"Little Senior Brother, why are you like a stake, the pestle is motionless there?"

Fu Zhi buckled the gate of the front yard, first let out a long sigh of relief, and then turned around, muttering a small mouth and questioning Qiu Fang.

At this moment, there was no one in the front yard, and Zhou Zong, as the head of the sect, naturally said that he was the same, and the group of disciples gave him a drink, and they didn't know where they went.

"I don't know, I always feel familiar when I look at that person." Qiu Fang looked up at the sky and said slowly, his mind also sinking into memories.

"You said that Uncle Seventh is or... The young monk? Fu Zhi tilted her head slightly, frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously.

"Monk. I always felt like I had seen him somewhere. Qiu Fang's tone was still slow and calm, and his tone dragged on, as if his thoughts had not yet returned. But even though he scratched his head, he couldn't remember when or where he had seen the monk.

At the end, he smiled to himself again, shook his head stupidly and laughed at himself: "The person I have talked to in my life can count on two hands, how can I see him?" ”

After that, he didn't wait for Fu Zhi to ask again, and asked to himself: "Little junior sister, then let's go into the city now?" ”

Presumably the girl likes to go into the city, as soon as Qiu Fang mentioned entering the city, her eyes seemed to shine, and she quickly nodded and responded: "Of course, of course, out of the front hall is the door." ”

Qiu Fang couldn't remember how he walked in with Zhou Zong last night, but he felt that this East Pole Gate was strangely big, as if it was a few points bigger than Zhenming Mountain, and it was intricate inside and out.

At this moment, he could only honestly follow Fu Zhi and walk briskly for a while before he walked out of the mansion.

The autumn sun is shining brightly, and the sun is shining. In Los Angeles during the day, the crowds are not weaker than the night market. There are Luo teams carrying baggage boxes shuttling through the streets, and the cries around them come and go. The men of the Locke team called to each other, and the young men would stop and play with each other whenever they saw something new, and a warm smile appeared on their faces, perhaps thinking of bringing some exotic scenery back to their wives and children.

Since going out, Fu Zhi has been even more radiant, jumping up and down when she walks, feeling comfortable and unhappy. Speaking of the children of the Dongji Gate, they mostly practice the mystical Taoism in the gate on weekdays, and without the permission of the teacher, they are not allowed to wander around Los Angeles at will, so as not to cause trouble.

It is rare for a girl to go out once, naturally it is a small stall selling candy here, a small shop selling hairpins there, drilled all over the place, and she refuses to let go of all the things that young girls like.

The young man's eyes were also full of novelty, this dazzling array of objects and food was something he had never heard of and never seen on Zhenming Mountain, watching Fu Zhi dressing and fiddling there, he was also happy to relax, infected by this leisure, his heavy mind was also thrown out of the clouds.

"Little brother, it's a rare opportunity to come out once, why don't you buy something?" Fu Zhi smiled, and after fiddling with the paper figures on the stall, she turned her head sideways and raised her eyebrows lightly and asked Qiufang.

Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, he knew that it cost money to buy things, but he had lived in the mountains for sixteen years, and the money and him didn't see each other, so he had to shake his head awkwardly and said: "I... No money. ”

The girl was also stunned when she heard this, and wondered in her heart, although the Dongji Gate, which has deep roots, is said to be a sect that cultivates spells, but it also operates countless industries under its name, and cultivation and business have always been incompatible.

But the matter has come to this, and after several contacts, she only feels that this little senior brother is gentle and elegant, and she feels very kind in her heart. didn't be stingy, quietly touched the small purse on his waist, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "It's okay, junior sister borrowed you." ”

Qiu Fang heard this, and felt a warm current in his heart, there are not many people he has been in contact with in this world, but fortunately, among these few people, everyone treats him very well, and among these people who treat him well, to this day, the only person who can respond with him and ask for the same breath is the little woman in front of him, no wonder he is deeply moved.

Although he sighed in his heart, he didn't admit it in his mouth, but just shirked: "No need, little junior sister, I don't lack anything." ”

"But junior brother, I don't see any objects you have been looking at along the way, but they are not to your liking?"

"I grew up in the mountains, and although these things are new, I am not very interested in them." Qiu Fang replied, in the final analysis, he is also a little Taoist priest's heart, and his cultivation with a pure heart and few desires makes him not as curious about everything as his peers.

"Yamanaka?"

