Qingge was startled, then quickly took the gilded letter from Xu Xudong, and opened it immediately. The black and white writing on the paper was full of dragons and phoenixes, and there was some gracefulness in the wild and uninhibited style. Yun Yuexia's handwriting was indeed good.
Qing Ge glanced at Fu Xi, who was harmless to humans and animals, as if she had thought of something, and read the words in the letter with a heavy heart.
Yun Yuexia said that when she and Shiyin performed divination, they discovered that Ye Qingcheng was facing a disaster. It was hard to say whether the disaster could be turned into good fortune.
However, according to the news from Fuguitang, there have been no major disasters in the Far North recently, and the God of Piano has not seen much movement.
The letter paper was crumpled by the light song, and the flames of the moon burned the paper to ashes.
Xu Xudong raised his hands towards Qingge and said solemnly: "Miss Ye, I'm going back to resume my life."
Qingge nodded lightly.
Xu Xudong jumped on the horse, tightened the reins, shouted angrily and galloped towards the outside of Mobei City. Lin Chong and Fang Hui opened the city gate again to make it unimpeded.
Qing Ge stood still, thoughtful.
The smile on Fu Xi's face has not faded, but has become stronger.
Seeing that Qingge was in a heavy mood, Hongyi walked over and asked, "What happened?"
Qing Ge shook her head, walked up to Fu Xi with a solemn expression, grabbed Fu Xi by the collar, lifted Fu Xi up, turned around and walked towards a remote place.
The young woman and other people in Mobei City seemed to be afraid that Fuxi would be in danger and wanted to follow. Hongyi walked up to these people and held out his hands to stop them, "Fuxi will be fine, she won't do anything to a child."
Take action, not to mention, even if she wants to kill Fu Xi, do you think it will be useful if you go?"
The young woman looked at Qing Ge's retreating figure and hesitated to speak, but she did not speak and stayed in place.
Lin Chong and Fang Hui rode their horses to the mansion.
Hong Yi turned around and looked at Qing Ge with a complicated look.
Like everyone else, she didn't understand the meaning of Qing Ge's actions, but along the way, her subconscious made her believe in this woman who had repeatedly created miracles.
Bang!
In a remote place in the southeast, Qingge kicked open the door of a room roughly, walked into the room, stood in the middle, and placed Fuxi on the table.
Fuxi sat on the sandalwood table with her legs dangling outside the table.
But I saw him raising his head and looking at Qing Ge with a smile, his eyes seemed to be bent into crescent moons.
Qingge's breath was cold, "Fuxi, you are a fortune teller, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room seemed to become much heavier.
The smile on Fuxi's face froze, and slowly disappeared after a moment. His face was as sullen as a paralysis, and his light brown eyes were no longer pure, but as fierce as a beast, with a look of wisdom flashing in his eyes.
He seemed to be a born emperor, and the table beneath him became the dragon throne from which he reigned over the world.
The child's eyes suddenly became lazy and coquettish.
They are both good and evil, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.
After a moment, a bright smile appeared on the child's face again, and his eyes seemed to be split into two slits. "Sister, what are you talking about? What is a fortune teller?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid." Qingge's breath suddenly became colder.
"Why are you pretending to be stupid?" The child was still smiling.
Qingge sneered, stretched out her left hand suddenly, grabbed Fuxi's ankle, and lifted it up unceremoniously.
Fuxi's head fell to the ground, feeling dizzy.
Qing Ge swayed a few times, and then he saw a book falling out of Fu Xi's clothes.
The book was square and carefully wrapped in linen.
Qingge put Fuxi on the ground, and Fuxi was about to grab the book.
Qing Ge was one step ahead of him, and with a jade hand, he easily picked up the book and the linen cloth.
Seeing that he couldn't get it, Fuxi no longer persisted. He lowered his head and stood on one side of the table like a stone sculpture.
Qingge took off the linen wrapping the book, revealing an ancient book.
Moon Prison Song!
Qingge's eyes became sharp.
This book is one of the few rubbings of Mingyue Prisoner's Song.
Qing Ge took the book, put it on the table, and looked at Fu Xi, "What else do you want to say? Are you still pretending to be stupid? Although you are young, your thoughts are unpredictable. I don't mean any harm, but if you really want to follow me,
I need to know everything, don’t I? No one wants to have someone of unknown origin by their side and have to be in constant fear every day.”
Fu Xi lowered his head a little more, but he still didn't speak.
Qingge hummed softly, pulled a chair from the side, and sat down naturally. Her legs were folded together gracefully, and her delicate and silky hands were placed on her knees. The mark of the Demon King on the tiger's mouth was bright and beautiful.
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She looked at Fu Xi carefully for a long time and said: "Divination is not a secret that cannot be seen. If you sincerely want to delve into this field, there is no shame in it. I have two friends who are both in the field of divination.
A great achievement. If you want to leave the Far North, I can take you there and let you explore divination with them."
At this point, Fu Xi's cold eyes suddenly moved.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes bright, "Is this true?"
"Who am I?" Qingge had a cold smile on her lips.
"Ye Qing Ge." Fu Xi answered formulaically.
Qingge then smiled and said, "Has Ye Qingge ever deceived anyone?"
"No……"
After answering, Fu Xi was ecstatic, her eyes full of enthusiasm.
He danced happily, and then jumped up to the table as if he was mopping up oil. He held Qingge's face with a pair of paws covered with dirt, and placed a kiss like a dragonfly on the blue flame between his eyebrows.
When the nightmare in Qingge's body saw this scene, he immediately raised his hands and covered his face, oh no, covering his skull. He shook his head and sighed, and said: "The world is really declining, even the little bastards are so naughty.
Shameless, if Boss Ji were here, this little bastard might not be able to see the beauty of tomorrow, ah, how beautiful it is, too far..."
At the end of the story, this thing even sang with great emotion.
Qingge: "..."
She has been thinking about a question, why on earth did her brain suffer from convulsions in the first place, and she agreed to temporarily let this jabbering and crooked skeleton stay in her body?
Later, Qingge carried Fuxi on her shoulders and walked out.
After sweeping away the gloom just now, Fuxi was full of joy.
Qingge's eyes dimmed——
Ye Qingcheng once rescued Fu Xi. Fu Xi accidentally obtained a rubbing of Mingyue Prisoner's Song, so he embarked on the path of divination, and he even divined news about Ye Qingcheng's danger.
"When did you divine that the God of Music was in danger?" Qingge asked.
Fu Xi said: "More than half a month ago, when I was still outside Mobei City, after I divined this clue, I wanted to return to the far north. However, the gate of Mobei City was not opened for a whole month.
It wasn't until you came here to practice that the city gate actually opened."
Qing Ge was astonished.
Fu Xi divined this matter more than half a month ago, and Yun Yuexia and Shiyin are quite accomplished in the art of divination, but they only divined this matter three days ago...
According to Yun Yuexia's temperament, once the matter is divined, she will immediately send people on fast horses to Mobei City to spread the news without a moment's delay.
Xu Xudong rode a thousand-mile horse, and it took at most three days from Qingshi Town to Mobei City.
Therefore, three days ago was the accurate day when Yun Yuexia divined this matter.
But Fuxi was earlier than them.
Yun Niang once said that the ability of a fortune teller depends on the speed and accuracy of the fortune teller in predicting something.