The cautious posture of the Taoist priest made the three of them nervous.

Ye Qing took a deep breath, his thoughts were mixed, and he didn't know what he was asking for.

Somehow, he thought of Ah Mei Ye Qian.

The delicate and lovely little Nizi smiled at him innocently and sweetly.

Then, Zhang Weng and Zhang Po looked at him with a kind and kind face.

Ye Qing, who was clear in the Lingtai, secretly said in his heart:

"This sign, I wish my family to be safe and well."

Thinking about it, Ye Qing hung his left palm on the stick.

The Taoist priest held his breath and stared, and after a few breaths, the sword finger of his right hand pointed at the bamboo tube and said in a low voice:

"Pardon!"

A bamboo stick flew up from the bamboo tube.

The sharp head of the sign was pierced in Ye Qing's palm.

This miraculous scene shocked everyone.

Ye Qing, who subconsciously grabbed the bamboo stick, looked at the Taoist priest who was a little pale and panting.

"His grandmother's, is this the Tao? It's too mysterious, isn't it? ”

The deafening exclamation made everyone frown slightly and show pain on their faces.

He Wen tugged Yan San's arm, and the other party immediately covered his mouth.

With its clear copper bell eyes, it looks funny.

Ye Qing took the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and respectfully handed it to the Taoist priest.

This time.

The Taoist priest took the bamboo skewer and looked straight at the old Taoist priest.

The old man of Long Zhong, with his hands behind his back, came to the table, looked at the bamboo sticks held by the disciple grandson, and said with a smile:

"One thought goes to the nine heavens, one thought goes to hell, and the nine heavens of hell divide honor and disgrace, and the idea of self-reliance must be true, and you can't follow others."

"Donor, what do you ask?"

Ye Qing listened to this sign, which had nothing to do with his family, and said, "The junior asks the family." ”

Stroking the gray beard, the smile became more and more kind, and said with a smile:

"Glory and disgrace depend on a person's thoughts, and it is not a pity that people are also clouds, and they are mediocre all their lives?"

It was also the unsigning that had nothing to do with his family, which made the second monk Ye Qingzhang puzzled.

He frowned and said:

"Dao Chief, this isn't related to your family, is it?"

The old man with his hands behind him, his hands full of old age spots, picked up the bamboo sticks and put them into Ye Qing's hands, he said kindly:

"Donor, family as one, one glory, one humiliation, your choice represents the family."

Ye Qing, who was trembling all over, thought of the choices that came these days.

Ah Mei and Zhang Weng and Zhang Po also changed their lives because of his changes.

Without waiting for him to ask, Lao Dao continued:

"If you are undecided, you can see this sign."

Ye Qing, who came back to his senses, bowed solemnly towards the old road and said:

"Thank you, young people remember."

After getting up, Ye Qing put the bamboo stick into his arms.

He Wen and Yan San behind him, I can't see anywhere, but today I have met a real Taoist person.

The two hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Dao Chief, can you unsign for the juniors?"

"Dao Chief, I ask for a marriage sign, can you give me a sign?"

Lao Dao was in a very good mood, nodded, and then looked at the Taoist priest.

The latter smiled bitterly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said:

"Uncle Shi, the disciple's Taoism is shallow, and he can only do it again."

Lao Dao pointed to the bright-eyed He Wen, who immediately showed joy on his face, looked at the Taoist priest expectantly, and waited for the other party to perform the handprint.

Immediately hold your breath and concentrate on the bamboo tube.

"Pardon!"

Another shout.

A bamboo stick flew up and landed in He Wen's palm.

He Wen hurriedly held it and handed it to Lao Dao respectfully with both hands.

Lao Dao took the bamboo stick, stroked the white beard and said:

"Yes, yes, not one, hard work, next to the nobles, it is advisable to borrow strength."

He put the bamboo skewer on the red cloth and said with a smile:

"You have different opinions on all the things you ask, and your mind is chaotic, and if you don't contact the powerful people, you may have to pay for yourself."

He Wen said worriedly: "Dao Chief, isn't this meaning of unsigning?" Why do you say yes? ”

He Wen, who was extremely smart, instantly looked at Ye Qing with his eyes, and then realized:

"The juniors already know, thank Daochang for signing it."

Lao Dao stroked his beard with his right hand, and waved his left hand:

"There is no need to thank the poor, you are talented and intelligent, in this life, it will be smooth sailing, and you will have someone to help you in case of indecision."

"This sign is just a clear statement of what you have done."

He Wen, who was stunned for a moment, grinned, and bowed to the old man with sincere reverence.

"The younger generation will remember it in their hearts."

Yan San, who was bitter, looked at the Taoist priest who was pale, covered in cold sweat, trembling, and obviously collapsed.

Baba looked at Lao Dao, and said in an urn voice: "Dare to ask the two Taoist masters, do I ......?"

The old Taoist waved his hand happily and said:

"Donor, your marriage has not arrived, and it is useless to ask, take it out with your hand, and the poor road will count it for you."

Yan San, who was overjoyed, immediately stretched out his right hand.

Lao Dao's thin left hand held the big hand of the pu fan, and after looking up and down a few times.

Kindness:

"In the tiger and dragon jumping on the battlefield, the golden armor is like a flash."

"The heroic wind is invincible, and the grass is hard to hide in spring."

"Donor, you're on the wrong track."

Yan San, who didn't understand poetry, was puzzled, scratched his beard, and said curiously:

"Dao Chief, am I going the wrong way?"

"I don't know a few words, I don't understand what you're talking about, can you say it clearly?"

Lao Dao stroked his beard and looked at Ye Qing with a smile.

Ye Qing immediately explained:

"Yan San, the Taoist chief said in the hexagram poem I read to you, the battlefield, the armor, so enlisting in the army is the way you should really go."

Yan San, who understood what it meant, didn't care about the way:

"Hey, what's going on with me!"

"That's it, I know, but I'm thinking about waiting a few more years."

The sincerity of the gratitude made the old Taoist's eyes flash, and he kindly stretched out his hand and patted Yan San's shoulder.

"Okay, well, dare to ask the name of the donor?"

"Junior, Huaiyang Mansion, Ya Capture Class, Kuaishou Yan San."

Yan San, who was heroic and bowed to his fists, introduced his identity with a big grin.

He Wen and Ye Qing, who looked at each other helplessly, didn't expect that they had just arrived at Chaotian Palace, so they asked for a sign, and Yan San forgot all the words he told in the future, and directly exposed their identities, or introduced themselves.

That's it.

He Wen and Ye Qing saluted towards the old road and said:

"The Huaiyang Mansion Ya made a congratulatory text and met the Taoist."

"Ye Qing, the official of the Huaiyang Mansion Punishment Room, has seen the Taoist."

The old Taoist priest lehe said to the three of them:

"Poor Dao Chaotian Palace Zitian, I have seen three officials."

He Wen and Ye Qing trembled, glanced at each other again, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Zitian, the senior brother of Ziyuan Zhenren of Chaotian Palace.

He is currently the master of Chaotian Palace.

Their trip was bound to visit the person who inquired.

didn't wait for Ye Qing to speak to He Wen.

Zi Tianzhen put his hands behind him, his old body, with vigorous steps, walked out, and said:

"You come with the poor."