Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Staring at the words on the paper for a long time, Gong Yilin said nothing.

"It's more accurate if you look at it from the front." The man with fiery red hair thoughtfully turned the paper over so that he could see it more clearly, "How?"

Gently pushing the tissue paper aside with her beautiful fingers, Gong Yilin nodded, "Okay, very good, very good."

"You mean my life?" the man with fiery red hair asked.

"Words are like a person," Gongyilin said in a calm tone without showing any panic, "but 'father' is composed of the characters 'father' and 'many', which itself has the meaning of many sons and blessings. larger, and the lower part of the word '多' is heavier in ink."

The fiery red long-haired man gave a soft 'oh', "I would like to hear more about it."

"There are many double 'nights', but it's a pity that you can write something in between two 'nights'. You are destined to have weak children. Even if you have children, it will be very late."

Everyone in the comprehension world knows that Emperor Yu has only one daughter, and she regards her as the jewel in her palm, so what Gong Yilin said above is pure nonsense.

Gong Yilin knew this, and the man with fiery red hair knew it even better, but he didn't pierce the window paper right away, "It's reasonable, but don't forget, dismantling the structure of characters is only the lowest level of gameplay." .”

The word 'how to play' was uttered from the mouth of the fiery red long-haired man, with an indescribable meaning. "It's like a human skin mask, no matter how exquisitely it is made, it can't be hidden from the discerning eyes of powerful people."

Hearing the words, Gong Yilin smiled, and even the eyes that were disproportionate to the ordinary appearance after the disguise were rippling, which was particularly attractive, "You don't believe in fate, it's useless to talk more."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the key is whether you can calculate it correctly," the fiery red long-haired man glanced at the words on the paper, "It's too childish to simply disassemble a structure."

"I don't know if it counts or not," Gongyilin pointed his hand directly at the sky, "Foretelling is not exhaustive, you don't ask the sky if you ask your heart."

The fiery red long-haired man said lightly: "That is to say, your stall is for defrauding people and making money. In this way, should I eliminate harm for the people and tear down this stall like a word?"

Gong Yilin didn't move, he didn't see a trace of panic, and waited for the next sentence.

The fiery red long-haired man seemed to find it very interesting, and added a word, "The road is made by people. If you have a high level of cultivation, there is nothing anyone can do if they want to take your life. The so-called divination is just a small way."

Gong Yilin didn't explain much about this, everyone has their own beliefs, especially powerful people, they only believe in themselves, he cares about another thing.

"Whether the hexagram is accurate or not, the money has already been accepted and will not be returned."

The fiery red long-haired man didn't care and said: "What I gave you is yours. I never like to take back what I gave away." After speaking, he stood up, "Let's leave today."

Gong Yilin sat by the stall, didn't get up to see him off, he was thinking something, his eyes were dark, "I'm still a distinguished guest, you have to tear down this stall and come back."

"It's okay, the future will be long," the fiery red long-haired man glanced at Gong Yilin, and threw out a sentence inexplicably, "The water in this Nagato is very deep, there is always a chance to meet again."

Looking at the figure walking away, Gong Yilin threw the spirit stone into the storage bag, closed his eyes for a long time and said, "Ning Qing, what do you want to tell me from all the way here?"

If I go back to find Ning Qing now, I think she will tell everything she knows, but unfortunately, whether it is Yu Huang's daughter or Yu Huang, he doesn't want to have anything to do with any of them.

"The road is made by yourself." Gong Yilin slowly cleaned up the stall, "At least he said that right."

……

Just a few hours away from Gongyilin, outside the long gate, a group of three people stood under the majestic stone tablet.

Black gown, purple gown, green gown.

Gong Yilin might be a little surprised if he was here, the person in the black robe was his ninth senior brother, and the other two were the Amethyst Dragon King and the Gu King. According to hand information, no one knows his relationship with Gong Yilin. There is no need to worry about the current situation of the man in Chinese clothes. Halo was packed in a sack and carried on his back on his way.

"The master is not lost, it's over, this world must be over." Gu King seemed to have encountered something extremely frightening, his beautiful eyes widened, and he kept shaking his head, "I can't accept, I can't accept this fact."

Li Xingzong's face twitched slightly. Considering that he didn't know the way and liked to walk casually, he deliberately set off several days in advance. He didn't expect that this time it would be particularly smooth, and a road would lead directly to the destination.

As for the stele outside Nagato, he only glanced at it, then buried his head in the sack and walked forward, ignoring the two behind him, he had already escorted people to Tianyuan, with the strength of the Amethyst Dragon King, how many people in the world would not be afraid of death? Li Xingzong took the initiative to provoke, those two would follow if they wanted to, and leave if they didn't want to. Li Xingzong's patience had been completely exhausted by the people in the sack.

