Li Daoxuan had sent out many incarnations to find Changle before, but until the avatar's mana was exhausted, no trace of Changle could be found.

When he talked to Xuanzang just now, he showed that he was relaxed and free, but he didn't want him to worry about himself.

In fact, his founding disciple is still the emperor's daughter, but now there has been an accident and there is no trace, which can't help but worry him.

For the little girl who always makes nectar cakes for herself and smiles very happily when she sees herself, Li Daoxuan still cares about her, if the other party encounters an accident because of herself, then he will inevitably have a bad conscience.

This is also the reason why he brought Xiaotian here, the dog's nose is very sensitive, very good at tracking the smell, the legendary Erlang God's filial piety dog, but also can do "heaven and earth are infinite, thousands of miles of tracking", within the Three Realms, no smell can escape its nose!

This dog demon is also called Xiaotian, although it can't do that realm, but it may also be able to bring clues.

What the immortal master ordered, Xiaotian was naturally very concerned, it ran around the room, sniffed everywhere, and after determining the smell of Changle, he walked out of the house and inhaled it.

In an instant, countless scents exploded in its nostrils.

The smell of fat powder, the smell of grass and trees, the smell of food, the smell of feces and urine, the smell of feet, the smell of eunuchs......

Vomit!

It opened its mouth and retched, apparently not lightly smoked.

The dog's nose has always been sensitive, after cultivating into a demon, its sense of smell is greatly improved, if it is the smell of grass and trees, it is just that, even the smell will be magnified countless times in its nose, under the hedge, its stamina can be imagined.

The seemingly magnificent Taiji Palace, in Xiaotian's nose, is like a big dye vat full of filth.

After a while, Hyo genius relented.

"Wang-gag, this stamina is really big!"

Xiaotian has more than one season, after becoming a dog demon, so as not to be smoked to death, it usually automatically closes a part of the sense of smell, and only when it is needed, it will take the initiative to open.

"Did you find it?"

Li Daoxuan asked.

Xiaotian smiled confidently, his little tail wagged quickly, and said: "Immortal Master, don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else, if you want to talk about the smell, absolutely no one can escape my dog's nose!" ”

It proudly lifted its little short legs and ran in a certain direction.

"Immortal Master, keep up!"

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, he didn't expect that the dog demon he used to ignite casually in the past could be of great help today, and it was really a good reward.

……

A moment later, a man and a dog had already left Chang'an City and came to Shenhe Plain, Meridian Town.

Although it is still in the range of Chang'an, it is already very far away from Chang'an City, and the terrain is relatively remote, and there are not many people, compared with the prosperity of Chang'an, it is simply two worlds.

Li Daoxuan saw that most of the people here were old people, or middle-aged people with vicissitudes of life, working in the fields with their children, and rarely saw young people.

Young adults are often attracted by the prosperous Chang'an, and some people will try their best to live in the city, and over time, this place will naturally decline more and more.

The children of the poor were already in charge, and Li Daoxuan saw that some of the children had already gone to work in the fields, and their scrawny bodies were wielding sickles almost bigger than themselves, cutting weeds in the fields, putting them in bamboo baskets behind him, and keeping them to feed the cattle.

This is not an exception, but most of the other fields are home to many children.

Unlike later generations, the poorer the ancients, the more they liked to have children, because the more children they born, the higher the chance that some of them would live to grow up and become laborers.

At the age of seven or eight, he already has to learn to work in the fields.

When they saw Li Daoxuan, who was gorgeously dressed, many children showed fear and curiosity in their eyes, and they were very envious when they saw the clothes that were whiter than snow and softer than clouds.

Their own clothes were coarse linen clothes, and many of them did not fit well, and were very generous, either from their older brothers or sisters, or from their parents' old clothes.

The Mo Dao farmer family does not study, and one piece of clothing is passed down for three generations.

"Wang, Immortal Master, we're here!"

Xiaotian stopped outside a Taoist temple in the south of Ziwu Town, which was not big, but there were a lot of people in line, and the clothes were not ordinary people, and the people in the fields before were in stark contrast.

Obviously, these are rich people from ten miles and eight towns, and they specially rushed here.

"Qingyun View."

Li Daoxuan read the name of this Taoist temple softly, and his heart moved, this small Taoist temple must have something supernatural, otherwise how could it attract so many rich people to come?

Xiaotian said: "Immortal Master, the smell of that little girl has disappeared in this Taoist temple!" ”

Li Daoxuan nodded, he quietly performed the art of change, turning into a brocade boy holding a jade fan, with a graceful demeanor and a chic temperament.

"This brother, Yan Chixia, a scholar in Xia Guozi, came here to play, seeing that there are so many people here, but what's so fun?"

He greeted a young man in fancy clothes and tried to find out some news.

The man didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he heard the three words of Guozijian, he thought about it and decided to form a good fate.

