readx;?“ The god of grain is my master. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Wu Zhiyuan saw that Goatee could say the name of Ceres, guessing that the two might know each other, and his tone of voice was a little more respectful.

"Then leave the customers here, and you can go." With a wave of his hand, the goatee turned his head and walked towards the coffin where he was hiding.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that the goatee had no hospitality, so he pulled the Moon Shadow Fuxian and walked out the door.

"You want to go back to Maoshan?" Behind him came the sound of a goatee.

Wu Zhiyuan stopped, turned around and replied, "No." ”

"North or south?" The goatee held the coffin in his hand and looked at Wu Zhiyuan in a daze.

"Go north." Wu Zhiyuan thought about it, Yinshan is located in Mongolia, and this trip should be to the north.

As soon as the words fell, a trace of strangeness flashed in the goatee's eyes, and he stared at Wu Zhiyuan with slightly squinted eyes for a moment, then turned around and walked in front of Wu Zhiyuan.

"How about I do a hexagram for you?" The goatee stared at Wu Zhiyuan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.

"What?" Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt funny, this goatee behaved a little strangely.

"Count your future." The goatee had a serious expression, and his gaze never left Wu Zhiyuan's eyes.

"Oh?" Wu Zhiyuan smiled dumbly, the Maoshan faction has the method of easy divination, but the master has not taught him. It's surprising that this goatee can also know how to tell fortunes.

Wu Zhiyuan faced the goatee and asked with a smile: "The senior surnamed Gao is also a disciple of Maoshan?" ”

"I don't dare to be a big name, others call me Yang Banxian." Goatee waved his hand and said with a stern expression, "I'm not from the Maoshan faction. ”

Wu Zhiyuan felt strange, what was strange was not that Yang Banxian claimed that he could tell fortunes, because the art of divination was not a secret technique unique to Maoshan, and he thought that Sun Xiangu, the lover of his master, was not a disciple of Maoshan, and he also knew how to divination. The strange thing is that when this Yang Banxian mentioned the Maoshan faction, the expression on his face was obviously a little unnatural.

Wu Zhiyuan concluded that even if Yang Banxian was not a disciple of Maoshan, he had a considerable relationship with the Maoshan faction.

"Then the old-timers will calculate a hexagram for me." Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, thinking that Yang Banxian's fortune telling should be based on palmistry.

Unexpectedly, Yang Banxian didn't look at Wu Zhiyuan's hand, but said directly: "After you leave the gate of the Xishen Inn today, there are two ways to choose, one is the way of life and the other is the way of death. Which one do you want to choose? ”

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this, glanced at the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and asked, "What is the way of life and what is the way of death?" ”

"In all directions, going north is a dead end, and the other seven are all ways of life." Yang Banxian snorted coldly, his expression a little strange.

Wu Zhiyuan was curious in his heart, hearing this, Yang Banxian seemed to know something, so he asked, "Why is going north a dead end?" Ask the seniors for a detailed explanation. ”

"From this north, for the realm of great evil, if you are deeply blessed, you can still save your life, even so, you will definitely pay a heavy price, at least you will lose your hands and feet, blind and deaf, or you will be unconscious!" Yang Banxian was serious when he spoke, and it didn't seem like he was joking.

Wu Zhiyuan felt that Yang Banxian had something to say, if he didn't really know the art of divination, or he already knew the itinerary of the two, so saying this at this time was a kind reminder, or deliberately obstructed.

Seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was silent in thought, Yang Banxian continued: "More than ten years ago, there was also a person like you, who stayed in this Xishen Inn for a long time, but after leaving, he had to go north. ”

Wu Zhiyuan was shocked, and he hurriedly asked, "Are you talking about the dustless master of the Haiyang Qifeng Mountain Congma Zen Academy?" As soon as the words came out, he thought of Master Wuchen's common name again, and added, "Is that person's name Zhao Tianfeng?" ”

Yang Banxian was quite surprised that Wu Zhiyuan could say the name Zhao Tianfeng, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you can say the name Zhao Tianfeng, it means that you and he were going to take the same road back then. ”

Wu Zhiyuan secretly said in his heart, it turned out that this Yang Banxian really knew that I was going to Yinshan, but his trip was inevitable, even if Yang Banxian was really in a good mood, he would also go to Yinshan this time.

"What advice do you have?" Wu Zhiyuan went straight to the point, if this Yang Banxian had any advice, or knew some of the inside information of the Nine Heavens Fairy Tomb in Yinshan, it would be a lot less trouble.

"Dispel the idea of going north, where to go back and forth." Yang Banxian stared at Wu Zhiyuan with a solemn face and said.

"Thank you for your advice. This time to go north, the younger generation is imperative, if you can come back alive, I will definitely come to visit you again. Wu Zhiyuan arched his hand to Yang Banxian, turned around and walked outside with Moon Shadow Fuxian.

As soon as the two of them walked into the courtyard, they heard Yang Banxian's voice say: "Go south instead of north, and choose not double on the list." ”

Wu Zhiyuan stopped in astonishment, understanding that this code word was Yang Banxian pointing at him, so he turned around and said "thank you" and left.

"I think that Yang Banxian should know something." After the two walked out of the Xishen Inn, the sky was already bright, and the Moon Shadow Fuxian speculated beside Wu Zhiyuan.

"Maybe he's really proficient in divination, but it's not known." Wu Zhiyuan thought that Yang Banxian could gain insight into his whereabouts, and it was possible that he had found out the news from somewhere, but his code words should be a good intention, as for what the code words meant, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't crack it at this time, so he could only wait until he arrived in Yinshan and act at the opportunity.

"What do we do now?" Moon Shadow Fuxian consulted Wu Zhiyuan's opinion.

"You're tired after a night's walk. Let's go to Jinan City first, find an inn to rest, and I'll go buy some things. Wu Zhiyuan looked at the Moon Shadow Fuxian with pity, her face was a little haggard in the past few days.

After arriving in Jinan City, the two chose a quieter inn, Wu Zhiyuan only needed an upper room, not because he had any ideas, but because he didn't think much about it at all, in his mind, Moon Shadow Fuxian had long been his wife, and all he lacked was witnesses and wedding banquets.

After entering the room, Wu Zhiyuan subconsciously reached into his arms, his heart was cold, and he only touched out an ocean.

Wu Zhiyuan has always spent money lavishly, and most of the boxes of oceans sent by Zhang Dashuai before were left by his parents' side, and almost all of what he kept was spent, leaving only the one in his arms.

There is also a brocade box in the cloth pocket, which contains the night pearl given by Zhang Dashuai, recalling that Zhang Dashuai said at the time that he would rather die than sell the night pearl to foreigners, Wu Zhiyuan did not take out the night pearl. But if you don't want to find a way, this ocean is only enough to live in a hotel and eat, and buying dry food for carriages and Taoist talismans can only be a fantasy.

"Isn't there enough entanglement?" Moon Shadow Fuxian saw the embarrassment on Wu Zhiyuan's face.

Wu Zhiyuan nodded, and said in his heart that it would be good if Zhang Dashuai didn't lose power, and he could go to him to borrow some ocean when he arrived in Jinan, but now that he has become a beggar on the street, how can he be embarrassed to find a beggar to borrow money?

After thinking for a moment, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly remembered something, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, he clapped his hands, and said happily: "There is!" ”