Ningyang City, worthy of being the imperial capital of the Beidou Empire, when night falls, the voice of the people not only does not weaken, but from it too much, the voice of the people is boiling, and the excitement is extraordinary.

"The steamed buns with mutton stuffing, they are delicious and not greasy, and they don't need money if they are not delicious!"

"The freshly baked pot noodles are fragrant, guest officer, do you want a bowl?"

The streets were full of delicious food, Xiao Su'er's little face was red and she swallowed saliva, and her little hands were clutching Tang San's fat hair, not knowing what to eat.

"What's the matter, Xiao Su'er, do you want it?"

"......" Xiao Su'er nodded like a chicken pecking rice, very well-behaved and obedient.

Hearing this, Tang San let out a heroic laugh, waved his big hand, commanded Xiao Huohuo and Ning Xiaoque, and said magnificently: "Buy them all!"

"Thank you, Brother Wenya!" Xiao Su'er's eyes were full of emotion.

Tang Sanpang's real name is Tang Wenya, Tang Sanpang is just a nickname he gave himself, the name Wenya, it's not about how vulgar it is, but how vulgar it is to be on him, it makes people feel that Tang Sanpang is really fat and elegant!

Now that Xiao Su'er was called out on the street, it attracted passers-by to look sideways, and there was a bad beautiful girl who covered her sleeves and giggled at Tang San's fat, but she was stared back majestically by Tang San's fat mung bean's big eyes.

"I've never seen a fat man so handsome, have I?"

"Let me tell you, if this had been left six years ago, the fat master would have abolished you all!"

Tang Sanpang scolded with a fierce face, the girls who were still laughing at Tang Sanpang just now, Lianbu ran away very quickly, and those concerned eyes disappeared, Tang Sanpang put a smile on Xiao Su'er with a proud face.

"Xiao Su'er, Brother Tang is discussing something with you. ”

"Brother Wenya, what's the matter?" Xiao Su'er looked at Tang Wenya with a simple face, her long eyelashes fanned like two puff fans, and she blinked her two beautiful big eyes.

Tang San had a bitter face, and said with a sad expression: "Can you stop calling Brother Wenya in the future, is it okay to call Brother Tang?"

"People think Brother Wenya is very good, why change it?" As she spoke, Xiao Su'er's big sparkling eyes glanced around.

Tang San's fat mind moved, he smiled like a strange uncle, and said, "Buy, buy, buy, buy whatever you want!"

"As long as you don't call Brother Wenya anymore, hehe. ”

"Well, then you can't talk and don't count!" Xiao Su'er clapped her little hands and shouted with a smile: "Brother Wenya!"

"Oh my God!" Tang Wenya cried with a sad face, not with such a scoundrel.

Yang Fan, who happened to be carrying a bowl of pot noodles, walked through the crowd, and happened to see Tang San's exaggerated expression of pain, and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Fatty, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just that my heart hurts a little!" Waving his hand weakly, Tang Sanfat said that he had accepted his fate.

"Hehe...... Xiao Su'er showed a row of small white teeth, slyly smiled, everything was not in words.

In this regard, Yang Fan seemed to think of something, it should be Xiao Su'er who bullied poor Tang San again, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was really embarrassing to be fat.

Xiao Su'er's eyes suddenly lit up and pointed to the place selling sugar gourds on the corner of the street, patted the mount under her little buttocks, and shouted loudly: "Brother Wenya, I want to eat that!"

"Buy!" Tang San chubby and wanted to cry without tears and walked over there with Xiao Su'er, Yang Fan shook his head with a smile and followed.

After a while, the three of them came to the place where sugar gourds were sold, and when they got closer, they found that this sugar gourd seller was a little special.

A sugar gourd was inserted into the straw, and on the left was a long sail with the words 'Heavenly Machine' written on it, and in the middle was an old-looking gray cloth desk, behind which sat an old man.

The old man was dressed in a shabby green robe, covered with grease, revealing slightly yellowed teeth stained with green vegetable leaves, looking at Yang Fan and the three with a smile on his face, and asked, "How many words are measured or look at the heavenly machine?"

"Uh......" Tang Sanpang didn't dare to compliment this old man's appearance, especially because there was a strange smell on his body, which made Tang Sanpang instinctively not want to say anything more to him, pointed to the sugar gourd on the right, and said, "Let's buy sugar gourd!"

The old man in the green robe shook his head lightly and said, "The gourd is not for sale, and the word measurement depends on the heavenly machine, so it will be given away for free." ”

"Xiao Su'er, you see that people don't sell it, let's buy it in another place!" Tang Sanpang looked up at the little girl above, today she is the protagonist!

"No, I'm going to eat the sugar gourd here!" Xiao Su'er pouted, and her face was full of reluctance.

But this kind of thing is such as measuring words and looking at the heavenly machine, how can Tang Sanpang believe it, he is a mystery, the helmsman of the Tang family in the future, it is obvious that this old man is a magic stick who cheats money, which makes Tang Sanpang's heart even more disgusted.

