[The book continues from the above, the last book said that a strange woman to Mo Han came to the Mu family's courtyard, and the leader of the Ma Gang also walked into Rong Bao Zhai and asked Mu Qingming if he had any fortune antiques. Rong Bao Zhai really did not have a fortune antique, Qi Gao left in a huff, unfortunately met a wandering Taoist priest in the city, after looking at the face, told Qi Gao that there was something to attract wealth. 】

In Rong Bao Zhai, after Qi Gao's words landed, he fell into silence.

Shopkeeper Zhang and Mu Qingming's eyes burst out with a stunned gaze, and after turning on Qi Gao's face, they both laughed dumbly.

They have only heard that there are good-looking antiques at this time, and there are antiques with extremely high collection value, but they have not heard of antiques that attract wealth.

When Mu Qingming's anger flashed on Qi Gao's face, he had already smiled and bent down. Qi Gao's face turned blue because of this, and he couldn't help but scold in a deep voice: "What are you laughing at?" ”。

Mu Qingming hurriedly put away his smile, straightened up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there really is no such thing; If you want to attract wealth or something, then you should find Mr. Feng Shui. ”。

Qi Gao sighed when he heard this, and then a little sadness appeared in his eyes: "I found it, it was they who asked me to put a year-old fortune at home, and I came to you." ”。

Mu Qingming saw that Qi Gao was a little helpless on his face, and hurriedly asked him to speak slowly.

"What's wrong with the bottom? Are you so desperate for money? Mu Qingming also sat opposite Qi Gao and asked indifferently.

"Last year, I met a road robber in Tibet, I don't know where this road robber came from, the foreign gun, the rate of fire and the range are not half a star stronger than the broken shotgun in our hand." Qi Gao sighed again, and after his fingers trembled, he said slowly: "They robbed the road and killed people, and they didn't know where they got an earthen cannon and killed many of my subordinates. It was not easy for me to escape with my surviving men, but I lost tens of thousands of goods, not to mention the goods, and when I came back, I had to pay the dead brothers for their families and funeral expenses, and my family was almost emptied. ”。

Although he just said it simply, from the horror that couldn't help but overflow in his eyes, it was not difficult to infer how heavy the losses of Qi Gao's horse gang were due to the robbery this time.

The bravery of the horse gang is well-known in Yunnan, Guichuan and Tibet, and Qi Gao's horse gang is not flying, in addition to being able to bear hardships and stand hard work and make accidents, they are also brave and good fighters. can be robbed by those who can be robbed, it can be seen that they are really advanced weapons when they encounter opponents.

Outside the store, the wind was even stronger, blowing under the guise of hunting. Qi Gao in the store sighed helplessly, spread his hands, and shook his head left and right.

Mu Qingming showed a little pity on his face, and after a long sigh with his sigh, he fell into silence with Qi Gao.

Qi Gao hung his head slightly, and he didn't know if he was thinking about it, or mentioning the dead brothers, and felt guilty and sorry for it.

"I still have some deposit here, if you need it, just ask." After a while, Mu Qingming said without hesitation: "But we really don't have the antiques of fortune. ”。

"Hmm." After relieving himself, Qi Gao nodded in response, then stood up and said, "Then you are busy, I won't bother." ”。

After speaking, he ignored Mu Qingming's retention, hugged his fists and saluted, and then resolutely turned around and left.

Looking at his lost back, Mu Qingming couldn't help but sigh again.

Qi Gao, who hung his head slightly, was higher than Rong Bao Zhai, and he still couldn't be happy in the warm sun. On the contrary, it was a little bit of hot sunshine, which made him feel irritable.

Like a walking corpse, he walked aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Spring City. When the heavy blow was brought up again, the voices of the dead brethren resurfaced in his mind, making him very listless.

I don't know how long I walked like this, Qi Gao was suddenly awakened from listlessness by a deep voice: "That strong man, how about showing you a hexagram in the poor way?" ”。

Qi Gao, who was stunned, suddenly stopped, looked around and found himself standing in a gloomy alley, not too wide on both sides of the alley, with high and thick house walls, which strictly blocked the gradually westerly sunlight, but also brought a slightly cold shadow in the alley.

Qi Gao fled to the prestige, only to see that not far in front of him, there was an old man with white hair standing in front of him, and the Taoist robe on his body fluttered with the wind in the alley. After he took a closer look, he found that although this old Taoist had a mediocre face, a wisp of a goatee under his chin, a mustache on his lips, and a pair of small eyes with inverted triangles, he didn't look like a Taoist priest, but a bit like a strong pill seller.

At this moment, there are only two people in this alley, Lao Dao and Qi Gao. Qi Gao turned his head and looked around a few times, and after seeing that there was no one in front of him, he determined that the old man who was looking at him and smiling was calling him.

"How about letting Poor Dao show you your face once?" Seeing that he didn't move forward, Lao Dao brushed his goatee and said with a smile: "Don't do without money." ”。

Qi Gao didn't know what kind of demon he was in, and when the old Taoist finished speaking, he couldn't help but step forward and came to this old Tao.

Under Qi Gao's nod, Lao Dao looked at the facial features on his face and groaned.

