"By the way, why does that old Taoist say that I am a fairy......

Nan Er asked Xia Zhician with a curious face:

"Could it be that I was born with a fairy wind and Dao bones, and I am a person who can cultivate the Dao?"

Xia Zhician smiled, and he only replied with one word about Nan Er's mysterious self-confidence:

"!"

"Huh? What do you mean by this, that old Taoist just now has said more than once that I am full of immortal energy, didn't you hear? ”

Nan Er was a little unconvinced, pointing in the direction where Lao Dao left, and emphasized again and again.

"You are full of immortal energy, that's because you drank a sip of immortal brew before......"

Xia Zhician took a sip of the teacup, and now it's time for him to teach Nan Er.

"The immortal brew contains pure true qi, but your body can't absorb it at all, and can only slowly leak out from your Zhou Tian Daqi."

Therefore, in the yin and yang eyes of the old way, Nan Er's body was shrouded in a layer of milky white illusory mist, making Nan Er look fluttering like a fairy.

"Of course you do have the qualifications to cultivate......

Before Xia Zhician finished speaking, Nan Er's eyes lit up, and he came to Xia Zhician with an expectant expression.

"It's a pity that you have passed the year of the weak crown, the root bone has been formed, and the Yuanyang has been discharged, it is basically impossible to cultivate the Tao in this life."

Xia Zhician commented on Nan Er's qualifications with a flat face.

When the latter heard this, his old face turned red, and he scratched his head a little embarrassed and asked:

"How do you know?"

"Cultivators can naturally see it."

Xia Zhician shook the teapot and found that the two were chatting and drinking tea, and the pot of tea was actually drunk by the two.

So as soon as he put down the teapot, he heard Nan Er say with a bitter face:

"Could it be that cultivators can only be monks who are not close to women? That's boring......"

"Heh......"

When Xia Zhician heard this, he just smiled lightly. He also learned from Nan Er's previous way of writing on the table, and dipped his fingers in tea and wrote down four words on the table:

"Law, couples, wealth, land."

"What does that mean?"

Nan Er looked at it, he knew all four words, but he didn't know what Xia Zhicicada meant.

"Fa refers to the practice of cultivation. I'm now in the non-beginner stage where I haven't cultivated the Mind Method. ”

Xia Zhician erased the word "law" with his hand, then dropped his finger on the second word and continued:

"Couples refer to like-minded partners, and we can only have one Taoist companion in our lives. Although the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism pay attention to asceticism, there are also branches similar to the Yin and Yang Harmony Gate of the Huanxi Sect......"

Erase the word "couple".

"Oh—you can still find a daughter-in-law, right?"

Nanji nodded and asked.

"Yes, but it must be a like-minded cultivator, and it must not be an ordinary person, otherwise it will ......"

Xia Zhician didn't continue, but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and the sadness did not come from him, but someone else.

"What about 'wealth'? It means to be rich......"

Nan Er also felt the change in Xia Zhiciao's mood, and hurriedly changed the topic and continued to ask.

"Wealth refers to abundant possessions, but it is not something that is yellow or white, but something that can help one's cultivation, such as some heavenly and earthly treasures."

Xia Zhicicada is from the spirit official of Sleepy Dragon Mountain, and he doesn't dare to say anything else, but there are countless heavenly spirits and earth treasures that can help him cultivate. However, his master naturally understood the principle of pulling out seedlings to help them grow, so he only used some mild and nourishing medicines for his apprentices.

"Finally, there is 'earth', which refers to the blessed land of the cave, that is, the place where the aura of heaven and earth gathers. Under the whole world, there are a total of 36 caves and 72 blessed lands. And the Trapped Dragon Mountain, which is in the line of our spiritual officials, is not among the one hundred and eight Cave Heaven Blessed Land......"

"Why is that?"

Xia Zhician erased the last word, he pondered for a moment before continuing:

"I also asked Master this question, but Master didn't answer me, so I don't know ......"

