The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

In the deep mountains, the forests are silent, the breeze gently blows over the top of the mountains, and the greenery in spring is gently shaken, revealing a small courtyard in the mountains.There are people in twos and threes wearing Daoist robes standing in the courtyard, either meditating or taking a nap, which is peaceful and peaceful.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and a wandering dark cloud floated in the sky overhead.The Taoists opened their eyes one after another, looking at the sky warily, but saw that the movement disappeared in a moment, and when they came back to their senses, there was a young man in black and a hat standing outside the courtyard.

"I'm looking for Taoist Wumei." The man said.

Everyone saw that he was very neatly dressed, had an extraordinary bearing, and did not wear weapons around his body, like a seeker trekking up the mountain.Their place is quiet and hidden, and there are several barriers around it, which is not something ordinary people can find.Those who can come here must either be rich, or have the best skills, but their purpose is definitely not bad: to come to Wumei, there must be a huge unspeakable secret or something important.

However, with Taoist Wumei's temperament... nine out of ten visitors will be kicked out honestly and unceremoniously, they are used to it.They have to be touched first before they can finish seeing off the guests.

The Taoist priests did not stop him, bowed their heads gently to the visitor, and led the visitor to the inner courtyard.To the surprise of this group of people, as soon as they knocked on the door, Wumei said inside: "Let him in, you all go down, don't disturb us."

From the beginning to the end, the man didn't give any winks to others. He directly pushed the door and entered, and a door shut everyone out.Wumei climbed up from the meditation cushion and watched the man take off his bamboo hat and cloak, revealing a pair of indifferent and deep eyes.

Wumei threw a fire chain into the brazier: "Xiao Shuxuan is unparalleled in the world, the young master is really good-looking... Do all of you people outside the human world look so good?"

Xuanlong stood by the door and said calmly: "We don't look at appearances."

"That's right. After all, you can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman, and you ruined your cultivation for a thousand years." Wumei sniffed, as if sniffing something: "But your current cultivation is not low. After killing so many Dao Leis, I have only seen you in this life. Did you go on the way of the devil later?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Without eyebrows or eyelids, he was fiddling with something at the table: "If you must talk like this, you can do whatever you want, but I have a bad temper, and we may lose both if we fight—if you are not injured, maybe You can still catch me and stuff my teeth or something, but now that you are in peace, I am sure that you will not be able to go back." The young man clapped his hands: "Okay, I finally saw a living ghost in human form , it can be considered that this life is not in vain... Let's talk, please sit down."

Just looking at Wumei's performance, Xuanlong knew that he had already counted the day when he came here.He doesn't care about these tricks used by humans. Wumei will do it, and Huajue will do it too. He is not surprised. This time, he is also well-prepared.

Xuanlong sat down, and Wumei handed him a cup of tea, which made a crisp sound when it hit the table.Xuanlong looked down, and there was a red particle hanging in the middle of the amber tea, floating in the slowly shaking tea leaves.

"what is this?"

"Phoenix Tears, Phoenix Nirvana Rebirth, its body and bones contain the ability of Nirvana Rebirth, just to counteract the curse of Heavenly Thunder on your body, this tear can temporarily suppress your injury."

Xuanlong had already picked up the teacup, but after listening to the young man's words, he put it back.

Wumei was a little surprised: "You don't want it? In exchange, I don't want much. This tear of the phoenix is ​​just to let you understand that I have a way to heal you, and you don't have to die. You just need...give me a few tears." Just cut the keel."

Xuanlong glanced at him: "Prepare the medicine and attract the thunder, just to get the keel from me?"

Wumei smiled kindly: "I can't do business at a loss, right? You let me soak in the river for several hours, and I almost froze to death without saying anything. You don't need to kill yourself, I just want you to ascend The tailbone you took off that day will be fine. How about it, do you think this deal is a good deal?"

"The tailbone is not good." Xuanlong replied decisively, then found something in his sleeve, and pushed it in front of Wumei.Wumei leaned over to take a look, and after just one glance, he was forced to look away by the aura contained in it - it was an emerald bead, dark emerald color, with brilliance flowing inside.

Wumei suddenly thought of the original body of Xuanlong that he saw that day - full of scars, severe scars cut the body of the huge monster, the dragon scales were scattered, and the blood spilled from it even dyed the rushing river in light red .More importantly, none of the dragon's body was intact. It lacked a pair of eyes, and its white pupils had been ossified and glowed pale.

"This is what I originally planned to use as eyes. Like the dragon bone, it can make people live longer, so let's use this instead." Xuanlong said quietly. "You don't need to take Phoenix Tears, what I came to exchange with you is another matter."

Wumei looked at the bead and understood a little: "Are you going to ask about... about Hua Jue?"

Hearing Hua Jue's name, Xuanlong's expression relaxed slightly.

He nodded and said slowly: "I can smell it, he is going to die...I don't want him to die."

