This year's Lantern Festival ended with a heavy rain.
The jubilant and lively street market was crowded with people, but it was quickly emptied by the torrential rain. The Xungui family's carriage hurriedly ran, and there were splashes of muddy water everywhere. The precious and delicate lanterns were taken away in time, and the remaining ordinary red lanterns were blown away by the wind and lay miserably on the ground.
The prosperous night, the splendid scene of lights, disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Chen He was in the inn, looking out through the window on tiptoe.
-Because Shi Feng had bet enough money at the counter of the inn, even though they had left the capital for a few days, the room was still there. People who play in the capital often stay in the Liyuan Jiaofang, or they can't afford to not return after three or five days after being drunk. As long as they have enough money, the shopkeeper doesn't care.
The rain was so heavy that it washed away the colorful silk hanging on the juggling stage on the street, and the bamboo fence used for hanging lanterns, and fell into pieces in the water.
The crowd watching the lights scattered, and the streets were empty, with only dense rain curtains.
The people who hid in the first floor of the inn for shelter from the rain groaned. Only the shopkeeper was so happy that all seats were filled. Even the standing people grabbed their wet hats and greeted the staff to warm themselves up with a pot of hot tea. .
When it rains heavily in summer, just cover your head and run home. Now in the severe winter season, if you catch a cold a little, I am afraid that you will be seriously ill. The money for medicine is much more expensive than the money for food and hot tea, and no one is stingy.
There was a lot of noise on the first floor of the inn.
Chen He listened for a while, and found that it was raining badly. In previous years, there were also rains during the Lantern Festival, but I never saw such a big rain. It snowed more than it rained. Is God angry
Not enough tributes to the heaven this year? Are there evil villains in the court
Chatting and chatting, people consciously keep their mouths shut, and if the emperor's feet talk about the government, they will be arrested by the yamen.
It’s just a rain anyway, it’s good to stop, even if it’s rare, it can’t be linked to a vision. It's just that this Lantern Festival is about to end early. It turned out that the lights will be on until the seventeenth of the first lunar month. Now the streets are in a mess.
"Brother..."
Chen He pushed open the window, and the rain poured in immediately, icy cold.
He looked at the dark sky across the dense rain curtain, and hesitantly turned back to find Shi Feng.
- The aura of heaven and earth is a little chaotic.
This kind of change is very subtle, not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators are hard to find.
Only the Beixuan School exercises are extremely sensitive in distinguishing various spiritual qi and turbid qi.
Shi Feng came over, looked at the night sky solemnly, and closed the window again: "Is there a cause and effect that is very involved, it will happen, or it will disappear."
"What is that?" Chen He was puzzled.
Shi Feng paused and said in a deep voice, "It's hard to tell clearly. For example, mortals often assume that there are visions in the sky, and speculate about good luck, but it's not unreasonable. Visions are often caused by the chaos of heaven and earth. Usually, this kind of situation occurs. Two possibilities."
One, something big is going to happen.
Second, what should have happened, disappeared.
Chen He's pupils shrank. He knew that there was only one thing that would happen in the Moxiu in the capital recently: Venerable Huanjian went back to clean up Ji Hong.
What kind of character is Ji Hong this time, and can he also be involved in the chaos of heaven and earth
"The world is big, and things happen everywhere, so why should you stick to the capital?" Shi Feng saw what his junior brother was thinking, and touched Chen He's clothes that had just been soaked by the rain. The latter immediately called Zhen Yuan and replaced the clothes. dry.
"Yeah." Chen He nodded.
He didn't believe that Ji Hong was so important!
"I'm just guessing randomly, maybe the world's spiritual energy is chaotic because Venerable Huanjian accepted his young apprentice Zhan Yuanqiu!" Chen He said dully.
Shi Feng laughed.
If Ji Hong is not a prophet, then Zhan Yuanqiu is destined to be the little apprentice of Venerable Huanjian, how can the aura of heaven and earth be in chaos
Chen He also knew that he had said something stupid and was a little embarrassed. He turned his head and went to meditate.
The rain stopped outside, the sky was overcast and not sunny.
On the evening of the 16th day of the first lunar month, a terrifying news spread in the city—
"The national teacher is dead?"
"That's right, there was a group of people who ran from outside the city to the imperial city in the afternoon to report the letter! Except for the national teacher, who died in the first month of the first month, and dare to report to the palace if they lost faith?"
Chen He, who was eating pea yellow in the restaurant, froze.
The monk's ear is so good that he can hear the conversation across the street clearly.
"That's right, the national teacher is getting old, and his health has not been good in the past two years, and he rarely shows up."
Chen He's eyelids jumped, and the yellow pea crumbs in his hands rustled.
"...No, I didn't go to worship the sky in the first lunar month of this year. It was said that it was a retreat. In fact, I probably couldn't get sick!" The speaker was a Confucian scholar with a contemptuous expression, "These alchemists who talk about gods and spirits all day long , monks, they only play tricks! How can they escape from birth, old age, illness or death? They can't say to Your Majesty that they are seriously ill, and they will be in great peace. Ascend or sit and die!"
Chen He's mouth twitched.
He calmly swallowed Pea Huang and asked in a low voice, "How could it be that Venerable Huanjian died?"
If you ask the monks of Dabaoguo Temple and the monks of Baishan Academy about this, they will surely mutter: The national teacher died? Isn't this very common
Shi Feng didn't speak.
The disturbance of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seems to be more serious this evening.
Changed to normal, he casually said that Venerable Huanjian's hobby had flared up again, and now there was such a strange situation that he couldn't figure it out.
