In addition, the panic in the man's heart was even worse than that of Guo Lai, and when he heard Guo Lai's words, he felt the same way, and after Guo Lai finished speaking, the man quickly nodded, and the two of them didn't want to stay here for a moment at this time, so they hurriedly went outside.

Out of the mountain gate, down the stone steps, Guo Lai and the two mixed into the flow of people, at this time, although the crowd around them was crowded, but it seemed that the feeling of oppression in their hearts was much better than when they were in the temple.

The two of them didn't bother to check the situation on both sides of Temple Street, they just buried their heads and walked forward, thinking, try to stay as far away as possible from that temple, and a little farther away.

Guo Lai and the other Jurchen were trying to walk through the crowd, when they suddenly heard someone next to them say: "The two donors, the two Yin Tang of the Poor Taoist Temple are black, their eyes are godless, and the Yuan Shen is scattered, there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, have the two donors been in trouble recently?" Come on, come and come to the poor road here to occupy a hexagram, with the skill of the poor road, you can definitely help the two of you eliminate disasters and solve problems, turn evil into good fortune, eliminate evil and avoid disasters, and be healthy and clear. ”

The two looked up at the place where they were talking, but saw a middle-aged Taoist priest smiling and waving to them.

Since these two people came to the temple fair, they naturally knew that Bixia Yuanjun Niangniang, who was in the temple fair, was a member of the Daomen, and the seemingly real and illusory things that happened in the Niangniang Temple before made them no longer feel that these words of gods, Buddhas, and the like were all delusional. In addition, things have really not been going well for them in the past few days, so these two people also regard the Taoist priest as a master of the Tao.

The two of them were not in a hurry for a while, so they walked towards the Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest has a fortune-telling banner on the left hand side leaning on a tree, there are four big characters on the banner "Fu Luan Qi Ping", the Taoist priest has a sand table in front of him, and there is an old Taoist priest sitting there not far away.

When he came to the middle-aged Taoist priest's fortune-telling booth, Guo Lai had not yet spoken, and another person hurriedly asked: "What the Taoist chief said is very true, we have really had a bad situation in the past few days, I don't know how we should resolve it?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the two of them a few times, and then said: "It's not difficult to resolve this, it's just that the heavenly opportunity can't be easily revealed, but God has the virtue of a good life, and the poor Taoist can't watch the two donors face blood and light without saving each other." In this way, the poor road is fifty taels of silver for people on weekdays, and today I will only accept two people twenty taels of silver each, so I should make a good fate for the poor road. ”

This middle-aged Taoist priest is none other than Hong Xinghe, the Taoist priest who used to tell stories in Haiwan Curie.

Guo Lai was a little dazed by the statue in the temple, so he instinctively believed it when he heard Hong Xinghe's words, but he came to this hexagram stall and listened to it again, and he saw that the subordinate next to him was ready to take out the silver, Guo Lai first held down the man's hand, and then said to the middle-aged Taoist: "I don't know the long road number?" ”

Hong Xinghe took out a look of immortal wind bones and said, "Poor Dao Hong Xinghe." ”

Guo Lai asked Hong Xinghe: "The night is good tonight, I don't know how far away Chang is so far, how can you see that the two of us are blackened in this night?" ”

"This, this ......", Hong Xinghe forgot about this stubble, but he was also battle-hardened, and immediately said: "What's so difficult about this poor road?" Poor Dao's ability to help Luan raise a hand is Zigu, a pair of heavenly eyes have long been opened, if such a little thing can't be seen, how can Poor Dao dare to speak out to solve disasters for others? ”

The other person looked at Guo Lai with some puzzlement, at first this Guo Lai deputy was obviously very interested, why did he suddenly change

So fast.

Guo Lai opened his mouth again: "In this case, please also ask the Taoist chief to see where we came from, if it is accurate, the two of us will not only ask the Taoist to help us eliminate the disaster, but also give another sum of silver as a reward, I don't know what the long-term intention is?" ”

Hong Xinghe looked at the two of them carefully, but there was nothing special, except that the things they were carrying were quite weird.

"The two donors let the poor people get closer, and look at the faces of the two donors." , Saying that, Hong Xinghe bypassed the sand table in front of him and approached the two.

He first looked carefully at Guo Lai, and then circled around the other person, who was wearing melon skin hats, and although the back of their heads was the same as the braids, a small handful of money rat tails could still be seen under the braids, and he said to the two: "The two of you are from the northeast, I don't know if what Poor Dao said is right?" ”

Hearing the words of Taoist priest Hong Xinghe, the two of them were shocked, this Taoist priest really has some skills, but if his identity is exposed, these two people will cause a catastrophe even if they are not in trouble.

