On this day, the wind and sun in Jingzhou are beautiful, and the clouds in the sky are cloudy, cloudy and sunny.

Hundreds of people in the city of Jingzhou went out of the city just to participate in a grand event, a grand event that was enough to change a person and a sect.

The pilgrimage mountain stands in the west of Jingzhou City, there is a palace built on the mountain, sits in the south and faces north, it is located on the steep pilgrimage mountain only Lingxiao Palace is a door, there is only one way to go up the mountain, it is called a line to the sky, so there is a saying that 'crossing the ghost gate pass, not entering the line of heaven'.

The palace on the top of the mountain is majestic, as the state religion of the Xia and Zhou countries, the building of the Lingxiao Palace is not much better than the palace, carved beams and columns, carved dragons and phoenixes, every year there are many people who go up the mountain to pray for blessings and protection, and invest in the hard-earned three taels of hard-earned money in the past year, just for a worthless yellow charm and "fairy master witty words".

"Divination of the next life and this life, hexagram fortune and misfortune!" Many gods and sticks wandered on the mountain road every day, counting on pulling one or two guests to get a piece of the incense from the Lingxiao Palace, and grab a few taels of silver with their holy venerable.

The mountain road is unprecedentedly crowded, crowded with people are slowly walking towards the viewing platform above, the so-called viewing scenery as the name suggests, it is the Lingxiao Palace in order to let these pilgrims have a place to rest after letting go of the incense money, from the viewing platform is enough to clearly see the disciples on the martial arts field of the Lingxiao Palace, sitting in danger, some standing and sitting, the people sitting look at the high and deep appearance of the settling, standing with their hands in their hands, and the fairy wind is wonderful.

These people who live a small life on weekdays have heard some mysterious legends all day long, although most of them have no spiritual roots and have nothing to do with the immortal law, but they still have a wisp of immortal dreams in their hearts, and they can only see the dignity of these Taoist elders to chat with their own eyes to comfort and satisfy their imagination.

On the covenant of pilgrimage, Jiang Chang'an is now a figure of attention in the entire Jingzhou and even the entire Xia and Zhou Kingdom, and they have speculated about how the youngest emperor in history will survive this life-and-death threshold.

At the same time, some people want to take a look at the face of Ling Xiao Palace, facing this figure who is already a member of the royal family, is he still as blind as he was to a waste wood many years ago!

Whew-

Today's wind suddenly became howling, whining in the mountain pass, and the atmosphere was even more gloomy.

The sound of the waves rippled with the moonlight. The night sky was clear, the shadows of the trees were faint, and the two walked wordlessly on the forest path leading to the beach, as if they were walking towards a road that did not know the future.

Jiang Changan was still wearing a white gown, no longer a bloated robe, but a close-fitting suit, this was not a new dress, there were faint stains hidden on it, but he washed it extremely clean.

On his feet were a pair of white grey cloth boots with a thinly worn bottom.

Jiang Changan always likes to wear the clothes he is most accustomed to wearing and the boots he is most accustomed to wearing before important things, which makes him feel very relaxed and comfortable all over his body, and he can be promoted to the most prosperous state as soon as possible in every move.

I looked up and saw that it was close to noon, and there was no one on the mountain road at this time, only the wind.

All the fortune-telling sticks also went up the mountain to occupy a position with a better view, and couldn't wait for the start of this agreement to witness the occurrence of something that was enough to shake the entire Jiangzhou.

The mountain road is rugged, the stone steps are covered with moss, and Jiang Chang'an's footsteps are not in a hurry.

Suddenly, a voice came slowly: "The world is as busy as water, don't worry about fame and fortune, coarse tea and light rice are okay, and don't force wealth and glory." Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling,

Jiang Changan looked back and saw a middle-aged man with a short body and a big head like a bucket and a two-character beard, he was wearing a staff suit, not to mention the six-line tortoise shell in his hand, and he didn't even have a fortune-telling banner, so he nagged these words back and forth with a red mouth and white teeth.

Jiang Changan frowned slightly, looked at this person and smiled: "Hu Qiye, aren't you selling your coffin in Cangzhou, how can you appear here?"

The magic stick that appeared in front of him was Hu Qiye, the shopkeeper of Hu Ji's coffin shop who inquired about the solution of the stone statue dragon in Cangzhou.

"Of course, the coffin shop of the coffin master is open, as for why it is here...... If it weren't for an old thing crying and begging me to come, the coffin wouldn't have come to this hellish place. ”

Hu Laoqi's problem of saying big words has not changed at all, and said: "Junior, you deceived the coffin master and me so miserably last time, six hundred taels of silver, tsk, a full six hundred taels, this is how many coffins to sell to earn back!" Hu Laoqi beat his chest and gritted his teeth and said hatefully, he actually had the urge to peel off this kid on the spot to pay off his debts, and immediately blocked this mountain road, and he looked like he was slamming to the end.

Jiang Changan smiled slightly, when he was about to go up the mountain at this moment, his heart was as plain as water, he took out six hundred taels of silver tickets and handed them over: "The kid also made a joke with his seniors last time, and he will return it all today, I wonder if the seniors can give way?"

"Huh?" Hu Laoqi was stunned by the changes in Jiang Chang'an in front of him, this kid was in his impression that the iron rooster was a hair, how could he repay the money so easily, would it be ...... What's the conspiracy?

Hu Lao Qiyi scooped the silver ticket into his arms, looked at him with two eyes like mung beans, and just as Jiang Changan was about to pass, he grabbed his shoulder again, and said with a smile: "Boy, don't worry, the coffin master finally came here, you don't have anything to say?" Tell you quietly, the coffin master has studied this fortune-telling law very deeply and knows it well, so you are not interested in wanting to know what you will be like in the future?"

Jiang Changan looked at him with profound meaning: "Can you see what will happen in the future?"

"Not bad. Hu Laoqi said proudly, "Even the Heavenly Mandate Sect's Granny Long Yun is a step worse than the coffin master......

Jiang Changan said: "Since you can calculate what will happen in the future, how did you do the coffin business? How did you start a fortune-telling business? Why didn't you become a strong party?"

Hu Laoqi was embarrassed to ask a few questions, and said with a cramped expression: "Doctors don't heal themselves, you haven't heard of it, boy, in short, what does the coffin master mean, that is, he is in a good mood today, and he can tell you a hexagram for you, how do you think? ”

"One hundred taels! Sure enough, it is a year to earn a sum of money, and a sum to eat for a year. Jiang Changan thought it was funny, but he also sent a hundred taels of provinces and wasted time in vain.

"Refreshing!" Hu Laoqi laughed and said, "Come on, come on-"

As he spoke, Hu Laoqi pulled Jiang Changan to sit on the steps, picked up a straw mustard and folded the whole hay into three pieces, and put it in Jiang Changan's hand-

ps: Tired and tired or made up a chapter, and slept......