At this moment, Jiangling City was completely silent.It was still early in the morning when the sky was blue, Hua Jue wrapped herself into a rice dumpling, and walked with a lantern in the cold wind tremblingly, holding a large stack of books in her arms.

He almost emptied his fortune-telling stall this trip, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and there were stars in front of his eyes.If the old doctor finds out, he will inevitably be scolded.But when he woke up, Xuanlong had already left. He didn't know where the dragon was going, and when he would come back. Right now, he could only find a way to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

Since waking up from Xuanlong's dream, Hua Jue has been hesitant. This time, he finally realized that what Xuanlong said before may not be wrong.

Past life?He thought, can these two words count?

The face he saw in Xuanlong's dream was undoubtedly his own face, but there was one more cinnabar mole than his.But Hua Jue clearly remembered that the date of birth reported by Xuanlong did not match his. The person he was looking for should have passed away when he was ten years old.This is the end of this life.As for Hua Jue's own natal chart, she has always followed the direction of the yin fate, and there has been no mistake.

Yes or no, there is still a trace of hesitation in Hua Jue's heart, if the answer is not negative, how should he face the debt owed by a previous life that he has no memory of?

Hua Jue was thinking wildly, but she didn't delay scanning the books one by one.His books became more and more difficult to understand, some of which he had never read through.At this time, Hua Jue had no choice but to look for the parts with dragons and jiaos slowly, but the ancients paid attention to details, and divided them into one-horned dragons, double-winged dragons, and dragons with hooks on their feet. Each type has an uncommon and complicated word, which made Hua Jue feel like hitting someone.The only gain is that he knows the characteristics of Xuanlong: mocking the wind and being dangerous, in the shape of the temple, it is a character that likes to take risks and travel to high places. It is often taken as a representative of auspiciousness and peace, and the image is carved In the corner of the eaves, it can protect the safety of the house.

Adventurous?

That dragon seems to like staying at home, not lively at all, not like it.

Hua Jue thought silently, watched, but gradually felt that her physical strength could not keep up.He hadn't turned to the part about Tianlei yet, but his temples were already aching. Hua Dabao bit his hem and pulled him to rest. rubbed his eyes.Hua Jue picked up the teacup, wanting to take a sip of tea to moisten her throat. When the warm water entered her throat, Hua Jue's stomach suddenly had a burst of sweet smell, and she spurted out the tea along with it—bright red blood was scattered in large swaths. The drops fell on the books in front of him, staining the paper red, Hua Jue was gasping for breath, before recovering from it, her stomach convulsed again, and she vomited a mouthful of blood again.

This time, he still remembered crawling back into the bed before fainting, and didn't slam it on the table with a bang.The darkness surged up again, wrapping him tightly, he sighed in his heart, he didn't realize that his life was going by so fast, but just sighed, he slept too much recently, it turned out that typhoid fever also Will you vomit blood?

He didn't want to fall asleep at all.

"The judge's pen, the former pen of the underworld. Although I don't know why it ended up in the mortal world, the pen in the hand of Mr. Hua Xiao should be the judge's pen."

In the house, the fire was burning fiercely. Wumei put his hands in his sleeves and said to the man in front of him: "The reason why he has attracted more evil spirits recently is because that pen has an extremely strong dark aura. Although you He is a half-demon, but he still has the body of Zhengyang, so he is not sensitive to this. All in all, your little master is now a big piece of fat, and many things are eager to eat him."

Xuanlong asked: "Destroy it, can you save him?"

Wumei glanced at it in surprise: "I never said that he was sick because of that pen. The judge's pen has a heavy yin breath, which is consistent with his yin fate. Apart from being a little dangerous, it will only be more harmful to him. Well, keep his primordial spirit. I have also confirmed that there is absolutely no evil spirit in that pen that may be harmful to people. There are other reasons for his illness to be so severe."

Xuanlong fell silent.

Wumei pushed the emerald stone back: "So, you come to ask me, and I don't know the answer. It seems that we still have no chance to do this business. I am now making a furnace, and I need to stay close, otherwise I will die." I can follow you to take a closer look at his situation."

But Xuanlong pushed back the emerald eyes, picked out the phoenix tears from the tea, and put them into his sleeves.

Wumei casually reminded: "This thing can only save your life, it probably won't work for him."

"I'll give it a try."

Wumei looked at his back, and suddenly became interested: "In my opinion, it doesn't matter if he dies or not, people can be reincarnated anyway. It's wiser to survive and find his reincarnation... ...It's all like this, how do you plan to save him?"

"Go to the judge." Xuanlong replied.

Wumei listened, and blurted out: "You are crazy! What is your situation now, what kind of place is the underworld, you are looking for your own death!"

Xuanlong didn't answer.After a while, Wumei heard his voice again, it was a little low, and it sounded unwavering: "I don't need Phoenix Tears, and death doesn't matter. He... doesn't want me to stay by his side."