Listen to the sound of the wood closed,

The wooden sword master said that the sword was heavy,

Whoever is intoxicated, who lowers his eyes, who wets his sleeves.

This is the praise of the folk people to the wooden sword master, Ning Ran is now famous, the wealth is rolling, is about to take a large number of spirit coins to Yunxianglou to find a woman who is both perfect for cultivation and beauty, so as to achieve his great revenge, but he didn't expect to kill "Bi Ma Wen" halfway.

The teahouse was full of people, listening to the fake wooden sword master in front of him, but there was only one person who broke the excitement. strode behind the bad old man who pretended to be himself, knocked him, and interrupted him: "I heard that you can tell fortunes, can you count it for me." ”

The old man was talking about joy, turned his head sharply, and scolded: "That little rabbit cub is disturbing Lao Tzu." ”

Ning Ran saw his face, almost didn't sit on the ground, it was not that the other party was domineering, but he could see this face, isn't Ning Ran's outfit this old man's?

"I heard that Master Mujian's Buddhism is profound and can solve the suffering of the world, so I came here to ask for advice. Ning Ran pretended to be calm, he thought that the old man did not see his appearance, and this dress was improved by himself, he might not recognize it.

"Originally, the poor monk only told fortunes to three people a day, but today I see your sincerity, so I will make an exception for you to count. ”

Ning Ran listened to it and thought: I still know Lao Tzu's rules, it seems that this family is prepared, but looking at his appearance, I don't know my brother and me, I must let you have a long memory, and you dare to make up for it.

"Even if you calculate my identity, you can calculate it accurately, and all this spiritual money is yours. After speaking, Ning Ran didn't forget to shake his bulging money bag.

There were many people around, a small part of them were tea drinkers, and most of them heard about the arrival of the wooden sword master and specially cheered. It's just that Ning Ran has just come to this city, and people have basically never seen him, and now everyone only recognizes the fake wooden sword master in front of him.

The old man stroked his scattered hair, so he calculated and said: "According to my calculations from the heavens, the earth and the nebula, you are from a rich background, and you have been rich in clothes and food for seventeen years, but your fate is a lonely star, your life is bumpy, and the ending is uncertain. ”

The surrounding crowd was amazed, but they didn't expect it to be calculated so quickly.

Brother Buluo smiled dryly, his face did not show a big reaction, but his heart turned over the river and the sea, and read: This old man is really godly, this is also too accurate, and even his future has been calculated?

"You said that I was born rich and noble, so why didn't I go out without a sedan chair to pick me up?" rather than believe that he was so powerful.

"That's because ......" he didn't say the reason quickly, but thought for a moment and continued: "Because you like to be alone, and you're afraid that others will look down on your bald head." ”

The people around him secretly gasped and thought, I see.

"You said I'm alone, so what is this?" he said, Ning Ran put Xiaobai, who was hiding behind his head, on his shoulder.

"This ......"

Without waiting for the Taoist priest to refute, Ning Ran preemptively said: "You said that you are a Wooden Sword Heavenly Master, but I have heard of the origin of the 'Wooden Sword Master' because he has a wooden sword that will never leave his body. ”

The people around him suddenly discussed, "Yes, I heard that the Wooden Sword Master has a wooden sword that is powerful in the world. ”

Striking while the iron was hot, Ning Ran continued: "You said that you are a wooden sword master, but can the master wear a broken Taoist robe like yours, can the wooden sword master have hair, who are you?"

Hearing this, people suddenly realized that this guy was a fake master.

Ning Ran said this, smiled, and did not speak.

At this time, suddenly a person in the crowd pointed at Ning Ran and shouted: "I have seen him, this is the real wooden sword master, look at that little white dog and wooden sword." ”

When people heard this, they all reacted, and hurriedly greeted Ning Ran: "I've seen the master." ”

Ning Ran smiled happily, touched Xiaobai, and looked at the old man.

"Master, I was wrong, you can spare me. Unexpectedly, the old man begged for mercy again and again.

"The donor is serious, now that you know that you are wrong, then it is nothing, but remember, do not deceive the people in the future. Ning Ran said deliberately.

