When the bright moon is in the sky, in the backyard of the core of Louis Villa, there are countless small courtyards, the lights in the courtyard are on in the middle of the night, Liang Chen has been away for a long time, Nangong Ji is holding a jade pole purple brush in his hand, standing in front of the desk by the window, as if thinking about something, the pen in his hand is about to fall several times, and it is lifted several times.

The white paper on the table had been stained with some ink, but not a word had been dropped.

Although he has made the most careful plans, it will soon be the time when Nangong Ji has been waiting for half a life, decades of ups and downs in life, Nangong Ji has seen too many ups and downs, but he is still a little uncertain about the number of fate, standing at the cusp of this storm, he is also a little hesitant.

At this moment, a breeze blew outside the window, and the fallen leaves in the courtyard of the roll drifted into Nangong Ji's desk, Nangong Ji looked up at the window suddenly, and just a moment, he suddenly felt something.

With his lifelong feng shui attainments, he can be said to be extremely sensitive to Zhou Tianzhiqi, and he seemed to feel something just now, but it flashed away like an illusion.

Nangong Ji hesitated for a moment, and then concentrated on the surroundings, the silence around was like water, except for the sudden breeze, there was no ripple, Nangong Ji opened his eyes and shook his head, and said to himself: "After all, I am old, and I can't even stand this little wind and waves." ”

After saying this, Nangong Ji's fingers were suddenly hooked, hooking the pen, and his eyes became extremely sharp and said to himself: "I have worked hard for half my life, just for this game, this game, I can't lose." ”

While speaking, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and a vigorous and powerful big character appeared on the paper, which was a proud word, skillful penmanship, sharp pen, like a knife carved out of the words printed on the paper.

After writing this word, Nangong Ji hung the pen on the pen stand, turned off the light, and turned away, leaving the bright moon outside the window pouring like water on this sharp word.

In the courtyard next to Linlang Courtyard, a small building in the center is quite elegant, this small building is actually made of bamboo as a whole, even if it has been cut down for a long time, this bamboo building is still verdant, as if the vitality is still there, and it is cut off.

If Liang Chen was here, he would be surprised to find that this small building seems simple, but its location should be Zhou Tian at the top and geography at the bottom.

The position of the bamboo building is just set up in the position of the green dragon, not the green dragon of the mountain, but in the twenty-eight nights, the east palace Canglong seven nights, the corner of the eaves, the top corner, the end of the building is closed to the tail, the kei, the waist of the building forms a strange triangle, looks strange, but it happens to be in response to the three nights of the house, the room, the heart.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning of the beginning of spring every year will shine on the roof of this bamboo building, and the night of the spring molecule, and will be pointed out by the Beidou bucket handle, so that you can hold the breath of spring, store the treasure of autumn and winter, and then take the most vigorous green bamboo as the main material of the building, which is just in line with the time and place.

And the best thing is that the location of the opportunity to connect this heaven and earth is just so big that the bamboo building is so big, one more inch is rushed, and one inch less is difficult to continue this vitality, and the layout of this building is all to create a lasting vitality pouring place, condensing a lot of vitality.

There is only one door and one window in the small building, and the location is also the door, all the arrangements of this small building seem to be to accumulate a huge amount of vitality, and there is no other use for this, not to gather wealth, nor to prosper in fortune, just to gather a lot of vitality in it.

The layout of the small building is also very simple, a pine bed, a silk quilt, a jade pillow, a bamboo table at the head of the bed, and only an old man with gray hair and beard lying on the bed.

The old man's eyes are slightly closed, his breathing is very even, but he seems a little weak, and what is more remarkable is that even under the huge vitality of this bamboo building, the old man's face is also dead, although the complexion is not bad, but in the eyes of those who know how to look at it, this old man is already in his last years, like the lights that want to be extinguished, swaying.

With a gust of wind blowing through the window, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were very sharp, and he couldn't see the death just now.

Just after the old man opened his eyes, I don't know when, there was a person standing there with a clear face in front of the bamboo table in front of the bed in the bamboo building, as if facing the old man in front of the bed, and there seemed to be a trace of pity in his bright eyes, but more but a little sad.

The old man on the bed stared straight at the roof, and after a while, he eased up and opened his mouth, "You're here." ”

The man in front of Zhu Ji didn't seem to be surprised to be discovered, and after hearing the old man's words, he said in a somewhat old voice, "But you are leaving." ”

"There will always be a time when people will never return, and I am not short in this world. ”

"But you still have things that you can't let go, otherwise how can you take advantage of the vitality of this heaven and earth to survive here?" Zhu Ji's voice changed suddenly, as if with a bit of accusation.

The scene in front of him, if it is seen by outsiders, it will be shocked, in this core place of the Nangong family, which is sought after by countless people, the old lady who holds all the power of the Nangong family will be accused by a mysterious person, and how this mysterious person entered this heavily guarded place, no one knows.