"This Taoist temple is very famous, there is a living immortal in it, the best at measuring words and fortune telling, there is no inaccuracy, although the hexagram is a little expensive, but it is said thoroughly, it is effective, so there are so many people waiting here."

After a pause, he said again: "It's strange to say, this Taoist temple was originally nameless, and I heard that it was about to fall into ruin, but the master Qingyunzi suddenly opened his mind, and he was taught by the immortals, and he counted all the spirits, which brought Qingyunguan back to life!" ”

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, the art of divination and fortune-telling is broad and profound, and there are different branches among them.

For example, Li Chunfeng is good at looking at qi, Yuan Tiangang is good at touching bones, and his uncle Wu Dabao is good at palmistry.

If you are not a liar in this industry, it is a very test of talent, and it is difficult for people without talent to be proficient.

For example, Li Daoxuan, his current Taoism is enough, but if he learns fortune-telling and divination, he will probably spend a lot of time to get started without opening the hook.

Therefore, most of this kind of saying that once an epiphany, immortals spread the Fa, is a liar.

Li Daoxuan had a faint premonition that Changle's disappearance might be inseparable from this Qingyunzi, so in order not to startle the snake, he decided to line up to test the words first.

This is half an hour.

Li Daoxuan finally saw that Qingyunzi.

The other party has a snow-white beard, wearing a purple robe, it looks like it is indeed a fairy wind Dao bone, with a superior temperament, and when he saw the brocade robe on Li Daoxuan's body and the jade fan in his hand, he showed a slight smile.

"What is this boy here for?"

Li Daoxuan looked at this Qingyunzi, although the other party had a very good temperament, he still couldn't hide it from his eyes.

This person only has a faint trace of mana on his body, and he can't even count it in the early stage of Bigu, he can only be regarded as a half-hung Jianghu warlock level, not to mention word and fortune telling, even if it is enough to deal with an ordinary evil ghost.

People like this are actually the majority.

Nine out of ten people in this world have no cultivation qualifications, their spirituality is stagnant, their roots and bones are dirty, and their cultivation is half the effort, and if others take one step, he will take a hundred steps.

This is the case of this Qingyunzi, who has practiced all his life, but he is still immersed in wine-colored wealth, and his appearance seems to be elegant, but in fact, his brain is full of fat and his bones are dirty.

"It's marriage."

Li Daoxuan pretended to be a dashing picture, and the jade fan was spread, fanning his hair, like a cloudy son.

Qingyunzi smiled slightly, pointed to the white paper and brush on the table, and said, "Then ask Childe to write a word casually, it is best to write the first word that comes to your mind when you think of marriage." ”

Li Daoxuan was a little surprised and said, "Don't you say the price first?" ”

Qingyunzi smiled and said: "The poor road is a person outside the party, and he doesn't pay much attention to money and things, and he is telling fortunes here, just to pay off the favors owed in the previous life, and when the cause and effect are repaid, he can rise to the rank of immortal." ”

"Last life?"

"Yes, in the previous life, the poor Dao was the founding patriarch of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daoling, Zhang Tianshi, the Li Daoxuan Li Zhenren who killed the evil Buddha some time ago, speaking of which, he can also be regarded as my disciple and grandson, and now I am reincarnated and practiced, just wait for the success, and I can fly up!"

"This son, if you can come here, it shows that you have the cause and effect of your previous life with the poor road, and since there is cause and effect, it naturally doesn't matter how much money you have."

Li Daoxuan's expression suddenly became very strange.

In these years, do charlatans dare to say so?

This person knows the essence of deception and understands that free is the most expensive.

Seeing Li Daoxuan's expression, Qingyunzi smiled and was not panicked, he had used this set of rhetoric many times, and people who came for the first time generally did not believe it easily.

But when he really calculates the other party's background and secrets, the other party will immediately believe it, and at that time, he only needs to casually make up a catastrophe, and the other party will be sincerely afraid and will not hesitate to scatter his money.

Li Daoxuan didn't speak, he picked up the brush and wrote a word on the white paper - Qing.

The handwriting is chic and elegant, like flowing water.

Qingyunzi said with a smile: "Childe, wait a minute, the method of poor path cultivation is quite special, you need to go to the secret room alone to measure, and no outsiders should disturb you, otherwise I am afraid it will bring disaster to Childe." ”

With that, he took the piece of paper and walked to the secret room in the back, closed the door and locked it, and drew another curtain to block it from all prying eyes.

Li Daoxuan sneered and silently opened his eyebrows.

……

In the secret room, Qing Yunzi took the piece of paper with the word 'Qing' written on it and came to a wardrobe that looked very old and dilapidated.

I don't know what material the wardrobe was made of, and there were blood-colored mold spots on it, and the shape was very strange, like a coffin erected, tightly wound by a dozen ink fountain threads.

These ink fountain lines were tied by Qingyunzi himself, and they were soaked in tea and rice water, which had the effect of suppressing ghosts and warding off evil spirits.

