Over the past few days, Ding Yi often came here to talk to the beggar. The two gradually became familiar with each other, and their words became more casual. The beggar bowed slightly, sat back on the ground, and said with a half-smile: "As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
Divide people into groups. Although there are many people on the road, the one who can gather them together is Taoist Master."
"Oh? I'm just one of the tens of millions of people whose divination skills are inferior to those of the divine fortune tellers. The last time I made a divination for you, it was a thousand miles off. Why can't you tell me why it's still so bad now? Why does Brother Yiwen think that you and I are similar?" Ding
As soon as I heard what the beggar said, my heart suddenly brightened up, and I felt vaguely that this person must be an extraordinary person, so I asked more questions.
"Master Tao, both the worthy and the unbearable are presented before our eyes. Now whether the hexagrams of Master Tao are thousands of miles away, or they are exactly the same, you and I already know it in our hearts, so why say more? As the old saying goes, a small one hides in the wild, a big one is hidden in the wild.
Hidden in the market, this is the reason why people gather together!" The beggar's unfathomable eyes were focused on Ding Yi's face, as if he wanted to see something from it.
"The little one hides in the wild, the big one hides in the city... Ha... Ha... This is a wonderful saying! Now that you and I understand, why don't we go to that street shop for a few drinks?" Ding Yi smiled in a good mood.
Tao, every invitation has been sent out to people since the past two years.
"Okay! I'm having a good time today, little old man!" The beggar stood up with his right hand on the ground, shook his muscles slightly, put on the chipped porcelain bowl and followed Ding Yi to the shop.
"Drive...drive...get out of the way...get out of the way..." Suddenly, a group of people and horses rushed towards him. Ding Yi and the beggar hurriedly stepped aside. When Ding Yi smelled this person's breath, a person suddenly appeared in his mind and said secretly.
: "Duguhan!"
At the same time, the princess who was standing quietly in the distance watching Ding Yi's every move saw a sudden change in her expression when she saw the approaching men and horses, and secretly said: "Duguhan, why is he here at Mufeng City too?"
For a moment, Ding regained his mind, picked up his crutch and walked to the remote shop where he usually went. When he sat down in a corner, he ordered some side dishes and ate with the beggar, saying: "Brother Yiwen, you and I are all alike, so it's better to just be content."
Drink this cup!" Ding finished speaking and drank the contents of the cup immediately.
"Excellent! Brother, I am so happy. I will drink this cup too!" During the conversation, the beggar did not realize that he was influenced by Ding Yi. He called him brother, and also called Ding Yi's Taoist master brother. Ding Yi was very happy when he heard this.
It was a relief. The two of them drank a few drinks.
"Nowadays, the Cangyun Kingdom, the Loulan Kingdom, and the Feimeng Kingdom are at war with each other. It is difficult for the people on the border to cross the border, and the generals guarding the border are also suffering heavy casualties. A few days ago, I heard that General Tang Yu, the general guarding the west of the Cangyun Kingdom, returned to Mufeng City to recuperate.
, and I heard that the divine fortune teller interpreted the hexagram for him, and said it was a hexagram of mixed good and bad luck. I didn’t know that this hexagram was unsolved, but I also knew that it was a hexagram of mixed good and bad luck!” The beggar drank a full cup and picked up a chicken wing.
"Oh? Brother Yiwen, what's the meaning of this?" Ding Yi's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, then fell between the plates for a moment, picked up the dishes and put them in his mouth.
"General Tang Yu rose to the rank of Marquis Zhongyong and served as a general for generations, guarding the west, preventing Lou Lan from entering the country even half a step. Now he is injured and has returned to Mufeng City to recuperate. It is just like a tiger falling in Pingyang. Some people want to kill him
Death, this is a bad disaster. However, if you avoid this disaster, you can regain the frontier and regain your reputation, this is a lucky hexagram. So it is said that bad and good are mixed... hiccup... However, this matter makes me think about it.
For one thing, it was rumored that two years ago, someone wanted to kill Tianji, but he was unable to escape the disaster and died in a fire. However, Tianji is a machine that has insight into the heaven and earth. It has never failed, so why did he die in the fire again? This happened.
There must be something fishy... burp... there must be something fishy..." The beggar drank a lot, his face turned red, and he talked a lot. However, every time he spoke, his eyes were always carefully watching the changes in Ding Yi's expression.
Ding Yi just drank the wine in his mouth and felt it slow down for a moment. Then he swallowed it and said to himself: "What does Brother Yiwen mean by this? The affairs of General Tang are related to the affairs of Tianji. Why do you say 'someone wants to put him aside'?"
'Dead Place' talked about as a connection?"
"I drank too much... I drank too much... I can't believe what I say when I'm drunk... I can't believe it..." The beggar drank another drink, his face was extremely red, his head was half resting on the table, his eyelids were drooped and blurred, but Ding Yi's slight changes were noticeable.
He kept it in his heart and said secretly: "I suddenly asked about related things, and it worked. If I think about it, I can easily figure out the profit details of my business, I guess it must be related to the secret..."
Afterwards, Ding Yi and the beggar drank and talked until they were very drunk, and the two of them left the store. At this time, a woman was hiding in the dark. Her figure looked exactly like the princess, and her eyes were looking directly at Ding Yi.
He thought: "These two people talked about half of the words, which is like a master practicing Zen. This also proves that the blind Taoist priest and the beggar are not ordinary people."
When Ding and his party arrived at the corner of West Street, their eardrums beat like the sound membranes of a flute, and their drunkenness suddenly passed away. Their expressions were as if they were tightening on the strings of a piano, and then receded like the tide. He turned slightly and said to the flying figure: "Long'er,
You're back! How's everything going?"
