The bright moon sits on the ground

After Xu Xu left, Bu Chenrong frowned slightly, but he didn't want to continue the previous topic, so he let go of his hands covering Bu Chen'an's ears, and looked into his clear eyes with some doubts, slightly Take a deep breath imperceptibly.

"Besides this, Mr. Nie should have something else to tell me." She said, "Although it's still messy inside, it's still livable. The dew and frost in the mountains are heavy, so it's hard to keep out the cold air." Intrusion,? If you don't dislike it, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Nie Qiu originally wanted to politely refuse, but she saw the child behind her with her sideways eyes, so she had to agree.

The fallen leaves in the mansion are still so thick, as if time has deliberately slowed down here. Everything is just like what I saw before. The fallen leaves are piled up several layers, and the charred low building stands quietly in it. , the doors and windows were closed, occasionally there were a few ear-piercing howls, and the copper bell hanging from the eaves shook, gradually calming down those unusual sounds.

Those memories that he saw at the beginning seemed to wake up suddenly, and appeared in his mind.Sometimes it's Bu Chenyuan looking up at the sky covered by the huge mansion, sighing leisurely; sometimes it's Bu Chenyuan standing under a tree full of flowers, with blood on his lips; sometimes it's Bu Chenrong The scene of smiling and acting like a baby at the two of them... finally stopped at the scene of Bu Chenyuan kneeling in the cave and crying loudly, and stopped at the scene of Bu Chenyuan standing alone in the mansion, with the thousand emotions in his eyes. Wan Shanshui.

It seems like a lifetime ago, Nie Qiu thought, although everything is over, but for Bu Chenrong, the pain is still going on.

He originally hoped that Bu Chen'an could pull Bu Chenrong out of that lonely and closed emotion. However, the comfort that the company of others can bring is limited after all. Bu Chenrong's thoughts may be changing, but It will take a long time.

Bu Chenrong easily pushed open the heavy door of the ancestral hall, using the only remaining arm, the other hanging on the side of the body, lifeless, although the wound has healed, but the missing bone will never It is also impossible to grow any more.

Unlike the cold outside, there is an old-style stove inside, emitting a warm light.

Bu Chen'an rubbed his hands, and ran over in small steps with ease, and nestled on the soft cushion beside him to warm himself up by the fire.

Seeing this, Bu Chenrong smiled helplessly, and raised his hand to signal Nie Qiu to sit down too.

After tidying up his clothes and sitting down, Nie Qiu looked up at the top of the ancestral hall as if he was blessed.

The densely packed coffin hangs above it, it is dark, painted with the dark golden Bu family crest, fixed with thick chains, not moving at all, watching the rise and fall of the Bu family silently, seeing it being respected and sought after by thousands of people, seeing it being admired by everyone faded away.

Those coffins were all the previous Patriarchs of the Bu family, and after Bu Chenyuan's body returned to the Bu family, it might be one of them.

Thinking of this, Nie Qiu calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at Bu Chenrong who was sitting opposite him.

Between them was a low table, covered with a layer of dull-colored satin. On top of the satin, there was another map-like object with densely criss-crossed lines, and the lines of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas were hidden in the raised In the star position, the whole body is purple in color, with a faint golden light, like stars scattered unintentionally, clear and bright, as if it is a work of art carefully carved with purple agate.

But this is definitely not a simple decoration, since Bu Chenrong put it here, it must be useful.

Nie Qiu looked away after only one glance, and roughly told her the news they had heard in Zhen'e.

He deliberately didn't say the word "Kunlun", and wrote it with his fingers stroke by stroke.

"Then, the Tian family came to you." Bu Chenrong let the drowsy Bu Chenan lean on his body, thought for a moment, and said, "If she is really a descendant of the Tian family, then you don't have to worry about her. It will be bad for you. From what I see, she should not lie to you in this kind of place. The Tian family spying on the destiny will suffer backlash in the long run, and the Tian family's family rules are different from the Bu family's. It doesn't matter, so some people will choose to find another way."

"The backlash of the Bu family is manifested in being eroded by the evil spirits driven by it. As for the Tian family, I have heard that many well-known celestial masters of the Tian family suddenly fell into a loss in the process of spying on the destiny, and in the process of divination. Since then, I have been crazy and have no mind." She continued, "Whether I saw something that I shouldn't see, or because I saw too much, no one knows."

