Cloud God is not God

When Fei Wuyong saw this situation, he began to regret it. He couldn't play and sing, so he didn't have any talent.Scratching his chin, he looked at Ji Ji with a sad expression.Jia Ji smiled at Wu Yong again.

This is really driving ducks to the shelves. When everyone saw his expression, they knew that this person was talking nonsense, and they started to boo again.

Fei Wuyong didn't know where to put his hands, so he supported his waist. He was about to admit defeat, but then he had a flash of inspiration. He couldn't play and sing, but he still had a skill.That is - whip.But it is difficult to swing the whip beautifully and artistically.

Wuyong pulled out the Golden Crow, the Golden Crow looked a bit like a legendary fetish, and suddenly a scripture that he hadn't understood for a long time appeared in his mind.

Fei Wuyong cupped his fists at Jia Ji and gave a salute.Let Jiaji stand far away again.

When everyone saw it, this man was probably trying to play a monkey game, or what would he do with a whip.

Yun Zhongjun upstairs seemed to have seen Wuyong's intentions, seeing him holding a whip in his right hand, he frowned.

Feiwuyong smiled lightly while holding the whip, and patted Jinwu's tail, "Man, come on, let's get to work."

The whip came out in response, wrapping around the wine glass of the man in the front row, which still had wine in it.

"Don't use Qianlong!"

As soon as Wuyong retracted his wrist, the wine glass was rolled over.Wrapped firmly in the whip body, not a single drop of wine was spilled.Like a tiger sniffing carefully, it doesn't startle the rose.

"See the dragon in the field!"

Wuyong stabbed with his hand, and with the tail of the whip on the wine glass, he flew straight into the sky.Like an arrow shooting into the sun, it soars into the sky.

"Do it all day long!"

Wuyong retracted his hand, his body jumped up and spun around, the whip was wrapped around the wine glass, circling around Wuyong.Like a dragon volleying in the sky, circling and winding.

"Or leap into the abyss!"

Wuyong's body fell, and he jumped forward suddenly, like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, sweeping his whip and coming out through the air.Like an eagle tonic.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Wuyong held his hands once, the whip swung upwards, and flew up with Wuyong.Like a dragon flying over a dome, letting a tiger go back to the mountain.

"Kang Long has regrets!"

Wuyong closed his eyes, let go of his hands, and floated down, like a heavenly palace falling weightlessly, collapsing and falling away.

Yun Zhongjun suddenly stood up, just about to rush over to catch Wu Yong, but found that the man opened his eyes, looked at him, and smiled.

"A group of dragons without a leader!"

Just before his body fell to the ground, Wuyong pulled his arms together, grabbed the head of Jinwu's whip, injected his true energy, turned around, touched the ground with his toes, and spun hard, the whip whizzed past, turning into phantoms, It seems that there are countless black dragons around the body, shuttling among the red clouds, without seeing the beginning and the end.A dragon roar shot out into the sky.

……

It wasn't Wu Yong who settled down, but he felt his chest full of breath, and finally realized the meaning of the scriptures. These seven short poems seemed to lead him through a tumultuous life, with ups and downs, Very unhappy.

Taking advantage of the remaining danger of the Golden Crow, Wuyong delivered the whip, and the glass of wine was in front of Jiaji.From beginning to end, no wine was spilled.

Only then did Jiaji realize that she was about to reach out to catch it, but Wuyong whipped her back and turned the wine glass back.

He picked up the wine glass with his fingers and put away the Golden Crow.

He smiled suddenly: "Girls drink less."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the glass of wine.

"Cough, cough, cough" Fei Wuyong felt pain in his right arm, the armrest was molded, and it became sticky for a while.After a burst of dizziness, his body softened.

In the next second, it fell into a wide arm.

Fei Wuyong looked at the person, "It's you, Lord Yunzhong."

Fei Wuyong pulled out an ugly smile, which made Yun Zhongjun frowned.

Everyone else in the audience was silent at the moment, only one person jumped up and shouted: "Brother waste, I knew you could do it!"

Listening to the loud roar, Fei Wuyong rubbed his forehead, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Jiaji in the distance nodded to the woman, and the woman walked to the middle of the stand, announcing that Fei Wuyong and the other would be Jiaji's guests, and everyone whispered as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Feeling his shoulders being grasped tightly, Fei Wuyong raised his head and glanced at Yun Zhongjun.I wondered if Yun Zhongjun had also taken a fancy to this Western Region oiran, and I was afraid that I was in his way.Stand up straight quickly.

