"Help, kill someone, come on."

"Hey, stinky boy, what are you yelling about here?"

"You're going to kill me, won't you let me scream twice?"

"Fart, when am I going to kill you, you want you to return the money you cheated on me."

"The silver is my life, my life is my money, and if you take my money, you will take my life. Help, someone's going to kill someone, hurry up. ”

On the long street, a wicked man with a big waist and a round waist was fiercely grasping the collar of a thin Taoist priest.

The thin Taoist priest was clutching a broken wooden table in front of him with his eyes closed.

However, such a ridiculous farce failed to stop passers-by.

The man said, "Don't shout anymore, the noise makes my head hurt." I said, stinky boy, even if you shout through the sky and tell the ground, no one will come to help you. You know why? Because you're a liar, a liar that everybody knows. In this world, no one will help a liar, unless you meet a fool, or a madman. ”

"Please stop, I paid for him when he cheated you."

Hey, what are you really talking about, do you belong to Cao Cao?

"No, who is this, why are you so nosy......" Hearing this, the man looked back and just wanted to scold a sentence or two, but he was suddenly stunned.

For no other reason, this man saw a hideous and terrifying face.

When he came to his senses, the man breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the man was wearing a bronze mask.

"Who are you, you? Wearing such a broken mask, he dared to scare Lao Tzu. The man scolded.

The masked man said, "Please let go, I wonder if there is enough silver?" ”

Shaking his head and thinking for a moment, the man reached out and took the silver handed by the masked man, and scolded as he walked away: "Actually helping a liar, you are sick, you are really sick." ”

After solving the trouble of the thin Taoist priest, the masked man said to him, "It's okay. ”

The thin Taoist priest straightened up and saluted: "Thanks to this hero for coming to the rescue, Xiaodao is really grateful." If you can trust me, you might as well let me calculate a hexagram for you, how about it? ”

Hearing him say this, the masked man nodded and said, "Okay, then what do you want to calculate?" ”

The thin Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Whether it is drawing lots to measure words, or touching the bones and looking at the appearance, it can be counted." You can come as you want, anyway, I'll do whatever you want. ”

The masked man replied, "You're really good, since that's the case, let's draw lots." ”

As for why he chose to draw lots, it's very simple. Although this little Taoist priest boasted about Haikou, there was no pen and ink here, and there was no paper, and he couldn't measure the words. Look at his hands again, they are pitch black and dirty, who will let him touch him? Moreover, the person who wants to tell the fortune is still wearing a mask, which is not clear because he doesn't want people to see his face? Right now, there is only a wooden jar with a bamboo skewer on the broken wooden table, and you can choose one to ask for lots.

As soon as he heard that the masked man was going to draw lots, the thin Taoist priest's face immediately burst into happy smiles, and even his eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"Okay, a tael of silver, please." The thin Taoist priest stretched out his hand with a smile.

The masked man asked, "A tael of silver?" Why, aren't you going to repay the favor? Still want money? ”

The thin Taoist priest said with a reasonable face: "That's natural, gratitude is gratitude, thank you is thanks, love is love, business is business, these are two different things, they are not related." Give money. ”

Hearing the little Taoist priest say this, the masked man nodded and responded: "Okay, one or two silver, put it away." ”

Stretching out his hand to take the silver, the thin Taoist priest said with a smile: "Thank you for your care, thank you for your care." ”

At this time, the passers-by who walked by the two of them had cold faces and pointed at the little Taoist.

"Oh, go and go, don't delay my business here." The thin Taoist priest waved away the passers-by very unceremoniously, and said with a smile to the masked man, "You ask for a sign first." ”

The masked man nodded, reached out and picked up the jar, shaking it repeatedly.

"Huh, hmm, hmm" After a crisp sound of bamboo chips, a bamboo stick fell out.

At this time, the thin Taoist priest was quick and grabbed the bamboo stick.

After glancing at the signature on the bamboo stick, the little Taoist priest immediately exclaimed loudly: "Oh, it's not good, it's not good, this hero, you will encounter great disasters soon." ”

Upon hearing this, the masked man whispered, "Really? Is it so serious? ”

The thin Taoist priest said exaggeratedly: "Oh, that's right. See for yourself, this hero, this is a sign. In my estimation, you're in for a big disaster. ”

The masked man stretched out his hand to take the bamboo skewer and took a look, and sure enough, the bamboo skewer had three words written on it.

"According to you, I need to go back early to prepare for the aftermath and hurry up to get myself a coffin. Okay, I got it, thanks. The masked man whispered.

Yes? The thin Taoist priest was stunned on the spot when he said this, and he said in his heart: No, why don't you continue to follow my words? You're not really going to just accept your fate, are you?

The little Taoist priest hurriedly said: "Wait, this hero, Fang Cai, you saved Xiaodao and me from fire and water, so even if you leak the heavenly opportunity, Xiaodao I will ensure that you survive the misfortune safely, and turn evil into good fortune." ”

Upon hearing this, the masked man asked, "Survive the misfortune safely, and turn evil into good fortune?" Are you sure? ”

The little Taoist priest patted his chest and nodded, "That's natural, this hero, don't just look at my down-and-out appearance and think that I'm really a charlatan." In fact, Xiaodao is a true disciple of the Shangqing faction, and he is a true disciple of the orthodox family. Whether it's to eliminate illness and disaster, or to pray for blessings and solve problems, there is nothing I can't do. ”

After hearing the words of the little Taoist, the masked man nodded and said, "Really? You're so powerful. ”

The little Taoist priest raised his head and laughed: "As long as I use a little means, I will ensure that you are safe and sound." ”

The masked man replied, "That's good, please show me the way to live, I don't want to die yet." ”

"No problem, the hero's business is my business, although it's good to wrap it up on me." But as soon as the conversation changed, the thin Taoist priest frowned, and said with some embarrassment, "However, this lottery fortune telling is one thing, and solving the crisis and ensuring safety is another." You only pay me one or two pieces of silver, which is enough to even make a set of incense and candle tributes, let alone do things like Jiao and go to the altar. Tsk, this, it's not easy for me to do it. If you want to stop the disaster, you have to get another money. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the thin Taoist priest stretched out his hand in front of the masked man, spread his five fingers, and shook deftly.