Chapter 282: Yuan Shoucheng Word Measurement

However, in Jiang Xiao's eyes, the basic exercises, with his guidance, the children of Gao Laozhuang have become extremely strong one by one, if it weren't for Jiang Xiao still passing on them to learn literature, these little guys would probably know the competition all day long.

Half a year has passed, on this day, Gao Yulan got married, the Gao family and the married people were holding a big banquet, Jiang Xiao also went to the Gao family to help after the ceremony, and was cooking vegetables in the kitchen, Gao Cuilan, who had grown into a little beauty, ran in, pulled Jiang Xiao to the door and said:

"Brother Jiang, it's not good, my sister's family sending team has encountered mountain bandits, and now I can't get through the village, my father asked me to find you to help."

Gao Cuilan is very familiar with Jiang Xiao, because she has to go to Jiang's house every day to study literature, he doesn't have any idea of treating men and women differently, he wants to learn literature and martial arts, as long as he comes to him from the village, and he doesn't charge tuition fees and gifts, which makes Jiang Xiao's reputation very loud in this Gaojiazhuang.

Hearing that there were mountain bandits blocking the road, Jiang Xiao was on fire, and the auspicious time for the worship hall was about to come, although the family of the married person was not far from the village, but if it was delayed any longer, it would miss the hour, and the time of the marriage event was extremely important, once it was missed, the family might be restless, Jiang Xiao said in a deep voice:

"I'll rush over, don't worry."

Saying that, Jiang Xiao strode out of the Gao family compound, and trotted to the entrance of the village, where he saw a group of half-sized sons of the Gao family village carrying knives and guns and confronting more than a dozen big men at the intersection.

"Spread out."

Jiang Xiao shouted angrily through the crowd, he stared at the mountain bandit opposite and shouted:

"Today, the second daughter of the Gao family is very happy, please leave immediately, otherwise this big day will make your brains burst and it will be unlucky."

A scar-faced man with a plate axe sneered:

"Heh, what a big breath, what if I don't let it?"

"How?"

Jiang Xiao looked at the team of sending relatives and marrying relatives with a sad face, he was even more unhappy in his heart, he finally had a good time in this ordinary mountain villa, but these guys were uncomfortable when they came to find him, he stepped forward with a flick, his palms twitched wildly, only to hear a crackling sound, and the faces of more than a dozen mountain bandits were swollen to the buns, and they were all blown into the ditch on the side of the road.

"Those who send relatives hurry over, and the little ones will tie up these mountain bandits and send them to the mountains tomorrow to feed the wild wolves."

Jiang Xiao shouted loudly, and the relatives hurriedly beat gongs and drums across the trail, and the half-grown children who followed Jiang Xiao to practice martial arts found ropes one by one and tied these mountain bandits into zongzi and pulled them to the village.

Jiang Xiao said that it is not a joke to send mountain bandits to feed the wild wolves, this is the border of Wusi Tibetan country, there is no government within hundreds of miles, and people from all over the country gather together, in addition to the convenience of life, it is to gather to prevent robbers and mountain bandits.

Just when Jiang Xiao turned around and planned to continue to go to the Gao family to help, by a big tree in Zhuangkou, Gao Cuilan looked at Jiang Xiao from a distance and looked very cramped, and red clouds appeared on her cheeks, showing a strange shyness of a young girl who moved spring.

Jiang Xiao hurriedly strode into the village, he did come here for Gao Cuilan, but by no means for his sister, not to mention that he is now a Dao Fruit-level powerhouse, but Gao Cuilan is only a mortal, as long as Jiang Xiao doesn't pay attention to an epiphany, Gao Cuilan will probably have to be reincarnated.

He came here to see how the westbound team made up the balance of the five elements, in this westward journey, Sun Wukong belongs to gold, Zhu Bajie belongs to wood, Xiaobailong belongs to water, Shawujing belongs to earth and Tang Sanzang belongs to fire, and the five elements of the westward journey team are indispensable, but now Zhu Bajie has long been digested by Jiang Xiao cleanly, how can this westward journey of the five elements team be put together?

As for knowing Gao Cuilan, it is also a normal thing, just on the opposite door, everyone is already very familiar, Jiang Xiao never thought that this Gao Cuilan would like him one day, because he has a beard at this time, and in everyone's opinion, he is at least in his early thirties, and when he first met Gao Cuilan, her little rabbit was not as big as a nest, and the two obviously had an age gap.

Who knows that little beauties like heroes, just now Jiang Xiao slapped more than a dozen mountain bandits away, of course the little girl will be crazy like a girl in the real world when she sees Xiao Xianrou, but this feeling will only last until she grows up and matures her mind.

Gao Xianglan's marriage ended successfully, and Jiang Xiao taught literature and martial arts in Gaojiazhuang for a while, but when he saw Gao Cuilan seeing that he was always staring with stars in his eyes, he planned to leave for a while, otherwise this little girl would really fall in love with him.

After explaining to his neighbors that he was going to deal with things in the distance, Jiang Xiao simply flew to Chang'an City in the east, and there was a fortune-telling stall on Chang'an West Street, and the fortune-telling person was named Yuan Shoucheng, who was the uncle of Yuan Tiangang, the main platform of the Tang Qintianjian, and he was bored and went to the street to tell fortunes to play, but Jiang Xiao always felt a little weird.

It is said that the Yuan family is an authentic sect of Taoism, and Yuan Shoucheng's nephew is a generation of grandmasters in thousands of years of fortune-telling in China, but why did he help the West calculate the old dragon king in the Jing River outside Chang'an City?

Jiang Xiao's heart was full of doubts but couldn't understand it, he looked on the street for a while, he decided to try it himself, and then see if he could make some articles before the Jinghe Dragon King was unlucky.

Yuan Shoucheng had just sent away a fortune teller, and was about to close his eyes and rest, when suddenly his mind moved and looked ahead, Jiang Xiao, who was dressed in cloth clothes and smiling, walked over, looked at him and said with a smile:

"Sir, can you calculate for me, how sure can I be that I am going to go to the west to do a big business?"

Yuan Shoucheng looks at the appearance, touches the bones, measures the characters, and calculates all of them, and he goes up to the netherworld for nine days, and he can see seven or eight points with his naked eyes, but Jiang Xiao in front of him seems to be ordinary although he is handsome from the face, and his bones are no different from ordinary people, and his momentum is like nothing.

Yuan Shoucheng secretly calculated that he didn't get anything, he was slightly surprised in his heart but said with a smile:

"Please write a word, and the old decay will test it for you."

Jiang Xiao grabbed the brush on the table and took a piece of paper, and after a little thought in his heart, he wrote down the word Qian, Yuan Shoucheng frowned when he saw this word, and he muttered literally:

"From the west, the sunset in the west, the color of blood red, madder, bitter cold, into the liver meridian, cool blood to stop bleeding, blood activation, expectorant cough, both fierce and bitter cold, but also contains the principle of curing diseases and saving people.

Going to the West, this is to say that during the trip to the West, Childe has the act of sweeping and killing, but the purpose is to save people, and in the literal sense of the West, the sunset is blood-red everywhere in the West, and Childe still needs to be forgiving and forgiving, and do less unprovoked killing, so as not to add countless causes and effects to himself. ”