In normal times, Liu Qi would definitely laugh at these Taoist priests who tell fortunes and measure words, and even stay away.

He believes that fate is always in his own hands, and he also believes that even if he can't inherit his father's business and take charge of Jingzhou, he will definitely be able to protect himself in this troubled world and live well.

However, he is more or less different today than in the past.

I don't know if it was affected by his state of mind, or because Hu Zhao and Sima Yi's Jingzhou party made him break the idea of leaping with a fish, and unconsciously, Liu Qi retracted his steps towards Wangjianglou and came to the Taoist hexagram stall.

Xu is Wang Fei's eldest son with a waist as thick as a bucket and a face like a winter melon looks quite happy, or maybe it is Liu Qi and Wang Fei's brocade hat and mink fur that make everyone's eyes shine, and before they can shout, everyone has already made a way for them.

Liu Qi also walked slowly to the hexagram stall and sat down on the stool.

The Dao Leader raised his head suddenly, and a flash of essence flashed from his eyes, leaving only a few strands of surprise to stop in the pupils. Immediately afterwards, he quickly lowered his head, flicked a few fingers back and forth, and kept exclaiming: "Strange, strange! ”

Listening to the Taoist chief's mouth exclaiming again and again, Liu Qi was silent, but Wang Fei directly took out a string of money from his arms and smashed it on the hexagram stall, and then took out a snow-white silver tael from his arms and checked it in his hand, looking at the Taoist chief with a stinky face.

"Wu Nadao, if you have something to say, let it go, don't do anything to lose your master's appetite. The master will tell you the truth, if you can count the thoughts of the middle brother today, these copper coins and silver will belong to you. Otherwise, don't blame the master for lifting your stall! ”

The Taoist chief shook his head, pushed the copper coin to Wang Fei and smiled faintly: "This young master may not know that there are no more than ten people in the poor Dao every day, not for the three meals a day, but for a fate."

Master, although you and your brother are from extraordinary backgrounds, they have no relationship with poverty. The poor road has always been used to idle clouds and wild cranes, and they can neither climb any Zhumen mansions, nor can they climb any rich and noble courts, so please go back! ”

Wang Fei almost jumped up when he heard this.

This old Taoist is not a thing, Lao Tzu just called himself a little master, and he took the opportunity to send back the word "little master" without being humble or arrogant, but he never mentioned the weirdness of Shicai.

"Dao Chief, my brother has a rough and straightforward personality, and his speech is also sincere, where does he care about him, if there is any offense, please ask the Dao Chief for forgiveness." Wang Fei was about to go crazy, and Liu Qi's hand was already pressed on his body.

The Taoist chief stroked the long beard under his chin: "You are not bad in this future life, although the poor Dao has nothing to do with you, but for the sake of your face, I will send you a word: gain calmly, lose indifferently, fight for its inevitability, and go with the flow!" ”

Every word of the Dao Chief's words knocked on Liu Qi's heart, Liu Qi paused slightly, and hugged his fist towards the Dao Chief: "Dare to ask the Dao Chief's surname?" ”

"The surname of the poor Taoist family is Fei, which was originally a Runan family. It's just that Poor Dao was a monk with his ancestors when he was five years old, and he has long forgotten his name in the world, and only the Dao name Xianyunzi has accompanied Poor Dao for most of his life! Xian Yunzi sang a song.

Runan Fei's?

Liu Qi's heart moved suddenly, and his expression was full of respect and excitement: "Dao Chief's grandfather is Runan Fei Changfang?" ”

Xian Yunzi nodded, and everyone was in an uproar.

It turned out that this Fei Changfang was a famous Taoist priest in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he was also a living immortal in the mouth of the world at that time.

According to legend, Fei Changfang was the city in the past, and he resigned from this position because he entered the mountain with the pot to learn immortals. It's a pity that it didn't take long for him to return because he missed his relatives at home. However, Fei Changfang learned the art of longitudinal land and the art of exorcising evil spirits and whipping ghosts in the pot office, so he traveled all over the world to exorcise evil spirits and see a doctor for the people.

Later, once passing by Donghedian Town, Pingyu County, the staff and talisman of the town ghost were accidentally lost, and they were killed by the ghosts. So the local people buried him in the place of death, and built a temple on the nearby hill to worship for generations.

"Disrespectful and disrespectful, I don't know if it's Xianyunzi Immortal who has arrived, so it's rude!" Liu Qi bowed and spoke sincerely, while the people around him had already prostrate on the ground, kowtowed a few respectfully, and called "Immortal Chief" in his mouth.

"That's it, Poor Dao originally wanted to emulate the ancestors who traveled to the world back then, but he didn't want to be broken by your afterlife Dao today!" Xian Yunzi bowed to everyone, sang again, and didn't even collect the hexagram stall and shook off the dust.

The posture of the immortals must not be offended, as soon as the common people are already secular people, seeing this immortal-like figure of Xianyunzi, no longer measuring words and divination, where do you dare to follow? Only Liu Qi and Wang Fei fell far behind.

followed Xianyunzi for two streets, turned an alley and came to a secluded place, the two were about to step forward to greet Xianyunzi again, but saw Xianyunzi suddenly stop and turned his head: "The right talent and poor road have been very clear with the son, fight for its inevitability, go with the flow, why should the son follow?" ”

As soon as Liu Qi heard this, he understood what Xian Yunzi said, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "No, I am not old and weak now, but I have had enough of the torture of this life, as if I can't see a little hope, and I beg the immortal chief to save me!" ”

"Childe's bones are strange, and the three stops are moderate, which is the appearance of great wealth and nobility. However, there are three broken lines on the forehead, which is suspected of evil qi and broken blessings. Xian Yunzi let out a long sigh, "Presumably, Childe has been in distress three times!" ”

Liu Qi was shocked, and hurriedly fell to the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Since the death of his mother, he has indeed encountered three life-threatening situations, on the day of Cai's entry, when Liu Cong was born, and the day after Liu Cong's official appointment, he almost died in the dishes made by those Cai traitors in the mansion.

If he hadn't been cautious, I'm afraid he would have died several times.

"Childe's pure heart has been tortured but rarely changed, which is admirable. Poor Dao will break the vows today, and test a word for you! Xian Yunzi waved his hand, helped Liu Qi up, and actually took out a piece of paper and a pen from his arms and handed them to Liu Qi.

Liu Qi was overjoyed in his heart, where did he care how many pens and papers were hidden in this Xianyunzi's arms, and how could he think about why this paper was still flat and neat when he took it out, just as if this was a fairy-like means, the green tendons on the back of his hand were rising, and the paper and pen trembled violently in his hands, as if he was holding the elixir that Chang'e ate when he flew into the sky.

"Eldest Prince, this may be the moment when you change your life, what are you still hesitating about? Come on, whether it's good or bad, brother will accompany you on a journey today! ”

Wang Fei really deserves to be the brother who grew up with Liu Qi, and he also knows Liu Qi's situation and mind the best, so he called softly, and his face did not have the cynical and prodigal looks of the past, hunched his waist, and lay on the ground with his hands and feet, like a stool in front of Liu Qi.

Liu Qi nodded to Wang Fei gratefully, hurriedly spread the paper on Wang Fei's back, and his tongue gently added to the tip of the pen with a wave, and a faint "big" word jumped on the paper.