A pair of big watery eyes, Qiong's nose is straight, her neck is as white as jade, her body is plump, her hips are cocked, her jade legs are crystal long, and her ruddy lips open and close, revealing a sound that surrounds the beam.

Twelve dancing girls, like twelve elves, jade feet light, dancing, moving, they are pure, gentle as water, or charming, unrestrained like fire, or the two are mixed, not to be a thing.

Ding ding dong, the sound of the piano surrounds the ears, and the palace music plays non-stop.

"Thank you, who are you still thinking about, needlework, whether you know, green silk turns gray hair, the years are ashamed, when will you return.... ”

Eating deliciously, listening to the sounds of heaven, and watching the dance, Fu Cheng was treated like this for the first time.

Also, how can ordinary people have such enjoyment.

After three rounds of wine, the dishes have changed to five flavors, and the sky is approaching nightfall.

"I don't know, where is the ancestor of Brother Qingzhi, and I should thank you for the grace of reinvention in the future. ”

Swallowing the jade glass snake soup, Fu Cheng asked Qing Zhi.

"It's not a secret, the ancestors have been in retreat for countless years, and the foolish brother has never seen it. ”

A cup of Qiong juice jade dew into the stomach, the green burn is slightly melancholy.

The ancestor of the dragon clan, a big man who is on a par with the sky, is transcendent, and for more than ten years, the direct descendants of Qingzhi have not been able to meet each other.

"It's me who took the liberty of it, but how can I repay this grace of recreation?"

Not being able to see the ancestor of the dragon clan to solve his doubts, Fu Cheng felt regretful.

"Brother Fu Cheng is serious, the ancestors care about the common people, are compassionate, and it is reasonable to help Fu Cheng's brothers, and they do not want to reciprocate. ”

Is this really the case? These words are just a remark about the temperament of the old ancestor of the dragon clan.

Staggered, toasted and drank, Fu Cheng, Qingqing, and Qingzhi talked about life.

The big red bird next to him, facing a full table of delicious food, stretched out to the size of a stone table early, and let go of his stomach to eat.

Since the opening of the banquet, the big red bird is like the wind and clouds, all kinds of meat are not chewed, swallowed raw, the wine is not drunk cup by glass, pot filling, the words are confused and not very clear "Uh... Ben Sparrow... I eat... Drink, delicious".

Finally, in the big red bird a "this finch... drunk" in the feast ended.

After that, I tasted a few desserts, appreciated a few pieces of palace maid talents, and under the arrangement of Qing Zhi, Fu Cheng and Qingqing went to the dormitory to rest.

It's night, the moonlight is like water, and there's nothing to talk about......

The Six Beasts, in addition to the Six Divine Beast Races, all kinds of alien races, the mainstream is still the human race, as the "first city in the sea", the population of the Six Beasts is more than 50 million.

Early in the morning, after dinner, Fu Cheng and his entourage, under the leadership of Qing Zhi, went to the main street of the Six Beasts and the Six Beasts Street.

In order not to cause a commotion in the crowd, Qing Zhi specially used a magic weapon to hide his true face, and his entourage did not bring it.

The street of six beasts, into the eye is a prosperous and prosperous, busy traffic, bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, the avenue on both sides of the shops are clustered, hawkers push and sell, the sound of selling is endless.

"All the products in our store are 7% off, and the price is cheap. ”

"Donkey meat is burned, delicious in the world, large amount of meat, delicious somersault. ”

"Fire Impatiens Root, more than 1,000 years old, only this one, want to buy it as soon as possible. ”

"Southern black sesame paste, the choice of white-haired people. ”

The Six Beasts Street was full of people, hundreds of tribes came and went, and Fu Cheng and his party were crowded forward in the vast sea of people.

"Brother Qingzhi, that fortune teller is really as powerful as you said, and you can know where Brother Fu Cheng is looking for with a pinching of his fingers?"

Although Qingzhi has changed his appearance, Qingqing still feels unsafe, so he simply communicates and talks.

"The half-dead master is not comparable to those charlatans, and it seems that he is a 'god operator' who has given these three words great glory. ”

Qing Zhi responded with an unquestioning tone.

"The half-dead master, counting the heavens and the earth and calculating the affairs of the world, any heavenly opportunity is useless under his divination, and his father has special respect for him, and he is really a great master among capable people. ”

Qing Zhi's expression was respectful, presumably this half-dead master really had extraordinary skills.