Seeing that his facial features and face were angular, and his eyebrows were thick, he expected him to be a rough person, but then he saw that his eyes were blank, and his gaze was a little scattered. But recently you have encountered a catastrophe, and many people have left you, and you are sad about it. ”。

The old Tao said this before he came out, and Qi Gao was stunned. Under the strong wind, Qi Gao already felt that this old man was not a charlatan, but a master outside the world.

But he still didn't change his face, and just said lightly: "Master, say this again?" ”。

Lao Dao, with his keen observation, saw the surprise in his eyes that flashed away, and he was sure that he was right. So his gaze moved up and landed on the center of Qi Gao's eyebrows.

After looking at it for a moment, he said slowly: "Your Yin Hall is dark and unknown, and surrounded by a fierce aura, you must have encountered a lot of blood and light disasters recently. Looking at your eyes are slightly bloodshot and red, I'm afraid that there are many people involved in this bloody disaster. ”。

Before these words landed, Qi Gao had already nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

Lao Dao smiled, and after bowing his head slightly, he turned around and was about to leave.

Qi Gao grabbed him and exclaimed urgently: "Master, you are a true immortal, save me, I have indeed encountered a lot of troubles recently." ”。 Subsequently, he told Lao Dao in detail how he was robbed and the losses after being robbed.

Lao Dao will not leave, he turned around and walked just for show, and in the next quarter of an hour, he kept the appearance when he was pulled by Qi Gao, listening carefully to Qi Gao's complaints.

After Qi Gao finished speaking, Lao Dao pretended to sigh and said, "Immeasurable Tianzun, it's a pity that so many people have died." ”。

"Yes, Master, be merciful and save me." Qi Gao, who had already regarded him as a life-saving straw, bent his knees as soon as he let go of his hand, and knelt down in front of Lao Dao.

"Please get up, please get up." Lao Dao hurriedly helped him up, and said with a somewhat helpless face: "It's not that Poor Dao doesn't have compassion, but Poor Dao is really powerless now." After finishing speaking, Lao Dao lowered his head slightly again and groaned.

"Master, as long as you can save the disciples, money is not a problem." Qi Gao's face showed a little sudden realization, and he was about to pay for it immediately. But before his hand touched the sleeve, he was held down by Lao Dao's thin right hand that was full of wrinkles and clearly visible green tendons and blood vessels under the skin.

"Poor Dao sees that you are a catastrophe, if you want to resolve it, you need to be fully prepared, you have to let Poor Dao prepare and prepare." Lao Dao then said with a smile.

In the small alley, with the strong wind blowing again, it became much colder.

"So be it." After thinking for a while, the old Tao spoke again: "Three days later, you will go to the ruined temple on the top of Changworm Mountain to find the poor way, and whether you can eliminate this calamity for you at that time depends on your creation." ”。

After finishing the words, this old way sang: "The east is a divine horse, the west is Lingyi, the north is meandering, and the south is a vegetarian." After opening his legs, he floated away step by step, and disappeared from Qi Gao's sight in a blink of an eye.

Qi Gao was stunned in place, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time, thinking that it was just a dream.

And in a blink of an eye, the old road disappeared out of the alley, and continued to the north, coming out of the north gate and ascending the pine-dense Changworm Mountain. As he walked slowly on the hillside, he finally spoke again, and said lightly as if talking to himself, "Wait, this body can become your body." ”。

As soon as his words fell, an evil aura emanated from his body, causing the things around him to instantly languish. At the same time, a weak woman's voice came from his chest under his shirt: "This is a man's body, why don't you find a daughter's body?" ”。

Lao Dao stopped moving forward, and after a little muttering, he replied indifferently: "My daughter's body is not enough yang qi to carry your yin and evil qi. It won't be long before I'll have to find you again. ”。 There is a bit of tenderness in the voice.

"But then you'll see me as a man." Immediately after, the female voice came from his chest again, and this time there was a slight loss in the words.

"It's okay, I remember how beautiful you looked." With a look of anticipation in his eyes, Lao Dao stepped forward again, heading towards the top of the mountain.

"When I have a body, I will suck in the longevity of the people in this city. The people in this city are all nourished by a powerful aura, and their yang shou must be delicious too. As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Dao's chest sounded the sound of "sucking" and sucking saliva.

"Hmm." Lao Dao didn't have any extra words, just answered.

"Let me see the sun, I haven't seen it in a long time." After a moment, the weak female voice came from his chest again.

Lao Dao didn't say anything, but after finding a place with dense shade and standing still, he gently unbuttoned his robe, exposing his chest.

The birds around them stopped abruptly, as if some natural predator had appeared, and they were all so frightened that they shut up one after another.

In the shadows, I could see a fist-sized mass of blood-red sarcoma on the left chest of the old man, covered with protruding green tendons that were beating with his pulse. And between these green tendons, there is also a mouth and a pair of bright snake eyes.

When the mouth opened slightly, a scarlet letter spat out of it, shaking only to make a small hissing sound, which was extremely strange.

What will this evil way do with sarcoma? And what is the sarcoma that spits out the hyacinth? I want to know what happened next, and listen to the next breakdown.