It is also strange to say that after walking on the bridge, the middle-aged man seemed to be unable to see Lin Xiu, but turned his head to the side.

The noise followed, the steps on the bridge were covered with moss, the stone walls were carved with exotic beasts, and the bridge was lined with willow trees on both sides.

Walking through the streets, there is a feeling of going back in time.

"Qingfeng Pavilion?"

Lin Xiu looked at the plaque suspiciously, a building similar to a courtyard, two willow trees fluttering in front of the door, and thought puzzledly: "Shouldn't it be Qingshui Pavilion?" How is Seifukaku? ”

At this moment, the closed door opened, and a child of eight or nine years old stepped out.

"Please come in, Master Qing Shui has been waiting for you for a long time!" The child was dressed in a gray robe and half-bent over to make a gesture of please.

Lin Xiu arched his hand at the child and stepped towards Qingfeng Pavilion.

"Do you know this Master Qingshui?" Lin Xiu asked Li Xiaoyao in his heart.

Li Xiaoyao shook his head slightly: "Qingfeng Pavilion's words, I know a little bit. ”

"Qingfeng Pavilion is named after the Taoist name of Qingfeng, one of the elders of Wudang Mountain, four hundred years ago, the master of Qingfeng Pavilion was Qingfeng Immortal, and the art of divination can be said to be unique in the world, four hundred years later, this is the first time I have heard the news of Qingfeng Pavilion."

On the way, Li Xiaoyao told Lin Xiu some things about Qingfeng Pavilion, and Lin Xiu learned that Qingfeng Pavilion was equivalent to the people's 'public servant'.

The style of this Qingfeng Pavilion just suited Lin Xiu's taste, and Li Xiaoyao was thinking about whether to expose his identity, in today's world, there is no one in Wudang Mountain who is higher than his seniority.

But considering Lin Xiu's current situation, if he was to explain it all, I am afraid that the situation would be quite bad.

As Li Xiaoyao thought, in the turmoil of Wudang Mountain four hundred years ago, many Taoist techniques were lost, and the most rare of them was the Taiji swordsmanship.

At present, the most important thing is that I don't know if the Qingfeng Pavilion Pavilion Master's divination has calculated Li Xiaoyao, and it is rumored that the strongest ability of each generation of Qingfeng Pavilion Pavilion Master is not combat ability, but divination.

"Master Qing Shui is inside, please let you in by yourself, I'm not qualified to see Master yet, I'm sorry." The gray-robed child bent down and clenched his fists.

The short journey made Li Xiaoyao have a result in his heart, that is, to hide himself, and he must wait for Lin Xiu to have a certain ability to protect himself before he can reveal his identity.

"It's okay, you go get busy." Lin Xiu then bent down and clenched his fists and said.

Squeak –

Lin Xiu gently pushed open the door, as if entering the ancient living room, there was a person sitting on the chair directly above, holding a teacup in his hand, elegant movements, making people feel refreshed, wearing a white robe, with a golden Dao crown, looking like a fairy wind and bones.

"You want to use the peachwood sword, right?" Master Qing Shui took a sip of tea and said slowly.

The divination person is different, needless to say, he already knows what you want, Lin Xiu nodded with excitement: "Yes." ”

Master Qing Shui put down the teacup, picked up a peachwood sword from the table, stroked it, and handed it to Lin Xiu.

As soon as Lin Xiu took a step, the smile on his face stopped, and he looked at Master Qing Shui suspiciously.

"I wonder why Master Shimizu gave me a useless peachwood sword?" Lin Xiu asked with a strange face.

After being recognized, Master Qing Shui was shocked in his heart, he was only in the middle of the Taoist realm, and his eyesight was not bad, and he could know at a glance that this peachwood sword was made of ordinary wood.

Of course, without Li Xiaoyao's reminder, Lin Xiu would have taken this wooden sword a long time ago, and he couldn't get the real peachwood sword.

"I just want to test your juniors, if you don't even have this bit of eyesight, then it's just a waste to give you a peachwood sword." Master Qing Shui looked bitter and said with hatred that iron is not made of steel.

Lin Xiu smiled faintly, and didn't say anything, after all, he came here just to get the peachwood sword, not to fight between words.

