The night is clear. The moon hangs higher.

On the outskirts of the city, two dark and slender figures walked one after the other.

Both were dressed in night clothes.

The man in front of him walked vainly, looking around from time to time, as if he was watching out for someone's follow, and as if he was exploring something.

He had feminine facial features, a handsome appearance, a seven-colored crystal bone folding fan in his hand, and muttered curse-like vague words in a low voice.

The man behind him had a pale face, an indifferent expression, and his temperament faded into red dust.

The two of them walked for a while, and came to the edge of an old tree that was coiled and crouched.

The man in front of him stopped and dismantled the bone fan one by one into seven crystal strips of different colors.

Facing the direction of the Big Dipper, with his back against the ancient tree, he knelt down reverently and placed a seven-star array on the ground.

Looking up at the stars, looking down at the earth's veins, muttering something, and repeatedly adjusting the formation.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, put away the crystal bone, and put back a folding fan in three or two clicks.

Glancing at the man behind him, "That stinky Taoist priest didn't lie to anyone in the afternoon—there is indeed something in his head now." But it's not what you're looking for, I can't say. ”

"Then let's go down and have a look."

There was not a trace of emotion in Ling Shang's voice, as if he had no expectation of what was going to happen next.

Yan Huan was already accustomed to Ling Shang's appearance of being dead or alive, so he didn't say much, and began to set up the formation neatly.

The bone-folding fan in his hand opened at once, and fanned it towards several specific positions on the ground—naturally, it was fanned according to the seven-star formation that had just been adjusted.

In the blink of an eye, seven sparks lit up on the dry and barren land.

If you look down, these seven Void Flames are still a game of Seven Star Arrays.

Yan Huan put away the bone folding fan in a dashing manner, and slapped it a few times in the palm of his left hand, "Laugh at my hypocrisy, please take care of yourself - I have done enough of the lack of virtue in digging people's ancestral graves, and I can live in peace without taboos, and I still care what these feng shui rules do, right?" ”

Ling Shang only listened to the wind, "Can you go down?" ”

"Wait a little longer......" Yan Huan's expression suddenly became solemn.

Ling Shang was not in a hurry, he waited with his hands on his chest, looking up at the stars in the clear night sky.

After another moment, Yan Huan had already calculated the time in his heart.

The seven flames of the void are still lit.

He slapped the broken bone fan in the palm of his hand, "There is no thunder and rain, no strong winds, no sound of drums or strange animals...... You can go down! ”

Ling Shang was stunned and nodded slightly.

……

Yiyi light car arrived, early in the morning towards Weiyang.

Night Mushen woke up with a palpitation.

Although it was a hot summer, there was a large area of cold sweat on his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

Downstairs of the inn, there are many idlers who gather to gamble during the day.

Suddenly, I saw a handsome man in white clothes and white hair like snow coming down the stairs, and I couldn't help but shake my head and stare at him.

Ye Mushen never cared about people's strange eyes.

Sit down at a secluded table and beckon the store for breakfast and drinks.

A brightly dressed young man sat across from him, "This master, I think you fit your eyes well...... Why don't we make friends? ”

Ye Mu didn't raise his head, and he didn't bother to say a word.

The terrifying images of the dream lingered in my mind, and my heart was faintly sour.

Someone like him...... I shouldn't have any friends.

The man thought he was not saving face, and slapped the table angrily, and the wine and vinegar dishes on the table were shaken.

"Okay, you don't know how to lift, do you? Do you know whose territory this is? ”

Ye Mushen raised his head and glanced at him disdainfully, "You are the emperor's own child, give me too-get out." ”