"Let's go to Dabaoguo Temple." Shi Feng said decisively.
The two of them left the teahouse, and before they reached Baoguo Temple, they saw a lot of loose cultivators hurriedly walking, looking a little terrified.
"Brother, what happened?" Chen He stopped someone and asked sincerely.
Because of the blindfold, the other party also regarded Chen He as one of the loose cultivators who came to the capital to watch the excitement. Opening his mouth was the shocking news: "You don't know yet? Let's go! There's going to be a big chaos near the capital, and the cultivators are fighting infighting!"
"Uh?"
"The first Venerable of the Demon Dao, Venerable Splitting Heaven deliberately killed his master, Venerable Huanjian!"
It was obviously absurd news, but Chen He thought to himself for a moment: Someone finally couldn't bear to do it
After regaining his senses, Chen He looked embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly asked, "What? Is there such a thing?"
The scattered cultivator slumped and sighed: "Who said it wasn't! Dabaoguo Temple and Baishan Academy are panicking, the demons are powerful, and this internal strife, I don't know how many people will be affected! I heard that last night, the state teacher's mansion was bloody, and there was a lot of grievances. San, mortals don't know, but they scared the passing monks to run away!"
"… "
It should be Venerable Huanjian who is eradicating Ji Hong's puppet subordinates!
The other party said something so serious that even Chen He couldn't be sure. He just asked, "Where did Brother Dao get the news that he knew that it was Venerable Splitter who killed his master?"
"I still need to ask, it's spread all over the place!" Sanxiu shook his head and said, "The Venerable Splitting Sky has spoken in person, and the sound transmission paper crane is afraid that it has already flown to the major sects! The magic cultivators in the capital have learned the bad news. The Venerable One died, and its power changed hands. Such a big event will shake the world of cultivation!"
"… "
Venerable Huanjian, are you really good at playing so much
Chen He pretended to be ignorant and puzzled: "But Venerable Huanjian is the first master of the magic way, a magic cultivator in the Mahayana period, how can you—"
"Fellow Daoist doesn't know, I heard that Venerable Huanjian fought with the blood demon Shi Feng for the Beixuan secret treasure a few days ago. They hit it off with Venerable Splitting Sky. The two killed all the demon cultivators in the National Teacher's Mansion, and attacked Venerable Huanjian who was in retreat. Wouldn't they be successful? I see, maybe the Gorefiend is also involved in it."
Shi Feng, who innocently became one of the real murderers:…
Chen He touched his nose subconsciously: "Who is this Xiang Wanchun?"
"It is said that he is the head of the eighteen gods and demons under Venerable Huanjian. There have long been rumors that he is extremely cruel by nature." The loose cultivator shook and hurriedly handed over. Hurry up and leave! These immortals fight, but little people like us suffer! Even Baoguo Temple and Baishan Academy may have to shrink their heads and dare not make a sound!"
Chen He thanked him, then turned to look at Shi Feng speechlessly.
"Well, Venerable Huanjian is not dead." Shi Feng said.
As long as there is Venerable Splitting Sky in the murderer, this news is not credible.
Chen He was thoughtful.
"What are you thinking?"
"I guess... that Xiang Wanchun is Zhan Yuanqiu!" Chen He said with confidence.
According to common sense, the traitor that everyone hates will be killed by allies in the next step. Zhan Yuanqiu is so unlucky, it is good to play this culprit.
"No, Senior Brother guessed that person is Venerable Huanjian." Shi Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "The next step is to obtain the spiritual elixir from Venerable Shattering Heaven from Wanchun. The puppet, to regain control of the demonic forces in the capital."
Chen He blinked.
- It seems that he didn't think clearly enough, and underestimated the evil taste of Venerable Huanjian.
"But with this change, there are many demon cultivators who have been kept in the dark. Venerable Huanjian is not afraid of revenge from his loyal subordinates? There is trouble on the wall? Is it worth it?"
"If someone wants to kill Venerable Splitting Heaven and plot the treasure house of Venerable Huanjian, then Venerable Huanjian's death will be great news for them. This is a plan, and the risk of hiding in the dark is always a must. Dig it out."
"No... I think Venerable Huanjian wants to play." Chen He said seriously.
"… "
Brother who loves to tell the truth.
Shi Feng had a headache.
"Don't tell the truth so often with outsiders." Shi Feng touched the serious face of Chen He, "Don't worry about it, let's get out of the city and go back to Yuzhou!"
"Huh?" Chen He was surprised, there was still a lot to do.
"Ji Hong is in the hands of Venerable Huanjian, I'm afraid it will be difficult. If he doesn't ask for something useful, Venerable Huanjian will not let him die easily, I am afraid it will take a while. If Venerable Huanjian wants to tell us, he will We will send someone to say that if we don't want to, we can't do anything about it. In short, Ji Hong is already destined to die, so there is no need to worry about him."
Shi Feng stared at the sky and frowned deeply: "The infighting in the devil's way is false, and the chaos in the spiritual energy of the world is true. If I leave early, it will also give me peace of mind."
Chen He nodded.
He secretly made a plan for himself to retreat and sneak after returning to Yuzhou.
When he was about to return to the inn, he suddenly raised his head: "Senior brother, the treasure house of Venerable Huanjian, haven't we gone yet?"
Robbery! Wouldn't it be a good idea
Whoever made Venerable Huanjian want to cheat to death, play it! Can you, a dead man, stop the Gorefiend from robbery? Xiang Wanchun hasn't reached the Mahayana period yet!
Shi Feng paused and said after a while, "Come with me, if the situation is not right, don't do anything."
"Okay, brother!"