"Dao Chief, there is always trouble in my family. ”

The middle-aged lady said while wiping the tears from her eyes with a silk handkerchief, and sobbed: "My eldest son tripped over the threshold and injured his face when he went out last month, and the younger son choked on drinking water half a month ago and almost lost his life. ”

"Isn't there something wrong with the feng shui of the yang house and the yin house in my family, there are such changes in the family, I can't sleep well all night, I hope the Taoist chief will help take a look. ”

The fortune teller waved his hand to signal the woman to speak slowly, closed his eyes, pinched his fingers, and asked, "Have you ever had a cat or dog in your family?" ”

The middle-aged woman replied, "I have a dog, and I am usually very well-behaved, and I love it all in the family." ”

The fortune teller asked the woman about the characteristics of the dog, and sighed: "The source of this disaster should be attributed to this dog, you must know that the dog has lived for eight years and will understand human nature, if there is a coincidence, he will change into a demon day by day, and the whole family in your family is a fairy fate, which is the fate of the dog, and now the family has suffered frequent accidents, I think that the dog can't hold back, and wants to harm you." ”

"If you have to go home and make a dummy, and then leave home early in the morning of the ninth day, put the dummy on the bed, and go home after seven days, if the dummy's face is black, you must take the opportunity to kill the dog, and then burn it with the wood that the butcher used to kill the pig, and then burn it with the wood that the butcher used to kill the pig, and the disaster shall be eliminated." ”

The fortune teller confessed solemnly, and after turning into ashes, he scattered the ashes into the Qinhuai River, and suppressed the unjust soul of the evil animal with the spirit of Huai Shui.

Soon after, a very fat and chubby Taoist priest and a small Taoist priest with a sword tied to their waists walked towards the fortune teller who was looking down and touching the silver and laughing.

The strange thing is that Ning Shu and Yuan Youtao didn't realize that they were in a vacuum environment, and in their eyes, there were still people around them, and there was nothing unusual.

Yuan Youtao saw the Taoist priest touching the silver, and said angrily: "Don't touch it, don't touch it, it's time for business." ”

Ning Shu watched it from the sidelines, thinking to himself how the fortune teller in Jinling City could have the same virtue as the sloppy Taoist priest in his own peaceful city.

The fortune teller slowly put down the silver in his hand, but did not raise his head, and muttered in his mouth: "One hexagram asks heaven and earth, one hexagram asks ghosts and gods, one hexagram is three yuan, two hexagrams are five yuan, and marriage is ten yuan." ”

Obviously, the first two sentences have a majestic and atmospheric fairy charm, but the next few sentences are instantly cheesy.

Yuan Youtao smiled, waved his robe, and asked, "I want to calculate, when will I become the richest man in this Luyang Dao?"

The fortune teller felt that this question was extremely idiotic, and replied casually: "Your face is like a full moon, your nose is like a hanging gall and has scale, and your body can absorb the sea, and within three years, you will surely be rich like a carriage running indoors." ”

"How do you know that my face is like a full moon, and my body can hold the sea?"

"The poor road is a descendant of Kunlun, a thousand-year-old inheritance, and once the emperor asked the world, how can there be any inaccurate truth?"

The fortune teller said angrily, and was about to reprimand him, letting him know that he was not in vain in this Jinling City, and felt that this voice seemed to have been heard somewhere, so he looked up, but saw two figures wearing Taoist robes, and was shocked and hurriedly changed his words with a smile: "It turned out that I met my peers, everyone is a disciple of the Daomen, I have something to say, I really don't have a lot of silver on me, I don't know where the poor Dao offended the two, please give me advice...... Hey, Young Master Yuan. ”

Yuan Youtao patted the fortune teller on the shoulder with his big hand and said, "It's still a smart Taoist who can recognize me." ”

Young Master Yuan, with his body and cultivation in the First Sleep Realm, almost didn't slap the fortune teller on the ground.

The fortune teller looked at the fat man in the Taoist robe, turned around and wanted to run, but because the fat man's big hand that had been holding it down was difficult to move, he said with a bitter face: "How can I not recognize Young Master Yuan, if it weren't for Young Master Yuan, how could there be a poor road today." ”

How could he not know the young master of the Yuan family, thinking that when he left Kunlun Mountain, when he first came to Jinling City, he caught up with the peak of the Divine Dynasty to suppress the cultivators, and was separated from his fellow disciples.

When he went to the Yuan Mansion to show the mastery of the sect, calculate a hexagram for this mansion that seemed to be quite arrogant, and earn a sum of money, he didn't expect to be kicked out before he could report it.

It was driven out by Yuan Youtao, a young master who was still famous in Jinling City at that time.

The dignified cultivators of Kunlun Mountain, in other countries, are all regarded as the existence of heavenly masters, not to mention ten thousand taels of gold, at least they don't have to worry about food and clothing, but in the Divine Dynasty, he can only give in, and he can also count his bad luck, so he can't live to catch up with the disaster of the Daomen in the territory of the Divine Dynasty.

But fortunately, Young Master Yuan was also quite polite at that time.

was so polite that he lamented his misfortune with his hands behind his back, and his indisputable expression was angry, just like now, and patted him on the shoulder seriously, but at that time, Yuan Gongzi was still young, and he needed a fortune teller to bend down for the little young master to shoot, and the little young master Yuan sighed at that time and said:

"Niu Nose, look at you dressed so sloppily, who would believe that you are a heavenly master, and boast that you are from Kunlun Mountain, the monkeys in Kunlun Mountain are cleaner than you, hurry up and take the money to buy a good-looking outfit and come again." "Let's ask the servants around me to throw a bag of copper coins to the fortune teller.

