Grinding wondered, "What do you mean?"

"Don't listen to the old god's nonsense. ”

Wang Banxian took the rest of the paintings and placed them on the coffee table.

The first painting is a border city. A burly man dressed in animal clothes and with a disheveled head, covered in blood, holding the ground with a single sword, alone against the thousands of horses and thousands of troops in Western Chu. Behind him is the first city in the western part of the Ming Dynasty, Hidden Yang City. At the head of Yinyang City, some people are ready to lower the flag and prepare to surrender in Kaicheng.

The second painting is the water town of Jiangnan. On the shore of the green water lake, there is a sword fairy surrounded by immortal wind bones and holy light in mid-air, looking down on the common people, and the people in the city who are prostrate on the ground and bow down. A handsome young man jumped up in the air and stabbed the sword immortal with a sword, but was restrained by the sword immortal's finger and couldn't move.

The third painting is in the capital. The eight-armed Nezha city has become a broken ruin, smoke rises everywhere, the city is full of starvation, 100,000 corpses, and rivers of blood. The palace turned into a sea of fire, and there was an iron-clad general, mounted on a black horse, looking at all this indifferently.

Wang Banxian's expression was a little sluggish, and he muttered, "The situation is not good." That's all?"

Dan Qingsheng had just been painting, almost exhausted all his mental strength, his body was a little weak, and he said in a low voice, "When I was painting, I should have had another one, but when I put the pen down, I couldn't remember it." You also know that when I am scattered, I have no consciousness. ”

Wang Banxian sighed, "The western realm has fallen, the immortals have appeared, and the capital is extinct. Could it be that the troubled times of 500 years ago are about to reappear in the world?"

Dan Qingsheng said: "What I painted, may not be accurate, when I went to Shujian Mountain, I didn't paint until you died on Shujian Mountain, and now you are not alive?"

Wang Banxian didn't tell him, it wasn't that he couldn't draw accurately, but that he had almost exhausted all his cultivation back then, and with the power of the Amazing God Array, he changed his life against the sky and stole a life from the hands of the god of death.

Now, the three paintings made by Dan Qingsheng are very bad, and they coincide with the hexagram he used for Daming Guozuo on the bank of the Luoshui River half a year ago. In that hexagram, there is also a variable, the bad luck is unknown, and he occupies three hexagrams in a row, which is still the same situation.

Dan Qingsheng persuaded him to do his best and obey the destiny of heaven, but Wang Banxian was unwilling.

He has too much responsibility in this world, too much affection for this river and lake, and no one will be allowed to destroy the world he guards, not even the gods. Back then, the national teacher Wang Tianshi did not allow it, and today's fortune teller Wang Banxian does not allow it.

As long as it hasn't happened, anything is possible.

"What's next?"

Wang Banxian stroked the three paintings into powder, "I'm going to Jiangnan." ”

Dan Qingsheng was a little worried, among the three people who escaped from Shujian Mountain back then, their fates were different. He looked down on life and death, was infatuated with the mountains and rivers, and lived a reclusive life. Wang Banxian and Li Chuntie wanted to do something for this world. In this regard, he can't compare to the two.

In the past 30 years, Wang Banxian has self-destructed, abolished his martial arts, buried his name incognito, hid between mountains and rivers, and avoided the pursuit of Shujian Mountain. He risked the disapproval of Shujian Mountain, and forcibly hid the luck in the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and he had already been regarded as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh by Shujian Mountain, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly. But Wang Banxian is good at arithmetic, and he escapes unscathed every time, leaving Shujian Mountain helpless.

Li Chuntie turned into the president of Dengwen Academy, secretly holding the fate of the rivers and lakes.

The two are bright and dark, and they seem to be inseparable from each other, but they have the same goal.

"You're not afraid of those people coming to you?"

Wang Banxian said: "Anyway, this life was picked up, rather than living, it is better to do a fucking job." I'm leaving!"

The scholar said, "The meal is ready." ”

Wang Banxian said don't make so many vain heads, there is no shortage of silver in Danqing Villa, get me a thousand eight hundred taels, I will spend it first. When I have money in the future, I will pay you back. However, it is estimated that there will be no money in the future.

