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Half a month later, Shunhua, who had lost his soul, drove back to the main city of Wanqiong Kingdom in a carriage.

Suddenly, there was a big crater in the ground, and the wheel of the carriage fell off, and she saw the wheel roll forward, and her whole body fell on one side of the carriage, and the horse in front of her was still running hard, and with a rattle, the reins were broken, and her horse and the wheel of the carriage on the other side also ran away.

A good carriage, only a frame remained, and she sat on the ground, and her ass hurt from falling.

“......”

A fortune teller who set up a stall on the side of the road knocked on the ground with a folding fan.

"Childe, seeing that you are worried, Yintang is black, and you must have been unlucky recently, why don't you come and ask for a sign? Maybe there's another realization? ”

Shun Hua raised his head and glanced at him, a clear-eyed person should know that she was unlucky and unlucky after seeing Fang Cai's scene, do you still need to say it?

But strange to say, although I have been unlucky lately, I haven't heard thunder for a long time.

Shunhua took the baggage, climbed out of the carriage frame, turned around and looked, there was a temple in front of him, and a Buddha statue was enshrined in the east, west and north directions of the temple.

Next to the temple, there is a big banyan tree, as if it gathers the aura of heaven and earth, the branches are luxuriant, lush and lush.

"Temple of Our Lady? Is this name really unheard of? She said suspiciously.

The old fortune teller touched the beard on his chin and said proudly: "Seeing that you are at most in your twenties, it is not surprising that you don't know, although this temple has a long history, but only some elderly people know about it." ”

"No wonder?"

The woman went straight up the steps, and found that the followers were all gray-haired old men, perhaps because of the previous assassination of Fu Mujian, which made her a little careful, and she was extra careful to avoid the old man and look at the three Buddha statues.

"This temple is also quite special, Emperor Guan, Guanyin, and Wong Tai Sin all have it." She muttered quietly.

"That is, this is near the mausoleum where the first emperor of Wanqiong Kingdom hid, little boy, look at your clothes in the rivers and lakes, could it be that you came back from Minghua Kingdom?"

"Fortune teller, you're observant." She boasted casually.

"That is, the old man sets up a stall here every day, the so-called reading countless people, counting all the opportunities, how can he not even see this."

After boasting about himself, the fortune teller said mysteriously:

"Then you must not know, the legend of Wanqiong Kingdom."

"Which legend?"

Shunhua said disapprerovingly.

"I don't know." The fortune teller pretentiously said: "Legend has it that there will be a saint every 100 years in Wanqiong Kingdom, and she will point out a new dragon vein for Wanqiong Kingdom. ”

"Ridiculous, sir, I'm afraid I haven't forgotten, recently Wan Qiong and Minghua have been fighting for a piece of salt sea, and they are arguing, if there is a war, it will definitely be ruined, where is the hundred years of Anbang, eternal peace?"

The fortune teller listened to Shunhua's excited retort and was a little surprised.

"That's really the same thing that heroes see, and the old man happens to don't like to fight, but after all, this is a rule handed down by the ancestors, who dares not to do it."

"That's... The Holy Maiden pointed out that the new dragon vein did not? ”

Shunhua picked up the stick holder and looked at it, although the wooden stick holder was not new, but it was wiped clean, and it seemed that the temple was a very diligent person.

"Not yet, it is said that the emperor is still in a hurry, and now that the war with Minghua is imminent, he is urging the holy woman to choose a new dragon vein before the war and bury the bones of the former emperor in it."

It's too late, it's fast, and Shunhua already has two signatures in his hands.

If it was an ordinary time, she would definitely not come to ask God to ask the Buddha, but she happened to have some doubts in her heart, and maybe a few unintentional words from others could untie the knot in her heart at the moment.

The fortune teller shook his head and kindly reminded:

"The little boy is quite greedy, how can he draw two lots?"

The woman turned around and said in a dashing voice:

"Why not, if it is an auspicious and a fierce, if you don't like to see the fierce, just look at the auspicious, if both signs are auspicious, then look at the good luck, if both the signs are bad, then draw again, draw until the good lot, anyway, this master now has time, as many as he wants."

Shunhua's words made the fortune teller laugh, and sighed: "It's good to be young, there is time, okay, just say this to you, today the old man buys one and gets one free." ”

As soon as the words fell, the fortune teller neatly took out two signatures, put on a posture, and read: "Ninety-six signatures, six out of Qishan, forty-one signatures, one in the fierce, one in the auspicious, which one does the little boy want to listen to first?" ”

"Life should be bitter first and then sweet, and listen to the fierce one first." Shunhua sat in front of the stall and said without thinking.

"Okay, so what do you want to ask?"

She thought for a moment and spat out two words bitterly, "Marriage." ”

The fortune teller sank his eyes and said, "When the wind lights the candle sky, the shadow is sparse." Trance paved into a flower in the mirror. Tired of the quilt, he begged for a shepherd. How do you know that it is just a phantom float, according to the signature, although your marriage will have some sparks at the beginning, but it will end without a problem in the end. ”

"Then the other lot, forty-one." Shunhua anxiously pushed another signature forward and asked the fortune teller to answer.

"Zhang Qian's moonlit night floating, it's strange, this sign says that your peach blossoms are easy to bear fruit this year, and there is a tendency to blossom and bear fruit, two signatures, the south and the north, shouldn't be, look at your frowning appearance, presumably there must be an obstacle to marriage, that means that the first sign is effective."

Shunhua looked down at the two signatures with complex thoughts.

