The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

When they went out, the night was not yet deep, and a few sparse stars had just hung on the sky, chasing the afterglow of the setting sun.Hua Jue didn't know where the ghost market Wumei mentioned was, so she asked Xiao Fenghuang to sniff it to find out where the Yin Qi was slowly gathering.As the group walked, it became colder and colder. Hua Jue emboldened himself, pretended not to care, and insisted not to be dragged by Xuanlong, but carried a lantern by himself, arrogantly.

A moment later, a jackdaw scurried across the tree, yelling "quack", Hua Jue was so frightened that her hands shook, and she almost threw the lantern out.In the end, Xuanlong pulled him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and took the lantern in his hand: "Don't be brave, come to me."

Hua Jue probed and asked, "I'll cover my eyes, can you take me away?"

Hua Jue was terrified by the psychological shadow of hell since she was a child, and she didn't even have the idea of ​​trying.Xuanlong saw that he was really scared, so he tied his eyes, took his hand and walked forward.

On the other side, Xiao Fenghuang kept nagging: "Hua Jue, if you think this way, you can't see if you are blindfolded, and there is no one around to talk, who knows who will be pulling you away for a while?"

Hua Jue thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt scalp tingling, and said angrily: "Don't talk."

Little Phoenix shrunk his neck, squatted obediently on Xuanlong's shoulder, and became quiet.

However, after a while, Hua Jue really didn't hear the voices of the people around him. He squeezed Xuanlong's fingertips and asked in a low voice, "Jiaofeng?" But the people around him didn't give him any response.Hua Jue was blindfolded, living in the vast darkness, her heart pounded for a while, and she called out to Little Phoenix again, but there was no response.

"Jiaofeng?" He called again, but there was still no response.

He almost cried in fright, and stopped, unable to walk half a step.The person holding his hand also stopped, motionless, as if he didn't even breathe.Hua Jue felt as if a thousand years had passed, and there were many ghosts around him, slowly and silently rushing towards him, overwhelming him.

People around him are approaching him.

Hua Jue was stiff all over, feeling that the man was approaching, she looked at him silently for a while.

Then... On his lips, he licked lightly.

The familiar sense of touch returns, and the warm breath offsets it.Hua Jue took off the eyecloth and saw clearly the smiling Xuanlong.The dragon looked at him with a smile, moved close to touch the corner of his eyes, and whispered: "Scared?"

The voice was deep and extremely gentle.

Then Hua Jue slapped her on the head.

"Stupid dragon! Stinky dragon!" Hua Jue patted him on the head, dropped a piece of talisman paper, and directly patted him back to his original form.Hua Jue held the dragon's tail upside down, rolled the little black dragon into a tight ball, and threw it aside casually.Xuanlong quickly opened his eyes and hands in the air, twisted and rushed back, Hua Jue wrapped him around, still kept beating the little black dragon's forehead hard with his fingers.

The little phoenix crouched on the side timidly, shaking its chubby head in pain.As an accomplice, it was treated much better than Xuanlong, and was not beaten by Hua Jue.Xuanlong was beaten so hard that he crawled straight up on Hua Jue, and started calling again: "Baby, Hua Jue! Mr. Hua Xiao!" Hua Jue didn't let go of his anger, and kept patting him. Xuanlong turned back into a human form in an emergency, She stretched out her hands to clamp him, wrapped him in her arms, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "I was wrong, it's okay, good boy."

Hua Jue said angrily: "Who wants to be good!"

But Xuanlong hugged him tightly and didn't let him move. After struggling for a long time, Huajue realized that he had no fighting power, so he became even more angry: "It's unreasonable, don't hug me, you go back and give me a hug." I've been thinking for three days in a flour sack!"

"Okay, three days, three days." Xuan Long hurriedly comforted him.At the same time, there is a little warm light in the distance, which is the night fire of the people in Jiangling.This faint light illuminated the faces of the two of them for a moment. Hua Jue was attracted by the light, and was stunned. She stood on tiptoe and looked over Xuanlong's shoulder. She saw a building like a drum tower standing in the distance, and the lights inside were brightly lit. , the figures are vague, and there are faint sounds of gongs and drums, which is a scene of jubilation.

Is it a newly opened tea house?

Hua Jue searched through her memory, feeling a little puzzled.Xuan Long made a hissing gesture to him, let go of him, took his hand and walked slowly forward, heading towards the teahouse.Whether it’s near or not, there are a few unfamiliar markets spread out from under the teahouse, where there are people selling gadgets scattered here and there, and Hua Jue feels very strange on their faces.

But it seems to have strayed into another strange town.

"Going to listen to the book?"

"Which one is today?"

"It's Tianchang, let's go, there are new medicines coming today, let's go and see the excitement."

A voice came from beside her. Hua Jue looked back and saw a pair of men in ordinary clothes, chatting normally, and then walked hand in hand to the place with the brightest lights.

