The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

Bai Ze rubbed his nose and knew that he had kicked the iron plate. He just wanted to use Song Qishu as a breakthrough to get close to Li Banxian, but this was a disaster, and no one wanted to talk to him.

Song Qishu entered the room, took out the books that Li Banxian had given him before, and flipped through them boredly, but after reading for a long time, the more he read, the more mysterious he felt. These are all methods of fortune-telling, and methods of solving hexagrams. He has never been exposed to these , Looking at the clouds and fog, I can only pick out the simplest ones in it.

For example, this is life and death.

Why do you say this is simple? If Li Banxian is here, you have to scream up to the sky. Those who can accurately explain how the details of the matter develop are those who have touched the fur. This kind of people who only know whether they are dead or alive is naturally the simplest algorithm at the bottom.

Putting the nails on the table, he frowned and posed regularly, but after a long time, he could only say it looked like, not not.

"How did this happen..."

Li Banxian suddenly passed by him after he was busy, pretending not to look at it, but actually took a sneak peek, seeing the actual situation, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Innocent and innocent, do you think you can just make the same one according to the gourd painting? You follow the book like this, Why don't you place your hopes on your fate with the armor, just throw it away, whatever it can be, it's just practice."

Li Banxian saw that he was not capable enough and wanted to forcefully pretend to be forced to perform his duties as a master.

Song Qishu rubbed his chin, that's right, he has not yet passed the threshold in this situation, instead of studying classics, it is better to practice his own inspiration first.

He did it when he thought of it, gently picked up the nails and then dropped them lightly. Seeing the nails swaying and lying flat for a moment, he got closer and looked nervously. Although he didn't know what formation it was, but the The black death continues unabated.

Sure enough... the thing he was thinking about just now turned out to be here.

Sighing, I felt like I was being slapped in the face. I should be fine if I talked about changing my destiny with others, anyway, these little spells might be tricks. Song Qishu comforted himself embarrassingly, he was a magic stick , I'm not sure what I said.

Li Banxian looked at him in a daze for a long time, then looked closer curiously, and his expression became serious, "Who did you test for? The black air is so thick, death is near, and life is not long."

Can you stop saying it... Song Qishu subconsciously covered his face.

But thinking of the more troublesome guy outside, he frowned, and his mood was depressed, "I'm at this level, and I'm not as good as that kid outside. I've read his fortune-telling, and he's not accurate. I guess he's very talented." Gao, unlike me, I can’t learn anything.”

As an otaku, metaphysics is a new taste for him, and he has not yet entered the door, but if you are asking about game strategies, he can chat with you for seven days and seven nights without repetition. This is all his hard work !

"Idiot, I don't know who has the qualifications or not? That kid Bai Ze doesn't know who he is worshiping. I'm not blind yet. He has no qualifications and no aura. It's a huge price to be able to become what he is today. The day after tomorrow You can make it like this, if your master sees it, you can throw this kind of garbage thousands of miles away."

"Then Master..." Song Qishu regained his energy. No wonder he felt that the boy was not a good stubble, but a ruthless character. If he wanted to exchange a price for talent, he might do it.

"Shut up, I don't know what your qualifications are? I know very well whether you are destined or not. Don't compare yourself with him. That kid is very scheming. Even if he really wants to be friends with you, it is inevitable that he might see something. You are born with a dark psychology of jealousy, and I will stab you with a knife."

Li Banxian reminded him earnestly that he was just such an apprentice, and he didn't plan to take him in. If Du Miaomiao was gone, they would simply disband.

Suddenly healed by the mocking words, Song Qishu rarely blushed and rubbed his hands, "That's true, but this hexagram..."

Li Banxian took it as free teaching, pulled him over, and analyzed in front of him, "Look here, this black patch lives alone in it, which shows the isolated and helpless situation of this person, coupled with the siege not too far away, There are dangers around her, and this area seems to be the farthest from her but the brightest, which shows that the person who performs the operation is someone beyond her reach. No matter in terms of status or mind, she is powerless to resist, and the situation is dead. Details later I won’t say anything, you haven’t reached that level yet.”

Song Qishu understood every word he said very well, but he felt a little strange. Logically speaking, Yuanyang and him were not strangers. When he heard this, his heart didn't fluctuate, like a cold-blooded animal.

