About a pillar of incense passed, Jiang Xiaotong finally came out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Miss Jiang, how is it?" Zhang Bao'er asked eagerly.

"He spoke!" Jiang Xiaotong said lightly.

"What did he say?"

"He said he knew what kind of poison I had, and he could cure my poison!"

"Great!" Zhang Baoer almost cheered.

"But he said that I was a person who had no fate and would not detoxify me!"

"What? How so? Zhang Bao'er's smile froze on her face.

"He said that many years ago, he had sworn a poisonous oath that he would only treat people who were destined to treat him in this life, and he would not make an exception for anyone."

"I see!" Yan Gu said on the side: "The reason why he let us go in one by one is to see who is destined from the face." Although I don't know if I'm destined to be a person, I really want to do my part for Sister Xiaotong! I'm in too! ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Gu walked towards the house.

The time for Yan Gu to come out is shorter.

"How?" Zhang Baoer's voice trembled a little.

"He broke me in one bite, I'm a man!" Yan Gu shook his head and said, "I'm not destined either!" ”

"How good is this, how good is this!" Zhang Bao'er was a little panicked, he looked at Hou Jie: "Monkey, please, you must work hard to become a destined person!" ”

Before, Zhang Baoer was still rushing to go in, but seeing that the people who went in were fruitless, and their hopes were shattered one after another, he became more and more scared in his heart, and couldn't help but want to shrink back, so he had to pin his hopes on Hou Jie.

Hou Jie couldn't laugh or cry, is this something that can be worked on? He couldn't bear to refuse Zhang Bao'er, so he had to nod and say, "Don't worry, I will work hard!" ”

Similarly, Hou Jie also came out quickly, and he looked at Zhang Bao'er apologetically: "I'm sorry, Bao'er!" ”

Zhang Bao'er's face turned pale, and she squatted on the ground with her head in pain.

Everyone could understand his mood at the moment, and they couldn't bear to disturb him.

Jiang Xiaotong sighed, stepped forward, squatted beside Zhang Bao'er, gently brushed his messy hair, and said softly: "You have done your best, I won't blame you!" ”

"I'm really useless!" Zhang Baoer hissed.

"You don't want that!" Jiang Xiaotong's tears fell: "Do you remember the first time we met, what you told me?" You say that everyone is afraid of death, but you are even more afraid of not being happy when you die. I want you to live happily, and if you are not happy, I will certainly not be happy when I die. Do you understand? ”

Listening to Jiang Xiaotong's words, Ying'er couldn't help but sob, Hou Jie's eyes were red, and even Uncle Hua pinned his head to the side.

The calmest was Yan Gu, he walked up to Zhang Bao'er and whispered: "Brother Bao'er, you once told me that there is a thing called miracle in this world, as long as you don't give up, it will find you!" Are you going to give up? ”

"Nope! I won't give up! Zhang Bao'er stood up suddenly, he looked at Jiang Xiaotong and said miserably: "I once promised that if you die, I will pay you for your life!" This has always been true, I will not give up, and I hope I will not give up either! If that day comes, I'll be with you! ”

After that, Zhang Bao'er patted Yan Gu's shoulder: "Gu'er, I believe in miracles!" ”

"I believe it too!" Yan Gu nodded emphatically.

Zhang Baoer strode towards the house, the door closed, and Zhang Baoer's back disappeared in front of everyone.

The light in the room was very dim, and an old man with a white beard was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed. Although Zhang Baoer was anxious, it could be seen that the old man had no words, so he had to put down his temperament and stand quietly in place.

I don't know how long it took, the old man finally opened his eyes, he pointed to a chair beside him and said to Zhang Bao'er, "Sit!" ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded and sat down as she said.

"I'll tell you a story!" The old man said lightly.

Zhang Bao'er came to beg him to detoxify, but he just wanted to tell a story, Zhang Bao'er was crazy for a while, but he was afraid of annoying the old man, so he had to say insincerely: "Song Shenxian, tell me, I will listen carefully!" ”

"Once upon a time, there was a Lang Zhong who was famous for his medical skills, and he himself called himself a miracle doctor, and he was complacent about it!"

Zhang Baoer listened strangely, and secretly thought to herself: The old man is not telling his own story.

"Once, when he went into the mountains to collect medicine, he accidentally entered a cave, and in this cave, he found a strange book."

"Strange books? What strange books? ”

"Don't be anxious, listen to me slowly!" The old man continued: "This is a strange book about the art of physiognomy, and from the preface of the book, he knows that this book is written by Yuan Tiangang, the master of physiognomy at the beginning of the establishment of the Tang Dynasty. The book brings together various aspects of the art of face-to-face in the distant past, and divides the face-facing technique into the lower, middle and upper three vehicles. He was fascinated by this book, and since then he has lived in this cave, studying strange books. Relying on the dried fruits of game and the clear spring in the mountains, he stayed in the mountains for three years, and finally studied the book to a ripe finish. When he returned home, he stopped practicing medicine and met people every day. ”

"Immortal Song, you're telling your own story!"

"That's right!" Immortal Song nodded, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what the art of face is?" ”

Zhang Baoer shook his head, although he had seen many fortune tellers who claimed to be half-immortals, but he never believed it, let alone knew what the art of physiognomy was, in his opinion, it was a trick to deceive people.

Song Shenxian saw Zhang Bao'er's disdain on his face, and he was not angry, and smiled: "The face of the human face is listed in the spirit dwelling of the hundred parts, and the divine path of the five internal organs, only the image of the three talents, there is a face-to-face technique in the Shangshan Gate, if you learn to be pure, you can determine the loss of a lifetime from the face through the five senses, the three stops and the twelve palaces." ”

Zhang Bao'er didn't understand what Song Shenxian was talking about at all, he didn't speak, he just continued to wait for Song Shenxian's next words, he knew that Song Shenxian went around such a big circle, it was impossible just to explain the art of face to himself.

Sure enough, Song Shenxian got to the point: "Do you know what kind of face you are?" ”

"I don't know!" Zhang Baoer said honestly.

"You're a faceless person, I saw it as soon as you entered the house, otherwise you think I'm bored and will talk so much nonsense with you?"

"Phaseless? What is amorphism? Zhang Baoer couldn't help but ask.

"The lives of the world are destined in the previous life, if the physiognomy is profound, it can be seen from the face at a glance, just like I have seen the faces of countless people over the years, all of them are inaccurate! I can say that there is no one who is proficient in physiognomy in the world, but I can see no clue from your face, and according to the record of that strange book, I can conclude that you are a man without a face. Over the years, I have given countless people faces, just to find a person who has no appearance! ”

"Why am I invisible?"

Song Shenxian looked at Zhang Bao'er with blazing eyes: "According to the strange book, a person without a face must be hidden in heaven!" ”

How can he hide the heavenly machine? Zhang Bao'er was almost amused by Song Shenxian, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud. (To be continued.) )