There are no hawkers on the street for a long time, but it is deserted and empty at this time because of the excitement, Li Muxuan can't help but feel resentful, "Lao Tzu can't beat you and can't run away." ”

The young man retracted his gaze, hooked the corners of his mouth, and continued to walk towards the thin wisp of demonic energy.

The Mo Qing long sword behind him trembled slightly, as if he was very dissatisfied with his master's decision, or when the young man was drinking happily with the scholar, he felt that he had been suppressed by Long Quan but did not dare to speak out at all...... Guilty?

Li Muxuan saw that there was no one around, and turned his head quietly to look at a window position in the restaurant, his grandmother's, that scholar is really so good at wine?

He couldn't help muttering: "Old man Li has always said that I don't want to be the leader of the kendo for a hundred years, but the surname Bai doesn't do anything serious all day, try to make trouble for me, and the cultivation is actually higher than the old man, mother, which one to reason?" ”

……

At the mouth of the muddy water alley, there is a young Taoist who has been standing under the eaves of other people's houses when it rains heavily, and he is a little unconcerned, so he gave this family a free hexagram.

When the rain stopped, the Taoist walked away and looked at the empty street, which was boring.

The Taoist is a little absent-minded, today a sign, a sign, think about going to today will not do business, just gave birth to this idea, he back cold sweat, the ghost made the god send a line and walked to the plane tree, the old monk settled, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Zhang Zhan caught a glimpse of a radiant black-robed young man between his eyebrows, laughed secretly, and was a good deceitful master, and hurriedly greeted: "This Taoist friend, I see that your face has an indissoluble relationship with my Daomen, so today the poor Dao will be an east, and I will give you a discount to sign the hexagram, and if you don't give money, you will not be given money, and the five elements of yin and yang, ten hexagrams and nine spirits." ”

Li Muxuan didn't stop, just pointed to the sword behind him, signaling the young Taoist not to speak.

The Taoist did not give up, stood up and raised his voice, "If you don't work, you won't give money!" ”

The young man became interested, glanced back at the Taoist, looked overjoyed, and asked, "How do you solve the hexagram method?" ”

The young Taoist was trembling at the bottom of his heart by this inexplicable gaze, but he couldn't help but do business, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and he was already dignified, "Poor Dao Zhang Zhan, I have seen the little donor, look at your face as kind, your ears are higher than your eyebrows, and the heavenly court is full, at a glance, you are a blessed person, and the future is unlimited." Today, as long as the donor asks for a sign here in the poor road, not to mention that there is no limit to longevity, but the poor road can ensure that your children and grandchildren are full, and you will be rich and noble......"

"You're looking for a fight!"

Zhang Zhan squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and sighed, "Today's young people don't know how to respect the old and love the young, what can I do when I get old." ”

The young man suddenly raised his sword, "Respect the old and love the young? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu is now spending some silver taels and calling a few good hands to dig up your family's grave! ”

The Taoist was obviously frightened, and looked aggrieved, "Where did the young man come from to be so angry, the poor road has traveled far away, and he has been telling fortunes for 12 years, knowing tens of thousands of years of astronomy, 500 years of geography, and being familiar with feng shui and mountains in various places." Didn't I say that you don't want money if you don't want money, you still murder me like this, you are shameless. ”

"Huh?"

The Lotus Guandao man hurriedly got up and fled, and the fortune-telling stall that had accompanied him for eight years said that he would lose it, and he would run away.

Li Muxuan laughed, "It's not big or small, where is your grave?" Pointing in one direction, Lao Tzu will teach you to respect the old and love the young. ”

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Ning Que unconsciously showed a smile on her delicate face, her eyes were filled with tenderness, she had long forgotten where she was, and in her mind, there was once again a stubborn thin young man who appeared in front of the coercion of many human monks who was still unwilling to bow his head.

In the winter of that year, she was seriously injured, and she looked suspiciously at the young man with the basket on his back in the cold winter, finding a branch in the snow, and writing the word "Ning Que" in a trembling voice.

For half a year, she never dared to hope for this ordinary life. I once dreamed occasionally when I was in the demon land, but I never had one.

She came back to her senses, and a few feet away, a handsome-looking young man walked towards the dilapidated mansion with a wisp of pure sword intent that was not restrained, Ning Que suddenly sneered, a sword cultivator who should have withered wanted to regain his strength by killing me?

Dream!