east corner

Because Xuanying had given orders to withdraw all the maids from the main hall, it was extraordinarily quiet when entering.

When Shen Lan entered the hall, she even felt that his footsteps echoed.

With his hands behind his back, after entering the courtyard, he easily found the room where Gong Wunian and Hui Gui were located.It was not surprising that the two were close together.

Shen Lan randomly picked a room and walked for a walk, but suddenly felt a gaze looking at him.Shen Lan turned her head abruptly, saw a small head popping up from the corner, and saw that Shen Lan had spotted him, she flinched back.

Where is the child from?

Shen Lan looked in that direction and stood there without moving.After a while, the small and round head poked out again, and when he saw that he hadn't left, he immediately shrank back.

Shen Lan became a little curious, and in a flash, he appeared behind the child.Leaning down slightly, he asked softly, "Little friend, what can you do for me?"

The kid jumped in fright, shuddered violently, ran out without even looking back.

He ran away without a trace.

Shen Lan was a little confused.

He reckoned that this might be the youngest son of Xuancheng, otherwise he wouldn't be running around in the main hall of Pengshan, maybe it was the guests who came to Pengshan who were curious and ran over secretly.

Shen Lan yawned and went back to the house.

At this time, the sky had already dimmed, and every household lit their lamps, and the light spread out inch by inch from the top of Pengshan Mountain to the foot of Pengshan Mountain.

Pengshan is used to being lively at night, and the clansmen basically don't stay in the house.Banquets, bonfires, this is essential every night.

Yaochuan is not like a family in the human race. They are neighbors at most. They live in a group, and they are more or less connected by blood, so they are very close.

Except for the dark Pengshan Hall, Pengshan looks like a jubilant scene at night.

No one would notice that the head of the Pengshan tribe was sitting on the top of the Pengshan hall, hiding in the darkness, looking down quietly.

The wind passed by his side, and in the blink of an eye, an old man in cloth robes appeared.

Xuancheng seemed to have known that he would come a long time ago, and didn't show any surprise.

"How about it?"

"Didn't you hear everything?"

Xuancheng looked at the lights below, and there was some pain in his eyes: "It's all my fault, if I didn't accept the divine power of the Dragon King, wouldn't it be possible to get to where I am today?"

"Cheng'er," the cloth-robed old man's voice became more serious, "It's not your fault, and you have no chance to repent, understand?"

"......Yes."

"Fox King's birthday banquet in a few days, send a few capable people to keep an eye on Gong Wunian. I can see that there is something strange about him."

Xuancheng seemed to disapprove, "We invited the person here, isn't it inappropriate to do so. Besides, Gong Wunian is not an ordinary person, so this may arouse his suspicion."

The old man in the cloth robe sneered: "It's better than our failure. Cheng'er, after so many years, you can't change your indecisive temperament. Sooner or later, things will go wrong."

Xuancheng didn't refute, but just lowered his eyes slightly: "I see, elder."

As if thinking of something, the gray-robed old man hissed softly: "There is also the young man beside him, he has a dangerous aura about him. Take a chance and find out the truth."

Xuancheng was a little surprised, he knew the strength of the elders best, in this world he could say the word "dangerous", maybe he could count them on the palm of his hand.

After a pause, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the cloth-robed old man: "This is our last chance. If it succeeds, all the current crisis can be resolved. If not..."

He didn't say any more, just flicked his sleeves and disappeared in a flash.

......

Gong Wunian fell into a deep sleep.

His face was a little pale, and a thin layer of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

He couldn't wake up, and his whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave, burned by ice and fire, mixed with heat and cold, but this was not the most unbearable.He felt that the spine seemed to be densely packed with ants, biting them carefully, it was extremely itchy and extremely painful.

No matter what, he couldn't get rid of it.

Serious again.

He had already felt physically ill before, and he could bear it when he was awake, pretending nothing happened.However, once night fell, the pain of bone erosion followed like a shadow, but his eyelids seemed to be pressed hard by someone, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

What exactly has he retreated for the past 200 years?

Gong Wunian has asked himself this question in his heart more than once.

At times like this, Gong Wunian was a little thankful that Gui Gui wasn't in the same room with him, so he wouldn't see him like this.Also... a little lost again.

Gong Wunian couldn't help laughing in his head that he was not doing right, at such a juncture, he was thinking about all these things.

Pain and itching are like surging waves, surging, and sometimes there will be a moment of relief that allows him to take a breath, and then it will become more intense - Gong Wunian lay motionless on the bed, but in fact his body had already exploded.

I don't know how long he has been suffering in such pain, and when he finally regained consciousness and opened his eyes, it was already midnight.

He propped himself up on the bed, raised half of his body, frowned and stretched out a hand to pull at the neckline. His clothes were already stuck to his body with cold sweat, making him very uncomfortable.

He cast a spell to evaporate the water on his body, and his whole body became refreshed, and he was slightly relieved.

The room was very dark, Gong Wunian got up and raised his hand to take off the black robe on the shelf and put it on his body, walked slowly to the door and opened it.The cool wind from the yard blew in, as if it wanted to blow into the cracks in his bones.

He walked into the courtyard and looked up at the sky. There was no dark cloud in the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were bright.

Gong Wunian flicked his clothes, and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

He didn't feel sleepy tonight, he looked at the stars in the sky and was slightly lost in thought.

Pausing for a moment, Gong Wunian bent down and picked up a few stones from the ground.Instead of sitting idle, he remembered that he had learned the art of divination from a priest in the world.

One of them is compatible with the astrology.It fits the situation right now.

What is it?Gong Wunian thought about it and came up with an idea.He shook the stones in his hand and tossed them lightly. Several stones rolled and landed on the stone table.

Gong Wunian touched his chin, and carefully looked at the scattered stones on the table.

Looking at it, Gong Wunian's eyebrows raised high.

This--

The hexagram in front of him made him feel a little unreal.

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A certain author implodes (not) two chapters in one day.