After dying young in her prime, the master of the Xuanmen sect, Yan Jiu, transmigrated to a parallel world and became an unfortunate soul whose luck had been stolen. She inexplicably bound herself ...
The painting depicts an extremely beautiful starry sky.
The background color of the surrounding area is a gradient of Prussian blue and dark green, with countless stars falling in the night sky. The stars, like countless diamonds, are combined to form a ring-shaped Milky Way, which looks real from a distance.
Yan Jiu enters "Starry Night".
Hongyu didn't tell him everything, only explaining, "My father said there's something important hidden in the painting, and I came back to China this time to find someone who can decipher 'Starry Night'."
Yan Jiu asked, "And then what?"
Hongyu said frankly, "We will present the painting with both hands."
A few days at the Special Bureau.
Hongyu was forced to go on several "escapes" by Ma Weiwei and Lao Cao, which made him much more composed.
Yan Jiu nodded thoughtfully.
While everyone was in shock.
He slapped the "Starry Night" book.
Chen Cheng's heart skipped a beat: "Do you know what you're doing? This is 'Starry Night'!"
"That's too reckless. What if it gets destroyed?"
"The Hong family is the same. They're only under the protection of the Special Affairs Bureau, so why are they just letting her run rampant? In my opinion, the Special Affairs Bureau will be ruined by her sooner or later!"
Those who followed Chen Cheng knew they couldn't beat Yan Jiu, but they were habitually sharp-tongued, especially after Yan Jiu's inappropriate move; their words became even more undisguised.
The special bureau members hesitated to speak, but ultimately stood in unison behind Yan Jiu, offering their silent support.
Hongyu asked cautiously, "Have you noticed something?"
Yan Jiu stopped: "What would you do if I said no?"
Hongyu: "..." I'd be scared to death.
Old Cao suddenly exclaimed, "The painting has cracked!"
Hongyu's vision went black: I cracked open too.jpg
Chen Cheng couldn't bear to look at the painting that Yan Jiu had destroyed; he just wanted to see how the Special Bureau would handle this situation.
The Hong family is backed by the Mary fortune teller family, and they won't easily let go of those who destroy paintings.
He used to be eager to show off.
Besides wanting to be the first to unravel the secrets of "Starry Night," he also wanted to show his face in front of the Hong family.
The special agency's methods are becoming increasingly aggressive.
The Taoist sect is in dire need of help right now.
Foreign powers are undoubtedly the best counterbalance.
As Chen Cheng was envisioning a bright future, he noticed the people around him exclaiming in surprise.
He followed the gaze.
I unexpectedly saw another side of "Starry Night".
The painting sheds its heavy paint, revealing seventy-eight cards that are almost transparent and hidden beneath the canvas.
Yan Jiu said calmly, "Then it's mine."
Everyone was speechless.
No one would destroy a rare treasure, let alone one that might contain an even greater treasure.
This has led to collectors treasuring "Starry Night" for so many years.
Only Yan Jiu.
Only Yan Jiu.
Perhaps it was all preordained...
Yan Jiu raised her hand.
Seventy-eight cards landed one by one in her palm. The backs of the transparent cards had mysterious gold-plated star ring patterns, like a magic circle or the Wheel of Fortune.
Each of them represents one of the gears, and when put together, they form a talisman – a tarot card.
The material of the transparent sign is unknown, and it feels cold to the touch.
Yan Jiu casually picked up the tarot cards and arranged them as if shuffling playing cards.
This made the onlookers tremble with fear.
They were afraid that Yan Jiu would throw the cards.
After shuffling the cards, Yan Jiu held them in his left hand, pushed the first card diagonally with his thumb, and then pressed the corner of the second card, which naturally flipped over. It was the Hanged Man, a symbol of self-sacrifice and dedication in the Tarot.
She repeated it three times.
It's still the Hanged Man.
Yan Jiu didn't believe in superstition.
After her fourth divination for Lang Zongyi, she finally saw a different card – the “wandering” Fool, holding a rose in his left hand and carrying all his belongings in his right.
This card is not in the order of 1-21, which is quite special. It can be said to be the Joker card in playing cards.
Yan Jiu squatted down next to Lang Zongyi: "I'm not very good with tarot cards. I'll do a divination for you after I find the compass."
Everyone: "..." What did she just say? The Tarot cards, one of the nine great magical artifacts, are a bit weak?!
As Yan Jiu spoke, she scattered the cards around Lang Zongyi, the transparent tarot cards hovering and spinning in mid-air.
The pentagram array descended from top to bottom, awakening those lost in the tarot card constellations.
"Fairy tales prove that Sleeping Beauty will be awakened by a prince's kiss."
Lang Zongyi opened his eyes and heard Yan Jiu say such an absurd thing. He pushed the person away expressionlessly.
Yan Jiu had no regrets about losing the chance to be a prince. She put away her teasing smile and asked about the feeling of being lost.
Lang Zongyi: "..." Feeling? Extremely familiar.
The tarot cards in "Starry Night" are part of the starry sky. Lang Zongyi doesn't know why his soul was accidentally sucked into the star chart, and as for his feelings...
He remained completely calm.
They even have the leisure to appreciate star charts up close.
Then, Lang Zongyi noticed that the Big Dipper was shining brightly and showed no signs of falling, but the night sky was turbulent and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Lang Zongyi did not reveal the changes in the star chart in public, but only said, "Is it a tarot card?"
Without saying a word, Yan Jiu shoved the cards into Lang Zongyi's hand: "I have enough playing cards, this is for you."
Lang Zongyi shook his head and refused: "It's useless to me."
Yan Jiu insisted, "It can protect you."
Lang Zongyi shook his head again: "No need."
Yan Jiu slapped his thigh and stood up: "If I say it's useful, then it's useful!"
Lang Zongyi took a solid slap to the left leg: "Just talk, don't slap your own leg."
Yan Jiu assured her, "I'll definitely do it next time."
Lang Zongyi: "..." You want a next time?
The two went back and forth, making Chen Cheng's teeth ache. He really wanted to stand up and say that if no one else wanted him, he would be happy to take him.
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