Dan Qingsheng asked the scholar to take five thousand silver tickets and gave them to Wang Banxian. Wang Banxian didn't even say thank you, and took the banner to say goodbye. Dan Qingsheng and the scholar were sent out of the villa, and when they were leaving, Dan Qingsheng suddenly asked, "Heavenly Master, where are you hiding the fortune in the rivers and lakes?"

Wang Banxian said a little proudly, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. ”

After that, he sang an unknown northern Shaanxi tune in Lingnan and left the villa.

The scholar looked at his departing figure and said, "Master, this old guy is so weird. ”

Dan Qingsheng retracted his mind and said, "Grind, haven't you always wanted to leave Danqing Mountain Villa and go to the rivers and lakes to have a good time, and you will be allowed to be a teacher." Pack up your things, and go out early tomorrow morning. ”

When he heard this, he almost jumped up with excitement, almost not believing his ears, "Really, Master, you are so good to me!" After thinking about it, "If I am not here, Master, what should you do?" Dan Qingsheng said angrily, "Master, I have hands and feet, and I can't take care of myself?"

Dan Qingsheng returned to the room and took out another painting from his arms. On the painting, Dan Qingsheng fell in a pool of blood, his hands and feet were cut off, next to him were pens, ink, paper and inkstones scattered all over the ground, and next to his corpse, a middle-aged man was standing.

He didn't tell Wang Banxian that there was actually a person who went down the mountain alive on Shujian Mountain back then.

......

Hanshan Temple.

Xiao Jinyan and others entered the Hanshan Temple, although this temple is not splendid, but it is also scattered, quite chic, and can't help but play.

The presiding officer of Hanshan Temple, Zhenling Zen Master, was meditating and chanting scriptures in the meditation room, looking like a monk who had attained the Tao, but he was panicked in his heart. Suzhou City has built a new Tianning Temple, it is said that it is a monk, the foreign monk will chant the scriptures, and a few big pilgrims in his temple are led to that side, and a few powerful monks are also poached from his temple, so that the incense here is not as good as in the past.

Today, the temple of Nuoda is only guarded by him and a small apprentice. This little apprentice is lazy and lazy, and he is extremely inattentive to the matter of incense, and he has the heart to not use it, but he can't find a suitable replacement. At this moment, the True Spirit Zen Master saw Xiao Jinyan and his party enter the courtyard.

He is the abbot of a temple, and he is a monk who has attained the Tao, and he has lost his identity when he is far away, and he glanced at the little apprentice, but found that he was leaning on the futon and snoring, so he coughed twice, and the apprentice slept like a dead pig, so he knocked him on the head with a wooden fish.

The apprentice woke up and touched his head, "Master, why are you beating me?"

The True Spirit Zen Master rushed outside, and the little apprentice realized it, jumped up, walked out step by step, and rushed to Xiao Jinyan and the others, "Donors, welcome to our temple, I don't know if you are here to hit the top or not...... Is it to ask about the future, or to ask for marriage? is to ask about the official career, or to ask the official luck, our temple is responsive, and recently launched a new activity, old pilgrims pull new pilgrims, and there are commissions to get. ”

Xiao Jinyan ha, "Don't dare to be the word donor." I'm so poor that I don't even have a copper plate, where can I do it?"

When the little monk heard that he had no money, his face suddenly drooped.

Xiao Jinyan pointed at Li Chengcheng, "This is your benefactor." ”

The little monk smiled at Li Tingcheng, and before he could speak, Li Tingcheng said, "I have money, but I have been born for more than 20 years, and I don't burn incense, worship Buddha, and make ......wishes."

Before he could finish speaking, the little monk yawned, "Goodbye." ”

As soon as he returned to the main hall, the wooden fish of the True Spirit Zen Master hit like a storm, and the little monk ran out with his head covered, shouting as he ran: "Master, I will say according to what you taught, why are you beating me." ”

Xiao Jinyan also said, "Master, why are you still beating people." ”

Zhenling Zen Master said, "This kid is so lazy to eat, one person eats two people's food, sleeps more than me, teaches him two sentences, and learns to talk back, I beat him to help him." ”

Zhao Lanjiang said, "Or, I'll help you too?" Saying that, he was about to step forward and beat the True Spirit Zen Master, Xiao Jinyan stretched out his hand to hold it, "It's not good to help people with family affairs." ”

This little monk ran like a rabbit, but he didn't suffer, the True Spirit Zen Master chased for a long time, panting, and the previous appearance of a monk was gone. He said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it is fate to come, since there is fate, why don't you sit down and taste a cup of tea? ”

Xiao Jinyan said that there is no need to talk about the Tao, just ask for a cup of tea, I am really a little thirsty.

