Chapter 42: The Bloodthirsty Demon Palace (10)

"Before you came, I took a hexagram for you." The voice of the butterfly dance sounded softly, like a clear spring across the heart, revealing a kind of euphemism in the coolness. With a flick of two fingers, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

In the center of the room is a long table with a mirror-like top. As soon as she raised her hand, nine cards turned over on the table, which were actually made of human bones, and they were white in the light.

Butterfly Dance stepped forward, her fingertips swiped over the cards, and the nine cards turned over in turn, and the patterns on the cards were strange and mysterious.

She picked up the first card on the left and said slowly, "The first one, Celestial." White. You should not have fallen into the mortal world, blood and tears will stain your heart, any kind of emotion is a burden to you, you should be a ruthless person. But that temptation is so beautiful that when you are emotional, you are doomed to death. Fortunately, there is also the Lake of Forgetfulness, the purest and coldest water in the world, which can wash away your fatigue and return you to clarity. But in the end, you chose to leave it. ”

Canghai listened quietly and didn't say a word.

The second card fell into the hand, the card was white, and the hand was more run: "The second card, the moth." Putting out fires. You are as affectionate as life, a fire, and the moths burn out. Canghai, your yearning for love and deep affection for your lover have created all the pain in your life. Her eyes glanced at the rose, intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly made the rose feel a sense of guilt that had been seen through.

The corners of Canghai's eyes twitched a few times, but he still didn't speak.

Butterfly Dance reached out and picked up the third card: "The third card, dead leaves." Lonely. The calm and almost cruel pride of the sky actually has a very tender side. You seem to be principled on the surface, but your heart is too soft to be truly ruthless. You passively bear everything and never take the initiative to fight for it, so what you get is not necessarily what you really like, and what you lose is not necessarily what you really want to give up. ”

What is she implying for? What has the sea gained and what has it lost? Is it the Witch Rose? Or is it himself?

Canghai smiled, but the smile couldn't tell whether it was sad or happy.

Butterfly Dance picked up the fourth card, her eyes were dizzy, she looked at the sea, and her voice suddenly became a little more desolate: "The fourth, the empress." Bloodthirsty. ”

"What do you mean?"

Butterfly Dance was silent for a long time before she said word by word: "The empress is graceful and luxurious, but I am the only one." When she is in the positive position, it represents charm, grace and unreserved love, but when she is in the reverse position, it represents conceit, ambition and intolerance of flaws. ”

Canghai's face finally changed, and he looked back at Butterfly Dance, revealing a look of great surprise.

What's the secret about this card? Why was he so shocked?

"The Empress. Bloodthirsty. Her self-confidence even rippled with a proud arc, and all beings did not dare to look directly, but could only worship. But when she encountered betrayal, it was when her self-confidence was exhausted......" Before she finished speaking, she only heard a "snap", and a parrot flew over and took the card in one bite.

This card is about the Witch Rose, right? There's no basis for it, but Rose is sure that the card says Witch Rose. For the fortune teller of the sea, why did it get the witch rose? Canghai obviously said that he didn't like witches, but why did everyone's words imply that they had a bad relationship along the way?

Butterfly Dance sighed and said softly, "Parrot, don't you want me to say more?" Well, I'm not going to talk about this card anymore. ”

"The fifth, one person. Aloneness. Prosperity on the surface can't hide the loneliness on the inside, no matter how beautiful you are on the surface, everything is not what you want, and even pride seems hypocritical. You never open your heart to others, you never tell anyone what is on your mind, so you have no friends. All around you are red-faced, but there is no confidant. They are close to you, but they don't know you. ”

Rose thought of Aju, of the names she knew or didn't know. How much weight do those people have in the sea?

Suddenly, I felt that there was an emotion, like a faint veil that held the whole person, not painful, but very bitter, not sad, but very sad.

"Sixth, the deep sea. Torture. For her return, you have been waiting under the bridge for a thousand years. Lonely and lonely, watching her walk across the bridge for the rest of her life, and never remembering your name or appearance. With such infatuation, why should you stop her return now? ”

Rose looked at Canghai in surprise, but she didn't expect him to be such an infatuated person? Is he waiting for the return of the witch Rose? So why did he stop it?

Then Rose saw Butterfly Dance pick up the last card.

The seventh card, the eighth card is blank and there is nothing on it.

"The last one, the end of your fate."

Rose's breathing suddenly stopped, and her heartbeat began to increase, wondering what the last card implied.

Unexpectedly, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Butterfly Dance's lips, and she said lightly: "It's a pity that even I can't see what is written on it." ”

Canghai let out a long breath, and his expression was relaxed: "It's okay if you don't know." The world is changing at any time, how can we read them all? ”

With a flick of Butterfly Dance's sleeves, the dominoes on the table disappeared instantly. She took a few steps forward with her sleeves folded, stood in front of Canghai, and said, "You know my true intention for divination for you. ”

Canghai avoided her gaze a little and said in a low voice, "Yes, I know." ”

Butterfly Dance didn't allow him to dodge, looked directly at him, and said, "Then tell me, are you willing to give up?" ”

"Xiao Wu ......" Canghai's voice was urgent, but the parrot pounced violently, its claws grabbing his faΓ§ade. Rose couldn't help but cry out in horror at the moment: "Be careful! ”

At the same time, a voice shouted, "No! No! Butterfly Dance rolled the parrot back with long sleeves like water, and the parrot rolled over a few times with the wind and stopped back on Butterfly Dance's shoulders.

Butterfly Dance suddenly turned around and walked a few steps, but turned back and said, "You called me Xiao Wu just now, that's what you used to call me......" She suddenly smiled, but her smile was not pure joy, mixed with more complex emotions, "You go." ”

Canghai Mo stood up and said, "Thank you." After turning around and walking a few steps, he listened to the butterfly dance again: "Listen to me, don't resist." ”

Canghai was shocked, and he opened his mouth several times but didn't speak.

"A lot of people can live their lives the way they like, but you can't."

"Why can't I?" Canghai finally spoke, and his voice was wooden.

"Because you are the pride of the sky. You think you're just the sea? A pure businessman? There was an indifferent water in Butterfly Dance's eyes, but the wisdom and calmness in her eyes made people feel that whatever she said must be right.

Canghai smiled, and that smile contained many things-bitterness, helplessness, self-deprecation, persistence...... Finally, it fades into a light breeze.

A white light flew out of the butterfly dance sleeve, and Canghai subconsciously caught it, it turned out to be the seventh and eighth dominoes without patterns.

Butterfly Dance took a deep look at him for the last time, and the color of the plain robe changed from dark to light, slowly disappearing into the air.

Canghai's gaze was still on the two dominoes, and Rose approached him and said softly, "Let's go." As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so dry.

What kind of shock did the commentary of those two cards bring to the sea? Roses are indiscerning. I only know that a kind of ominousness, or a premonition of knowing that parting is imminent, surfaces and becomes more and more vivid.

If the ending is destined to end with the rebirth of the witch Rose, will I, Rose, regret this trip?

Turning around, I went upstairs, and the light in the door was so warm, and there was a plate of fruit on the round table. The scarlet fruit, the rose has been seen and eaten.

Under the saucer was a small note, on which the handwriting was beautiful: "Red silk fruit, used for healing; Pushing back to the door, there are six halls. Good luck. ", and finally signed "Qingqiu".