The mountain scenery on both sides of the river seemed a bit strange as he looked at it. There seemed to be a huge magic circle within a thousand miles of Qingdu. As an enlightened person, he could clearly feel that all the spiritual energy in Yunzhou was moving towards Qingdu.
Flowing nearby.
The arrangement of these mountains is also very orderly. It does not look like it is natural, but more like someone has rearranged it in a big way.
"What kind of person has such means?"
Jiang Yan secretly surmised that the most powerful method he had ever seen was the scene in Shimen Mountain where the mountains and rivers are rolling, the sea is rising, and the sun is rising.
The donkey was not walking very fast, and he did not notice that a sedan was approaching towards him.
"Are you a student of that academy?" the woman in the sedan asked.
Because he was immersed in the surrounding mountain scenery, Jiang Yan didn't hear it.
"Donkey rider, our lady is here to question you."
"Hey, you stinky donkey rider..."
Jiang Yan was a little unhappy when his thoughts were interrupted by this unruly maid. He just glanced at her without replying and slapped the donkey's butt with his hand.
"Duer... drive!"
The old donkey ran away with small steps, and left the dust!
Seeing that they were about to arrive at Jianmen, it started to rain lightly in the sky. He saw a thatched pavilion outside Jianmen. Jiang Chan rode an old donkey to the pavilion to take shelter from the rain before leaving.
This thatched pavilion is built against a mountain and is surrounded by lush willows. It is now shrouded in light rain and looks even more serene and elegant.
On the grass pavilion hangs the three characters "Lixia Pavilion", and there is a couplet on the left and right sides. The spring breeze of the willows brings bliss to all directions, and the autumn moon is full of lotus and bright.
"The mountain not far away is called Mount Li, and the pavilion built at the foot of Mount Li became Lixia Pavilion."
The voice came from the pavilion, and Jiang Yan saw an old man with a slim figure and a bit of immortality sitting under the willow branches in the corner of the pavilion.
"This name is too random."
Jiang Gu shook off the raindrops on his body, then put the old donkey back into the painting, and then stepped into the thatched pavilion.
"People in Qingdu are all about doing whatever they want, so the names are simple."
Jiang Yan saw that the old man was leaning on a cloth stick beside him, and wrote: "A single stroke is like a knife, splitting stones and jade in Kunshan. His eyes are like lightning, he can see through the sea and distinguish fish and dragons."
"Are you always a fortune teller?"
"Old Yuan Wushe (ye) is also a slightly famous fortune teller in Xuanguo."
Jiang Yan's body was trembling when he saw Yuan Wushe. This man exuded extremely strong Yin energy, which was ten times more than what he had seen before.
He has never seen a living person with so much yin energy that only the dead have. It's like a corpse in a coffin that has been tired and let out for air. As long as the old man dies, he will become an immortal immediately.
How could Jiang Gu not be excited when meeting such a treasure? Before Yuan Wushe could get up, Jiang Gu quickly stepped forward and took hold of his old hand.
"Old sir, old sir, we hit it off like old friends. No matter what you keep saying, I will make you a year-end friend."
"There's no need to meet each other on New Year's Eve. It's difficult to travel on this rainy day. Since it's fate that we meet in this grass pavilion, why don't I give you a message?"
Yuan Wushe was a little uncomfortable looking at the familiar Jiang Yan. He looked around his whole body. These eyes made Jiang Yan feel very uncomfortable. It seemed that all his secrets were exposed without reservation.
Suddenly, the copper bell hanging on Jiang Gan's bookcase rang without warning, and a deep chill rose from the soles of his feet.
This copper bell was a gift from Fang Xiang Emperor Ye. It had been hanging on his body without any movement, but today it suddenly rang.
"But not everyone has arrived yet. How about waiting for a while, young man, and then do some divination?"
"It is my blessing to be able to make divination by the old gods."
Jiang Yan looked at the rain outside the pavilion and saw it was raining harder and harder. How could there be anyone coming? He secretly thought to himself that the old liar was talking about an old god.
Not long after, as the old fortune-teller said, someone came despite the wind and rain. One of them ran into the pavilion at a trot, and the other person behind him was eight feet long and very graceful. He looked like a dragon and a phoenix, even in the strong wind.
Even in the heavy rain, his steps were unhurried and his bearing was extraordinary.
However, after coming in, the man was stunned for a moment when he saw Yuan Wushe's expression, and then subconsciously turned around and left.
"Why do we have to hide when we meet? It's better to have a small talk in the pavilion."
"Yuan Wushe, Yu Tianji, I don't dare to talk to you, after all, your eyes are too poisonous!"
Even so, the man still walked into the pavilion.
When Jiang Yan heard this, he understood. It seemed that the old man did have a way. Otherwise, how could he have such an arrogant reputation as Yu Tianji.
