Wu Yi was sitting in a corner of the Huiyuan Teahouse somewhat absent-mindedly, with a suitcase at his feet. He glanced at the door from time to time, with random thoughts surging in his heart.
Zhang Mudan actually wanted to live in her own home. This was like a bolt from the blue!
Wu Yizhen wanted to refuse immediately, but when he thought of the secret behind Qingyun Society, he hesitated again. This hesitation was good. Zhang Mudan was definitely a scarier dog-skin plaster than Li Jia, so he immediately stuck to it and agreed with Wu Yi for a few days.
Just go to Songjiang, and then he must fulfill his fiancé's responsibilities!
The thought of staying with that little witch for a few days really gave Wu Yi a headache. He even felt that it was easier for the witch sect to challenge the doctors than to serve the little witch!
While he was thinking wildly about how to deal with the little demon girl, a figure walked past the door and someone walked in.
"Here." Wu Yi waved.
The man came over with an ugly look on his face. He did not sit down, but asked coldly: "If you want to say anything to me, hurry up. My time is limited!"
Wu Yi smiled slightly: "I understand that you have a lot of things to do, but this matter is of great importance. It may be able to solve some mysteries that are of great interest to you. I guess you are willing to waste a little time and listen to me tell a story.
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It was He Lin who came, a chill flashed across her pretty face, and she said in a deep voice: "If it turns out to be a waste of time, you know the consequences."
With that said, He Lin sat opposite Wu Yi.
"Actually, you are very beautiful, why do you always keep a straight face." Wu Yi sighed.
He Lin's face was not very pretty to begin with, and her eyebrows stood up when she heard this: "Is this what you were talking about when you invited me here?"
Seeing that she was about to walk away, Wu Yi hurriedly said: "I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere. Let's talk about serious things!"
Picking up the suitcase at his feet and placing it on the table, Wu Yi opened the suitcase with a gentle push. Pointing to the contents inside, he said, "Please take a look, Mr."
"What is this?" He Lin glanced at it and asked with a slight frown.
"It's a piece of blue and white porcelain. I bought it from Hong Kong a few days ago." Wu Yidao.
The suitcase contains the blue and white platter that Wu Yi bought back from Hong Kong. It lies quietly on the thick velvet mat in the suitcase, like a stunning and refined beauty, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
As a master of Moliu, He Lin certainly had some research on antiques. She took a closer look and said, "The blue and white flowers of the mid-Ming Dynasty should be fine products produced by official kilns, something from the palace?"
"You have good eyesight," Wu Yi praised.
"Is this what you want to show me? I said my time is precious. I don't have time to help you evaluate antiques!" He Lin ignored Wu Yi's flattery.
Wu Yi thought to himself, you are such a boring woman, why can't you get enough food and salt?
He said helplessly: "This is not an ordinary antique, but it is related to the truth of one of the three major cases in the Ming Dynasty. I still remember that Mo Liu repeatedly petitioned for the people's orders in history, and he almost came close to it several times.
One of the disasters you suffered was in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Your victim that time was Wei Zhongxian, who is said to be nine thousand years old, right?"
"Why are you talking about this?" He Lin said coldly.
"I know that Mo Liu has always been prejudiced against the Wumen and has been on the side of the doctors for many years. I just don't understand where this prejudice comes from? Is it because our Wumen often cause some trouble?"
"You are very self-aware! Three destructions and eight calamities. That one is not a big trouble that shakes history. If there were no witchcraft, the common people should be able to live a good life for a few more days!"
"It's not like the Wumen is itchy, so why would it take the initiative to cause trouble? There were three destructions and eight calamities. None of them were caused by the Wumen. There were even some things that were framed by other people! I brought this big deal today just because I wanted to
Let the giants take a look and see what the truth of history is."
Wu Yi took out the blue and white plate as he spoke: "If you think that I, the great wizard, still have some credibility, please touch it and let it tell you a story!"
He Lin hesitated for a moment. But seeing the sincere light in Wu Yi's eyes, she finally stretched out her right hand and gently touched the edge of the blue and white plate.
The moment her fingers touched it, He Lin seemed to feel the vicissitudes of life coming from the blue and white plate. Her mind moved slightly, and she seemed to understand something.
"This spell is called retrospection. You can see the past experiences of the blue and white disk, as if it is telling you a story. This story may be a bit long, I hope you will be patient enough." Wu Yidao.
He Lin nodded slightly. There was no longer resistance in her heart, but a hint of curiosity. She really wanted to hear what kind of story the beautiful big plate in front of her could tell.
In the next two hours, a strange scene occurred at Huiyuan Tea House. A man and a woman each stretched out a hand and touched the blue and white porcelain plate in front of them. They remained motionless and silent. They looked like two sculptures.
.But the expressions on their faces are unpredictable, especially those of women. Sometimes they are sad, sometimes happy, sometimes indifferent, and sometimes angry. It is like enjoying a tragedy and joy drama that lasts for hundreds of years, and their emotions fluctuate with the plot.
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Fortunately, there were very few guests in Huiyuan, and the service staff would never interfere with the guests' behavior, so their actions did not alarm anyone.
