Chapter 42: Scattered
The rain in Xuanming City, Ningyue County, Yangzhou seems to be more violent, and the grass and trees on the Black Jade Mountain have already been beaten by the violent wind and rain.
The walls of Xuanming City are different from the blue and gray bricks of other city walls, and its bricks are obsidian, which was transported from Zhuoguang Mountain, not far from Black Jade Mountain.
Some people may wonder why Xuanming City was not built on Zhuoguang Mountain, but on Black Jade Mountain?
Because Zhuoguang Mountain is an active volcano, obsidian is taken from the volcanic lava of Zhuoguang Mountain, which is not suitable for human habitation, so it is built on the Xuanming City.
And Xuanming City is also the only city in the forty-four counties of Yangzhou that is completely black.
Xuanming City is very big, how big is it?
The east foot of the Black Jade Mountain is the east gate of the Xuanming City, the west foot of the Black Jade Mountain is the west gate of the Xuanming City, the top of the Black Jade Mountain is the center of the Xuanming City, and the highest point is the bell and drum tower of the Xuanming City.
It is no exaggeration to say that this black jade mountain is just the scenery in the city of Youxuan City.
"It doesn't seem good for us to leave quietly like that. ”
Halfway up the Black Jade Mountain, it is also a restaurant near the inner city of Xuanming City, the nearly five-storey restaurant stands on this cliff, sitting on the upper floor of the restaurant, you can overlook the scenery of the outer city of Xuanming City, and you can listen to the natural sound of the mountain wind and rain roaring, of course, the natural sound is not pleasant at this moment.
The wind and rain hit the attic of the restaurant violently, but what was surprising was that the attic of the restaurant stood like a rock on the cliff, and there was no tilt at all.
And now in a wing room on the top floor of this Banxuan Restaurant, there are three people sitting, a snow-white woman leaning against the window, a pair of slender hands and skin like jade against the black and bright hair, opposite her sits an elegant and thin man who is sitting in a precarious position, and next to her there is a woman with a delicate and beautiful face, her eyebrows are slender and picturesque, but her eyes are cold.
What he just said was an elegant and thin man sitting in a precarious position.
"The people of the Xuan Ce Army asked the organization to do something, the organization sent us, and when we finish it, don't we have to report to the people of the Xuan Ce Army?
The snow-white woman leaning on the edge of the window was the woman who had indifferently emerged from the locust tree in Jia'an Village before.
"I just think that the young man who came out of the sword is not in the plan, do you need to report it to the top?" The thin and elegant man hesitated for a moment, he now recalled the young man's sword, and there was a faint palpitation in his heart, which was not a good thing.
"You haven't forgotten that little guy's sword? Yes, you have also met the original owner of that sword, and naturally you can't help but be a little afraid of the person who is likely to be his apprentice. It's just that you forgot that we needed to worry about it before, but now we don't need to worry, whether it's the Xuan Ce Army, or the organization, or even the people behind it, it has nothing to do with us. The snow-white woman turned her wine glass, and the room was filled with a faint aroma, and she smiled and said.
"Whether it's muddy water or clear water in the pool has nothing to do with us. The woman with a delicate and beautiful face who had not spoken for a long time said coldly.
"You see that Meng Lan is not involved in this matter, and this matter is more clear than you. The slender fingers of the snow-white woman paused slightly, and the wine glass saluted the woman with a delicate and beautiful face, took a sip, and then continued to look sideways at the scene outside the window.
The trees were blown by the wind, the flowers and plants were crushed by the showers, the mountains and forests could no longer hear any sound except the sound of the wind and rain, and the dark clouds and the dark and heavy city walls seemed to be plunged into darkness at the moment.
"Now that we're all here, let's not remember what happened. The snow-white woman showed her sharp tiger teeth, with a sly smile on her face, looking at the Huai Ying and the Tiger Shadow in the empty wine glass, slowly blending, "In addition, the money in this Banxuan Restaurant is very expensive, you can't let me do a loss-making business, right?"
"But ......," the elegant and emaciated man seemed to have something to say.
"If you think twice about everything like you, then life is really tiring, and when you finish what you have to do, you can do it. The snow-white woman's arm gently pushed the willow-waisted body of the woman named Meng Lan next to her, with a delicate and beautiful face.
"If no one asks, you don't have to say. Meng Lan sighed resentfully, Qingli's tone was full of reluctance, but she still slowly persuaded her.
The elegant and thin man looked at the snow-white woman, and the snow-white woman stared at Meng Lan, and secretly two slender palms gently held Meng Lan's equally cold hand.
