Shi Yiguang's gaze fell on the name in the corner of the scroll. I breathed hard in my chest, and my heart ached. I couldn't help but bow my waist.

"What's wrong?" An Yang was on the side, looking at Shi Yiguang's sudden face, and asked with some concern.

Shi Yiguang endured the pain in his heart, raised his hand and waved.

Then the pain on his face dissipated, as if it had never been seen before.

She smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, it's just that the handwriting is too messy and I can't understand it." While speaking, Shi Yiguang got up: "I'm going back to endorse." ”

"Wait, you have some medicine on your face first." An Yang said, stretching out his hand to pull Shi Yiguang back.

With his hand stretched out, Shi Yiguang turned to dodge, then turned his head to look at An Yang and said with a smile: "It's okay, it'll be fine after a while." ”

After that, he didn't seem to pay attention to An Yang's hand stretched out and froze in the air, got up and walked out of the house with a haha.

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang's back, his brows furrowed, and he was puzzled.

Shi Yiguang walked straight outside the house. Mr. Sun was still standing in the courtyard with his head up, looking at the sky and muttering to himself.

Shi Yiguang leaned against the pillar outside the door and touched his heart with his hand. The pain in her heart made her breath short. She sat down slowly along the pillars. With a dull face, he raised his head and looked at the dark sky. On the surface is a dark and uncertain contemplation, which is elusive.

Shi Yiguang's days in Chu passed quickly, and after the Autumn Season, the autumn mood became stronger and stronger.

When Shi Yiguang was completely accustomed to the rhythm of life in the Chu State, he suddenly got up early one day and was ready to go out with Mr. Sun to Lingyin's Mansion.

I didn't think that in front of Mr. Sun's house, the oil lamp was lit, but I didn't see Mr. Sun's figure who had been waiting in front of the porch every day.

Shi Yiguang held the bamboo scroll, stepped forward, knocked on Mr. Sun's door, and whispered: "Sir? ”

Soon after the words were spoken, a figure was seen shaking, and then the door was pulled open from the inside. Shi Yiguang looked at Mr. Sun who opened the door, his face was unprecedentedly serious and heavy.

"What's wrong?" Shi Yiguang looked at Mr. Sun and asked puzzled.

Mr. Sun looked at Shi Yiguang, pursed his lips and did not speak. He stepped back a little and motioned for Shi Yiguang to enter the house.

Shi Yiguang was puzzled, and still walked into the house with a handful of bamboo rolls.

As soon as he entered the house, Shi Yiguang saw that An Yang, who had not been seen for many days, was also in the house.

"What's going on?" Shi Yiguang asked, walked to the table and sat down, and put the bamboo roll in his hand.

After speaking, Shi Yiguang's eyes fell on a small cloth placed in front of An Yang. She paused for a moment, then reached out and picked up the cloth on the table, and looked at the words written on it:

"The brother of the son will eventually be tired, and he will return as soon as possible." Shi Yiguang read softly. After reading it, he looked up at An Yang in front of him: "Is this for An Yangjun?" ”

An Yang nodded, looked at the cloth in Shi Yiguang's hand, rolled it up, and put it in his sleeve.

"Bingwen, we're going home, what about you?" Mr. Sun, who was behind him, closed the door, said, walked to Shi Yiguang's side and sat down.

"Homecoming?" Shi Yiguang turned his head to look at Mr. Sun: "Are you leaving Chu State?" ”

Mr. Sun nodded: "Do you want to come with us?" ”

Shi Yiguang looked at Mr. Sun, narrowed his eyebrows, then looked back at Anyang, then looked back at Mr. Sun, and said slowly: "I probably can't go to Wu Country with you." ”

"Do you know that we are from the Wu Kingdom?" Mr. Sun looked at Shi Yiguang and asked softly.

"The entire vassal state, the state of Jiachu. Except that Wu Yue's people dare to be willful and untie their hair. As he spoke, Shi Yiguang turned his head and looked at An Yangjun, who was sitting opposite, with black and green silk hanging down like a waterfall.

Mr. Sun looked at Shi Yiguang for a long time before he said leisurely: "Bingwen, are your scoundrels all appearances?" ”

Shi Yiguang listened, his eyebrows raised slightly, looked at Mr. Sun, and smiled: "It's not an appearance, it's a scoundrel by nature." ”

"The country children are naughty, but they can not be noticed in the slightest for half a year in the Chu State." As he spoke, Mr. Sun hooked his lips, looked at Shi Yiguang and smiled meaningfully: "It's me who has always underestimated you." ”

Shi Yiguang listened to Mr. Sun's words, looked up at him, a smile on the corner of his mouth, his face was indifferent, and the look of a scoundrel rose again: "Mr. asked me to pretend to be dumb." ”

"You're really pretending to be dumb as everyone thinks." Mr. Sun smiled knowingly, and then looked at Anyang.

An Yang on the side looked at Shi Yiguang steadily, with a tender pulse: "Are you really not going to go to Wu Country with us?" ”

Shi Yiguang turned his head, looked at An Yang, and shook his head firmly: "I can go anywhere in this life, but I will never go to Wu Kingdom." ”

"Why?" An Yang listened, the incomprehensible color between his eyebrows rose, and he looked at Shi Yiguang with a slight frown.

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang's slightly frowning brows, and said slowly: "Because I have taken a hexagram for myself." Wu Guo," Shi Yiguang said slowly, leaned forward, stretched out his hand, stroked An Yang's slightly frowning brows, and continued: "It's my place of death." ”

Outside, the sky had begun to light up, and the light of the oil lamp on the desk had become faint. Mr. Sun walked over and was about to blow out the oil lamp, when he heard Shi Yiguang's words.

He paused, turned around, and looked at Shi Yiguang sitting next to the table.

The room became quiet.

There was silence for more than a dozen breaths, and then, Mr. Sun walked to the table, sat down, and said slowly: "Actually, I have also taken a hexagram." ”

When Shi Yiguang heard this, he turned his head to look at Mr. Sun, but he was speechless.

"But the good hexagram is like the opposite." Mr. Sun said, his eyes swept over to Anyang, who was looking at Shi Yiguang.

"How's the hexagram?" Shi Yiguang tilted his head and looked at Mr. Sun who lived next to him.

Mr. Sun pursed his lips and didn't speak, just looked at Shi Yiguang with his eyes flickering.

He didn't say it, and it was also a dead hexagram. It's just Shi Yiguang's death hole for Wu State.

"In the hexagram, I am the death hole of Wu Guo." Shi Yiguang looked at Mr. Sun, smiled inexplicably, and said lightly.

When Mr. Sun heard this, he turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang, and his surprise reappeared: "Have you taken it?" ”

The hexagram of national fortune can not be accounted for by few people. Unless it is a teacher who has a deep knowledge of the true heritage and is gifted with wisdom. Mr. Sun looked at Shi Yiguang in front of him, and the unbelievable look in his eyes reappeared, he can take advantage of the fortune of the country at such an age, this is the ability to reach the sky?

Shi Yiguang looked at Mr. Sun, did not nod or shake his head, and only said: "So sir, Bingwen must not go to Wu with Mr. and Anyang." As he spoke, Shi Yiguang turned his head, looked at An Yang, raised his eyebrows and said.

The indifference of raising eyebrows, obviously still a child's age, has a charm that has never been seen before.

Mr. Sun's mouth opened and closed, and he didn't say anything after all.

He turned his head, looked at An Yang, and then hesitated: "In this case, do you want to stay in Chu State, or go back to Yuedi?" ”

Shi Yiguang tilted his head, looked at the desk in the house, and said, "Chu State, just stay in Chu State." ”