Hua Jue still didn't know these two people, not even half acquainted.But he thought about it slowly, and used Xuanlong's body to block himself, hiding behind and looking carefully.There seemed to be a lot of shadows hidden between the two people's faces and necks, and there was some abnormal stiffness.

"Don't be afraid, it's painting skin." Xuanlong took him to his side again, "We have already arrived at the ghost market, can you see it?"

Hua Jue was stunned for a moment, then looked around, the fear that had been brought to him at the beginning suddenly disappeared. Although he was still a little nervous, he was not as scared as he was at the beginning.Hua Jue gave a "hmm", and asked in a low voice next to Xuanlong: "Then shall we... go there?"

Xuan Long looked at him: "Good boy, Mr. Hua?"

Hua Jue's expression didn't change, his heart didn't beat: "Yes."

Xuanlong smiled, and protected him to continue to move forward. When he got to the bottom of the teahouse, he saw the roof of the teahouse floating in mid-air, seemingly without end.There were a few girls with heavy make-up sitting around the door. Hua Jue had never seen such a beautiful girl before, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances, but a woman found it and said with a smile, "Young master, come to play? Are you a double cultivator?"

Before Hua Jue could speak, the woman's eyes lingered on Xuanlong's body for a moment, and she suddenly understood something: "Well, there is someone who has a master, if you don't mind, we can also play with some people."

Hua Jue waved her hands again and again, grabbing Xuanlong's clothes and rushing in, causing laughter behind her.This is indeed a small drum tower, made in the shape of a teahouse, mixed with men and women, not much different from the teahouses of ordinary mortals, there are chatterers, fistfighters, business talkers, and storytellers.

The place for storytelling is on the second floor.The reason why Hua Jue knew what was up there was because she heard the beating of the gong and the crisp sound of the storyteller slapping the Xingmu.From time to time, there was a mountain roar and tsunami-like applause.Hua Jue dragged Xuanlong upstairs, and in the stairwell, she met actors dressed in green clothes. They couldn't distinguish between men and women, and there was a kind of natural beauty between their eyebrows. They stumbled down as if drunk, almost falling over land.

Hua Jue subconsciously helped the man, and in exchange for the slightly surprised look in his eyes, there was a pool of extremely bright spring water inside.

"Thank you."

Hearing his voice, Hua Jue knew it was a man.The arm touched was very cold, close to the pebbles in the depths of summer mountain spring water, it was so cold and thorough, this feeling made Hua Jue wake up a lot, she retracted her hand like lightning, and put it into Xuanlong's palm.

The man went downstairs, stumbling and staggering, but there was still a lingering fragrance like a cold plum in the stairwell, which lasted for a long time.Hua Jue was a little concerned about this person, and looked back, just happened to meet that person and looked back, as if they were old acquaintances.

"What's your name?" the man asked.

Xuanlong whispered in Hua Jue's ear, "Don't tell me your real name."

Hua Jue said, "Ning Jue. What about you?"

That Tsing Yi made a greeting gesture to him in the play, leaned over and replied: "Feimeng, my name is Yao Feimeng."

Dressed in Tsing Yi, Leng Meixiang wrapped around the tip of her nose.

After the person left, Hua Jue's mood was still not calm.Xuanlong calmly lit a piece of dragon scale and put it under the tip of Huajue's nose for a moment. Huajue sneezed and covered it with his sleeve, only to see some dirty blood on it, Lingtai finally woke up for a moment.

"It's a charm. It's a erotic art. After practicing for too long, it will spontaneously take souls out of strangers." Xuanlong reached out and rubbed his temples for him, "Remember this time, don't look at others next time. It's been too long. In addition to Yaomei, there are pupil monsters in this building, who can kill people with their eyes."

They all still remembered the purpose of coming here, and they didn't want to stay here for too long.Hua Jue nodded, and stopped looking around, just followed Xuanlong with her head down, silently looking for the figure without eyebrows.I thought it would take a long time to find them, but I told them to see them as soon as they went upstairs.

Walking through the stairs and stepping through the side door, a short and thin figure of a young man was sitting on an oil-wood table and chair by the window.A stack of peanuts, a jug of wine, and a small porcelain cup are placed in front of the Wumei table. He looks like a normal listener, but it is quite different from his usual image: Wumei took off his outer robe, wearing a A neat blouse with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, exposing thin and white arms.

The things he usually used to cover his face had gone somewhere long ago, with a clean face, hair that was not scattered, and eyes that were blurred, he might have been out of his mind long ago.

Hua Jue walked over and knocked on the table, seeing that he didn't answer, worried and then started to worry.Xiao Fenghuang honestly and unceremoniously rushed over, and pecked fiercely at Wumei's Dingxin acupoint, Wumei trembled in shock, seeing that his eyes were slowly returning to focus and focused.

Hua Jue stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him: "How much is this, Xiao Wumei?"

Wumei slowly moved his gaze to his fingertips: "...Three."

Hua Jue: "..."