Save the world from fire and water?

Yan Liqiang's eyes flashed, looking at the Taoist priest-like person in front of him, I don't know if this person is a liar or if he wants to design an escape, he opens his mouth and hulls, such a big hat, Yan Liqiang never thought that he could wear it on his head even when he was dreaming, these outsiders who walk the rivers and lakes, many times, can say that the living is dead, and the dead are alive with one mouth, and they are especially good at figuring out other people's minds。

It's just that...... Xu Lang If they arrange such a person to set themselves up, they really don't know what to do, and they can't help but think too much about themselves, right?

"Do you know Xu Lang?" Yan Liqiang suddenly asked directly, and then his eyes were firmly fixed on the expression on the face of this Taoist priest, especially the subtle changes in his pupils. This is also a "little trick" that Yan Liqiang mastered in his previous life, which can judge whether a person is lying by the changes in a person's pupils and subtle facial expressions.

"What kind of person is Xu Lang, I haven't seen it before, but in the imperial capital these days, I heard that there was a person named Xu Lang who was dueling with someone on the platform of life and death, but he was injured by a secret arrow, which made him boil!" The Taoist priest smiled slightly and said calmly.

From the expression on this Taoist priest's face and the changes in his pupils, Yan Liqiang found that this Taoist priest was not lying, or that this Taoist priest's lying behavior had far exceeded his imagination.

Yan Liqiang's mind was racing, and after looking at the Taoist priest twice, he suddenly let go, turned around and walked out of the alley, without saying a word.

The Taoist priest frowned slightly, and then hurriedly followed.

"Don't follow me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to you!" Yan Liqiang didn't turn his head, just stopped his footsteps slightly, and then said coldly.

The footsteps behind him stopped suddenly, and Yan Liqiang had just taken a few steps outside the alley, when suddenly, the voice of the Taoist priest sounded behind Yan Liqiang again.

"Could it be that Gongzi was really indifferent to the catastrophe four years later?"

It was this sentence that made Yan Liqiang's figure suddenly feel like he had been electrified, Yan Liqiang stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked at the Taoist priest, who was still standing in place, looking at Yan Liqiang with calm eyes like water.

"What did you just say?"

"I said, isn't Childe really indifferent to the catastrophe four years later?"

The corners of Yan Liqiang's mouth twitched, and then pointed at the Taoist priest and scolded, "Neurotic, dead hair, are you confused with pills in your head, what a catastrophe, you dream, do you know what my identity is, whose food I eat, and then dare to talk nonsense with me, here to confuse the public, be careful that I send you to see the official and let people cut off your head!"

After scolding the Taoist priest, Yan Liqiang turned around, walked quickly towards the outside of the alley without stopping.

"Poor Dao lives in the White Dragon Temple of Xiaoyun Mountain outside the Imperial Capital City, if the prince wants to see me, he can come to the Baiyun Temple to find me at any time!" the Taoist priest was still talking behind Yan Liqiang, but Yan Liqiang's footsteps did not stop again.

"The young man in the green shirt holds a marigold, and enters Xihua in the afternoon of the twenty-eighth day, the impermanence of providence is normal, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"

When Yan Liqiang walked out of the alley, the strange singing voice of the Taoist priest also floated to Yan Liqiang's ears, Yan Liqiang turned around, but the Taoist priest was no longer in the alley.

Yan Liqiang looked at the green shirt he was wearing today, as well as the handful of calendula in his hand, although he was calm on the surface, but in his heart, he had already turned over the river and the sea, and a strange feeling swelled up, if the words of the Taoist priest before still made Yan Liqiang a little wary, then when the Taoist priest in the back said the catastrophe four years later, Yan Liqiang's heart was actually unable to maintain his composure, and in the last song of the Taoist priest, the first two sentences seemed to say that he was wearing a green shirt and holding a marigold from Xihuamen into the imperial capital in the afternoon today, but the last sentence"The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life" is a little unusual, because this poem is the poem of Yan Liqiang's previous life Taizu.

Who is this Taoist priest?

How did he know about the catastrophe four years later?

Also, what did he mean by those words when he met with him here today? And that Taizu's poem, is it a pure coincidence, or is it trying to imply something?

Countless questions appeared in Yan Liqiang's heart, making Yan Liqiang's heart a mess.

Yan Liqiang stood in a daze on the street for a while, and finally collected his thoughts, suppressed those doubts and heavy worries, took a deep breath of the climate, identified the direction, and then walked towards the Ganzhou Guild Hall.

......

Ganzhou Hall in the Imperial Capital of the Qianju Street, the whole hall covers an area of more than ten acres, divided into several huge courtyards, magnificent, very magnificent, the states of the Han Empire have a guild hall in this imperial capital, this guild hall, it is a bit like the combination of the state's Beijing office and the Chamber of Commerce, the officials and businessmen who come to the imperial capital in various states, as long as there is a little identity and relationship, can live in this guild hall, in addition, this guild hall can also entertain guests, inquire about various news of the imperial capital, for many strangers who come to the imperial capital, the guild hall of each state is their most trusted place in the imperial capital。

Outside the gate of the Ganzhou Hall, there were four people who looked like guards, Yan Liqiang came to the door of the Ganzhou Hall, looked up at the signboard of the Ganzhou Hall, and then walked into the hall.

"This little brother, this is the Ganzhou Guild Hall, if you want to sell flowers, please go elsewhere!" The four guards glanced at Yan Liqiang, and a guard in his twenties stepped forward and politely stopped Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang himself is young and tender, a fifteen-year-old boy, who has not yet performed the rites of adulthood, plus he is holding a large handful of marigolds in his hand, and he is dressed ordinarily, not outstanding, he was actually thought by several guards at the door to sell flowers, Yan Liqiang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"I'm here to find someone!" Yan Liqiang began.

As soon as Yan Liqiang spoke, the familiar Ganzhou accent suddenly shook the guard who was stopping Yan Liqiang, and the expression on his face relaxed a little, "I don't know who this little brother is looking for?"

"I'm looking for ......" Yan Liqiang was just about to speak, but he didn't expect a familiar voice to suddenly appear behind him, "Liqiang......"

Yan Liqiang turned around and saw that a gorgeous carriage had just driven to the gate of the hall, and Lu Peien showed a face with surprise from the window of the carriage......