The world? The power of this dark pavilion is also very jealous, they come and go without a trace, and every job will leave a hibiscus petal. Maybe the pavilion lord loves hibiscus flowers very much, so he set the rules. Thinking that people who love flowers should be demure, but the actions of this dark pavilion are vigorous and neat, if you want people to die, it is easy.

Han Sheng had also heard of the Dark Pavilion, where it was said that people were born in darkness and grew up in darkness, and they were cold and cruel, ruthless and desireless. Of course, rumors are just rumors, and people will always believe those specious claims. to hide the fear in your heart. They are the most insignificant existence in the dark pavilion, and now that this force that makes them awe suddenly appears on the rivers and lakes, they can't help but have a lot of speculation in their hearts.

He still wanted to listen to it again, but the people at the next table were already out of interest, and walked out slowly, hiding in the dark Qingwu listened to the words of those people, and his beautiful eyebrows were twisted together. She firmly remembered the appearance of those two people, but she thought in her heart how to not lose her dignity and lose face, so she didn't want to do it.

Han Sheng called Xiao Er, "Check out." ”

He threw a few gold ingots casually, and the guy ran over happily, and his eyes were straight when he saw the shining gold ingots.

He walked out with his feet up, and when he reached a secluded alley, he said softly, "Didn't the girl take a fancy to me, and followed me all the way without knowing what was going on?" ”

Hearing this, Qingwu no longer dodged, and jumped down from the eaves neatly. patted the dust on his body, and then glanced at Han Sheng with disgust, where did the narcissist come from. What do you look like, don't you know?

She said unhappily, "If Childe thinks so, then the little woman has nothing to say." It's just to advise the son to be self-aware, I'm just bringing a message this time, for my master. I don't know if the star brocade can be solved? If not, then it's gone. ”

Qingwu repeated the words that the master taught her word for word, and the person in front of her was not only a little merry, but also a little better-looking, like an embroidered pillow. How could the master think he could solve this diagram? It's weird.

"Report back to your master, if Hansheng is lucky enough to solve this picture, please see it."

"You can explain it first, the master is still waiting for me." Qingwu turned around and left without hesitation. Han Sheng was left alone to stand in the wind, and it took a long time for him to follow the path back to the inn. His eyes seemed to be a little more confident, and he thought, he was about to solve it.

I've been entangled in the arrangement of the stars, but perhaps, those stars are just suspicious. He made bold guesses, but could not find suitable evidence. I can only think about it again and again, and look at that picture more carefully.

Su Qi and Nanli also received the information at the same time, and there was shock in their eyes. Being able to break into their territory without knowing it, and deliver the news, it seems that the Dark Pavilion Master intends to cooperate, but there are so many talents in the world, who can meet her wishes and stand out, it is still unknown.

Su Qi faintly felt that this was the woman's handwriting, he remembered that she had her own Qingchen Xuan, who was in charge of intelligence, but such a big handwriting. And the painter is really not something that a woman in her teens can do, and she hesitated a little.

But if it is her, how can it be explained? She treated him, is this kind of behavior, is it also a betrayal, he suddenly felt a little anxious. The stars on the paper sparkled like the most brilliant fireworks in the night sky. A thousand years at a glance.

"Say, what is your problem to solve?" He seemed to be talking to someone, and he was the only one, in this cold Cangyun Pavilion, it was only early autumn, and he couldn't stand the cold.

Wrapping up the clothes on his body, and then carefully examining the picture, he looked at the starlight twinkling in the night sky, bright or dark, and he didn't know which one was the old man. Sudden desolation, his mood is a little sentimental, no matter how deep the armor is, there will always be a soft side, self-deception and strength, sometimes a kind of helplessness.

"Mother, in the future, will you also become a star?"

"I will become a star and always watch over you, you must remember that the mother will never, never leave you."

It seems that it is still yesterday's promise, but in the blink of an eye it has become the wind, he doesn't know if there is anyone he misses in these stars, he only thinks that maybe it is a sustenance, to comfort this lonely night.

The shapes on the star chart corresponded to the sky one by one, and he wondered what those strange symbols meant. Maybe if you crack those difficult symbols, you will know the problem. ”

There was a prophet who had heard of the Spirit, and it was better for him to come and visit him.

He knocked on the prophet's door in the middle of the night, the old man opened the door with sleepy eyes, was startled, and woke up most of the sleepy, Su Qi greeted politely, "Old man, I have some puzzles in my late life, and I ask Mr. to explain your doubts." ”

He stood respectfully to one side, gently took out the star brocade in the box, and placed it on the table. Pointing to the place where he had marked, "Sir, please see, what do these symbols mean?" ”

When the old man saw this picture come out, he was full of shock. I can't imagine that there are still people in this world who can restore the star brocade, and what is even more rare is that she dissolves into her own thoughts, although this picture has lost its previous flamboyance, but it is also extremely gorgeous. And what it contains is nothing but a contradiction. The question is also the answer, and it depends on personal choice.

