Chen Jianping was just about to draw his sword and take a step, when his ears "buzzed", and the murderous aura that filled his whole body receded like a tide, and in an instant, Chen Jianping only felt that the sky was spinning in his head.

When Chen Jianping fixed his eyes again, he couldn't help but be shocked again, only to see the Taoist boy standing next to the Confucian student, dressed in white and blue hat, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, not as crooked as just now, his eyes were staring at a hexagram book in his hand, and he didn't glance at himself at all.

The Confucian man shook his feather fan, smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Chen Jianping and said, "This strong man, good sword!

At this time, a cool breeze blew, Chen Jianping couldn't help but shiver, a few drops of rain fell in the air, and after a while, the sound of "ticking" on the roof tiles on the street changed from slow to urgent, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Pedestrians on the street hurriedly sheltered from the rain, the originally bustling alleys, all of a sudden people walked the alleys empty, and in an instant, the streets were quiet only to hear the sound of rain, and the people who took shelter from the rain under the eaves looked strangely at Chen Jianping, who was standing motionless in the rain.

After a long time, Chen Jianping turned around slightly, slowly walked to the hexagram stall, bowed slightly, and said: "The kid was rude, he bumped into Mr., please don't blame Mr!"

The man's eyes paused on Chen Jianping, coughed dryly twice, and said with a smile: "What the young man said, he was abrupt and presumptuous!"

Chen Jian sat down slowly, staring suspiciously at the Dao Tong next to him, the Dao Tong seemed to be aware of it, twisted his body to the side, but his eyes never left the hexagram book in his hand.

Chen Jianping felt a little embarrassed, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, spread them on the table, and said: "I want to ask Mr. to buy a hexagram, and the gentleman asks about misfortune and blessing, and ...... below."

Speaking of this, the man waved his hand at Chen Jianping, signaling Chen Jianping not to go on, and then, pinching his long beard, said: "Young man, everything in the past and present life, blessings and misfortunes, has been determined by heaven, why do you need to count it?"

Chen Jianping raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "Oh, in that case, dare to ask Mr., why do you still have to set up this hexagram stall? If it is as Mr. said, wouldn't this hexagram stall be redundant?"

When the man heard this, he laughed and said: "The red dust and turbidity waves will never stop, all living beings are obsessed, and the bustling people in the world are just doing the word 'profit', which is all mediocre people, and since there are mediocre people in the world, I will have to be a hexagram stall!"

Chen Jianping arched his hand and said: "Mr. Gao, although he was born in the middle of all living beings, he didn't want to be a mediocre person, since this is the case, he bothered ...... in the next" After saying that, he wanted to get up and leave, but the Confucian student listened, pinched his long beard, and laughed out loud.

Chen Jianping asked, "Why is the gentleman laughing?"

The Confucian laughed and said, "I laugh at Shaoxia, you are indeed not a mediocre person, in my opinion, you are really an idiot!"

Chen Jianyi frowned and asked, "Why did Mr. say this?"

The Confucian looked embarrassed, pondered for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "Okay, if you can meet Shaoxia here today, that is fate, I will send Shaoxia two sentences in the future!"

Young and young, without relatives and for no reason, the future is impermanent, empty and self-suffering.

Wasted to find a place to live, turned into flowing water and never returned.

After writing, he threw away the pen, looked at Chen Jianping with a smile, and said in a deep tone: "Shaoxia, what you want and want, after all, is the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, but you can't get it, or the sentence 'In the past and present life, blessings and misfortunes, all things have been determined by heaven' If you are obsessed with this again, wouldn't you be an idiot?"

Chen Jianping looked at the two sentences on the table in a daze, these two sentences did not match the preamble, and the upper and lower sentences were not neatly opposed, but in Chen Jianping's opinion, it seemed to touch the deepest part of his heart, he looked up blankly and asked: "Dare to ask Mr., what is this last sentence......?"

The Confucian student waved his hand, interrupted Chen Jianping's words, and said coldly: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed!

Chen Jianping stared at this Confucian student deeply, no longer said more, nodded slightly, breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and left, the Confucian student behind him shook his head and said: "Hey, Shaoxia, you have a peerless treasure, and it coincides with an adventure, he is not a thing in the pool at the end of the day, but his heart is so obsessed, hey...... Pity...... What a pity!"

When Chen Jianping heard this, although he was shocked, he never looked back, took a big step in the rain, and walked towards the inn, and there was a faint sound of laughter from behind him.

Xuanyu Gate, Ziyun Palace, Ningxin Hall.

Above Ningxin Hall, a long table of willow bent wood is slightly old, placed in the center, often sitting quietly, and a jujube red brocade box is placed in the corner of the table.

Liu Xiao asked, "Senior brother, Senior Brother Guo is here, but what is the important matter?"

Chang Jing straightened his sleeves and said unhurriedly: "It's nothing, I came in a hurry, talked a few words, left a brocade box and left." ”

Liu Xiao glanced at the jujube red brocade box on the table, and asked puzzledly: "Brocade box? Senior Brother Guo has always been entangled in everything, and he came all the way to send a brocade box?"

