Verse 776: Return to the old ways

As he spoke, the two of them had already flown over the coastline and landed on a deserted beach, the two of them collected their respective magic weapons, and carefully felt the breath around them, the current aura was thinner than the previous sea, and the power of the five elements was extremely chaotic, it was really not an easy place to practice.

Nangong Yuhuan raised his hand and stroked the scattered hair on his forehead and said, "Next, what are you going to do?

Mu Sheng said: "I'll go back to my homeland Dachang first, and if I can't find them there, I'll go to other countries to look for them." ”

Nangong Yuhuan nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go home first, and wait for your good news!" After speaking, Xiang Mu Sheng winked.

Mu Sheng smiled: "Don't worry, I will go to you soon." ”

The Shenzhou Continent is densely populated, and it is not good to use the art of flying with imperial weapons, so the two of them performed the magic technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and came to the market, both of them have their own things to do, although they are reluctant, but they have no choice but to separate, and they each embark on the road home.

Mu Sheng traveled thousands of miles a day, rushed to Dachang from the East China Sea, saw the market leisurely, couldn't help but relax his mood, and had the heart of travel, so he put away the sword and storage ring, simply changed his appearance, changed into a traveling Taoist dress, and traveled all the way to Dachang country. It is a bowl of thousands of meals, traveling thousands of miles alone, in order to escape life and death, begging for spring and autumn.

But I saw that Mu Sheng had a basket of water and fire hanging on his left arm, beating a fishing drum in his hand, wearing a rotten Tang scarf, folding left and right, and wearing a collar of rag jackets. The front is tied to the sheepskin and the back is hung with a piece of war, and the east leaks the spine and the west sees the hip bone. Tie a rotten straw rope around the waist, break and connect, and step on a pair of multi-eared hemp shoes, with little help and no bottom. The face is like chicken skin, the eyes are like arrowroot, and the snot is spurting out when gluttony. Put the nine-cloud scarf on his head in the flower basket, pull the yin and yang buns on his head, and turn the Jiugong Bagua cross-dragon robe on his body into a coarse sermon robe, rub some dust on his face, and turn into a yellow-skinned, skinny, and skeletal demon Taoist. Holding a fishing drum in his hand, he sang along the way.

I eat yellow rice with light rice, which is better than a delicacy. Even if you have a lot of money, it's hard to rely on. Thinking about others being rich, thinking about other people's high money, and being empty when they die. It's better than me, Yaoqin. Play a song "Crane Singing Jiugao", no glory, no humiliation, no trouble, leisurely, slow fishing drums.

Luofu Taoist priests who are in the same stream, grass clothes and wood food light princes.

The world can't be controlled, and the pot is only free.

Counting the remnants of the chess, Jiang Yuexiao, a long howl Haimen Qiu.

Yu Yu looked back at the way back and pointed to the white cloud skyline with a smile.

Mu Sheng used the technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and within a few days, Mu Sheng came to the city of Changdu, the capital of Dachang Kingdom, because of his ugly appearance, and his clothes were sloppy, passers-by all covered their noses when they saw it, and only the child followed behind and mocked.

Mu Sheng knew from the Ghost Eye Daoist that his cousin Lin Cong was an official in the capital of Dachang Kingdom, and he was a big family, so he beat the fishing drum all the way and walked to the Lin Mansion.

There are many noble families in Dachang Kingdom, and it is not easy to find the Lin Mansion accurately, but Mu Sheng used a method of blood to recognize his relatives, dripped his blood on the sound of the paper crane, and let the paper crane go to find the Lin Mansion, which is much easier.

Mu Sheng traveled all the way, chose to stand in front of the gate of the Lin Mansion, and beat the fishing drum on the mountain, and after a while, several people came out of the house, all wearing scholar's clothes, and they couldn't see the superiority, and the first person held a cigarette bag and pot in his hand, and he didn't have a mouthful of it, looking extremely arrogant, and asked: "That sloppy Taoist, what kind of drum are you beating?" ”

Mu Sheng did not answer directly, but beat the drum and sang: "Because the people in the world are naughty and don't turn their heads, they have to stretch that naughty on the bamboo tube, which is called a foolish drum." There is a wise man who wakes up when he hears the sound of a drum, and there is a foolish man who will not turn back when you knock a thousand times and break through this naughtiness. Therefore, he knocked twice from time to time, sang the love and tore the foolish and unconscious man out of the hustle and bustle of the world. ”

"Cut, this sloppy Taoist, he is still so stupid, and he dares to say that the world is stubborn, if you really have the ability, we still believe it, if you just lie and intimidate here, don't blame us for smashing your dinner guy. The man with the cigarette pouch pot in his hand looked disdainful and threatened.

Although Mu Sheng has not systematically learned divination, physiognomy and other techniques, he also knows a little about cultivating here. People who are good at face to face can guess the number of qi and fate by looking at people's complexions, and every calculation is as effective as a god. The way of physiognomy is all by nature, and it is not so easy to teach.

But Mu Sheng knew a way to learn physiognomy, hanging five colors of silk fabrics on a shelf in a dark room and selecting them. Ordinary people can't make full use of their eyesight, as long as they look carefully at the silk thread, they can vaguely distinguish white after ten days, and after half a year, they can see five colors clearly.

If you can distinguish the colorful silk clearly in the dark, you can go back and meet people in the daytime and predict the future. This method is the art of the spiritual eye, Mu Sheng has learned it before, although it is used to rob tombs, but it can be regarded as a success, and the art of the spiritual eye has been completed.

Mu Sheng smiled faintly and said, "If you don't believe it, I'll tell you what?"

The man took a puff of cigarette in his mouth, sprayed it on Mu Sheng's face and said, "You can tell me to listen to it, if what you say is wrong, don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless!"

Mu Sheng pointed to the cigarette pipe: "This smoke pipe is made of three parts, you have probably experienced three ups and three times after becoming an official, right?"

The man was shocked when he heard this, he didn't smoke anymore, and put away the cigarette pipe: "That's right." "

Mu Sheng continued: "You are now a fifth-rank official in the court, and you must learn the lessons of the past from now on, and you can no longer treat people like a pipe." "

The man was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean, Daoist?"

Mu Sheng said: "This pipe is very snobbish, when you use it, you get hot, and when you don't use it, it's cold and ruthless." When the man heard this, he was ashamed and discouraged.

The two people who were about to leave looked at each other and said with a smile: "I don't see that the Taoist is still a physiognomy expert, so you can help us take a look, the cost is easy to say." ”

Mu Sheng nodded, and took down the handkerchief he was wearing casually and asked for a test, Mu Sheng said: "The handkerchief is an elegant and white silk fabric, of course, it is an elegant thing in the officialdom, but unfortunately the size is a little smaller, and the official position of Mr. is afraid that it is inseparable from this elegant and clean, I guess Mr. is a four-grade Hanlin, I don't know if it's right?"

The man couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and praised with a thumb: "The Taoist is really a god." ”

Behind this person, a white-skinned person also took out an object from his waist, and asked Mu Sheng to inspect it, and Mu Sheng fixed his eyes on a portable inkstone, the style was small and exquisite, but the material did not lose a sense of heaviness.