I don't know when a bright moon quietly rises, hanging high in the air, and occasionally a few crows are chirping in the air, which seems a little unlucky.

The old Taoist priest saw that the little girl in front of him was obviously not in a good mood, and he secretly rejoiced.

He knew he had made the right bet, and the boy had given the beads to the girl, and he must have said that they were worth a lot.

Of course people of the same kind know the same kind of people, little liar, little liar, this ginger is still old and spicy.

Let you, a teenager, say I'm a liar?

But the old Taoist priest couldn't show his joy on the surface, for fear of revealing flaws. He had to turn his head sideways, and after smiling secretly, he turned back again, revealing a heavy expression on his face.

Like a liar.

Yan Yu'an was very angry in her heart at this time, if nothing else, because Zhiqiu deceived her, and the little liar said that he had spent all his savings to buy the beads for himself.

But obviously the string of beads is only 200 wen.

Yan Yu'an knew that Zhiqiu had sold the book for five taels of silver before. Even if Xiao Zhiqiu drank some wine all day, he wouldn't spend it so quickly, right? What's more, Xiao Zhiqiu would be willing to buy his own wine to drink?

So the eldest lady in the light red Liuxian dress sat next to the white-clothed old Taoist priest, bowing her head and saying nothing, as if she had been wronged.

When the old Taoist priest saw this, he suddenly found that his conscience felt a little unbearable, and he originally wanted to say a few good words for the young man, but the old Taoist priest felt that speaking at this time would only increase the little girl's troubles.

Therefore, the old Taoist priest in white continued to look at the little girl with peace of mind, and secretly hurt himself.

Who knows what the hell this old man thinks?

Under the night sky, one old and one young, each with their own hearts.

There is one man in each heart.

In fact, on the night Ji Zheng left Gusuzhou, the old Taoist priest already knew. But he didn't want to catch up to see what was going on, nor did he want to ask why Ji Zhengyi had left Gusuzhou.

In all the free hexagrams, there are strange in the mysterious, and there is peace in the strange.

Everything has a certain truth, and Ji Zhengyi has his own reasons for leaving, so the old Taoist priest is not particularly sad.

It's just that now there is one less teenager around me who often says that he is a liar, and he is a little unaccustomed.

He told the little girl before that he came to see Ji Zhengyi on Yushui Street to coax him, but he did come to Yushui Street for a purpose.

It's just a little unsightly.

The clouds came, and the bright moon was gone, replaced by a cloud of black.

The light rain fell suddenly, falling tricklingly, patting Yan Yu'an's soft shoulders, at first she didn't react, and then as the rain became heavier and heavier, she was afraid of getting wet with her little skirt, so she had to shrink and lean against the door.

The old Taoist priest felt that it didn't matter, but he thought about the white clothes on his body for a while, and it was a pity to get wet, so he also leaned against the door.

The two of them leaned against the door at the same time, looking a little funny.

Just as Yan Yu'an was still muttering why Xiao Zhiqiu hadn't come back, the door suddenly slammed open.

Greeted by a young man who smelled of alcohol, his hair was wet, his skin was pale, his eyes were sleepy, and his back was slightly hunched.

The eldest lady didn't even have time to go up and blame him, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then remembered something, Yan Yu'an raised her arm and knocked on the head of the young man in front of her. The latter sighed, and just as he wanted to fight back, Zhiqiu caught a glimpse of the person in front of him who was a little familiar, but the hairstyle was a little strange.

Zhiqiu rubbed his eyes again, and didn't forget to burp his wine, he muttered, "Haven't I woken up yet? Why did the eldest lady come to my door?" he said as he turned around and said to himself, "It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion, I have to sleep for a while." ”

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a while, this young man was a little interesting.

It's not pretending to be drunk, it's stupid.

Not only the old Taoist, but even Yan Yu'an stayed there, no matter how she bullied Zhiqiu on weekdays, but at this time, she saw that Zhiqiu was drunk like this, and she couldn't bear to step forward and continue to knock on his head a few more times. When she saw the rain fall like this, she stepped forward and took Zhiqiu's hand and ran into the house.

The old Taoist priest was happy to see the excitement, and walked into the house on crutches.

There was nothing in the room, only one bed.

Not even a desk.

Zhiqiu's eyes were still slightly closed at this time, and he was staggering when he walked, and he kept muttering in his mouth: "There is wine today... Drunk today, no wine tomorrow... Decide.. Sleep forever..". When Yan Yu'an heard these words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, what words did this person say, could it be the words of a scholar?

What is the difference between this appearance and those people of the three religions and nine ranks outside?

But she thought about it in a blink of an eye, and it was said that some great immortals also liked to drink, so she couldn't bear it and didn't say anything.

Yan Yu'an saw the old Taoist priest leaning against the door of the house, first smiled apologetically at him, and signaled that he couldn't take care of him, but the old Taoist priest didn't care and didn't say anything.

Originally, Yan Yu'an wanted to help Zhiqiu down to sleep, but he saved trouble, and collapsed on the bed while reading. It's just that Yan Yu'an saw that the clothes on Zhiqiu's back were a little dusty, and she wanted him to take off his clothes, but seeing Zhiqiu's appearance, she couldn't control it, so she had to let him sleep like this.

The three of them huddled in this small dilapidated house, listening to the sound of the rain.

The old Taoist priest sat on the ground, his eyes closed, and his mouth kept reciting words.