"The Tian family you mentioned may have made such a decision precisely because they have experienced this before."

Nie Qiu stared at Bu Chenrong in front of him, and asked, "What about you? Isn't everything you're doing now spying on the destiny?"

"For me, it doesn't matter anymore." Bu Chenrong replied, "I was going to perish, it has always been there, my actions now are just to make it come to me, Nie Qiu, You really don't have to worry about me."

She thought for a while, and was about to change to a lighter topic: "Since she mentioned the three great families of celestial masters, she must not get around the Qing family. I rarely heard rumors about the Qing family before. What about the Tian family? Does the Tian family know something? what?"

After all, Bu Chenrong asked this question, Xu Hua in the copper bell didn't say a word, and gave him the right to choose, let him choose, whether to tell the cruel truth or let her live forever In the dream.

Nie Qiu somehow thought of another person, Tian Wanyan.

Tian Wanyan was in the Tian family, surrounded by countless people who fell into madness because of divination, she had seen too many, and over time, her character gradually became what it is today in such an environment, to live happily, not to live Look sober.

But Bu Chenrong completely doesn't care, she doesn't care about the so-called consequences, she doesn't care about the pain of life and death, she just wants to know the truth, where the road ahead is going, and when the end will come, and then she will sweep the couch Welcome.

One is a person who still has nostalgia for this world, and the other is a person who has no nostalgia for this world, so the ideas are naturally different.

Nie Qiu closed his eyes, paused every word, and said: "The Qing family has never been destroyed. They are the living, they are the dead, winners and losers. Today, they are still walking on the edge of life and death. Right here, right now."

Afterwards, he revealed all the secrets that Tian Wanyan told him.

Bu Chenrong looked up at the midair behind Nie Qiu, one was red and the other was green, and the two red lotus ghosts were hanging there cross-legged, with chains painted with complicated magic spells wrapped around their necks, as if feeling her gaze, turning around Standing, looked down.

Then, Lian Gui suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes, and the black blood flowed out from its eye sockets, staying on its cheeks for a long time, hanging on its jaw, and it was about to fall——in those eyes that were completely In the black pupils, the Bingdi lotus is blooming and withering, and there is a sense of holiness in the strangeness, as if it can see through all illusory, accommodate the four seasons of spring and autumn, and the world.

Its lips didn't even move, but Bu Chenrong knew it was smiling.

Smiling, said: "Although this is not the first time you and I have met, it is the first time we have met in this capacity."

"The Patriarch of the Bu Family, it's a pleasure to meet you." Its voice was cold and slow, like a crawling snake, "I am the Patriarch of the Qing Family, Qing Jun."

Nie Qiu didn't hear anything, only saw that Bu Chenrong's face suddenly turned pale, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Qingjun." Bu Chenrong read these two words over and over again, and finally, as if to confirm something, he asked, "I heard that the Qing family was destroyed within three generations. Could it be that you are a hundred years old? Former... the last Patriarch of the Qing Clan?"

She wanted to say, in a hundred years, ordinary souls will be eroded by desires in just two or three years, and will completely lose their minds. After another five years, at most five years, they will completely forget all the past, and become like a puppet. , wandering aimlessly between heaven and earth.

Xie Mu in Xiayan City was an accident. He was born with the material of the day's fortune-telling master, and he has the four-dimensional open sky mirror to guard the soul, so he can barely maintain his sanity. Not in a state of madness.

But the soul in front of him said that it was the head of the third generation Qing family a hundred years ago, how could it be possible?

"I know what you're surprised about." Qingjun said lightly, although his expression was peaceful, there was a strong evil spirit in his brows and eyes, "I don't remember all those things, besides, if I can keep it all the time If you are sober, the tragedy of 20 years ago will not happen. As far as this is concerned, the life owed by the Qing family will never be repaid."

"Then, what Nie Qiu said is true? Did you choose Brother Yuan, not him?"

Qingjun said: "I like him more. However, it seems that Bu Qingshan still chose Bu Chenyuan as the head of the family."

Bu Chenrong took a deep breath, exhaled again, and repeated several times to calm down—it was not the time to ask questions, she reminded herself that there were some things, some things about the Bu family and the Qing family, that Nie Qiu should not have know things.

