Seeing that the old man was beaten and his face was covered in blood, the faces of the other fortune tellers turned white with fright. At this time, Wang Muyang smiled at them and asked, "Who else wants to tell fortunes?" ”

Those fortune tellers twitched all over, and suddenly scattered like birds and beasts. The street, which was originally only five or six meters wide, actually gave way to a five-meter-wide road, and those fortune tellers were sitting or squatting on the side of the road, all of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Wang Muyang.

They know that today they have met the true God!

"Brother Yang, it's amazing!"

Zhu Fei was also dumbfounded, and gave Wang Muyang a thumbs up, "Have time to teach me, calculate so accurately, are you afraid that you won't be able to make money?" ”

"Okay, if you are not afraid of becoming blind in the future, I will teach you." Wang Muyang said leisurely.

"So serious?" Zhu Fei obviously didn't believe it, there are always a few fortune tellers on this street who have real skills, and they haven't seen anyone blind!

Wang Muyang saw that he didn't believe it, so he explained: "The skill of face-to-face fortune-telling reveals the secret of heaven and violates the harmony of heaven. It's okay to occasionally count the good fortune and avoid the evil, but if you count too much, you will be punished by heaven. The blindness is light, and the severe paralysis in bed, even if you die, you can't live, and you can't live. ”

"Those who really have the ability will not come to tell fortunes and damage their own merits. Only these scammers, who don't even know the consequences, will make money from this. Therefore, when you meet a fortune teller in the future, just refuse directly, unless the other party doesn't want anything, otherwise you will definitely be a liar. ”

Zhu Fei nodded, thinking that it was better to forget it, he would rather be poor than blind. As for paralysis, he couldn't even think about it.

The East Street is not long, less than two kilometers, and on both sides are some shops related to occult arts and the dead, among which the funeral lines are the most, and then there are shops that measure words and fortunes and look at feng shui.

But Wang Muyang saw the depth in his eyes, and shook his head again and again.

Seeing that he was about to reach the end, the sound of chanting scriptures suddenly came to his ears.

"The Tao is the way, the very way; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. Nameless, the beginning of all things. Famous, Mother of All Things......"

Tao Te Ching!

Wang Muyang was a little immature when he heard the voice of chanting, chuckled, and walked into the store.

Although Zhu Fei didn't know why, he also followed in.

This shop is not big, and there is a pair of green lion stone carvings at the door, sitting on the left and right. A large blood-red coffin was placed in the center, and the goods on the left and right shelves were placed in a mess.

There was a teenage boy with a beautiful face sitting in front of the big blood coffin stacking ingots, reciting the Tao Te Ching in his mouth, shaking his head, but he didn't find Wang Muyang and Zhu Fei coming in.

Wang Muyang didn't speak, and watched the boy chant with his hands behind his back.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs. Between heaven and earth, it is still ...... It's ......"

Back here, the boy suddenly got stuck, and his neck was about to break and he didn't remember.

"Between heaven and earth, what is it? Void but unyielding, moving and out. Wang Muyang reminded.

This is a Taoist classic, Wang Muyang has been memorizing it every day since he entered the Tao, and he will recite it silently when he gets up in the morning, which has become a habit.

The boy found that someone had come in, but he was not surprised when he opened his eyes, but smiled at Wang Muyang, laughed out of two cute dimples, and continued to recite, "It's better to keep the middle than to talk too much." ”

After reading, the boy put down the work in his hand and smiled at Wang Muyang: "You are also a Taoist child?" ”

"Dao...... Dao Tong? Wang Muyang's eyelids trembled, thinking to himself what kind of eyes this little guy had, and he actually regarded him, a heavenly master, as a Taoist child!

