The scum well is boundless every day shouting to destroy the well and regain the position of the city lord, of course, to expand his own power, and the recruitment order is still hanging there.

He is a scumbag, of course, he can't recruit any talents, and anyone who takes refuge in the well is some deceitful and cheating people, or he uses his majestic fox and fake tiger bastard.

What is Jing Wubian's favorite person? It's those strange people, if you can break a big stone in your chest, or scoop up the oil pot with your bare hands, you are guaranteed to be able to mix and eat by his side.

And who is the best person around him? The charlatans, those gods who have tongues and lotus flowers, and claim to have known the upper and lower levels for five hundred years, are usually honored by him as their guests.

So at this time, Jing Wubian was completely surrounded by some Jianghu gods, and he was telling hexagrams and casting spells there every day.

But this scumbag is really moody, and it is possible to treat you as a guest one day and throw people to feed the dogs the next day.

This child may have been born with a broken brain, and he is indeed a little nervous.

Of course, the crane in the cloud can't just be sent to the door to take refuge, that would be too unreserved, Zhuge Liang still needs Liu Bei to take care of the grass house.

He needed to rise to fame in the shortest possible time, become a god, and then be carried into the City Lord's Mansion by Jing Wubian with eight sedan chairs.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Chief Xu, I need your support for this first step of my plan. ”

Xu Anting said: "It stands to reason that we have to report our plan to change, and we can only do it with the consent of the upper peak, but now the situation is special, so we will be in power for the time being." ”

Yun Zhonghe said: "In the next period of time, when I carry out the plan, you should not have any contact with me, remember that no contact is allowed. I have to be alone, and I can't be associated with anyone, not even your Anting Inn, which sells chickens. ”

Xu Anting thought for a moment, then nodded.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Remember, even if I am going to starve to death, freeze to death, or even be beaten to death, don't show up, let alone come to help me." ”

Xu Anting said: "Although this request is very strange, I will still meet you." ”

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The next day, the first step of the crane in the clouds officially began: Jiang Taigong fished, and the wisher took the bait!

In the most remote part of the streets and alleys of Splitwind City, a fortune-telling stall appeared.

The whole stall is very simple, only a straw mat, a white cloth signboard, which reads: The first god in the world counts, only one hexagram is counted every day, and each hexagram is ten taels of silver, and the calculation is not accurate, and ten taels of silver are pasted upside down.

The crane in the cloud dressed as a physiognomy and sat cross-legged on the straw mat with his eyes closed.

He didn't choose the popular downtown area, but chose such a remote place that few people passed by for half a day.

And his appearance is not good, other fortune tellers are all fairy-like, but he is sloppy, without the temperament of a god, his hair and beard are messy, and the coarse cloth clothes on his body are also tattered, completely covering his handsome and incomparable face, and he is a poor beggar.

For two hours, only five people walked past his fortune-telling booth.

"This beggar is crazy, ten taels of silver for a hexagram, and sooner or later he will starve to death. ”

"The fortune teller is not in the downtown area, but in this place where dogs don't, the brain is in water. ”

"I bet this beggar will starve to death here in no more than ten days. ”

A whole day passed, and the fortune-telling stall of the crane in the clouds did not have half of the business.

Xu Anting once came to visit him secretly, and then left quietly.

Because Yun Zhonghe said that for a long time in the future, he can only go to Xu Anting, and Xu Anting can't go to him.

And Yun Zhonghe said very resolutely, even if he looked like he was going to starve to death on the side of the road, he should never be left alone.

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The first day passed.

Only a dozen people passed by the fortune-telling booth of the crane in the clouds, and all of them predicted that he would starve to death in ten days.

It was getting dark, and another person appeared in the crane stall and handed him a steamed bun.

What is the most important thing to be a human being? Backbone, not to eat the food that comes from the mouth.

The crane in the cloud took it, feasted on it, and ate it cleanly. It's not pretending, it's really starving.

Today's fortune-telling business is so bad, there is not a single copper plate in the account, of course, I can only go hungry.

"Brother, you can't do that. The beggar said: "Fortune telling should be in a crowded place, and a hexagram cannot exceed ten cents at most.

After eating other people's steamed buns, the crane in the cloud directly closed his eyes and recuperated, ignoring it at all, with a cold god-man posture.

The beggar said, "What should you do with the fortune-telling business? You should first show people a free look, and say that he will have a disaster in a few days, and he will ask you how to crack it, and then you can collect the money." ”

Yun Zhonghe glanced at him, there are really masters everywhere, the game is free, the props are charged, and the advanced business philosophy of later generations came out of the mouth of a beggar.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Since you understand this truth, why don't you go to fortune telling, but beg?"

The beggar said: "Damn, there are hundreds of such fortune tellers under Fengqiao, and the competition is too fierce." And the fortune teller is too tired to put on a shelf, so it's better to be a beggar. ”

The crane in the cloud glanced at the beggar, and sure enough, he was full of oil.

The beggar said: "The big event is coming, the Southern Zhou Empire and the Dacang Empire are fighting for the borderless land, in this magnificent era, it is a good opportunity for our beggars to show their ambitions." ”

The crane in the clouds was stunned, and he didn't see it, such a beggar also has great ambitions? He couldn't help asking, "How can you make a big difference?"

