When the officers and soldiers set off, Hu Guiyang was still sleeping, and when he woke up, the patrol camp became much deserted, some of them went home to rest after the night, and a large number of soldiers went to Tiejiazhuang, only a few stayed behind.

Yuan Mao and Huo Shuangde set off with the team, Fan Dajian sent it to the gate, and when Hu Guiyang woke up, he said, "How can there be a thousand people? At most, five hundred, saying that it is out of the city and then transferring troops, I don't know if this little bit of troops is enough? ”

"As long as they're fast enough." Hu Guiyang had already finished washing, "You went to check on Sun Blind yesterday, what did you find?" ”

"I almost forgot that Sun Blind was killed by a spell."

Hu Guiyang looked at Fan Dajian and waited for him to explain.

Fan Dajian smiled: "I know you don't believe it, but listen to me." Sun Blind's death is quite interesting, it may not be related to Guan Dazi, Chen Kui, etc., we may just catch up by chance. ”

Fan Dajian waited for a while, and saw that Hu Guiyang didn't ask, so he had to continue: "Do you remember? On 15 July, there was a Jianghu martial arts competition and a fighting method. ”

Hu Guiyang nodded, of course he remembered that it was because of these two rumors that he left the capital, hoping to find clues in the rivers and lakes.

"What I'm going to say is the Dharma Fighting Conference, not everyone can participate in this gathering, you must have some real skills."

"What kind of real skill is it to kill a blind priest?"

"Hehe, here's the strange thing: someone calculated the date of Sun's blind man's death, and it was three days before the incident."

"Three days ago?"

"Yes, at that time, we hadn't decided to come to Tongzhou, and you hadn't even heard of the name Sun Blind. Thinking that the blind man Sun is not an ordinary person, he is in charge of affairs in the Daguan Emperor Temple, and there are many people under him, and he was protected tightly the night before, but he was still killed as scheduled. ”

"What kind of spell is this? With a few assassins, can't you just count the death date for anyone? ”

"This kind of thing, you have to be in it to feel that it is unusual, in short, as soon as the blind man died, the guy who told fortunes at the beginning became famous."

"Tell me, who is it?"

"You can't guess."

"Then I can't be wrong."

"Hehe, it's Zhang Wuchen."

"Zhang Wuchen?" Hu Guiyang was really taken aback.

Fan Dajian wanted this kind of reaction, and said with a smile: "That's right, it's him, He Wanwan's apprentice back then, Zhang Wuchen, who is now driving a mule cart near Chaoyangmen." ”

"He changed his name back?"

Zhang Wuchen's original name was Zhang Wuwa, and his name when he drove the mule cart was Zhang Wuworm, and the name of "Wuchen" was given to him by Liang Tiegong back then.

"Yes, it's a great name now, and it's no longer the nobody it used to be."

As soon as he heard the words "nobody", Hu Guiyang immediately remembered Zhao Aqi, who was also an inconspicuous little person, and it took less than a year to become a well-known martial arts master.

"There's something like a golden pill in here, right?" Hu Guiyang asked.

"I really haven't heard of this, I only know that Zhang Wuchen is no longer a muleman, he put on a Taoist robe, and lives in the City God Temple in the west of Tongzhou City.

"Everyone wants to know when they're going to die?"

"Don't underestimate this matter, after knowing the date of death, you may be able to solve the misfortune, or you may be able to arrange it in advance, so as not to be too hasty."

Yuan Mao and the others didn't know when they would be able to come back, Hu Guiyang happened to be idle, "Let's go and calculate it too." ”

"It's okay to go, but don't say that I lied to you afterwards, strange things have started to increase recently, and you're more suspicious......"

Hu Guiyang just laughed.

Before leaving, he took another look at Xiao Zhoucang.

The other seven people were all taken away, only Xiao Zhoucang was still in the room, wearing shackles all night, he no longer had the original strength, and he looked very depressed, but when he saw Hu Guiyang, he still stared.

"Do you want to know when you're going to die?" Hu Guiyang asked.

Xiao Zhoucang was stunned for a moment, "Phew, kill at will, don't come to entertain Lao Tzu." ”

Hu Guiyang called the guards in and asked them to untie their shackles, "Can I take them away?" ”

The guard couldn't ask for it, and immediately said: "Of course, he is not a prisoner of our patrol camp, and Captain Hu can dispose of it at will." ”

"Come with me." Hu Guiyang ordered.

Xiao Zhoucang was even more confused, but no matter how it was, it was more comfortable than wearing a shackle of dozens of catties, so he hurriedly got up and followed, until he reached the gate of the patrol camp, and then asked suspiciously: "Where are you going?" ”

Hu Guiyang ignored him and said to Fan Dajian: "You lead the way, let's go to the City God Temple." ”

"I knew it was in the west of the city, but I don't know the specific location, I'll inquire later." Fan Dajian said.

Xiao Zhoucang interjected: "I know the way, what are you going to do there?" ”

"I'll give you a fortune and see how long you can live."

Hu Guiyang was telling the truth, but Xiao Zhoucang took it as a joke, sneered twice, and swept his eyes around, looking for a way to escape.

"If you run away, I will let the Guan family confess, and then it will be counted on your head." Hu Guiyang warned.

Xiao Zhoucang was furious, "Who said I was going to run away?" "He's too weak to run far.

"Lead the way."

"This way." Xiao Zhoucang said coldly, tightened his belt, and walked in front to lead the way.

Although the city of Tongzhou is small, it is a prosperous place, most of the government offices are located in the north, near the wharf, and other places are full of markets, although the streets are narrow, there are more pedestrians coming and going than in the capital.

