It was too late to go down the mountain, so they all decided to stay for another day.
What was extremely rare was that tonight Fang Shan did not lean on the recliner leisurely like an old man and indulge in the starlight. He took a small stool and prepared to look for Bai Yiqing.
Herbs were planted everywhere in Baicao Garden, and every step required careful observation. Fang Shan was standing firmly on a ridge when his ears suddenly twitched. He turned around and accurately spotted a figure following him, neither too far nor too close.
Fang Shan raised an eyebrow and hummed, "What is the host doing here?"
Wei Sushen said calmly, "Take a walk."
Fang Shan nodded seriously, "What a coincidence! We both take the same walking route."
Wei Sushen nodded perfunctorily.
At one moment, Fang Shan suddenly realized how others felt when facing him. Once they lost their sense of shame, they would be fearless and omnipotent.
"Since we've met, let's take a walk together." Wei Sushen came to his side, his eyes only looking at the surrounding scenery, as if he was just taking a walk.
Fang Shan gave a thumbs up: "You win."
The moonlight is tranquil and peaceful. Most cultivators like to practice their internal skills under the moonlight, and Bai Yiqing is no exception.
He had been meditating, but suddenly opened his eyes and saw two figures approaching from a distance. One was dressed in a thin shirt and looked elegant. But the one who caught his eye the most was the one in a pitch-black cloak.
At first, Bai Yiqing thought Wei Sushen was just a scheming, worldly person. Now, even though they had no direct contact, he could roughly feel that his weakness was not fake.
At this moment, Fang Shan had already walked closer and saw the look in his eyes and roughly understood what the other person was thinking.
Bai Yiqing asked out of pure surprise, "What's wrong with his body?"
Fang Shan said without hesitation: "There is a kind of physique in this world called the natural holy body."
Bai Yiqing sneered: "You want to say he is a holy body?"
"No," Fang Shan shook his head, "He was born with a leaky body."
Wei Sushen said calmly, "Because of domineering."
Fang Shan clapped his hands and smiled: "Yes, very domineering."
After saying this, he laughed even more exaggeratedly, cheering for the joke he had made up on the spot.
Wei Sushen curled the corners of his mouth as a sign of cooperation.
They laughed to themselves for a long time, and Bai Yiqing had a blank expression the whole time. He felt that the two of them had mental problems.
The laughter stopped abruptly without any warning, and Fang Shan put on a serious face: "I'm here to discuss something important."
After what happened earlier, his sudden change of expression wasn't surprising. Bai Yiqing held an even colder face than before and said, "Speak."
"I heard from Fellow Daoist Xie that Brother Bai is also good at fortune-telling."
Bai Yiqing: "So what?"
"It just so happens that I also know some deductions," Fang Shan said, "Why don't we work together to figure out how to break the calamity of love."
Bai Yiqing refused coldly: "If you're not careful, you'll end up making things worse. It's not worth it."
Fang Shan: "I just need some guidance to expand the scope, such as where to go that would be more advantageous. This is less risky than directly calculating the love disaster."
Bai Yiqing looked at him for a while, then said, "You're very good at taking advantage of loopholes."
Fang Shan held his head high with pride. He was a well-known expert in exploiting bugs among all systems.
Bai Yiqing pulled a few strange stones from his storage bag and tossed them casually. The stones rolled on the ground a few times, forming a corner of the constellation map. His sleeves billowed in the evening breeze, and from a distance, he looked like a genuine immortal in white.
As for Fang Shan, he got two pieces of turtle shells from somewhere, gathered them together in his palm, chanted some old-fashioned "Heaven and Earth, please bless you", and threw the turtle shells to the ground.
Xie Lan had followed the noise and came over at some point. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but whisper to Wei Sushen, "Can this calculation be accurate?"
"It's okay," Wei Sushen said calmly, "He's lucky."
Fang Shan, who was fiddling with the turtle shell, looked over with a half-smile after hearing this.
Bai Yiqing's first answer was: "Southwest, Lover's Lake."
Fang Shan's result was exactly the opposite: "Northeast, snow-capped mountains."
Xie Lan was stunned...Who should I believe?
Unexpectedly, Fang Shan took the initiative to put away the tortoise shell, looked at Bai Yiqing and said, "I didn't expect you to be so accurate."
Using his luck as a reverse deduction, it is not difficult to prove that Bai Yiqing's divination is extremely accurate.
Xie Lan was completely confused and couldn't help but glance at Wei Sushen, who was also an outsider. However, the latter nodded, as if he quite agreed with Fang Shan's statement.
The name of Lover's Lake is very romantic, because from a distance, it looks like a man and a woman hugging each other, so there are always many tragic love stories about it: some are committed suicide for love, and some are murderous because one party changes his mind, and in the end both parties die.
It was dusk when Fang Shan and his companions arrived. The golden light shone on the shimmering water, giving people a rather sad illusion.
"Since it's called Lover's Lake, there must be a third person in the story."
Fang Shan's thoughts jumped around, and he made up no less than three versions on the spot. They had a beginning and an end, were cliché and melodramatic, and gave people an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Xie Lan was afraid that if she continued to listen, she would lose control of her worldview, so she took the initiative to change the subject: "Where should we start?"
The hexagram guided them here, but they still had to discover for themselves what to do.
Fang Shan looked at the lake with a solemn expression and said, "I'm curious about the scenery below."
Xie Lan didn't mean to pour cold water on him, and said matter-of-factly: "I'm afraid many people have done similar things before us."