Guo Lai only recovered after a little shock, and then pretended to be calm and said to Hong Xinghe Road: "The Dao Chief's ability seems to be very common, the two of us are not from the northeast, we are from the two Guangzhou, since the Dao Chief can't see it, we won't disturb the Dao Chief's business, and we will leave." ”

At this time, Guo Lai couldn't care about the disaster of black and bloody light, and just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

At first, he hesitated a little when he heard Guo Lai's words, thinking that he really had something wrong, but then looking at the other person's expression, Hong Xinghe understood, he said: "You don't have to worry, this person doesn't know how many times he has to migrate in his life, and it is normal to have some deviations, it is better for the two of you to ask another question, and the poor Dao gang will do the math." ”

It's not that the two don't believe in Hong Xinghe, and it's not that they don't want to spend some money to eliminate the disaster, they really don't dare to stay here for a long time, but seeing Hong Xinghe staying, these two people don't want to fall into the handle, so they said: "The Taoist chief doesn't have to pretend anymore, the reason why he refuses to divinate and ask hexagrams is because the Taoist chief is not honest, and he sees that the cloth banner behind him clearly says that he will help the two taels of silver once, but he told us that he receives fifty taels on weekdays, and only twenty taels today, how can we trust it?" ”

Hong Xinghe followed Guo Lai's finger and looked back, and sure enough, he saw that the cloth banner that he had hidden was exposed, and it read "Fu Ping Ertael" written on it.

Usually Hong Xinghe always likes to do something on the price, and the price of each help is different from person to person, and he also looks at the two of them dressed well, and the tiger skin on the person's back is even more valuable, so he asks for the price.

Now that it has been exposed in person, Hong Xinghe has nothing to say, so he can only smile awkwardly: "Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, the price of this Fu Ping is also changed according to everyone's karma, the karma of the two is very deep, and the mana consumed by the poor road will naturally be more, maybe after the disaster is lifted for the two today, they will no longer be able to ask for other people's hexagrams, this silver will naturally be higher, but everything is easy to say, I see that it is fate, according to the price on the cloth flag, two taels of silver." Golai shook his head and said no more, and left with the other man still determined.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest who was sitting on the side closed his eyes and recuperated opened his eyes and said to the two who left: "Two of you walk slowly." ”

The two of them stopped and looked back at Lao Dao

At first glance, Gorai did not speak, as if he was asking something. But the other man was a little impatient, and said, "Isn't it good for the small to be on the old?" The old bull nose has something to say, hurry up. ”

This old Taoist priest is Hong Xinghe's master Lan Daoxing, who is a Taoist gate, and when he encounters this kind of festival, Lan Daoxing naturally wants to come to worship Bixia Yuanjun Niangniang. Hong Xinghe saw that the temple fair here is very prosperous these days, and the sea bowl is much brighter, so Hong Xinghe decided to put a few days of hexagram stalls here, and then the sea bowl house after the temple fair is over, and the old Taoist priest has no opinion, he can not only make more money by setting up a stall here, but also go to the temple every day to worship Bixia Yuanjun, why not?

The old Taoist priest Lan Daoxing didn't mind the Jurchen's words, and said: "The two donors are not more nervous, the poor Dao is in the world, and the cultivation is outside the world, and the grievances and grievances in this world will not be involved. ”

Guo Lai saw that the demeanor of this old Taoist and the middle-aged Taoist priest was completely different, and he had a taste of detachment from the world, although he would not follow the words of the old Tao, but with the matter of the Niangniang Temple, he did not dare to be too presumptuous, just bowed to the old Tao, and did not answer.

The other Jurchen person lost these thoughts, and scolded the old Taoist Lan Daoxing: "The little Taoist priest is talking nonsense, and the old Taoist priest is even more mysterious and mysterious, so pretending to be mysterious, thinking that we dare not open our stalls?" ”

Lan Daoxing stroked his beard and smiled: "If the stall can make the donor eliminate the firearm and reduce some killing intent, why not do it?" The white tiger skin on the back of the donor, with low eyebrows and bowed head, seems to be submissive, but in fact it is fierce and restrained, and the murderous intention is hidden. If the donor is bound like this, it will be fine, but once the protective skin is untied, the murderous motives hidden in it will surely be life-hungry. People do not hurt the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts. Once the murderous intent of the white tiger skin is exposed, one of those who have been involved with the tiger skin will die because of it. It may be that person who is a hunter who hunts tigers, or a merchant who is going around in circles, or it may be someone who has passed it on to the donor, hoping that the donor will be able to do it for himself. ”

Although the old Taoist Lan Daoxing said it vaguely, even his apprentice Hong Xinghe heard it in the clouds, but these words fell on the ears of the two Jurchens like a thunderbolt in the sky, what was in the white tiger skin, except for the two of them, I didn't know much, but this old Taoist could know, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it would not be leaked to him by Fang Congzhe's master and servant, and this old Taoist had been sitting there without even raising his eyelids but could know, which made Guo Lai suddenly have murderous intent.

Guo Lai involuntarily reached out and touched the treasure knife at his waist, but when he looked at the old Tao again, he had closed his eyes and stopped looking at them, as if he was indifferent to the affairs of the two of them.

This reminded him of what happened in Bixia Yuanjun Niangniang Temple again, and what happened tonight made him feel too incredible. After thinking about the words of the old Taoist who did not participate in the grievances of the world, Guo Lai's hand holding the knife slowly put down, and then bowed to the old Taoist Lan Dao again: "Thank you for the reminder." After finishing the salute, Guo Lai straightened up and took out a ingots of fifty taels from his body and threw it on the sand table of Hong Xinghe, and said: "This silver is counted as Xie Yi, who is the golden and jade words of the Taoist chief, if there is a chance in the future, I will ask the Taoist chief to take a good place in the next place." ”

After Guo Lai finished speaking, he greeted the subordinate, and the two of them turned around and left without delay.