The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

Although he was in poor health, he still had to attend the compulsory priest courses every week.Due to the previous falling into the water incident, it was the first time for Wu Xie to attend a group class, and it was also the first time to meet other successors.This place is like a university classroom. Seven or eight brothers sit in a hall that can accommodate a hundred people and receive the teaching from the teacher. I don’t know if they are afraid of peeping or worrying that the walls have ears. The courses arranged are also miscellaneous and varied.This is an indispensable and necessary step to be a successor to a high priest.

Sitting here, Wu Xie felt a little depressed. Firstly, he didn't know how much Sikong Chi had learned before; secondly, he himself was not interested in ceremonial witchcraft, which to him was closer to sorcery. , he is really incapable of dealing with it; three years ago, for a beginner who knows nothing, such an advanced course is really overwhelming.Besides, he is not the real Sikong Chi in the first place, it is uncertain how long he can stay in this place, but he will leave after all when the time is up, but before that, he can't spend all his time on these insignificant things In fact, the only thing he has to do now is to figure out the purpose of coming here, as well as the past between himself and Poker Ping...

Thinking about it, Wu Xie's thoughts had already flown elsewhere. He stared at the five or six-meter-high stone mural painting on one side and sighed. I have to say that the stone carving techniques of the ancients are really amazing. The painting is carved out of Yin and Yang carvings. , fine brushwork, vivid shape, and the artistic attainments attached to it are remarkable, comparable to the models of famous masters.It's just that the content in this painting seems to have been seen before. Wu Xie was concentrating on the memory of where he had seen it before, and saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, blocking his flood-like thoughts like a dam.

"Uh... you are? Ah..." Wu Xie came back to his senses, the person in front of him really surprised him, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak.

"What? I don't even remember? I heard that you have lost your memory. I didn't expect you to be stupid. I don't know if you have completely forgotten the superior witchcraft explained by your father?" The young man in front of him curled his lips and smiled, somewhat Looking at Wu Xie mockingly, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

This... this person... Wu Xie was stunned on the spot. If he saw a unicorn that looked exactly like Poker Ping, he was a little shocked, but at this moment he saw a living Zhuo Linyu standing in front of him. I really don't know whether he has time-traveled or just had a vain dream.

"Looking at your expression, it seems that you still remember me more or less? Should I be relieved?" Zhuo Linyu No. [-] (so called in Wu Xie's heart for the time being) smiled contemptuously, and whispered softly by Wu Xie's side:

"Hey, before the class starts, do you need to introduce yourself?" Seeing Wu Xie's puzzled and surprised expression, he seemed to find it very interesting, and then he introduced his name in a proper manner after that:

"My name is Sikong Yi, please give me your advice."

"Are you mocking me?" Wu Xie was a little annoyed. This person was obviously looking for faults, but then again, the same surname is Sikong, which means he is his brother, and his name is 楀. Suddenly, something flashed in Wu Xie's heart. But Guo: Zhuo Linyu, Sikong Li, Lin Yu, and Li, if it's a coincidence, it's too outrageous a coincidence, if you say they look alike, the twins would feel ashamed.Could it be the same person?

"Hey, Zhuo Linyu, let me tell you, how long are you going to pretend? It's time to show your true colors."...

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So after that, the sentence that Wu Xie said accidentally became the laughing stock of everyone after dinner.And the most unlucky thing was being teased in the ear of Qilin, who was as boring as a bottle of oil, as if he heard a joke of the century.

"Brother Qilin, don't you think it's ridiculous? It's okay that the brothers don't know each other, and you still call me Zhuo, haha... I'm so funny..." Sikong Li laughed and repeated intermittently. Wu Xie blushed embarrassingly, wishing she could just find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Qilin didn't smile very much. His sharp eyes shot at the shy boy, and he was confused again. No matter how he looked at him, he was far different from the one he knew. In his memory, although he was in poor health, he had been suffering from illnesses all year round. , but he has a personality that refuses to admit defeat. Among the many successors, he always gives people a sense of standing out from the crowd. He is also well-behaved and serious in doing things. Chi, I'm afraid he wouldn't say such strange words. If it was Sikong Chi in the past, he would never do something that was made fun of by others. Even if someone made fun of him, he would fight back mercilessly, but now he is Putting on an expression that can't help but want to be protected, like an angel who has taken off his battle suit, and a hedgehog that has pulled out its thorns, it makes people feel pity...

The night came quickly, and before he knew it, Wu Xie had lived here for nearly two months. Fortunately, there was going to be an annual large-scale festival in China, and their courses were therefore delayed for the assessment time. Wu Xie Sometimes I am really afraid of the assessment, not to mention that he is not interested in these advanced sacrificial methods and witchcraft techniques, even if he has a strong interest, he will not be able to learn them. He has been studying metaphysics and sacrificing gods all day long since he was [-] years old, so that he can achieve his current achievements, and Wu Xie is just a small owner of an antique shop. , it is impossible for him to master all the knowledge at once, not to mention that talent is also an indispensable capital.

In the sweltering room, Wu Xie stared at the thick bamboo slips and became more and more bored. Although he didn't want others to find out that he was not Si Kongqi at all and tried hard to cover it up, but no matter how he looked at it, it was incomprehensible like a book from heaven. Try the method above, it's like something to lie to children, it's useless at all, "Damn, I don't do it anymore." Wu Xie almost vomited blood in anger, threw the bamboo slips to the ground, and yelled shit.Just at this moment, the door opened with a "squeak", and the visitor's face was calm but not at all hostile, although his eyes were cold, he could find some warmth in them.After Wu Xie saw who it was, his face turned red involuntarily. It's unlucky, every time he sees himself in embarrassment, no matter whether it's in this life or the previous life, he is destined to be trampled on.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Qilin's deep voice sounded at the right time...

Before they knew it, the two of them had already walked a long distance relatively silently. Looking back, the night sky in midsummer always gave people a lot of reverie. When Wu Xie turned his head, he happened to see Qilin also looking up at the sky, with a deep melancholy hidden in his eyes. ... This scene seems familiar. At this moment, it seems to be a historical loop. Wu Xie seems to have seen the lonely profile on the Gobi Desert covered by the fire, and saw the thin figure of the night watchman under the Gongga Snow Mountain. Bearing the anguish of his life experience, at that time, Poker Ping's lonely and deep eyes were filled with the low sighs of the night sky, his melancholy was so heartbreaking...

"Qi Ling..." unconsciously called out that long-hidden and unforgettable name.

Qilin looked at him strangely, a little strange but a little familiar, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, he just felt that there must be some secret hidden in Chi's heart now.

"Are you calling me?"

"Ah..." Wu Xie finally recognized the reality, woke up from the hazy memories, and hurriedly explained:

"Haha, it was just a slip of the tongue. It must be that Xiaopang told me to eat too many apricots today, and my tongue went numb..." Looking at Qilin's unbelievable eyes, Wu Xie was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say, and seemed to panic for a while Hands, feet, and fingers fiddled non-stop, white teeth nibbling at pink lips, thinking about how to deal with it.

For some reason, Qilin suddenly developed a strong interest in the boy in front of him. Sometimes he was innocent, sometimes silent and sad, sometimes enthusiastic and free, and sometimes contemptuous and pitiful. When it started, something seemed to sprout in his cold heart ...