"Dongdong!"

Qing Yunzi knocked lightly on the door of the closet.

The next moment, a tingling scene appeared, only to see the door of the wardrobe quietly opened, looking inside, only to feel extremely dark and deep, there is an inexplicable coldness.

Qing Yunzi tucked the paper in his hand through the slit.

In an instant, the suction force was generated, and the paper in Qingyunzi's hand was pulled in by some force, as if there was someone hiding in this weird wardrobe.

Then the wardrobe was tightly closed.

Qing Yunzi breathed a sigh of relief, although he had cooperated with the ghost in this cabinet many times, every time he came into contact, he still felt a chill in his back.

It didn't take long for the wardrobe to begin to tremble slightly, and blood was pouring out of the cracks.

Qing Yunzi was not afraid, he knew that this was a ghost hidden in the closet to measure the marriage of that person, and blood and vibration were very normal manifestations.

This wardrobe was obtained by chance, and he found that there was some kind of ghost hidden in it, which could measure yin and yang through handwriting, and divinate the future, so he used the power of this ghost to make up a lie that he was the reincarnation of a god.

Sure enough, within half a year, he became famous and earned a lot of wealth!

Of course, driving ghosts is not without a price, but compared to what he gains, that price is nothing to Qingyunzi.

Time passed little by little, Qing Yunzi gradually sensed that something was wrong, according to past experience, the ghost in the cabinet at this moment should have calculated the marriage of the other party, and then told him in blood.

But at this moment, the vibration of the wardrobe is getting louder and louder, and blood is constantly oozing from below, but it is slow to form handwriting.

Roar!

A sharp and terrible cry suddenly sounded in the closet, and the invisible sound wave shook the surrounding porcelain bottles into cracks, and also made Qing Yunzi let out a painful moan, and the eardrums seemed to be pierced by silver needles, and wisps of blood flowed out.

He was frightened and frightened, not knowing what was going on.

When I asked this ghost to tell fortunes before, it would react differently to different people, but at most, the amplitude of the vibration was slightly larger, and it took a little longer, and it had never reacted so violently.

It seems that the words on the paper have touched some kind of taboo, and the ghosts in the cabinet have suffered an extremely serious backlash.

Katsa!

The wardrobe full of mold seemed to be overwhelmed, and cracks appeared, and what was even more strange was that blood seeped out of the cracks, as if it was not just a cabinet, but a life.

The blood had already overflowed Qingyunzi's feet and neck, and at this moment he was in a mess, turning around and trying to escape.

However, with a bang, the wardrobe suddenly opened, and the ink fountain thread wrapped around the outside did not work at all, and a pair of dry and slender cyan arms stretched out from the cabinet, grabbed Qingyunzi's ankles, and quickly pulled him in.

In the blink of an eye, Qingyunzi's body was mostly inside, and he grabbed the two ends of the wardrobe with his hands, struggling desperately.

"Help!"

He shouted desperately.

It seems that the heavens heard his cry for help, and there really was a miracle.

The locked door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome boy wearing a brocade robe, a silver crown and a jade fan walked in, his eyes were calm, and he took a step forward.

The next moment, the blood under his feet unexpectedly dispersed automatically, revealing the clean ground.

In the void, a sharp voice faintly sounded, seemingly fierce, but in fact it revealed a sense of panic and fear.

The wardrobe, which had been stained red with blood, suddenly trembled even more.

"Help me!

！ ”

Qing Yunzi's hands holding the cabinet door began to tremble, and the green tendons burst out, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Li Daoxuan glanced at him, and then stepped forward.

Whenever his footsteps fell, the surrounding blood and water would automatically disperse, like an immortal traveling, all evils would not invade, and lotus would be born step by step!

Seeing this scene, Qing Yunzi didn't know that he had met a master, and he hurriedly shouted for help to Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan walked up to him, restored his original face, looked down at him condescendingly, and said, "Aren't you the reincarnation of my ancestor?" Why do you want me, a disciple, to save me? ”

Qingyunzi's spirit was shocked, and then he knew that he had met Li Zhenren, and he was ashamed and had hope in his heart.

"I was wrong, I was a liar, my previous words were all nonsense, real people save me!"

Li Daoxuan sighed lightly and said, "I knew today, why bother in the first place, if my guess is right, you should have fed this ghost thing to eat a living person, and more than once." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qingyunzi finally couldn't support it anymore and was caught in the closet.

Bang! Bang!

There was a knocking sound in the closet, but soon it grew weaker and weaker, and eventually disappeared completely.

The wardrobe regained its calm, and after devouring a person, the cracks on it seemed to be much less, and the blood on the ground quickly shrank back.

Li Daoxuan looked at it quietly, his expression was indifferent, and the heavenly eyes in the center of his eyebrows lit up with golden light.

"Now, I ask, you answer."