How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

380 Two years ago, the six-year Longran War finally came to an end.This war caused the destruction of countless sects, large and small, with countless deaths and injuries. Countless documents, classics, and spells were also lost due to the flames of war and sacrifices. Therefore, in the Chinese calendar, the year ended with the Battle of Long Ran It is set as the first year of the new calendar, and the previous history is difficult to verify due to too many broken files, so it is called "old calendar" and "unknown calendar".

Today is the last day of the second year of 380 in the new calendar of Shenzhou.The four seasons return every week, the old New Year's Eve.

child time.Yuzhao Mountain.

In the mountain gate, everyone is sitting in a water palace.The water hall is divided into two by a curtain. Incense is wafting in the hall, and the surroundings are silent. There is almost no sound of breathing in the huge hall. The only thing that can be heard is the snow outside the hall quietly accumulating on the branches and leaves, and there are occasional overwhelming noises. There was a soft rustle.

This is the most important ceremony of the year in Yuzhao Mountain - Tianbu.

Tianbu refers to a ceremony in which the fortune of the next year in Shenzhou is calculated by the fortune tellers of each generation and announced to the world.Although there are only a few numbers to judge good or bad, it is enough for the common people.If it is auspicious, farmers can work with peace of mind, monks can practice in peace; and if it is ominous, they can make preparations early.From this point of view, this divination is almost related to the fate of the entire Shenzhou next year.

The current Taibu Wu Zhiqi has carried out the divination ceremony for 56 years, including the calamity of the three years when the sky collapsed and the earth fell. He also calculated it.For this reason, he consumed too much soul. Since 14 years ago, he has been living in this water hall behind the curtain and no longer sees people. All the news is transmitted through the curtain, using paper and hexagrams.

The old man was really too old and too weak, so the time for him to hand out the hexagrams was getting later and later, but everyone still waited very patiently, waiting for him to ask the gods after all the proverbs.

Shaobu Yan is also naturally waiting for the result of the divination.The young man knelt and sat at the front of the crowd expressionlessly, wearing a solemn toga with large sleeves. The sleeves and the hem of the clothes were spread out on the ground, and there was no pattern on the cloth that was whiter than the snow outside the hall. And the hair that was tightly tied in the past is now scattered behind her back like flowing water. Looking from the back, Yan Yegui's whole person is only black and white, as if there is an ink-colored waterfall flowing down from the frozen snow mountain.

In the eyes of outsiders, Master Shaobu at this moment is awe-inspiring and dignified, and he is an impeccable example for everyone. In fact, the young man has quietly swallowed his sixth yawn, and began to count the No. 17 spell frame in his heart Analysis questions.After he had transcribed all the answering process in his mind, the curtain hanging in front of him still remained silent.

Yan Yegui silently swallowed the seventh yawn.

When chatting with Shen Yun a few days ago, what he said was indeed the truth. He liked the vibrant Tianxian Court very much, and he didn't want to take over the position of Taibu so soon.After all, once he succeeds, he must abide by the rule of Taibu that "you can only listen to the prophecy if you don't get caught in the world of mortals", and will always live in a corner of Yuzhao Mountain, facing the proposition that can never be solved.

I don't know how long it took, and finally, there was a soft sound from inside the curtain. Everyone was shocked and their eyes were focused on the curtain. After a while, a wooden plate was slowly pushed out.

Yan Yegui pursed his thin lips, he took two steps forward on his knees, and picked up the hexagram stick on it.All the disciples looked at Shaobu anxiously, waiting for him to read the above hexagrams.

"Auspicious. There is a future for profit, no blame."

As soon as Yan Yegui's words fell, there was a sigh of relief and satisfaction in the hall, and everyone had obvious joyful expressions on their faces. They thanked Tai Bu in the inner hall again, thanking him for bringing peace to the world again ;Someone whispered to the disciples to quickly tell the signature flying talisman to each sect, and let them pass it down to the common people below; no one noticed Master Shaobu's disappointed eyes when he stared at the divination sign.

Ugly.Kuijiang Yushu Town.

The sound of Zhong Xiulin pushing the door was very soft, but it was still heard by the people inside.A short and fat peasant woman came out of the bedroom holding a candlestick in one hand and rubbing her eyes with the other. When she saw Zhong Xiulin, she immediately opened her mouth wide: "Oh! Xiuxiu!!"

"Auntie." Zhong Xiulin smiled embarrassedly, "Don't call me by my nickname, it really sounds like a girl's house."

"I'm just happy to see you, so I just..." The aunt hurriedly put down the candlestick and came over to pick up her luggage, "Why did you come back at this time, your uncle and the children were talking about you two days ago! I Tell them about Xiuxiu... ah no, brother Xiulin is different from those children from Zhang San Li Si's family in the town. Too many to fix..."

