The boat was far away, and the wind was fluttering and blowing the clothes - in the faint morning light, Lingyi'er drove the boat of Mulan and shot back in the huge waves.

The waves that swept the sky were not close to the slightest, and the waves that were more than one person high scattered into countless tiny splashes of water around them, reflecting the faint light of the eastern sky like morning dew, and reflecting a faint rainbow beside them. No matter how sinister the storm is, how the blue boat suddenly goes up and down, this light and beautiful water is always by their side; when the waves are not touched, when the water is swirling, only the wind and breath in the smoke waves of the sea can stir their hair, and blow the waterfall hair skirt into a fluttering and rustling sound.

I don't know if there is really a saying that there is a deep affection in the heart, and now Lingyi'er's thoughts and thousands of feelings are concerned about the young man who traveled on an expedition. Unconsciously, Lingyi'er now felt that she couldn't leave him for a moment. Even if you don't speak, just look at him from afar, and there is indescribable satisfaction in your heart. Therefore, at this moment, when he wakes up and travels far away, Ling Yi'er's delicate mind like ice lotus jade lotus root becomes more and more sensitive. When the torrent was crossing, the unprecedented uneasiness in her heart was like a dark cloud in the sky before the storm, which spread bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, a dark shadow filled her heart, making her six gods and uneasy.

In such an inexplicable worry, I can't help but notice some external objects. Just as she was worried in her heart, Lingyi'er suddenly heard Xiao Qiong Wei next to her calling her:

"Sister, look!"

The little girl shouted, and then Lingyi'er was pulled back from her thoughts. Following the direction that Qiong Wei pointed around, Ling Yi'er was surprised to find that the early morning clouds in the south that were originally open to the sea and the sky were filled with thousands of gulls and birds. The white, gray or black Haitian Feather Clan is soaring and dancing in the clouds that have not faded in the night, constantly gathering and dispersing. When the birds gathered densely in the clouds, the originally faint and cloudless southern sky suddenly covered with a few huge clouds that changed uncertainly, like a black curtain.

When he raised his eyes to look at it, it was only a moment's effort, and the dark clouds formed by countless gulls and birds had moved closer to this side, although the distance was still far away, but when Lingyi stared at it, he could see it very clearly. This saw that she was even more amazed.

Originally, according to her experience, even if the gulls of the sea and sky flew so densely, they should fly leisurely and flutter without hindrance, but when she looked carefully, the seagulls that should have been graceful were flustered, and the wings of countless birds in flight kept colliding, and from time to time gulls and birds fell into the sky like raindrops.

Obviously, the flocks of birds that flew up were not the usual early morning nests to feed. Apparently they must have been frightened by something.

What's the scare over there? It's unlikely to be a wake-up call. They went out to search for Meng Zhang, lest they startle the snake, they would only tiptoe and sneak, and it would never be possible to stir up such a big momentum. It looks like the birds were unusually sensing before the tsunami and earthquake.

Thinking of this reason, Ling Yi'er, who was originally in turmoil, was slightly comforted, although she was still frowning, but she had concentrated on driving a flat boat, driving her and Xiao Qiongwei straight to the camp of the four desecrations.

It's just that this time, what she and Qiong Wei didn't notice was that a thin layer of mist had quietly evaporated from the waves that were rushing and splashing outside. The mist was like a pot of soup that had just begun to be heated, filled with steam. At this time, the rising sky has risen into the sky, and the flowing clouds in the eastern sky are illuminated red, and if you look closely, the entire eastern sky is like a fiery charcoal furnace inner wall, shining with scorching flames.

It seems that all this is silently revealing to the creatures of heaven and earth, and today, it is likely to be a very unusual day.

Nothing to say all the way.

When he rushed back to the four desecrated camps outside the Shenfu Reef, the worried Lingyi'er had no intention of returning to his sleeping tent to make up for sleep. When the boat docked on the pier of the trestle, she pulled Qiong Wei to jump on the trestle bridge laid on the sea with Qiong Wei, and walked in a white dress all the way, rushing to the big tent of the Chinese army like flowing water.

As soon as he entered the big tent camp, Lingyi felt that the atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn. Looking up, his grandfather was standing in the middle of the north side of the big tent, and the Marquis of Bo Yushui was seated next to him. Under the big tent, all the water ministers and spirits will be lined up in turn, all with solemn expressions, and everyone will look at the four blasphemy old dragon kings in the center of the north of the big tent.

