-The world of secluded sleep, Wu Nian Mansion.
Wearing a ginger-yellow brocade robe, Gu Cangyue swaggered into Sad Hua Fan's study. It is more like a comfortable resting place than a study room, with all kinds of music, tea and wine, but only a few books.
Master Si You was half-leaning on the Arhat bed, smiling at the man in front of her. She was wearing a black and red gauze skirt today, with black eyeliner and a touch of red eyeshadow, and her eyes were as charming as lightning. ——She is the kind of stunning beauty in the world that even a man who prides himself on Liu Xiahui can't help but want to sneak a peek at. Unfortunately, Gu Cangyue didn't even look at her, so she walked to the study and sat down next to a guqin, playing with it gently. Twice the strings.
"Lord Cang Yue is so interested. When did you become interested in piano art?"
"You came to me to understand my interest?" Gu Cang Yue stroked the piano , without raising his eyes.
Sad Huafan smiled, got up from the Arhat bed, and sat with his legs crossed, which made his beautiful legs even more slender and graceful. "Ms. Cangyue is really disappointing. You don't have a good look at asking others to do things." She put her arms on the desks beside her and lightly supported her chin with her fingers. "Such a wonderful story, I suddenly don't want to tell it."< br>
Gu Cangyue originally lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the light in her eyes. After hearing these words, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Sad Painting Fan. The latter only felt several rays of light shooting out of his eyes like the August afternoon sun. , You Meni's body could not bear such a burning heat. She felt that her gauze skirt and long hair were flying around, and she quickly used magic to cover her face with her arms.
Gu Cangyue lowered her eyes to recover her energy, leaned sideways, and rested her head on her hands, "Do you want to say it now?"
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Beihua Fan was a little embarrassed. She unconsciously sat upright, "This drop of blood comes from a woman, about twenty years old, a mortal with no cultivation or skills."
"So what's the highlight of this story?" There was some impatience in his voice.
The Sad Painting Fan was a little proud, chuckled, stood up and walked around the room, "I never expected that the owner of this drop of blood would have a wonderful fate with you in the past. No wonder Master Cang Yue is curious about her."
Gu Cang Yue sat up and asked, "Is she really destined to be with me?"
"A thousand years ago, Master Cang Yue was still the God of Luan Bird. He was injured for some reason while traveling in the Three Realms and passing through the mortal world. Does Master Cang Yue have any impression?" she asked.
Of course he remembers.
It was the "Tianzhi Minggui Festival" that happens once every sixty years in the human world. Many gods would go to watch the ceremony. Luanniao just happened to pass by and saw a lot of immortal spiritual energy gathered in one place in the human world, so he went to join in the fun.
It is an open place close to the capital, with mountains and rivers, music and music, and a vitality. A Huanqiu altar was built with Thuja wood in the open space, and a round granite was placed in the center of the altar. "Heaven's Heart Stone" is also the ceremonial place for the officiating person.
The altar is divided into three layers. The lower third layer has twenty-eight Thuja wooden pillars, which means the twenty-eight stars. The middle layer has twelve Thuja wooden pillars, which means the twelve months of the year. Twelve hours a day; on the top floor, there are eight stone tablets erected according to the directions of the innate eight trigrams. On the stone tablet where the stem is, there are four large seal characters engraved on it: "Respect Heaven and Serve Ghosts", and a small line of ink is engraved in the lower left corner next to it. A sentence from Zi's "Ming Ghost Chapter", "There are ghosts and gods, and generals must respect Ming. This is the way of the holy king." They were standing on top of each other, chanting around the altar. Luan Bird is very close and curious by nature. He does not hide in the clouds like other immortals. Instead, he transforms into a pure white peacock and lands on the big tree near the sacrifice site. He looks at the group of people below with interest. Fireworks salute, wine offering, incense burning, sword dance, farewell ceremony...it was so lively. Suddenly the place became quiet, and the worshipers were seen standing in the innate Bagua directions, and then sitting in the Vajra holding the mantra. A woman wore a pure white gauze skirt and a red silk trailing belt. Her skirts fluttered as she walked to the Tianxin Stone in the center of the altar. After cleaning her hands and burning incense, she slowly sat down and began to play the guqin. The peacock formed by the illusion of a Luan bird only felt the sound of the piano. When the spleen and heart are filled with joy, they can't help but open their tails and call out a few times. In the eyes of the worshipper, this is an auspicious and auspicious omen for the sacrifice, which is a sign of good luck and brings blessings to all living beings, so they are naturally happy.
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Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened next.
At the end of the ceremony, the officiant stood in the center of the altar as required by the ceremony. Blindfolded, he shot three arrows that were tempered with the cinnabar of the 7749th. The arrows shot higher and farther. The better, it means that righteousness has entered the blue clouds, evil spirits have come out, and there is a right path in the world.
The officiant that day was a young man who was about to succeed Juzi in the Mo family. He was seen walking to the altar wearing a golden and black brocade robe. He was blindfolded and drew a bow. He had three arrows in one bow. With his arms stretched out, he let go and three arrows were shot. The arrows shot into the sky like a rainbow. Just when everyone was celebrating the ceremony, they discovered that one of the arrows actually hit the white peacock that had just flown not far away. The peacock was injured and fell to the ground. The flesh of its wings was penetrated and bleeding. , everyone was shocked and the scene got out of control for a moment.
“I was shot by the arrow tempered with cinnabar. I was unable to transform into my true body for a while, and could only show myself as a peacock. I remember that I was taken to a mansion for treatment and left after my injury healed. , but what does this matter have to do with the owner of the drop of blood?"
Gu Cangyue thought for a while, "Could she be the woman who sacrificed to play the piano that day?"
Sad Painting Fan smiled meaningfully, "Not only that, she is also the one who saved you."
"What do you mean by this? I have never seen her again since the sacrificial ceremony."
. An altar was set up at noon, and the arrowheads were tempered for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. In addition, the person who shot the arrow had a pure Yang in his eight characters, so he was naturally extremely powerful, otherwise it would not have been possible to hurt you. This means that the golden sore medicine that can cure your wounds is also extraordinary. Generally speaking, in addition to the common medicinal materials such as male soil turtle, binanxing, blood root, nux vomica, dragon bone, southern safflower, and Sichuan Qianghuo, a special medicine is also needed to mix these medicinal powders into a medicinal slurry - that is the Bazi pure medicine. The blood of an untouched woman. Only this blood can restrain the killing power of cinnabar and allow the wound to heal."
"You mean, she used her blood to treat my injuries?"
Bei Huafan sat back on the Arhat bed again, looking at Gu Cang Yue with a half-smile, "I mean, Lord Cang Yue There is a trace of her heart's blood flowing on her body. The girl used blood and medicine, the required amount cannot be underestimated. Her blood has already penetrated into your meridians and blood through the wound along with the medicine. No wonder you are secretly interested in this. The owner of the blood cares so much."
Gu Cangyue suddenly realized that he and Song Weichen had met a long time ago. Not only did they meet, they were even connected by blood.
Gu Cangyue looked at the sad painting fan and suddenly laughed loudly, "Interesting, really interesting! Master Si You really told a good story!"
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Gu Cangyue stood up, straightened her clothes and was about to leave, "I owe you a favor. Ask if necessary."
Bei Huafan played with a strand of her hair, "I also have an interesting discovery that I want to share with you. "My lord."
Gu Cangyue stood with her hands behind her hands, tilting her head to wait for her next words.
"My lord, do you know who shot you on the day of the sacrifice?"