Early the next morning, the crossbowman was woken up by Qing Xiaoxiao.

The crossbowman slept soundly last night, as if he was snuggled in Ah Niang's arms when he was a child.

Today's Qing Xiaoxiao has lost the sentimentality of a mature woman like yesterday, wearing a long blue-green dress, and her original figure is that kind of curvaceous, which is particularly beautiful; The face is slightly powdered, and the eyebrows are picturesque, and there is an ingenious freshness.

When the sleepy-eyed crossbowman saw such a beautiful woman, he thought he was still dreaming. If it weren't for Qing's little laughter, he would have been pinched by someone to doubt his life.

The woman in front of her was fragrant, but the crossbow man didn't dare to take a few more looks.

After a simple wash, the crossbow man and the aunt ate something, it is two famous osmanthus cakes out of the city, before A-Niang also liked this osmanthus cake, whenever the golden osmanthus is fragrant, always love to let the osmanthus, Piaoxiang two little maids collect more nectar for themselves, it is time for the New Year's Festival, so that they can cook in person.

A-Niang's osmanthus cake is much better than the one sold by the merchants in the city, probably because it is full of the taste of mother's love.

The crossbowman ate a little silently, Qing Xiaoxiao on the side seemed to know something, her eyes were full of loss, her cooking skills were always inferior to her sister, she sighed, "In some time, the ten million golden cinnamon in the city should be opened." ”

The crossbow man listened to it in his ears, and his heart was full of emotion and helplessness.

Flowers and birds on the branches of Yangui,

How many years have passed since the two left;

On the day of returning from practice in another country,

People go to the building and leave the world empty.

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The two of them traveled together, and when Chaolu dispersed in the morning, they had already traveled 20 miles outside of Liyang Town.

There is a crossroads here, go south to the two leaving the city, west out of Yangguan, east to Luohua County, and the Hanshan Taoist Temple they want to go to is in the back mountain of Yunlai Town, which is halfway to the city.

The crossbowman dismounted, and he didn't care whether he rested or not, but after all, he had his aunt with him, and his demeanor as a man still had to be taken out.

Qing Xiaoxiao dismounted, guessed the crossbowman's intentions, and thought it was funny, how could he be so delicate, but after thinking about it, he seemed quite relieved, the little fart child finally grew up and knew how to feel sorry for people.

Qing Xiaoxiao led his jujube red horse, followed behind the crossbowman, the crossbow man beside him couldn't help but look back at the jujube red horse, the horse's face was blushing, as if he had drunk two taels of peach blossom brew, the jujube red horse was too lazy to pay attention to him, a "country bad horse" who was not as tall as his own physique, and dared to covet his own "beauty", so that other horses listened, and did not laugh off his big teeth.

The crossbowman felt something, and gave the fool a brain, and this guy restrained a little, smiled at Qing Xiaoxiao's embarrassment, and made the beautiful sister-in-law happy.

The two walked south along the intersection for more than ten meters, and there was a tea shop under an ancient tree on the side of the road, which reminded the crossbowman of the same herbal tea shop outside Yuma Pass.

At this moment, the shop was empty, and the boss and the man did not know where to go, so the two of them pondered, and first tied their horses to the tree and then went to see.

As soon as I bypassed the shop, I saw two people around the corner of the shop, an old man and a young man, who should be the shopkeeper and the guy in the shop. I saw a fortune teller sitting cross-legged in front of them, with a yellow flag in his hand, two mustaches at the corners of his mouth, and he was talking to the two of them.

The two were obviously agitated.

As he spoke, the fortune teller touched his neck with his hand and coughed a few times. The older man hurriedly shouted a few words to the young man beside him, and the young man hurriedly turned around when he heard this, not noticing that Xiaodao and the woman, who had been watching behind them for a long time, hit their heads on the ass of the fool.

At this time, the fool was facing the ancient tree with his buttocks, and his head was "courteous" to the jujube red horse beside Qing Xiaoxiao. Which Cheng wanted to have a close contact with the horse's buttocks, and when he was nervous, he actually let go of a "shocking sound".

The face of the foolish horse was "red", and he couldn't express a few points, but he was tragically "poisoned by a traitor", which caused him to lose face, if it weren't for the crossbowman pulling the reins, I am afraid that the young man would "not live until noon".

When the jujube red horse saw the "performance" of the fool, he was even more exaggerated than Qing Xiaoxiao beside him, his red mane stood up straight, and the horse's nose sounded.

