The bright moon sits on the ground

The stars change places, the dragons and snakes rise from the land, the stars gather, and the four phenomena are overturned.

Bu Chenrong's words echoed in his ears, like a warning, more like an omen.

This is indeed the invitation to Xiantai, Nie Qiu thought, and, to be precise, it was the "once" invitation to Xiantai.

It was he and Tian Wanyan who were on their way to Xiayan City, and spent the night at the Bu family hidden in the Fengxue Mountains. Bu Chenrong casually looked at the map of Vientiane in front of him, his face suddenly turned pale, and his expression also changed. Worrying? She said that the last time such a hexagram appeared was in the battle between the emperor and Chi You, and it was just a reversal of the two images, which was far less shocking than this time's hexagram.

"Something is approaching there... finally gathered together, causing the stars to turn upside down, and the sky and the earth turn pale."

After Bu Chenrong finished speaking, he pointed to the place where the invitation to Xiantai was, and told Nie Qiu not to go there.

Nie Qiu kept her advice in mind, and never thought of touching what Bu Chenrong said rashly, which would change everyone's fate. However, just as he expected, the mountain was coming towards him, something It's not that he can hide if he wants to.

The pool water reflected the slowly flowing Milky Way, covered with clouds and mist, like a gauze, concealed, the more he tried to see clearly the figures in the gazebo, the more blurred he felt, the smoke and clouds were like entangled The seaweed hooked his limbs, with a smile that was not a smile, and whispered in his ear, Nie Qiu felt as if his legs and feet did not belong to him, and was dragged forward.

He walked into the pool slowly, the water was icy cold, barely reaching his waist, the plain white robe floated up and spread out on the water surface, dizzying the reflected stars in the water, carp were playing around him , and was startled by the turbulent water waves to swim away.

Fortunately, the pond was shallow. After walking for a while, Nie Qiu touched the stone steps with his toes. He climbed up the steps and stepped onto the gazebo.

After clearing away the clouds and mist, the scene in front of me gradually became clear: bluestone table case, on which there were four cups of wine bowls. The bowls were not wine, but morning dew soaked with a few tender green leaves, like a boat , rising and falling in the bowl.

There are four figures sitting in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and the gauze is still in front of him. Nie Qiu can't see their faces clearly. He can only see that these people are all men. The clothes and jewelry they wear are extremely gorgeous, and the brilliance flows , not like everything.

As he got closer, the mist in the pavilion stagnated for a moment, and then dispersed, swallowing him together. The base of the gazebo was submerged in the pool, and there was a thin layer of accumulated water. When you stepped on it, you should be startled. Ripples, but Nie Qiu walked over just like that, the water waves moved slowly, ignoring his existence intentionally or unintentionally, and passed by like a gust of breeze.

None of them seemed to notice the arrival of the unexpected guest, and Nie Qiu realized that he was just a phantom that did not exist.

There is water in the pavilion, and smooth bluestones grow on all sides, unadorned, not like artificial polishing, but rather like the unintentional creation of this world. These four figures are sitting on the bluestone, or holding wine bowls, or closing their eyes. Thoughts, did not make a sound.

The person near the stone steps tapped the table with his fingertips, his lips moved slightly, as if he was about to speak.

From the moment Nie Qiu stepped into the gazebo, the barrier made of clouds and mist trapped him in the pavilion. Even if he wanted to leave, he had nowhere to go—he thought about it, subconsciously relaxed his movements, and then He moved closer, wanting to hear what the man had to say.

Then, he suddenly felt a cold gaze, like a bent knife, piercing his ribs and locking him tightly.

It didn't come from anyone in front of me, because they didn't look at him at all, and a coolness rushed to the top of the sky. Nie Qiu lowered his head slowly, looking down, or more precisely, looking at the originally calm water.

Is it because of the cloud and mist, or because of the different angle of view, the pool of water originally only reflected the eaves of the pavilion made of bricks and tiles, but at this moment, Nie Qiu saw something that he had never seen before on the surface of the water under his feet. .

It was a beautiful fox with a huge body, with blood-like blood-red lines painted on its white fur. It swam in a thin layer of water, its nine fluffy and soft tails spread out behind it, dragging out lines, More like a fish's tail.

While Nie Qiu was looking over, it was also looking at Nie Qiu, coldly with those vertical pupils without emotion.

As if being burned by this sight, Nie Qiu quickly looked away.

How long has it been waiting here?Like the most seasoned hunter, waiting quietly behind the rippling grass?

He didn't know, and probably couldn't.

But when Nie Qiu looked away, he saw the reflection of the other three figures in the water.

The man in azure clothes was not very old, only in his twenties, but his temperament was quite calm.His sleeves are woven from slender and soft green feathers, the tips of which are slightly curled. When he flicks his sleeves, the sleeves move accordingly, making a rustling sound. Blowing, jingling, like jade hitting a porcelain bowl, not noisy.

The red-headed black-eyed green luan was reflected in the water below him, with its wings folded, and its feathers fiddled with its pointed beak.

The man in black exudes an air of aloofness from head to toe, just like cold pearls and cold jade. There are patterns of stars on the corners of his skirt, and there are water patterns floating, flickering, whether it is from him to pick up the wine From the flat arms at the time of the bowl, and from the small movements of his slight sideways covering the vulnerable parts, it can be seen that he should be a famous general, but he is not wearing armor.

