Facing the rising sun, the young master with a peculiar shape left the courtyard humming a little song. In his pocket, he carried a few ordinary pieces of shabby yellow paper.

Antique Street, Feng Evil glanced left and right, in addition to the serious two rows of small wooden houses, antique stalls, calligraphy and painting stalls and the like have everything, not only complete, but also faintly classified categories, which can be said to be in order. However, any order will never be absolute, there will always be an eye-piercing one, and it is difficult for people to think about it.

Tightly inside, on a small crossing, a shabby cloth banner was waving. It has black letters on a white background, and it reads, "Look at your past life and future life, and solve your marriage feng shui." Meeting is fate. ”

Next to it, an old Taoist guards an old wooden table and two chairs, and he is very kind and ordinary.

Needless to say, marriage feng shui, but this past life and future life are more or less big. According to the level of this world, it can be seen that this life is already deep enough.

Feng Xie was suspicious in his heart, just with the aura of returning to the basics of the old way, it was impossible for him to really believe that this was an ordinary person. But even so, he didn't believe that Lao Dao really had such a great ability.

"Lao Dao, being idle is also idle, since you are so fateful, are you interested in making a bet with me?" With a grin, he had already sat on the chair opposite Lao Dao.

"The old way can only tell hexagrams, not gamble, and there is no way to do it. Lao Dao shook his head slightly, and the three copper coins in his hand were gently thrown up and fell, but when they landed on the table, they were two by two strange shapes.

"If you lose, just lend me this stall for a few days. Anyway, it depends on the will of God when you do business, you can't always run, and if it's not for your rest, there is nothing to lose. ”

"What do you want to bet on?" asked Lao Dao when he suddenly looked up.

"Just bet on what you are best at, and calculate my past and present lives. Wind Demon smiled and held out a left hand.

"You can't see through faces, and it's the same when you look at palms. Let's test a word. Lao Dao shook his head.

took the pen and paper handed over by Lao Dao, and Feng Xie put down the pen casually. Between the ups and downs, the expression on Lao Dao's face became more and more solemn. The word starts with "one", point, pause, Yang, wrong, although it is extremely good-looking, but it is difficult to reason, and it is very contradictory.

It is an ancient style of "wind", no more and no less strokes are willfully swayed in one go, and in the end it is like a stroke, and it is not clear whether it is divided into parts and combinations, and it is not even a stroke. It was supposed to be a word, but now it has become a painting, and it is not uncommon to even say that the picture is a talisman. The last long stroke is outlined, but the smooth brush and ink can't block the edges and corners at all, and the obviously suppressed gesture can't stop the flying momentum.

Lao Dao frowned, his eyes seemed to be glued to the paper, but the more he looked at it, the more he didn't know why, and even faintly uncomfortable. In the end, I could only sigh and let go.

"Taiqi! Your numerology, Taiqi! Although I have known that it is strange, with my nearly 100 years of Taoism, I should find out a little. It's really sad! I can't see your hexagram in any way. Staring at the wind evil, Lao Dao stroked his beard helplessly.

"The mountains are high and the water is wide, and there are so many strange things. Compared to everything, a hundred years is really nothing. But if you want to count my past life and this life, it is really difficult for you. This time, count me as a personal favor to you. Looking at the old man with a sad face, Feng Xie smiled.

"The little brother is really a strange thing, a strange thing. Meeting is fate, and whether it is a blessing or a curse will be known later. This little stall is left to you, you take it easy, don't cause yourself some unnecessary trouble. As he spoke, Lao Dao slowly got up, raised his hand, and took away the paper on the table that could not be fathomed at some point.

I know that this old way is not simple, and it seems that there are really many cultivators who are active in this manifest world. Leaning back in his chair, Feng Evil watched Lao Dao disappear in a daze, although he was a little more vigilant, but he was really not interested in his true identity. After all, now is not the time.

He didn't sleep for two nights in a row, and if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to get some money as soon as possible to solve his urgent needs, he just wanted to get a good night's sleep, and he really didn't bother to care about anything else. But there are always people in this world who are very leisurely, and they don't care about themselves, but also about what happens to others.

"Lao Li, isn't there an old man next to you? Why did you change to a sloppy child today?"

"Who knows, I don't know that old man well, and I just watched them chat. I guess there is something to ask his apprentice to replace him. Lao Li replied casually, turned his head to look at Feng Xie, and saw that he looked like he was not close to anyone, and thought that this child didn't like to talk, so he gave up his plan to talk.

Ten o'clock in the morning is the time when the antique street is most crowded. There are also some large and small stalls to watch. But if you see more, you will buy less. Most of the people who come here are good at this, and they want to be fresh and lively. But there is still something to see in other people's stalls, and there is no half of the figure in the deserted here.

When others don't come, he is happy to recuperate, grabbing his hair and getting a normal hairstyle by the way. Being said to be sloppy, although there is no psychological burden, it is not very comfortable. What's more, if he doesn't sleep like this, if he doesn't get it neat, it will be a tragedy if the buyer comes and scares others away.

The street was bustling, the wind squinted, but the ears were not idle.

"Wenwen, I have already contacted Old Man Du Qingshan, he is in Jincheng at this time, but he can come over in a week at the latest, he is more famous than the three saints of Sichuandu, and my uncle's illness will definitely get better." It's hard to have a free time today, so be sure to take a good stroll. A slightly flattering voice floated over.

"Sun Zhi'an, I don't care if it's famous now, what about the reputation of the three saints of Sichuan, I can't do anything about my father's illness. And I've told you many times, don't call me Wenwen, I don't like people calling me that. ”

"Okay, Jingwen, it's always okay to be called Jingwen. ”

In silence, Feng Xie squinted at the two of them slowly approaching, estimated the time, stretched his waist, cleared his throat, and shouted in the same tone as he had learned the old way.

"Maoshan Immortal Law, now in the mortal world, know the destiny of heaven, and cure all diseases!"

As soon as the words came out, the girl really looked at it eagerly. Three steps and two steps, and the man was thrown away.

"Can Sir really cure all diseases?" the girl looked at the wind evil expectantly. However, before the wind demon could speak, the nasty voice hurried across a few meters.

"Jingwen, this person is a liar, you see he is sloppy, not much better than a beggar on the street. said that he was a Taoist priest, he didn't even wear a Taoist robe, and he dared to come out to swagger before he even finished his business, so why did he take care of him. ”

"Xu Zhi'an, what you just said will only make people feel that they lack education. Can you please stop being nosy, I don't know you that well. ”

The girl looked at him coldly, and the man's expression barely changed. Breathing a sigh of relief, she looked at the wind evil and owed slightly.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we were unreasonable. Can you really cure all diseases?"

"If you believe me, you can. If you don't believe me, I can too. But if you don't believe me, I can still cure other people's diseases, but I can't cure your father's diseases. ”

"How do you know you want to cure my father?"

The girl looked at him in amazement. She didn't know Feng Xie, and even if she talked about this when she talked to Xu Zhi'an just now, it was still about ten meters away from here at that time. It's impossible to hear about such a noisy market.