In the past few days, Ji Zhengyi has heard that the Taoist priest on the street often chatters about telling fortunes to others, and he has almost memorized the words he uses.

"This Taoist friend, you are cold and warm-hearted, it seems that you are not easy to get along with, but in fact you are eager to deal with people, you are a rich and noble family when you are young, but the middle-aged family is not in decline, and you finally ended up like this!"

"Fellow Daoist, please stay, I just saw your face, my brows are furrowed, Yintang is dark, and I walk slowly, but there are a few things on my mind?

Of course, there are more than these two sentences, but the overall thing is the same.

And they will add a sentence at the end: "Poor Dao has just consumed his own essence, slightly opened a heavenly gate, and glimpsed a trace of heavenly opportunity, but he can only barely calculate the first hexagram, if I want to calculate the second hexagram, the essence I consume must be heavier, and I need a little supplement." Can.. But this tonic is really a bit expensive... Alas, the heavenly machine still can't be easily leaked, no matter what, the poor Tao is just sacrificing the ego and saving the Taoist friends, I think the Taoist friends are destined people, you go, this hexagram will not charge you money. ”

Often at this time, Ji Zhengyi would look at the old Taoist priest with an expression of disgust, because the old Taoist priest would turn a blind eye to see the reaction of the fortune teller.

Often, after hearing these remarks, the fortune teller would gratefully take out a handful of silver and stuff it to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest will also pretend to shirk at this time, but that hand is clearly holding the silver tightly.

Ji Zhengyi has been interested in strange and strange books since he was a child, such as the Taoist "Nine Heavens Xuanfa" and "Five Thunder Methods" and other mysterious books, every time he goes to the bookstore, he must read a few. But An Wu, who occasionally accompanied him to the bookstore, couldn't put it down every time he held the boxing score.

And the bookstore shopkeeper is not surprised, he knows that these children are from Yushui Street, and they can't afford to buy books, but he is soft-hearted, and these children are quite polite.

Although he is often scolded by his daughter-in-law, saying that poor ghosts come to read books, they can't afford to buy them. But at this time, the shopkeeper had to greet him with a smile, and hurriedly said that next time, he would definitely kick them out.

But every time Ji Zhengyi and An Wu came, they still pretended to take a nap and turned a blind eye.

It's just that it is inevitable that he will be scolded again.

Over time, Ji Zhengyi and the others became smarter, knowing that the shopkeeper's daughter-in-law didn't like them, so every time they took advantage of the proprietress to go out, they sneaked into the bookstore.

The appeal of books is limitless.

Although it is just some "mystery books".

Ji Zheng turned over the Dao law book, and An Wu turned over the fist method.

As for any swordsmanship, they weren't interested in it at all.

But that's right, throughout the ages, there seem to be few swordsmen and swordsmen in the world who can be invincible in the world.

Perhaps, at least a little further away from them.

It is precisely because of his obsession with Taoism since he was a child, so when an old Taoist priest came across Yushui Street three years ago, Ji Zhengyi hurriedly ran up to ask questions.

However, that old Taoist priest didn't understand what the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder Method was, nor did he understand the Five Thunder Method.

It seems that you only know a little bit about divination?

So Ji Zhengyi was very disappointed and had no interest in the Taoist priest at all. In the first few days, I would still run to sit next to the old Taoist priest after the hall and observe how the Taoist priest practiced.

However, after going there for a week, I found that the old Taoist priest did not practice anything except for divination, did not meditate as painted in the book, and did not spit lotus flowers and step on the stars as mentioned in the book. There was no beckoning, and a thunderbolt was called.

Ji Zhengyi has never stepped into the bookstore since the Taoist priest came.

But a few days later, Ji Zhengyi still went to the old Taoist priest after leaving the hall. But he thought about nothing else, but he thought about how to debunk this "liar".

Although the old Taoist priest didn't lie to him, he still felt angry.

Who told him to destroy the "word" in his heart?

There is a street in the south of the city adjacent to Yushui Street, and the name is atmospheric enough, called Fugui Street. It is rumored that this street used to have the largest family in the Northern Qi Dynasty: the Lu family. It's just a long time ago, and several emperors of the Northern Qi Dynasty have died. At that time, the Lu family could be said to be in full swing, from the first assistant to the common people, the Lu family communicated everything.