He wanted to argue a few words at that time, but saw that Young Master Yuan had already released the vicious dog in charge of the gatekeeper.

The fortune teller later stayed in Jinling City, and he was known as refining his heart, but in fact, he just felt that it was good to enjoy the shade under this big tree, and it would be better if there was no young master of the Yuan family who came to him for tea every once in a while.

So since Yuan Youtao went to Los Angeles, the fortune teller's small life has become more and more nourishing, hiding his figure, and when he noticed that someone came to tell the hexagram, he appeared, often three or four days before opening to calculate a hexagram, a hexagram was enough for him to be comfortable for three months, except for fortune telling, the rest of the time he leaned on the big tree in Xicheng to sleep.

However, the good days are about to be over.

Because, Yuan Youtao is back.

If he knew that the person who came was Yuan Youtao, he would never have shown it.

.....

......

"Niubi's life is good!"

"Everywhere, Young Master Yuan takes good care of it. ”

After all, Ning Shu and Yuan Youtao are both cultivators, and the conversation between the middle-aged lady and the fortune teller was listened to by the two of them.

If Yuan Youtao was not present, the fortune teller would definitely brag about the little Taoist priest in front of him, but in front of Yuan Youtao, how dare he open his mouth.

So he said truthfully: "The previous words are all means of eating, half-truths and half-falsehoods, the dog is a demon, I found out earlier that there is a demon in the city, but those things in her family have nothing to do with the dog demon, it is purely her own bad luck, let her go out to play for a few days, she is in a good mood, she doesn't care about these troubles, the dummy's face is black is these days of dampness, seven days do not deal with it, the dummy's face is naturally moldy, in short, it is suspended, in front of mortals, it is all magic. ”

Ning Shu couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard this explanation, he thought that he was a great cultivator with a high realm, and he originally planned to let him calculate the Huangquan, Heavenly Court, the old man and the heartless person who appeared in his dream before, but it seemed that it could not be realized.

The fortune teller noticed the emotional changes on his face, thought for a while and said: "I'm just a little superficial, but since ancient times, the fate should belong to the Kunlun Mountain, the source of the Jinghuai source of the Sanjiangyuan Zhiming Building is the most magical, known as counting a place to the sky, if it is not for the great fortune of the person can not approach, it is even more difficult to ask for a hexagram." ”

"If you have doubts in your heart, if you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to the Zhiming Building to solve your doubts. ”

Ning Shu nodded and thanked him.

After some pleasantries, we got to the point.

"Have a business, do you want to do it?"

"Which bastard who doesn't have long eyes?"

"Mount Garan. ”

"Luyang to watch the moon? ”

"There are maps. ”

"I don't want to go if I have a map, I can get the news, there are a few demons here this year, and they are trying to pull me into the water. ”

"I heard that the city is going to repair the road to the west city, and I'm afraid you won't be able to keep this piece of land. ”

"When to go!"

After Yuan Youtao's communication with affection and reason, the fortune teller spread his hands to express his resignation, not for anything else, but for the three-acre land in Xicheng.

The reason why the fortune teller has stayed in Jinling City for so many years is that he has taken a fancy to the local qi of this ancient capital, and the big tree in Xicheng is a place where the earth qi is depressed, which is quite beneficial to the practice of the fortune teller.

Yuan Youtao sat on the stool brought by the fortune teller, drank the tea made by the fortune teller, and said to Ning Shu beside him: "Let me tell you, this bull's nose is amazing, I let the dog bite him back then, he ran faster than the dog, and the heel under his feet was greased." ”

The fortune teller thought to himself that if I didn't run faster, it was rumored that a cultivator was bitten by a dog, but he didn't dare to say it, and a pair of eyes stared at Ning Shu from the beginning, as if he saw a noble lady on the street.

He made a salute to Ning Shu and introduced himself: "Of course, poor Dao Zhang, he studied from Kunlun, and he ...... it."

"It's just a bull's nose. Yuan Youtao quipped.

Of course, Zhang smiled awkwardly at Ning Shu and asked, "I don't know which immortal mountain my junior brother hit?"

Ning Shu thought to himself that I am also a pretending Taoist priest, I can't answer that you are from Tushi Palace, the ghost knows if you believe it or not.

So there was silence.

Of course, the fortune teller Zhang originally planned to re-show his immortal wind dao bones in front of Ning Shu, but he didn't expect to stumble on the stuffy gourd after just saying two words, and he couldn't help but sigh that life was not easy.

Yuan Youtao handed him the map in his hand, Zhang of course looked at it over and over, threw out a few stones and fiddled with it, and said after a long time: "It's not difficult to go up, but I'm really not sure about this thing in Xianyuan." ”

Then he looked at Ning Shu and added, "You can also give it a try." ”

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go. Yuan Youtao patted the fortune teller on the shoulder with his hand again.

"Can you change the side shot next time? The fortune teller grinned in pain.

After the three of them walked out a few steps, of course Zhang suddenly said:

"Wait, I didn't take the cornucopia. ”

"Where. ”

Zhang, of course, pointed to the painted wooden basin that had been buckled under his ass and used as a stool.

I saw him trotting back and carrying it in his hand, and walked side by side with Ning Shu and Yuan Youtao in the direction of Jialan Mountain outside the city.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the backs of the three Taoist priests.

The shadows behind him, some tall and some short, some fat and some thin.

It seems to be very harmonious.