Amethyst Dragon King naturally did not follow his footsteps, Gu King was still standing under the stele, with a melancholy that he didn't know about in his eyes.

Delicate and white fingers brushed the surface of the stele, his voice almost choked, "Nagato, Nagato..."

At that moment, a dark figure standing with a sword suddenly appeared in his mind.

There was a severe pain in his head, Gu King's figure flickered, and he fell into a warm and open embrace.

Excessive memories are intertwined, nothing is clear, but I know that there is a part of the past, there is a figure that cannot be seen clearly, even if I can’t remember it, I will feel pain, all the sources are the blurred figure in my mind.

"Fang Bi."

Gu King's figure trembled.

"Fang Bi." The voice from the top of his head was soft and gentle, he raised his head, almost absent-minded, "What did you call me?"

The Amethyst Dragon King supported him, "I told you that my former name was Fang Bi. I remember being happy because I had a name."

"Really?" King Gu didn't look away, he couldn't see through it, the one who called his name was the powerful Dragon King, who obviously cared about him, but helped him think of the past memories, what happened before, he didn't know I know, but he can be sure with his life that he has forgotten a person, a very important person who will make his heart hurt when he thinks about it.

Thinking of this, he broke free from the support of the Amethyst Dragon King without any trace, and stood firm by himself, "Do you want to remember those pasts?"

The Amethyst Dragon King looked very calm, "Let it be, don't need to disturb."

He said it so firmly, "I am different from that person."

It's really different, compared to the man Fang Bi put in his heart, what he fell in love with at the beginning was the soul of the person in front of him.

King Gu smiled and shook his head, he didn't want to talk about the topic of love, "Actually, I like the poplar next to it better than this standing stone tablet."

Noble, exuberant, and ancient.

"Is there a way for you to set up an enchantment so that people outside can't see what the people in the enchantment are doing?"

The Amethyst Dragon King nodded, and waved his hand to form a nearly transparent enchantment.

"Turn around." Just as the enchantment was set up, the Gu King said.

"Huh?" The Amethyst Dragon King, who was conceited and knowledgeable, was a little confused because of his two consecutive requests.

"Turn around," Gu King urged impatiently.

"Oh."

There was a rustling sound, and just as the Amethyst Dragon King was about to turn around, he heard a threatening voice, "If you dare to turn around, I will lay a spell on you and torture you to death."

As soon as this remark came out, the Amethyst Dragon King was even more curious about what the people behind him were doing.

Behind him, King Gu quickly took off his clothes and ran towards the big tree excitedly. During the running, his slender limbs gradually disappeared in a burst of white mist. The white mist disappeared, and the originally beautiful The man was gone, and there was a chubby worm on the ground, curled up, and crawled up the poplar tree.

"That's right, that's what it feels like." Enjoying the pleasure of the bark rubbing against his skin, the fat worm Su Shuang narrowed his eyes, spit out a long, slender silver thread from his mouth, and hung it on the tree.

The Amethyst Dragon King stood alone in the same place. After a long time, he didn't hear any sound behind him. He couldn't help feeling a little worried. When he finally turned around and saw the clothes scattered on the ground, he was taken aback for a moment, looked up, On a poplar tree not far away, there hung a fat worm sleeping soundly, transparent and crystal clear, intertwined with the green fallen leaves, like white jade inlaid on emerald.

He walked towards the poplar, and when he passed the pile of clothes, he couldn't help but stop for a second, and smiled wryly: "Look at what I have missed."

It turns out that the good spring is behind us.

Thinking of the sound of clothes falling to the ground, Zijing Dragon King felt an evil fire in his heart, and suppressed it again.

He walked under the ancient poplar tree, lifted his clothes and sat down, leaning his back on the trunk of the tree, above his head was a white and tender Gu King, looked at it quietly for a long time, and whispered two words:

"Abby."

Nice and elegant voice, the Gu King hanging on the tree didn't hear it, and continued to weave its daydreams.

……

Gong Yilin didn't know that several people who had intersected with him had already gathered in Nagato, and he himself stood poor and empty on the bustling commercial street of Nagato, trying to find a way to make a fortune.

It stands to reason that the large sum of spirit stones paid by Emperor Yu is enough for him to survive in Nagato, but those spirit stones are all stained with evil spirits, and it is impossible to dissipate them in a short time. Once they are shot, they will definitely attract unnecessary prying eyes .

Walking to the corner of the street alone, looking at the endless stream of people, Gong Yilin breathed out softly, "As the saying goes, the king of heaven covers the ground, is it robbing the rich and helping the poor, robbing the rich and helping the poor, or robbing the rich and helping the poor?"

'Poor' refers to himself, of course.