Jiang Lihu looked at Xu Mi suspiciously, and it didn't look like this old man had done anything in it. He is a person who doesn't like to work hard, and he doesn't believe in numerology very much, so when he heard that he couldn't sign it at the moment, he didn't feel disappointed, but he just smiled and quipped, "Old Taoist, this is missing the root sign from now on, and it won't be on my head." ”

Xu Mi clapped his hands, looked at the bamboo crumbs stained on the placket, and habitually wanted to go to the dust, only to find that the dust had been handed over to Mu Tan, so he reached out to pick it up and turned around with a wry smile, "It doesn't matter, it is said that there are one hundred and eight signatures in the lottery holder at the earliest, and in fact, when it reaches the old Tao's hand, it will be one hundred and two signatures." It is said that when the last viewer was there, it was also ......"

Xu Mi's voice stopped abruptly, a pair of slitted triangular eyes suddenly widened, and his face showed an incredible expression. At this moment, how could he care about the Taoist quiet and inactive manners, and he didn't even care about the dust that he had just gotten in his hand and fell to the ground, he just stretched out his fingers and pointed at Jiang Li, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, and even spoke with trembling energy.

Everyone looked at the old Taoist leader's fingers, and then they saw that on the lottery holder that Jiang Li was holding in his hand, the thick and rich black layer had somehow faded, and at this moment it was completely new, and the whole body showed a crystal white color. The textures depicting the sun, moon, stars, rivers and seas are engraved on the surface of the stick, but no matter how beautifully carved they are, they no longer have the same agility as before.

The old Taoist looked at the sticker, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He sensed that the qi machine on the stick holder was completely gone, like a dead thing, and his face was even more difficult to see, if it weren't for the presence of outsiders, he was afraid that he would pounce on it and howl in pain.

Jiang Li looked at the stick holder in surprise, and looked at his palm white and ruddy, not dyed a little black, thinking that this old Taoist priest had played some trick and wanted to set up a situation to touch the porcelain to deceive himself?

It's just that the old Taoist chief was heartbroken, and he thought to himself why he was so violent, and the performance was really a bit too much.

Obviously, the stick holder in his hand at this moment was cool and refreshing, not at all as warm as when he started it just now, but in Jiang Li's hand at this moment, it was like a hot potato, and he hurriedly placed it on the table carefully, only then he rubbed his hands vigorously, and said with a smile, "Old Daoist, you see that this stick holder was dirty before, but it has become much more beautiful when you meet me." ”

"Bullshit!" Xu Mi heard such cool words, and he couldn't care about the city lord for a while, so he was so angry that he almost couldn't even speak, and he relieved himself for a while, raised his hand and pointed to the stick holder on the table, and said with a painful face, "That's the incense offering of Sanqing like a thousand years ago, this is gone, what face will there be in the future to see the ancestors of Qingfeng Guan." ”

Xu Mi regretted that his intestines were about to be broken, and he didn't know what the origin of this kid in front of him was, and he had to pay such a price for him. Looking at the death of this sign, I am afraid that even if it is not the son of Tiandao, it is almost too much.

Seeing Jiang Li standing in front of him with an innocent face, Xu Mi was full of anger and didn't fight anywhere, so he couldn't beat this guy out of anger. Just thinking about the fate of that lottery, thinking about these thoughts in my stomach, I know that this luck is in the favor of heaven, and I can't help but suffer the curse of God.

What's more, he took the initiative to beg for him to be counted, who can blame him?

Thinking so in his heart, when Xu Mi looked at Jiang Li again, there was a somewhat kind smile on his face, and while taking the dust picked up by Mu Tan from the ground, he sang Amitayus Fu, and sighed abruptly, "Little boy don't need to blame himself, gain and lose from fate, and there is no increase or decrease in his heart, so it is natural." ”

Jiang Liwang suddenly gritted his teeth and forced a smile, and he couldn't help but be a little flustered in his heart, and he didn't know what the mystery was. The heart said that it would be good if you didn't come to slander me, where did you blame yourself in your heart. It's just that this doesn't sound like he wants to be embarrassed by himself, so he is happy to pretend to be well-behaved, and he stands aside obediently and claims to be.

Li Xinglin and Cao Ru saw that Xu Mi Daochang was uneasy, so they didn't say much, and after a few words of comfort, they said goodbye and left.

In the carriage, Cao Ru leaned on Li Xinglin's shoulder and closed his eyes to take a nap. The bumps of the wheels are very rhythmic, and it is easy to make the life sitting in the carriage a little sleepy, thinking that there is still a long way to go back, Cao Ru probed his hand and scooped up a cushion, put it behind Li Xinglin, and said softly, "Close your eyes and sleep for a while, these two days are also hard." ”

Li Xinglin snorted, helped Cao Ru's body to lie down, pillowed on his lap, and said, "I was thinking about what happened in the Taoist temple just now." ”

"I can't figure it out, do I?" Cao Ru narrowed his eyes and sighed comfortably, "I can't see through the truth or falsehood of that Huogong Daoist for a while, and I can only verify it if I have the opportunity in the future." ”

