Seven, this number is very common, but it is also an extremely special number.
There are no seven-legged animals in the world. The Big Dipper is composed of seven stars, with seven colors, seven musical notes, and so on.
People in China are very superstitious about the number seven. This is related to the oldest legend in the world. According to legend, the great goddess Nuwa created human beings on the seventh day of the first lunar month. In the first six days, Nuwa created chickens, dogs, and pigs respectively.
, sheep, cattle, horses, and humans were created on the seventh day, so the ancients designated this day as "Man Day".
Seven is not only related to the origin of human life, but also related to death. When human beings die, there are seven firsts. This is related to the legend of reincarnation. The ancients firmly believed that the reincarnation pool in the underworld reincarnates every seven days. After death, the soul will be in the reincarnation pool.
Reincarnation after seven days.
Of course Ye Xiaochuan didn't know these legends about the number seven. He didn't even know that in ancient times, there was an ancient organization in the world called seven.
These seven organizations have existed in the human world for countless years, until 20,000 years ago, Yun Xiaoxie, a naughty boy from Shushan, felt that the name was not cool enough and not smelly enough, so he changed the name of the seven organizations to the guardian clan of the world.
If Situ Feng was still alive, or Xuan Ying was here, and he saw the jade tablet that Ye Xiaochuan had stuffed into the belly of the white jade fox, he would definitely think that this jade tablet with seven characters engraved on it might be related to the human guardian clan.
The predecessor of Seven Organizations is related.
It's a pity that Ye Xiaochuan was blind and didn't know this at all. After stuffing the jade token inside, he squatted behind the white jade fox's butt and stuffed the nine big fluffy tails in one by one. He did it for a long time, nine
Only then did the tail stop falling off.
He was like a little thief with a guilty conscience. He stuffed his tail into his pocket and ran away with his wealth in hand. He didn't dare to stay in this place for a moment longer, and he would never come back again. If Yao Xiaofu knew
He offended her mother's resting place and took off her mother's tail, why not beat her to death alive?
Holding Wangcai in his arms, he fled back to Siguo Cliff like a desperate man, and then beat Wangcai severely. He must not take this troublemaker with him when he goes out in the future. Fortunately, no one discovered what happened in the tree hole this time.
Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable.
Samsara Peak, Qianshan.
The drunk Taoist lay leisurely in the yard, basking in the sun, occasionally taking a sip of wine, and living a very comfortable life.
Yang Jiu squatted next to him and squeezed his master's legs, looking like a virtuous master and a filial disciple.
Zui Taoist returned to Cangyun Mountain from Xuantian Sect three days ago. When he came back, he heard that his eldest disciple Ye Xiaochuan was imprisoned in Siguo Cliff and was repenting on the wall. The old man looked indifferent, and he just came back three days ago.
I have never left this courtyard, and I plan to hold on to my wine gourd until I die.
Today, Yang Jiu couldn't sit still. When she saw her master sunbathing, she ran over and rubbed his shoulders and legs diligently.
"Master, our little brother has been punished for a month. Could you please go talk to Uncle Yunhe and let him come back?"
"Let him come back to make me angry? It's only been a month, what is it? He had been thinking about Guo Mianbi for three months before. Besides, this is the punishment he deserves. In the past two years, because of his relationship, our Cangyun Sect
After enduring so much pressure, this time when I went to Xuantian Sect, that old guy Mu Chenxian kept asking about Xiaochuan, saying that Xiaochuan colluded with Xuanying, and asked our Cangtian Sect to give an explanation to the world.
I am very embarrassed about your master, so just let this brat stay in Siguoya."
Yang Jiujiu said: "Master, in fact, this matter cannot be blamed on my junior brother. When we were in Boulder City, our senior brother was always in a coma. It was Yun Qiyou from Yuanshui Xiaozhu who restrained me. She
I forced my young senior brother to go to Xuan Ying for treatment. How come I haven’t punished Yun Qiyou in the past two years? Instead, my senior brother was punished as soon as he came back. This is unfair.”
Speaking of this, Zui Taoist became energetic. He sat up from the recliner and said: "Your words have awakened my teacher. As early as three years ago, my teacher discovered that the two of them had no personal relationship.
Generally speaking, I remember when I asked the brat about Beidou God Killing, Yun Qiyou suddenly appeared and knelt down to plead with him. Do you think there will be anything between the two of them..."
"impossible!"
Yang Jiujiu immediately shouted: "How could my junior brother like a woman like Yun Qiyou? Master, please don't talk nonsense."
At this time, a woman passed by the gate of the courtyard. She heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice in the courtyard, and then walked away quickly.
Late at night, Yun Qiyou was alone in Qingluan Pavilion admiring the moonscape, with the demon-suppressing guqin placed in front of her.
She has been depressed since she came back from Siguo Cliff with tears last time. She promised her master to cut off the love in her heart and no longer have any entanglement with Ye Xiaochuan. However, when she saw Ye Xiaochuan again the day before yesterday, she was so unhappy.
A familiar feeling made her unable to control herself, so she fled Siguo Cliff at that time.
"Zheng!"
Her fingers traced across the strings, and she made a sound that sounded a bit like an iron horse.
Ever since she learned the art of ancient music from Ye Xiaochuan's jade slips, in the past two years, her musical attainments have been considerable and she has reached the level of entering the palace. Just plucking a string will make people feel that the artistic conception is far-reaching.
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Suddenly, creaking footsteps came from the wooden stairs of Qingluan Pavilion. Yun Qiyou thought it was senior sister Ning Xiangruo. When he turned around, he saw that the person coming was a woman he had never expected.
Wearing clothes as red as fire, holding a fairy sword with a fiery red scabbard in his hand, his black hair was gathered together randomly and fell down his back, with a few strands of hair on his temples gently floating in the night wind.
"It's you."
Yun Qiyou was very surprised that Gu Pan'er came to Qingluan Pavilion so late.
Gu Pan'er walked up to Yun Qiyou, glanced at the guqin in front of her, and said, "Junior sister Yun is so elegant and interesting, and she is still playing the guqin so late."
Yun Qiyou didn't say anything. She was not familiar with Gu Pan'er. Although they were fellow disciples and sisters, the two of them should not have spoken more than ten sentences in so many years.
Yun Qiyou has always been too lazy to talk to people she doesn't know, even if the person in front of her is Gu Pan'er, who is her double pride.
She packed up her guqin and prepared to leave Qingluan Pavilion.
Unexpectedly, Gu Pan'er snorted: "Junior Sister Yun, walk slowly, I came to see you specifically tonight."
Yun Qiyou was a little surprised and said: "Looking for me? What are you doing?"
Gu Pan'er sat on the wooden bench of Qingluan Pavilion, put the burning smoke aside and said, "It's about Ye Xiaochuan."
Yun Qiyou's body trembled slightly, and he gently put down the Demon-Suppressing Guqin again. He was silent for a moment and said, "You have found the wrong person. Ye Xiaochuan and I have nothing to do with each other."