Although it is a spring solstice, the weather is still not very warm.

Recently, the capital has not been very peaceful, there are very few people on the street, there are few pedestrians on Ningrong Street, and even a few antique shops are half-open.

The shopkeepers are all looking forward to the chaos passing as soon as possible, and the most rare thing in this world is peace, especially for ordinary people, who are not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but are afraid of natural and man-made disasters.

The old ladies and gentlemen of Rongning Erfu were also more or less affected, but they didn't dare to go out and fool around, and only messed around with the concubines and maids at home, and the ladies were relieved.

Another good thing is that there are a lot of people who have come to visit recently.

Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng didn't talk about it, and even Mrs. Xing received a lot of posts and received a lot of gifts.

Tanchun and Baochai hurriedly went to Sister Lin's place, and Tanchun held a post in his hand.

The two of them entered the house, handed the cloak to Zijuan and took it down, and turned their heads to see Xichun lying on the couch to rest.

On the other side of the window, Sister Lin is playing chess with Yingchun, the two of them are talking about chess skills, Yingchun has to be more skilled, but Daiyu will always have a lot of wonderful ideas, and the clever tricks she makes can make Yingchun take the test for a long time.

"Today, the young lady of the Ministry of Industry Shangshu sent a good Nanzhu, and I want to ask for a talisman."

Tanchun showed a wry smile on his face, and he also showed a little apology.

"It's hard to refuse."

Daiyu also sighed: "There are more and more people who want to ask for amulets, it seems that the capital has been really not peaceful recently." ”

Tanchun thinks more than the sisters in the family, as she gets older, when she needs to socialize, but Jia's mother only likes to sit high and enjoy the filial piety of the children, and Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xing go out to socialize, and never take them.

The rules of the Jia family, Miss Boudoir does not see outsiders.

Tanchun knows in her heart that her future marriage is all in the hands of her mother-in-law, and over the years, she has not flattered her mother-in-law, but whenever she has a little opportunity, she herself wants to work hard.

Even if her mother will not pit her in the future, those noble ladies in the capital don't know that the Jia family still has her as a young lady, and a good marriage will not fall from the sky.

Her father is only a member of the Ministry of Labor of Wupin, and relying on the power of Rongguo Mansion, her daughter is definitely not in demand in the marriage market in the capital.

Willing to marry her, in addition to the Jinshi from a poor family, there are only concubines from the same family, however, now the capital also pays attention to marrying a girl and marrying a high, if her reputation is excellent, it is not without a chance, after all, she is the young lady of Rongguofu, and her mother was born in the Wang family, and the cards in her hand are not very bad.

Now because of the incident in Beijing, many people are uneasy and want to ask Fang Ruohua for the talisman of Fang Ruohua Fang Zhenren.

But there are few charms that can be taken out from the illusion of reality, it is not a matter of money, the charms of the illusion of reality are not expensive, like this kind of talisman, the highest is only ten taels of silver, and the cheapest is even only a few lines of money.

Expensive and cheap are only due to different materials, the shelf life is long and short, and the utility is not too much.

But the illusion of reality is limited, and the only one who can really make a good possession talisman is Fang Ruohua.

There is a limit to the number of amulets that can be produced each month.

The nobles in the capital are well-informed, who doesn't know that Fang Zhenren loves Lin Daiyu, the daughter of Lord Lin's family the most, and will never treat her badly, if there are good things, she will also use them tightly.

Those who can't find it in the illusion of reality, why don't they hit the idea on the young lady of the Rongguo Mansion.

Now that the demons and monsters are wandering in the capital, no matter how high the status is, no matter how powerful the power is, no matter how much money there is, who can escape when they encounter those dirty things? Which demon cares about your identity?

The nobles in the capital don't look at the different temperaments, and some are proud, but most of the communication skills are quite good, but if the family really cares for their daughters, they will not be taught to be arrogant.

Rongguofu is only second- or third-rate in the capital now, but when they are willing to make friends with the Sanchun sisters, they can also make the sisters of Jiafu feel like the bright moon held by the stars in an instant.

Tanchun's heart can't help but be lively, she can see herself clearly, so she doesn't want to cling to the powerful, she just wants people to know her temperament and temperament, so that she can learn her appearance, and she will not end up in the future.

In recent days, only the three girls have been the most active in exploring spring, and they have contacted the daughters in the capital.

Daiyu also knew Tanchun's thoughts, and did not despise it because of this, but pitied these sisters in her heart.

She has always been a person with a cold face and a hot heart, only looking forward to the good of her sisters, the talisman of illusion and reality, Fang Ruohua prepared a lot for her, in addition to worrying about her safety, she also wanted her to use it as a favor, and now she naturally does not hesitate.

