Chapter 818

Ji Rao only took a thousand taels of silver.

Han Yu looks at Ji Rao suspiciously, but Ji Rao doesn't even give him a straight eye.

"The rest is for you. It's a running fee."

Han Yu was not happy. He put out his hand and patted the bank note on the table. "Although I'm poor, I don't accept all the money. I just bought some things for five hundred Liang. Isn't that unreasonable?"

Ji Rao finished counting, did not drop things, this just looked up at Han Yu, and then one hand took five hundred Liang put in the sleeve, "don't do it, I take it myself."

Han Yu

Although Ji Rao seems to have nothing wrong with what he said, he feels a little strange about what happened.

Han Yu sees Ji Rao fiddling with yarrow.

"What is it? Can it do divination? Are you really good at divination? Then you haven't divined before. After you kill Shen yun'an, general Yan will be furious? "

Ji Rao floated a cold eyes in the past, "shut up."

Han Yu had no choice but to shut her mouth and quietly watched Ji Rao deal with those things.

"The number of battalions is not six or seven, that is, eight or nine."

Han Yu saw Ji Rao occupy six times in a row, each time with different symbols. Sometimes it belongs to Yang, a long and continuous horizontal line, sometimes it belongs to Yin, two short and broken horizontal lines. The length of these two short horizontal lines is equal to that of Yang.

After the six camp numbers are obtained, Ji Rao first composes the three symbols to form the upper and lower hexagrams respectively, and then overlaps the six symbols to form a figure. This is what diviners call the whole hexagram.

Anyway, Han Yu can't understand what Ji Rao is doing. He's just a little strange. Ji Rao's way of divination is different from that of the man who just divined.

Is it true that all the Warlocks in the world have their own abilities to cheat.

The more he thought about it, the more right he felt.

If the way of divination is the same, there will be fewer people to be cheated.

Ji Rao frowned gently.

Han Yu saw Ji Rao's thin lips sipping gently. His hands were moving all the time. He could see his scarred arms with a larger range of movements.

For a moment, Han Yu even felt that general Yan was a little too cruel.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Rao's mouth slightly turned down, and she was not very happy to see it. It should not be an auspicious hexagram.

"Nothing." He looked at Han Yu, "I'm a little hungry."

"I'll ask the kitchenette to make something for you, but it's not very delicious."

Ji Rao nodded gently.

When Han Yu goes out, Ji Rao picks up a brush and draws a chapter of rice paper to write on it word by word. After writing, he picks up the paper, blows it gently, and then rolls the paper into a cylinder.

He went up to the window, put it up, saw that there was no one outside, and whistled to the sky.

Before long, a white dove slowly flew over, white dove circled twice, and finally fell down.

Because he had sent messages to the imperial palace before, he raised many such pigeons. Now they are scattered in various places. Yan's house is not far from the Imperial Palace, so this kind of carrier pigeon can still be called.

Ji Rao put the paper into the wooden tube on the pigeon's leg, squeezed the plug tightly, and then reached out to drive the pigeon away.

He frowned and watched the pigeon fly away and disappear. Then he took in his sight. Just ready to turn back, Yu Guang saw a figure not far away.

He followed and looked in the past. For a moment, he was stunned.