The bright moon sits on the ground

Dark clouds obscured the sun.

The weather in Xiayan City is very good most of the time. If it is not a clear sky, it should be windy and sunny anyway.

However, today the sky is filled with darkness, as if it is about to rain down.

The damp smell in the air makes people feel irritable and depressed.

Nie Qiu sat in front of the table, looked sideways at the gray sky outside the window, still feeling uneasy, put eighteen black stones on the table, and arranged them according to certain rules, thinking silently, "Forget it Gua.

There are too many people involved in this matter, it is the people in the entire Xiayan City; the evil spirit has accumulated for decades, and it has settled down in Lingyan Lake, which can be said to be deeply rooted; the strength of Xie Mu, Xu Lang and that boy What is it, how much effect can Tan Rongchong's Juyu Qiangming Gu have left after such a long time? Can they successfully deal with the water corpses in Lingyan Lake...

Nothing is certain, the whole thing is extremely difficult.

Nie Qiu tried his best to stabilize his mind, but the fingertips that held the round stone slipped, and the black stone slipped out from under his fingers like a loach.

A few stones collided with each other, making a crisp crashing sound, then scattered and slid in opposite directions.

Nie Qiu put his hand under the edge of the table, and firmly caught the few stones.

Sure enough, there are too many variables, and this hexagram cannot be calculated.

Although it was expected, but after actually confirming it, he still felt a sense of loss.

He put away the eighteen stones, put his chin up, and looked out of the window.

There is also the weather... Whenever it is critical, there will be strong winds and heavy rain, covering the sky and covering the earth, covering the sky with clouds.Nie Qiu thought of it, making people feel that the heaven is not good, and the way of heaven is deliberately against them.

He looked at a letter unfolded in his hand and shook his head slightly.

After parting with Xu Lang and the others last night, Nie Qiu returned to the inn.

After receiving the letter from the servant, he realized that Fang Qisheng and An Pi had already left Xiayan City.

Fang Qisheng wrote in the letter that he was about to leave the border, enter the Northwest Desert, and return in a few days.

Probably after thinking about it carefully, I still think it's better to go to Qinglongmen to show your face.

That's right, he is the leader after all, and the Demon Cult is expanding recently, so he has too many things to deal with.

As long as there are branches of Xuanwumen secretly established in the more prosperous towns, Fang Qisheng has been away from the inn a lot of time during the day, probably because he and An Pi went there; and those boys are used to it every day. Prepare pen and paper for Fang Qisheng in advance. Sometimes he is in the inn, and he is also writing letters to the head of the Demon Cult. A few times Nie Qiu dined with him in the lobby. In the black robe, it is not very obvious.

Nie Qiu saw it, Fang Qisheng didn't say it, so he didn't mention it.

However, he left so suddenly, Nie Qiu felt empty for a while.

Fang Qisheng said before that if Nie Qiu wants to leave Xiayan City, he should tell him in advance and he will come to see him off.

Nie Chi was in a hurry, and he didn't know whether Fang Qisheng would have time to reach Xiayan City from the desert when he left.

From Xiayan City to Qinglongmen, it takes two days and two nights to ride a camel, and it will take at least four or five days to go back and forth without rest, let alone Fang Qisheng has to do some things at Qinglongmen.

Nie Qiu calculated the time, and there was still half a month before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

And he will arrive at the imperial city on the seventh day before the ceremony at the latest, and then he has to enter the palace on the second day, bathe and burn incense, eat wild fruits, drink mountain springs, sit quietly in the palace, and close the doors and windows to avoid accidents. Dust sticks to the body.

Counting down to six days, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven officially began on the seventh day.

It's probably too late.

Nie Qiu was thinking about replying a letter to Fang Qisheng, and found paper, ink, pen and inkstone, dipped the pen in one hand in ink, and held the hem of his sleeve with the other.

When it was time to reply to the letter, he dipped in the ink but didn't know what to write. He stared at the thin rice paper with his arms hanging in the air and didn't move for a while.

The ink slid down between the fine and dense hairs, and finally condensed into a drop at the tip of the pen, hanging down, and getting close to the paper.

Nie Qiu recovered from his contemplation, and quickly raised the pen holder, but the bean-sized ink had already fallen down.

Ink blots spread across the rice paper in an instant, turning the light yellow into deep black.

He stared at the blurred edge of the drop of ink for a while, and finally put down the pen in his hand.

Forget it, left and right are just waiting.

After thinking clearly, Nie Qiu put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, sat back at the table, and took out the book Xu Lang gave him from his arms.

It's fine if it's too late, and it's fine if it's too late. No matter how much you think about it, it will only increase your troubles in vain.

Carefully unfolding the worn-out book, he turned to the page he read last time and continued reading.

When the time approached evening, Nie Qiu had dinner and went to Lingyan Lake as promised.

Nie Qiu told Lu Huairan about this in advance, presumably he had told Tan Rongchong a long time ago, so that they could prepare.

However, because he was concerned about the importance of this matter, Nie Qiu did not explain the matter clearly, and many places were only mentioned briefly, and then mentioned in one stroke.He was going to meet Tan Rongchong ahead of time and tell him face to face.

As for the imperial tomb, Nie Qiu was not sure whether to tell Tan Rongchong.

After all, this matter is related to the imperial court, and it indirectly harmed the Qin family and the people in Xiayan City. I don't know how he will react when he finds out.

There were very few pedestrians on the road, probably Tan Rongchong had released some rumors to let the people hide at home, so as not to be affected by the corpses in the lake—and there are quite a few Tan family members closer to Lingyan Lake. The servants are on guard.

Nie Qiu put his right hand into his left cuff, and gently stroked the copper bell on his wrist.

