When the people came to the ancient city of Galivia, Su Hai said that he would go there first to rest and make some supplies, and he would come to meet them in a day or two.

The disciples of the Desperate Sect were also ready at all times, as long as Zhou Lun gave an order, they would wave their army to the west and go straight to the desert.

Early in the morning of this day, Meng Li got up early in the morning alone, stood on the balcony of the inn after getting up, looked at the street downstairs, there were not many people, it was very cold, maybe it was too early.

Seeing a middle-aged woman with a scarf wrapped around her head walking on the bluestone paved street with a freshly baked breakfast in her hand, Meng Li suddenly felt hungry, okay, anyway, they were still asleep, go down first and buy the breakfast back, and then they could eat it when they woke up.

Meng Fence thought and looked in the direction where the middle-aged woman had come to see where the buns were spread, but the houses on both sides were too dense to block the view.

Regardless of it, go down and take a look first, it's still early anyway, and watch as you go. Thinking about it, Meng Li put on his coat and went downstairs.

Look around along the way, after all, this style of street scene is really rare in the world, very retro, and very high-profile.

Suddenly, a voice sounded nearby, and Meng Li looked at the source of the sound, and in the lower left, there was a dog skin plaster seller wearing a hat.

He was sitting on the bluestone face, wasn't it cold? Meng Li saw that there was still a layer of white mist on the bluestone slabs, although it was already late spring and early summer, but the early morning and night here still made people dare not take off their thick coats, so Meng Li looked at the seller who looked like an old man and was curious.

Young man, please stay! This was the first thing the old man who sold dog skin plasters said to Meng Li.

When Meng Li stopped, he looked at the old man curiously and said politely: Is the old man calling me?

Since this young man can see the old man, it means that we still have a certain fate, in this case, the old man is willing to help you calculate a hexagram for free. The old man did not directly answer Meng Li's question, but went straight down.

Meng Li listened to the old man's words and felt funny: If you don't call me, I won't be able to see you. I'm just embarrassed to laugh. Said: Old man, isn't what you write on this cloth to sell dog skin plasters, what's the matter, you can also tell fortunes! Meng Li squatted down with a smile, wanting to see the old man's face, because the old man's hat was too low to see his face clearly.

When Meng Fence squatted down, he still couldn't see the old man's face, because he always kept his head down and talked to him, and no matter how he bent down, he couldn't lower him. I didn't expect a person of my age to have such a good ligament. It's really not easy! Meng Liang secretly admired in his heart, you must know Lu Dao, Meng Li is a person who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his body is naturally not ordinary light.

If anyone sees the two of them crouching in place and doing idiotic peek-a-boo, they will think it's two insane. And it's a very early neurosis.

Of course, someone will see it. There are a few women with baskets on their arms, who must have come out to buy groceries. When they saw Meng Li, they stopped, and at first they looked at him in surprise, and then they said with a relaxed face as if they had suddenly realized: Oh, I guess he escaped from the mental hospital in the north.

yes, the walls there should really be repaired, and there will always be mental illness running out of there. Hey, you say, this is going to meet those psycho patients who specialize in perverts, and wouldn't it be very dangerous for a girl like me to be like me. A woman accosted and said. He actually made a movement and hugged his chest with both hands.

Meng Li didn't hear what they were talking about, but she heard some noisy rat-like sounds behind her, and she looked back.

At this time, the woman who had not spoken just now, and had been staring curiously at Meng Li, a "neurotic", suddenly stood up, a very charming posture.

The two of them saw that she was unusual, and followed her gaze towards Meng Li.

So they put on a pose that they felt could fascinate thousands of young men.

They kept a virgin smile on their faces, and whispered: This young man is really handsome!

Who's to say it isn't.

Hey, I'm proposing to go to the mental hospital in the north at noon today, I didn't think there was such a handsome boy there!

Hey, yes, I'll go, I'll go!

At this time, the three of them seemed to have forgotten the stupid behavior that made them feel abnormal just now: a person squatting there, with his butt facing outward, high and low, looking at the air opposite, as if he was looking at a transparent person, which was really scary.

Meng Liang looked at the three aunts behind him who seemed to be abnormal, and he felt a little chilled.

Even colder than that was the hand that suddenly touched the back of his hand.

Meng Li contracted in fright, and immediately withdrew his hand. The old man smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, they are just women who have never seen the world."

Who is afraid of them, I was scared by you, why are your hands so cold, like a dead man? As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Li felt that what he said was too impolite.

I don't know when the people behind Lu Dao left, anyway, Meng Liang didn't bother to care about them, he still had to buy breakfast.

Meng Li stood up and said: I'm leaving, I wish you a prosperous business, I'm not interested in fortune-telling tricks, you should find someone who knows the goods.

After saying that, Meng Li turned around and wanted to leave.

Didn't you just want to see what I looked like?

At this moment, the old man's voice came from behind him, and it sounded very scary from behind, like a voice from another space.

Meng Liang turned around, looked at the old man who was still sitting on the bluestone face, and squatted down again, I don't know what Lu Dao is for, what do you look like about me, I want to pay attention to it, but the old man in front of him seemed to have magic power, and Meng Liang squatted down in a trance.

This time he was terrified.

When the old man's face was slowly lifted and the hat was slowly opened, Meng Li saw a disgusting face with a large sarcoma on his face, and felt that if there were flies now, they would definitely fly towards this place with pleasure.

Meng Li felt a churn in his stomach and a dizziness in his brain. It's uncomfortable anyway. Nausea, want to throw up.

What's wrong with you. The old man asked knowingly, with a smile on his face.

When Meng Li raised his head again, his eyes tried not to look directly, but he still caught a glimpse of the corner of his eye.

This time, Meng Li was frightened again, and it was even worse than the last time, this time Meng Li seemed to be pushed hard, his body was thrown backwards, and his ass fell heavily on the hard ground.

It turned out that Meng Li saw a face that was exactly the same as his own. It's really exactly the same, like I'm looking in the mirror.

The old man put on the hat again, and then smiled and said to Meng Li, who was sitting on the ground in terror, "Young man, can you let the old man help you calculate a hexagram now?"

Meng Li didn't speak, just swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

At this time, the old man said unhurriedly: Young man, according to my fingers, you should be called Meng Li, right?

At this time, Meng Liang hurriedly got up, walked to the old man's stall and sat down, and said with a serious face: Old man, don't sell it to me, I know that you are by no means an idle person, you must have something to do with me, you just say it, the younger Meng Liang who can do it must go to the soup.

Ha Lu Ha

Then you looked at the unfathomable old man in front of you with a puzzled expression.

The old man picked up a small paper bag from the stall and handed it to Meng Li: Take it, young man, you need it.

Is this, dog skin plaster? Why are you giving me this? Meng Li still looked puzzled.

It allows you to become any face you want, just like I did when I became yours.

But what I want it to do, I don't need to be someone else's. Meng Li said.

Just take it first, and you'll be able to use it in a short time, and I won't be able to find it if you want to. After the old man finished speaking, he stuffed the small paper bag into Meng Li's hand.

Seeing that the old man was like an immortal, he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he accepted it.

Meng Li lowered his head and looked at the small paper bag he was holding in his hand, his heart was full of doubts, but when he raised his head again, it was already empty, and only the lonely wall remained.

Collect (to be continued......)

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