For several years, rumors of hidden treasures within Lover's Lake circulated widely, and countless monks flocked to the area, nearly digging the tiny lake to its very foundations. After years of fruitless discoveries, the treasure-hunting craze gradually faded.
Thinking of this, he was about to sigh deeply. The treasure was illusory and he should concentrate on cultivation. However, in the blink of an eye, Fang Shan had already gone into the water.
Xie Lan looked again, but Bai Yiqing was nowhere to be seen. After a few seconds, she turned her head and looked at Wei Sushen: "You're not going?"
Wei Sushen shook his head: "The lake water is too cold. I am weak and easily catch a cold."
Xie Lan chuckled, almost forgetting that this person also had a delicate personality.
Estimating that it would take some time before they could reach the shore, Wei Sushen found a spacious place to sit down. His calm gaze contrasted with the rippling lake water, creating a perfect contrast between stillness and movement.
Suddenly, a dazzling light made him squint subconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, the lake surface was still the same as before, as if the dazzling light just now was just an illusion.
Just then, Fang Shan emerged from the water with a few wet seaweeds hanging on his head.
Xie Lan couldn't help laughing out loud.
Fang Shan's eyes were sinister as he wrote it down in his little black notebook.
Wei Sushen also smiled, facing the vindictive gaze, he said calmly: "Green sets off the white skin, it looks very good."
Fang Shan's expression immediately brightened, and when he got ashore, he said with a smile: "The same applies to cuckoldry."
Wei Sushen's expression changed immediately.
Feeling the murderous intent, Fang Shan smiled awkwardly and said, "Just a joke." He looked around and frowned, "Didn't he come up?"
Xie Lan squatted on the shore and observed: "Could there be any discovery?"
Fang Shan sighed, "Don't just think positively about everything."
Wei Sushen nodded: "Maybe he drowned."
“…”
As he spoke, huge ripples appeared on the water surface. Unlike Fang Shan's embarrassment when he appeared, Bai Yiqing shook lightly and the water droplets on his body disappeared instantly.
Fang Shan said with a sigh, "A lotus emerges from clear water."
This time, there was no need for Wei Sushen's death stare, as Bai Yiqing's overly sharp gaze had already arrived.
Fang Shan readily shifted his focus: "What did you find?"
Bai Yiqing shook his head.
Xie Lan shrugged: "I've said it before, it's impossible here..."
"There's something in the water."
Xie Lan was stuck and turned to look at Wei Sushen: "What did you say?"
"It's probably a crystal-like object."
Fang Shan took off the water plants on his head and said, "The lake isn't deep. I basically circled it."
Wei Sushen: "It's easier to observe from the shore."
As he said, they sat in a row, motionless, staring at the lake. As time passed, Fang Shan swatted a flying insect that was dangling in front of him and blinked, "We're kind of like... idiots just sitting there like this."
The sunset is about to fade away, and it is not conducive to observation after nightfall. If there is nothing to find, we can only wait until the next morning.
In everyone's last hope, the circle of light on the water surface became smaller and smaller. When Fang Shan was about to fall asleep, Bai Yiqing and Wei Sushen narrowed their eyes almost at the same time and locked onto a certain place.
Fang Shan asked sleepily, "Any clues?"
Bai Yiqing: "Floating objects on the water."
Fang Shan gathered himself together, looked for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed, as night fell and the light became interrupted, he could barely see that part of the lake seemed to be rippling in a different direction.
I flew to the lake and reached out to scoop something up, and a transparent, sticky film wrapped around my palm.
Fang Shan's expression was filled with disgust: "What is that?"
After leaving the water, the mucous membrane gradually hardens due to large-area contact with the air, and finally evolves into a translucent solid.
Xie Lan took a closer look: "Mirror?"
Fang Shan took the opportunity to free himself, threw the thing to him, and broke off a branch to salvage the remaining residue from the lake.
After counting, there were about ten pieces, irregular in shape, and at first glance there was no pattern at all.
Night finally fell, and Fang Shan divided the mysterious object equally and told them to study it separately.
It is normal for monks to sleep on the ground under the sky. There are no dilapidated temples or other places to stay near Lover's Lake, so the four of them each found a big tree to spend the night.
Perhaps it was intentional, the place chosen by Bai Yiqing was some distance away from Fang Shan and Wei Sushen.
As a close friend, Xie Lan knew that what the other party was pursuing was quiet and peaceful, so he deliberately did not disturb him.
Fang Shan was still secretly pondering the object he had scooped up from the lake, using it as a mirror: "Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me who is the most beautiful person in the world?"
Of course, his face still appeared in the mirror. Fang Shan covered his mouth, laughter leaking out through his fingers: "How can this be so embarrassing?"
Xie Lan couldn't bear to watch it anymore and moved closer to the relatively normal Wei Sushen.
Wei Sushen noticed his movements, raised the transparent object towards Xie Lan, and said expressionlessly, "Monster, reveal your true form."
“…”
Unable to bear the atmosphere here, Xie Lan chose to move away to find the only normal person.
Under the cold moonlight, Bai Yiqing's cold face seemed particularly kind in his eyes. Xie Lan flew onto the branch and was about to confide in him about the two people's strange behavior, but he saw that Bai Yiqing's sleeves were a little shorter.
At this moment, he was rubbing the broken sleeve on the surface of a transparent object.
Xie Lan's pupils trembled: "What are you doing?"
Bai Yiqing frowned slightly: "There is a small black spot on it."
He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't wipe it off.
The author has something to say: Fang Shan: If you feel that the whole world is abnormal, you should learn to reflect on yourself.
Xie Lan: ...Thanks for your advice.
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