"Okay, okay, take this peachwood sword, this sword has a bit of a history, I hope you can play a role." Master Qing Shui threw a wooden sword with a painful face, which looked similar to the previous wooden sword.

After Li Xiaoyao saw the wooden sword, he twitched all over, and shouted in his heart: "Catch the kid!" ”

Lin Xiu, who grabbed the peachwood sword, looked over and over, but didn't find any difference, looking at the appearance, this peachwood sword was not as good as the previous sword, but Lin Xiu would not say these words.

"Interested in joining the Qingfeng Pavilion, junior? Once you've joined, you'll have the choice of Dao magic weapons. Master Qing Shui offered extremely tempting conditions and squinted at Lin Xiu.

However, Lin Xiu smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you Master Qing Shui for the invitation, the juniors are so idle, I'm afraid they won't be able to stay in Qingfeng Pavilion." ”

When he heard that Lin Xiu was selected by the Dao magic weapon, Lin Xiu was already moved, and Li Xiaoyao said lightly: "As long as you are not afraid of death, then go and join and try." ”

"What happened here?" Lin Xiu complained bitterly in his heart.

It is rare to meet a Taoist magic weapon to choose, and soon he will be promoted and raised, become CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and embark on the rhythm of the peak of life, but he will be doused by a basin of cold water.

Master Qing Shui's invitation was hopeless, so he waved his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Then I won't leave you here, if there is anyone I can help with, come to Qingfeng Pavilion to find me at any time." ”

Lin Xiu arched his hand: "Okay, the juniors will leave." ”

After leaving Qingfeng Pavilion, Lin Xiu put on his peach wood sword and walked towards the noisy street.

In the Qingfeng Pavilion, Master Qing Shui touched his chin and said to himself: "I can't even see through my divination, this son is definitely not a thing in the pool!" ”

On the noisy street, a worried middle-aged man, interspersed with the crowd, kept looking around, hoping to find the legendary bridge.

is also a fallen person at the end of the world, if Lin Xiu hadn't met Li Xiaoyao, I'm afraid the end would not be much better than this middle-aged man.

"Hey! You haven't found it yet? Lin Xiu patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and asked.

The middle-aged man turned around and found that it was Lin Xiu, shook his head helplessly, and said with a sad face: "How can it be so easy, if I can't find it today, what can my daughter do." ”

Lin Xiu patted his chest and said confidently: "Wrap it up on me, you take me back, and I'll help you solve the problem." ”

"You? Can it really work? The middle-aged man asked suspiciously, looked at Lin Xiu, who was dressed as a high school student in front of him, and after seeing the peachwood sword on his back, he sighed and said, "Anyway, I can't find Master Qingshui, so I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor." ”

On the way, the middle-aged man told Lin Xiu what had happened.

It happened three months ago, Tang Mingcheng, who was not going well, ran into an alley in a daze after a night of drunkenness, and then heard a voice from the jar, shouting that as long as he took it home, he could fulfill any wish.

Tang Mingcheng was very drunk, and when he heard that he could fulfill any wish, he proposed that if he could make a fortune, then his whole family would worship it.

In this way, the jar was taken home by Tang Mingcheng in a daze, there was nothing in the first few days, Tang Mingcheng found a job casually, and in just two months, he directly appreciated to the general manager, even Tang Mingcheng himself felt like he was dreaming, and when he returned home, he was asleep, and the sound from the jar sounded again.

Tang Mingcheng made a fortune, but he didn't do it when he agreed to the jar's request, and he didn't offer the jar after making a fortune, and the jar began to collect the offering on its own, and it didn't take long for Tang Mingcheng's daughter Tang Xinran to fall seriously ill, and his wife had the same symptoms.

The money is still rolling in, but the family is not as good as day by day, from the famous doctors in various hospitals to the street remedies, it has no effect.

One day, when he heard a colleague talk about ghosts, Tang Mingcheng realized how confused he was, and now he regrets it.

"Mr. Lin, if this matter is resolved, you will have a place where you can use me Tang Mingcheng in the future, absolutely nothing!" Tang Mingcheng bent down ninety degrees and sent Lin Xiu to kneel.

Lin Xiu held Tang Mingcheng with both hands, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Tang, you are serious, and only after you see that jar can you know who the demon is." ”