On the streets of Surabaya, the flow of people is like a tide. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As the time for the Surabaya Festival gets closer and closer, all kinds of shops and stalls in Surabaya City have sprung up everywhere, and the whole Surabaya City is also crowded with people, and it is not possible to see some people wearing Taoist robes interspersed among pedestrians.

"Young master, this Surabaya City has become so lively."

On the street, Qing'er looked at the crowded pedestrians around her and let out a sigh, they had also been to Surabaya City before, but there was no such prosperity.

When I saw it at this time, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Xu Meng nodded, looked around, and there were some young people wearing Taoist robes in the crowd rubbing shoulders, often walking in groups, and they were all dressed in the same way, and they should be disciples of the same sect.

"Of course, the Surabaya Festival will be held in a few days, and if you don't come again, you will have to miss the Surabaya Festival, so this Surabaya City is so lively."

Chen Dongling nodded and explained to Qing'er, there was a little pride in her tone, but a little surprise flashed in her eyes, and it was the first time she had seen Surabaya City like this.

Sure enough, it is a grand event in the cultivation world.

But when he saw Xu Meng on the side, he snorted and turned his head.

Yuan Feiyun looked at Chen Dongling, who was angry, a few traces of helplessness and smile flashed on her delicate face, since that day, Chen Dongling has always been in this state for Xu Meng.

Qing'er's coquettish voice made the people on the side look sideways, but they stopped paying attention in an instant.

During this period of time in Surabaya, the flow of people coming and going has increased several times, mostly some high-ranking people wearing Taoist robes and fairy wind bones, or some richly dressed talents and handsome people, filling the streets and alleys of Surabaya City.

Often when you go out, you will see many people wearing Taoist robes, and they are all used to it, so it is not strange.

Suddenly, when Xu Meng and the four of them walked to a street corner, a shouting voice came from a distance, "Come on, come on, take a look, count the hexagram, only take ten gold for one hexagram, don't want money if it doesn't work." ”

Xu Meng and the four of them turned their heads to look, there was a stall at the corner of the street, there was only one table, a middle-aged Taoist, a canvas, and a book on the canvas, "Ziwei Doushu, one hexagram and ten gold." ”

The middle-aged Taoist man had an ordinary face, sitting behind the desk, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with some greasy dirt on it, a wooden hairband on his head, a hairpin inserted obliquely, and a few strands of long hair scattered aside, quite sloppy.

Although there were a lot of pedestrians, like a sea of people, there were no people in the middle-aged Taoist's stall, probably frightened by the price of ten gold hexagrams.

"The Surabaya Festival is about to start, and these people from three sects and nine streams have also come out." Chen Dongling looked at the middle-aged Taoist for a while, shook his head and said.

She didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of mana from the other party's body, not to mention, the other party's skin was loose, the pupils were very cloudy, and the turbidity on her body was overflowing, she really didn't look like a cultivator.

Most likely, it's a charlatan.

"Yo, Master Wang, are you out of the stall again today? According to me, do you have to drop your hexagram money, how many years have you been here, and I have never seen anyone ask you for a hexagram. ”

At this time, a fat man in simple clothes walked up from the side, shook his head at the middle-aged Taoist and said, his words were full of ridicule.

It seems that he is very familiar with the middle-aged Taoist who set up this stall.

Sure enough, a hint of pride flashed in Chen Dongling's eyes.

"No, no, no, the poor hexagram money will not come down, and besides, I calculated a hexagram for myself before I went out today, and someone must come to me to calculate the hexagram today." The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said, with a serious face.

"Then if you are developed, you should take more care of our neighbors." The fat man said with a smile at the middle-aged Taoist, his face full of a look of good show.

"Go and go, don't bother me with my business." The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand and drove the fat man away, and then found Xu Meng and a few people, and the middle-aged Taoist hurriedly greeted Xu Meng a few times, "Few, do you want to count hexagrams?" If it doesn't work, you don't want money. ”

Xu Meng stared at the middle-aged Taoist for a while, then smiled, stepped forward, and sat in front of the middle-aged Taoist.

"Young Master?"