The young man was so smoked that he retched, and when he looked up, he saw someone behind him, first surprised, and then only embarrassed. But after being a junior for so many years, this bit of deflated is already commonplace, and he apologized to the crossbowman who had been laughing for a long time, and then smiled at the phoenix-eyed girl behind him, before he spoke, "The two distinguished guests are from afar, the little one doesn't know, and he was negligent and offended just now, and I hope the guest officer will not go to his heart." ”

The crossbow man smiled and replied, "The little second brother smiled, it was the poor management of the trail that made you fall for this foolish way, it should be my apology." ”

The fool on the side didn't know that he was talking about himself at the moment, and his eyes had never been taken away since they stopped on the jujube red horse just now.

When the young junior heard this, his heart was full of emotion, and among the guests like Xiaodaoren, who came and went from north to south, he was the first one to apologize to himself after he was offended.

Without further ado, he quickly helped the two of them tie the horse to the entrance of the shop.

The crossbowman was afraid that the two horses would be together, and he would not be able to give birth to any moths, and he deliberately tied them to both sides, and he was not happy.

The two followed the young boy into the shop and sat down, and there was an angry voice from the side of the shop, "Ah tea, where did you die, let you bring a bowl of tea to the fairy chief, why is it so slow, the daughter-in-law at home gave birth..."

When the voice came, the young junior suddenly remembered, and asked the two crossbowmen to wait for a while, and then he ran into the pantry behind the counter in a hurry.

When he came up with a large bowl of tea, the fortune teller and the shopkeeper next to the shop had already entered the shop.

The old man scolded and pointed to his nose and scolded a few words, and then asked the fortune teller to sit down with a smile, and saw that there were two guests sitting at the table next to him, and scolded with a smile and asked the young boy to quickly serve tea for the guests, and he sat next to the fortune teller.

The young junior put a large bowl of tea on the fortune teller's table, and went into the pantry again with a quick movement.

The fortune teller lifted the tea bowl on the table and took a big sip, his face suddenly became a little more comfortable, he cleared his throat, and said to the old shopkeeper, "Did we talk about your son-in-law entering Beijing to take the exam just now?" ”

The old shopkeeper nodded again and again, and the fortune teller suddenly pinched his fingers, and his tone improved a lot, for fear that others would not hear it, "The old shopkeeper, your son is a peach blossom in his life, and he can't delay the entrance exam in Beijing any longer, otherwise it will be difficult to get ahead in this life." ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes were horrified, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and muttered in his mouth, "The fairy chief is really a serious word, but my family was hooked by the widow of the village, and he didn't think about tea and dinner all day, and he didn't even go to the school." ”

The old man raised his head, and then pleaded, "It is not easy to ask the immortal to take pity on the little old man and have a son, and point to a clear way." ”

The old man kowtowed to the ground again.

The fortune teller on the table squinted and smiled, and he didn't mean to help the old man.

On the other hand, the crossbow man couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly got up and helped the old man up, and smiled at the fortune teller, "Since Mr. is willing to solve the old man's doubts, that is, he has already had a countermeasure, and please ask Mr. to help people to the end for the sake of the old man, and send the Buddha to the west." ”

The fortune teller pretended to be deep, deflated his eyes and interjected the little Taoist, unmoved.

The old man saw that he was about to kneel down and kowtow again, and Qing Xiaoxiao behind the crossbowman suddenly spoke, "Sir, what kind of helper is this, I only tell people why, but I don't tell people how." ”

Qing Xiaoxiao's tone was tactful, and his voice was like a heavenly sound, and it didn't seem like he was questioning to the crossbowman, but like he was complaining.

The fortune teller listened to the words of the girl in the green dress, as if he had eaten spring honey, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "The girl is right, but this life is short, it is better to be happy in time, since some things are destined, then you can't force them." Even the people of heaven dare not disobey it, and I am a warlock in the rivers and lakes, how dare I say more..."

As soon as the fortune teller said this, the old man's heart suddenly became cold, and the old man's eyes were full of tears, and he was about to cry.

The fortune teller paused for a moment, took a sip of tea, and continued, "However, I relied on this place to eat, and all I wanted was peace of mind and comfort, so why do I care about so many reasons." Don't be excited, the old shopkeeper has a yellow charm here, and one day you will stick it at the door of your son-in-law and the widow's house, and bad things will become good things. ”

The old man immediately held back the tears in his eyes, took the yellow talisman, thanked the fortune teller happily, and shouted to the young boy who had already brought tea to the two crossbowmen on the side, "Ah tea, serve the best tea to the fairy chief, and then bring all the money from the counter." ”

After the old man finished shouting, he carefully took the yellow talisman into his arms, and could not hide the joy on his face.

In less than a moment, Ah Cha had already put two pots of good "Jing Laichun" on the table for three people, and then tinkered with it on the counter a few times, and half a bag of silver coins was placed in front of the fortune teller.