"Yes, Master and I live in Zhenming Mountain outside the Imperial City. Speaking of which, this is the first time I've come down the mountain. ”

"For the first time?" The girl was extremely surprised when she heard this, and looked at Qiu Fang with eyes like copper bells, looking incredulous, and finally said: "Isn't that life not fun at all." ”

Qiu Fang smiled and said disapprerovingly: "Not really, although the scriptures are boring and boring, there are thousands of worlds hidden in the fortune-telling and sword talisman techniques that Master taught me." ”

"Fortune telling?"

"Yes, fortune telling." Autumn Boat replied.

At the end, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise, "You... Haven't studied? ”

Although the girl's head shook like a rattle, her eyes were full of anticipation and adoration, as if she had seen something incredible, and the surprise on her face was undoubtedly revealed.

Seeing this, Qiu Fang scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and replied in a low voice: "Although Master has only taught methods, and I have not practiced them, I can still teach you some formulas." ”

However, the girl did not ask him for advice as Wu Qiufang expected, but crossed her fingers, stretched lazily, and shook her head without hesitation.

"I heard Master say that the art of numerology is profound and difficult to understand, and everything in the world is difficult to disobey the will of God. Until I can memorize the mystical talismans of the East Pole Gate one by one, I still don't want to learn them. The girl said softly, took out a piece of parchment from her cuff, sighed, and continued: "But five years ago, when my father took me to Dongji Gate to learn art, I was stopped by a fortune teller in the city and gave me a letter of eight characters, all written on it. Look! ”

Qiu Fang wondered why this little junior sister carried this parchment with her, and took it, just after a first glance, she didn't have time to dig deeper, and heard Fu Zhi say on the side: "That gentleman said that I had a fate." ”

"But Master said that fate is determined by heaven, and I won't be counted." Qiu Fang said embarrassedly, but looking at the little junior sister's expectant expression, he couldn't bear it.

"Little Senior Brother, you have learned this craft, but you have not counted it for others?" Fu Zhi saw that Qiu Fang was unwilling, and her expression became a little lonely again.

"Yes, Master only taught me the rules, but didn't let me do the calculations for others. But I don't have anyone to count on. ”

"Then you haven't even counted yourself?"

Qiu Fang nodded seriously, and said, "I haven't counted anyone." ”

"No, junior brother, you just make an exception, just take a look, just take a look, okay?" Fu Zhi's eyes rolled and she moved closer to Qiufang, and her aggrieved and coquettish appearance made the young man unguarded.

But Qiu Fang still hesitated, on the one hand, the little junior sister begged him, and on the other hand, the master's iron order was like a mountain, and he was in a dilemma. Fortunately, he was accustomed to listening to the master's orders, and when he settled down, he still said without knowing pity: "The master has an order first, and I dare not disobey it." ”

"So what? Just tell me if the gentleman is right or not, and you don't need to do anything for me. Fu Zhi chased after him and made another plan.

When the young man heard this, although he was reluctant in his heart, he quietly glanced at the parchment in his eyes, and took a cursory look, this little junior sister killed heavily in the original game, and the day branch sat and killed, neither printing nor food injuries to system, as the gentleman said, life is in danger.

But seeing this, he felt guilty in his heart, and hurriedly turned his head, not daring to think about it further, but he was thinking that this fortune teller was right, and the little junior sister should have a catastrophe, and he didn't know how to talk to Fu Zhi for a while.

"Why, is it true? Little brother. Fu Zhi asked nervously, pulling the distracted Qiu Fang back to reality, her surging gaze was so kind, but at this moment there was a hint of hesitation.

Although the boy had never lied, he was kind-natured, and he didn't want to disturb the girl's pure heart, and he knew that a white lie was not a bad thing, so he had to make up a sentence a little bluntly: "He was wrong." ”

After the young man said this, a strong sense of guilt crept into his heart again, and he hurriedly stuffed the parchment back into the girl's hand, and the cold face of the Taoist seemed to appear in his mind, so frightened that he hurriedly apologized in his heart.

"Hmph, I told my dad a long time ago, looking at that gentleman's sloppy appearance, he must have been abducted and cheated into eating at that street corner, and my father still didn't believe me." When Fu Zhi heard this, she complained as if she had been amnestied.

But the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, so she stomped her foot, grabbed Qiufang's arm, and said angrily: "No, little brother, you go with me to find him, his words have disturbed me for five years, and this revenge will not be avenged... Beauty! ”

Before the boy could respond, he was dragged forward by a force, only to notice the chagrin in his heart and the girl's anger still in the air.