While Han Changming was gossiping with the two senior brothers, the envoy had already searched through the capital of Jielou Country, and his work efficiency was quite high, although he found nothing.

"Waste, all of which have nothing to gain, and the face to claim to be efficient?"

An angry boy voice came from a transmission note in the hand of the envoy.

It turned out that the envoy had just reported the latest investigation to the ruler of the Twin Immortals Palace, the 'Twin Immortals of the Paper World', but he didn't expect to be severely criticized.

Frightened, the envoy was thrilled, and hurriedly contacted the three ambassadors of the Charm Spirit to discuss it together, and then each led his subordinates to choose a direction and search, they wanted to expand the scope of the search to the entire Jielou country.

It didn't take long for the streets and alleys of Jielou Kingdom to be pasted with portraits of Han Changming's true appearance.

But after they searched for half a month, they still didn't find any trace of Han Changming.

"If you can't find that person again, I will let the 'sneaky' two people replace you in the Jielou Country!"

There was a burst of angry voices from the transmission notes.

In the past half a month, Han Chang's life has been safe and sound, but he often feels itching in his chest, and the frequency is getting higher and higher.

this day.

Han Changming continued to set up stalls on the streets of Jielou Guojing.

As Han Changsheng wandered around the area for a while, his reputation as a master grew, and the people of the capital thought he was a liar at first, but now many people came to him to ask him for good fortune and misfortune.

Among them, there was a man with a pockmarked face who came to tell his fortune, and he said, "Old man, please help me look at the palmistry and see if I can marry the beautiful Fang Bingbing next door." ”

Han Changming took a sip of tea made of pulp, looked at the other party's pockmarked face and exposed nose hair, and replied leisurely: "Young man, it's useless to just look at your hands these days, this is an era of looking at faces." ”

"Master, you can help me look at palmistry!"

The pock-faced man was obviously unwilling to give up hope just like that.

"As you wish!" Han Changming looked at this person's palm print and said, "Although your emotional line is very weak, but your lifeline, health line, career line, the context of these three lines is very clear, in this case, I suggest you go to find a third-tier city to develop, and this capital is a first-tier city, which does not match your fate." ”

After the pock-faced man left, an old man came.

"Master help me calculate, how much is left of my longevity?"

The old man said slowly.

Han Changsheng looked at the old man's face for half a pillar of incense, and two blushes rose on the old man's face.

At this time, Han Changsheng said seriously: "Your life is very good!"

The old man was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "This dare is good, then how long can I live?"

"You can live until you die!"

Han Changming replied in the affirmative.

The old man's face suddenly turned dark, his eyebrows were furious, and he said, "Master, what kind of life are you counting, and now the threshold for engaging in divination is already so low?"

"Don't be angry, don't look at me as just a sentence to live to old age and die, but it contains heavenly opportunities, do you know that 'people have good and bad luck'? Many people can't even die of normal old age, but die randomly, such as walking and falling to death, choking to death while eating, but I look at Weng's face, unlike others, you have a safe and blessed life, and you can enjoy your old age in peace!"

"I see, what a rude thing just now!"

The old man hurriedly made amends to Han Chang's life, and then staggered away.

Not long after, another Confucian student about thirty years old came, he said: "The old gentleman is polite, although I have reached the age of establishment, but I have the world in mind, I just want to study hard for ten years and become famous in one fell swoop, but all my relatives are urging marriage, more anxious than my father, how is this good?"

"It's very simple, if there are relatives urging marriage in the future, you can say that you meet a fortune teller on the street of the capital, and say that if you get married without the title of the gold list, although your parents will not be affected, you will kill a few relatives, as for the specific death, you can go home first to see how many relatives are urging marriage. ”

Han Changming stroked a fake beard on his chin and said leisurely.

Today's business is a little busy, at this time it is getting late, Han Changsheng is about to close the stall and leave, and suddenly a paper monk comes.

There are also many people in this paper world who chant and worship Buddha every day, so it is not surprising to meet monks.

It's just that this paper monk is not good at knocking on wooden fish, but he came to Han Changming to help tell fortunes, which is a bit unbelievable.

"Can the master help the poor monk calculate a hexagram?"

The paper monk asked a little crampedly, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Yes!"

Han Changming's eyes narrowed, staring at the other party's chest for a while, and a trace of murderous intent flashed quietly in his eyes, but he covered it up very well, and was not noticed by the paper monk sitting opposite.

"By the way, the poor monk saw a big sword on the side of the road, and the sword was engraved with a poisonous dragon on its body. ”

The paper monk suddenly remembered and said to Han Changming.

"Oh, and such a great sword?"

Han Changming asked, as if he had been aroused by greed.

"The poor monk is a monk, and he can't pick up this kind of windfall, but for the sake of you helping the poor monk tell fortunes, we are also fated, so I can take you to find the sword, lest this sword fall into the hands of the villains!"

The poor monk said enthusiastically, his expression was more sincere, and he seemed to be full of trust in Han Changming, a stranger.

So Han Changming cleaned up his stall and planned to go to the place where the sword was with the paper monk.

It's just that no one noticed that when Han Changming was in the process of cleaning up his things, when he turned his back to the paper monk, the corners of Han Changming's mouth showed a sneer.

Led by the paper monk, the two walked towards the city gate.

As soon as he got out of the city gate, the paper monk couldn't see the road because it was dark, so his foot was twisted, and now he couldn't walk, so he asked Han Changming if he could carry him.