The fortune teller refused, and said in his mouth, "I tell fortunes, collect money according to my mood, and today I rarely meet people in the rivers and lakes who can speak, and I am in a good mood, so the old shopkeeper will not sweep this Yaxing." ”

The old man wanted to kneel down again to thank him, but he was kicked by the fortune teller, so he didn't dare to make another big salute.

After the fortune teller finished speaking, he stroked two handfuls of mustaches with his hands, smiled at the two crossbowmen at the adjacent table, and said, "It's better for the little real person and the girl to get together with the old brother and talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes." ”

The crossbowman gladly accepted, and pulled Qing Xiaoxiao to sit at the fortune teller's table.

Ah Cha poured tea for the three of them, and retreated to the counter with the old shopkeeper.

The fortune teller took a sip of the hot tea he had just served, and said to the two, "Meeting is fate, and the old brother looks at the two faces, it shouldn't be a couple." ”

Qing Xiaoxiao heard the words and took a sip of tea and sprayed it on the crossbowman's face.

The crossbowman looked at his sister-in-law with an innocent face, fortunately, he had rough skin and thick meat, otherwise he would have paid off this hot tea.

After simply wiping it with his robe, the crossbowman said to the fortune teller, "Mr. is really a god, how can Xiaodao be blessed to marry a beautiful woman like my aunt." ”

Qing Xiaoxiao was still thinking about how to target the crossbowman when she heard the first half of the sentence, but as soon as the second half of the sentence came out, she suddenly smiled like a flower, and she didn't forget to stare at the little Taoist who told the truth.

The fortune teller's heart finally let go of the stone, in fact, he didn't know that the two were not married, but he couldn't help but want to ask.

The three of them began to talk about some interesting things in the rivers and lakes, and after the third bowl of tea was in the stomach, the crossbow man had already planned to leave, and the fortune teller brother saw this, and suddenly asked, "Xiao Zhenren has had a sad thing recently." ”

The crossbowman nodded suddenly.

The fortune teller continued, "It's better to let the old brother calculate a hexagram." ”

The crossbowman hesitated.

The fortune teller chased, "It's not allowed not to collect money." There was a gleam in his eyes.

Qing Xiaoxiao on the side nodded and agreed to the crossbowman, and the crossbowman was not easy to refuse.

I saw that the fortune teller took out a few copper plates from his sleeve, which should be a special Taoist thing, a fortune teller for others.

He covered the copper plate with both hands, swayed left and right, and said something in his mouth, spilling the copper plate on the table with a "poof", looking at the hexagram made by the copper plate on the table, he began to worry, and the mustache at the corner of his mouth also trembled slightly.

The two of them waited for a long time, but they didn't see the old brother speak, Qing Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask, "Fortune teller, you are talking, is it auspicious or vicious, my little nephew can still bear it." ”

The crossbow man nodded, and the fortune teller frowned and slowly spoke, "Little Zhenren, your hexagram is also strange, the auspicious and evil are unpredictable, and the old brother is not easy to say." ”

The crossbowman was also a little anxious, and urged on the side, "Brother just talk about it, whether it is good or bad, just like you said before, it is fate, and Xiaodao doesn't dare to force it." ”

The fortune teller brother said with confidence, "This hexagram has no root and no source, and it is inextricably linked, and it is difficult to explain it for a while, but the general trend is quite clear. ”

After the old brother finished speaking, he sighed a few times.

The matter in the crossbowman's heart, although the fortune teller brother did not make it clear, but he was also extremely clear, he didn't expect this person to really have such magical powers, and he hugged his fist to the fortune teller brother and thanked him, "What the old brother said is in my heart, Xiaodao is very grateful, there is still half a day to go, so I won't bother too much." ”

After speaking, the crossbowman clenched his fists again, and Qing Xiaoxiao on the side also knew what it said, which was quite accurate, and put the half-bag of coins that the crossbowman gave him when he set off on the table, and pulled the crossbowman to the counter to settle the bill.

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When the figures of the two disappeared from view, the fortune teller in the tea shop got up, with an extra money bag in his hand, opened the money bag and looked at it, regretting it, "What a loser, one bag has become half a bag..."

The old shopkeeper and Xiao Erah Cha at the counter behind him also changed their appearance at this moment, they are two Tsing Yi Xiaodao, they look different, but they act with the same mind.

Yidao faced the table, stood up and looked at the figure of the crossbow man who had gone away just now and said, "Eighth Senior Brother, is it too much for you to do this, if Master He..."

Before Xiaodao finished speaking, the figure said angrily, "The sky is falling, you senior brother and I are carrying it, you have two hairs, and you are as unenlightened as the 'little bastard'..."