Xiao Zhoucang is a local, familiar with the road, the more people on the road, the faster he goes, and when he sees the stitches, Hu Guiyang and Fan Dajian follow closely behind, telling him that he should not be.

Walking through a fish market, Xiao Zhoucang disappeared.

"You made a mistake." Fan Dajian complained, "This kid just wants to escape." ”

"Run, run, he's useless right now anyway." Hu Guiyang found a fishmonger nearby and asked where the City God Temple went, but it turned out that it was not far from the neighborhood, and Xiao Zhoucang did not lead the wrong way.

The City God Temple is not big, it looks quite similar to the official yamen, and after arriving here, there are fewer pedestrians.

There was a person sitting on the threshold of the temple, and when he saw Hu and Fan, he got up and said, "You are walking too slowly." ”

"Hey, you...... You didn't run? Fan Dajian looked at Xiao Zhoucang in surprise.

"If I run away, the Guan family will be unlucky, Brother Guan's bones are not cold, I can't affect his family."

"For more than a month, the bones have long been cold." Fan Dajian said angrily that he killed Guan Dazi and didn't like to hear about this person anymore.

There are really people queuing up in the City God Temple, not many, seven or eight people, talking to each other, and the object of the conversation is the "immortal" Zhang Wuchen.

Fan Dajian bypassed the queue, went in to find someone, and soon came out and beckoned to Hu Guiyang: "Come on." ”

Fan Dajian is an old man, the queue didn't say anything, seeing that the two laymen were going in, everyone was unhappy, and scolded him gossipily, Fan Dajian raised his eyebrows and said: "Zhang Shenxian has already counted that Master Hu is coming, so he is in front of you." ”

The crowd had nothing to say, they believed in this kind of thing, and not long after, another little Taoist priest came out and said, "The immortals are tired, the mana has been exhausted, you will come back tomorrow." ”

In the rented room, Zhang Wuchen was not tired, although he wore a Taoist robe, he still had the simplicity of a coachman, he smiled when he saw people, and it was a kind and flattering smile, and it seemed that he would call out the titles of "master" and "guest officer" at any time.

Back then, Liang Tiegong wooed Zhang Wuchen, and what he liked was this person's burly body and majestic spirit, but now most of the burly body is left, but the majestic spirit has disappeared cleanly.

Zhang Wuchen no longer relies on appearances to eat.

"Master Hu, long time no see." Zhang Wuchen smiled and said very politely.

Hu Guiyang glanced at Zhang Wuchen a few times, "Shibei three days, impressive, you look like this, I have to pick out my eyeballs." ”

"Haha, Master Hu, please sit down and talk."

This is a small side hall, for the little god I don't know, there are no chairs and stools, there are two futons in front of the incense case, Zhang Wuchen and Hu Guiyang sit opposite each other, Fan Dajian coughed, the little Taoist priest immediately brought him a futon, only Xiao Zhoucang was still standing.

"No need to speak, I know why Master Hu is here."

"It's a little easier." Hu Guiyang observed carefully and found that in addition to Zhang Wuchen's dress, he also had some changes, that is, a kind of spontaneous and overly proud self-confidence, which can rarely be seen in the mule driver.

Hu Guiyang thought of Zhao Aqi again, one of these two people was not good-looking, the other was tall and burly, but they had the same confidence.

"After waiting for so long, the immortals finally favored me." Zhang Wuchen stretched out his finger upward, his expression was serious, but he couldn't help but want to laugh, and he smiled happily, not ridiculing, "Give me the ability of an unpredictable prophet, I will cherish and ......use it well."

"Sun Blind ......"

The smile on Zhang Wuchen's face disappeared, "Alas, the unpredictable prophet is not good at this...... Wrong, wrong, ask for forgiveness, I have no dissatisfaction......" Zhang Wuchen muttered a few verses and continued: "Sun Blind Yang Shou has ended, there was a way to redeem it, but he didn't believe me. I don't have any grudges with him, I just repeat the words of the immortal as they are. ”

Zhang Wuchen stretched out his hands, carefully took out a small incense burner from the side, and slowly placed it in front of him, "That's it." ”

A fine puff of smoke rose from the furnace and dispersed several feet squarely, but nothing else.

"You calculate how long he'll live." Hu Guiyang pointed to Xiao Zhoucang.

Xiao Zhoucang didn't take it seriously before he came, and after entering the temple, he saw that people were queuing up and began to get nervous, facing the incense burner and immortals, he was even more nervous, his face changed, and he said in a trembling voice: "I, I haven't done anything bad that hurts the heavens and reason......"

Fan Dajian, who was sitting next to Hu Guiyang, sneered, "In your eyes, Guan Dazi is a saint?" ”

Xiao Zhoucang is usually bold, but he didn't dare to squeak at this time.

Zhang Wuchen gestured at the fine cigarette, but he didn't chant the scriptures on his mouth, and he could still speak normally: "Life is determined by heaven, whether it is good or bad, whether it is longevity or death, it is written in the book of immortals, mortal puppets peep into the heavens, if they can repent and repent, the number of days may not be able to be rewritten......"

Xiao Zhoucang kept nodding.

Zhang Wuchen stopped and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Little Zhoucang."

"That's not right."

"Nicknamed Xiao Zhoucang, his real name is Zhou Wang."

"Still not right."

"What's wrong? Didn't the immortals give him a reckoning? Fan Dajian asked.

Zhang Wuchen shook his head and looked at Hu Guiyang opposite, "'Gao is no more than three', Shangxian said to me, 'Gao is not three', which means that people with the surname Gao will not live for three days, do you have a friend with the surname Gao?" ”