Some people say that the Lu family is not a family, but an alliance, and its power has infiltrated into civil and military officials, martial arts rivers and lakes, traders, cultivators, and even dark lists.

However, the Lu family has disappeared for thirty years.

It was from the time when the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty came to the throne, in just a few years, the glory of the Lu family was not there. It seems that overnight, the "alliance" of the Lu family collapsed, and no one knows what happened inside. In just thirty years, the glory of a family has been erased, and the time for a family to rise is several thirty years.

And the Lu family did start from Gusu, and it is the poorest place in Gusuzhou today. The ancestor of the Lu family doesn't know his name anymore, but it is said that he used to work in a pawnshop in Gusuzhou, and after befriending a businessman, he left Gusuzhou not long after. The later events were probably known in that era, the Lu family was passed down from generation to generation, and became the richest family in Northern Qi in a few decades.

As for why the Lu family, which originally belonged to Southern Chen, went to Northern Qi again, it is another rumor.

Today's Fugui Street, many people don't know its name again. However, what is even more ironic is that Fugui Street does not look rich at all, and its "status" in Gusuzhou is better than that of Yushui Street opposite.

Every morning, less than an hour after the sun rises, a hunchbacked man in a blue and white uniform steps up, and each time he walks to the middle of Fugui Street and sits on the ground. The lazy and lazy do not meditate or do anything else. I like to look at passers-by, and every time I walk by, I will mumble two words in my mouth, but unfortunately no one knows what to say.

It's just that people see that this old Taoist priest sometimes sees a young woman, as if he will spill a little saliva.

The hunchbacked old Taoist priest came a little earlier today, looked up at the sky, and didn't see the sun, but he still yawned and simply lay on the ground. He closed his eyes like this, and passers-by looked at him with no surprise, and they didn't care. Except for newcomers, occasionally passing by will glance or two, sometimes there is an urge to find a Taoist fortune teller, but seeing the appearance of the old Taoist priest this "fairy wind Dao bone", they all held back their wishes, turned their heads and ran.

Not long after the old Taoist priest lay down, he suddenly "bounced" up and sat upright. His eyes sharpened, and he saw a young man opposite. The young man leaned against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, and squinted at the old Taoist priest, his eyes full of provocation. The old Taoist priest was not angry, he stared at him like this, after all, the young man couldn't hold his breath. He sighed and walked over to the Taoist priest.

After Ji Zheng let go of the hall, he still couldn't help but go to see the old Taoist, after all, it had been a few years, and he couldn't change his habits. But when he saw the old Taoist priest lying on the ground again today, he didn't know why he was a little angry, maybe it was because he was uncomfortable when he saw Mr. Wen a few days ago, or maybe he regretted that he didn't say anything. Anyway, seeing the old Taoist priest looking so lazy, Ji Zhengyi didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was also curious why the old Taoist knew that he was looking at him.

Ji Zhengyi sighed as he walked to the old Taoist priest, not sitting, but standing. Take a deep breath: "Old Taoist, you said that you are so lazy every day, why don't you wash your Taoist clothes and put them on like other Taoist priests on the street, and then take a pair of pennants with the words so-and-so Taoist priest written on it, make your name, and then move a small chair to sit on, don't you think that passers-by will believe that you are a true Taoist priest after seeing you?"

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest was expressionless, and after two or three seconds, he lowered his voice and said: "You don't understand, if I become the same as those Taoist priests, then I am no different from them, how can I show that my fortune-telling is much more accurate than theirs?" Ji Zheng rolled his eyes and said angrily: "So this is the reason why you cheat those fortune tellers for their money? Every time you say that you have consumed your essence and need to replenish your body, why do I see your body hardened every time?"

Seeing that the old Taoist priest did not speak, he continued to add: "As for me, since I was a child, I have longed to meet a Taoist priest with high skills, calling the wind and rain, and turning stones into gold, and then begging him to accept me as an apprentice. I also know that there must be such a Taoist priest in the world. So, I go to the bookstore every day, eat a lot of food every day, and see if I've grown taller every day. Every day, I counted the days and grew up a little more, only in this way can I leave Gusuzhou and meet those Taoist priests. ”

"But old man, you are the first Taoist priest I came into contact with, and I haven't seen it from afar before, but you... But you are like this, you really kill the dreams of teenagers!"

