"Feather, don't you think the tone of the strokes is very similar to soft yarn?" Mo Ran asked with a look.

"Yes. Are you trying to say......" Bei Ling deliberately didn't say it, just waiting for the next step of ink dyeing.

Mo Ran nodded, and came again: "After you go out, catch her and torture her." ”

"Agreed."

As a result, the strokes were conspired by these two people.

Beiling stared at it, and some of the things that Rousha had mentioned to her in her previous life flashed in her mind.

"Feather, do you know what a gossip array is? The gossip array is rested, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and open the eight doors. Entering from the "Shengmen" in the east and ...... to the southwest" Rousha glanced at the sleepy Beiling and couldn't help but sigh.

Beiling was very remorseful, why did she fall asleep in the first place? The words were whispered in his mouth.

"Gossip...... Gossip...... Gossip...... Gossip?!! Bei Ling sat up abruptly and smiled: "That's right!" Bagua Array! ”

"What gossip?" Ink Dye leaned over and asked suspiciously.

"Rousha said before that the tropospheric is a troposphere because it is a flowing layer. The scene is ever-changing, and one wrong step is a wrong step. Therefore, the essence of the troposphere is the Bagua Array. The two rituals give birth to four phases, the four phases give birth to gossip, and the gossip becomes sixty-four trigrams. Remember that gossip diagram on the door? Black and white occupy the average, no more, no less, everything is still, all because the gossip map has aura. ”

"Therefore, as long as you follow the Bagua Array, you can get out of this strata without endangering your life."

Bei Ling flashed the excitement just now, and explained in Mo Ran's ear very carefully.

"So, as long as you follow the gossip array, you can come out?"

"Here's how it works. Therefore, if we want to get out of this strata, we must know how to move the Bagua Array. ”

"Well, Joula must know that." After speaking, the eyes are super strokes and there are skimming.

Bei Ling understood, got up and walked to the strokes, and whispered: "Strokes, I think you know how to draw the Bagua Array." ”

This sentence is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

The figure of the stroke was stunned, and replied lightly: "What will happen?" What if it won't? ”

"If you know, tell me, if you can't, draw it. Choose one or the other. Ink Ran winked playfully at her.

Stroke smiled: "Looks like I have to choose?" ”

"No~ I just told me if I said yes, and if I didn't, I drew it, and I didn't make you have to choose~"

"Then I won't." The strokes said lightly.

"It's not going to be easy! Then bother to draw it out. "Beiling is actually not black at all.

The strokes were black lines, and he glanced at Beiling and Mo Dye with resentment, and sighed: "I've served you." I draw! ”

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the pen and moved.

After a while, the graphics of the Bagua Array were drawn on the cloth.

"You can go out according to this?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on the side leaned over and asked.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, if you don't believe it, no one will force you to believe it." The strokes replied to him lightly, although the tone was extremely light, but the words were mixed with displeasure.

Mu Qinan's face changed, a layer of gloom shrouded his cold face, and his voice became cold: "You have to be like this? ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really too worried, she is just a little woman in the next session, and she can't become a climate."

"You! Sha'er......" Mu Qinan's voice softened, and he lowered his shelf and called in a low voice.

The color of the brush picture was cold, and he looked at Mu Qinan with disgust in his eyes: "His Royal Highness the Prince, it is a stroke below, not a yarn." Please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to mistake the general for someone else, which will cause trouble in the next. ”

"Good, good, good." Mu Qinan nodded, and had to leave after saying three good things.

Yuqin and Feng Li listened to the conversation between the two with strange faces, and suddenly remembered something, and at the same time said in surprise: "It turns out that it's her!" ”

When Mo Ran heard this, there was definitely gossip to come forward and ask with a smile: "Young man, what are the good things to share?" ”

"Dyeer, you're gossiping." Beiling glanced at the ink dye and motioned for her not to explore other people's privacy.

Mo Ran pouted and frowned, "Okay, okay." "It's a big deal, I'll ask after I'm out of here. Of course, she would never say the second half of the sentence.

"Since the sixth princess has a way to break the formation, let's follow her!" A male voice was the first to break the deadlock.

"Yes, yes, the sixth princess won't abandon us, right?"

"How could someone as good as the sixth princess?"

……

The words of praise and compliment came into Bei Ling's ears, and he hooked his lips with a sneer.

Forces, sure enough, forces. It turns out that the power has existed since ancient times, tsk.

But whatever they say, she is herself anyway, go her own way and let others say it. Anyway, she's gone like this, what does it matter if they follow her or not?

Thinking like this, after packing up the package casually, he threw it behind him very handsomely and fell into Feng Li's arms, clapped his hands and walked forward.

Yuqin looked at this scene full of starry eyes: "Wow, wow, wow, this action is very cool." It's like what my mother said, what handsome should mean this. So, the fart followed her.

Feng Li twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to cry without tears.

The owner of the first village in the world has fallen into the dilemma of carrying the burden for others, and he must have no face when it is spread out. But what can be done? Who made her his master??

t_t......