In the next two days, Bai Zewo was arranged in the small courtyard, and he was proficient in his body when he was free.

Although he couldn't absorb Yuehua's aura in the capital to condense demon blood, Bai Ze hadn't made any progress in his cultivation in the past two days, except for his divine soul. But he has a little more confidence, since in the original book, Yu Gong, who is only holding a high pot and doing a whirlwind dance, has no reason to fail, who is stronger and more agile than him.

In the past two days, Noble has slowly become a little strange, usually Bai Ze is a little wrong, and he is the first to jump out to ask, but in the past few days, he has been facing the sky every day, not knowing what he is chanting, but he has turned a blind eye to Bai Ze's great changes.

Bai Ze noticed his strangeness and questioned him. But Noble only said that he was a believer in saving the suffering Tianzun, and he only prayed for the child's exam every day.

On this day, Noble suddenly coughed and lay on the bed, his face was red, and he actually started a high fever again. Bai Ze's heart moved, and he secretly said, "It's here!"

Lai Bao took Bai Ze's hand and told him that a temple outside the city was very effective, and he wanted Bai Ze to ask for a bowl of talisman water on his behalf, which would definitely cure his illness.

Bai Ze just sneered, it's not safe to stay in the city now, if you go out at this time, I'm afraid that you will be killed by a few spells of the ghost king with your own strength, and you are not stupid, why should you go out of the city.

It seems that the ghost king has come! Bai Ze used the leftover medicine from last time to fry a pot of Noble Treasure, this is the right way to cure the disease, he likes to drink it or not.

Seeing Bai Ze walking out of the room without any concern, Noble was even more convinced that the person in front of him was not his son-in-law, but must be a monster! He folded his hands and recited a spell intently, contacting the "Heavenly Master" who had inexplicably talked to him a few days ago, the "Heavenly Master" with great powers.

After a while, the skull on the back of his neck lit up faintly, and an intermittent voice came into Noble Ear and asked:

"What's the matter? Is the monster out of the city?"

Noble humbly got up and knelt on the bed, "Heavenly Master, that monster has no mercy at all, and it turns a blind eye to my condition, it seems that he will never go out of the city!"

"Please also ask the Heavenly Master to have mercy and get rid of the monster and save the lives of my master and servant!"

The voice pondered for a while, and then spoke: "Judging from your words, that monster's cultivation is not weak, and the general Dao method may not work, I have to meet him first and judge his cultivation before I can get rid of him." So you ...... this afternoon"

Noble nodded yes, and kowtowed three more times to send the voice away. The skull's light faded, and it disappeared under the skin of Noble's neck, and Noble seemed to have been sucked out of a lot of energy, and fell crooked on the bed, coughing violently.

Bai Ze quietly returned to his room from the window, although he only heard a few words from Noble, he could confirm that Noble begging him to ask for a talisman was a trap.

I just don't know what their next plan is. Bai Ze now hates that his half-demon talent is fox fire, if he is a charm or something, it is not easy to find out the news.

There was no need for Bai Ze to think about it, it was just past noon, and Noble coughed violently and knocked on Bai Ze's door. He didn't dare to look directly into Bai Ze's eyes, his body trembled slightly, and said that a few days ago, a very effective Taoist priest came to Dongjie, and he wanted to ask Bai Ze to tell fortunes for him, did he not survive this level.

Bai Ze thought for a moment, the dragon aura in the capital was strong, and the ghost king couldn't cast a spell. And under the public on the street, it is impossible for him to summon ghosts, but he has a gun in his hand, and he doesn't care whether he kills people on the street.

Bai Ze came down and asked him about the location of the Taoist priest. Noble unbelievably revealed the characteristics of a Taoist priest, and thanked him repeatedly.

Taking out a bag of black dog blood from the urn, Bai Ze got ready, and in the joy that Noble couldn't hide, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked to East Street.

People come and go on East Street, lively and extraordinary, not far from the opposite side of Wangxian Restaurant, there is an extra fortune telling stall today, and two small flags are inserted on both sides:

Zuo Shu: "Iron mouth God calculates, Bu Ji is fierce". Right book: "Looking at the sky, looking at the air, breaking the sky".

There was a Taoist sitting on the stall, and his buttocks seemed to have hemorrhoids, and he was always moving. His head was full of sweat, and he didn't know if it was because of the hemorrhoids or nervousness, and his two eyes were glancing around, looking like a thief's eyebrows.

The bear-like picture of the Taoist, coupled with the dirty Taoist robe, the shabby stall. After all, fools with less people and more money are rare, and it is not surprising that fortune-telling stalls are numerous.

Even Bai Ze, who was observing not far away, had doubts in his heart, "Is this the case with the Ghost King?"

He looked at it with the eyes of a ghost, and although the Daoist in front of him had a spiritual charm on his body, he couldn't reach the appearance of the middle stage of the enlightenment at all.

Bai Ze put down the gun in his hand, there was only one bullet, and he still had to cherish it. He tensed up, intending to test it first, and stepped forward and asked:

"How is the hexagram calculated?"

That person looked much more nervous than Bai Ze, the sweat on his head kept flowing, his body involuntarily retreated, and he stammered:

"Fifty wen for marriage, eighty wen for the future......"

Bai Ze became more and more suspicious, no matter how he looked at the person in front of him, he didn't look like a heroic man who could dominate one side. He looked around, and there were no suspicious people around.

Bai Ze interrupted the Taoist priest's chatter, took out a piece of paper, and asked directly: "My servant is sick, this is his eight characters, you can calculate for me when I will be fine." ”

The man took the paper tremblingly, crackling for a while, tinkering with the tortoise shell, fiddling with the copper coin, and with his eyes half-open, pinching his fingers.

There is never a shortage of people in this world to watch the excitement, seeing someone come here to tell fortunes, a few passers-by came over and pointed at the Taoist priest with interest.

The Taoist was still tinkering, Bai Ze frowned, and urged: "How can you, a Taoist fortune teller, be the same as giving birth to a child, can you be faster!"

The Taoist hurriedly opened his eyes, and said with a crackling mouth: "Your servant is fine, he is destined for fire, and at this time it is the water ...... against the water."

Bai Ze's spirit moved, and he suddenly felt like he was being watched, but Fang Gongzi's jade pendant was on his body, and Bai Ze's half-demon demonic aura was perfectly hidden, and he was not seen through for half a minute.

Bai Ze looked anxiously and looked at a pair of white eyes on the upper immortal tower.

The white eyes retreated, revealing a faint disdain, thinking that Bai Ze was just an ordinary person with strong blood and energy. The man turned his head, shook the bell in his hand, and disappeared into the crowd of restaurants.