In Shuncheng, Song Yiyao and Tang Jingruo first found an inn to put down their luggage.

Shuncheng is not big, the two of them wandered aimlessly on the street, and at the corner of the street, people gathered in piles.

"What is this doing?" Song Yiyao asked curiously.

The shopkeeper of the shop next to him was chatting at the door and said:

"You just came to Shuncheng, right?"

"How do you know?" Song Yiyao smiled and asked rhetorically.

The shopkeeper pouted Nunu at the crowd and said with an exaggerated expression:

"Because you don't even know Song Banxian. Song Banxian is a master who travels abroad, and when he came to Shuncheng a few days ago, he stayed here to set up a stall. Don't mention how spiritual the talisman is! Eliminate disasters and avoid disasters, and demons will not invade! It's just that Song Banxian only looks at the edge of the eyes. That's why they all want to try their luck here. ”

I just came here a few days ago, selling talismans, and my surname is Song.

How can you feel a sense of foreboding? Song Yiyao stood on tiptoe and squeezed into the crowd, trying to see what kind of character Song Banxian was inside.

Seeing this, Tang Jingruo wrinkled his eyebrows and dragged him back. Song Yiyao looked up at him, not understanding why.

Tang Jingruo raised his head slightly and gestured to him, right next to him, there was a lonely stall with people who were all familiar to them.

Shen Yuezhi seemed to be sitting upright, but in fact, his thoughts had already run out of the five heavens.

The two sat down in front of the stall, and before Shen Yuezhi could react, he asked habitually, "Write a letter to the family?" ”

Song Yiyao burst out laughing: "I don't write a letter to my family, I just want to ask this Song Banxian, I don't know what he's good at?" ”

"Sell Talismans!" Shen Yuezhi finished speaking seriously, thinking of Guan Yu's nonsense every day, a trace of inexplicable ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, Guan Yu loves to talk and is flexible enough, so he can rely on a bunch of talismans to survive until now.

It was the kung fu of the three of them chatting, and one person on crutches suddenly squeezed into the crowd angrily with a group of middle-aged men.

And without saying a word, I want to smash the stall when I do it!

"What Song Banxian! Just a liar! He took out a talisman with one hand and threw it to the ground. It was the kind that Song Yiyao painted for the two of them.

"What do you have to say?"

Guan Yu's face, which was usually kind and smiling, tightened. The sound was not loud, but it made the people around him successfully quiet down.

Guan Yu has never seen this kind of battle when he comes up to find trouble. He actually has a good temper, but no matter how good the clay figure is, he also has three points of temperament, not to mention that he has the family etiquette and arrogance that he has cultivated since childhood. Seeing this kind of trouble-making thing, I almost subconsciously frowned and was displeased.

But her serious appearance really scared everyone.

Seeing that something was going on here, Shen Yuezhi hurriedly turned over and entered the booth in the crowd with light skills, snatched the flag directly from one person, and put it back in its place.

Seeing that the momentum could not be suppressed, the man on crutches changed his strategy and complained with tears in his eyes: "This peace charm I bought a few days ago was fine, but I fell off my horse yesterday and fell like this!" He's just a liar, and the talismans he sells don't work at all! Those people before must be trusted, don't be deceived by him! ”

Song Yiyao frowned in disgust, then realized something, and said, "But if you didn't have this talisman, I'm afraid you wouldn't be the same as you are now." ”

Guan Yu's anger was swept away when he saw the two of them, and he was only glad that Lord Song came too timely! And with Song Yiyao's presence, it is equivalent to having confidence.

"According to you, no matter what happens, his talisman will work?"

"When, where, and how did you fall?"

The man pointed to the east, rolled his eyes, and said loudly and aggrievedly: "Yesterday morning, I fell off my horse on the mountain road outside Shuncheng, and I didn't hit anything!" ”

Song Yiyao stared at him and asked, "Didn't you hit something?" ”

"What do you mean!" The man on crutches took a step closer to Song Yiyao and asked.

Tang Jingruo stood in front of Song Yiyao, and the intention of maintenance was very obvious.

"It's nothing but asking, because you don't have to touch something to fall off your horse."

Song Yiyao smiled innocently, as if he was just a passer-by who didn't know anything, and casually expressed his opinion.

The tone was normal and flat, like a casual question, but it scared the man out of a cold sweat. It reminded him of the anomaly he encountered yesterday morning.

At first, I just felt uncomfortable, because I had done a lot of bad things, and I happened to hear that a very spiritual Song Banxian came to Shuncheng, so I came to ask for a talisman.

But that feeling and the strange things that happened didn't go away because of the arrival of this talisman. Yesterday, he finished delivering the goods as usual, but when he went down the mountain, he encountered heavy fog.

Morning fog on the mountains is a common occurrence. He didn't see it less than he did on weekdays, but the fog didn't slowly dissipate as the sun rose, but it grew bigger and bigger, and gradually, he couldn't even see anything beyond his arm's arm, let alone the road and the surrounding environment.

He didn't dare to urge the horse anymore, so he was cautious and walked forward little by little according to the path in his memory.

