Chapter 34: See the dragon without a head

The three people held their breath at the same time.
A copper coin fell on the table first.
"Nvwa face." Shutong clenched his fists.
The second copper coin also revealed its face.
"Nuwa face." The book boy's breathing became more and more rapid.
The third copper coin fell on the table, but it continued to rotate in place, as if it were not in a hurry to reveal this strange trigram. Until a moment later, when the copper coins finally stopped little by little, suddenly one hand covered him. The face of the copper coin should be revealed, but that hand blocked his vision.
The book boy looked up, now he was sweating profusely: "Why?"
Xiao Se still looked careless, and smiled lazily: "Nowadays there are no more than two kinds of hexagrams. I want to ask Mr., what can I do if it is still a yin face? If there is a yang face, what is the solution?"
The book boy slowed down and was not eager to look at the hexagrams, and replied: "If it is still the yin face, then it is the six lao yin. The six lines are all moving lines, then this hexagram is "use nine, see the dragon without a head"."
"Oh?" Xiao Se smiled slightly, "is it bad or good?"
"Good luck." Shutong said slowly, "The world is governed by a group of dragons without a leader. When the time comes for the waiters, they can meet the dragon and fly straight for nine days."
"What if it's Fuxi noodles?" Xiao Se continued to ask.
The book boy sighed: "The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow."
Xiao Se did not continue to ask, but only gave a soft "Oh".
"Hey, why did the sky suddenly change?" Xiao Er walked out of the tea shop and looked up at the sky, only to find that at some point, the sky was already covered with clouds and dark thunder was rolling.
The scholar clenched his fists, and the mahogany sword behind the scholar was about to move, as if it was about to rush out immediately.
"The big evil hexagram." The book boy continued to explain, "Canglong and seven stars are coming, and the dispute between Yin and Yang has triggered a fierce war. Long Zhan died in the deserted beach, and blood flowed 30,000 miles."
"Boom!" There was a huge thunder from the sky.
"Okay." Xiao Se said loudly, and with a violent wave of his hand, he flew the coin far away.
No one will know the result.
The dark clouds dissipated instantly, and the thunder was just an illusion. The sun shone in again, leaving only the little Er standing outside with a face wondering: "This day... has become too fast."
"Why?" The scholar was puzzled.
Xiao Se collected the other two coins and put them into the bamboo tube: "I never believed in the gods, only in myself, but last night, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in my heart, wondering if I should make a decision. But. I don’t have the courage, so I cowardly want to come and ask for heaven. However, I suddenly wanted to understand just now, so it doesn’t matter if this hexagram is counted."
The book boy quietly put away the bamboo tube, his face was calm, but after a while, he suddenly knelt on his knees and said loudly, "Thank you!"
"It's not all for you." Xiao Se smiled, "If you want to really break Qingcheng Mountain, I am afraid that Zhao Yuzhen will use the peach wood sword to chop my head."
The book boy sighed: "It's Feixuan who is arrogant." He knew in his heart that if Xiao Se suddenly ended this divination, there would be thunder rolling in the sky that day, he was afraid that he would be hit on him.
At this time, there was an exclamation in the city: "Miss Sikong is back!" After that exclaim, there was a flurry of jumping, and many vendors immediately took the stalls and started running without stopping.
"Miss Sikong is back!" The exclamation was heard one after another, and the entire Xiaguan city echoed one after another.
Xiao Er from the tea shop came over with a bitter face, trying to drive the last table of guests-Xiao Se and them.
Xiao Se glared at him: "My friend has gone to the pavilion, and will be back here in a while. Are you really going to withdraw the stall now?"
Xiao Er hesitated in his heart. Just now there was news that the red-clothed boy had already passed the thirteenth floor and went up. He must be a figure in Xueyue City in the future. How could he be able to provoke him? of? Don't be offended. However, Miss Sikong...
Seeing Xiao Er's embarrassed expression, Xiao Se put down the cup and stood up.
"My son, do you want it?" The scholar looked out of the tea shop.
"The person above owes me eight hundred taels, and I also help him to climb to the sixteenth floor." Xiao Se walked to the tea shop, stood in the middle of the road, and turned to look at the horse. The dark horse coming. Immediately there was a woman in black, holding a dark golden long spear, with extraordinary spirit, and she looked like a person who had met with bleakness not long ago-the spear fairy, Sikong Changfeng.
"I just went out of the city for half a day, so I went up to the thirteenth floor. It's all a bunch of rubbish!" the woman scolded.
A sergeant on horseback followed and said: "It is said that the thirteenth floor has also been rushed through, and it is currently heading towards the fourteenth floor."
"Who will guard the pavilion on the fourteenth floor today?" The woman stunned.
"It seems to be Miss." Hu Cong replied.
