Chapter Fifty-Nine: Chronicles of a Small Town

That night, a new fortune-telling stall opened at the official road entrance in the west of Zhangjia Town, there was no flag behind the "Lotte knows his fate and is not worried", there was only a table, and there was a scholar-like person sitting in front of the table, wearing a cloth scarf, a white shirt and linen belt, and a book on the table, the scholar in front of the table was holding a pen, frowning and suddenly thinking about it, and suddenly neglecting his eyebrows, putting down the brush in his hand that had dried up, and looking at the official road.

Changqingzi has been in a very unhappy mood recently, and he is also a figure in charge of the ninth generation of the family, and he was inexplicably sent to this small village to pick up people, and he also cooperated with an old actor whose eyes grew to the cover of the heavenly spirit, and he really sour himself to the bones, and he didn't see anyone for several days, and when he tried to get a tea money, the result was that the person arrived, and the business was gone, and he just made up his mind to leave and heard the people below say that there was a peer in the west. Look, just a table, a book, a pen, a person, isn't it?

The scholar saw Changqingzi coming from the town, and took the initiative to put down the brush in his hand, but he still sat on the stool and did not move.

Changqingzi looked at the scholar in front of him suspiciously, coughed politely, clenched his fists with both hands, and pressed the thumb of his right hand on the second knuckle of his left index finger. But seeing the young man stretch out his hand and grab Changqingzi's fist, the corners of his mouth smiled indifferently,

"Slowly, not in the ninth stream. ”

"Is it difficult?" Changqingzi's eyes flashed, he stretched out his right thumb and index finger and opened them in front of his eyes, and the two fingers rubbed the earlobe of his right ear again, and said, "Nine-rate Huang Qingshan head and second-grade head Changqingzi, I have seen everyone." "Changqingzi has been mixing in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he doesn't care about things like skin for a long time, if he cares about these things, the head on his neck has long been used as a urinal for others. Seeing that the scholar was not in the ninth stream, and there was an indescribable temperament all over his body, he simply confessed. Unexpectedly, the scholar put aside the books on the table and said,

"Don't be busy, don't get into the ninth grade. Count it once?" the scholar's eyes were clear and serious.

"Damn, I've come across a wild way of pretending to be a ghost!" Changqingzi secretly scolded himself in his heart for being unproductive, and the longer he got into the mix, the more cowardly he became, and even a stinky boy who had just gone up the mountain frightened himself, and he was about to flip the table and beat people, and then call the two people below when he turned around, and brought him back to concoct this scholar well, so that he could know who was the ancestor who was the ancestor of the empty mouth and white teeth fooling people. The fortune teller seemed to see through the idea of Changqingzi, who had mysterious eyes, took out a pot of water, dipped the brush, waved a large pen on the table, one horizontal and one vertical, and then handed the pen to Changqingzi, and said,

"Don't worry, I'll calculate it for you first, don't you come to trouble me again, okay?" The tone was still light and light, without a trace of fireworks.

Changqingzi sneered, "Okay, count, I'll let you count!" took the brush on the table, from east to west, with one stroke, and there was no movement. "Okay, you can do the math for me. Changqingzi's face was hideous.

The fortune teller took the brush, rinsed it with water, and said, "Go west for a mile, and in a quarter of an hour it will be your time of death! ”

"Heh, take a good look at tomorrow's sunrise, that's your last sunrise. Changqingzi smiled and dropped this sentence and went west. At this moment, he seems to have lost his usual suspicious nature, why is a new liar who can understand the gestures of the lower nine streams and the upper nine grades, and will know this.

A quarter of an hour later, Changqingzi lay on the cold bluestone slab, no matter how cold the slate was, it could not compare to the piercing bones of the sword that pierced through the heart. Before he died, Changqingzi didn't think about why he died, but the scholar who told his fortune.

"One horizontal and one vertical, one vertical and one horizontal, one vertical and one horizontal, vertical and horizontal... Haha, cough, haha..."Changqingzi suddenly laughed maniacally, and the blood foaming from the corner of his mouth was filled with the scraps of internal organs, and he died soon after. Only then did a tall man appear, lifting Changqingzi's body and walking away.

"A month, it's a bit tight. The man said distressedly.

In the early morning of the second day, before the sun rose, Ye Wen woke up with a loud singing voice, presumably the apprentices of the Qingyuan Walk were practicing their voices. When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a pair of eyes that were pleasantly resentful, with a little inexplicable resentment.