The surface of the water below him reflected the sky full of stars, and Po Jun in the Big Dipper was particularly bright and conspicuous.

The man with the red robe and bare chest, even if it is covered by clouds and mist, it is easy to see that his complexion is different from ordinary people. It is not bronze, but more similar to the color of scorched rocks, devouring the afterglow of the sun and the moon, revealing There is no light at all.From an inch below his lips to his legs sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, even his ankles are painted with golden patterns, densely packed. From a distance, he looks like a devout monk reciting Sanskrit. However, you don't need to see his face clearly to see Can know that he is definitely not a monk.

As soon as his gaze fell, the scorching gaze that seemed to be burning with flames swept over, burning everything into barrenness.

Just like his eyes, a desolate and lonely tomb was reflected under him, even ashes seemed to be floating on the water, it was not so much a tomb as a battlefield, and wherever he looked, there were broken swords Knives, halberds and guns.

And the man sitting next to him... Nie Qiu looked at it through a layer of fog, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like Xu Lang.

It wasn't the short and thin old man in his memory, but he couldn't hide his cleverness. The others sat upright, only Xu Lang was half leaning on the bluestone, with jet-black long hair. His hair spread out on the water, and he didn't care if it got wet or not. The corners of his lips were raised, obviously smiling, and when he wanted to speak, he tapped on the table with his fingertips.

Xu Langxu muttered something to the red-robed man, as if he was asking him for help, but the red-robed man remained silent for a while, and only nodded slightly when it came to the end. At first Nie Qiu thought he agreed, but when Xu Lang sat down all of a sudden, Judging from the act of straightening up and aggressively grabbing the wine bowl in front of him, the red-robed man probably refused, and reluctantly agreed because he was so entangled with him.

The fox in the water was gone in a flash. It just squinted its eyes and gave Nie Qiu a glance, then turned around and hid in the pattern.

However, a movement of the man in black caught Nie Qiu's attention.

There are not many accessories on this general's body, but it seems to hold thousands of stars. When he raised his hand, the stars flowing on the sleeve of his clothes also woke up, and ran with him, silencing the sound of the wind—then, he will Put your five fingers together and turn your palms down.

The water in the pool was still, and the moment he raised his hand and flipped his palms, the strange scene reflected in the pool suddenly changed.

The messy stars that were originally twisted into four strands gradually converged in his every move, and re-formed into a wide and long big body. In the north, Sanyuan 28, each returned to its place, and it was no longer as chaotic as before. The overturning of the four phenomena seems to be just the chaotic remnant of the midnight dream, which has never appeared before.

The god in charge of the stars was a little impatient listening to Xu Lang's endless words, and tapped his fingers on his knees. Nie Qiu thought he was going to interrupt Xu Lang, but instead of looking at Xu Lang, he looked at Xu Lang. ...Nie Qiu.

"You shouldn't have come here." Just as he imagined, his voice had no warmth, "There are some things that you don't need to know."

Obviously other voices were indistinct, but this sentence pierced through the phantom directly, making people hear it clearly.

Inside the carriage, Nie Qiu's fingers moved subconsciously, Xu Hua frowned, and said "Oh shit" in a low voice.

Unlike living people, the soul can feel many things that ordinary people can't see or think of. It knows that Nie Qiu has been involved in an illusion, and it doesn't stop it, because Nie Qiu said that until an emergency, It doesn't hurt to let him fall into a deep hallucination.

It really wanted to praise Nie Qiu for being completely crazy, but unfortunately the timing didn't allow it, nor did the illusion full of unknown dangers.

Fang Qisheng couldn't see it, so it harnessed the wind and blew up the closed curtain to remind Fang Qisheng.

Fortunately, he is a smart man, thinking in vain, just need a little trouble, the leader of the demon cult can act like a vigilant wolf, and immediately react. I can't see any similarities with the previous ones, but in Fang Qisheng's eyes, those eighteen stones are as easy to understand as a map covered with signs.

In the illusion, not only the black-clothed general, the Tsing-clothed fairy who had been silent all the time, but also the red-robed man who was dealing with Xu Lang, all looked up at the place where Nie Qiu was. It was not clear how malicious or kind their gaze was, but every part of his body screamed, reminding him of the danger.

Qing Luan reflected on the water also stretched his neck to look at him, the stars froze, and the broken weapons in the ancient battlefield made trembling hums.

And that snow-white nine-tailed fox has never appeared since the moment their eyes met.

Nie Qiu was forced by those gazes to grope and back away. For some reason, he was not afraid at all. He felt like an outsider who had no intention of setting foot in someone else's territory.

The mist condensed into a barrier, and his back was quickly attached to the solid barrier, unable to move back half a step.

The touch of the fingertips was a wet and cold area, tight and solid, without any gaps. When Nie Qiu heard the voice of the black-clothed fairy suddenly approaching very close, he deliberately lowered his voice and taught him word by word, the truth Nothing good, do you understand?

There was a momentary pause in his breathing, and then, the thick barrier behind him dissipated, and he lost his support and fell backwards.

At the moment when he fell down, Nie Qiu saw the young fairy who had been silent for a long time, holding a burning talisman, clouds and mist poured into his sleeve robe continuously, and the sleeves woven by green feathers shook , undulating up and down, flapping its wings to fly.

Then, he felt his world spinning, and everything in his sight turned into a fleeting silhouette, and he rushed towards the water.

At the same time, Fang Qisheng accurately found the stone that symbolized the "eye of the array" and took it out.