Old man Liu took the remnant picture in Ye Bingfeng's hand and looked at it repeatedly, "This is the dragon map!" Old man Liu suddenly said, "I didn't expect this thing to exist!" Old man Liu returned the picture to Ye Bingfeng and stood aside in contemplation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, Ziming's grandfather also had an accident, I heard Huang Yingcheng mean that the two elders have been to somewhere, look at this picture!" Ye Bingfeng took out the pieces of paper that Huang Yingcheng gave him from his pocket and handed them to Old Man Liu.

"This is the mountain behind Yanghe Village? Yanghe Village is quite similar to this within dozens of miles! "It's worthy of Jiang Lao's spiciness, Old Man Liu took a look at it twice, and then Ye Bingfeng put together the piece of paper that Yuanzhen gave him that was still in Old Man Liu's hand, "Master, don't look like this!" Ye Bingfeng asked.

"Nonsense, it's not that I don't know about the dragon map, what did the stinky monk say about Yuanzhen!" Old man Liu asked, "The little master said that this is divided into three, and there is still one piece missing, you look at this, he said that this picture is a certain place in Lotus Mountain, and we have to go for a walk." Ye Bingfeng said.

"Lotus Mountain? Why so far? The little monk won't be stupid! "Old man Liu was a little surprised, such a small picture, the coordinates of the place where it was drawn were not big, even if it was a small drawing, it was also a small place, and I never wanted to be seen by the little monk at a glance, "Master, don't they all say that the family doesn't speak, I think the little master is probably serious, and when the time comes, look for a map of Jiangxi..."

"You know!" Before Zhang Ziming finished speaking, he was interrupted by Old Man Liu, "Bingfeng, what else does the stinky monk say?" In Old Man Liu's consciousness, this Yuanzhen has always been giggling except for giggling, and he has really never seen too many flowers.

"The little master said that this is not a simple tomb, it is estimated to be a big tomb..."Ye Bingfeng replied, "It's just Master, this tomb has nothing to do with us, we came out to see Ziming's grandfather, you said this third one, don't you go to find it." ”

"Alas, it's hard to say, there are really few people who can say that the tomb is not simple from the mouth of a stinky monk, and there are many horrors and auspiciousness... In that case, you two should go back and take a look at Old Man Zhang first, and if you can't die, you can leave him alone! Although Old Man Liu said this, he thought about it for a while, and continued: "Old Man Zhang must have gone somewhere, his soul has been detained, you two will inquire first and revive him, as for the third picture, it's a big deal, old man, I will accompany you for a walk." After speaking, Old Man Liu sighed, "Let's go, let's go, don't stand here, disturb Lao Tzu's business!" ”

Old man Liu saw someone standing next to his fortune-telling booth from a distance, looking at something, and when he saw that there was a life, Old Man Liu ran over with a smile, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming glanced at each other, with a wry smile on their faces, and followed behind.

"Hehe, there are not many people who know me Liu Banxian, there are only a few people who know the goods, are you counting fortune, or marriage,......" Old man Liu didn't know where he learned a set of words, the person who said it was full of red, happy eyebrows, put his hand in the wallet, snap, a few hundred-yuan bills slapped on Old Man Liu's rotten wooden table, scared Old Man Liu hurriedly helped, "I count marriage!" ”

"Huh?!" Old man Liu's eyes are straight, it stands to reason that this kind of person who looks at the wealth and fat is nothing more than counting the three things, family affairs, official wealth, and numerology, and has never seen a person in his fifties count marriage......

"Well, count me as a marriage, since my little wife died, I can't find a small one anymore, Taoist chief, you said it's not the reason for the little wife, you told me to say it...... "That person came up with a sentence, almost choked Old Man Liu to death.

Old man Liu took out a bunch of bits and pieces from under the table, even swaying, and didn't know what to mutter, at this moment Ye Bingfeng had already left far away with a few people, and the destination was Jinan City, Old Man Liu didn't look up from beginning to end, and still counted the marriage for that person......

