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Qiuqiu was not surprised when she saw Shi'er.

She still focused on everything in front of her.

Xiuyuan Mountain in her memory, and those fellow disciples who are still alive.

"At that time, I just wanted to leave and go to find Master. I was not close to these brothers and sisters at all, and many of them couldn't even pronounce their names." At least she didn't know the ones in front of her, and she couldn't tell where they were. Yifeng's disciple.

Those who were bad to her or good to her are gone now.

For example, Elder Huang and Senior Brother Jing Lu.Her Lishui Sword was a gift from Elder Huang, and Senior Brother Jing Lu helped her pick it out from a pile of weapons.

But now they're gone too.

Qiuqiu walked across the Zhixing Terrace, and she pointed it to Shi'er: "Here, the main peak is ahead. Go across the long bridge here at Zhixing Terrace, look."

She looked at everything in front of her calmly.

If it is not lost forever, she may never know how deep and true her memory of Xiuyuan Mountain is.

"I don't come to the main peak very often. I've met the real head of the sect here. Senior brother Jing Yue brought me here every time. He has a good reputation and is good at taking care of others. He should live in the room over there. "

What Qiuqiu is most familiar with is the place where she lived in Lianhua Peak.

The wind blew the bamboo leaves rustling, and the water droplets slowly slid down along the veins. Someone was playing the piano somewhere, and the crisp strings made a series of vibrato, like broken beads falling one after another, ding ding dong dong Hit people's hearts.

Qiuqiu pulled Shi'er over and gently pushed open the door of that room.

The house was not empty.Inside, two disciples were sitting there, meeting each other to study a formation diagram: "It seems that we can change it here, and save formation stones, what do you think?"

"It looks useless, but if you change it rashly, I don't know if it will affect the operation of the formation. Maybe this is the key point."

"It doesn't matter, we can set up a simple one and try it out first, so we don't need to change the map as soon as we come up."

Shi'er has also been to Xiuyuan Mountain, and he has seen Jingyue.

But neither of those in the room.

Qiuqiu didn't pay attention before.Just listening to those two people talking.

Who are these two disciples?She should remember correctly, this is Senior Brother Jingyue's room, that's right.Because the real person Yuqing entrusted Jing Yue to take care of a lot of chores in the sect. Firstly, he really couldn't deal with too many things. contacts.Afterwards, everyone got used to looking for senior brother Jingyue to deal with anything.His room is like a small office, and many people come to him every day to discuss and ask for instructions.

One of the two people in the room stood up and randomly rolled up the formation map in his hand: "Then I'm going, wait for my news."

"Don't be impatient, if something goes wrong, master and uncle will be worried."

"I know." The man turned around.Qiuqiu saw his face clearly, and let out a soft "Huh".

This person was not any senior brother she had met in Xiuyuan Mountain.But the face looks familiar.

Qiuqiu watched him go out, and then looked at the person who was still sitting in front of the case and deducing the formation.

"That person, he..."

Shi'er immediately made a decision: "Go and have a look."

They have all seen the real person Fujin. The person just now is almost exactly the same as the real person Fujin except for his age and expression.

The two followed the man out.

Fortunately, although his pace is fast, he can still keep up.

A doorman came to meet him, and he greeted him from a distance: "Senior Brother Fu Jin, where are you from?"

It's him!

Qiuqiu was extremely surprised.

She thought this was her own dream, but why did Daoist Fu Jin's youth appear in her dream?

Thinking of the real person Yuxia who once saw the real person Fujia in a dream.And received his guidance.Qiuqiu thought, could it be that Master Fujin or Master also left behind some spiritual sense to guide her?

Daoist Fu Jin walked quickly, only waved his hand at that person, and didn't answer.

Qiuqiu didn't follow her any further, she suddenly turned her head and took a look.

This is real Fujin who left, who is left behind?

This courtyard is so remote, and when Qiuqiu comes here one by one, Jingyuan may be afraid that she won't get along with others, or that others will bully her, or there are other reasons, so she arranges her here alone far away.

Qiuqiu didn't think there was anything wrong with this arrangement.

At that time, she didn't have time to think about who lived in this yard before, and why she was so far away from other yards alone.

It's like being forgotten by everyone and discarded here.

Who had lived here before her?

Shi'er asked her, "Aren't you following?"

"Let's go back and have a look."

The person in the room was still sitting at the same place, just now Qiuqiu only paid attention to the real person Fujin, and didn't pay attention to him, and when he walked away, he found that this person had deep eyebrows and handsome temples, but his face was too pale, even his lips were bloodless.A cultivator's qi and blood flow freely, and this kind of complexion would not appear under normal circumstances.

Shi'er used to be like that, he was sick since he was a child.

What about this person?

In fact, Qiuqiu had vaguely guessed his identity in his heart.

She walked into the house, and the people in the room couldn't see her, as if she was an invisible person.