Han Changsheng didn't mind, so he picked up the paper monk and continued to hurry, but before he had gone far, Han Changsheng felt that his back was getting heavier and heavier, and when he looked back, he was actually carrying a paper coffin!

"I know that you are a paper repairer pretending to be a fortune operator, so I plan to devour you, and now you have fallen for my 'promotion and fortune' technique, I'm afraid that you have no chance to put me down!"

From the coffin came the rampant laughter of the paper monk's treacherous plan.

"Really?" Han Changming asked with a sneer.

"Huh, isn't it?"

The paper monk listened to the tone of Han Changming's speech, and had a bad premonition, and always felt that this paper cultivator, who helped people tell fortunes, was a little calm at the moment, as if he had expected it.

Sure enough, he didn't see Han Changsheng make any moves, and he saw a raging fire suddenly erupt all over his body.

"This ...... This is the fire of spiritual power, you are not a paper repair!"

This shocking voice came from inside the coffin, and the coffin shook violently, intending to fly away from Han Changsheng's back.

"It's late! I'm sorry for what you did if I didn't bake you first, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been teleported to this world, should I call you a three-deaf Taoist or a good Qingze?"

Han Changming said expressionlessly, and at the same time, the hands behind his back hugged the coffin even tighter, and soon the smell of the paper being burned came from the place where the back and the coffin fitted.

This paper monk is actually a three-deaf Taoist, or a Qingze soul, I didn't expect that he was really teleported to the paper world.

"Hmph, how about the three deaf Daoists, what about Qingze, I remember, you are one of the two five spirit roots that were not devoured by me, and when you were lucky with the spiritual power just now, you exuded a familiar smell to me, you are the five spirit roots of the foundation building period, but no matter how powerful you are, you are only a foundation building period monk, and I, as a strong person in the Yudan stage, can crush you to death with just one finger!"

The words of the three deaf daoists were full of disdain, and as soon as his words fell, the paper coffin behind Han Changming suddenly burst open, and the three deaf daoists hiding in it finally flew out, but their clothes and hair were a little burnt.

"I guess you knew my true identity from the beginning, how did you find out about me, why did you still see through me after I took away the paper figure?"

The three deaf Daoists stared at Han Changming with snake-like eyes and asked.

"You can cultivate to the paper pill stage, could it be that you just used this way to trick some lonely paper cultivators out of the city, and then take the opportunity to devour them, thereby improving your cultivation?"

Han Changming did not answer the question of the three deaf Taoists, but asked the three deaf Taoists.

"Hmph, since neither of us is willing to answer each other's questions, let's do it, even if you have a fire aura protector, I can crush you with a ranged attack!"

The Three Deaf Daoists have been a genuine paper cultivator since they took away the body of the paper man, so he is very afraid of flames.

What's more, this monk's aura fire can burn everything in an instant, countless times more fierce than ordinary fire!

In addition to being covered in flames, Han Changsheng also released a layer of source qi shield that only paper cultivation can have, and at the same time, he also took out the Mude Sword from between his teeth, and the sword instantly returned to its normal size, which was held by him in his hand, and after he injected some wood spiritual power into this sword, Han Changsheng suddenly felt that his whole body was full of qi and blood, as if the blood in his body was endless.

Since Han Changming's cultivation reached the paper base period, the laws of heaven and earth in this realm no longer suppressed him, so he could take out the Mude Sword in this realm, and this sword could actually be assimilated without fear of the source power of the paper realm.

"I can't imagine that you are hiding so deeply, in the past, when I caught you in Donggong City, you didn't use this sword, and now it finally came out, presumably this is your last hole card, but you are only in the foundation building period, and you are also worthy of being my opponent, let me send you this little miscellaneous to die!"

The third deaf Taoist said with a pale and hideous face.

From the sword in Han Changming's hand, he felt a dangerous aura, which made him disdain from the beginning, and gradually became cautious, so he took out a paper sword from the paper storage bag hanging on his body, and prepared to attack and kill Han Changming.

At the same time, these three deaf Dao people have quite combat experience, and before attacking Han Changsheng, they also released a layer of source qi shield on their body, just like Han Changsheng, this paper pill-level source qi shield is much stronger than Han Changsheng's body, which can be described as impregnable.

When it was too late, the three deaf Taoists pointed at Han Changming with two fingers, and pointed at Han Changming, and the paper sword suddenly flashed in front of Han Changming as if it was teleporting.

When this paper sword was about to penetrate the flames on Han Changming's body, Han Changming had time to swing the Mude sword in his hand and directly cut the paper sword into two pieces, but his own blood and qi also surged, and his body retreated more than a dozen steps before stabilizing again.

The three deaf Daoists were strong people in the paper pill period, and just a random blow made Han Changsheng a little overwhelmed.

This is also fortunate that Han Changsheng's cultivation is far superior to that of monks of the same level, and there is a Mude sword to bless qi and blood, otherwise the sword of the three deaf Daoists just now is enough to take Han Changsheng's life.

Seeing his paper sword being cut into two pieces, the three deaf Dao people were shocked, he originally felt that he had overestimated the power of the sword in Han Changming's hand, he didn't expect it to be so strong, even the sword attack of the paper pill stage powerhouse could withstand it!

"Your sword is good, I want it!" the three deaf Daoists sneered.

However, when he took out a paper clock from the paper storage bag again, intending to continue attacking Han Changsheng, his smile suddenly stopped.