Chen Youcai is a little local tyrant, when Ye Bingfeng and the four of them came, they climbed the mountain and crossed the ditch, and inserted it horizontally, in fact, there is a dirt road from here, although the road is not very easy to walk, but it is absolutely no problem to drive, in the car, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming shook their heads vigorously, and they knew how good it would be to take a taxi directly.

The car is not very fast, driven by Chen Youcai's eldest nephew, until it gets dark, the car slowly drives into the road, and gradually there are more and more vehicles, and after this mountain is Jinan City.

got on the highway car and drove a lot faster, except for the driver and Ye Bingfeng, the people in the car fell asleep in a daze, the two were bored in playing, they talked all the way, and they gradually became familiar, from the words, Ye Bingfeng knew that Chen Youcai's eldest nephew was called Chen Feng, who worked in a small paper mill, and just got married last month, and his small life was not bad.

Chen Feng handed Ye Bingfeng a cigarette with his backhand, and threw the match to Ye Bingfeng by the way, "Hey, Xiao Ye heard this Mr. Huang say that your Taoist skills are very powerful, originally I didn't believe in these things, but since the accident at the uncle's house, I have to believe it... It seems that the world is so big, it's amazing! Chen Feng asked questions about Taoism along the way, and Ye Bingfeng also explained to Chen Feng as much as he could.

In Ye Bingfeng's consciousness, this Chen Feng is not bad, he talks a lot, and he is also very polite.

"Well, that's right, China's thousands of years of history, the ancestors left endless profoundness... Otherwise, it won't be passed down, I just occasionally learned a little bit of the skin, and more have been lost, speaking of which, it's really a pity......" Ye Bingfeng replied, in fact, think about it, the art of China's quintessence is accumulated little by little by thousands of years of painstaking efforts of the ancestors, and I didn't expect that it would be less than one percent left......

"I heard you're a Maoshan Taoist... I've seen it on TV, such as Lin Zhengying, catching zombies, catching ghosts, holding a peachwood sword in his hand..."Ye Bingfeng frowned when Chen Feng said, and he didn't understand it at all... What Lin Zhengying... When did Maoshan have such a number one person, I haven't heard of it.

"Lin Lin Zhengying?" Ye Bingfeng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's still your Maoshan master, it's amazing..."Chen Feng replied.

"What's that? The head of Maoshan? Ye Bingfeng hurriedly reached out and touched the head of the jade pendant in the cloth bag in his arms, obviously he heard the master say that the head of Maoshan in the previous generation was the head of Yuling Dao, why did he have the head of the sect.

"Yes, let's not talk about this for now, by the way, I heard that your Maoshan scenery is beautiful, how does it compare with our Jinan?" Chen Feng is not opening which pot to mention, he is a dirt bun from the countryside, where has he been to Maoshan, being asked like this, Ye Bingfeng is quite embarrassed.

"Maoshan? Alas, I'm not afraid of your jokes, there are only a few Maoshan disciples left, and they have been scattered by the war, and I really haven't been to Maoshan yet! "Although I am a disciple of Maoshan, I have never been to Maoshan in my own base camp, but I often hear Old Man Liu mention Maoshan and say that it has been taken back by the government and developed into a tourist attraction, and the mountain gate has become a country. As for those cultivators on Maoshan Mountain, they are nothing more than fancy shelves, and they use the name of Maoshan to attract money.

"Haven't been?! How can it be? I thought those people in Maoshan were your brothers! "Listening to Chen Feng's words, he seems to be quite familiar with Maoshan, maybe he went to Maoshan to find a Taoist priest for Chen Youcai's family.

"No, the only junior brother ......" Ye Bingfeng pointed at Zhang Ziming and said, and the two of them smiled.

Back in Jinan, Ye Bingfeng asked Chen Feng to send them back to the hotel first, take back the salute, and a group of people were proposed by Zhang Ziming to find a more high-end restaurant, slaughtered Chen Youcai, and went straight to Chen Youcai's house.