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Xue Zhao had just gotten off the plane and was packing his luggage in the room, and there was a person next to him, who was slightly younger than him, and said while helping: "Brother, I have made an appointment, and people will come over in a while." ”

"Is this guy reliable?" he asked.

"Tsk, don't you believe me? I usually annoy these things the most, but this is a real skill, the last time we met, I didn't do anything, people clicked and hugged, saying that eight or nine are not far from ten. ”

"Heh, people may have figured out all your family background, where can you pretend to be a ghost. Xue Zhao said with a smile.

"In this way, I can find people because of fate......"

The man was a little anxious, and said, "Even if he finds out about me, he won't be able to know you, right? ”

"That's right. He nodded.

This person's name is Chen Yu, and he is his friend, or rather, a business family attached to the Xue family. The Chen family does business in Shengtian, and their status is comparable to that of the Zeng family, but the business scope is relatively unpopular and there are not many contacts.

And the Xue family is a wealthy family in the capital, this kind of family is very low-key, and ordinary people rarely understand it, so Chen Yu said the above words.

Xue Zhao brought a lot of luggage, and it took a while to finish it. Clothes and shoes were enough, and in the end, he actually brought out a portable rice cooker and a bag of rice.

Chen Yu was taken aback and asked, "Brother, how have you been learning cooking recently?"

"What are you learning to cook? I have a bad stomach this time, and the doctor said that drinking some porridge to nourish me will not bother anyway. ”

Xue Zhao threw the rice cooker on the table and put it in his pocket seemingly casually. Naturally, there was Ling rice in that bag, and he had eaten it for four or five days in a row, with a bowl of gruel every day.

It is worthy of being a godsend, he obviously feels that he has become energetic, sleeps steadily, has a normal morning erection, and even has a little more open mood.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong!"

At this moment, when he suddenly heard the phone ringing, Chen Yu picked it up and asked, "The person is almost here, I will let him come up?"

"Let's go down. Xue Zhao thought about it.

"Good. ”

Chen Yu said a few more words before hanging up the phone and following the two out of the house.

The floor where he lives is quite high, on the 15th floor, the two of them took the elevator down, and Xue Zhao's expression has always been very subtle.

Since there is such a thing as aura in the world, it has spread out within the powerful, and all families have been secretly poking and poking at one thing: using the power underneath to search for folk masters all over the world.

It is said that there are more than 50,000 registered Taoist priests in the country, and each of them has a file in the hands of the government. With the current environment, it is a national strategy for the government to concentrate resources and cultivate them in a unified manner. They don't have the courage and strength to secretly play tricks.

So they retreated to the next best thing and turned to the people.

Since ancient times, people have always had a perception that the folk hidden dragon and crouching tiger have come out in large numbers. As a result, fortune telling, word renaming, feng shui auspiciousness, etc., have become extremely prosperous.

Although 99% of them are scammers, there is only a 1% chance that everyone will break the head. What's more, Xue Zhao has already heard that several wealthy families in the capital have really found them, and they do have real skills.

……

The first floor of the hotel, the café.

As soon as Xue Zhao arrived downstairs, he saw someone. The man was in his fifties, wearing plain short-sleeved trousers and a pair of cloth shoes. At first glance, he looks like an old factory accountant who is about to retire, and he is a little shrewd in his ordinary.

However, when I looked at his face, I saw a trace of extraordinary: the distance between the eyebrows and between the eyes of this person was much larger than that of ordinary people, the nose was straight and straight, and the lips were also very thick.

With such a combination of facial features, the first reaction is ugly, but after a few more glances, I feel that there is a very special temperament.

"This is Li Daoyu, this is my friend, come, sit down. ”

Chen Yu didn't mention Xue Zhao's name, beckoned the two to sit down, and ordered some tea and dried fruits.

Xue Zhao was very interested, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth: "Mr. Li, are you from the Daomen?"

"I have no teacher and no faction, so I can be regarded as an ancestor. Li Daoyu said with a smile.

"Heh, Xiao Chen has praised you a lot, then I'll take the liberty of it, what will you do?" he said directly.

"I'll have a lot of stuff, I don't know what you want to see?" the other party was very calm.

"Oh, how about you take a look at my face?"

"Yes. ”

Li Daoyu lowered his eyelids, looked at him carefully for half a minute, and said: "I see that your head is round and short, your eyes are beautiful and clear, your eyebrows are wide and long, your head and tail are plump, and you are high on your forehead, these are all rich and noble." You are either an official or a rich person. ”

“……”

Xue Zhao was noncommittal, he came with Chen Yu, Chen Yu is a local tyrant, and it doesn't mean anything if he can say this.

And immediately after, the other party said: "But your forehead lines are bent like water, and your nasolabial folds are broken, especially on your right side." Let me offend, is your mother still alive?"

"Phew!"

Xue Zhao was shocked this time, his mother died a few years ago, and there are not many people who know about it, so this person can see it?

His mind fluctuated and he didn't reply, but Li Daoyu glanced at him, and then said: "Your pavilion is plump, and there is a straight line on the left and right cheekbones, which is another gathering of popularity and middle-aged luck." If my guess is correct, something good will happen to you lately. ”

Get!

Hearing this, Xue Zhao was convinced.

He hurriedly got up, poured a cup of tea for the other party, and said, "Mr. is really a master, he was rude just now." ”

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. There are too many people pretending to be ghosts now, and it's a good thing to be vigilant. ”

"Are you still working?" he asked.

"I'm ashamed, I usually set up a small stall to sell used books, and I can't compare to you. ”

"Then you have such a great ability, why don't you show it?"

"Alas, there is an order from the ancestors not to be disobeyed. ”

Li Daoyu sighed and said helplessly: "What's more, in the current society, I am a feudal superstition, and I don't want to cause that trouble." If it weren't for Xiao Chen's relationship with me, I wouldn't have seen you today. ”

The two chatted for a long time, but put Chen Yu aside. And Li Daoyu looked at the time, it was nearly six o'clock, and said, "It's not early, I should go back." ”

"Sir, I'm staying in Shengtian, and I'll visit tomorrow!" Although Xue Zhao was excited, his face was still very measured.

"Well, it's okay, Xiao Chen knows my address. ”

Li Daoyu really looked like an ordinary person, rejected Xue Zhao's kindness, and rode his bicycle home.

It was just the evening rush hour, and the traffic was crowded, people came and went, and the streets were noisy. He rode a beat-up bicycle through the rapids, but it seemed to be far away from the surroundings, which was quite strange and unique.

About half an hour later, Li Daoyu stopped under an old residential building. This is the staff dormitory of a certain unit, which has been occupied by some elderly people for decades.

He stumbled upstairs, a little impatient. The home is a two-bedroom living room, the space is very small, and even the balcony is full of sundries.

He ran to the balcony and pulled a large box out of the mess. The box was supposed to be of elm, it was old, the paint on the outside was already mottled, and a copper lock hung from it.

"Smack!"

The lock opened, and inside was a thick red cloth. He took off the red cloth, and a touch of weirdness and fanaticism suddenly flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out a wooden niche more than a foot high.

This niche is long and rectangular, very well maintained, blood-red wood, exquisitely carved, carved on the left and right with four golden characters:

Wuji Ancestor, Sanyang III.

(There is also a ...... at night ）