Chapter 1 fortune-telling

In the winter of 542, this year's winter was particularly cold. The grassland in Beichuan had already been bent by the snow, the cattle and sheep were also broken, and the behes outside the source city had already frozen. And Liuyuan City is still peaceful and the people are happy!

"I heard that no, His Majesty Yan has not participated in the imperial temple for half a year!"

"No way! His Majesty Yan has been in the reign for 80 years and strives to govern. He said that he has not participated in the court for half a year, but I'm afraid it's a false rumor!"

"No, I've also heard that the imperial temple discussion has been presided over by King Zhenluo for the past six months. Some people say that His Majesty Yan has encountered something wrong!"

"Shh... Speak low and don't want to die. You dare to say such words!"

This is a teahouse, in the corner of Yuliuyuan City. Such gossip is staged every day. Every move of the dignitaries seems to be an endless topic. Ordinary people give full play to their imagination and speak freely.

"dongdong..."

A burst of footsteps came from downstairs, and two shadows came upstairs. People's eyes swept by. They were two children. The girls were pink and jade-carved, as pitiful as porcelain dolls, and a pair of bright eyes were like stars in the sky, clear and transparent. Standing next to him was a teenager who looked a little older than a girl. Although he was childish, a trace of perseverance that did not match his age suddenly appeared. People don't pay much attention. The teahouse is originally a mixed place of three teachings and nine streams. Looking at the clothes, this girl is afraid that she comes from a rich and noble family. Naturally, there is no need to worry if she dares to come out alone.

The two found a corner and sat down, crystal shrimp dumplings, dipped in bitter tea, which is the food they must order every time they come. The tea guest three-51 table upstairs was chatting hotly. At this time, the girl looked at the teenager and blinked her big eyes.

"Lu Yu, do you think what they said is true?"

"What do you mean?" The teenager filled the girl with a cup of tea, and the tea petals floated in the cup, and the fragrance of tea overflowed.

"Emperor Yan..." The girl whispered, and before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a teenager named Lu Yu.

"bi ji, you're here again. You can't get this problem!"

"But I really haven't seen His Majesty Emperor Yan for half a year!" Little Brigit said in a low voice, with aggrieved face!

Lu Yu smiled and shook his head: "You are the pearl of Lord Zhenluo. Ordinary people don't know it. Don't you know? The elders in the imperial temple are all the most magical doctors in the world, and thousands of years of elixirs have a miraculous effect. If His Majesty Yan had really had an accident, he would have used these means long ago! How can these rumors come out from the world!" Littlebi ji shook her head when she heard the words, and then nodded.

The old Yan Emperor became famous as a teenager. Later, he succeeded to the throne of Emperor Yan in the Southern Huang, one of the five clans, and no one knew its depth. However, the traces in recent years have been mysterious, making common rumors continue.

"Okay, don't think nonsense. Go back early after eating!" Lu Yu picked up his chopsticks and put a shrimp dumpling into Princess Brigitte's bowl. Little Brigitte smiled and bit it down, and the gravy suddenly flowed out!

"Do you think there will be a big move in the Southern Desert? The whereabouts of the old Yan Emperor are becoming more and more mysterious! I'm afraid something will happen!"

"It's hard to say that the old Yan Emperor's talent and ambition have caught up with the ancient holy emperor. Over the years, the southern wasteland is rich and powerful, and he is vaguely the head of the five clans. If the old Yan Emperor does not want to unify Yunchuan and step on the footprints of the ancient holy emperor, no one will believe it!"

"I can't say anything. The relationship between the five ethnic groups is complicated. Among other things, the master of Zhongzhou is an unparalleled master of Beichuan. When he was a teenager, he studied in the southern wilderness with the old Yan Emperor. At that time, he was even more known as the three heroes of Taiji. It's really difficult to unify Yunchuan!"

In the teahouse, you say a word and me, which is very lively. Lu Yu listens silently, just smiling. Ordinary people don't know the roots of the five ethnic groups at all. In the end, it can only be used as a talk before and after tea.

"Lu Yu, I heard Uncle Yan say that you killed a tiger-patterned horned beast with your bare hands in Mengyi Mountain the day before yesterday. Is it true?" Little Brigitte suddenly asked.

Lu Yu smiled and said with a luster, "Yes! However, the tiger-striped horned beast should have just come of age, its muscles and bones are not strong, and its blood is not strong enough. I have taken advantage of it!"

"You are getting better and better! Uncle Yan said that some old martial artists in the house are not as good as you now! You scared him when you resisted the tiger-striped horned beast that day!" Little Brigitte spilled oil from the corners of her mouth and said vaguely.

"How can it be so exaggerated? It's just a tiger-patterned horned beast!" Lu Yu shook his head with a wry smile.