In the past few days, Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng have been more attentive to Sanchun, especially Wang Xifeng, she was originally a strong face, but recently she used the face of the illusion of reality, and she even used her eight-sided exquisite means to make a happy one in front of those noble ladies and noblewomen.

The sisters sat together, and there were no outsiders, so they couldn't help but say a few private words, and the girl was always looking forward to the future, but also a little worried.

It's Daiyu, seeing that the sisters don't have much confidence in the future, and they can only resign themselves to fate for the future, they can't help but feel sad.

She occasionally wondered if everyone was as strong as her senior sister, wouldn't she have such worries.

Senior sister has been alone, she can do whatever she wants, who will say that she is not? That is to say, how can the senior sister care?

"Huh? What is that? ”

Si Qi was making tea for his own girl, and suddenly raised his head, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost poured the tea on the chessboard.

At this time, it was getting late, and the sun was setting, and a cloud of green jade-like smoke suddenly drifted from the dark red sky.

Above the clouds, sat a woman.

Xichun got up from the couch, put on his shoes and went out, Daiyu and Tanchun, Yingchun, and Baochai also hurriedly followed.

Not only them, but also the masters and slaves of all sizes in Jiafu walked into the courtyard, some with strange expressions, some with frightened faces, and everyone exchanged heads and talked about each other.

The streets have long been chaotic.

Whether it is a peddler or a pawn, or a dignitary, everyone stops and everyone is surprised.

Above the clouds, the woman let out a long laugh, and suddenly stretched out her long sleeves and danced.

There is no sound or joy, only the sunset and the breeze are the company, and the clouds in the sky should be harmonious, but this dance, the wind and clouds change color.

Almost everyone was hooked.

Daiyu only felt a chill on her body, came back to her senses, turned her head to look around, and many maids and servants around her stared at the immortals dancing above the clouds in a daze, her expression was in a trance, she called several times, but no one answered.

"It's hot."

Yingchun grabbed the purse sent by the illusion of reality, the purse was so hot that they also woke up in horror and looked at each other.

Daiyu hurriedly went back to the room and took out the box, took out all the talismans, and went straight to Jia Mu.

Mother Jia is still sober, Daiyu can't forget her old man if she has any good things, she loves the two jades the most, and what Daiyu has added is that she will not cherish a stitch and a thread, and always take it with her.

At this time, seeing a few girls thinking about her, Jia's mother was also relieved, hugged Daiyu with one hand, and told the mandarin ducks to quickly take a look around, so as not to let the family have an accident, so she changed her clothes and went out in person.

At this time, there was a great chaos on the streets of the capital.

As the fairy danced on the clouds, the sun was obscured little by little, and the sky was pitch black, only above the blue jade clouds, the light was blazing.

Men, women, and children were all demented, and the patrolling soldiers threw knives and guns, eating, drinking, and even dishes and chopsticks, and everyone was in a daze.

Jia Muhe had seen such a situation, and for a while he clenched the Buddha beads on his wrist, grabbed the amulet given by Daiyu, and recited Amitabha Buddha directly.

Everyone in the palace was still safe, and the emperor also raised his eyes to look, and he also saw the people in the air, his face faintly darkened.

It was only because the fairy was getting closer and closer to him, high up, overlooking the palace, although he was dancing, but the feeling of seeing his emperor as an ant, he could not have felt it more clearly.

The emperor never thought that there would be such a dance in the world.

Maybe from now on, he will never be able to enjoy singing and dancing again, and singing and dancing will be extinct in the capital.

Legend has it that Chang'e is good at dancing, but the one in front of her is not like Chang'e, but like the devil, the stage is beautiful, but it makes people crazy......

It's not crazy, the demented people outside the palace are gradually going crazy, biting each other, fighting, and slashing people like crazy.

The emperor even sent out the forbidden army, all of them wearing amulets, but they were still occasionally affected, and their qi and blood were boiling and surging.

The fairy on the cloud jumped more and more excitedly, and every move brought out one piece of blue light after another, and under the radiation, countless people went crazy for it.

Jumping and jumping, the woman suddenly laughed, and said with a long smile: "Yuerin, what do you think?" Tsukirin, what do you think? ”

She said, raising her eyebrows at the people below, "Taking mortals as sacrifices is a little aggrieved, well, but it's nothing, I'm not picky." ”

Countless people who were still awake felt trembling all over, and the fear in their hearts spread.