He smiled bitterly and asked, "Why do you think I'm a Taoist boy?" ”

The boy said matter-of-factly: "Only Taoist children recite the Tao Te Ching every day. ”

Wang Muyang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Who told you?" ”

The boy said, "It's the master who said it, I'm a Taoist boy and I have to read it every day, but if he's not, I don't need to read it." ”

Wang Muyang's face darkened, and he said in his heart What kind of pit father master, he is not more reliable than Yu Zhenzi. Of course, Taoist classics should be recited every day, and the old and new should be recited every day, and the Tao should be comprehended from them. With such an unreliable master, it's a pity that the boy has such good qualifications.

However, the most taboo in the Dao Sect was to interfere with other people's disciples, Wang Muyang could only sigh secretly and ask, "What's your name?" ”

The boy smiled cutely and said, "My name is Luo Ning." ”

Wang Muyang and Zhu Fei were both stunned, and Zhu Fei asked cautiously: "Do you know Luo Lin?" ”

The boy thought for a moment and shook his head.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the names were so similar, they thought it was Lorraine's relative, but it turned out that they were self-inflicted.

"Luo Ning Little Daoyou, where is your master?" Wang Muyang asked.

A wicked smile appeared on Luo Ning's cute little face, but he didn't answer, and stretched out his little hand in front of Wang Muyang.

"What?" Wang Muyang looked confused.

Luo Ning glanced at him, and said with disgust: "I don't even understand this, I pay to knock on the door!" ”

Wang Muyang was amused and asked in confusion: "What door do you knock on?" ”

"Of course, it's my master's door." Luo Ning sighed solemnly, shook his head and said, "My master's door is not a casual knock. On that Chinese New Year's Eve, I dreamed of wetting the bed, so I went to knock on Master's door, but it was not Master who opened the door, but Widow Wang in the opposite shop. When Widow Wang saw me, she covered her face and ran away, but I was beaten up by the master for no reason and locked up for three days. So knocking on Master's door is risky and there is a fee! ”

“……”

Wang Muyang and Zhu Fei suddenly had black lines on their faces.

This kid was obviously beaten because he ruined the good deeds of his master and the widow Wang, and it has something to do with whether he knocked on the door or not?

There is no way to take this ghostly little guy, Wang Muyang directly gave Zhang a hundred yuan bill, "This is always okay, right?" ”

After getting the money, Luo Ning smiled like a flower, carefully folded it and put it close to his body, and ran to the back.

After a while, Luo Ning ran out alone.

"Where's your master?" Wang Muyang asked curiously.

"My master said that he is not here, let you come again next time!" Luo Ning said in a milky voice.

Wang Muyang's eyelids twitched fiercely, is this kid funny? He's not there, who told you to say that?

"You little bastard, let you betray me!"

As soon as Luo Ning's words fell, a slipper flew out from behind and smashed it into Luo Ning's little head. Xiao Luoning seemed to be prepared, and ducked with his head slightly lowered.

Then a sloppy middle-aged man came out from behind, his clothes were greasy, all kinds of handprints, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and he didn't trim it.

"Master, I'm going to send ingots to my husband's house, don't look for me if you're fine, don't look for me if you have something, you can't find it anyway!"

Seeing the master come out, Luo Ning stuck out his tongue, picked up the ingots he had just folded and ran away.

It's too late for the sloppy middle-aged to chase after him, because Luo Ning is a well-known scud on this street, and he may not be able to catch up.

"You ......"

The middle-aged man was just about to ask Wang Muyang what he meant, when he caught a glimpse of Zhu Fei, he was stunned and asked, "You have been poisoned by corpses?" ”

"The seniors are polite." Wang Muyang stepped forward and hugged his fists and made a handprint of the Daomen, "Under the 100,000 mountains, Yuzhenguan, Yuzhenzi, Wang Muyang!" ”

"Oh?"

The middle-aged man was obviously taken aback, and hurriedly returned the salute, "It turned out to be a high disciple of Master Yu Zhenzi, and he has admired his name for a long time." Boarding the humble house really makes the humble house shine. My name is Qiu Ghost, and everyone calls me Old Ghost. ”