Not to mention the Lingyi sisters, let's talk about these four blasphemous old dragon monarchs.

Early this morning, Yun Zhongjun was in the same mood as his granddaughter now, worried and restless. His worries still haven't completely disappeared even after sending away the seemingly invincible demon lord boy to hunt him down. Unlike his granddaughter, Ling Yi'er's worries were only due to the inexplicable telepathy between men and women in love, or a little girl's unique intuition, but he Yun Zhongjun had been using all the divination and prediction techniques he had learned for thousands of years since early this morning to divinate the good fortune and evil of today's events. As a result, almost all the results without exception show that today is the name of the great murderer, and the person of today is the person of the great evil, and the present thing is the catastrophe of the great evil!

Seeing such a result, the old dragon king, who was surnamed Kuangda but was righteous, really hoped that his famous divination magic technique would not be so accurate; So now the beads of sweat on his head are ticking and dripping, and they have lasted almost half an hour. In this way, for those courtiers under the tent who were holding their breath and staring at each other, compared to the series of divination in the hands of the Dragon King, the frightened and ugly face of the Dragon King now was the most shocking!

Therefore, when Lingyi and Qiong Wei broke into the big tent hand in hand, no one turned their faces to look at them. And the old dragon king, who has always been strict in front of people, did not blame his granddaughter for being reckless this time. In front of everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes were focused on the last divination item in Long Jun's hands: tortoiseshell burning hexagram.

This tortoiseshell hexagram is popular in the world, which means that the carefully selected tortoise carapace is engraved with what you want to ask, and then smoked and burned with special herbs, and after the tortoise shell is cracked, the lines on the nail are inspected to determine the good fortune and misfortune.

In fact, it sounds like this tortoiseshell divination is very interesting, and it is also quite popular in the world, but compared with the many unpredictable divination techniques of the old dragon monarch before, this tortoiseshell divination is really not worth mentioning. It's just that now that the matter is urgent, this old Longjun is also a little sick and rushed to the doctor, so he has to do everything he can to see if he can work hard to take advantage of the "auspicious"!

It's just that the wish is very good, but the result is often unlucky, when Ling Yi'er ran into the big tent, even though Yun Zhongjun had already roasted more than a dozen tortoise shells, and constantly revised and polished the pre-engraved words on the tortoise shells, and when the last few times he was burned, he also changed the psychic flowers and plants used as fuel several times, but what he got was still a bad omen.

So, when his granddaughter broke in, the little sister who followed in next to her, when she saw him, the old dragon with black hair and a childish face, was surprised to find that her ruddy face had turned dark blue, and she was very sad.

Seeing this, Xiao Qiong Wei couldn't help but feel sad, and looked at the tortoise shell fragments scattered all over the place, Qiong Wei raised her little face, and asked Lao Longjun with some curiosity:

"Grandpa Longjun, what are you burning these turtle shells for?"

"Divination. ”

Rao is Ping said that he liked this innocent little girl very much, and Lao Longjun was not in the mood to answer carefully at this moment. Without raising his head, he replied briefly, and continued to focus on the glossy cyan armor in his hand.

"Oh!

When Qiong Wei heard Long Jun's answer, she felt very novel, and muttered in her heart:

"It turns out that turtle shells can also be used to tell fortunes! In the past, my brother only told me that if I picked up a turtle shell, I couldn't break it, and I had to give it to him to take to the pharmacy to exchange it for something delicious—oops!"

When his brother's teachings were recalled here, Qiong Wei felt very distressed when he looked at the broken turtle shell again. At the same time, she was also more curious, so she asked Grandpa Longjun:

"It turns out that the turtle shell can be used to calculate hexagrams...... Then Grandpa Longjun, how can you know if it's a good hexagram or a bad hexagram?"

"Hah!"

Xu is little girl's delicate voice like a warbler out of the valley diluted the gloom in Long Jun's heart, and when he heard Xiao Qiongwei ask again, Yun Zhongjun also eased his color, raised his head, calmed down, and explained to the little girl with a smile:

"Qiong Wei little baby, don't you know that this turtle shell is very knowledgeable!"

After glancing at Xiao Qiongwei, Yun Zhongjun felt that she wouldn't understand if she talked too much, so she said briefly:

"Qiong Wei, look at these turtle shells on the ground, if the burnt and cracked patterns on them are irregular and messy, it is a bad omen, a 'bad hexagram'; if it is very neatly cracked and beautiful, it is a good omen, a 'good hexagram'!"