After a full two hours, Wu Yi, who was sweating profusely, let go of his hand and lay back on the chair, breathing heavily. Every time he used the retroactive witchcraft, it was more difficult for him to bear.
It's all a test. What's more, retrospection tests not only witchcraft and physical strength, but also emotional toughness and hardness. If you are not strong-willed enough, you are likely to be infected and confused by the stories brought about by retrospection, and you will be deeply trapped and unable to extricate yourself.
This was obviously the case for He Lin. She closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes were trembling, and her fingers were trembling slightly, as if she was reluctant to leave the market.
After a long time, she finally let out a long sigh, moved her hand away with difficulty, opened her eyes and glanced at Wu Yi.
Wu Yi did not speak. All the stories had been told on the blue and white plate, and no more words were needed to supplement them.
He Lin was silent for a few minutes, and finally said calmly: "It's a good story... but what do you want to tell me?"
Wu Yidao: "This is just one of all stories. I brought it to you for only one purpose. I hope you can think about it carefully. The grievances between the witches and the doctors that have been entangled for thousands of years cannot be attributed to any one party.
That's unfair. All the Wumen have been asking for for so many years is a fair opportunity."
"I understand." He Lin was originally the most determined member of the opposition to the Wumen, but now her attitude was obviously a little relaxed.
Of course, it would be too simplistic to expect a story to completely change He Lin and Mo Liu's stance. But as long as this story can take root in He Lin's heart, it might not be able to completely change her views.
Wu Yi walked out of Huiyuan, and a golden sunset happened to shine on his face. The winter sunset was warm and made him a little intoxicated.
In this Gu Yin gathering, Wu Yi and Wumen can be regarded as the biggest winners. They got everything they deserved. The next step is to come up with a challenge that Gu Yin can accept.
One day later, Wu Yi returned to Songjiang.
In fact, there were still two days left for the Guyin gathering, but Wu Yi had no intention of staying. He had to return to Songjiang, deliver the latest news to the various branches of the Wumen as soon as possible, and brainstorm a way to challenge.
The car driving Wu Yi stopped on the street, and two people immediately came to greet him, it was Xue Zhen and Wu Nan.
Wu Nan only came to Songjiang two days ago after settling down the clan members of the sixth branch. Wu Yi is very optimistic about this talented disciple who is calm and sinister and possesses shamanic hands. There are two people like Xue Zhen and Wu Nan.
Helper, there are many things that Wu Yi does not need to handle personally.
"Da Wu, you're finally back." Xue Zhen excitedly took the suitcase from Wu Yi's hand and said, "I've been alone these days. I'm so bored!"
"Wu Nan is with you, isn't it?" Wu Yi said with a smile.
"Don't mention it, he's even more bored than me. He spends all day either sleeping or reading, and doesn't even leave the house!" Xue Zhen said angrily.
Wu Nan grinned: "I'm an otaku."
Wu Yi had nothing to do with these two people. He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, from today on you won't have the chance to be bored and stay at home. We have something to do."
"What's going on?" Both of them's eyes lit up. "Are you going to deal with the doctor?"
"That's right." Wu Yidao, "I'll tell you slowly when I get back."
An hour later, in the house where Xue Zhen temporarily rented, Wu Yi was eating hot instant noodles while telling the two of them what they had learned from the Guyin gathering.
Xue Zhen and Wu Nan were both a little excited when they heard that Gu Yin would no longer stop Wumen's challenge, but they also scratched their heads after being excited.
"Great witch, what are the limits of challenge? Why don't I understand?" Xue Zhen asked, pulling his hair.
"We just can't make a big fuss." Wu Yi explained.
Xue Zhen looked like he didn't understand. When Wu Nan saw this, he said: "You know the three destructions and eight calamities, right?"
"Why don't you know that Qin Shihuang burned books, Emperor Yongle compiled the Yongle Canon, and Qianlong compiled the Complete Collection of Four Treasures..." Xue Zhen said with his fingers, "I memorized it every day when I was a child. The master said that these experiences and lessons must be firmly remembered.
Now, we can’t suffer any more!”
"The restriction is that this kind of thing cannot happen again." Wu Nan said.
"Wu Nan is right. Those old men in Gu Yin don't want to cause trouble, and they don't want to draw the country's attention to Gu Yin because of the battle between the witch sect and the medical family. Therefore, our challenge can only be limited, and we cannot make the matter bigger.
"Wu Yidao.
"That's not easy to handle." Xue Zhen scratched his head and said.
"Wu Nan, you are responsible for passing this news to the major branches and letting everyone work together to find a solution." Wu Yidao.
Wu Nan nodded in agreement, but Xue Zhen pointed at his nose and said, "Then what should I do?"
"I have another thing for you." Wu Yi felt a little overwhelmed when he thought of the enchantress who was about to come to Songjiang. "Go and help me rent a more luxurious apartment and decorate it well. There will be a meeting in a few days.
When my friend comes to Songjiang, I have to arrange a place for her."
Xue Zhen's eyes suddenly widened: "Is she a woman?"
Wu Yi thought for a while and said with some depression: "So... she's a woman..." (To be continued...)
