: 77 vision

The lantern festival of the Shangyuan Festival this year ended with a heavy rain.
The crowded and bustling market, the crowds, was quickly emptied by the heavy rain. The carriage of the honoured family rushed, and there were splashes of muddy water everywhere. The precious and exquisite lanterns were taken away in time, leaving the ordinary red lanterns to be smashed by the wind and lying on the ground.
The bustling night, the glory of the scenery, disappeared instantly without a trace.
Chen Wo was in the inn, squatting through the window and looking out.
Because the release of the silver in the hotel counter is enough, so they left the capital for a few days, the room is still there. People who are amused in the capital often have a place to stay in the Liyuan Academy, or they can't afford to return to the house after three or five days. As long as the money is enough, the shopkeeper does not care.
The rain was too big, washed away the color plaque hanging on the juggling platform on the street, and the bamboo fence for hanging lanterns, which fell into pieces in pieces.
The crowd watching the lights made the birds scattered, and the streets were empty, with only dense rain curtains.
People hiding in the first floor of the hotel to avoid the rain sighed, only the shopkeeper was happy to close their mouths, the position where they could sit sat, and even the standing people licked the wet hat, greeted the guy on the pot of hot tea to warm the body. .
It was raining in the summer, and I covered my head and ran home. Now in the harsh winter season, if you are a little cold, I am afraid that I will be seriously ill. The money can be much more expensive than the hot tea. I don’t know how to make it.
The first floor of the inn is constantly changing.
Chen He listened a little, and found that it was all the evil under the rain. In previous years, there were also Lantern Festivals and rains, but they didn’t see it so much. It was snowing more than rain. Isn’t God angry?
This year's tribute to the heavens is not enough? Is there a wicked villain in the court?
When chatting and chatting, people will consciously shut up and talk about it. At the foot of the emperor, casual discussion of the political affairs will be taken away by the door.
Anyway, it is a rain, just stop it. Even if it is rare, there will be no vision of going up. It’s just that this festival is about to end early. It’s time to keep the lights on until the 17th of the first month. Now it’s a mess.
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"Sister brother..."
Chen He pushed the window open, and the rain immediately poured into it, icy and biting.
He looked at the dark sky through the dense rain curtain, and hesitated to look back.
- The heavens and the earth are a bit confusing.
This kind of change is very subtle, let alone ordinary people, even those who are comprehension are hard to find.
There is also only the North Xuan Pai Gong method, which is extremely sensitive in discerning various auras.
Interpretation came over, looked at the night sky with dignity, and closed the window: "What is the cause and effect of what is going to happen, or it will happen."
"What is that?" Chen Wo did not understand.
After releasing a meal, Shen Sheng said: "It is difficult to say clearly. For example, mortals often have visions in the sky and speculate that it is not unreasonable. The vision is often caused by the chaos of heaven and earth. This usually happens. Two possibilities."
First, there are a lot of things going on.
Second, what should have happened has disappeared.
Chen He’s pupil shrinks, and he knows that only one thing will happen in the recent Beijing Magic Repair: the Sword Swordsman goes back to clean up Ji Hong.
What kind of character is this season, and can it involve the aura of heaven and earth?
"The world is big, there are things happening everywhere, why should you stick to it in the capital?" Shi Xi saw that the younger brother thought, and touched Chen Wo’s clothes that had just been drenched by the rain. The latter immediately called the real yuan and re-clothed Dry out.
"Yeah." Chen He nodded.
He does not believe that Ji Hong is so important!
"I just guessed wildly, maybe the heaven and earth aura is chaotic, because the sword sages received the little apprentice Zhan Yuanqiu!" Chen Wo said sullenly.
Released and laughed.
If Ji Hong is not a prophet, then Zhan Yuanqiu is destined to be a small apprentice of the Sword Sword. How can the heavens and the earth be confused?
Chen He also knew that he had said something stupid, a little embarrassed, and the first one twisted, he went to meditate and prune.
The rain outside stopped, the sky was overcast and not clear.
On the evening of the 16th day of the first month, a news of horror spread in the city -
"Is the national teacher dead?"
"Yes, there is a team of people in the afternoon, running out of the city to the Imperial City, is to report the letter! In addition to the national division, who died in the month, the letter of faith dare to report to the palace?"
Chen He, who is eating pea yellow in the tea house, is stiff.
The monk's ear force is too good, and the conversation across the street can be heard clearly.
"That is also true, the national division is old, and the body is not good in the past two years, and rarely shows up."
Chen He's eyelids jumped, and the yellow peas in his hand smashed.
"...but it is not the day of the first month of the year. I said that it was a retreat in the retreat. In fact, I can’t get sick!" He spoke of a Confucian scholar and looked disdainful. "These gods who are gods all day long." The monk will only play tricks! They can't escape from the old and sick, and they can't escape to the majesty. They can't be afraid of Da'an. They are excuses to participate in the Zen and go to the temple! When someone dies, they say they are free from the red dust. Flying or sitting down!"
Chen Wo’s mouth was pumped.
He calmed down the pea yellow and whispered, "How could it be that the Sword Sword Lord died?"
If you ask the monk of the Dabaoguo Temple, the monks of the Baishan Academy, they must be paralyzed: the national teacher died? This is not very common?
I did not speak.
The situation of apocalypse in the heavens and the earth is as serious as it is today evening.