"Sir, this little master wants to ask Mr. a question, if a person violates the poisonous oath he made to the sky, will he let the loved ones around him suffer?"

“......”

The fortune teller frowned slightly and thought about it seriously.

"Then it's hard to say, you look at those people, every year to the God of Wealth, Guanyin borrowed rich, a loan is to borrow a million hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, when did you see the God of Wealth and Guanyin go down to urge them to pay back? Didn't you? ”

"That's interesting, sir." Shun Hua smiled, "But my poisonous oath is very effective, as long as I break my oath, there will be thunder in the sky, I thought that there was less thunder recently, God should open one eye, close one eye, and let me go, how do you know..."

Looking at those melancholy eyes, the fortune teller sighed:

"Presumably the little boy is a person with a story, you might as well tell the old man about his birthday, and let the old man help you avoid evil."

Shunhua looked at the diligent fortune teller, for some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy, she picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote down the eight characters of her birthday.

"I'm tired of Mr. Tired."

The fortune teller picked up the red paper and looked at it, a little dissatisfied.

"If the little boy can't trust the old man, he doesn't need to write a fake survival character, just say it."

"Why did you say that, sir?"

"Your birthday is exactly the same as the saint's birthday, the national teacher has calculated that the baby born that day is obviously only Princess Ruiyang."

She suddenly realized that Princess Ruiyang was the saint of today.

"That's weird, Master Ben was born on that day, do you approve it? If you don't approve it, Master Ben won't give you money-"

The expressionless Shunhua pretended to get up, and the fortune teller immediately reached out and pressed her shoulder, leaving her in place politely.

"Batch, batch, batch."

The fortune teller pinched his fingers, peeked at the book spread out on his thigh, and read matter-of-factly: "You will have a great catastrophe this year, your nemesis will repeat the old tricks, and you will be in danger. ”

"Nemesis? Who, how many? Shunhua asked casually with a nonchalant face.

"Nemesis is such a thing, it depends on the character, if you are an ordinary person, there are only one or two, if you say, it is estimated that there are..."

The fortune teller stretched out two fists, and Mali spread all ten fingers.

"Ten is too many?" Shunhua was surprised.

"You're wrong, you can't count ten, tsk, your character..."

Shunhua immediately gave the fortune teller a blank look, how did he speak?

What's wrong with her character?

Pretty good.

"If you don't see it, how much will it cost?"

"That's it, meeting is fate, and besides, we should meet soon."

Shunhua was stunned, and as soon as he looked up, the fortune teller in front of him was gone.

Immediately, I panicked.

Before her mood calmed down, several official knives were across her neck, and she turned her eyes speechlessly to look at them, feeling that these people in front of her were somewhat familiar.

"Aren't you Little Thirteen's guards?"

Guard Lan quietly walked out from behind the guards, looked at Shunhua, and said coldly, "Miss Yan, the little prince wants to invite you to go." ”

Oh no, listening to this tone, I'm afraid Xiao Thirteen already knows her identity.

"Okay, Master Ben... Miss Ben will go with you, but can you take back the big knife, there are so many fathers-in-law and mothers-in-law here, you are not afraid of scaring them. ”

Guard Lan turned his head to look at those old men suspiciously, and thought, what kind of father-in-law and mother-in-law are they, they are clearly masters of disguise and disguise, is there any big man hiding here?

Inevitably, he hurriedly urged: "Put away the knife and give Miss Yan to this guard 'invite' back." ”

Hehe, that's welcome, and the word 'please' is used.

With so many people surrounding her, she is just a pair of shackles, and this formation is like a blooming flower wherever she goes.

The people on the road looked at her as if they were looking at the imperial court.

"That's... Shall we walk back? Don't have a carriage? "A certain 'suspect' whispered a suggestion.

"Don't worry, wait a minute, the little prince will let you see the carriage."

Shun Hua narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Guard Lan suspiciously.

What does it mean to see a carriage?

When the guards walked away, the fortune teller hiding under the stall quietly closed the book and muttered, "I finally came out to play, how could I meet the people of Little Thirteen, it's really disappointing." ”

Suddenly, a bunch of white hair hung down, and an upside-down human face appeared in front of him, and the fortune teller's face turned pale with fright, and he shouted: "Lianzi, if you dare to scare me again, I will punish you to guard the stable." ”

The upside-down face put away a smile and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, master." ”

"Alright, pack your things and go home."

"Yes, sir."

After about half a burnt incense, Shunhua understood what it meant to see the carriage and what it meant to lie.

Xiao Thirteen, who was sitting in the luxury carriage, pulled up the silk cloth and stretched out his head, the long rope tied to the tail of the carriage, and the loveless Shunhua on the other end of the rope.

"You don't really plan to let Miss Ben travel more than ten miles back to the main city like a horse, do you?" Shunhua shouted at him.

"Shut up, you woman full of lies, this is the price you pay for deceiving this king, what else do you want to be friends with this king, and be friends with the northwest wind!"

On the same day, when Xiao Thirteen accidentally learned from Yue Hengsheng that Yanhua was Yan Shunhua, he was angry and thought of a plan to rectify her.

"Wait, little fat man, this is just the beginning."

Little Thirteen, who sat back in the carriage, muttered viciously.

Guard Lan looked at the little prince with complicated eyes, and didn't know whether he should hand over the Danqing with Yan Shunhua's name from the killer when he was assassinated that day.

Forget it, before the matter is clear, if the little prince misunderstands, wouldn't it add fuel to the fire?

Let's wait.

"Lord Wang, do you really plan to let her walk back to the main city like this?"