Yan Yu'an's brows have been furrowed, she is a little worried about Zhiqiu, why is the smell of alcohol on this person's body so strong, and she doesn't know how much he has drunk, where has he gone during this time? She sighed, and sat on the ground like the old Taoist, but this sitting posture must be more elegant than the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest was meditating, and suddenly took out a handful of bamboo sticks from his arms, and after a few words of recitation, one of the bamboo sticks jumped out and fell gently to the ground. He squinted and stole a glimpse of the little girl's expression, but the latter didn't seem to notice.

So the old Taoist priest came again, but this time the sound of the bamboo sticks landing was a little louder.

After Yan Yu'an heard the sound next to her, she finally turned her gaze, as the old Taoist priest expected, she spoke: "Old man, what kind of hexagram are you talking about?"

The old Taoist priest's eyebrows revealed bursts of joy, but in a blink of an eye, he closed his eyes again, and said lightly: "Count the heavens and the earth, count the people, and calculate the heart and count yourself." ”

After Yan Yu'an heard this, her brows furrowed even more, she didn't understand, but she didn't want to continue asking.

Very early on, her father told her that interlacing is like separating mountains, and if you don't understand, don't force it.

It's just that after the old Taoist priest saw that the little girl no longer continued to ask, he was secretly annoyed, and some regretted why he said these nonsense, so he had to add himself: "Little girl, the hexagram has just shown: I am suitable for marriage tonight." ”

Yan Yu'an didn't feel anything after hearing this, but just smiled reluctantly and ignored it.

The old Taoist priest looked a little anxious, he no longer sat cross-legged, but leaned slightly sideways, making his lame leg a little more comfortable, and he said with anticipation: "I think we are quite fated, and it just so happens that there is nothing to do in this room now, or I will count the two hexagrams for you?"

As soon as Yan Yu'an heard that the old Taoist priest in front of him was going to calculate his marriage, he couldn't help but beat a little faster.

Who doesn't want to know about their marriage? Especially this fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, which girl doesn't have a spring?

She was a little hesitant, her already somewhat rouge face was even more ruddy at the moment, and she pulled the corner of her Liuxian skirt with one hand, and she never let go.

The old Taoist priest saw through the little girl's mind at a glance, he laughed twice, like a vendor who kept luring the little girl to buy sugar gourds, and continued: "Poor Dao is generally not considered marriage, marriage is unpredictable, and it is also difficult to calculate, and the cause and effect of this previous life must also be counted, so it is a little difficult to calculate, if it is not for the beauty and kindness of your little girl, Poor Dao will not easily count these two hexagrams." ”

Yan Yu'an heard the old man say this, so the little brain melon nodded without hesitation, and then closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at the old Taoist priest to tell the hexagram.

After the old Taoist priest saw the little girl nodding, he no longer hid it, and he asked the little girl to stretch out the palm of her right hand. The latter was puzzled, opened his eyes and asked, "Old man... Why is this fortune telling still making me stretch out my hand?"

The old Taoist priest was also patient and explained: "The matter of marriage is more complicated, it not only needs to look at the hexagram, but also needs to look at the lines of your palm, and then I can calculate your marriage by combining the hexagrams." ”

Yan Yu'an suddenly realized, and then stretched out the palm of his right hand.

The old Taoist priest took a few closer looks and said yes.

The little girl wondered, "Old man, this is good?"

The old Taoist priest nodded, so Yan Yu'an didn't say anything.

About an hour later, the old Taoist priest first stretched out his right hand to make a five-finger pinch, and then shook the bamboo stick, and after repeating it several times, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Yu'an couldn't wait, he saw the old Taoist priest breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked, "Old man, how is it?"

The old Taoist priest first wiped the sweat on his forehead, then stared at the little girl and said softly: "Little girl... Alas. ”

Yan Yu'an had an ominous premonition, she saw that the old Taoist priest wanted to speak and stopped, so she asked weakly: "Old man.. Is my marriage bad?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head, and then said slowly: "In this marriage, there is no good or bad, only suitable and unsuitable. There are thousands of couples in the world, how many couples can grow old and be loyal to one person? So it's not like that, don't think too much. ”

"Then why are you sighing?" Yan Yu'an's voice was a little louder.

"It's just that your hexagram is a little bumpy, the hexagram is disordered, the peaks and loops turn, it seems to be a dead end for a while, and then it comes back to life, like a chess game, until the end, I don't know whether your marriage is good or bad. The old Taoist priest was also a little helpless.

"That must be extremely bad, how can someone's marriage be like this?" Yan Yu'an was a little deflated at this time, his eyes were blank, and his voice was a little quieter.

When the old Taoist priest saw this, his heart blossomed, his expression became serious again, and he said: "Actually, it's not that there is no solution, it's just..."

"Just what?" After Yan Yu'an heard it, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and then hurriedly asked the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was deliberately silent for a while, and Yan Yu'an didn't dare to speak, and he didn't even dare to come out, so he had to look at the old Taoist priest.

After a long while, the old Taoist priest spoke: "It just takes most of my strength, and there are more Taoist priests who can tell hexagrams, but after divination, there are Taoist priests who can change hexagrams against the sky..." ”

As soon as the old Taoist priest's words fell, a lightning bolt crossed the sky, and thunder roared.

"Don't bother you, old man, people's lives have been decided, and so is marriage. Yan Yu'an didn't seem to have any ripples in his heart, and his tone of voice was a little colder.

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he was a little stunned.

He looked at the drunken young man lying on the bed, and then looked closely at the little girl in front of him.

Could it be that this little girl is also drunk?

The old Taoist priest couldn't figure it out.

It's just that the thunder outside is a little louder.