"I... I should be sad, right?" He looked at the nails that belonged to him in confusion.

Poured himself a glass of water, Li Banxian raised his eyelids, rolled his eyes, he knew that the cheap apprentice would ask this, "Why are you sad, your master, your master, me, you. The three of us are similar, but it happens to be this This kind of heart has made us, and what we want in this business is people like us. If not, look at the one outside, if you go crazy and burn yourself, you will end up, otherwise, why do you think I chose you? Do you think I am blind?"

Song Qishu's eyes flickered even more strangely, as if he was in a battle between heaven and man, and then he put away his things and went out.

Walking outside, that guy Bai Ze was still leaning against the wall in a graceful manner, and when he saw Song Qishu coming out, he immediately surrounded him like flies, but seeing his strange expression, he didn't dare to say much, and followed him not far or near. he.

Song Qishu twitched the corner of his mouth, he really wanted to hit someone, what should he do, being followed by a man every day, what does this mean.

It happened the next day.

As soon as Song Qishu entered the Shizi's mansion, he found that everyone was discussing something in a low voice, and his face was filled with fear and worry. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of something.

Pulling a maid whom he had never seen before, he lowered his voice and asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"

The maid was chatting with her companion at first, and was taken aback when someone suddenly approached, but she was relieved when she saw that it was Young Master Song who was next to Shizi, "So it's Young Master Song, you don't know that something happened to Sister Yuanyang! It's terrible, She was naked as if she had been drained of blood and thrown into the well, they all said that there are monsters in this mansion!"

The maid opened her eyes wide when she mentioned the monster, as if she saw it with her own eyes, she swallowed her saliva, and held the hand of the girl next to her like a little white rabbit. , I was so scared that I couldn't move as if I was nailed to the ground.

Song Qishu really admired their rich imagination, "Monsters? There are no monsters, so don't scare yourselves. You should pay attention these few days. I'll go see the prince first."

The maid nodded, because Yuanyang's temperament had changed drastically, they hadn't spoken to Yuanyang for a long time, and they wanted to detour when they saw her, but thinking that Song Qishu usually had a lot more contact with Yuanyang than them, he looked at him comfortingly.

"My lord, don't be too sad, the prince will definitely mention Yuanyang to find out the truth."

Song Qishu had something on his mind, he nodded casually, opened the curtain and went in, the strange guards in front of him were not those cold black-clothed guards, it was the first time he saw Shizi Xiao recruit ordinary guards to talk.

Xiao Yun was talking to a few guards, and when he saw him coming in, he didn't bother to bother him, so he frowned and reprimanded each of them, "Are you idlers? How dare you tell me that something like this happened in the Shizi Mansion is a monster? Then one day you will be killed by a monster." After eating, I will invite a Taoist priest to do it for you?"

The guards bowed their knees humbly, smiled wryly, and wanted to scratch the ears of that ignorant companion. They didn't say anything, but the idiot called him a monster as soon as he came in, which caused them to be implicated. out.

"We have noticed that we have seen a lot of mandarin ducks in the past few days, and she seems to be in a good mood. Yesterday we saw her and Mr. Song feeding the fish very happily."

Seeing that he was mentioned, Song Qishu stepped forward and explained, "Yesterday, I saw that the prince was busy, so I stayed outside for a while. Yuanyang said that the golden carp in the lotus pond was good, so he took me to have a look. I called She's not in a bad mood, could this be murder?"

Xiao Yun clapped his hands, and several big men lifted the corpse up, shook it in front of Song Qishu, covered it with white cloth again, and dragged the broken corpse out.

Song Qishu felt that he was about to spit out his breakfast, so he covered his mouth and slowed down. He obviously found contempt for him in Xiao Yun's eyes, so he sneered, and it's better not to speak so early in the future.

Because this corpse really doesn't look like the work of a killer, even if it is an enemy, it is impossible to drain a person's blood. It's done.

"I think it's better to control the public opinion first. When I came in just now, I saw that they were all talking about monsters. This word is spreading everywhere in the majestic Prince's Mansion..."

Xiao Yun's face relaxed a little, he also meant the same.