The beggar said, "The more chaotic the world, the more happy things will be." If you do red things, you will go to say goodbye, and if you do white things, you will cry and mourn for others, and ensure that you eat and drink spicy food every day. Brother, get rid of this fortune-telling stall, if you have no future, wouldn't it be nice to follow me as a beggar?"

Is this what you call a big picture?

"Don't go. The crane in the cloud sneered: "The bird's ambition is good!"

The beggar sneered: "Starve to death in the future, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." ”

On that day, the crane in the cloud slept on the straw mat of the stall and slept on the street, but fortunately the weather was not cold at this time.

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Next!

The fortune-telling booth of the crane in the clouds still has no business, and there are no more than ten people passing by all day.

Deserted, miserable and miserable.

Another day without eating.

In the evening, the beggar came again and handed the crane a large bread.

"Brother, fortune telling really has no future, come with me to be a beggar. The beggar invited again.

The crane in the cloud closed his eyes and ignored him coldly.

The beggar sneered: "Then you will starve to death here, Lao Tzu got half a tael of silver today, and he went to play with women." ”

Then, he really took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, threw it in his hand to play, and walked towards the Qinglou.

At night, the crane in the clouds once again slept on the streets.

Hell, it was a little cold, and it was a little cold to sleep on a straw mat.

The first step of the crane in the cloud plan is not going well, and there is even a risk of premature death.

And Xu Anting really listened to Yun Zhonghe's words, didn't come to see him, and didn't come to deliver food.

I'm going to starve to death.

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On the third day, the fortune-telling booth of the crane in the clouds was still crowded, and he was completely dizzy with hunger.

And the beggar didn't come today, so no one brought him food.

His image as a master of the world is a little too much to hold on, Jiang Taigong fishes, and the willing person takes the bait, could it be that my hook is too straight?

The crane in the cloud can read minds, and as long as one guest comes to the door to tell the hexagram, he can perform miracles and shock people's hearts.

In this way, one word is ten, ten times is spread to hundreds, and his god is considered to be famous in the entire Windbreaker City.

And Jing Wubian likes these gods and gods the most, seeing such gods and talents, where don't you need to carry the sedan chair home, and plan for his usurpation of the throne.

But there is not even a single guest, it is really difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and no one can pass by, so she forcibly pulls someone to tell her fortune, right? This is too cheap and not in line with his god-man style.

Seeing that the sun is about to set again, another day is about to pass. Now the night is getting colder and colder, and it is getting harder and harder.

God, please send me a guest, any guest is fine.

As if feeling the prayer of the crane in the clouds, when the sun was setting, his fortune-telling booth really patronized a guest.

This man was full of flesh and fierce and domineering, followed by seven or eight people, each holding a knife. Yun Zhonghe could see at a glance that this group of people should be ruffians and hooligans, and the person at the head should be the leader of the hooligans.

The hooligan leader glanced at the signboard and sneered: "Count ten taels of silver for one hexagram? Are you crazy about money?"

Yun Zhonghe said lightly: "I have opened the eye of heaven, and every hexagram I count is a leak of heavenly secrets." You can only count one hexagram a day, which is especially expensive. ”

The hooligan leader said: "I covered this street, you are here to tell fortunes, have you paid the protection fee?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "No, and I don't plan to pay it." ”

The hooligan leader sneered: "Do you know what the consequences of not paying protection money?"

The crane in the cloud said: "I don't know. ”

The hooligan leader said: "Broken legs, thrown into the garbage heap to die." I see that you are penniless, and you must not be able to pay the protection fee, but the rules cannot be broken, come on, smash his stall to me, and break his legs. ”

Suddenly, several hooligans rushed up and were about to smash the crane in the clouds and break his legs.

Yun Zhonghe said: "This hero, how much is your protection fee?"

The hooligan leader said: "Ten taels of silver a month." ”

It's really a lion's big mouth, and those who do small business can't earn more than ten taels of silver a month.

Yun Zhonghe said: "How about this? I'll calculate a hexagram for you, it's exactly ten taels of silver, how about it as a protection fee?"

"Hahaha......" The hooligan leader laughed and said: "You charlatan, I have seen less than eight thousand and eight hundred, and there are dozens of people who broke their legs in person. I don't understand any routine. It's okay for you to deceive other people, but if you want to deceive me, you're really blind. ”

The crane in the clouds is overjoyed, and it is finally about to open.

And the hooligan leader in front of him is simply the best customer, he can make a name for him, and all the hooligans in the entire Splitwind City are boundless lackeys.

Next, it's time for him to perform miracles as the number one god in the world, and promise to let these hooligans in front of him throw themselves to the ground, bow and worship, and then help me make a name for myself.

Yun Zhonghe stroked his beard and said, "If I am right, you only need to bow to me and shout to me, sir, I am wrong." If I can't calculate accurately, even if it's even the slightest mistake, how about you break not only my legs, but also my hands?"

The hooligan leader's eyes narrowed, looked at the crane in the clouds and said, "Interesting, I want to see what tricks you have as a charlatan." Brothers, press him to the ground, ready to break his legs and hands at any moment. ”

Suddenly, several hooligans stepped forward and pressed the crane in the cloud to the ground with its limbs wide open. As soon as the order is given, it will be smashed with an iron rod immediately.

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