When he changed his usual routine, he casually said that the swordsman had a good attack and that he had such an embarrassing situation, so that he could not touch it.
"Let's go to the Great Baoguo Temple." Shi said decisively.
The two of them went out of the tea house. Before they even went to the Baoguo Temple, they saw a lot of scattered rushes and looked a little scared.
"This brother, what happened?" Chen Heshun stopped the next person and asked sincerely.
Because of the blind eye method, the other party also regarded Chen He as one of the lively exiles in Beijing. Zhangkou was a big news of horror: "You still don't know? Going around! The neighborhood is afraid of chaos, and the demons are guilty!"
"Uh?"
"The first person of the magic road, the sacred sage is deliberately killed his master 浣 sword sage!"
Obviously, it is an absurd news. Chen He has such a moment of secret thinking: Can someone finally endure it?
After returning to God, Chen He burst into face and quickly asked: "What? Is there such a thing?"
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The sighs fell and sighed: "Who said it is not! Dabaoguo Temple and Baishan Academy are panicked, the magic road is big, this guilt, I do not know how many people to spread! I heard that last night, the National Teacher's Office, bursts, souls are not strong Scattered, mortal people don't know, but they scared the passing monks to run away!"
"..."
It should be that the Sword Supreme is under the shackles of Ji Hong!
The other party said that there was nothing wrong with it. Even Chen He was not sure. He only asked: "Where is the brother who got the news, knowing that it is a sorcerer?"
"Also inquired, all spread!" Scattered and shook his head and said, "Split-day sages personally let go, the sound of paper cranes is afraid to have flown to the major sects! Jingcheng magic repair has learned the bad news. Magic Road six The sage is dead, and its power is easy to change. This big thing, the realm of the cultivation must be shaken!"
"..."
You are so big, you are so good?
Chen He pretends to be ignorant and confused: "The sword can be the first master of the magic road, the magic repair of the Mahayana period, how can it be -"
"Don't know what to do, I heard that the sword sages a few days ago, and the demon rushed to grab the North Xuan Mibao, wounded in the body, and then closed the retreat. I did not expect his subordinate to call Wan Chun, wolf ambition, It was a hit with the Supreme Master, and the two killed the magical repairs of the National Teacher's Office. They attacked the Sword Swordsman who was retreating, but did they give them a hand? I think, the Gorefiend is also in it."
Innocent becomes one of the true murderers:...
Chen Wo subconsciously touched the nose: "This is to Wan Chun, who is it?"
"It is said that it is the first of the eighteen gods of the Sword Swordsman. It has long been rumored that he is extremely ferocious." The scattered repairs shook a little and hurriedly handed over. "There is no extra words, advice to friends." Let's go away! These gods fight, but we are such a small person suffers! Even the Baoguo Temple and the Baishan Academy may have to shrink their heads and dare not say anything!"
Chen He thanked him and then turned to read the words without a word.
"Well, the sword sage is not dead."
As long as there is a in the murderer, the news is not credible.
Chen He thought thoughtfully.
"What are you thinking?"
"I guess... that is to Wan Chun is Zhan Yuanqiu!" Chen He said with great certainty.
According to common sense, the betrayers who are very disgusted by everyone, the next step is to be killed by the allies. Zhan Yuanqiu is so unlucky to play this culprit.
"No, my brother guessed that the man is a sacred sword." Shi Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "The next step is to get Wan Ling to receive the spirit of the sacred sage, break through, advance to the Mahayana period, and be willing to be a sacred person." The embarrassment, re-enforcement of the magical power of the capital."
Chen Wo blinks.
- It seems that he did not think enough to be transparent, and underestimated the bad taste of the sword.
"But this change, there are many magical repairs in the dark, and the swordsman is not afraid of revenge under the loyalty of the loyalty? The wall is making trouble? Is it worth it?"
"If someone wants to kill the gods, and count the treasures of the swordsmen, then the swordsman's 'death' is good news for them. This is the risk of being counted in the dark, always Dig out and solve it."
"No... I think the Sword Sword Lord wants to play." Chen He said seriously.
"..."
This is the younger brother who loves to tell the truth.
It is a bit of a headache.
"Don't tell the truth to outsiders." Interpretation touched a serious Chen He's cheek. "This matter doesn't matter. We are going out of town and returning to Yuzhou!"
"Hey?" Chen He was shocked, and there was still a lot of things to do.
"Ji Hong is in the hands of the Sword Supreme Master. I am afraid that it is not good. I don't want to ask for useful things. The Sword Sword Lord will not let him die easily. I am afraid I will delay it for a while. If you want to tell us, you must tell us. We will send people to say that if we don't want to, we can't do anything. In short, Ji Hong is already destined to die, and there is no need to worry about him."
Interpretation stares at the sky and frowns deeply: "The magical path is false, and the confusion of the heavens and the earth is true. Let me leave early and let me feel at ease."
Chen He nodded.
I secretly gave myself a plan to retreat after returning to Yuzhou.
When he returned to the inn, he suddenly looked up: "Senior brother, the treasure house of the sword sage, we have not gone yet?"
Trouble! Isn't it a good idea?
Who makes the Sword Sword Lord want to swindle and deduct! Can a dead person stop the Gorefiend robbery? Xiang Wanchun has not yet reached the Mahayana period!
After releasing it, he said, "You come with me. If you are not right, don't do it."
"Okay, brother!"