At the beginning of the lanterns, the red shadows swaying by the lakeside, street lights, fishing fires on the lake, and the stars in the sky interweave into the brocade of the night. This ambiguous night in the south of the Yangtze River has begun.
The Yingyue Tower is about three stories high, and its hull is dimly lit with lights and mottled light and shadow, making it particularly eye-catching on the lake at night.
Walking into the first floor, most of the gamblers gathered here, playing Pai Gow, the clinking of dice, high and low shouting frequently, and it was filled with all kinds of messy smells. Most of the people who came here were ordinary people. This is just a little entertainment for them at night.
The second floor is much more elegant, with the sound of silk and bamboo lingering around. The burning incense curls up, and the dancing music is graceful, especially the sounds of nature. Compared with the lower level, it really seems to have come from the earth to heaven.
In such an elegant place, there are scholars talking and laughing, and there are no idle people coming and going. Next to the window, there is a soft wool carpet and a small phoenix table carved from sycamore wood. The person at the table is lazily leaning against the window railing.
Her eyes were lightly closed, as if she had slept soundly with wine, and her lip makeup seemed to be stained with blood, capturing the soul and enchanting the soul. She slightly opened her lips, and let out an inadvertent gasp from between her white jade teeth, which aroused endless reverie. She was as always, her bright red dress blooming like flowers from the other side of the River of Forgetfulness.
Such a beauty naturally attracted the attention of countless people. One of them, a young man in brocade clothes, who was quite charming, walked towards her with confidence.
"My eldest son, Lieutenant Commander Yuchi of Chang'an, may I ask the girl..."
The beautiful lady by the window slowly opened her eyes as bright as peach blossoms. Her red pupils were as poisonous as snakes and scorpions, but they made people willing to drink poison and fell deeply into the whirlpool in her eyes.
Everyone saw Mr. Yuchi walking to the window with eyes blank, climbed up on the window sill, kicked off his legs, and jumped directly into the West Lake with a splash.
"presumptuous."
Seeing their master jumping into the lake, the guards around Master Yuchi quickly jumped in to catch him, while the rest drew their swords at the woman in red.
However, the woman in red just glanced at them, and the others seemed to have had their souls sucked away. They lined up and jumped out of the window, like dumplings, splashing on the lake. Splash.
At this time, Qingya and the others were riding a small wooden boat to Yingyue Tower. They were about to board the boat when they heard the sound of falling water in front of them.
Obviously, the falling posture of these guards who jumped out of the window was not graceful. Not only were they loud, but the water they splashed was as high as a person. If Hua Qing'er hadn't dodged in time, she would have become a phoenix falling into the water.
"Oops, who is this? He almost splashed my clothes." Hua Qing'er dodged and used the folding fan in her hand to block the water droplets hitting her face. As for why she was holding the folding fan.
After thousands of years of cultivation, the world is now at a time of peace and prosperity for the country and the people. The folk culture is also quite open. Women can not only study in schools, but also participate in imperial examinations and become officials in temples. And this elegant place where people come and go has left countless beautiful stories.
Today, Hua Qing'er is wearing a sky-green Confucian shirt, dressed as a scholar, but does not pull up her long hair, letting it hang down and let it fall down, which is quite like the madmen of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Although she has a delicate figure, she is graceful and graceful. You can tell at a glance whose girl is wearing a fashionable makeup.
"It is said in the novel that there must be dandies in Fireworks Alley. It seems to be true. Don't pay attention to them. Someone will come to catch them. Let's go."
The boat arrived at Yingyue Tower, and the boatman skillfully put up a ladder. After the two of them got to Yingyue Tower, they rowed the boat away to pick up the next wave of waiting tourists.
After boarding the deck, a man dressed as a boy came up to greet him. He spoke kindly and neatly: "You two look at each other. You must have come from afar. I don't know if you are trying your luck on the first floor or want to go to the second floor." Let’s listen to some music upstairs.”
"Of course I am here to kill everyone. What music are you listening to? I want to gamble."
I saw Qingya acting like a second-generation ancestor, throwing out a silver note and throwing it to the boy.
"Lead the way, I'm sure to win tonight."
This arrogant look is as good as teasing a decent woman in the street. Hua Qing'er next to me consciously moved a step to the side, opened the folding fan to cover her face, and told everyone clearly that this idiot and I are not the same person.
"Okay, you two, please come with me." The boy glanced at the banknote he received and put it in his arms. The smile on his face suddenly became several times brighter.
"Master, what do you want to play? Is it dice, Pai Gow, or cards?"
"I'm going to take a look around for a while, please step back first."
Qing Ya looked at the sifting cup on the table in front of him and waved the boy to leave. But she kept looking at him from the corner of her eyes, paying attention to the direction he was leaving.
"He went up to the second floor. Instead of going back to the door to greet the guests, why did he go to the second floor in such a hurry?"
Hua Qing'er noticed the boy's abnormality and pulled Qing Ya's clothes.
"Let's check the conversation here first, and then go upstairs to look for clues."
"You don't really want to gamble, don't lose it all."
In Hua Qing'er's impression, Qingya was still a young boy who was inexperienced in the world and had nothing to do with gambling.
But who knows what the fairy-like goddess on Yaoguang Peak taught him in the past three years.
Fluttering Light Peak.
“The eyes cannot see external objects, and only when the heart is the eye can the eyes be clear.”
One day after lunch, Liu Bailu looked at Qing Ya who was covering the mouth of his bowl with both hands and was teaching him carefully.
"So there are seven grains of rice left in your bowl."
While talking, Liu Bailu snatched the bowl from Qingya's hand and counted the rice grains left in the bowl. No more, no less, exactly seven.
"I'm willing to admit defeat. Today you wash the dishes."
Liu Bailu stacked the two bowls in his hands together and placed them in front of Qingya along with his chopsticks.
"Even if I don't give in, I'll still wash the dishes, but is there really a clairvoyance spell in this world?"
Strong curiosity suppressed the idea of washing the dishes. After all, this method of perspective is too mysterious.
"Of course, the so-called practice is to deal with all things in the world. It can be as simple as flying flowers and picking leaves, as serious as moving mountains and filling the sea, attracting thunder and sky, even eating and drinking is also a kind of practice."
"The heart is the eye, which is the spiritual consciousness. When your spirit is in contact with nature, nature will feed things back to you, so that you can know how many grains of rice are left in this bowl. The stronger the spiritual consciousness. , the range you can sense will be wider and clearer. What's more, sitting alone on the balcony, you can control everything thousands of miles away."
"The first level of Tianxing Jue involves the cultivation of spiritual consciousness. However, spiritual consciousness consumes too much spiritual power and cannot be used by those who are not in the divine movement stage. However, I have my own way to activate it."
