The next day, when the sky was bright, the poor boy opened his eyes suddenly, his back was covered in cold sweat, and he looked around, then he calmed down and gently led the door and left.

Before he walked out of the muddy water alley, he heard a piercing laugh, Ning Chuyi didn't look up, the ancient well was silent, and went straight away.

"Hey! Wait, I have something for you! ”

A handsome young man who came out of the courtyard next door was a little angry.

The handsome young man's name is Gao Jing, seeing that he is dressed as a poor child, his father and mother died early, and his age is similar to Ning Chuyi, and his name is also the elders' painstaking begging, hoping that his children will grow up with a good future, rich and rich, the future is unlimited, no matter how bad it is, he will marry a wife and have children, and live a peaceful life.

The handsome young man in front of him was Ning Chuyi, and he was the only friend who could talk in Fufeng City.

Gao Jing's eyes turned, and he didn't care if Ning Chuyi could hear it, and said loudly: "Hey! When you buy food, remember to buy an extra portion! ”

The thin boy replied without hesitation, "Hmm." ”

Gao Jing was helpless, touched his chin, pretended to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly said: "Today, some mountain immortals came to the city and said that they want to accept apprentices, and it is said that they will fly into the sky and drive the clouds and mist, slay demons and eliminate demons, which is amazing!" Ning Chuyi, you will accompany me to have a look, maybe our brothers are still geniuses, I want to come and go, there is only one friend of you, if you don't accompany me, then I don't want this fairy fate. ”

The young man surnamed Gao played a trick, but he knew the neighbor's character clearly, if he only said the first sentence, the person would only bless him wholeheartedly, but if he added the latter sentence, he was very sure that this neighbor who was not much different from the stinky stone in the pit would definitely agree.

Ning Chu's face was slightly cold, and his body paused obviously, "Can you really kill demons?" ”

Takai didn't care, but laughed, "What do you kid think?" As long as we mortals don't cause trouble, we will naturally have a peaceful life. We've been friends for so many years, can I still lie to you? Don't you know, there is an old gentleman in a green shirt who can turn a dead leaf into a green leaf with a little bit of a hand......"

Ning Chu's body trembled, and in order not to let Gao Jing see the abnormality, he hesitated and nodded.

The purple qi came from the east, all the way out of the muddy water alley, Gao Jing laughed, and hurriedly said that he was in trouble, and the two parted ways at this time.

The poor boy didn't think much about it, and when he trotted out of the muddy water alley, he saw many middle-aged women washing clothes by the river, and leaving a group of children to live not far from him.

There is still some distance from the downtown area, the boy bypassed the alley, suddenly brightened, and immediately stopped at the end of a street called Taoli Street, and there was a familiar sound of reading in his ears, he knew that there was a school there, which was opened by the unfathomable Fufeng City Lord, which was also recorded in detail in the local county annals, and it is rumored to have a history of hundreds of years.

When the old beggar is not dead, there will be an old man and a young man who pricked up his ears and secretly hid outside the window of the school, the teacher is very elegant and easy-going, and he has never scolded him for eavesdropping on lectures, Ning Chuyi has rarely seen Mr. Teaching angry in a few years, but the only time is to sneer at the statement that those who call themselves "dignitaries and nobles" are superior.

As a reader, the Three Character Sutra and a bunch of people blurted out words without any dirty words, and he scolded the "rich businessman" who divided people into three classes.

After the old beggar closed his eyes, the young man never came to the school again in order to take care of Ning Que, and all he thought about at that time was not wanting to dirty this holy place for scholars.

The young man was a little panicked in his heart, but he still walked towards the sound of Lang reading aloud, his steps were slow, his breathing was compact, and he finally couldn't get through the truth in his heart, his pace suddenly stopped, his face was melancholy, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

From a distance, he saw that it was no longer the old gentleman.

In the school, a white-shirted scholar is walking in an orderly manner, slowly and methodically teaching the childish principles to the audience.

