Wu Haotian shook his head helplessly, there are many rights and wrongs in the capital, and there are many things. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I look at my phone, the caller ID is a long string of numbers and it's a stranger.

After hesitating for a long time, Wu Haotian still answered the phone, and soon the phone was connected, and the other side was obviously a little anxious.

"Is it Lord Wu? Feed? “

As soon as Wu Haotian heard the voice, he thought of who it was, isn't this the little Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple?

What kind of ten-day appointment did the old and young Taoist priests have had with themselves, huh? The Decameron?

Wu Haotian suddenly patted his head, more than ten days had already passed, and he still wondered why the other party's voice was so anxious, and the co-authoring was because he had disappeared.

Wu Haotian hurriedly reassured: "Don't worry, where are you now, have you gone back?" What about your master? “

The little Taoist priest heard Wu Haotian's voice and exhaled a long breath on the other end of the phone, he almost burst Wu Haotian's phone in the past few days, but the other party either turned off the phone or no longer served in the service area, yes, Wu Haotian stayed in the old forest in the deep mountains of Nanyun for a few days, where is there any signal, obviously it can't be contacted.

"Master Wu, my master and my uncle are in the capital's Zhuge family, we have been living here for the past few days, because my uncle is not in good health and can't travel for a long time to be tired, I don't know if you can come to the Zhuge family."

Zhuge ?

Hearing this word, Wu Haotian thought of Zhuge Ren, whom he met at Mu Ning'er's birthday banquet that day, and the hexagram of the Zhuge family was very evil in the banquet hall at that time.

A hexagram of the Zhuge family is said to be a rare existence, and according to legend, the first head of the Republic, Mao, asked the head of the Zhuge family to count a hexagram, but he was resolutely refused.

One life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulation of merit and five reading. Six seven phases and eight worship gods, nine nobles and ten health. 11. Choose a career and choose a mate, and 12 tend to be auspicious to avoid evil.

The more Feng Shui physiognomy steps into high places, the more they understand the importance of a hexagram.

It can be detrimental to life.

Therefore, there are few long-lived people in the Zhuge family in the capital.

Zhuge Ren was a four-grade physiognomy master who stepped in, and he was also a genius, Wu Haotian also had a slight impression of Zhuge Ren's character at that time, but now how is Qingfeng Guan and Zhuge family involved?

Thinking about it, the Qingfeng Concept has been inherited for thousands of years, and it must be related to the Zhuge family in the attainments of divination, and it is normal to have a relationship, and the Qingfeng Concept and the Zhuge family both respect the culture of "Tao", which obviously has a common topic.

"Master Wu Shi, do you know the location of the Zhuge family? When do you have time to visit? “

The little Taoist priest was slightly anxious from his tone, Wu Haotian looked at the sky outside, but it was dark, and replied: "It's late, then I'll come over tomorrow morning." “

"Good, good!"

If Wu Haotian couldn't come to heal his uncle, several people could only go back to Qingfeng Temple, and after getting Wu Haotian's accurate answer, the little Taoist priest thanked him again and again and hung up the phone.

The Zhuge family in the capital.

"Brother Hanging Pot, there should be no more than three people in the world who can make you wait so patiently." A middle-aged man smiled heartily, the middle-aged man was wearing a Tang costume, and he was awe-inspiring, at this moment it was Zhuge Qingtian, the current head of the Zhuge family, a five-grade peak physiognomy master.

There was a rather handsome young man standing next to Zhuge Qingtian, if Wu Haotian was present, he would definitely recognize that this was Zhuge Ren that day, Zhuge Ren's eyes lost their former brilliance, and even dimmed a little.

On that day, the Sima family wanted to kill themselves, if it weren't for Wu Haotian and others to resist, they would have fallen in this world, but it was not only this incident that made Zhuge Ren depressed.

After he survived, he thought that the Zhuge family would seek justice for his own affairs, but what he didn't expect was that his father let him forget about it a few days later, and some justice could not be recovered in this life.

Although Zhuge Ren knew that something had changed, but the Sima family continued to live so well, but it made his Dao heart unstable, and the realm stopped at the front, Zhuge Ren knew very well that if justice was not taken back for a day, he would not be able to step into the realm of the five-grade physiognomy master.

"Qingtian, you don't know, this person's medical skills are extremely good." The chief of the hanging pot stroked his beard and exclaimed.

"Oh?" Zhuge Qingtian was slightly surprised, he knew the medical skills of the Hanging Pot Daoist, there were few people in this world who could make the Hanging Pot Daoist praise his medical skills, Qingfeng Guan was the top existence of the Chinese Taoist doctor, and for a while, Zhuge Qingtian was a little curious.

The Daoist of the Hanging Pot came to the capital this time to save his senior brother, and the condition of his senior brother Zhuge Qingtian also knew that he had a strange disease, and the Daoist of the Hanging Pot had been looking for a way to save his senior brother in the past few years, and he couldn't even save the person who couldn't save the Qingfeng Temple, that person could really do it?

"Brother Hanging Pot, I don't know what that person's teacher was, with such medical skills, he must not be a nameless person." Zhuge Qingtian took a sip of tea, the authentic West Lake Longjing tasted very positive.

"All I knew was that the man was a young man." The head of the hanging pot said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhuge Qingtian's hand that put down the teacup trembled obviously, and the shock on his face was revealed, and he glanced at the hanging pot Taoist in surprise: "Young man? Dude, how is that possible? Is there such a genius in the world? In terms of medical skills, being young is not a good thing. ”

Zhuge Qingtian thought it was an old man who was over half a hundred years old, but he didn't expect it to be a young man, and his eyes were full of interest for a while.

"It's really a young man, about twenty years old, this person has good medical skills, but his murderous aura is also heavy, and his combat power is also quite strong, I don't know if it's good or bad for Huaxia."

The head of the hanging pot Dao does not have a head Wu Haotian will Qingfeng twelve needles, this is the secret of Qingfeng Guan, and it is naturally unspeakable to outsiders, although he has a very good relationship with Zhuge Qingtian, but out of principle, he still has no point.

Zhuge Ren, who was standing next to him, was not sloppy in his eyes, and muttered in his heart: "Young man? Less than twenty years old, murderous? ”

This reminded him of a murderous young man in the Mu family that day, and a young man who was less than twenty years old. Immediately, he shook his head, how can there be so many geniuses in time, how can a person with such ungodly martial arts and swordsmanship be able to heal, Wu Haotian is the emperor's destiny, and it is absolutely impossible to take the road of medical skills, obviously he thinks too much.

Zhuge Qingtian smiled heartily, and his interest in the young man in the mouth of the Hanging Pot Dao was also getting stronger and stronger, such a young demon was naturally worthy of the Zhuge family, but the water in the capital was getting deeper and deeper, and the hidden doors were all involved in the affairs of Huaxia, and he could clearly feel that the aura of the master of the capital was getting stronger and stronger.

The sky in China may change at some point.