"No one will come today. The wind and rain gather at Lixia Pavilion. I will give you a fortune teller." Yuan Wushe said with a smile.
"If you want to tell fortunes, there is a dumb gourd over there. No matter what you say, he will not argue with you. But I am different. I will not be vague when it is time to take action." The man laughed.
Yuan Wushe looked at the man who had been silent since entering the pavilion. This man had a sapphire bead hanging on his hand and was playing with the beads. Everything that happened outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"The Buddha said that the mouth is the door to the heart, and the mouth is closed and the heart is heavy. The Tao is silent. Seek silence and you will be quiet. Seek tranquility and you will be peaceful. But you are different."
Yuan Wushe walked up to the man and whispered a few words in his ear. The man still didn't speak, but he moved the jade beads in his hand faster.
"I will give you a hexagram. You will never speak lightly in your life. One day, the roar of dragons will be accompanied by the sound of cranes. If you stay silent for a long time, the sky and the earth will hang upside down with the sound!"
Yuan Wushe looked again at the young man with extraordinary bearing who came in behind him, his eyes seemed to be able to see all the past and present life of the person. Suddenly, a thunder exploded outside the pavilion, interrupting the silence.
"Did you see something?" the young man asked with a chuckle.
"The appearance of pines and cypresses is still luxuriant after the frost; the quality of cattails and willows is as early as autumn. Even though you are called Suixian, you have no chance to be with me in this life."
Jiang Yan was listening to Yuan Wushe's divination, and the word Suixian made him have to look up and look at the person in front of him again!
Wearing brocade clothes, he is extremely wealthy, and every move he makes is majestic. Unless he comes from a rich and noble family, he cannot cultivate such a graceful and noble demeanor, especially the slender fingers of his hands, which are clearly slender and have light jade color.
"My destiny is mine, at least for now."
"When a gentleman fights, he should fight as long as he is free. Your fate is like a hidden dragon lying on the plains of the Yuanhu, waiting for the time to move. The hexagram I send you is that one day the wind will rise, and it will go straight up to ninety thousand miles."
When Yuan Wushe was giving orders, dark clouds were gathering outside the pavilion, as if a demon god was about to come to the world, thunder exploded, and lightning pierced the darkness.
"I don't know whether it's my luck or my misfortune to be able to tell Mr. Tianji's divination. There is someone in this Caoting. You can't just give us divination."
This man obviously didn't want Yuan Wushe to continue talking, so he pointed at Jiang Yan.
"I have just met this person, and I can't see through it, guess it, or explain it." Yuan Wushe looked at Jiang Yan and frowned slightly.
"You claim to be the best in the world, but I have never seen you so humble. It seems that this brother is not an ordinary person. My name is Zhao Suixian!"
Jiang Yan had already guessed the name when Yuan Wushe was criticizing the hexagram, but after it was confirmed, it was still a bit unbelievable. Zhao Suixian, the number one genius in Yunzhou!
As his name suggests, Zhao Suixian is very easy-going and has no airs.
"In Xia Jiangyan, this is..."
"His name is Chen Mo. He is a boring man with a dull mouth," Zhao Suixian said.
Jiang Yan never expected that he would meet Zhao Suixian and Chen Mo, one of the four outstanding figures in Yunzhou, in a grass pavilion!
"Mr. Yuan, I'm also curious about what my fortune is," Jiang Yan asked.
"I saw in you the splendid mountains and rivers, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, the clouds and cranes in the sky, accompanied by demons and demons, the appearance of immortality and the appearance of premature aging.
It’s hard to say whether it’s good or bad, it’s hard to say whether it’s good or evil, it’s hard to say whether it’s life or death.”
Yuan Wushe had never seen such a weird fortune-telling in his whole life of fortune-telling.
He couldn't tell Jiang Yan's fortune, but Jiang Yan could tell clearly.
"Old immortal, I can't explain the reason for the hexagram cloud mountain fog cover you approved for me, but I accept your kindness. After all, it's not easy to mess with anyone. In return, I will also give you a face."
"Oh? You want to meet me? Then you can tell me about it." Yuan Wushe said with a smile.
"I see, old man, that your hall is darkened. I have a little gadget that you can take with you to prolong your life."
As Jiang Yan spoke, he took out a paper crane and handed it to Yuan Wushe.
"Hahahaha, then I'll accept it.
If you believe what my old man said to you, you will be buried in the earth as a corpse in a hanging garden, destined to enter the Jiuquan under the underworld. Before your sharp edge is revealed, you have already shocked the world. You have spent several autumns in the Qing Dynasty.
Remember, you can do it without regrets, and you can achieve your goals without becoming famous."
Jiang Yan didn't quite understand what Yuan Wushe said, but he understood the meaning of the last sentence, that is, he was trying to persuade himself to hide his clumsiness!