Why do so many people always believe lies?

Because if it is a matter of oneself, it will be out of proportion, at this time, no matter how lame a lie is, it has its credibility, the person concerned has lost his judgment, and the lie is naturally easy to believe. Especially this lame lie came from the mouth of the Chen family's aunt who has always been honest and cowardly, and the credibility is a little higher.

The housekeeper peeked at his wife's chest, if this matter was planted on Steward Chen's head, Steward Chen could be said to be so wronged that he would not be blind, and his grief and indignation index would be close to Yue Fei of the Storm Pavilion back then.

As for how Steward Chen explained to Chen Siliu that he didn't glance at his wife's chest at all, and then what kind of impression Chen Siliu would have in his heart that "there is no silver three hundred taels here", and what kind of fate would Steward Chen get in the end......

These are no longer Xiao Fan's business.

It's like a naughty cat playing with a ball of yarn, messing up the yarn, and the aftermath is always the owner, and the cat doesn't have to be too careful.

Xiao Fan is the cat who left behind after messing with the yarn ball.

The cat is now taking a brisk step, like a small drop of water, merging into the bustling Jiangpu County Street.

Everything is so novel, so unfamiliar, standing on the noisy street, Xiao Fan felt very panicked, he was like a child lost by his parents, staring blankly at the people on the street coming and going, at a loss for a while, not knowing where to go.

This is a genuine ancient street, the street is all paved with rectangular bluestone, the small buildings or shops with white walls and gray tiles on both sides of the street stand quietly, the eaves of carved railings and phoenixes, and the eaves corners rolled up like meteors in flying horns, everything is so ancient. Men in coarse cloth shirts, scholars in soft silk satin, and even young women in red and green weave by, one by one, and the vendors shout along the streets, and from time to time walk past a few government officials in soap clothes, clapping the iron ruler whip in their hands, swaggering through the street.

Xiao Fan's eyes gradually became a little confused.

This is the Ming Dynasty? The Ming Dynasty, which has existed for 276 years in the long river of history?

This Zhu family dynasty, which is full of the suffering of the people and shows the tenacious life of the grassroots, is like a charming girl, lifting a corner of her mysterious veil, and is quietly and slowly presenting her delicate face in front of Xiao Fan.

Now this dynasty is radiating its vitality, Hongwu 29 years, Zhu Yuanzhang Dingding the world is less than 30 years, this dynasty bears the heavy responsibility of history, has just begun its long journey......

Standing in the noisy city, Xiao Fan was full of emotion for a while, his heart that had been silent for a long time gradually stirred, and a pair of ancient eyes were also shining - if he could travel back to modern times, how good it would be! Theoretically, it is a rare business opportunity to pick up a few porcelain bowls that other people eat here and sell them back to modern times......

Therefore, people must not have greed, and once they have greed, bad luck will follow.

Just when Xiao Fan was full of emotion, a hand that was so dirty that he couldn't distinguish his true colors put on Xiao Fan's shoulder, leaving a jet-black paw print on his washed white and faded robe, which looked as if he had been scratched by Mei Chaofeng, which was extremely eye-catching.

In an unfamiliar environment, Xiao Fan was full of high vigilance against the outside world, and as soon as the dirty hand was on his shoulder, Xiao Fan suddenly reacted violently and jumped forward, and at the same time turned around quickly, staring at the owner of the hand vigilantly.

The owner of the hand is an old man, to be exact, an old Taoist, or more precisely, an old Taoist priest who is sloppy and sloppy, like someone who has just been dug out of the garbage heap.

He was wearing a black and dirty robe, holding a tangled dust like a rag, his hair was messy, his gray sideburns were combed upward, and he was haphazardly pulled into a bun on the top of his head, and then fixed obliquely with a short wooden branch, his face was full of vicissitudes, the skin on his face was dry and cracked, black and white, I don't know if it was unwashed mud or someone beat him and not healed, the corners of his mouth were grinning wide, and most of the missing teeth were shining yellow and yellow in the sun, like a city gate that had been broken by the enemy, There are also a few green leaves in the middle......

At this moment, the sloppy old Taoist priest was grinning at Xiao Fan, his other hand was calm and powerful, holding a dirty banner with four crooked characters written on the flag: "Iron Mouth Straight Break".

Seeing this banner, Xiao Fan immediately understood who he had encountered.

To put it mildly, this is a religious person who practices in Hongchen, to put it mildly, this is a charlatan, who makes a living by fortune-telling, and there are many such liars on the street in the previous life, what is surprising is that for thousands of years, although the tricks of these liars are endless, there are many tricks, but their image has not changed, whisk dust, Taoist robes, plus an unfathomable face, Zhuang Zhouhua's smile, it turns out that this set of standard equipment when deceiving people has been passed down for more than 600 years, if you can go back again, Xiao Fan felt that this set of equipment should be applied for world cultural heritage.

The old Taoist priest stroked the beard of the fairy wind dao bone with his dirty black hand, and then said something unfathomable enough to attract anyone's attention: "This descendant, you have a bad omen!" ”

Xiao Fan was suddenly displeased, frowned and subconsciously said: "You have a bra, your whole family has a bra!" ”

As you know, what charlatans are most afraid of is that you ignore him, if you talk to him, it means that you are entangled by him, and if you are unlucky, you may be entangled by him for a lifetime.