"Well, it's because I'm thinking too much. ”
The elegant and thin man looked up and sighed, and said no more.
"Very good!"
The snow-white woman smiled, and the aroma in the room was a little stronger, but the food on the table was already half cold, only the hot pot that had been boiling, and the smell of meat and mist were rising.
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The gray sky is dripping with a light rain, dripping under the eaves of the green tiles, the tassels are gently swaying with the breeze, the clear bell exudes a pleasant and ethereal sound with the sound of the wind, the light blue sleeves cover the books on the desk, the owner of the sleeves raises his head slightly to reveal a delicate face, and his deep eyes reveal a touch of calm.
When the rain gradually subsided, the handsome man brushed off his sleeves, shook the rain splashed on his sleeves, and a blue blue jade bracelet flashed, and his fingers as tender as white lotus roots slowly turned the pages of the book, and continued to study the contents of the book, which had two words printed on the cover.
"Soul Theory".
Qia, the birth of heaven and earth was born as an extremely cold, extremely dark place, common in the wilderness of the north, and Tianlin is rare. It can also be man-made, and the place created needs to be next to the Blood Underworld in the Northern Regions of the Wasteland, absorb blood and resentment, and then use the deadness and toxicity of the White Bone Mound and the Ghost Worm Valley, there is a chance to be born, and there is a very low chance of being born into the Netherworld.
"It seems like a bit of a problem. ”
The handsome man rubbed his eyebrows, occasionally slid through the sleeves of his wrists, in addition to the blue jade bracelet, he could also see a jade pendant around his waist, and a dark blue ball of light could be seen floating around the dragon pattern phoenix carving.
Lin Yi closed the book, looked at the drizzle outside the window, his heart seemed to be filled with a layer of haze, and the afterglow swept on the bronze mirror on the table next to him, with green shirts and black hair, looking handsome and extraordinary.
"It's time to stop being curious. ”
Lin Yi sighed lightly, looking at his unkempt black hair, he was used to it, if someone was here, he could also find that there was a touch of light blue in the depths of the black pupils in Lin Yi's eyes.
Lin Yi put the book back in its place, left this book pavilion, and walked in the winding corridor, the courtyard fell with gentle and delicate light rain, watered with a slightly spring green, and occasionally there were Confucian scholars who passed by from time to time to talk, and they were harmonious, but the eyebrows and eyes under the unkempt black hair were as deep and calm as a lake, wearing a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, Lin Yi walking on the corridor was very different from Lin Yi who was in Jia'an Village before.
"You entered the Xiaosheng Building and followed the Ling Pavilion for a total of three hours. ”
Walking through the end of the corridor and stepping into an antique wing, a young man in a Confucian shirt looked at Lin Yi's appearance, flipped through the roster next to the counter and said slowly.
"Good. ”
Lin Yi bowed slightly, pinched out a handprint with his fingers, and the dragon pattern on the upper end of the jade pendant on his waist seemed to be alive, and he raised his head and spit lightly. The lower end of the jade pendant is full of colorful wings, and the wings of colorful light are winged. Then I saw a ball of light glowing blue slowly float out from the jade pendant, and stayed quietly on the counter.
The young man in the Confucian shirt looked at the blue light ball for a moment, blinked his eyes and glanced at Lin Yi, and said softly: "You actually have the remaining hours to use in Xiaosheng Building. ”
"Then exchange this for some more hours. ”
Lin Yi put his hands behind his back and nodded calmly.
Seeing that Lin Yi was so sure, the young man in the Confucian shirt exhaled a turbid breath carefully, looking at the blue ball of light, and the look on his face became more and more strange.
Lin Yi also noticed the expression of the young man in the Confucian shirt, and asked softly, "I don't know what the difficulties are?"
"Judging from the appearance and the aura it emits, this spirit seems to be in harmony, although I was also born with a spirit, but my spirit is too weak. If I easily encounter this spirit of yours, it is very likely to trigger the characteristics of Qia, so that the two will merge, so you might as well take it to the elder of the pavilion and ask the elder of the pavilion that the spirit is strong enough to resist the characteristics of this ownerless spirit. The young man in the Confucian shirt said cautiously to Lin Yi, who was wearing a green shirt in front of him.
"Forget it. ”
Lin Yi shook his head, his fingers lightly pinched a handprint, the jade pendant on his waist moved slowly, and the blue ball of light was sucked back into the jade pendant again, Lin Yi turned around and left here.
The young man in the Confucian shirt watched Lin Yi leave, shook his little head, and lightly added a stroke to the roster.