night

The sky was dotted with stars, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight poured down like water.

Suddenly, there was a long howl, and a black figure flew by. glided past and finally landed on the shoulders of a man in a moon-white robe. On the man's belt is a jade pendant, round jade, jade color, carved in the middle.

Under the gentle caress of the moonlight like water, the true face of the black figure was revealed. It was a turquoise parrot, with only its tail feathers gradually changing from turquoise to bright yellow.

The size of the parrot is about the same as that of an eagle, and looking at the size of the parrot, the parrot looks very affectionate and bows its head and rubs the man's neck.

The man slowly raised his hand and reached out to rub the soft feathers of the parrot's neck. The slender hand has distinct knuckles. Under the light of the moon, the hands are white like fine mutton fat jade.

"Bihua, you say, can he find us?" the man's voice was clear, like a mountain spring flowing in the mountains.

Bihua lowered her head and pondered for a long time, and said, "Don't worry, he can't find it, I'll bring him over." With a firm tone.

"Then it's up to you. ”

The parrot nodded faintly, and after flying into the air, its form changed, gradually transforming into a human form and disappearing from the night.

Next

The morning sun caresses the plane trees on the sidewalk like a gentle veil, and the tips of the leaves still carry the morning dew, dripping and swearing for the arrival of a new day.

It was still very early, Lin Feng was running in the park not far from home, he liked this feeling very much, as if everything was at the beginning, like a butterfly slowly stretching its wings from a dream, opening its eyes of joy and anticipation to look up at the world, everywhere is budding vitality and ready to move.

He ran and ran, and stumbled upon a glimpse of a fortune teller. The fortune teller seemed to be a Taoist priest, wearing a gray robe, looking decent, and equipped with tortoiseshell copper coins and gossip plates or something, fully equipped.

The things on the stall Lin Feng only glanced at him and stopped paying attention, but this person caught his attention, the gray robe was a little old after years of washing, maybe he was used to it well. Except for fiddling with the things on the table and pulling the clothes, the clothes look flat and neat at other times, without any wrinkles.

Linfeng just ran there, very close to the person, and when he got close, he could smell the soap, faint, and there was an indescribable sense of relief. The old man set up a table, fiddling with some hexagrams, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, red paper, and a small cage with yellow finch, and of course, a set of tortoiseshell copper coins.

There was a sign next to it that read "No money".

Lin Feng felt curious, so he looked at the other party and asked, "How much does the old man calculate?"

The old man gestured two fingers. Lin Feng didn't understand much, and learned to make a gesture of two, but the old man shook his head.

Lin Feng didn't understand it even more, he thought about it and handed Zhang fifty to the old man.

I really can't figure out how much it is, so it's better to let the seller look at it.

The old man looked up at him, looked up and down a little recklessly, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Young man, how many hexagrams do you ask?"

Lin Feng quickly replied, "A hexagram," and rolled his eyes again, thinking, "The old gentleman will help me calculate the marriage." ”

After all, the mother was very worried about this, and she whispered this in his ear every day, saying every day that if you don't hurry up and become an army of 40 million flower growers, the old lady will not have your son.

But where is the matter of marriage, it is said that there is a thing, and it is not to go to the vegetable market to buy a radish and pick up Chinese cabbage anywhere. If only marriage was really like cabbage, there would not be so many single dogs who are blinded every day, but population is going to be a big problem again.

Just when Linfeng was thinking about something, the old man brushed off his snow-white long beard, and the corners of his mouth were with a faint smile, and the smile was meaningful. "Good. ”

He handed thirty to Linfeng and motioned for him to hand it over. Lin Feng took it and stuffed it into his pants pocket, thinking about whether to stretch out his left hand or his right hand, and hesitated to hand it over to his left hand.

The old man looked at it for a long time and began to sort out the hexagrams.