The old Taoist priest smiled inexplicably after hearing this, and then suddenly changed his expression. With a serious face, he said: "Ji Zhengyi, would you like to see the Heavenly Dao method of the poor Dao?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and when he rarely saw the old Taoist priest so serious, although he hesitated for two or three seconds, he still nodded.

"Summoning thunder and lightning, calling wind and rain, leading the heavenly soldiers, leading the gods, I have walked from the heavens and from the world, and I have taken my soul to break its way..."The old Taoist priest muttered in a low voice. He read as he clenched his hands into five-finger shapes. He read a long paragraph, and Ji Zhengyi also listened to it for a long time.

It wasn't until Ji Zheng dozed off when he heard that he suddenly woke up. This old way is clearly playing tricks on him.

The young man uncharacteristically spat on the ground, as if he was angry, jumped up and scolded the old Taoist: "Old man, are you lying to me?" The old Taoist looked at the young man with an embarrassed face, and said slightly apologetically: "Xiaoyi, the poor Dao may not have used the Dao method for a long time, and it is a little rusty, sorry, sorry." As he spoke, he clenched his hands into fists.

However, when Ji Zheng saw the old Taoist's movements and expressions, he didn't look like he was apologizing at all. He looked at the sky, estimating that it was not too early, and he didn't want to have too much trouble with this old man. He turned and wanted to leave, just as he was about to take a step. The old Taoist priest suddenly said something inexplicable to him: "Xiao Yi, Poor Dao just accidentally calculated a hexagram for you, do you want to hear it?"

"No, I don't have any money. Ji Zheng thought of what the Taoist priest had done just now, so he replied to him angrily.

"Originally, I didn't want to tell you, after all, it was against the will of heaven, I was too snooping on heaven, and I would suffer backlash, but when I thought of how we got along this year, it was quite harmonious, so I... Hey, I still want to tell you. The old Taoist priest lowered his voice and said with a mysterious expression.

This young man, who was not in a good mood, became even more depressed when he heard this. This is exactly the same as the words he usually uses when he tells passers-by, and he doesn't see any difference at all. So he still replied coldly: "Oh." ”

When the old Taoist priest saw that the young man refused to believe him, he was a little angry. The volume couldn't help but increase a few points: "Your Yin Tang is black, your eyebrows are getting thinner, and your face is pale and weak..."

"Old man, can you get to the point?"

"Poor Dao calculates that you will have a bloody disaster in the near future, and you can't escape this catastrophe. The old Taoist paused, lowered his voice again, leaned into Ji Zhengyi's ear, and said softly: "Life and death!"

After hearing this, the boy did not say a word.

The old Taoist priest thought that Ji Zhengyi was frightened, so he smiled and said: "This calamity, in fact, you can also avoid it, but you need a nobleman!" He deliberately paused for a moment, and then secretly looked at Ji Zhengyi's expression, and saw that he didn't react at all, so he said: "Well, I know you must want to ask, where is the nobleman? How can I get the nobleman to agree to help me?" The old man paused deliberately, and when he saw that the young man still didn't move, he continued: "What about this nobleman, far away in the sky...."

"Okay old man, I know who that noble man is!" Ji Zhengyi suddenly spoke again.

This old Taoist priest who never brought anything to the fortune teller looked at Ji Zhengyi with a wistful expression. But it seems to have disappointed him.

Ji Zhengyi continued: "Isn't it me, who can I rely on?" The young man really turned around this time, and said to the old Taoist priest as he walked, "Old Taoist, if you really calculate it this time, I will remember to come to my grave and burn my favorite Nine Heavens Xuanlei Method!"

The old Taoist priest looked puzzled. But after a while, he smiled.

It's the kind of smile that opens your heart.

This old Taoist priest who has been in Suzhou for more than three years has not laughed like this for a long time.

When he heard a young man, he walked away and muttered: "Summoning thunder and lightning, calling wind and rain, leading the heavenly soldiers, leading the gods, I will walk from the heavens and from the earth..."