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

The painting was an oil painting of a blue iris in a vase.

Gu Yuan looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall seriously, and exclaimed, "The writing is really good."

Yin Yuechu raised his head slightly, and seemed a little involuntarily proud, "I bought this calligraphy from someone else, and I sent many people to draw lots to draw this painting. It is truly priceless."

"I think so too." Gu Yuan nodded.

"You seem to really like him too?"

"I like him so much." Gu Yuan looked slightly weird.

"Then you come with me."

Gu Yuan followed her to Yin Yuechu's room. There was a bookcase in her room, on which were neatly placed a whole set of brochures from Yunlanfang, all of which were hardcover collector's editions, and there was a painting on the wall, In the painting is a woman without a painted face, wearing a black dress, standing in a night of stars.

Seeing that Gu Yuan's eyes were slightly confused, Yin Yuechu patiently explained to him, "This painting was caused by the capital turnover of Yunlanfang. I found Ning Qingyao, the saint of Sword Sect, and gave her the funds. Support, and open the door for her in Zhongzhou, so I begged this painting from her."

"He never liked to draw people. Most of the paintings that have been handed down are landscapes, so this painting is especially precious. Up to now, only a few people have seen this painting."

Gu Yuan seemed to be lost in thought.

Ning Qingyao found this painting in his cabinet at first, and then confiscated it from him. The reason was that other than her, he was not allowed to think about other women.

As for the painters... Gu Yuan actually drew a lot of people, Hua Chuyan, Ning Qingyao, Luo Guxue, Hua Yueyou, he has drawn them all, and Su Zizhi, he used to paint for Su Zizhi every day Draw a picture.

The faceless woman in this painting is Luo Yesheng.

It was the Luo Yesheng in Gu Yuan's heart.

Chapter 120 Four Ripples in the Pond

How did you feel when you drew this picture?

Perhaps at a lonely moment in the middle of the night, there were no Shu Lan and Shu Yue in the yard at that time, and he was always sitting in the yard alone at that time.

There is no sound in the desolate yard, and the world is silent. He likes to sit by the bed and look at the evening stars outside the window. The stars in the sky will always make him unconsciously let go, so that he can avoid thinking a lot.

When I stop looking at the stars, I will inevitably think of Luo Yesheng.

How could that woman be stupid?How could she be in love?

She is a cruel guy, as if she has raised a beloved pet. When the pet grows up, even if she is reluctant, it is time to kill and eat the meat.

Gu Yuan looked at the painting, a little lost in thought.

He suddenly murmured, "Can you give me this painting?"

"Are you dreaming?" Yin Yueyue's voice was cold and a little more angry.

"No, I'm serious. I suddenly want this painting." He suddenly started laughing, like a weird and silly child. Yin Yuechu couldn't understand why he was smiling, but he wrinkled his pretty eyebrow.

She seemed to detect a little sadness from the person in front of her.

But that sadness has nothing to do with her, she spent a lot of effort to obtain this painting, how could it be so easy to give it to a man she just met?