So, Tang Sanfat cast a look at Yang Fan for help, Yang Fan stepped forward with a smile and said humbly: "Senior, how about you test the word for the junior?"

"Good!" As he spoke, the old man in Tsing Yi picked up a quill and handed it to Yang Fan, pushed the white paper on the desk in front of Yang Fan, and said meaningfully: "Write down the words you want to measure." ”

Holding a quill and looking at the white paper under his hand, Yang Fan didn't know what word to write for a while, at this time, Tang Sanpang next to him saw that he hadn't written a fart for a long time, and couldn't help muttering, "Yang Fan, you can just write a word, what do you want to do so much?"

"If you can't think of it, you can just write your Yang character on it!"

"Okay, just write the word Yang!" Yang Fan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, picked up the pen and put down the pen, and wrote a good-looking Yang character in one go, then smiled with satisfaction, and pushed the white paper with the written words back to the old man in the green robe.

The old man in the green robe pinched his wrinkled chin without a beard, picked up the white paper, glanced at the starry sky, and calculated and pinched it on his fingers, and after a while, the old man in the green robe opened his eyes completely, and a stream of light emerged, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to its blandness.

"I have read countless words in my life, and there has never been a word that I can't read, you write this word well!" The old man in the green robe said: "I can only understand half of your words." ”

Hearing that the old man in the green robe had a god, Yang Fan also had a trace of interest in his heart, so he asked, "What's the solution?"

"Huh. The old man in the green robe smiled wrinkledly, and said: "This Yang character is originally made of wood and Yi characters, and you are going to the south in the near future, there is a mountain in the south, and there are trees and jungles on it, this is the wooden character." ”

"What mountain?" Speaking of a mountain, Yang Fan remembered that mountain.

"God Emperor Mountain!"

"How could this old man in a green robe know that he was going to the Divine Emperor Mountain, could he really have the ability to peep into the heavens?" Yang Fan was shocked in his heart, but he still didn't believe it, but his expression was inevitably a little respectful.

"After a while, the juniors are indeed going to rush to the Divine Emperor Mountain, I don't know how to solve the second half of the old man, and what about going to the evil luck?"

"It's very dangerous!" The old man in the green robe blurted out and said: "Yi Zi Pingtou, it is beheading, if you go, you will not be able to save your life!"

"So, don't go. ”

As soon as the old man in the green robe finished speaking, Tang San Fat next to him stopped doing it, shouting and arguing, and said, "Stinky old man, how did you talk, my brother went to God Emperor Mountain, how could he die!"

"Do you look at heaven or life and death, fat man, I don't believe that my brother will die in God Emperor Mountain!"

"That's it, how could Brother Yang Fan die!" Xiao Su'er was also indignant.

"Since I don't think I can see the old man, then, young man, how about we make a bet?" Regarding Tang Sanfat's quarrel, the old man in the green robe didn't care so much, but looked at Tang Sanpang lightly.

"Bet on what?" Tang San's fat mung bean-sized eyes stared at the old man in the green robe.

"If your brother dies, how about you give me the ghost scroll?" The old man in the green robe looked at Tang San with a smile.

I saw that when Tang Sanfat heard the ghost scroll, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately retreated to Yang Fan's side, and said in a low voice: "Yang Fan, this old man is a little evil, let's leave quickly!"

You must know that the Tang family, as a family that inherits scrolls, cannot do without the treasure at the bottom of the box, and the ghost scroll is the most powerful and oldest treasure of the Tang family.

In today's Dongxuan Continent, there are few people who know that the Tang family has a ghost and god scroll, and it is most likely to know the characters of the Tang family's ghost and god scroll, and it is possible to know some of the secrets of the Tang family if it is pushed up three hundred years!

However, the old man in the green robe in front of him is an ordinary person, not like the kind of old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, so how did he know about the ghost and god scroll?

Regarding the Tang family's ghost and god scrolls, Yang Fan had only seen a few records in the ancient books of Qimen, which were not very detailed, so he was slightly surprised in his heart, but he did not immediately pull Tang San away.

Instead, he took out a handful of gold coins from the spirit ring and put them on the desk of the old man in the green robe, but he saw the old man in the green robe smiled contemptuously and said, "I don't accept money from the dead here, let's talk about it when you come back alive!"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, but the movements in his hands stopped, and after a long time, he took back the gold coins on the table into the spirit ring, and didn't say anything, just took a deep look at the old man in the green robe, and arched his hand and said: "Thank you for the old man's admonition, the junior farewell!"

But just as Yang Fan was about to leave with Tang Sanfat, the old man stopped him again and said, "You may be able to eat this sugar gourd, it is sweet and sour, and the taste is in it." ”

Yang Fan's eyes showed a deep essence, looking at the sugar gourd on the left that was inserted in the straw and was as bright red as blood, Yang Fan hesitated for a while, took off the three strings, thanked him again, and left with Tang Sanfat.

And after Yang Fan and a few people left in a hurry, the old man in the green robe also packed up and left Ningyang City at night, and when he went out of the city gate, the old man in the green robe glanced at the white glass palace on Ningyang City with his cloudy eyes!

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