"Oh, that's the half-dead master's divination place, the half-dead pavilion. ”

This time, Qing Zhi no longer transmitted, he pointed to a shop and said to Fu Cheng.

Half-dead pavilion, said to be a pavilion, in fact, it is also a boxy, one zhang long and one zhang wide small façade, not to mention luxurious and dignified, but there is an antique charm, which makes people feel chic and elegant at first glance.

It's not too far from the half-dead pavilion, Qing Zhi said as he walked, revealing a lot of the secrets of the wild history of the half-dead master.

Half-dead master, name unknown, age unknown, unfathomable cultivation, two thousand years ago settled in the six beasts, initially set up a stall at the gate of the city to tell the hexagram, divination for people, self-proclaimed "half dead", because the hexagram is extremely accurate, and gradually the name of "half dead" spread.

One day, a poor man sighed that fate was unfair, and wanted to seek death, "half dead" stopped him, "half dead" taught him "so and so" that there will be blessings in the future, sure enough, a few years later, the poor salted fish turned over quite successfully, in order to show the original "half dead" to save his life and guide the grace of the maze, he bought the façade of the Six Beasts Street and gave it "half dead".

Since then, the "half-dead pavilion" is located in the street of the six beasts, and the "half-dead" has also begun to survey feng shui for people, deduce the heavenly machine, for two thousand years, the "half-dead" reputation is prosperous, and the six beasts are known to everyone, so they have the title of "master", and call themselves "half-dead masters".

Just as Qing Zhi finished telling the secret of the half-dead master's wild history, the group of them also walked to the door of the half-dead pavilion.

Looking towards the half-dead pavilion, there are few things, but the arrangement makes people feel that they are suddenly separated from the world, obviously close in front of them, but they seem to be far away from the sky and cannot be touched.

There is a plaque made of ordinary wood on the beam of the door, the three words "half-dead pavilion" are written on it, the three words dragon and phoenix dance, such as the flow of clouds and flowing water, there is a rhyme flow of one stroke, after a long time, the gaze is as if it has taken root and it is difficult to move away from the cent, such as a little stone into gold, and the wooden plaque has been raised several times.

At the door of the half-dead pavilion, there is nothing else, the center of the façade is a gossip carving with a radius of half a zhang, on the gossip carving, there is a four-corner bronze case for divination, the body of the case is carved with a dense variety of mysterious symbols, these symbols are strange and difficult to distinguish, ordinary people can not understand at all.

There is an incense burner on the left side of the case, which must have been used for some years, and there are several small cracks in the body of the stove.

In other places on the case, there are a few copper coins, tortoise shells, a box of cinnabar, and a few pieces of yellow paper.

Behind the case, there is a gray and white powder wall, which occupies a large Tai Chi pattern, echoing with the four corners of the bronze case, and hiding the mystery.

The incense burned, the white smoke rose in the incense burner, and suddenly, the clouds and mist in the half-dead pavilion were swirling, and in this case, a confusing feeling burst head-on.

At this moment, at the end of the day, in the half-dead pavilion, there was no figure of the half-dead master, only a six or seven-year-old, soft and tender child, lying on the four-cornered bronze case dozing.

Suddenly, he heard a sound of footsteps approaching, and the little boy woke up excitedly, rubbed his eyes, pointed at Fu Cheng and the others in front of him, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "In Xia Nai, the half-dead master is proud of his protégé Ji Fa, that, you, you, you, and that bird, is there a person named Fu Cheng, quickly report my name." ”

Ji Fa is a big ghost, carrying one hand on his back, pointing with the other, under the banner of a half-dead master disciple, playing a majestic style, but Ji Fa's weak appearance, no matter how hard he tries, he can't put on the appearance of a senior master, and he can only look nondescript and cute.

However, Ji Fa's words revealed one point, Ji Fa clearly knew that there would be a person named Fu Cheng who would find the half-dead pavilion today!

How did Ji Fa know this? With the ingenuity of Fu Cheng and his party, it is not difficult to conclude that it must have been the half-dead master who instructed Ji Fa behind his back.

Predicting the future, just by virtue of this, the half-dead master is worthy of his name! Fu Cheng and his party are not in awe, and they are also looking forward to the true face of this half-dead master.

The fact is also the same, the reason why Ji Fa stayed in the half-dead pavilion early in the morning was because of the half-dead master's instructions!