"Oh—there's something you don't know?"

Nan Er stood up straight, drinking tea a little up, he wanted to walk around the room and move.

"Nonsense, I'm not a fairy."

Xia Zhician looked at Nan Er, who was swaying around in the room, and he suddenly said:

"Don't shake around, there will be a time when you are tired and sweaty."

"What do you mean?"

Nan Er stopped and looked at Xia Zhicicada who was smiling and silent with a suspicious expression.

……

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang.

Heavy footsteps came, and a team of black-clothed officials in soapy suits held wide long knives and surrounded the wing room in the west courtyard where Xia Zhicicada was.

"Lord Prefectural, thank you for your help."

Zhao Bin, the son of the Zhao family, bowed to the man wearing an official robe on the side and said earnestly.

"Oh, you don't have to be polite. Your family's business is your official's business......"

The county magistrate looked like a pot-bellied, he patted Zhao Bin's shoulder with a smile, and said:

"Your father has a deep friendship with me, and I naturally won't shirk this little thing."

Zhao Bin hurriedly smiled and said yes, of course, he knew in his heart that his father really had no friendship with this county magistrate, but money could make the ghost grind.

The last thing the Zhao family lacks is money.

gave this county magistrate several silver tickets with a lot of denominations, so there was the so-called "deep friendship".

"Hahaha, this must be the county magistrate, and the poor road is so polite."

After cleaning up and dressing up, the old Taoist came over with a white whisk of dust, and he smiled and bowed to the county order.

"Yo, this Taoist master, Zhao Xian's nephew said that you knew five hundred years before and five hundred years later, you have the art of unpredictable prophets, and the ability to subdue demons and subdue demons...... Then let's see how the official fortune of this official is? ”

The county magistrate looked at Lao Dao as a fairy wind bone, and his mouth was slightly restrained, he shook his head and asked.

"I think the county magistrate is in good fortune, and he will be promoted and make a fortune in the near future, but it's just ......"

Lao Dao deliberately said that half is left in half, which is a common trick used by deceitful people on the rivers and lakes, in order to hook your interest and make you listen to him.

"Just what? Is there anything bad about it, just say it? ”

The county commander raised his eyebrows, he pretended to be chic and generous and waved his hand, almost shook out the silver tickets hidden in the cuffs, and hurriedly stuffed them with his hands.

Ahem.

Cough a few times to hide your embarrassment.

"It's just that I see that there is a black line in the red light on the head of the county commander, I'm afraid there is a disaster of severed heads......"

"Really?"

The county magistrate rolled his eyes, indicating that he didn't believe it at all. But as soon as he heard Lao Dao's next words, his face immediately changed.

"The county magistrate has been having nightmares lately, and someone is asking for your life in the dream?"

Lao Dao smiled slightly, twisted his beard and said as if an old god was there.

"You...... How do you know? ”

The county order has indeed had nightmares every night these days, and there is always a figure with a face that can't see clearly in the dream and asks for his life.

The nightmare caused him to not sleep well every day these days, and he has not been on the board of directors of the Yamen for several days, and the case files of the Yamen have been piled up into a small mountain.

As soon as he heard Lao Dao say this today, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Hurriedly wiped the sweat with the corner of his sleeve, and then directly took out all the silver tickets that the Zhao family's son had just stuffed into him from the cuff, although he was a little distressed, he still stuffed it into Lao Dao's hand.

"Dao Ye, ask Dao Ye to solve the disaster for me......"

"It's okay, when this matter is completed, I will immediately help the county order exorcise the ghosts."

Lao Dao tried to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, pretending to be indifferent and casual, and put the silver ticket into his cuff.

With these silver tickets, even if you didn't come in vain.

"Okay, please, Daoye."

The county magistrate respectfully gave Lao Dao a salute.

"Well, then let's get rid of the demons in this place first."

Lao Dao shook off the dust and stood in front of the door of the wing room in the west courtyard, but he didn't plan to go in, just put on a majestic appearance.