It turns out that the old man is gone, and the green mountains are still as usual.

The young man had no intention of going to the mountain, but slowed down and stood not far from the school, he looked around carefully, and the teachers and students in the school could not see it, not because he was afraid, but because he was afraid of disrupting the gentleman's teachings and doubts.

It is estimated that Ning Chuyi thought of his seriously ill little sister, and he was a little sad, and then moved his steps and trotted all the way.

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Outside Taoli Street, there is a young Taoist dressed in Taoist robes, the high crown on his head, like the blooming lotus, lifelike, at the moment is sitting on a fortune-telling stall, there is a sign holder, and he holds a banner in one hand, which is written with the words "magic calculation", one hand is holding flowers, the expression is plain as water, and it is alive and well a mortal who can not climb the appearance of a Taoist master, but people come and go every day, and it is not strange.

The young Taoist laughed and said, "Those who wish to take the bait." ”

Feeling that someone was coming, he immediately sat upright, and muttered in his mouth, "Don't worry about planning, the noble man nodded." Today it is still the old people, and the personnel are now new. ”

After the young Taoist finished reading, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the old man with a depressed face, a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask more.

When the old man saw this appearance, he was even more distressed in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Zhang Daochang, if the Ming people don't say dark words, can I still solve this catastrophe?" No matter how much money I give, I admit it. ”

The Taoist smiled brightly and stretched out a hand.

The old man naturally understood, this is the rule that this Taoist has always adhered to, and the men and women who have begged for hexagrams in the past eight years have also tacitly understood it, so the old man immediately closed his eyes and reached out to stir it in the stick.

The Taoist laughed, "Old Wangtou, it seems that God is also favoring you, and it is a sign at the beginning of the year, it seems that in the next year, you are destined to prosper, Fushou Kangning, and Hongxi." ”

The old man still closed his eyes, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was a tired smile on his face that he hadn't seen for a long time, "Borrow the words of the long man." ”

The young Taoist was silent, wrote down the words word for word, and handed them out with both hands.

This rich old man of about the age of Jiazi looked solemn, and took the yellow paper with proverbs written with both hands, and after thanking him, he took out ten taels of silver from his arms and put them on the stall, his steps were even, and in the end he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and his arms swayed one after the other, and his feet were getting faster and faster, and he walked like flying.

The Taoist smiled dumbly, stopped thinking about it, and continued to close his eyes and wait for the fish.

"Dao Chief, I have cut off the red dust and separated from the world, why can't I forget her in my heart?" A gorgeously dressed young man was curious about the young Taoist who was sitting on a fortune-telling booth.

The young Taoist with the lotus crown on his head habitually stroked his beard, suddenly his face was embarrassed, he sighed mournfully, supported his forehead, and then asked with a smile: "Little friend, you have been talking about red dust, but can you really understand the truth?" ”

Haha, the Taoist is happy in his heart, this kind of young man is the most deceiving, he doesn't even need to give him a signature, just say a few beautiful words to him, and the property in the bag will not come to my bowl?

"Ah...... I. ”

The young Taoist waved his hand, his expression was very solemn, as if he was explaining the future, "It's okay, come to me when you figure it out." ”

The young talent couldn't help but be stunned, shook his head with a smile, found it interesting, threw a little silver taels into the bowl, and strode away.

When the young Taoist couldn't see that person again, he couldn't help laughing, probably feeling insulting, raised a hand to his chest, bent down slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Heaven and earth are infinite, the ancestor of Sanqing is above, bless the apprentice Zhang Zhan's business to be like today in the future, unimpeded, singing all the way......."

After reading these words, the young Taoist opened his eyes and saw a poor young man passing in front of him, and hurriedly waved his hand, laughing in his heart, and reciting words in his mouth, "Heavenly Spirit Spirit Earth Spirit Spirit, Guan Xiaoyou's face is related to my Daomen, and if you sign today, you will be charged two pennies less, and you will give the poor Dao a penny?" ”