"Half ...... Immortal. ”

Gu Changsheng muttered and repeated this title, and the brilliance in his eyes began to become strange - this name is not unusual, it seems that ordinary roadside vendors, second-rate fortune tellers, all like to use this kind of name to support themselves.

This kind of method can naturally be understood by Gu Changsheng.

It's just that......

Thinking of the words of this 'half-immortal' talent, Gu Changsheng's senses towards him became a little subtle.

This man must know something.

And, most likely, also a monk?

With such a complicated mind, Gu Changsheng was silent for a moment before turning around and walking towards the stall.

The man who claimed to be Song Banxian didn't turn his head, he just tilted his ears sideways, as if he 'heard' Gu Changsheng's footsteps, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, little friend, sit."

He pointed to the small bench in front of the stall, Gu Changsheng nodded, raised his leg and sat up.

As soon as he took his seat, Gu Changsheng saw that this half-immortal cleared his throat and straightened his throat. He lifted his sleeves and half-rolled them up, revealing a small half of his arm, as if he was serious.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng was somewhat interested. But before he could speak, he saw this Song Banxian stretching out his hand to him......

And his right arm swept in front of him.

The palms of the hands are spread flat, and the five fingers are slightly raised, as if to indicate something?

Gu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know the reason, so he asked.

"Mr. Song, ...... are you?"

The other party grinned toothily and shook his head and said.

"Hey, little friend. This walking, staying in the hotel and resting all need money to take care of, which is not only confused, but also needs to burn incense and worship the Buddha. ”

"I don't ask for money or money, you just need to look at your mood and give me just one thing."

"A stone, a cricket. But whatever is a little friend, I don't taboo meat and vegetarian food. ”

It seemed that he was afraid that Gu Changsheng would not know, so the blind fortune teller was smiling happily. The goatee on his face trembled, and he looked even more kind.

"Fate will meet, and the lead will be drawn. Hehe, Xiaoyou has to do business with me, and with contacts, I can see your context and find your pain points. ”

"There is a way to meet thousands of miles away, and that's what it means."

When Gu Changsheng heard this, he now felt that something was not quite right...... But I couldn't find anything to refute it. On the contrary, the current rhetoric is also slightly similar to the 'Vientiane Gate'.

Then ......

Try?

With such a thought in his mind, Gu Changsheng settled down, and then reached into his arms.

He fumbled for a while, and finally found a square cloth bag in his pocket, and he flipped it over for a while, and then he shook out two strings of commercial cast copper.

This thing was something he had brought with him earlier, and the purpose was precisely to take into account the current situation - in order to prevent the extreme situation of being penniless in the 'Nightmare Space', Gu Changsheng was ready to carry light resources at any time.

Gu Changsheng discharged a hanging copper string and weighed it in his hand for a while. This thing is the most decent thing Gu Changsheng can come up with at the moment, presumably as long as he gives it out, this 'half-immortal' should not be dissatisfied.

Hearing this, Song Banxian frowned, and the smile on his face was even worse.

He seemed to be able to 'hear' what he was doing.

Gu Changsheng was about to hand over the copper string and ask what was going on. But before the hand could reach out, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of something else.

Maybe...... Can he try it?

Between the ghosts and gods, Gu Changsheng put the copper string in his hand back into his pocket. He fumbled around for a moment, and when he raised his hand again......

There was an extra palm-sized thing in his hand.

"Mr. Song, please ......"

Gu Changsheng delivered it to this half-immortal, and the latter's expression was also slightly condensed at the same time.

He withdrew his hand, glancing at his head in astonishment, so that he couldn't help but twist for a moment, and then let out a soft sigh.

The white eyes rolled slightly, but they were as stiff as specimens soaked in formalin.

He rubbed the small token in his hand, and his head slowly turned back.

"Little friend, where did you come from?"

The thing that Gu Changsheng gave was the token that the Pavilion Guy handed him earlier!

Now that he heard this Song Banxian asking, Gu Changsheng frowned and chose not to say a word-now Gu Changsheng's plan is actually quite simple.

If this Song Banxian is called himself, then the token sent by the Vientiane Gate, he must know the roots! When the time comes, Gu Changsheng will take advantage of the situation to start other dialogues, which is naturally reasonable.

Conversely.

If this 'half-immortal' is just a name, then he shouldn't be able to guess anything about this token...... Now it's a nightmare space anyway, and Gu Changsheng doesn't feel distressed if he loses this thing.

Anyway, after leaving the nightmare space, in the real world, these things are still there.

Such thoughts came to mind, and soon became a conclusion. Gu Changsheng just sat upright on the bench, his eyes burning.

Whether this blind man is swaying in half a bottle of water, or whether the ancient well is unfathomable, this is the time to find out.

The two sides were silent for a moment, and then ...... Song Banxian's lips and teeth were exposed, and he actually laughed out loud.

"Interesting, interesting! I didn't really think about it......"

He smiled happily, and his face was shaken. Gu Changsheng looked and leaned down, groping for something in the stall.

A moment later, a rag was placed on the table and pushed in front of Gu Changsheng.

"Little friend, thank you, hang this thing on my stall."

Gu Changsheng frowned lightly, took the cloth away, and spread it out. The first four big words of 'closed today' are clearly conspicuous.

Not doing it today?

Gu Changsheng was a little surprised, but he heard Song Banxian in front of him say with a smile.

"I haven't met a brother in the same vein for sixty-two years. Have friends come from afar, are you happy? Hehe, it's closed today, so I have to talk to Xiaoyou. ”

The same vein.

Just hearing this title, Gu Changsheng was already in his heart. After all, this brand was given by the pavilion guy, and now this 'half-immortal' can say this, doesn't it mean that it ......

Is his name really true?

Gu Changsheng nodded and got up, and without hesitation, he immediately hung the rag on the stall.

It was also at the same time that he also noticed the rhetoric of this 'half-immortal' party.

He hadn't met a brother of the same lineage for sixty-two years......

How old does this man have to be?