"Up!"

The county commander pointed his hand, and those yamen dressed in black quickly drew out the big knives on their waists and approached the houses step by step.

Lao Dao looked at those fierce sword-wielding servants, and thought to himself that these people could not take down the two loose cultivators in the house.

In case, he also thought about what happened in case something unexpected.

Therefore, he hid under the wide sleeved robe and had already pinched the Dao decision with his left hand, which was not a spell to cast, but a trick to escape.

Once something uncontrollable happens, he will first smear the soles of his feet with oil and then talk about it.

"Up!"

The two burly officials at the front kicked open the door of the house, and then a group of officials rushed in.

This was followed by the sound of weapons colliding.

"Is this going to be okay?"

After all, Zhao Bin was young, and he still couldn't hold his breath, so he worriedly asked the county magistrate next to him who was sitting and drinking tea.

"Don't worry, nephew. My subordinates are all elite soldiers, not to mention two Jiangyang thieves, even demons and monsters can be hacked to death, hahaha. ”

The county magistrate shook his head, looking smug.

He was stroking his hands and laughing.

Suddenly, I heard a loud "bang".

Among the officials, the leader of the most skilled martial arts team was kicked out of the house, and he rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

The county commander blinked his eyes, and before he could speak, he saw several people flying out of the house with a whoosh.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The servants smashed to the ground, rolling from side to side with extremely painful faces.

"Oops......"

"It hurts!"

"Leg leg leg ...... It's going to break. ”

The prefectural commander's hand holding the teacup began to tremble, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and he forgot to drink it when he was holding the teacup, so he could only swallow his saliva hard.

"This ......"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several more were thrown out of it, all of them rolling on the ground screaming in pain as they had done before.

"This, this, this ......"

Syllable!

This time, it was the white porcelain teacup in the county commander's hand that fell off and fell to the ground.

With a snap, the white porcelain shattered into several pieces, and the hot tea spilled directly on his feet, but he didn't feel pain for a while.

"This, this, this...... Oops, feet hurt! ”

The county commander was stunned for a long time before he felt the pain in his feet. His right foot shook as if he had been bitten by something, and then he hurriedly took off his official boots.

"Oh, what the hell is going on?"

"Lord Hui, there is one person in it who has extremely high martial arts, and he beat us down with just one move."

The first team leader to be kicked out of the government was almost slowed down, he sat up from the ground, and reluctantly gave his hand to the county commander.

"Damn! Such a bold Jiangyang thief, this is the first time this official has seen it. Someone who came took the officer's seal and asked the general of the garrison from the nearby garrison to come and ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the door of the wing room in the west courtyard being opened.

A golden light flew out of it, hit the forehead of the county commander straight, and directly smashed out a bulge the size of an egg.

Oops hey!

The county commander stretched out his hand and touched it, and suddenly let out a scream in pain like killing a pig.

The golden light hit the forehead of the county commander and did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air.

When I looked up, it was a two-finger-sized gold seal.

"...... of Gold"

When the county commander saw Qian's eyes, he reached out to grab the gold seal, but saw the handwriting on the gold seal, "Heavenly officials bless a hundred taboos".

Suddenly, my heart was shocked, and I went out in a cold sweat like a wash.

No, it shouldn't be......

The gold seal was windless and automatic, and turned over, revealing the handwriting behind it.

When the county magistrate saw the words "five-colored spirit official", he was so frightened that he almost rolled his eyes and fainted, and he trembled from his hands until his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Big Big Big ......"

Just an adult, the county order can't be said alive or dead. It's like the tongue doesn't recognize the teeth, and it's stumbling all the time.

Crackling, sweat can't stop flowing down.

At this moment, a slightly angry voice came from the room:

"Get out."

One word, the county order is relieved. I couldn't say a complete sentence in my mouth, so I could only kneel on the ground and bang my head a few times, and then limp out.