Everyone sat down in the guest room, and the little monk boiled water and served tea.

The little red fish saw that there was a pond in the courtyard, and there were dozens of koi fish in the pond, which were colorful, and asked the little monk for some fish food, and fed the koi, and the little monk stood aside to accompany him.

"These koi fish have been raised for some years, right?"

The little monk said, "When I remembered, I was here." Sister of the beautiful benefactor, do you like it? How about I send you one?"

Little Redfish nodded, "Of course I like it." ”

She has the word fish in it, so she loves these koi very much, pointing at the koi and saying, "This one is good, it can be steamed, this one is also very big, it can be spicy, and it may not fit in a pot." That's it. ”

"Uh-uh...... You're going to kill that koi. ”

Little Red Fish looked at him with a smile, "What, little monk, can't bear it?"

"We monks are compassionate, and we don't kill. ”

"Do you eat meat?"

The little monk scratched his head, "I eat some occasionally, my master eats it every day, and he doesn't like it without meat." ”

"Then he doesn't kill?"

"My master said that chickens and ducks are things in people's wombs, and everything in the world has a life. ”

At this time, not far from the wall, a black shadow flashed, and the little red fish recognized the person, explained a few words to the little monk, and chased out.

In the guest room, Xiao Jinyan and the others were shocked by the lofty talk of the True Spirit Zen Master, this Yin Hall was black, and the catastrophe was coming, and they pointed out one by one, thinking that they would ask him to crack the way of the evil omen, so as to take the opportunity to ask for a sum of money, but they didn't expect Zhao Lanjiang to beat him very politely.

The little monk saw that the master's nose was blue and his face was swollen and he asked for hexagram money, and everyone didn't look back, and finally the True Spirit Zen Master pounced on a dog, hugged Li Tingcheng's thigh, and said: "You can't just leave, don't give money for divination, don't give money for tea, and don't give money for beating people, where is there such a reason in the world, and there is Wang Fa and Tianli?"

Li Chengcheng was impatient, took the silver and threw it on the ground, and the true spirit Zen master was on the ground, and before the silver landed, he copied the silver in his hand, and the flexibility of his skills was beyond everyone's expectations.

Xiao Jinyan asked, "What about Sister Hongyu with you?"

The little monk said, "Sister Hongyu said that there is something to do, go first, and come to the inn to meet you later." ”

......

Outside Hanshan Temple.

The little red fish chased the black shadow and stopped in the pine forest stream. The man in black was short in stature, his appearance was not good, his face was yellow, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and as soon as he stopped, he couldn't help coughing.

Little Red Fish looked at the visitor, "What are you doing here?"

The tuberculosis ghost said: "Su Hongyu, you have had a good time these days, if I don't remind you a few words, I'm afraid you will forget your identity." How's it going?"

Little Red Fish said, "I have no obligation to report to you. ”

"Lord Yuwen is very dissatisfied with you, you have to be careful. ”

Xiao Hongyu said coldly, "Wu Fatian, I, Su Hongyu, do things, it's not your turn to point fingers, my lord's side, I will naturally explain, but you, don't have anything to do, just run to Lord Yuwen to talk nonsense, and your mouth is not as good as a woman's family." ”

The leprosy was furious, "You! ahem...... Ahem......"

This leprosy ghost is one of the eight evil kings of the Bright God Sect, "Lawless" Wu Fatian, this person acts ruthlessly and has a perverse personality, although he has not entered the three lists, there are not a few heroes in the three lists who died in his hands. When he was young, Wu Fatian went mad when he was practicing, injured his lung meridians, and fell into the root of the disease, and his qi and blood were slightly unsmooth, so he would cough.

I don't know when, the little red fish has a short dagger in his hand, which is sparkling red, and he knows at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.

"You want to do it?"

The little red fish didn't say a word, and stabbed Wu Fatian with his body.