"Back to you, young master! All the killers have been killed, and General Tang has escaped from danger and returned to his mansion!" Long Er bowed in respect.
"The killer failed to assassinate him last time, and he sent another wave. Now he was blocked by you but failed. I predict that they will come again. You need to pay more attention to General Tang. It is best to find out who sent this killer!" Ding Yi
Turning his head slightly, Long Er said, "Looking down."
"Young Master! I will definitely live up to my destiny!" Long Er immediately responded firmly.
"Well! Before you do this, you have one more important thing to do. Today I heard that Duguhan was rushing into the city. You should go find out the news and see what he is here for!" Ding Yi leaned on the dead wood with both hands.
The top of the crutch is half bent.
"Yes!" Long Er responded and left.
Night. Dongfang Hai Pavilion. Dongfang Yun, who is adjusting his breath, is surrounded by condensed and undissipated masses of vitality. The vitality is divided into several thin strands like caressing the dust, flowing towards the bulging and boiling muscles and veins, flowing to the limbs and bones, stirring.
Surging Dantian.
squeak……
The tables and chairs in the room shook wildly, and in a moment, a very unreasonable seam opened in the middle. This seam quickly extended to the front and back, and halfway through, it split into two more seams to the left and right, and these two seams continued.
The extension was still halfway through and split again, turning into four cracks, then eight, sixteen... until there was no more cracks left, and finally it shattered into pieces finer than dust.
The glazed gold and jade clinging to the wall also turned into powder at this moment. The Xuanyun Sword hanging on it was so cold that it turned into nothingness with its suffocating cold light. The entire sword body was twisted and tangled, the spine of the sword collapsed and sunken, and the blade of the sword continued to crack.
Seeing it was about to shatter. Dongfang Yun, who was in trance, tried to save the sword, but his figure could not move. His vitality disappeared like ashes, his expression suddenly changed drastically, his muscles all over his body protruded one after another like bubbles of boiling water, and his eyes revealed the best in the world.
The head of a martial arts family should not be afraid. His lips seemed to be pressed by a huge force and he wanted to open his mouth to speak but couldn't.
The air gathered into a bulging vortex like a tornado, churning along the ground like an electric drill. Pieces of marble splashed and splashed, impacting every corner of the room. However, the room was like a cyclone turning the river and the sea, and every time it touched
When it leaks into the cracks outside the room, it will be forcibly sucked in by the mysterious force, so the outside of the room is quiet and peaceful without being affected at all.
At this time, a familiar voice came from Dongfang Yun's eardrums that frightened and frightened him: "Master Dongfang, I don't mean to be mad at you, but the hexagram you solved only has the meaning but the method of deciphering it, so it cannot be regarded as a real hexagram.
But you said that the divination has been solved. This violates the gambling oath and according to the rules of the world, you must be punished!"
"Is there such a thing about Jie Gua?" Dongfang Yun was secretly shocked. He had already guessed that the other party was the mysterious person who put down the bet that day. If it was true as he said, then doing so would indeed be a breach of promise and require punishment, but so
First of all, it was a small matter to die, but it was a big deal to ruin the reputation of the Dongfang family. I had to ask the mysterious person for a grace period to fulfill the contract in order to restore my reputation, so I expressed my feelings with my eyes.
"Looking at your eyes, it seems that you have something to tell me. I will give you a chance to defend yourself!" After the mysterious and powerful voice finished, Dongfang Yun suddenly felt that the pressure was relieved, so he raised his hands and said seriously: "Senior, I don't know one of the hexagrams, divine calculations
I understood the meaning of the hexagram, so I thought the hexagram was solved. Now that you have not solved the hexagram, I hope you can grant me some more time and ask the divine fortune teller for a solution! But I have something to say first, and I am not afraid of the force of my predecessors.
It’s really for the sake of promise!”
"Ha... ha... persistence in fame is a bet! Okay, I promise you!" The mysterious man laughed and left.
Wooden house in the northwest corner of Mufeng City. "Young Master, I have discovered the whereabouts of Duguhan. He settled in Fengyuexuan and is very close to the fortune teller. It seems that he went for him!"
Long Er, who had not yet straightened things out, lowered his head and said.
"Come here for the divine fortune teller?" Ding Yibo looked at the antique tea cup on the table and then said: "In the past two years, the Dugu family has not appeared once, but now the divine fortune teller has attracted the young master Dugu Han. This will never happen.
It’s so simple, there must be articles in it!”
"Should we leave Mufeng City quickly or kill Dugu Han?" When Long Er said the word Dugu Han, his words contained extremely murderous intent, as if there was some deep hatred between them.
Ding Yi quickly waved his hand and said: "No! Dugu Han is the beloved son of Dugu City. There will definitely be many masters in Mufeng City this time. If we kill rashly, we will only mess up our position. Now, we should remain unchanged in response to all changes.
! However, surveillance is also necessary. From now on, you must always monitor the movements of Duguhan and his party!"
"Yes!" Long Er promised sonorously and powerfully, turning around and heading towards the inn east of Mufeng City.
In the southeast wing of Feng Yuexuan, the dim candlelight flickers, the slim figure moves enchantingly, the beautiful hair on the hair is fluttering like raindrops, reaching to the flat and perfect shoulders, with transparent and crisp tulle floating around the shoulders, and the veil is faintly visible.
The owner of all this was slowly walking towards the bed, with her skin as soft as water, her complexion perfectly white and sparkling, and the wonderful scent of a woman's fragrance floating on it.
"Hao Shensuan, I will definitely make you so excited that you can't stop! Bah..." The voice is cooing and very afraid of teasing, which makes people's instincts explode, and a storm is about to come.