Qing'er screamed in confusion, and Chen Dongling's face was also a little puzzled, this person is obviously a liar, why do you still have to find the other party to tell the hexagram?

"This nobleman, but do you want to count a hexagram?"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw the guests, his expression lifted slightly, but his face still did not change, he stroked his long beard, and made a look of a master.

It's just that the clothes on the body are too sloppy and unconvincing.

"Yes."

Xu Meng nodded, and then looked at the middle-aged Taoist, "I don't know what kind of algorithm it is?" ”

"I don't know what this noble man is trying to count? Is it good luck and evil? Or is it a future? The middle-aged Taoist smiled, and his words were full of confidence.

"If you have the ability, you can calculate a hexagram for me first." Chen Dongling inserted a bar horizontally, raised his eyebrows slightly, approached the middle-aged Taoist, and glanced at Xu Meng provocatively.

Xu Meng shook his head helplessly, since Chen Dongling knew his intentions, he had a kind of hostility and went against him everywhere.

"Hehehe... This young lady, I don't know what you want to count? ”

Seeing that business was coming again, the middle-aged Taoist turned his head to look at Chen Dongling with a smile on his face, and said with a smile.

"You... Calculate the purpose of my trip. ”

Chen Dongling froze slightly, she just did it casually, what could she think about, frowned and thought for a while, and finally thought of a question.

The middle-aged Taoist nodded, looked up at Chen Dongling a few times, and then pinched his right hand and muttered to himself.

It was only after a moment that I heard the middle-aged Taoist exhale a long breath, as if relieved, "Okay." ”

"And what did you figure out?" Chen Dongling hurriedly asked, and Qing'er and Yuan Feiyun also hurriedly looked at the middle-aged Taoist.

"I'm afraid the purpose of Miss's trip is going to be frustrated."

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head, making Chen Dongling's pretty face change slightly, and glanced at Xu Meng, isn't the purpose of her trip frustrated.

Then he looked at the middle-aged Taoist in disbelief, could it be that this person was really a master?

"How? Miss, am I accurate? ”

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and stroked his beard, full of smiles, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Chen Dongling's complexion changed so that Qing'er and Yuan Feiyun were a little confused, looking at Chen Dongling's face, could this person really be accurate?

"Count on how much skill you have." The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, Chen Dongling angrily dropped a piece of gold and stood behind.

"Okay, Childe, I don't know what Childe wants to count?" The middle-aged Taoist turned his head and looked around, and put away the gold preciously, and his careful appearance was funny.

"Calculate it as you like, the Taoist can play as he pleases."

Xu Meng shook his head, what kind of arithmetic is a middle-aged Taoist just now, it's just some charlatanism, just by looking at Chen Dongling's face, he calculated this hexagram.

"In that case, it's even better."

The middle-aged Taoist laughed, then closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes and stared at Xu Meng tightly, with a bit of seriousness in his eyes, "If I'm right, Gongzi shouldn't appear here." ”

"Oh?"

Xu Meng's eyes were slightly strange, he sat up straight, and looked straight at the middle-aged Taoist, "Then where should I appear?" ”

"Childe should be in Suzhou at the moment, where there is still Childe's fate."

The middle-aged Taoist also stared at Xu Meng tightly, then sat up straight, and said with a smile, "I don't know if I'm accurate?" ”

"Qing'er, give money."

Xu Meng glanced at the middle-aged Taoist lightly and commanded.

"Huh? Oh. ”

Qing'er was a little stunned, she didn't understand what the middle-aged Taoist was saying at all.

"Thank you, Childe."

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and received the gold in his arms, and then his body shook slightly, and he fell on the table weakly.

Just after a while, the middle-aged Taoist raised his head again, but his expression was a little confused, he turned his head to look at the flow of people around him, and was suddenly startled, "Why am I here?" ”

"Let's go."

Xu Meng looked at the expression of the middle-aged Taoist, and stood up, his expression was indifferent, and there was a flash of divine light in his eyes.

Suzhou?

White lady?

Which side is it?

Soon, the figures of Xu Meng and the four disappeared into the flow of people.