Qiuqiu glanced at the rolling vat placed in the corner of the room.

There are several scrolls scattered inside.

There are two scrolls with the goose's mark on them.

Qiuqiu pointed to one of them and showed it to Shi'er.

She turned her head to look at the man sitting next to her.

Is this person... Fujia Daoist?

Has he gone wrong with his practice now?

Qiuqiu thought that he was sitting there at the beginning and never stood up.

Something must have happened to him, otherwise, how could a promising disciple live alone in this place?It's very quiet here, if you're recuperating from illness, it's a good place to live here.

But some illnesses can be cured well, while others never get better.Slowly, it will be forgotten by everyone.

Master Fujia himself seemed very calm, without any expression of depression or depression.

He closed the scroll in his hand, put it aside casually, and looked up in Qiuqiu's direction.

Qiuqiu was taken aback.

There is a window behind her - Master Fujia should be looking at the window instead of seeing her.

However, she felt that that glance seemed to be really looking at her.

Qiuqiu walked over.Hands lightly pressed on the scroll.

The size and shape of this scroll are familiar to her.

This is the painting she got.

It's just that the painting is not as old as it was later, and the scroll and paper seem to be very new, maybe it has just been painted.

Fu Jiazhen's eyes fell on the scroll, no, to be more specific, it fell on her hand on the scroll.

This time, Qiuqiu had no doubt that the real Fujia had seen her.

Even without seeing.He probably noticed it too.

Qiuqiu raised his head and looked at Master Fujia.

Master Fujia nodded slightly towards her.

Does this mean that the painting was given to her by default?

Qiuqiu looked down at the painting again. She hadn't figured out the secret of this painting until now. She could have asked Master Fujin, but... she didn't have time.

The scroll is heavy in the hand.In a blink of an eye, the color of the drawing paper was old and yellowed layer by layer, and mildew spots quietly appeared on it.

In an instant, this painting seems to have passed hundreds of years.

Qiuqiu and Shi'er woke up from the dream at the same time.

The scroll is now being held by Qiuqiu.

"I remember. I didn't have it in my hand."

Qiuqiu unfolded the painting.

In fact, there is no need to look at it, every plant and tree in the painting is clearly imprinted in her heart, and she can reproduce it exactly as it was with her eyes closed.

"These seniors, why are you so obsessed with mysteries?" Qiuqiu frowned: "You mean, is Master Fujia trying to point me out like she pointed out Master? But he still said a few words to Master, to me Didn't say a word."

"Haven't you heard that the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked?"

"But there's not a single word... Who knows what kind of medicine he sells in the stuffed gourd?"

Shi'er couldn't understand the mystery for a while.

But he thought.The painting went round and round until it was in Qiuqiu's hands.Maybe...not a coincidence.

Just like the stars in the sky, they seem to be scattered and disorderly.But in fact, each constellation has its own laws and trajectories, from ancient times to the present, there is nothing wrong with it.This was destined when they first appeared in the sky.

"Do you think Tianji is a fun thing?" Shi'er hugged her from behind, finally Qiuqiu was not as depressed as she was at the beginning, she began to care about other things and distracted, which is a good thing, better than being immersed all the time Being unable to extricate oneself in the midst of grief is to be strong.

"what happened?"

"Even in a sect like Jingbomen, which has been dominated by divination for generations, it is difficult to easily see the secrets of the sky. Even if there is a flash of inspiration by chance, it cannot be easily revealed. It is said that there was a scholar in the previous dynasty. He was very talented, before he went to Beijing to take the exam, he asked someone to tell him a fortune, the person said that he would definitely win the first prize, this scholar was very proud, he always acted like a champion, many people sought after him, but there were also some I can't stand him. Before the exam, he passed another divination booth, but that person said something completely different from the previous colleague. This person said that he would be bloody when he saw it, and even if he saved his life, a prison sentence would be unavoidable , Of course the scholar thought he was talking nonsense, so he became furious, and didn't even give him money."

"What about the result? Who is right?"

"He ordered the champion."

"The second one is nonsense?"

"But right after that, he was involved in a major fraud case in the scientific examination. Because he was usually hated by others, someone framed him, and he was arrested and sent to prison. There is no chance for mediocrity to stand out."

Qiuqiu was confused for a moment.

The two fortune tellers were right, but not all.It's like seeing a leopard through a tube, everyone sees only a fragment.

And this scholar, if he hadn't believed in the first hexagram master and acted arrogantly, maybe he would not be caught in the subsequent prison disaster.

What is the cause, what is the effect, or is it because the secrets of heaven have been leaked that this disaster has been brought about?

Just like how this painting, after so many years, finally came into her hands, the cause and effect are also unpredictable. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: Today is the last day. .What about tickets?

I was pestered by my son for another day, and I was so tired that I was going to be paralyzed.

The second watch will be later, so you can watch it tomorrow.