The woman waved her horse whip vigorously: "If the guy sees that there is no one in the pavilion, wouldn't it be that Miss Ben is afraid of her? Drive!" However, the woman looked up and found that there was still a tea room on the street that should have been deserted. At the shop, a man in a green shirt was putting his arms in his sleeves and yawning at himself.
Although the woman is known for her brutality in Xiaguan City, she is not a wicked person. She has no hobby of riding a horse and tramples others to death, so she hurriedly retorted and cursed: "Who?
Xiao Se raised his head and looked at the woman in black with a slight smile.
The black-clothed woman was taken aback for a moment, thinking that there are men in the world who look so good-looking, she was a little surprised. The guard next to him reminded him: "Miss, I don't dare to go to ascend the sky pavilion again, I am afraid that the kid will go straight to the 15th floor."
The black-clothed woman came back to her senses, and pointed her spear bleakly: "Who are you? Why are you blocking this lady's way?"
Xiao Se did not answer, but looked at the gun thoughtfully: "Daughter of the Spear Fairy?"
"What kind of guns or guns are fairies, women are not women. This lady Sagong Qianluo, I ask you, why are you blocking my way?" The black-clothed woman was a little annoyed, and seemed to hate the title of "gun fairies".
Xiao Se turned around and pointed to Dengtian Pavilion: "The one in the pavilion is my friend."
"You want to trap me here?" Sikong Qianluo jumped off his horse and pulled out a spear.
But the blue shirt was gone.
"Yes." Suddenly a voice rang in Sikong Qianluo's ears, and a warm breath blew her earlobes. She was shocked, the spear in her hand soared out, but the Tsing Yi was once again backed away.
"Little Master, didn't you say that this person is not good at martial arts?" Shutong's eyes widened when he saw this scene.
The scholar smiled awkwardly: "This is martial arts, it is obviously light."
"What light work?" Shutong asked.
"The best light work in the world, Tayun!" The scholar swallowed.
On the thirteenth floor of the Dengtian Pavilion, Lei Wujie was closing his eyes to adjust his breath. Although the pavilion guard suffered a lot of trauma, he was not in a hurry to heal his injuries, but silently put away the few dice that were thrown out: "What is your name?"
"Lei Wujie, I reported my name three times when I went upstairs." Lei Wujie closed his eyes and smiled.
"Humph, although you won me. But you still have to pay for the money you want to pay for me." The pavilion guard said bitterly, "I lost this bet, and I have to laugh at the old woman when I go back. ."
"Your mother?" Lei Wujie finished his luck and opened his eyes.
"My master, Yin Luoxia. The troublesome woman said that it doesn't matter if I lose to anyone in the martial arts competition. I can't lose in gambling. It's a headache to have such a master." The pavilion guard scratched his head, looking helpless.
"Yin Luoxia? Fairy Luoxia? Fairy Luoxia with a palm on the Canglan River?" Lei Wujie's eyes lit up. Fairy Luoxia has been on the list of beauties compiled by good deeds on the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. The fairy character.
"It's over 30 years old, what a thing. Why are you breaking the river with a palm, not the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, why are you so admired? Tell you, just an old woman..." The pavilion guard babbled As he spoke, suddenly a soft female voice came: "Ming Xuan."
Lei Wujie looked up and looked around, but did not see anyone.
"Mingxuan, come to Xizhaoge." The female voice came again, and Lei Wujie suddenly realized that although the voice seemed to be in his ears, it came from a distance.
The pavilion guard showed a miserable look, and he felt like he was about to cry. He sighed, and walked away through the pavilion. Finally he turned his head and said to Lei Wujie: "My name is Luo Mingxuan. We will see each other soon, and I won’t lose a bet next time."
"What an interesting person." Lei Wujie picked up the package that was on the ground and continued to walk up. After climbing the fourteenth floor, he found that the pavilion was empty and there was no one. He frowned slightly and looked around vigilantly. There is no one on the fourteenth floor. There is only one explanation, that is, the pavilion guards on this floor have hidden their figure. People with such skills may appear at any time. Can take his own life.
"Broken!" Lei Wujie yelled angrily, and his qi dispersed around, but apart from raising some dust, there seemed to be no other movement. After a long time, he finally determined that there was no great assassin master hiding in the dark, and the fourteenth floor was just an empty pavilion. So now are we going straight to the 15th floor? After Lei Wujie thought for a moment, he sat down casually.
A quarter of an hour later, there was still no movement on the fourteenth floor. Lei Wujie finally stood up, patted the dust on his body, and planned to go to the fifteenth floor. However, when he got up, he found that there was someone standing in front of him.
He was dressed in black and had a burly figure with an interesting smile on his face.
A person that Lei Wujie is very familiar with, and he has lived and died together.
"Big brother!" Lei Wujie's eyes were slightly moist.
Tang Lian nodded: "You are finally here. I didn't expect to meet again in this way."