Since the boy who was born with an extremely yin physique stained the copper bell with his own blood, the original red color on the edge of the copper bell became more vivid and evil, and the dense lines like roots climbed upwards. , half of the copper bell is caged inside, from a distance it looks like a blood vessel hidden under the skin, thin and shallow.If you rub it carefully with your fingers, it seems that the slightly raised patterns are moving slowly.

It was also thanks to him that the two red lotus ghosts in the copper bell escaped the danger of losing control and were able to suppress the water corpses in the lake.

I don't know if I should say the last sentence was a blessing in disguise.

The attendants not far away had already seen Nie Qiu approaching, clasped their fists and called out, "Mr. Nie."

Tan Rongchong must have informed them in advance, and probably even showed them his own portrait.Thinking about it, Nie Qiu nodded at them, walked sideways through the gap they left, and walked towards the attendant who was waiting for him with a paddle.

It's strange to say that it is usually Lu Huairan who waits here, but this time it is not him.

Even after Nie Qiu boarded Guilianfang, he didn't see Lu Huairan.

Maybe he was sent to do something else.

Nie Qiu opened the curtain and walked into the cabin with Qin Rongchong. This time they didn't even have time to exchange pleasantries. As soon as Nie Qiu sat down, he narrated what happened after he parted with Qin Rongchong last night. Dongxi and the boy who was born with an extremely yin physique just skipped it hastily, and didn't tell him carefully according to the truth.

After Qin Rongchong listened, he murmured, "So that's how it is."

He was kept a secret by the Tan family for decades, and only then did he realize that those innocent people were all killed by his own family.

"Things in the secret passage..." Seeing Nie Qiu's silence, Tan Rongchong understood what he meant, "It's okay not to say anything."

This romantic man, who was supposed to travel all over the world, was restrained in Xiayan City by this ridiculous and unreasonable shackle. It has been decades in a flash. It is impossible to say that he does not have any resentment or powerlessness in his heart.

What's more, he did these things, guarding Lingyan Lake every day and night, and no one in the city except the Tan family knew about it.

The world only knows that Tan Rongchong is a romantic figure, he prefers good-looking people, his family is well-off, and his influence spreads all over Xiayan City. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can cover the sky with one hand. People can refuse, some people are thinking of taking advantage, and some people are thinking of taking advantage of the poor. In short, in a short while, those cruise ships on Lingyan Lake will obediently follow his words and drive their boats. Back to shore, without looking back.

It was like this last time.

What he paid back was what he shouldn't have paid back, which belonged to the sins owed by the previous generation.

And what about the Qin family?There were only a few disciples left, and they were all sent out of Xiayan City by him.

Even if the old man who taught Tan Rongchong and the elders of the Qin family risk their lives, the prosperity of the Qin family will no longer exist a hundred years later.

"It's still a few hours before midnight, and it will be a while before they arrive at Lingyan Lake..." Tan Rongchong raised the corners of her mouth, smiled a little, took out two boxes made of peach wood, and placed them in Nie Qiu. On the wooden table in front of him, "This is the Gu worm and Juyu Qiangming Gu that can make people fall into a state of suspended animation. Mr. Nie, I want to relax outside now, I hope you don't mind."

"I'm on the Guilian Boat. If you need anything, you can find me or Shen Chuping."

As if he had taken a breath, he hurriedly got up after saying these words, lifted the curtain, and left the cabin.

Facts are always hard to accept.

If lying is to wear down one's will bit by bit, then the fact is that a knife is stabbed into the heart, and then gradually slides down in the long, never-ending time until the whole heart is completely destroyed. Tear in half.

If there is nothing left, naturally there will be no pain.

Although Tan Rongchong didn't show much on his face, it was not difficult to see that his mental state was very poor.Nie Qiu sighed, wondering if he could withstand the impact of the facts, if not - he had seen too many people who chose to commit suicide because of this.

Thinking of this, Nie Qiu still stood up, lifted the curtain lightly, and took a look outside.

Qin Rongchong was standing at the bow of the boat, where the water and the sky met, and the damp breeze that was brewing a torrential rain blew by.He raised his head and looked up at the dark sky. He didn't know what he was thinking, and then he lowered his eyes and touched the jade pendant hanging on his waist. He lifted the red string tied on the jade pendant with his index finger, but he didn't touch the transparent Chihu title. Lian Yupei just watched silently, as if she wanted to say a million words, but when she reached her mouth, it turned into a fluttering reed and went away with the wind.

His lips moved, and he uttered two words, like a name, but Nie Qiu was far away, so he couldn't hear it clearly.

The pitch-black clouds gradually approached, and there were a few extremely bright rays of light flashing in the middle.

The sound of thunder came from far to near, like a giant finally beating the big drum. When the drum vibrated, the rumbling thunder resounded through the sky and the earth.

The unrestrained man finally let go of the jade pendant, let it hang down, and let out a breath of foul air.

The water mist swimming in the black clouds and the hurricane finally broke free and fell from the gloomy sky, turning into bean-sized raindrops, first one drop, then two drops, three drops... in succession Thousands of drops, one after another, poured down, hit the pedestrians who had no time to shelter from the rain, merged into Lingyan Lake, and turned into a part of the lake, but they would not be able to flow into the sea in the end.

Tan Rongchong was almost drenched, but he didn't hide it. He pushed the oil-paper umbrella that Shen Chuping came over to, stood in the rain, and raised his hand to collect the heavy drops of water into his palm...

The rain still fell.

The author has something to say: The leader feels that the assessment period has passed, and he will be offline for a while~

Mr. Tan has a white moonlight in his heart.