Reading "Shen Monkey, Qiansan, Kun Four" in his mouth, pushing forward some hexagrams, pushing back some hexagrams, the action is not hurried or slow, but a bit of a calligrapher's sense of flowing water. After that, the gods babbled about something, but Linfeng didn't understand, and always felt that this mysterious thing was just like the monk chanting the scriptures in the temple, and he couldn't understand it clearly, but he could probably listen to a sound and maybe there was a wisdom root.

In the end, the old man stayed on a card, read the verses on the card, raised his eyes to look at Linfeng, and buried himself in deducing again, the old man lifted the brush next to him, wrote something carefully on the red paper, and finally wrapped it into a small square and handed it to him, and did not say good, nor bad, nor told him about the result of the marriage he sought.

Linfeng took the red paper and looked at the old man with some incomprehension, "What is the old man?"

The old man shook his head at him, lowered his head and began to pack up his belongings, "Three trigrams a day, today has arrived, the old man will go home first, young man, the marriage you are asking for, I have written it on paper for you, I wish you an early success of the fairy couple." ”

The old man left his words of blessing, picked up the bag containing the things, and gradually walked away without a figure. Lin Feng didn't think it was anything, but he felt a little inexplicable and a little mysterious, but he wouldn't take it to heart. After all, the elderly should enjoy their days at home at this age, whether it is true or not, whether it is accurate or not, even if it is to help people once.

"Yayoi is not born, and Junjun can be expected. ”

After reading the red paper, Linfeng silently folded the red paper and put it back in his pocket, and if he didn't understand, he didn't plan to delve into it.

Linfeng continues his morning jog. Suddenly, I felt a little emotional, all these years, obscurity and inaction. Mixed with this virtue, coupled with the blows of the world, gradually wore away the heart of wanting to fight.

Now who is not their own daughter and their own treasure, who does not give a house car color, how can they be willing to give up, and can still find a companion? A wry smile crossed the corner of Linfeng's mouth.

When passing through a wall, Linfeng suddenly felt that something was wrong under his feet, and before he could react, he stepped on a well without a manhole cover, and when he stepped on the air, the whole person fell into it.

This well is not shallow, but after all, it is sudden, and Linfeng has no time to react at all, and he doesn't know where he fell, so he fainted.

"Hiss" Linfeng covered the sore spot and couldn't help gasping, and when he opened his eyes, it was dark all around, he got up and walked around, but it was still dark, and when he walked out of fifty steps, he was also a little stunned.

What is the situation, the darkness, he is not afraid, he is afraid, it is endless darkness.

Just as he was walking aimlessly in the wind, and the inner daunting value was getting higher and higher, a light and shadow suddenly appeared.

Caught off guard, Linfeng blocked the sudden light with his hand, and only after the brightness of the light became a little dim did he look at the light source.

I saw that the man was dressed in a white robe, with silver palindromic piping, his eyebrows were cold, but the brilliance in his eyes was able to absorb people, the temptation was cold, and there was no wind around......

That person looks at it and makes people feel extraordinary, if there are some white clouds, maybe Linfeng will believe that that person may be an immortal.

The other party seemed to be able to detect his thoughts, and slowly said, "You, you're right." I am indeed an immortal. My name is Wilderness. ”

"Are you an immortal?" Lin Feng looked around the desolate world with some confusion, "Then what is my situation now, you brought me here." ”

Seeing Lin Feng's confused look, the thin lips of the desolate smiled lightly, "I didn't bring you here, it was your fate that brought you here." ”

"My fate? What's the situation, by the way, I want to ask, am I still alive? Can I go back later, I still have to go to work after you explain the matter." Linfeng thought that he would be late for work, and he felt very entangled.

"Dead. "The desolate Ming was simply ruthless, and he explained it directly in one sentence, and he was not given any chance to prepare for his thoughts.

Seeing him slumped on the ground, looking loveless, he couldn't help but laugh again. "Still, I can give you a chance to live. ”