At half past three in the morning, at the Hangzhou Railway Freight Station, a black-skinned train loaded with timber slowly drove in, and after a long whistle, it stopped steadily.

On a certain section of the train, Sanqing and Fan Youwei woke up at the same time, Fan Youwei stretched his waist lazily and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sanqing raised a finger, put it to his mouth and made a silent gesture, and then lay on the edge of the carriage and looked around vigilantly, like a little cheetah looking for prey in the dark.

"Who's where?" suddenly came a shout not far away, and then a strong light swept over, just stopping on the carriage where Sanqing was hiding.

Sanqing retracted his head almost the moment the lights came, but Fan Youwei didn't realize what was happening, and was still sitting on a huge log, caught by the lights.

"What man!" the voice came again, and much closer than the previous one, and only after a while, Sanqing heard the hurried footsteps.

"Run!" Sanqing whispered, then jumped to Fan Youwei's side and grabbed his hand.

Fan Youwei didn't have time to react at all, he felt that his body was being pulled by something, and then he took off into the air, and then fell for a while.

"Why are you stunned, run!" Sanqing's voice made Fan Youwei come back to his senses, and he realized that he had already left the train and stood on the ground. It was Sanqing who picked himself up, and then jumped off the train, and a qiē happened, like thunder. Fan Youwei couldn't believe that this qiē was real, but he didn't have time to think about it, because Sanqing had already run out for a long distance, and he could vaguely hear footsteps and shouts coming from behind him. He began to run wildly.

"Why are we running, Sanqing!" the two of them ran out of the freight station in one breath, passed through a field of farmland and houses, and came to an open field, and stopped. At this time, Fan Youwei was already out of breath. The old yellow dog was leisurely not far away.

"It's just a waste of time, I still have a lot of things to do, no, it's us!" Sanqing replied softly, his gaze moving into the distance, where was the city of Hangzhou before dawn, quiet and serene.

"Where is Hangzhou?" Fan Youwei followed Sanqing's gaze, his heart full of yearning.

"Hmm!let's go!" Sanqing replied casually, and strode forward.

When the two entered the city of Hangzhou, the genius was bright, and after going around and around, the two arrived at the West Lake, and the sun had quietly climbed into the sky. Along the way, Fan Youwei was like a headless fly, but he was particularly interested in various things. But in the end, they all grabbed their clothes and continued to walk forward. Sanqing didn't seem to be interested in this Hangzhou city, but he was extremely familiar with it, which made Fan Youwei more and more curious, and he always felt that the one in front of him was not the naïve child who was playing chess with himself in the City God Temple. Every time he wanted to ask, Sanqing would always turn around and cordially shout a word about Brother Youwei, this time, Fan Youwei felt that there seemed to be nothing to ask.

"Children, I see that your Yintang is black......" Sanqing led Fan Youwei around the West Lake, and suddenly an old man dressed as a Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere, stopped Sanqing and Fan Youwei, and after glancing at the two with a smile, his brows suddenly tightened.

Sanqing stopped and looked at the old man carefully, he was generally wearing an obviously oversized robe, not only did it look like a fairy style, but it was counterproductive and uncomfortable. The old man was also carrying a bamboo banner with four crooked characters written on it: "Mu Yi Bu Hexagram".

"Is the Dao Leader saying that my Yin Hall is black, and there will be a Bloody Mansion disaster soon?" asked Sanqing with his head raised, and deliberately showed a panicked expression.

"Oh, yes, yes, that's right. Seeing Sanqing's knowledge, the old Taoist priest immediately became interested.

"Then I don't know where my disaster came from, and how to explain it?" Sanqing continued to ask.

"Well, let's do the math. The old Taoist priest didn't expect the childish boy in front of him to be able to ask such a question, and suddenly felt the pressure, and hurriedly stretched out his empty right hand and pinched his fingers indiscriminately.

"Seeing that you appeared on the shore of this West Lake so early in the morning, it must be because your family allowed you to travel, and the stunned young man behind you is your brother, you and your family are separated, right?" He originally just wanted to bluff Sanqing, this kid didn't have oil and water, so he didn't prepare, but he didn't expect this kid to be so tricky.

"Oh, the Dao Leader is really a living immortal, this is all your guess!" Sanqing said with excitement on his face.

"Guess?" the old Taoist priest glanced at Sanqing, a little uncomfortable, but on the whole, he was still happy in his heart, because he was right about his nonsense, and the kid was also convinced.

"Daoist, your surname is Yang, your full name is Yang Guangjun, your parents want you to join the army to glorify your ancestors, but you became a deserter, because you are afraid! You are afraid of death, and you are even more afraid of the dead!"

"You, you ......"

"I want to ask how I know? Just like you, guess!" Sanqing said, pinching his fingers as he had done before.

"Little friend, I see that your bones are amazing, or the poor Dao will accept you as an apprentice, I can teach you Feng Shui, fortune telling, by the way, and the art of Qimen Dunjia, what do you think?" The old Taoist priest is also an old man, and he has seen many strange things, but the child in front of him still surprised him. He feigned composure and changed the subject.

"Bone surprise? Do I have horns on my head, or do I have a tail behind me?" Sanqing said in a childish tone, touching his head and then his buttocks.

"Well...... old Taoist priest was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say. But I secretly thought in my heart, this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, it seems that today, I am pretending to be a ghost and I have met a really master!

"Dao Chief, I see that you are also a person with amazing bones, why don't I take you as an apprentice? But I can't teach you Qimen Dunjia, I can only show you the way. Seeing that the old Taoist priest didn't speak, Sanqing spoke.

The old Taoist priest's heart was shocked, he looked down at Sanqing, looked into his eyes, and he saw that the child was not joking, let alone crazy.

"I ......" the old Taoist priest hesitated, if he agreed, I am afraid that he Mu Yi will become a laughing stock in the industry, if he does not agree, this child looks like a master who has just come out of the mountain gate in seclusion, if it is true, he may have to regret it again.

Just when the old Taoist priest Mu Yi was hesitating, the old yellow dog behind Sanqing suddenly jumped out and roared twice, revealing a fierce face.

"Why don't you blow the wind on this lake first, think about it, and I'll come back in the evening, and then you can tell me the answer." Sanqing said as he squatted down to comfort the old yellow dog, who licked Sanqing's hand and stopped yelling.

"Hmm!" the old Taoist priest nodded after a battle.

"Okay, then I'll go first!" Sanqing said and turned to leave.

"Sanqing, what do you mean by being stunned?" Fan Youwei, who didn't say a word during the whole process, hurriedly ran to Sanqing and asked, it turned out that he had been studying this problem.

"Praise you!" Sanqing pouted and said, the old yellow dog called to Ying He softly.

"Really?" Fan Youwei scratched his head, confused.