"Why do you get up so early, little girl. The koi fish's whole body shrunk on the bed, only showing a small head on the edge of the bed to look at Ye Wen, who was sleeping on the floor last night, and the green silk on his head slid down, startling Ye Wen.

"Well, I'm leaving!" the koi sat up angrily, her hair fluttering. Ye Wen realized that the little girl seemed to have gone out, and she was leaving, which meant that Wu Suwen, who was known as the little emperor of Longdu, had a new task for her.

Ye Wen pulled the koi to sit in front of the dressing mirror, picked up the wooden comb and began to help the koi comb his hair.

"Can't you go if you don't go?" Ye Wenhu didn't want the koi to leave very much, not because he was reluctant to let her go, but because he didn't want her to be a murder knife in the hands of the little emperor with such a pure mind. As long as he thought of koi looking at him with blood on his hands, and calling himself "big brother!" with a smile, Ye Wen felt uncomfortable for a while. She shouldn't have been like this, she should have snuggled up to her parents and brother, and she was squeamish.

"No, I promised to ask my brother. Koi was lying on the dresser in great distress, obviously this Su Wen brother was very important to him. Ye Wen stagnated in his bra, his heart was sour, and he asked his brother.

Ye Wen left carefully holding up the koi's hair, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm leaving for the next reunion, isn't it." Ye Wen said reluctantly, jealous? Just kidding, how could I be jealous!

Tie her hair and tie a headband, Ye Wen looked at the elf-like girl in the bronze mirror, "Okay, little girl." ”

"Okay, then I'll go!" Koi turned around and blindfolded Ye Wen and said. In the next moment, Ye Wen opened his eyes, and there was only an empty room and himself in the room, as well as the open window. Ye Wen shook his head, temporarily put aside some of the sorrow in his chest, and tidied up the bedding on the bed and the floor before leaving his guest room.

Walking to the hall, Wu Qi, Chu Wensheng and the others had already gotten up, but there were two more people, two more "fairies" wearing green clothes, who were supposed to be casting bait on Xiafei Lake in King Xu's Mansion at this moment, Lu Zhu and Mo Yu.

"The prince is so romantic, the hibiscus tent is warm and drunk in the spring breeze one night, is his body and bones okay?" Ye Wen saw the two women beside Chu Wensheng who were helping to pick up vegetables, and joked, in fact, he already knew that there were three people in Chu Wensheng's room last night......

"Ahhh Chu Wensheng smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say, but there was a green bamboo with sharp teeth beside him.

"That's natural, our son-in-law is delicate and expensive, this material is the most frozen in the spring cold, without our warm quilt, what should I do if my son is sick? Unlike some gold and jade on the outside, but inside is the gentleman under the lake who sneaks and flies, this spring cold lake can't help it. Mo Yu on the side was obviously shy and introverted, but after hearing Lu Zhu's words, he couldn't help but grin at the corners of his mouth.

"Ah, eat and eat, eat without sleeping, everyone eats together, Chunfeng come and sit down to eat, it's cold. Wu Qi, the only one in the audience who had actually gone fishing in Xiafei Lake, saw that the situation was gradually unfavorable to him, so he quickly changed the topic and pulled Ye Wen to sit down for breakfast.

"The people of Qingyuan Xing want to exercise in the morning, and they get up early and eat early, so I didn't let them wait for us, Xiaoyu'er is estimated that someone has summoned him, let's eat directly, don't wait." After Ye Wen sat down, Wu Qisheng was afraid that Ye Wen would continue the topic, so he hurriedly babbled.

After Ye Wen sat down, he found that Chu Wensheng and the breakfast of himself and others were very different, not to mention that there were two beautiful maidservants serving him on the side, handing over porridge from time to time, wiping the rice grains from the corners of his mouth or something, which made Ye Wen shout in his heart, "Corruption, corruption!" lowered his head and destroyed the food that he had to eat before he was satisfied.

After breakfast, Ye Wen was about to go back to the room, just got up the ladder and turned back and said, "By the way, everyone come to my room for a while, there are things to discuss, including the good man who stayed on the roof all night, I left a bowl of white porridge for you to warm up." Ye Wen pointed to Chu Wensheng and pointed to the bowl of white porridge he had left on the table.

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