"Are you accurate?" Tang Shishi said with the corners of her lips pursed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man immediately swore solemnly: "Sure! Of course it's right! The old man is on top, and the monks don't speak!"

"How accurate can a sign of fifty be?" Tang Shishi pointed to the notice and mocked mercilessly, "If it is really accurate, how can it only be worth this little money? ”

The old man froze in place, a wrinkled old face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, and he could no longer maintain the appearance of the fairy wind bones, but he didn't expect this delicate and cute girl to have such a powerful mouth, it was really a dog, just when he was about to have a seizure to drive people away, Shu Yutong hurriedly said: "Old Taoist, please forgive me, my sister is in a bad mood today, angry with you, I'm really sorry, for apologies, I am willing to draw a lot." ”

As soon as he heard that the other party said that he was going to draw lots, the old man instantly laughed like a chrysanthemum, and his anger disappeared, the sky and the earth are big, not as big as money, this is a business, you can earn fifty if you sign it, he handed the bamboo tube full of spiritual signs to Shu Yutong, and said amiably: "Please, sincerity is spiritual." ”

Shu Yutong didn't really take it seriously, she just rounded the field for Tang poetry, so she shook it casually, a bamboo stick fell to the ground, and "twenty-eighth" was written on it with a brush, and the old man took out the corresponding signature and read it with a matter-of-fact manner: "The twenty-eighth sign, the north wind swept the white grass and folded, and Hu Tian flew snow in August." ”

This is the first sentence of the Tang Dynasty poet Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge to Return to Beijing", Shu Yutong's face turned white when he heard it, as white as snow, "North Wind, August ......" She muttered, as if she thought of something bad, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Does this signature sound strange and desolate?" Tang Shishi said suspiciously, suddenly caught a glimpse of Shu Yutong's sad appearance, and suddenly became angry, pointing at the old man, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he said angrily: "You old man, what kind of broken lots, nonsense, let me also draw lots to expose your true colors!"

The old man automatically ignored Tang Shishi's reprimand, only remembered the sentence "Let me draw a lot", and immediately handed over the lottery holder with a smile.

Tang Shishi took the sign holder, shook it without saying a word, and soon, a bamboo stick fell to the ground, picked it up and saw that it was the "fifty-sixth" number, the old man took out the sign again, and said according to the book: "The fifty-sixth sign, the moon star is rare, and the black magpie flies south." ”

This is a poem in Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing", which is also not a good image, Tang Shishi shouted happily when he heard it: "Look at it, look at it, the fox's tail is exposed, tell you, we will go to Haicheng, which is known as the Pearl of the Orient, after August, you are not allowed to sign it! What moon stars are scarce, black magpies fly south, it is inexplicable!"

"This is what Yue Lao said, it has nothing to do with me, as for whether it should be fulfilled or not, August has not passed, how can you know if it is accurate?" The old man pushed this matter to Yue Lao who didn't know whether it existed or not, and the future that had not yet arrived, and he left himself clean, and he was indeed a "high" person outside the world.

Tang Shishi's chest fluctuated violently in anger, and just as he wanted to continue the theory, Jiang Li had already smiled and turned around: "Okay, okay, it is said that sincerity is spiritual, insincerity, natural incompetence, and there are no counts, but the old Taoist has also worked hard, this is a hundred yuan, please accept it, we will leave here." ”

The old man got the red notice of 100 yuan bills, and immediately smiled and said: "It's still the little brother who is reasonable, then I'm not welcome, go slowly, welcome to come again next time." ”

The angry Tang Shishi and the depressed Shu Yutong were pushed and pulled out of the Yuelao Palace by Jiang Li, before leaving, Jiang Li accidentally kicked the bamboo tube that Tang Shishi put on the ground, and one of the signatures fell out.

"Er Qiao?" The old man looked at the backs of the two girls beside Jiang Li, and if he realized, he said secretly, "Today is also an evil sect, and three signatures in a row are not good signs, and it seems that there are some things that have been right, could it be that the old man of Yue really appeared for these three people?"

A gust of wind blew, and the face of the statue of the old moon was shrouded in the smoke of rising cigarettes, obscure, faint and faint.

Leaving the Yuelao Palace a hundred steps away, Tang Shishi still gritted her teeth and snorted: "If I have the opportunity to come again in the future, I will definitely ridicule him with the facts! Let a liar like him be ashamed of himself!"

"You can save it, it's not easy for people to eat by this, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, after all, the other party didn't really do anything hurtful, as for the signature, you don't have to take it to heart at all, even if there is really a god, how can the heavenly machine be leaked so easily, just help us recall the texts we have learned before." Jiang Li comforted.

Tang Shishi snorted unhappily, turned her head, and didn't say anything more.

After temporarily getting Tang Shishi, Jiang Li reached out and pinched Shu Yutong's tender face, and said softly: "Yutong, be happy, if you have anything to worry about, just tell me, I will definitely help you." ”

Shu Yutong looked up at Jiang Li suddenly, his watery eyes trembled, and he lightly opened his lips, but in the end he couldn't say what he really wanted to say in his heart, but pretended to be casual and smiled: "It's okay, it's just a little crooked, you're right, the heavenly machine can't be revealed, who can say it in the future?"

From the Yuelao Palace all the way to the west, successively visited the Monkey Mountain Monkey Park, Jiuxiang Pavilion, Feisheng Pavilion, Wanghu Pavilion, and then embarked on the return journey along another relatively remote road, the three of them opened their hearts, laughter and laughter continued, although there are many places that have not been properly developed, slightly desolate and dilapidated, but it can not affect their emotions at all, the focus of happiness is not on Junshan Island, but on the three of them playing together.

After resting in the small pavilion on the side of the road for a long time, the three of them continued on the road and came to a place called "Junshan Tea House", Tang Shishi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "Silly away, Yutong, let's buy some Junshan silver needle tea and take it back, I feel so-so with other so-called specialties, it's good, what do you think?"

"Okay, let's go in and have a look. Jiang Li said with a smile.

Shu Yutong also nodded.

The clerk of the tea house came forward and greeted warmly: "The three of you are here to buy Junshan Yinzhen tea, then you are right, the Junshan Yinzhen tea we sell is the most complete and authentic, unlike a bunch of fake and shoddy outside." ”

"Okay, bring us the best!" Jiang Li said very proudly.

The clerk frowned imperceptibly, many people came in with a rich look, and when they really looked at the price, it would be too expensive, they didn't understand the value of Junshan silver needle tea at all, this boy looked at most a college student, but his tone was so big, and he took the best, heh, I'm afraid I can't afford to sell you!