When people saw this scene, they said, "The master is generous." ”

Ning Ran thought to herself, this time I am more famous, and I am very happy. It's just that at this time, the old man leaned into Ning Ran's ear and muttered: "I'll give you the clothes, remember the fate I told you, hahaha......" After speaking, the old man walked towards the door with a smile.

The body stiffened as if it were frozen. Ning Ran looked at the back of this old man, and couldn't believe it, even the Buddha 10,000 years ago didn't have the ability to calculate the past and future, who is this old man?

At this moment, a clear voice came: "Amitabha, I am also a Buddhist cultivator, from the east, I heard that there is a master here who claims to be a master of the wooden sword, proficient in ancient and modern wonders, can watch the stars and tell fortunes, can solve the troubles and sorrows of the world." ”

I don't know when there was a little fat man in the crowd, with a round face, short hair, wearing green clothes, looking at this age, he should be younger than Ning Ran, and he really can't see that he is a Buddhist master.

The first feeling that this little fat man gave Ning Ran was that his eyes were so bright, big, and a little glowing with blue light, like priceless gems.

"It turned out to be a disciple of Buddhism, and the poor monk is the person you are looking for, and I don't know what the donor has to say. "Rather than call the other party a master, the name of the master is the only one.

"I walk the world, and in my understanding, even if the Buddha is alive, he can't have the same ability as you, I don't know where you learned it. ”

As soon as the little fat man came up, he challenged Ning Ran, and made it clear that Ning Ran was a liar.

"Don't you know?"

"What do I know?"

"You and I are a family, believing in the Buddha and respecting his old people, all of whom are compassionate and take the salvation of the world as their own responsibility. ”

Ning Ran kicked the question back again and told him that Lao Tzu learned from your Buddha, you don't, you don't have the ability.

This little fat man didn't expect Ning Ran to be so powerful, and he was shocked. Then he said: "Since you have this ability, I have a problem, I don't know if you can solve it." ”

If you want to test me, in front of so many people, you still have to agree, and the soldiers will cover the water and the earth. Ning Ran thought secretly.

"What does the donor mean by trying it out with me?"

That's what the poor monk meant. ”

"Since you want to compete, you must say the calendar, the poor monk is from the Oriental Shenzhou, one person, one sword and one dog into the rivers and lakes, known as the master of the wooden sword, Ning Ran. ”

The little fat man took a look, stepped forward, and said loudly: "The poor monk comes from the ancient land of the East, and he travels the world alone, and he is known as the cloth-clothed monk, Li Qing." ”

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, I didn't expect someone to dare to challenge the wooden sword, everyone was excited and excited.

"Donor, please ask the question. "Ning Ran's deep right hand, full of master demeanor.

The little fat man was not hypocritical, and said directly: "Say, there was a woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop wood, and suddenly found that a bird fell from the sky and landed at his feet, he picked it up and looked at it, the bird closed its eyes, and dared to ask, is this bird alive or dead?"

After listening to the little fat man's question, Ning Ran thought: He is deliberately embarrassing me, I said that the bird is alive, he must say that it fell to death, I said that the bird is dead, he must say that the bird is sleeping.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the little fat man hurriedly said, "Don't you know how to answer?"

Facing the other party's forced questioning, Ning Ran suddenly showed a smile on his face.

"I guess the bird is dead. ”

"Haha, you lost, this bird is alive, it's just too tired and fell asleep. The little fat man said with a smile.

The people around him were also shocked, could it be that the wooden sword master lost?

"Poor Dao lost. ”

"It's good to admit that you lost, the bird is alive, you answered wrong, hahaha......" The little fat man named Li Qing was a little carried away.

Ning Ran looked at the little monk again and said loudly: "The poor monk lost, but I saved the bird." ”

When everyone heard this, they all understood that the master had lost in order to save the bird, and the master didn't care about winning or losing at all.

"Master Wooden Sword is merciful. Everyone said respectfully.

Li Qing looked at everyone's reactions and knew that he had fallen behind, and he was very unwilling. So Ning Ran said: "I have always heard that the wooden sword master is knowledgeable, I don't know if you can answer my question again." ”

Boy, as far as your IQ is concerned, it's the same how many questions you make, and I'm afraid that you won't succeed, Ning Ran thought in his heart.

"If the donor has any doubts, just ask. ”