After thinking about it, Bu Chenrong first got up and bowed to Qing Jun, and said: "I have offended you so much earlier, I hope you don't take it to heart, I trouble you to answer the question just now, and I have a lot to say later. to ask you."

Qing Jun guessed that she had scruples, so he nodded, without saying anything, and closed his eyes again.

Immediately afterwards, Bu Chenrong looked at Nie Qiu and said with a little apology: "I'm sorry, I still have important matters to discuss with the Patriarch of the Qing family, so I can only let the ghost follow you instead. You can tell me with the copper bell."

Nie Qiu nodded in understanding.

Bu Chenrong rubbed his temples, thought for a moment, and said: "A few days ago, I calculated the hexagrams between you and Master Fang. I know you are considerate of me and did not ask me about the conversation with the Patriarch of the Qing Family. Everyone They all have unspeakable secrets, so do you and me, so I won't ask you any more, I'll just tell you the result, as for how to do it, it's up to you."

"Nie Qiu, I can't see your future fate at all, and I'm afraid I can't help you much." She said, "But I can still spy on other things. For example, Fang Qisheng's trip is not dangerous, but There will be changes that will directly affect his future fate, I can’t say it’s a good thing, and I can’t say it’s a bad thing, I can only say it’s a mixed bag.”

"As for Tan Rongchong's matter, I can feel that he is in trouble, but I have never met him, and I only know about him from other people's words, and I can't predict the outcome of his incident. How the hell."

"I see, thank you." Nie Qiu reminded, "However, I hope you can understand that you should put yourself first in everything."

He has already said this, no matter what Bu Chenrong's final decision is, it is her own choice.

Bu Chenrong nodded silently, his eyes drifted, and he casually swept across the exquisitely crafted map in front of him.

Then, her face turned pale in an instant, and even at the moment she knew that Lian Gui was the Patriarch of the Qing family, her expression was never as shocked as this, nor was she...worried like this.

There seems to be a strange hexagram on the map. As for why it is so strange and what its meaning is, Nie Qiu doesn't know.

"This Vientiane Map belongs to the Tian family." Bu Chenrong didn't explain where she got it from, and frowned, and said, "Moving the stars and changing places, dragons and snakes rising from the land, stars converging, and the four phenomena overturning, it is A hexagram that is absolutely impossible to appear."

"Do you know when was the last time such a hexagram appeared?" Seeing that Nie Qiu couldn't answer, Bu Chenrong didn't seem to want to get an answer from him. Confident and self-doubting sneers, "I read from ancient books that the last time such a hexagram appeared was in the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, and it was just a reversal of the two images."

"In the past, I would never have believed it anyway." She raised her hand to shake the sleeping Bu Chen'an, and said, "But, my longevity, your rebirth, all kinds of incredible things come together , but it appears to be normal."

Bu Chen'an woke up in a daze, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, like sleepwalking, sat up straight, half closed his eyes, and leaned towards the direction of the map of Vientiane, Nie Qiu was afraid that he would open his eyes. He turned over the table, but when his head was about to hit the sharp-edged mountain, he stopped suddenly and froze in mid-air in a strange posture.

Immediately, he stretched out his little hand from the thick quilt, and gently touched a certain place.

Bu Chenrong watched quietly from the beginning to the end, until then he raised his hand to support Bu Chen'an's body, rubbed him into the quilt again, the child seemed to have never woken up Yes, and quickly fell back asleep on her body.

"The situation is not right." She pointed to the place where Bu Chen'an had touched before, and said, "Something is approaching there, and just tonight, it finally gathered together, causing the stars to turn upside down, the sky and the earth to turn pale, and everyone's fate That will change."

Bu Chenrong seemed to have thought of something, he didn't say it directly, but just said: "There, absolutely don't go there."

Nie Qiu looked in the direction she pointed. On the map of Vientiane, the mountains and rivers are similar, and there are dense lines. If they are not very familiar with it, it is difficult for people who have stepped on the mountains and rivers in this world to see the direction on them.

But Nie Qiu knew where Bu Chenrong was talking about with just one glance.

It was the place that carried his long memories, a place he was all too familiar with.

The imperial city invites Sendai.