"How can it be exaggerated? Uncle Yan said that an adult tiger-striped horned beast is about nine cows, which can easily bite off the steel blade of the royal guard. He said that you are stronger than many princes's children now, and I don't know how you practice it!" Little Brigitte said.

"Ha ha, you are very careful about my affairs!" Lu Yu picked up the teacup, drank it all and said

"Because you saved Brigitte's life!" Little Brigitte moved her nose and looked at Lu Yu's words.

"Well, finish eating early and go back quickly!" Lu Yu rubbedbi ji's little head and said. Such intimate behavior can only be occasionally revealed outside the royal palace.

Before long, little Brigitte was sent back to the palace by Lu Yu reluctantly. Lu Yu went to the south of the city to do some personal things!

"The boss of Huichuntang said that he got a snow ginseng, and I don't know if it's true or not!" Lu Yu thought to himself on the road that he usually practiced extremely hard, and he was willing to try some unbearable methods as long as he could improve his strength. However, such a bitter method needs to be adjusted with elixirs, otherwise it will leave a dark disease and completely block the road of martial arts.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh, let me be free, epilepsy, epilepsy, the world's charm laugh at me madness!"

At this time, a ballad came into Lu Yu's ears and immediately pulled his mind back. He looked up and saw a Taoist man wearing a Taoist robe, completely dilapid and unkempt, completely like a madman.

"It turned out to be a madman!" Lu Yu didn't care and walked straight forward, but when he passed by the madman, the madman actually reached out and pulled Lu Yu. Lu Yu was shocked first, and then turned his head to look at the madman: "What are you doing?"

"Hahaha, the idiot asked me what I did. Why did I laugh at the idiot? The world turned around in a dream, and the awakening is empty!"

Mad people don't know what they are talking about! Lu Yu frowned slightly when he heard the words and was unwilling to argue with a madman. Now he threw him away and was ready to leave, but he stopped him.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Hey, the old man looks at your fate, and the generals are divided. The dragon has the momentum to lie down, and it will be extraordinary in the future!" The mad Taoist smiled at Lu Yu. Lu Yu was speechless for a while. The general fortune-telling was nothing more than praise or intimidation. What he said was a long-term thing in the future, and there was no way to verify it at all.

"Crazy Taoist, you can tell fortunes. Coincidentally, I can also do it. I see your face flush, but the purple gas comes to meet Lou Xing. Although you are crazy for a lifetime, you can live a hundred years!" Lu Yu turned around, smiled, and chatted with the madman.

"In the middle! You know I'm crazy, and I really know how to count!" The madman suddenly clapped his hands and laughed and even claimed that it was good. Suddenly, it attracted the eyes of passers-by. Lu Yu was speechless and didn't want to pester him, but he was entangled by the madman.

"The old man told your fortune, why didn't you even say thank you!"

Lu Yu didn't want to be entangled with him. He said thank you and turned around and left, but he was stopped by the crazy man before. Lu Yu frowned slightly and shouted, "Crazy man, what are you doing? Don't make yourself uncomfortable. Get out of the way quickly."

"You haven't said that my calculation is accurate?" The madman laughed.

"Hmm!" Lu Yu snorted coldly: "I just counted your life to be 100 years old. Do you think I'm accurate? Who can tell the future? If you want to rely on this to deceive me, I'm afraid!"

"Hey, don't allow it. How can you live only 100 years old for a thousand years!" The madman waved his hand and said.

Lu Yu frowned slightly and wanted to get out, but he heard the madman suddenly say, "Far, we are close!"

"Do not talk crazy, let me go quickly, otherwise..."

Lu Yu threatened, but before he finished speaking, he heard a madman shout; "Hahaha, it's figured it out. It's figured out. The old man's calculation that you must be disabled and your family will be ruined within three months!" When Lu Yu heard the words, his face changed slightly and he was faintly angry. Just as he was about to attack, he saw that the madman would turn away and walk and laugh: "Hahaha, the family is broken and the people are dead, the disaster star is great, the disaster star is good!"

Lu Yu shook his head when he saw the back of the madman leaving: "What a madman!"

At this time, a bell rang through the sky and rang through the source of the stream. Lu Yu's heart thumped, as if he was trapped in a cold pool. This is the ancient mourning bell, located in the Xuanyuan Emperor Temple, which is a southern wilderness ritual weapon. Only the great mourning of the country will ring. At this time, I was afraid that something big will happen. Sure enough, the ancient mourning bell rang, and the whole Liuyuan city suddenly exploded. After the pot, they looked at the imperial temple together and didn't know what was going on. A haze shrouded everyone's hearts. Finally, I don't know how long it took, a shocking news came from the Imperial Temple and swept the world at the moment!

"The old Yan Emperor of the Southern Wilderness... Dead!"

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