The fortune teller, who was dressed in red and had the word "fortune operator" written on the long banner in his hand, did not have the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, but smiled gracefully, raised his thumb with his sleeves, and praised: "Miss is not only beautiful, but also has excellent eyesight." ”

Xi Jiangyue looked at this man who was very different from the ordinary roadside gods, and felt that the blood-colored red clothes were becoming more and more disobedient.

"In the next divination, since childhood, I will touch my bones and look at the face, divination and hexagram, not Miss Fang's name......" The self-proclaimed divination operator of divination, smiled at Xijiangyue, looked at the stunning girl in front of him, and a pair of Danfeng eyes seemed to be full of peach.

"Don't see? Your fortune teller name is interesting. Mu Yi suddenly stepped forward, blocked in front of Bu Shi, and also clenched his outstretched hand tightly, and laughed: "Sir, can you calculate a hexagram for me?" ”

With that, Mu Yi's left hand became stronger, and the scabbard of the short sword in his right hand also slapped heavily on Bu Jianchun's cheek.

Bu saw that he was in pain, but the smile on his face was still the same, he pretended to pinch his fingers, his face was shocked, and he said with great joy: "The son's life is extremely valuable, and he will definitely be able to rise in the future." ”

"Oh?" Mu Yi patted his already thin cheek with the scabbard in his hand, as if he was very curious, "Sir, I want to tell me what kind of precious method my life grid is." ”

He was born in the mountains since he was a child, if he hadn't been able to learn swords from the crane immortals who were the first in the world to use swords after meeting Xijiang Yue, he would definitely be the same as those mountain villagers who only knew food and clothing at this moment.

Where is the precious word of life?

"Childe, look at the dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes you were born with, and the purple gas lingers between your eyebrows, isn't this the face of extreme wealth?" Bu saw this, and his face suddenly became depressed, "It's just ......"

Xijiang Yue's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and she learned to see the previous words, and said: "It's just that someone deliberately wants to change your life, and you have to find something to solve it." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! The young lady really has a discerning eye. Bu saw that the red robe floated with his body, and his appreciation was even more overflowing.

Mu Yi gently waved the rune paper drawn by the yellow paper and red pen in his hand, and smiled at the thin man in red in front of him, "The thing you just said to dissolve is this spirit rune?" ”

Bu saw that something was wrong, but before he could speak, the scabbard of the short sword in Mu Yi's hand had already been slammed down.

"Oops!" Seeing that it hurt, Bu hurriedly protected his head with both hands while dodging, "The hero spares his life, he can't slap his face!" Can't be slapped in the face! ”

"Can't be slapped in the face?" Mu Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, snorted coldly, but the scabbard in his hand became more and more tricky towards the coquettishly dressed Bu Jian.

After dozens of strokes, he felt relieved, and saw that the coquettishly dressed god stick threw away his armor and fled in a hurry, and then followed Xi Jiangyue towards the direction of the military mansion.

Xi Jiangyue looked back, and saw the man in the bewitching red clothes behind him limping away, his mouth moving slightly, but the robe on his body seemed to be dripping blood.

"Sister, someone is coming." Mu Yi's words brought Xijiangyue back to her senses.

I saw a team of people who looked like small maids on the long street not far away, hurrying over.

The middle-aged man led by him, wearing a wide-sleeved placket robe, walked in front of people to show his majestic and elegant clothes.

A man who is not confused, surrounded by many young maids behind him, not only does he not show his old age, but he is even more elegant and handsome.

"Yue'er, you're back."

Xi Jiangyue looked at the second uncle Xi Sui'an, who had been separated for seven years in front of her, and her second uncle Xi Sui'an, who was so cold as her, couldn't help but be a little surprised in her heart.

These were originally the things that the housekeepers and maids in the house did, and they didn't want the elders of the West family, who were not named but had real power, to come to greet her in person.

"Yue'er has seen the second uncle." Xi Jiangyue leaned over and saluted, although she had been in Wuling Mountain for seven years, the number of etiquette she should have at this moment still made people unable to find the slightest fault.

"Yue'er has been tired for a long time, and it is not easy to see her family, so don't worry about those red tapes." Xi Sui'an is open-minded in his words and deeds, and he does not have the head of the family of the family at all.

Xi Jiangyue had been following Xi Sui'an half a step away, and her voice was soft, "Why did the second uncle come in person?" ”

"My Xijia went to Wuling Mountain to pray for the prosperity of the family for seven years, and the heroic concubine has returned, my second uncle came out to greet him, why not?" Xi Sui'an's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard the virtuous name of the eldest lady of the Xi family who came from afar.

Xi Jiangyue heard this, but smiled silently.

These two uncles will build momentum! actually said that seven years ago, she followed Tsurumi to Wuling Mountain to recuperate.

When a group of people walked to the front of the military mansion, they saw that under the steep eaves of the high gate in front of them, a gilded plaque was hung, and the five characters of the military mansion were made in the royal pen on the plaque.

It's so angry!

At this moment, the middle door of the military mansion was wide open, and the knee-high threshold was like a barrier, separating many people and things in the world from this high gate and deep courtyard.

Xijiang Yueqing's cold eyebrows and eyes slowly swept across the scene and object in front of her, and some residual childhood memories surged up like a tide.

It stands to reason that only the head of the family and the respected people in the clan, or the heroes of the family are qualified to go through this middle gate, and ordinary women in the clan, even if they are mother-in-law and young lady, unless they have a fate, they rarely let the family open the door so widely.

"Yue'er, go home with your uncle." Xi Sui'an's voice pulled Xi Jiangyue's thoughts back.

But in the blink of an eye, Xi Jiangyue's thoughts had returned to normal, and she followed Xi Sui'an into the middle gate of the Xifu to join the army, looking calm, smiling lightly!

The courtyard of the military mansion is wide, and everyone bypasses the wall built by the tall white marble, and they feel refreshed, and the scorching air around them has also become cool in an instant because of entering this quiet courtyard.

If it is said that the plaque of the previous royal pen and the white marble shadow wall show the grace and wealth of the military mansion, then at this moment, the courtyard is full of green bamboo as the road, and the gurgling water is the ultimate elegance.

The foreground makes people think that Zhumi might as well flow through the water, and the mountain is high and does not hinder Bai Yunfei's words.

Ordinary people only say that they are straight to the point, but in this military house, they are open to elegance and grace.

After everyone passed through the Jiuqu corridor and entered the flower hall, Xijiang Yue bowed down with Anxing to the west, "Yue'er meets the second uncle." ”

"Over the years, Yue'er has suffered outside." Xi Sui An Lian asked the servant woman to step forward to support Xi Jiangyue, among the children and nephews, his favorite was the girl in front of him, "Your father is in the ancestral hall, go quickly." ”

Xijiangyue bid farewell to Xi Sui'an, and then followed the maid straight to the ancestral hall.

Seven years ago, the departure of his mother made this man, who had high hopes from the Western family, collapse.

From then on, he would only hide in his room and chant prayers, passively avoiding the world.

She has been away for seven years, and has received countless letters from her second uncle and brothers and sisters in the clan in Wuling Mountain, and even the third uncle, who has been the least close to her since she was a child, has also sent someone to send things, but this biological father has not said a word.