But there were more and more strangeness, and the creepy feeling became heavier and heavier, as if there were a pair of eyes in the fog watching him.

A cold and biting wind blew quickly, and the horse raised its front hooves in panic. It looks like it's hit something. He grabbed the reins and fell off his horse.

After falling, he panicked and found that he couldn't move at all except for pain. I couldn't even make a sound out of pain. And around, there seems to be one more thing, one more eerie cold swishing existence.

He couldn't see what it was, but he could only feel something sharper than the tip of a sword slowly, slowly rushing towards his chest. As if to dig out his heart.

"This talisman is not the one I sold you. Even if you want to frame me, you have to take the exact same one, right? Guan Yu picked up the talisman from the ground. After reading it carefully, I found that it was wrong and said.

The man on crutches reached out and tried to snatch it:

"It's different! This is the one you sold me. I still won't admit that this is a fake, you liar, it didn't stop me at all! ”

"The paper used for my talisman is special, this paper is obviously thinner, and even if my talisman is drawn to the end, the pen will be regular, but this one is done in one go, and his complacency and pride are obviously revealed when he finally closes the pen.

Peace Fu is a Taoist priest who dares to draw it with or without skills, presumably you are looking for a Taoist priest to draw a talisman to frame me. Or rather, you were simply entrusted by someone to smash the stall! ”

A few people with rune paper in their hands couldn't help but take it out curiously and take a closer look, and then compare it with the one in Song Banxian's hand. Sure enough, he found that as he said, it looked exactly the same, but the subtleties were different everywhere.

Guan Yu saw a place, and suddenly became more confident, and took advantage of the victory to pursue:

"My original talisman should have been able to prevent a disaster for you, right?"

The crutche's face became even more unsightly, "This is the rune paper." ”

"The dust on the hem of your shirt hasn't been wiped clean yet." Guan Yu sat back in his place and said with a smile.

Everyone present knew that if this talisman blocked a disaster, it would spontaneously combust into ashes.

And the man's neckline clearly still has gray marks. Apparently, it was accidentally left behind when he took the talisman ash.

Yes, there is progress, in such a short period of time, in this case, I don't forget to look for evidence calmly, Song Yiyao appreciated it and was happy to be on the side. After all, she still has a plan, and it would be better if she could be less exposed to less risk.

Because they were exposed, several people came with high momentum and walked away under the condemning gaze of everyone.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one else reacted, Song Yiyao pulled Tang Jingruo to sit down in front of Song Banxian's stall.

"What do you two want?"

Guan Yu sat down very respectfully and asked. These days, it can be regarded as training his ability to observe words and colors.

Song Yiyao lowered his head, and his voice was thin and twisted:

"Calculate, can there be a fate of children and grandchildren?"

"Who?" Count marriage, count children, count wealth, count official career, count life expectancy. Guan Yu has met everything in the past few days. Although he doesn't know how to count, he can only rely on his face and the emotions of the people who come to make fools. But there is nothing wrong with saying good things.

"Count us two." Song Yiyao blushed and hugged Tang Jingruo's arm.

Tang Jingruo's body stiffened for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Song Yiyao's joke to come.

But immediately, Song Yiyao felt a broad hand grasp her hand, solemn and firm. She glanced at the little marquis beside her, and when she saw his usual face and red cheeks, she smiled secretly.

The corners of Shen Yuezhi's mouth twitched, and he turned around and returned to his stall. The ancients said well, out of sight is pure.

Guan Yu, who didn't expect it to be like this, was silent, and tried very hard to control his facial expressions.

Is this still the usual Lord Song of the Left Squire who sees the subtleties and solves the case with a knife, and in his heart is so great that it is higher than the walls of the imperial city?

And the little marquis, is he crazy to cooperate with him so much?

As leaders, they are so sacrificial, making it difficult for their subordinates to do it!

And, how should he answer this question? If you say no, you will be killed by these two people in a minute. He roughly guessed what the two meant, and said:

"The fate of the two of them must be there. It's just that, after all, both are men. Probably, the score"

"We won't be apart!"

Song Yiyao got up and pulled Tang Jingruo up, as if he had been touched by the scales.

From the perspective of passers-by, the two of them interlocked their fingers, and their eyes looked like each other.

It's really love, and the people waiting next to him are all moved.

Even Guan Yu almost believed that the two of them had really gone through a lot of hardships and dangers and finally got together.

This acting is really good, and there are a lot of new things worth learning from Master Song every time!

"Don't be impatient, I didn't mean that, but I specialize in art. I'm really not very good at asking for children. But my talisman definitely works. I saw the two of them come together. This last one will be given to both of you for free. Guan Yu hurriedly took out a talisman from his sleeve.

Song Yiyao was embarrassed to accept the talisman and said: "It's me who is suspicious, thank you for giving it to you!" ”

Because of this talisman, the people around them wailed, and before they could wait, the last one was gone.

Guan Yu just wanted to find an excuse to announce the closure of the stall and appeased a few words. Everyone can only disperse helplessly, and if you want to buy a charm, please be early tomorrow.