Chapter 17 Chapter Seven Watching the Night

In the dark secret room, mottled moonlight spread all over the floor.Fusu felt that the night wind coming in through the window was really cool, so he pulled the skirt of his clothes tight.The moonlight was shining brightly on his forehead, leaving deep and shallow wrinkles. Have you reached Jiuyi yet?How many days are left until Qingwang Wuxiang's soul is scattered?He silently counted the days, and couldn't help worrying about the girl over there again.Fusu has been confined in his own secret room for more than ten days.He doesn't know any news from the outside world.Mu Liu went to Jiuyi, but there was no news. His subordinates patrolled outside his window every day, making the wind chimes "dud-duk".Instead, Fusu's mood gradually calmed down.There are more than a dozen chips scattered on the table, and they are dialed back and forth every day.He doesn't really believe in divination, and often today's conclusions are quite different from yesterday's conclusions.Because the world is inherently impermanent, the changes in calculations cannot keep up with Bai Yuncanggou.So in many cases, deduction calculation is just a form.He trusted his intuition more, relying on the intuition gained from years of practice and meditation.

However, there is always something that is eternal, right? He felt that the moment of eternity was approaching. Under the moonlight, the ancient operator reflected a bronze-like light.This pair of calculation chips has a history of hundreds of years, and has been passed down from generation to generation among the Si Mings of the You clan. It was handed over to the old Si Ming when he was dying.Every time you touch it, you can feel the touch left by the sages.However, the smooth and thick feeling was as painful as needle pricks, making the fingers tremble slightly.Suddenly, the sound of the wind chime became louder and louder.

"You're here?" Fusu was a little surprised in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm. Under the moonlight, the girl in black was silent. "So Wu Xiang's soul was really rescued by Mu Liu. You are not reconciled, are you?" Fusu sighed. "Master..." The girl raised her head, a pair of clear eyes behind the black veil shone with determination, "You know, this is my mission." Fusu nodded involuntarily, and gently lifted the girl's veil.The girl looked into his eyes seriously, hoping that he would say something encouraging.But Fusu just stared at the girl's face in rapt attention, before smiling for a while, "Ji Sun has really grown up...then, tonight, you have to be careful."

Ji Sun smiled, "Maybe, I will see Mrs. Xiang again." Fusu was startled when he heard this.What was it like seeing Mrs. Xiang?Maybe it's better not to see each other, it's just adding to the misery in vain.Ji Sun, who is the young commander, is not a weak woman. Facts in the past few years have proved that Ji Sun is even calmer and stronger than him as a master, but Fusu himself has to feel sorry for her. "Ji Sun, there is something I've always wanted to tell you," Fusu said with a wry smile, "As the senior commander of Jiuyi, I violated the old commander's order and hid in Yingdu as their priest. I left all the important tasks on you. At that time, you were so young, so you must be very lonely guarding the altar of Jiuyi Mountain alone. Master is right..."

"Master—" Ji Sun interrupted Fusu. She wanted to say that she was not lonely at all, and that guarding the altar was her inherent responsibility.But he couldn't say it, so he just smiled at the end. Fusu looked at Ji Sun's forehead, the light blue crescent moon exuded a pleasing and peaceful light in the darkness, and felt relieved.The freshest Angelica dahurica flower born in Jiuyi, she will not fail. "The guards outside are all asleep." Ji Sun said, "Master, please leave quickly?" Fusu shook his head. Ji Sun's eyes widened, "Don't tell me Master doesn't want to go back!"

Fusu smiled and said, "Ji Sun, from now on, your mission is to protect Jiuyi. And I, I want to stay here." "Master, have you decided?" Fusu nodded. No one knows his own destiny better than Si Ming of You Clan.Gathering and dispersal, life and death, dependent origination, dependent extinction.Ji Sun knew that she didn't need to say any more, so he didn't say anything, bowed his head, and walked away.Fusu heard the sound of the wind chimes gradually stop, turned around and glanced at the counting chips on the table, and was suddenly taken aback. Why is it so fierce!Was his feeling wrong, or was his calculation unbelievable?He ran to the window in panic, but Ji Sun had long since disappeared.

In the depths of Danfeng Hall, Mrs. Xiang, dressed in white, wanders in the corridor.Clutching a secret report in her hand, Qing Ren had set off from the back of Kongsang Ridge with people a day ago.Originally, she planned to be on guard, but Muliu went to Nine Yi and hadn't returned yet. Among the princes and ministers loyal to her in Yingdu, there was not anyone with enough strength. After thinking about it, Mrs. Xiang couldn't bear it any longer, leaving King Qing behind and hurried back to the well in Cangwu Garden.On the other side of Jiangli Mountain, what happened!Mrs. Xiang moved slowly to the well, hardly daring to look inside.From the ripples of the well, Mrs. Xiang saw that Wu Xiang's soul was free and was rushing to Yingdu.She finally relaxed a little bit.

At that time, Danfeng Hall was surrounded by cavalry. "Mrs. Xiang used You Clan's sorcery to control King Qing's soul, intending to usurp power." Many people are saying this. Why hasn't Wu Xiang woke up yet? He must wake up before the army invades, and before Qing Ren occupies the palace.Mrs. Xiang couldn't help becoming nervous, looking around.Only then did she see that there was not a single Angelica dahurica flower left on the barren platform, even the most withered and haggard petals were not left! She rushed over and saw those bleak flowers languishing in the mud, no one dared to break into Mrs. Xiang's forbidden area, they died by themselves.The fate is over, and I die.

Is the ending already doomed? ...Suddenly a beautiful woman's face appeared in the well, exactly like herself.Mrs. Xiang was startled, who is that?That's not her.Because although the eyes are distant, deep and sad, there is a light blue crescent moon on the forehead.She lowered her head, looked at the gold ring on her hand, and realized something.A beautiful face reflected in the well water, as clear and quiet as the sky—is that her? In the distant south of the Yangtze River, where the water and the sky are the same color, the red maple is bright, the grass is green and the smoke is cold, is there moonlight like this tonight?

Anyone who drank the water of Yunmeng will eventually return to that vast green field.The old ballads are chanted endlessly. Mrs. Xiang suddenly smiled.Then it's all doomed. In the deep palace, Mrs. Xiang buried the last petal in the soil, and then decided to find Wu Xiang. Outside the palace gate, the sound of horns resounded through the palace walls.Under the light of clusters of torches, the armor and swords of the soldiers shone silver-red.Amidst the majestic cheers of the warriors, a young prince with a longbow on his back was riding a pure black steed, wandering in front of the palace gate.

"My lord, hurry up and order!" Mo Luo urged impatiently. Young Master Qingren raised his head to look at the stars, still in deep thought. "My lord, give an order, there are so many soldiers waiting. Let's rush into the Danfeng Hall and arrest that temptress—" "Presumptuous!" Young Master Qingren shouted decisively, "No one can slander Mrs. Xiang." Morrow fell silent for a moment. Qing Ren's slender fingers slowly slid across the smooth bowstring, "We will stay here until midnight." Once the time passed, it was the second day.Moro understood.On the second day, Qing Wang Wuxiang should end his life.Qing Ren's consideration is comprehensive, and Mrs. Xiang will have nothing to say when King Qing dies.