"Heh, I have nothing to worry about in this world, but this Nangong family can't be defeated in my hands, otherwise I won't have the shame to go to see the ancestors of the Nangong family, according to you, who is more suitable to inherit the position of patriarch?" The old man on the bed was not angry, but there was a little smile in his words, as if he trusted this mysterious person very much.

The mysterious man snorted, but didn't say anything, looked out the window as if thinking about something, and said after a while: "On feng shui attainments, Nangong Ao is half a step higher, when I came just now, he actually felt a little, that Nangong Ao, calm and calm, on acting as a person, compared to Nangong Ao, more advantageous, but too bad, the so-called governing the country with righteousness, using soldiers with odds, and developing the family is okay, if you talk about governing the family, but there is still some fire." ”

"Brother, you have a good eye for people, just in terms of yin damage, that little arrogance is not inferior to Nangong Ji at all, for the sake of this patriarch, they have done everything, my great-granddaughter is..." In the era of our generation, it was a troubled time, fighting for the position of patriarch, relying on real skills, relying on whether the ability to do so is complete, relying on whether it can benefit the country and the people's heart.

The mysterious man was also silent, and waited for a moment in the silent room before saying: "Your ancestor of feng shui, Yang Yunsong is known as Mr. Helping the Poor, the official is the best, and he can also withdraw from the world and live in a bureaucracy, if you don't know this reason, you will cause trouble, but who do you want to pass on the position of your patriarch?"

"Hehe, I'm ready, brother, you'll see it soon. The old lady pulled out a smile on her face again, but this smile became more and more stiff.

The mysterious man was also a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions, quietly looking at the old man who was in his old age, this old man's vitality was passing faster and faster, and he didn't know how long he could last.

"I want to be strong in my life, spanning the world for dozens of years, the art of feng shui can also look at the top of the mountain, and finally know that the destiny of heaven cannot be violated, the so-called number of lives, how can it be easier for manpower? As she spoke, the old lady struggled to her feet and saluted the mysterious man.

When the mysterious man saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward and pushed the old lady back to the bed, and said, "Don't you want to die? I will promise you after knowing all these years, so why should you come here?"

Hearing the assurances of the mysterious person, the old lady nodded with a smile, and her tone became weaker and weaker: "In this way, I will feel at ease, go first, and he will meet again in the future..."

After the last word was finished, the old lady's hands slid down on the edge of the bed, and then he was unable to lift up, and the sound of breathing gradually disappeared in this bamboo house.

The mysterious man was in front of the bed, quietly looking at the old lady lying on the bed, his mouth seemed to be whispering something, after a moment, he stopped reading, looked at the old lady again, and sighed: "You also went, now I am the only old thing left in this world, a little lonely." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the window, the terrain of this bamboo building is slightly higher than the others, from the window you can just see the outside of the courtyard, the entire backyard and even many places of Nangong's house can be seen from this bamboo building, the mysterious person seems to like this scenery very much, and his hand is on the edge of the window.

After a while, the mysterious man looked out the window and said: "It's going to change the sky, the Nangong family, the Murong family, everyone who should go has gone, it's time for a new person to compete in this world, Liang Chen, will you surprise me?"

After speaking, the mysterious man also showed a slight smile on his face, and after smiling, he only heard him sing in a somewhat ancient voice: "Chunlan Xi Qiu Ju, forever..."

The singing is ancient, like an ancient horn, the sound is not endless, and there is a breeze blowing in front of the window, and the mysterious man disappeared without a trace, as if there had never been this person here, in this hut, only the old man who had died of breath passed away with a smile.

In the quiet mountain villa, no one realized that the moment they were waiting for had arrived, and the next morning, before the food delivery person arrived at this hut, the Nangong family would remain so quiet for the time being, just like the sea brewing waves, and there was no clue to it.

Only in the bamboo forest, a little girl in a goose yellow dress is squatting on the edge of a dirt pit, and there is something in the dirt pit with stones.

The girl was green and waist-length, with a fair face, dignified eyebrows and eyes but a little playful, full of holiness and elegance, as pure and noble as a deceased fairy, it was Nangong Mingyue who was locked up.

At that moment, she suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the backyard, as if she felt something, but there was still a smile on her face, and said: "My name is Mingyue, Mingyue's Mingyue, Mingyue's Yue, when the Mingyue rises, there will be no more candy." ”

Laughing while talking, but although the smile was on her face, there were tears passing through the corners of her eyes, this scene was strange and abnormal, and I don't know whether it was sad or happy, but there was a little harmony on this woman's face, as if whatever she did, it was right.

The night is still silent, the moon is in the sky, and there is no darkness in this manor, and there will be a result after all.