The emperor's face was dark, and there were more and more complicated thoughts in his mind, only to hear the demon on the cloud and ask with a smile: "Yuerin, how is my dance, should I be the first in Kunlun?" ”

Inside the illusion of reality

Fang Ruohua raised his head and looked at her carefully for a long time, and ordered: "Prepare more talismans." ”

Before the words fell, he untied the cloak on his shoulder, threw it on Mei Shu on the side, and pulled out a black sheath treasure knife from his sleeve.

In the palace, a sword screamed twice, and shook it twice aggrievedly, as if he felt that the master was using other weapons, and was very dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to leave the palace after all.

Fang Ruohua closed his eyes and thought for three minutes, then flew up and landed on the glass bridge in the illusion view, his body spinning, sometimes with a sharp sword light, sometimes flying in the wind.

Many human heads appeared one after another from the left and right, not far or close, and these people all withdrew their eyes from the demons in the clouds above their heads and landed on their own real people.

Li Maocai was even more intent.

Fang Ruohua's knife posture is not normal, nor is it impermanent, it seems to be at hand, moving with her mood, it is obviously a murderous knife technique, looking at it for a while, but it seems to be dancing.

Should it be dancing?

Li Maocai's heart moved, and he glanced at the demon above his head again, and this look turned to surprise.

It was as if a fine and dense layer of fluorescence had fallen from the sky, falling on the tips of his master's hair, on the hem of his clothes, and on the collar and cuffs embroidered with gold and silver threads.

For a moment, the wind became gentle, and the onlooker's body was faintly a strange restlessness, and the heat flowed in from the mouth and nose, slowly flowing in the body, dispelling the cold in the heart.

The demonic, unstoppable dance on the clouds is still there, but in the illusion view, everyone seems to be unable to let themselves be distracted anymore.

The owner of his own house and the other party are obviously one in the sky and the other on the ground, and the owner of his own house is even just wearing an old jacket and skirt, and he is still holding a murder weapon in his hand, and he is even careless, as if he is not dancing.

However, at this moment, they are only willing to look at the crude knife dancer, and they are not willing to look at the fairy beauty.

In the blink of an eye, the light in the sky became brighter and brighter, more and more, sprinkled little by little on the illusion of reality, sprinkled on Fang Ruohua's body.

Li Maocai thought, Guan Lord, about an immortal.

Except for immortals, who is willing to shine even the stars in the sky when practicing martial arts?

"It turned out to be true."

Li Maocai exhaled, "It turned out that it wasn't a dream. ”

I remember that day, he also inadvertently saw his master practicing, as if he saw a light falling from the sky, and in his obsession, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Where does the light come from?" ”

The master casually replied, "Hmm, the stars in the sky? ”

At that time, the master said carelessly, and the other brothers just regarded it as a joke, and it was not that there was no martial function in this world that caused people to lose their senses, just like Bai Dongfeng, an elder in the Huashan Sword Sect, as soon as the sword technique came out, everyone could see a cluster of fire from it.

Therefore, Bai Dongfeng also has a nickname, which is the Fire Phoenix.

In fact, many people understand in their hearts that it is an illusion brought about by the other party's special moves.

Everyone also felt that the vision shown by their master when he practiced martial arts was also the illusion and illusion that her martial arts were superb, and he used to think like this, but as everyone's martial arts cultivation became higher and higher, the more they looked at the master, the more unfathomable they felt.

Fang Ruohua danced the knife carelessly, but his figure rose higher and higher, flying from the glass trestle to the roof, and from the roof, to the sky.

Everyone watched in amazement, and she climbed the ladder step by step to the sky.

She didn't look at the fairies or demons dancing in the clouds, but just followed her knife and her heart, quietly dancing her body.

As soon as she spun and stretched out her hand, countless stars scrambled to fly in front of her, surrounding her, dancing in her palms, and spreading a large sea of stars under her feet.

Vast swaths of starlight lit up the sky.

The clouds dispersed, the sun was not set, but the moon rose into the sky, brighter and brighter than ever.

As soon as Fang Ruohua flicked her sleeves, the starlight in her hands fell one after another, falling on the mountain, in the river, on the street, on the head, body, eyes, and heart of pedestrians.

The entangled madmen also seemed to break free from their dreams in an instant, and they were all startled when they looked at each other.

"Ouch, my mother."

The father who was holding his son and gnawing vigorously hurriedly held the child in his arms, and the child cried loudly, but he refused to let go of his hand holding his father's hair.

There was chaos on the street again, but this chaos was full of fireworks in the world.

After a while, everyone finally quieted down, and they all looked up at Fang Ruohua and looked at the boundless sea of stars on her body.

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