"Who wrote this picture?" The old gentleman asked excitedly, his hands trembling slightly.

Su Qi's eyes sank for a moment, and it was only for a moment, "It was the master of the Dark Pavilion who did it, I don't know what Mr. saw?" ”

"This is an ancient text, you naturally won't understand it, this question is so ingeniously conceived, the old man has never seen it in half his life. I can see it today, I die without regrets, I die without regrets. His mood could not be calmed for a long time, and he even spoke with a trill.

"I have an ancient book here, you can take a look. The only one book in the world, count yourself lucky, and give it away for nothing. ”

Su Qi sank his face, took the book, put the scroll into the scroll, rolled it, and reloaded it into the box. He looked at the thin booklet in his hand and was skeptical. But it's a clue, and we'll find out when we go back.

When he opened the ancient texts, he realized that most of them were drawn in shape, with a small amount of text annotations. He searched according to the map and found that the whole question was actually a multiple-choice question, about ....... This question seems easy, but in fact it is the most difficult, he is now ambitious in the world, but if he chooses carefully, he still has too many unknown variables. He thought, could the Dark Pavilion Master be that person? Who does her heart depend on now?

Ancient beasts, anecdotes, all available, looking at it, I was fascinated, these stories are interesting.

Han Sheng found the clue, his eyes lit up, after hundreds of experiments, he finally solved the problem, but this answer, he thought about it many times in his heart, but he still didn't dare to be sure.

At this moment, Nanli, who was as irritable as thunder, looked at the panicked ministers and angrily reprimanded, "Waste." ”

"I can't even solve a single question, so what do I want you to do."

He angrily brushed his sleeves away, leaving the ministers apprehensive.

Walking and walking, I unconsciously entered the Ruifu Palace, and the woman was fiddling with the wind chimes in front of the window, and the sound was very crisp in my ears. His mood was much more stable.

The palace people wanted to report, he raised his hand and silenced, "Don't disturb her, I'll go in by myself." ”

"The night breeze looks at my clothes, and the red sleeves add fragrance to my heart." He laughed casually, and the woman suddenly looked back, and the autumn water seemed to have endless tenderness.

"Your Majesty, why are you here? The night is heavy and I don't add more clothes. ”

She lowered her hand a little embarrassed, and ordered someone to cook ginger soup to ward off the cold, seeing that his expression was displeased, and there was still anger on his face, her voice became more and more pleasant.

"I came to see you, it seems like I haven't seen you in a long time."

"The concubine knows that His Majesty's state affairs are heavy, and the concubine misses Your Majesty very much."

She blew the ginger soup cold, scooped a spoonful and fed it to Nanli, who swallowed it with a smile.

"It's nice to have you." His tone was full of loneliness, and he sounded hurt. The woman looked at the man quietly as he finished the bowl of ginger soup. only tentatively spoke.

"Why is Your Majesty so worried, I wonder if the concubine will have the honor to relieve Your Majesty's worries?" She gently kneaded his temples with her hands, kneading his shoulders to soothe him as much as possible, and seeing the tiredness on his face dissipate a little.

He said helplessly, "It's all a picture, if it weren't for that picture, I wouldn't be so worried." ”

"What picture? The concubine was very curious. ”

Nanli took out the picture and opened it, Nangong Yi glanced at it lightly, just a glance, she looked at those symbols and felt a slight headache, which was clearly the text of the underworld, similar to the runes of the underworld. After all, she had lived there for a long time, so she didn't know much about it, but she became more and more curious about what kind of person could know so much about the underworld.

Although the content of this question has little to do with the underworld, the question is written by the underworld rune, which shows that the other party has a more or less connection with the underworld. She was thinking about it, Nanli looked at her in a trance, and called her several times but didn't respond.

He shook her slightly, and she came to her senses, "Your Majesty." The concubine was rude. ”

Only then did she plead guilty, "What is my Tao?" It's just some tricks, Your Majesty, look at these irregular stars, don't they look like some kind of character? ”

Nanli took a closer look, and this was true, but he had never been exposed to this kind of writing, so he couldn't make out the discernment, so he was still a little troubled. When he saw Yiqing's eyebrows, he asked, "Then Qing'er knows what these characters mean?" ”

"The concubine naturally knows, but why did the concubine tell Your Majesty?" She laughed, her eyes rolling all the time, not knowing what she was thinking.

Nanli hugged her and let her sit on top of her, "Because, you are my person, who are you going to tell me if you don't tell me?" ”

"Say, what do you want?"

She put her arms around the man's neck, "The concubine wants it, Your Majesty's favor for a lifetime." ”

Nan Li thought that she would want to be promoted, or rewarded, but she never thought that what she wanted was so simple, and she was a little blind.

"Well, I promise you the love of your life."

"Can you tell me?" He stroked her head tenderly.

"Nature."