Seeing that Wang Su nodded and agreed, the old monk's face softened.

As the saying goes, taking people with long hands and eating people with short mouths, this young scholar can be regarded as taking his own benefits. According to the temperament of these Confucian students, I am afraid that it will not be easy to spread out, and if I said it negligently for a while, it will be fine.

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, took the lottery holder and asked Wang Su to throw it.

Wang Su sighed in his heart and said to the old monk: "Master, there are still some things in Xiaosheng's family, please hurry up." ”

Wang Su wants to be fast, why doesn't this old monk want to be faster?

He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'...... Well, the old man has been a monk for decades, and he doesn't dare to say anything else, but helping people unsign is first-class, although the donor can rest assured. ”

That's why I don't dare to worry about what you say......

Wang Su sighed silently in his heart, lamenting that he was really thinking about it today.

Do you say there are a lot of charlatans? Probably not much, right? But why are there just so many charlatans, and let yourself meet two more today?

It's amazing!

"Then please leave it to the master." Wang Su's tone was helpless.

The old monk asked, "Does the donor want to ask about the future or the past?" ”

"In the future."

After taking the sticker, Wang Su hugged it with both hands, shook it up and down a few times, and a stick made of sandalwood flew out and landed on the table between the two.

The old monk picked up the wooden stick and looked at it, and it was: Ten thousand medicines into the furnace elixir.

The old monk raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Congratulations to the donor." This is signed. With that, he handed the wooden skewer to Wang Su.

After Wang Su took it, he also saw these seven words, and asked puzzledly: "Dare to ask the master what is the explanation of this signature?" ”

The old monk seemed to have finally found some ground, and said with a smile: "This ten thousand medicines into the furnace means that the donor will have great opportunities in the future, and this elixir means that the donor will benefit immensely from these great opportunities and make great achievements in his career." ”

Wang Su naturally didn't take it seriously in his heart, but in order to deal with the old monk, he still showed an excited expression on his face and said, "Really? Thank you, Master, thank you, Master. ”

The old monk added: "Don't be happy too early, although it is an organic fate, but the premise of success in the sky is to plan things in people, if the donor himself does not work hard, I am afraid that it will be difficult to succeed in the end." ”

Wang Su hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, what the master said." In the future, if I am in high school, I will definitely come to the temple to donate money. ”

The old monk smiled and said nothing.

In fact, these gods are probably like this, always saying something ambiguous.

Just as he said to Wang Su just now.

If Wang Su is really a scholar who is about to take the imperial examination.

If it is high school, it means that he has made a meritorious sign, and Wang Su will come to thank him, which is another income.

If he didn't get in, then Wang Su wouldn't be able to find Luyang Temple and the trouble of the old monk. After all, the old monks have said that if you have a great opportunity, you still need to work hard. Since you didn't get in, you must not have worked hard enough, so how can you blame others?

Anyway, Wang Su may not make any money, but Luyang Temple and the old monk will definitely not lose.

Wang Su also has some respect for those who really get monks and Taoist priests, but there are relatively few of these people on the rivers and lakes, and most of them are generally those gods and gods who talk and pretend to be profound.

He didn't like them too much.

After Wang Su dealt with the old monk's words, he hurriedly got up and left Luyang Temple and went down the mountain.

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On the way down the mountain.

Fang Lechi asked Song Shan, "Young Pavilion Master, is there anything wrong with Fang Cai?" ”

Song Shan's face was still sickly red, his steps were frivolous, and a guard was supporting him beside him.

"Nope. I just took a whim and glanced at him. He shook his head and said, "It's just a scholar, and I don't have any real qi in my body." ”

Fang Lechi recalled the appearance of the scholar, that is, Wang Su, and searched in his memory, but he didn't think of anything, so he gave up, just thinking of Song Shan's illusion for a while.

Song Shan asked again, "Is there any suspicious person?" ”

Fang Lechi shook his head and said, "After we came down, I searched around the main hall of the temple, and found nothing, just ordinary pilgrims. ”

"Not one?" Song Shan asked with some surprise.

Fang Lechi didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Strange...... It stands to reason that we have been in Anqing Building for several days. This time it was hard to come out once, even if the assassin was more cautious and guarded, shouldn't he not take action? ”

Song Shan muttered to himself. Although they were a group of five people, but when Song Shan spoke, the three people didn't dare to answer, only Fang Lechi could. Otherwise, Song Shan is not a good person.

Fang Lechi said, "Could it be that the assassin is afraid?" Gave up? ”

"What Uncle Fang said makes sense." Song Shan nodded slightly, "But I don't think that with the actions of the Embroidery Division, such a timid assassin should not be sent." After all, to make a play, you have to do a full set. If you notice a flaw to others, isn't it a goof? ”

He looked at the foot of the mountain and said faintly: "The embroidery division is not like the kind of third-rate troupe that can wear goofs. ”

The room orchestra pit is noncommittal. He has also made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, and he is also a little arrogant. The reason why he was able to stay in Tianwu Pavilion as a nominal guest and a thug in fact was all because of Song Tianxing's life-saving grace.

But if you let him be a bodyguard for a gentleman who doesn't know anything at all? Is it possible?

Among them, it is inconvenient to say more, and I will understand it by myself.

Song Shan was suspicious, so he pointed to one of the guards and said, "You! Wait a little while at the foot of the mountain, just one hour, no, two quarters of an hour. Be sure to remember the faces of the pilgrims who came down after we descended. When I returned to Ciro, I found a painter to paint them all. ”

The guard who was pointed at was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fists in response.

"As for us, Uncle Fang."

"Yes, but by the orders of the young pavilion master."

"Then you can send me back to Anqing Building as soon as possible."

Song Shan gasped, and after saying this, his feet were even weaker, and he was about to fall to his knees, but fortunately, the other guard on the side was quick and helped up.

Two guards supported Song Shan, one on the left and one on the right.

"Good!"

Fang Lechi agreed, took Song Shan from the hands of the two guards, carried Song Shan, who was about to faint, on his back, and led the guards to run quickly down the mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they left one guard behind for surveillance, and the other two followed Song Shan's Fang Le Chi on their backs and rushed to Xiluo City.