Li Xinglin said, "It's not for this, it's common for the two countries to exchange spies and send spies, even if southern Xinjiang is remote, it's not surprising that there are one or two, I'm thinking about the fortune telling." ”

Cao Ru sighed, thinking that his husband had never paid much attention to these things, but today he took the initiative to talk about it rarely, so he opened his eyes slightly and said: "The theory of numerology and luck has always been very ethereal, even if Daoist Xu Mi does have some Taoism, what he asked for us in the past can be regarded as a miracle, but this time it is too weird, and it is really possible that he can't say it." ”

"I'm thinking about it, and what Daoist Xu Mi said in the end makes sense. A few days ago, the flying sword couldn't penetrate it, and this life is really not a joke. Even if the second prince made a move, who knew that the second prince would appear there and secretly help each other. Also, that poison is so powerful, you can't take him. Li Xinglin didn't think anything of it at first, but when he linked these together, the more he talked about it, the more amazing he felt, and he just said happily, "In the future, I won't have to be nicer to Jiang Li, this kid." ”

Cao Ru responded with a smile, and suddenly remembered something, so he continued, "A few days ago, I was laughing, and let Ning Jing also worship him as a teacher, but then I thought about it and made some trouble, so that's it." ”

Li Xinglin couldn't do it again and again, but saw Cao Ru snort and said, "As long as you abide by the rules, just accept a registered disciple, everyone Yu Haoxin is very happy, what do you care." ”

"It's just that the Sword Pavilion uses the sword as a teacher, even if he quietly worships the Sword Pavilion, at most he will call him Uncle Sheng, after all, there is no fate between master and apprentice. Anyway, now in response to Yu Hao's new relationship, Ning Jing also calls him uncle, which is also very good. Cao Rufu closed his eyes again, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's really as you said, let Ning Jing also rub his luck." ”

In the carriage here, there was a couple talking without saying a word, and in the carriage behind him, Jiang Li was lying in the car without any image, so unhappy with Erlang's legs, humming a minor tune that he didn't know where he learned, looking very leisurely.

The thin sword had already been stored in the box by him, so as not to accidentally poke himself when it was bumping.

Xiao Feijian flashed out of his eyebrows, and looked at each other angrily, "I'm irritable, and I don't let people sleep." ”

Jiang Li was lying there, he didn't even bother to move his buttocks, he just pointed his finger at his face, and said proudly, "Little Sword Spirit, look at me, am I so handsome." ”

Xiao Feijian sneered twice, listening to the scorn in that tone, I was afraid that if I really opened my mouth, I was afraid that I would have already spit on Jiang Li's face, "Chosen son, destiny?" Do you believe the old Taoist's nonsense? ”

"Or else?" Jiang Li snorted twice, thinking that your little sword spirit was busy sleeping all day long, and he didn't look at the big scene just now. The so-called ignorant are not guilty, and they will be more generous.

But I heard Xiao Feijian jump twice in the air, the tip of the sword pointed at his nose, and poked it several times up, down, left and right. Jiang Li knew that it was the signature action of the little sword spirit scolding, but he didn't care.

Xiao Feijian jumped a few times, and when he saw that the goods were lazy and shameless, he couldn't help but say angrily, "It has a half-dime relationship with you, and it's not Lao Tzu's hands and feet?" ”

"Huh?"

"Look at the palm of your right hand, is there a small wound?"

"Oh! Really! Where did it come from?! Jiang Li held his palm, looked at the small scar on the spot of the Shaofu Trick on the palm of his hand, and saw that the color seemed to be newly added, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Could it be that the old Taoist priest cheated me?" ”

"I cut it with my own hands, uncle, and the skin is really thick, and it took a lot of effort." Xiao Feijian smacked hard, "If it weren't for that, would you be able to suck all that luck dry?" ”

Knowing that he was not a darling of the Heavenly Dao, Jiang Li, who had fallen from the clouds all of a sudden, did not feel too much frustration, but just sat up and said strangely, "I want to suck those things to do." ”

"It's a good thing to make up. At least your little sapling, who loves to make small reports, likes it tightly. Xiao Feijian was proud, "You mortals, how can you know the beauty of it, even the old Taoist priest also knows it, but I don't know why." ”

"Speaking of that old Taoist priest, there are really two brushes, if I hadn't done it, I would have really been able to count you to the bottom." Xiao Feijian took a sip and said angrily, "My people also want to see the light." Dream! ”

Jiang Li looked at Xiao Feijian in astonishment, and the more he spoke, the more angry he became, thinking to himself that since he asked someone to tell the hexagram, he couldn't figure it out. This is not allowed to open a stall, and if it is too accurate, it is too domineering. But he listened to Xiao Jianling's scolding, but this time the object was changed to himself, "You say that this fortune-telling is fun?" Peeping at the popularity machine to intercept the luck of the people, some of the methods are similar to the witchcraft of the witchcraft, and they don't weigh how many lives they have for others. ”

Jiang Li nodded again and again, swore that he would never do divination in the future, Xiao Feijian calmed down slightly, thinking about his own head and face like this, although this guy was mostly just unconvinced, but at least he had enough face, so he didn't care anymore, so he beckoned Jiang Li to look around the sea together.