Said to Yun Zhongjun with a hippie smile: "Hey, let's go with Yun Zhongjun."

At this time, Qi Jingheng had already come down, and when he came to the stage, he heard this sentence, and seeing Yun Zhongjun's unwavering expression, he said, "Why not together? Are you disgusting?"

Fei Wuyong twirled the wine glass in his hand: "Hey, what are you thinking, kid? I said let Yun Zhongjun join me. Have two drinks with Mrs. Hua Kui."

After hearing this, Qi Jingheng's face turned red and then turned pale, and he pointed at Fei Wuyong: "You, you!" If he hadn't seen the chic and reckless swing of his whip just now, he was full of pride, and he would draw his sword again.

Seeing that the two were still bickering, Yun Zhongjun waved his sleeves and got off the stand, and walked to the private room.Qi Jingheng had no choice but to shut up.Following behind Yun Zhongjun, he still didn't forget to turn his head and stare at Fei Wuyong a few times.

At this time, on the second floor, several pairs of eyes were fixed on Fei Wuyong.

"Master, this Lord Yunzhong came here, I'm afraid it's..."

"It's okay, he is nothing to be afraid of, but that young master, he has a bit of the style of Brother Fei back then. Go and find out his background."

"Yes, master." At this moment, Xu Jiaojiao said to the person in front of her with a respectful and serious face.

The man turned his back to her, unable to see his face clearly, as if he was wearing a silver mask.

……

Fei Wuyong didn't even look at Qi Jingheng, and followed the maid to the second floor and entered Zujiaji's room.As soon as he entered this room, Wu Yong smelled a strange fragrance, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously.Wu Yong shook his head, thinking that his daughter's house was covered in makeup and powder, so the fragrance was naturally tangy.

"When I came to my slave's house, I became rigid."

Jiaji has already lifted the veil at this time, with deep and bright eyes, a nimble and straight nose, looking at Wuyong, smiling sweetly.Naturally, she looks like a beauty with her head tilted, full of exotic style, she is really stunning!

Fei Wuyong was not polite, sat opposite Jia Ji, saw a copy of "Stunning Plan" on the table, picked it up and flipped through it.

Jia Ji met and poured a glass of wine for Fei Wuyong, "Could it be that the young master is planning to come to my place to read this book tonight?"

Fei Wuyong threw the book aside, pinched Jia Ji's wrist, put on the pulse gate, and pulled the beauty into his arms with his right hand.With his left hand, he squeezed a trick and patted Jia Ji's vest.

With a sound of "Ah", a female figure jumped out of Jiaji's body and lay half on the ground.Jiaji fell down in response, after all, she was a beauty, and she couldn't be allowed to fall to the ground, so Wuyong hugged the unconscious Jiaji.

At this time, the two broke through the door, and as soon as the visitor entered, he saw Fei Wuyong sitting on the stool, hugging the unconscious Jia Ji, with a heartbroken look.In fact, it was nothing more than Yong's distressed expression because when Jia Ji fell down, her head was pressing on the wound on his arm, which really hurt.

Seeing two more people coming, the female ghost on the ground was about to escape when she was stopped by Yun Zhongjun's formula.

When Fei Wuyong saw the visitor, he quickly threw the beauty from the Western Regions in his arms on Qi Jingheng.Jing Heng quickly caught it.

"Mr. Yunzhong, it's really time for you to come." Fei Wuyong said in his mouth, but he thought in his heart, I've done everything, so you came.It is clear that he is here to rob people, wrong, it is to rob ghosts, Yun Zhongjun doesn't care about Wuyong.

The two saw this female ghost, dressed in Hanfu, brocade clothes, and quite delicate in appearance, dressed as a woman, looking at the two with horror on her face.

Seeing this ghost, Fei Wuyong was not angry.Then he said to the ghost, "Girl, don't be afraid, I see that you are not angry, but you are possessed by Huakui, and I see you are mourning. But what unfulfilled wish?"

The female ghost opened her mouth and shook her head again.

The author has something to say:

This talent show has been thought about for a long time, borrowing the 7 hexagrams of the Qian hexagram, and combining the artistic conception of the hexagram image, but it has a special flavor. If you have friends who like the Book of Changes, you can discuss it.