"Nothing, you see that the kinship relationship in those big sects is much more complicated than ours." He pouted and made a dry mouth shape, and my aunt came over knowingly, and said with a smile: "That's right."

The two spoke in a very low voice. Uncle Zhong in the master bedroom was still sleeping soundly, but he woke up the small bedroom on the left. Several footsteps sounded from inside. Four young children stared at each other. Eyes came pattering, and after seeing the boy in the room clearly, he immediately cheered and rushed over to hug Zhong Xiulin's thigh.

"Brother Xiulin!"

"Hey, your saliva is all over my new clothes..." Zhong Xiulin smiled and picked up the youngest girl among them while disgusted, "Xiao Ni is getting heavy again."

Xiao Ni pouted.

"It's beautiful again." Zhong Xiulin changed her words.

The little girl giggled, and gave her brother another saliva-smeared kiss on his cheek.

"Are you hungry? I happen to have unfinished chicken soup for the night. Let me serve you a bowl of noodles first?" Aunt greeted.

"No need, I ate it when I passed Kuijiang City." Zhong Xiulin said.

The aunt said again: "Then I'll go and make the bed in your room first, don't worry, they are all quilts that have been dried in the sun a few days ago, and they are very warm!"

Zhong Xiulin hurriedly said, "Let me help you."

"No, no, no," the aunt waved her hand, pointing to Xiao Ni in Zhong Xiulin's arms, "These little guys have missed you for a year, you can play with them!"

Since her parents both died while exorcising ghosts, the young Zhong Xiulin was raised by her uncle and aunt's family.Their family has no spiritual roots, they are just ordinary people who work in agriculture, but for Zhong Xiulin, this is the home he must return to during the New Year's Eve.

When my aunt was pinching the corner of the quilt with one hand, and struggling to find the other corner with the other, Zhong Xiulin's voice came from the side: "Let me do it."

My aunt didn't refuse anymore, and handed him the corner of the quilt: "Take it."

"How many of them are there?"

"Refused to sleep, I coaxed them to bed and quietly gave them a sleeping spell."

The aunt widened her eyes: "Oh, can the child bear this curse?"

"It's okay," Zhong Xiulin said with a smile, "I've used this spell many times, and I know how to measure it."

With Zhong Xiulin's help, tidying up the bedding became much easier. The young man shook the bedding, patted the pattern on it and asked, "By the way, Chai Xingsheng didn't come to find fault this year, did he?"

Zhong Xiulin just asked casually, but the aunt's expression froze, and the boy's face turned cold instantly: "What did they do again?"

Gan Yan has high-ranking disciples stationed in every town under his jurisdiction, most of whom are cronies of the head teacher Chai Chengzhou.After Zhong Xiulin was kicked out by Gan Yan back then, he became a casual cultivator in anger. Later, he was admitted to Tianxian Court with excellent grades. Gan Yan felt that he had cut their face, so he was very angry. He would sarcastically ridicule Zhong Xiulin, and even Chai Xingsheng, a disciple stationed in Kuijiang, would come to spoil Zhong Xiulin's aunt's family from time to time.

The aunt denied it flatly: "No, no, why don't you worry about it all the time, how can you practice cultivation?"

Zhong Xiulin stopped what he was doing: "Say."

Auntie looked puzzled, she hesitated for a while, but still hesitated, "Just... at the beginning of spring, Chai Xingsheng insisted that our family has a large population and a lot of fields, and charged an additional three points for offerings."

"These bastards..." Zhong Xiulin gritted his teeth.

"But don't worry, our family will be fine in the future." The aunt added.

"All right?"

"Well, in the middle of June, Chai Xingsheng seemed to have received some order from the sect, and went back with his group of dog legs, and he hasn't come back yet!"

"June?" Zhong Xiulin recalled the trip he and Shen Yun went to Xingling in June, and he didn't seem to see the disciple Ganyan stationed there.

Could it be that something happened to dry inflammation?

Accidents are better.Zhong Xiulin quickly said angrily in her heart.

After finishing the mattress, the night outside the window was very dark, Zhong Xiulin covered her mouth and yawned: "I'll go wash my face and go to sleep, auntie, go to sleep too."

"Okay," my aunt reminded, "there is water in the jar, and the towel is on the hanger in the kitchen."

"knew."

The woman nodded and was about to go back to her room when she walked a few steps and suddenly turned around and asked, "Xiu Lin, in that school of yours...is there a spell to cure snoring?"

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Zhong Xiulin: ...there really isn't one.

This week's update is the twelfth hour of New Year's Eve【x】