Many years later, whenever Xiao Fan recalled the scene of his encounter with a sloppy Taoist priest, he would always sigh with embarrassment: If he hadn't paid attention to him at that time, or simply stabbed him with his heart, how wonderful the world would be......

After Xiao Fan said this, he immediately felt bad, because he found that the sloppy Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and that look was like seeing a stupid roe deer that had fallen into a hunter's trap.

Before he could react, the sloppy Taoist priest made a lightning shot and grabbed Xiao Fan's wrist, and Xiao Fan's wrist was suddenly imprinted with a distinct black paw print, which was as dazzling as a black sand palm.

"You have a bad omen, you really have a bad omen!" The old Taoist priest's face was full of seriousness, like a doctor who announced that the patient was terminally ill of cancer.

Xiao Fan squinted at him, and his face gradually became gloomy: "Let go!" Or I'll beat you! ”

The old Taoist priest immediately let go, and at the same time obediently wiped the black paw prints on Xiao Fan's wrist with his dirty hand, and as a result, the black paw prints were blurred, and the entire wrist was black.

The old Taoist priest smiled embarrassedly: "Poor Dao doesn't speak, you really have a bad omen." ”

Xiao Fan had seen this kind of liar in his previous life, how could he fall for him?

So Xiao Fan snorted, raised his legs and left.

The old Taoist priest was in a hurry, and shouted a sentence after him, which made Xiao Fan have to stop.

"You are possessed by demons, and disaster is not far away!"

Xiao Fan was taken aback, and immediately looked back at the old Taoist. - Everyone knows that Xiao Fan is a traverser, and he is a traverser who possesses himself and takes away, if according to the words of this era, he is indeed possessed by demons, and that demon is himself.

Originally, this was a secret that no one knew, but now it was shouted out by an old Taoist priest on the noisy street, as a demon itself, of course, he would feel empty-hearted, and there was a feeling that the white lady had touched Fahai. At the same time, he also felt sincere admiration for the old Taoist priest's sharp eyes, and this admiration was the beginning of the tragedy of this book.

"How do you know I'm possessed by a demon?" Xiao Fan asked curiously.

The old Taoist priest snorted, and he couldn't live forever: "The poor Taoist is not a master in the world, of course, you can see it at a glance......"

Xiao Fan looked at him suspiciously: "Are you a master?" ”

The old Taoist priest stroked the beard of the fairy wind Dao bones: "Poor Dao has been practicing in Zhongnan Mountain, astronomy and geography, five elements gossip, and easy to count river patterns, do you think I am a master?" ”

Xiao Fan looked at his Taoist robe that seemed to be dug out of the garbage heap, and frowned: "To be honest, you said that you are a cultivator in Zhongnan Mountain, but it really doesn't look like it...... If you say that you are a tomb robber in Zhongnan Mountain, I will believe ......"

The old Taoist priest was unhappy: "Hey, how can you speak?" Slandering people like this, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha? ”

"Buddha? Aren't you a Taoist priest? Taoist priests worship Buddha? ”

"Ahem, the so-called one law, ten thousand laws, the Buddha is one family, this ...... You don't understand it. ”

Xiao Fan's mind was a little confused, he shook his head vigorously, ignoring the statement of "Buddhism and Taoism", this sloppy Taoist priest saw through that he was a demon at a glance, he just wanted to know how deep this old Taoist priest was.

"What did you mean when you said I was possessed by a demon?"

When Xiao Fan asked this, his hands in his wide sleeves were clenched into fists, and he secretly decided that if this old Taoist priest fooled him with words like "people are fucking born, demons are fucking monsters", he would punch this old bastard so much that he didn't even know his mother......

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest was a very real magic stick, he smiled incomprehensibly, and said, "Do you want to know?" ”

Xiao Fan nodded: "Yes!" ”

The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes, stretched out his black hand, and pretended to pinch his thumb on the index and middle fingers, and then suddenly opened his eyes, staring solemnly ahead, for a long time, stretched out his hand and pointed to the southeast, as if he had discovered the demonic energy, and said in a solemn voice: "Follow me!" ”

Xiao Fan's heart sank, this old Taoist priest really has some Taoism, and he looks very profound, which should not be underestimated.

So Xiao Fan no longer hesitated, and without hesitation, he raised his legs and followed the old Taoist.

The two of them crossed the street one after the other, and walked dozens of steps along the street, the old Taoist priest pinched his position as he walked, and there were words in his mouth, and finally he stopped in front of a restaurant.

The old Taoist priest looked up at the signboard of the restaurant, his face was full of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice: "It's here." ”

The pupils in Xiao Fan's eyes contracted violently: "Here...... What does it have to do with demons? ”

The old Taoist priest shook his head inscrutablely: "It doesn't matter. ”

Xiao Fan's expression became more and more adoring: "Then why did you bring me here?" ”

The old Taoist priest glanced at him: "Don't you want to know how I saw that you were possessed by demons?" ”

"Yes."

"Invite me to a meal, I'll tell you everything."

Xiao Fan's face was as black as charcoal: "............"

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