In a vast open space surrounded by white space.

Ouyang Rongzheng looked up at a trembling bronze ancient bell.

The body of the clock could not stop overflowing with boiling purple mist.

The purple mist flowed down from the ancient bronze bell like water, like a waterfall.

In the pure white space surrounded by white clouds, it looks a bit weird.

This new blessing was triggered by some source that Ouyang Rong had just bid farewell to Rong Zhen.

He returned to the Huaiye Lane Mansion from the riverside path, returned to the study immediately, sent Ye Weilai away, and entered the merit tower to observe.

Close your eyes and receive the message of the blessing clock, Ouyang Rong nodded slowly:

"Is it three thousand five hundred merits... it's okay, it's not too outrageous."

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the little wooden fish not far away.

There is a row of blue-gold fonts above the small wooden fish: [Merit: 8,272]

He was not panicked when he had food in his hand. Ouyang Rong turned around and continued to look up at the bell of blessings in the abnormal movement.

He reached out to catch some sticky purple mist, looked carefully, and suddenly found that the purple mist contained some light pink and vermilion silk threads.

Two special colors!

Ouyang Rong gathered together and fell into thought.

This is actually some of his past experience. New blessings will cause the blessing clock to move in purple mist. However, occasionally there are some special blessings. In the purple mist that emerges, there will be some special colored silk threads that can vaguely point to the category of this blessing.

Ouyang Rong has encountered it several times before, and it has been verified and has some experience.

For example, the blessing of light pink like peach blossoms is likely to be related to women.

The reddish blessing is related to life safety, and the redder the color, the more dangerous it is. Exchange blessings can avoid this danger relatively.

But this time, two colors appeared at once.

This was something Ouyang Rong didn't expect.

"Strange, what kind of blessing is this? Two colors are produced at a time, and two yolk eggs?"

Ouyang Rong looked suspicious and muttered for a while.

"Do you want to exchange..."

It’s not his hesitation. According to the principles established in the past, it is better to exchange less blessings for this kind of light pink peach blossoms, such as the misunderstanding with Li Guer last time.

Afterwards, I was very embarrassed and even owed Li Guer favors.

It can contain the blessings of blood-red filamentous mist. Ouyang Rong must exchange them again and again for safety reasons, and it is also a successful experience in the past.

Now, two colors come together and fight on principle, how can you do it?

It's irritating.

Ouyang Rong looked at the little blessed bell that was jumping like a vibrating egg in the air, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

I don’t know what triggered it. After most of the night, I still haven’t stopped disappearing.

"What's going on with this feeling of being fooled? Forget it, just tie it up just in case..."

Ouyang Rong immediately closed his eyes.

Almost closed his eyes, the row of dazzling blue-gold fonts above the small wooden fish not far behind him suddenly turned into a blue-gold ball of light that was blurred like a dragon carp. With a "swoosh", it shot towards the blessing clock that was emitting purple air in the air, and hit it hard.

白—!

A deafening sound of the big bell resounded through Ouyang Rong's ears, temporarily deaf.

After a while, a blue-gold ball of light with a blurry shape like a dragon carp returned to the top of the small wooden fish and turned into a line of fonts: [Merit: 4,772]

A bronze ancient bell that was bundled with blessings, the originally boiling purple mist disappeared without a trace, hanging high in the air, without moving at all.

The space in the entire merit tower has returned to silence.

"There are more than 4,700 merits left, which should be enough for one time... In fact, just reserve no less than 4,000 merit values..."

Only an unknown murmur was left.

Ouyang Rong's figure disappeared into the Merit Tower...

Open your eyes.

It is a dimly lit study.

Ouyang Rong was sitting at the desk, crossing his hands and supporting his chin.

He had just left the tower of merit, and his eyes were still a little dazed.

"According to the previous experience, this kind of light pink blessing will generally be associated with a certain woman... So who is this time? Junior sister, Weilai, Your Highness of the Little Princess, or... Rong Zhen, Qin Ying?

"Wait, Rong Zhen."

Ouyang Rong raised his head, his eyes looking thoughtful.

"I just triggered my blessings, and it happened to be after I separated from her. After a while... was it related to her? And Qin Ying was the same, but Rong Zhen was the one who was closest to her."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was quite possible. Ouyang Rong touched his chin and analyzed to himself:

"Today I returned the sachet, well, there is also an IOU that owes a poem. Maybe these are the causal conditions for this blessing, which triggers subsequent blessings...

"In addition to the light pink mist, there are some blood-red mist inside. Does it mean that in addition to women, there are also some blood-light disasters?

"Is it related to this woman? If it were Rong Zhen, what could it be..."

Ouyang Rong's face changed slightly.

He remembered the words that a little ink spirit pointed at his nose in the evening to condemn him.

"It's not related to the lack of poetry... I'll give Rong Zhen a poem. Could she have a way to bypass the tricks, lock in my true literary style, and then fight against me?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly had his eyelids twitching: "What should I do? Now that I have finished writing the IOU, can I regret it halfway through and take it back? Why do I feel like I was being stabbed faster..."

After thinking for a long time, he rubbed his face hard:

"No matter what, the blessings have been exchanged anyway. According to principles, this blessing clock is still reliable.

"Besides, if it's not Rong Zhen's side, but involves the junior sisters, Wei favors their safety, it will be even worse... In short, buy one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one get one. This blessing will not be lost."

Ouyang Rong nodded and muttered to himself, and at the same time he turned his head slightly and looked towards Xingzifang:

"But on the conservative side, I shouldn't mention the return of poetry when I'm on Rong Zhen's side recently. It's best to forget it. If she asks... then just give it a haha... At this critical moment, it's better not to create any extraneous things."

He let out a long sigh.

At this time, you could hear the sound of the white-haired little girl in the inner room and the slight movement of a small little guy in the closet turning over from time to time.

Ouyang Rong leaned back and lay on the back of a chair. During these days since his demotion, he has been used to the quiet night and when everything is silent, he is like this withered sitting. Sometimes he would go out over the stars and moons to find Yuan Huaimin, and come to "Huaimin has not yet slept."

It was mainly the strange sound of swords like a cicada.

During the day, he always lingers in his ears. For example, when Rong Zhen, who was depressed in the Supervision Office, the buzzing sword sound in his ears was once very loud, much louder than the wooden fish sounds he had been used to before.

Only when everything is silent like now can Ouyang Rong rest a little and take a breath.

The night wind suddenly whistled outside the window.

Ouyang Rong suddenly heard a rustling sound of small objects slapped the window.

He walked away subconsciously and opened the window.

Extend your palm.

A gust of evening breeze carried "water droplets" slightly stinging the skin of his palm.

It is cold and sharp as a needle.

Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned.

It's Xiaoxuezi.

"It's snowing..."

...

A cold wave hit and it was snowing in Jiangzhou.

What a autumn and winter.

Although it is just a small snow sap similar to ice particles, it has melted on the ground like raindrops, unlike the heavy snow of goose feathers in the north.

But it still surprised many people.

Why does it feel a little earlier this year's winter?

Well, maybe it is related to the fact that most people in Xunyang City are very busy this year and there are still many things that have not been finished.

For example, near the former site of Chengtian Temple in Xingzifang, there is a huge Buddha that is highly anticipated.

That morning, the Buddha construction site on the banks of Xingzi Lake was in full swing.

Huang Feihong had a sweat towel hanging around his neck and two large buckets of hot water in his hand. The wooden scoop floated on the water surface of the swaying barrel. He walked inside the Donglin Buddha in a temporary wooden frame passage.
To be continued...