Ji Wan's secret understanding of the divination technique he secretly learned was just a simple explanation that Ji Li hid in the secret compartment of the house, mortals have birth, old age, sickness and death, and a hundred years of time is just self-consolation with divination. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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This is the reason why Ji Wan originally secretly learned the art of divination, and it is also the highest level of divination that she thinks, to know how powerful and extraordinary it is to be able to predict good luck and evil, and to observe the luck of luck, the wise man in the village is only the master alone, in Ji Wan's heart, the master is erudite and wise, and he can know the world without going out, and understands thousands of truths, but there is one master who does not know, that is divination, yes, Ji Wan is full of curiosity and enthusiasm for the art of divination.

The Taiyan Sutra in his hand is only a thin volume, but it is like an abyss and a vast sea when Ji Wan reads it, and the endless consciousness is poured into his mind, Ji Wan's heart is shocked, it is a treasure mountain that she can't see even if she is poor for a hundred years, Ji Wan faintly feels that the Taiyan Sutra is like opening an unknown, brand-new, and even sacred door for her.

Ji Wan carefully held the scriptures in his hand, and slowly got up and walked towards the dark grid behind the portrait, although this scripture is precious and profound, but Ji Wan did not plan to take it away, since he was a child, his parents have taught that other people's things, not to be reckless, not to be their own things, let alone take them.

Ji Wanshuang gently put the book in its place, and gently soothed the ironing with both hands in the corner of the book before slowly retracting his hand, but at the moment when his hand left the book, the book that still exuded a faint light before was gray, and there was no aura at all, Ji Wan was a little dumbfounded, and after picking up the book again, she found that she could no longer see the words in it.

Ji Wan's heart was uneasy, and her tears were about to come out, what the hell was going on, it couldn't be that she had damaged the book, right?

Ji Wan touched the book in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the person on the portrait, couldn't help kneeling on the futon in front of the portrait, his head touched the ground, and slowly kowtowed three times towards the portrait, his face full of guilt: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I broke your booklet,., when I return to the village, I will ask the master, and when the time comes, I will try to fix it, and I hope that the seniors will not blame." ”

Then he put the book back into the dark compartment, and when Ji Wan raised his head, he seemed to see Zhao Guanlan's eyes blinking on the portrait, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his head was slightly chinned.

Ji Wan glanced at the portrait on the wall ignorantly, then slowly got up, ready to return along the way he came, but found that the road had already been broken, looked around, the whole room was piled up like nature, there were no doors and no windows, only a futon square table and portrait in the room, this time I really want to cry without tears, what should I do? How to get out without a road, my mother doesn't know how anxious she is at home, is it possible to be trapped in this strange place all the time, even if she is not suffocated, she will be starved to death, Ji Wan leaned against the corner, panicked, with tears in the corners of her eyes, lowered her head and buried her head in her chest, and sat down slowly.

For a long time, Ji Wan unconsciously adjusted his body into a cross-legged shape in a daze, his hands naturally placed on his knees, and he silently recited the Taiyan Sutra he had seen before.

Gradually, the thoughts in her mind became clearer and clearer, and her hands involuntarily began to move slowly with the Taiyan Sutra in her consciousness, her five fingers were slightly opened, her hands pinched, and along the thoughts in her head, gradually a gray cloud appeared in her consciousness, which was scattered with strands of golden silk threads, chaotic but seemed to contain some laws.

Ji Wan concentrated on trying to see the golden silk threads clearly, as if her subconscious was eagerly urging her to let her smooth those silk threads, and she even had a premonition in her heart that as long as she could see and understand the laws of the golden silk threads, she would gain something.

Ji Wan's heart moved, his thoughts wrapped in the Taiyan Sutra and tried to get closer to the gray cloud, his heart was clear, he slowly released his thoughts, and his mouth couldn't help but read softly: "The number of Dayan is fifty, and it is used for forty and nine, and the rest of it has a glimmer of vitality ......."

Suddenly, Ji Wan felt a bang in her head, and the golden silk threads in the gray began to move slowly, faster and faster, and then gradually slowed down, and the golden silk threads began to slowly arrange according to the rules as if they had their own consciousness, and she could even feel that some of the silk threads were naughtily twisting their bodies and arranging them in the wrong position, but they were pulled and pulled by other silk threads to bring them back to their original positions.

Ji Wan couldn't help laughing, it's really funny, these silk threads seem to be alive and conscious, and when Ji Wan looked at this silk thread with his heart, he was already able to see it clearly, only to see the golden silk threads arranged into a few big characters: "Taiyan Jing Bu" said: "Since God blesses, auspicious, there is no disadvantage." Ji Wan was stunned for a moment, and then read softly: "Blessing, help." Those who are helped by the heavens, Shunya. "In other words, even the heavens will help me this time, and there will be no disadvantage, and I will definitely be able to return home smoothly?

Ji Wan was sure in his heart, and got up slowly, but found that he couldn't move at all, just like a day of labor, tired and heavy, thinking to himself, why is it more tiring to meditate and rest than usual going up the mountain?

Ji Wan slowly collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, and only after gradually calming down did she look around again, and found that there was a faint blue light shining next to the portrait hanging on the wall in the house, which was obviously not there before, why could she see this cyan light now?

Ji Wan couldn't explain this anomaly, so she had to raise her steps and quietly approach, and found that the green light was getting brighter and brighter like a jump, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and wanted to touch it, but as soon as she reached out and touched the green light, she felt a strong suction coming from the outside, Ji Wan's mind shook, and she looked back in a hazy way, but the person was already standing outside the valley.

What a strange thing! Ji Wan was puzzled, but he didn't know why, he wanted to stop and take a good look at the strangeness, but it was already dark, and he was worried about his mother's anxiety, so he hurriedly ran down the mountain.

The village was full of people, Liu Jinqing stood at the entrance of the village with a pale face, her hands tightly tugging at the hem of her clothes, starlessly watching a few children standing in front of the village chief with their heads drooping, faintly only hearing the other people in the village whispering to the village chief that no one was found, Liu Jinqing's body shook, and then raised her eyes to look at the entrance of the village, looking into the distance with her brows locked, the sky was getting dark, and her heart seemed to be burning but shivering coldly.

If Wan'er has a good one, she... She didn't dare to think that if she was gone, her soul would have followed her, only this broken body was left to survive, and now, if she was connected to Wan'er... She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it anymore, but how to explain to Liyin when the time came, that was his only bloodline, and with a pain in her heart, Liu Jinqing bowed her head and coughed violently, as if she wanted to take out her heart and lungs.

Ji Ze looked coldly at the pale and thin but beautiful woman in front of him, he hadn't seen him for a few years, his body was getting weaker and weaker, but his expression hadn't changed a bit, he was still so cold and with a faint arrogance, what was there to be arrogant, even if he was once high, he had fallen into the mortal dust, and he was helpless, otherwise, Liyin would not have died young, thinking of Ji Liyin, Ji Ze stared fiercely at the crumbling Liu Jinqing, eager to turn around and leave, out of sight, just thinking of Ji Wan, but his feet did not move, just because it was the bond left by Liyin。

"Village Chief, is that figure Xiao Qi?" I don't know who shouted by the neck, Liu Jinqing's body shook, and she hurriedly raised her eyes to look, and a surprise suddenly burst out in her eyes, it was Wan'er, it was her Wan'er, Liu Jinqing stumbled towards the figure, hugged Ji Wan, and the suppressed cry was intermittent, and the people around her were worried.