Chang Jing shook his head, got up slowly, waved his hand and said, "Hey, it's all some trivial matters, Senior Brother Liu, sit down." ”

Liu Xiao sat next to him, looking at Chang Jing inexplicably, a little servant had already handed over tea, Liu Xiao asked, "Senior brother, but what happened?"

Chang Jing didn't answer, looked at the little guy who turned around, sighed leisurely, and said, "Senior brother, when the three of us went up the mountain to learn art, we were also at such an age!"

When Liu Xiao heard this, he was slightly stunned, put down the tea bowl he picked up again, and said a little impatiently: "How many years ago, Senior Brother, you deadlifted me and Senior Brother Chang Jing up the mountain, so dignified, what are you doing with these?"

Chang Jing smiled at the corner of her mouth and said: "Do you still remember, at that time, before evening class, you always went to the stone bridge in the back mountain to fish for shrimp, and every time you got wet, I and Senior Brother Chang Jing didn't know how much I was scolded for you." ”

Liu Xiao took a sip of tea and said, "Senior Brother Chang Jing was always crying at that time, it's really funny to think about it!"

Chang Jing shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Chang Jing is weak on the outside, but he is resolute in his heart, steady in his work, and very careful in his thoughts, that is, you are the most uneasy, you have cultivated for decades, and your temperament is still the same as before, and you have not restrained at all, how can I rest assured that this is called brother?"

Liu Xiao looked indifferent, and said with a big sting: "Hey, senior brother, you still don't know? I'm afraid you've said this thousands of times, junior brother, I have this kind of character, if you want to change, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult!"

Chang Jing shook his head and said: "Hey, everything else is fine, but you are the only one here, I really can't rest assured for my brother, in case something happens to him in the future, if you make him temperamental, how can these juniors control you, and I am afraid that my brother will do something out of the ordinary......"

Liu Xiao put the tea bowl on the table and said impatiently: "With Senior Brother here, what can I do out of the ordinary? ”

Chang Jing smiled bitterly and said, "If this can be the case, then it is really a matter of heaven." As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked the brocade box on the table, sighed, and said slowly: "I always want to go back to the stone bridge where we were young......

With the sound of light footsteps, Tian Youren walked in from outside the door, and said after saluting Chang Jing and Liu Xiao: "Uncle Qiyu, I got the news this morning that Nalan Kang, the master of Juxian Hall, has passed away!"

Liu Xiao exclaimed: "It's dead! Nalan Kang is dead! How did he die?"

Geng Jingyun replied: "Juxiantang said that it was the end of his life, but it is rumored under the mountain that Nalan Kang was careless in his work, went mad, and died violently!"

Chang Jing asked seriously, "Is this news reliable?"

Tian Youren said: "It will never be wrong, this morning, Juxian Hall has sent someone to report, Juxian Hall is filial piety for the hall master, and will not send people to participate in our sacrifice to the heavens." ”

Liu Xiao muttered: "Nalan Kang, Nalan Kang, who would have thought that a character like him would actually ...... , which is enough to shake the world. ”

Chang Jing pondered for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "The old man of Nalan actually passed away, it is really a pillar lost in the south sky!"

Tian Youren said: "What's even more strange is that Nalan Kang's daughter Nalan Crescent is nowhere to be found now, according to the disciple's opinion, the matter of Juxian Hall may not be as simple as it seems!"

Liu Xiao waved his hand and said: "Whether it's simple or complicated, let's ignore it, he has always been lonely in Juxian Hall, and rarely walks under the mountain, so why bother with him." With that, he got up and wanted to leave.

Juxian Hall is located in the southwest frontier, and the whole hall is indigenous to southern Xinjiang, not orthodox in Middle-earth, so it rarely gets involved in Middle-earth affairs, and the world only knows that he is a new sect that has risen this year, and the others know very little.

Chang Jing gave Tian Youren a few simple instructions, but he didn't take this matter to heart, and at this moment, a young disciple dressed as a layman walked into the hall, bowed his head, and said: "Master Qi, Zhao Junxian, Jiang Qichen, and Chen Jianping, the three senior brothers, have not heard from them since they came down the mountain. ”

Chang Jing asked, "What does it mean that there is no news, you can make it clear!"

The young disciple hurriedly said: "Uncle Qiyu, the disciple is in charge of the carrier pigeon in the palace, according to the custom, where there is a disciple going down the mountain for business, if there are no special circumstances, the carrier pigeon will be sent back every day, reporting the whereabouts of the day, after Zhao Junxian's three senior brothers went down the mountain, the disciple only received a reply, the letter said that they had successfully arrived at Donghua Mountain, and there was no reply. ”

Chang Jing asked anxiously, "Have you ever sent a carrier pigeon to inquire?"

The young disciple said in a panic: "Three waves have been sent, but it seems to have sunk into the sea, and there is no news!"

Liu Xiao was originally going to leave, but when he heard this, he slapped the case and shouted: "Confused things, why do you report it now!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky in mid-air, and Qi Bin, a disciple of the head of Xuanyu Sect, came uninvited, only to see that he had arrived in front of the hall in an instant, taking three steps and making two steps, and entering the hall.