"That's it!"

After listening to Long Jun's explanation, Qiong Wei suddenly forgot the grand atmosphere in the big tent, and hurriedly ran to the ground to inspect those turtle shells. After squatting on the ground and moving around to check it, she suddenly exclaimed:

"It's all bad hexagrams!"

At this point, everyone in the camp looked even more mournful.

"Well, who's to say it's not. ”

Nayun Zhongjun answered, sighed heavily, and his mood became heavier like the generals in the camp.

"That ......"

Besides, Xiao Qiongwei, looking at the solemn looks of those uncles and uncles around her, and then looking at the sad appearance of Grandpa Longjun, Xiao Qiongwei was also a little sad, so she blinked and persuaded:

"Grandpa, the calculation may not be accurate before, you can count it again!"

"Okay. ”

Hearing the little girl's encouragement, Lao Longjun replied weakly. As he spoke, he occasionally raised his eyes to look at the little girl's pretty and tender face, as well as the starry eyes, but Yun Zhongjun suddenly realized that he was sitting here desperately telling hexagrams, but it was very ridiculous.

"Strange, what's wrong with me today, how did I become so procrastinated!"

Facing Shang Qiongwei's bright and selfless eyes, Yun Zhongjun suddenly felt enlightened, and suddenly remembered that he was a little disturbed early this morning, and he didn't know what was affected, and he became so lonely and depressed for no reason.

Sensing this, Lao Longjun woke up while activating the divine fire in his palm, lit the herbs, and began to concentrate on smoking the cyan nail in his hand.

In any case, this is the last hexagram. After that, he had to order his troops and send generals, and be ready to deal with the enemy!

There is little gossip, but a small stick of incense, and a crisp crack suddenly sounded in the silent tent:

"Smack!"

As soon as they heard the sound, all the generals who were paying attention looked at the tortoise shell in Long Jun's hand - "This is ......"

The old dragon king near the water, looking at the cracked carapace pattern in his hand, was a little stunned for a while.

"Grandpa, let's see if it's a good hexagram!"

"Hmm. Look. ”

The crack pattern that caught Long Jun's eyes was a circle that was not too big or small, and a long line was interspersed with it. What is it?

"Is it a rattle?"

Long Jun shook his head, because he suddenly saw that there was a slightly smaller ring next to the crack circle, but the lines were shallower, and he didn't see it clearly when he was uncertain just now.

"Or a little mud doll with bamboo sticks?"

The old dragon king, who has been playing the world for a long time, can see God for a while.

"No, no, no. ”

After taking a closer look, the old dragon king shook his head again, denying the answer just now. After a closer look, he noticed that there were more small rings above the long circle. In this way, the old dragon king couldn't help blurting out the answer:

"It's a sugar gourd!"

"That's right!"

As soon as Lao Longjun's words fell, a crisp and cheerful praise sounded in the big tent!

"Uh......"

Hearing this answer, Lao Longjun couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

"So it's her......!

It turns out that this divination is all based on the will of heaven, and if it is mixed with manpower, it will not be accurate.

It's just that when he was still worried about knowing the truth, the black-haired Yun Zhongjun glanced at the smiling little girl, but thought in his heart:

"It's not necessarily a good omen. ”

Finding a little comfort in his heart, Yun Zhongjun didn't care about anything else, threw the tortoise shell in his hand to the ground, and shouted:

"Raise the account!"

Not to mention how to order the generals here, about half a pillar of incense, in the vast smoke waves in the south of the Dragon Domain, there is a dexterous figure rushing like lightning, flying and jumping in the stormy waves and shuttling southward, like walking on the ground. About hundreds of miles away, this little girl who was in a hurry was complacent, but suddenly heard a shout:

"Is that you?"

"Hmm!"

The little girl replied without thinking about it, and she couldn't think of stopping, but she still kept her head forward, until she bumped into the person who shouted.

"Oh, I'm in a hurry, don't get in my way!"

Complaining, the little girl took two steps back, rubbed her aching forehead, and looked up, but suddenly panicked.

Seeing this person clearly, and then seeing the many scattered soldiers and horses behind him, Xiao Qiongwei was shocked:

"Brother, I just came with me secretly, why did I bring so many people back to arrest me!"

(To be continued)