More than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Wei Xiaodao has repeated his boring life.

During this time, he recovered quickly, faster than the average person! His left hand was already able to move flexibly, as long as he didn't carry heavy objects.

Because he is blind in his left eye and his pupils are pure white, he occasionally scares the owner of the goods, so Su Xiaomei sewed a cloth belt for him with black gauze. Now he covers his left eye every time he goes out, and although he looks like a bandit, it is better than always scaring the rich and noble.

During this time, Wei Xiaodao would get up early to play a set of boxing techniques, and then under Su Xiaomei's mournful gaze, he heard her scold, "Lin Wan'er is a fox spirit, and she has taken away people's souls again!"

Wei Xiaodao didn't understand how big a feud Su Xiaomei had with Lin Wan'er.

To be honest, since the last time he delivered the letter, Wei Xiaodao had never seen Lin Wan'er again. And everything in "Huang Linxiang" is arranged by Fubo.

"You go and send this mink fur to Zhang Dahu's family in Xicheng!"

Wei Xiaodao took a beautiful wooden box and held it carefully in his arms. After this time, he has understood the rules of the store, and the skins packed in wooden boxes like this are all high-quality dry goods, and he will definitely not be able to afford to break them!

"Wait, it's a long way to the west of the city. ”

"If the things are delivered, go back by yourself, and you don't have to come to the store to hand in the order!"

After receiving the order, Wei Xiaodao turned around and left again.

"Huang Linxiang" is in the east of the city, and Zhang Dahu's house is in the west of the city, which can be said to be a comparison of Dahe City. Now the time is about the same, so there is nothing wrong with Fauber's orders, but there is a little more human touch.

In fact, what Wei Xiaodao didn't know was that every fifteen days, "Huang Linxiang" would close the store door in advance and end the day's business. This was something that the other two guys had been accustomed to for a long time.

Looking at the sky, Wei Xiaodao quickened his steps. If he had been quicker, he might have been able to go back sooner.

After asking passers-by for directions a few times, Wei Xiaodao easily found the address.

Lightly buckle the copper knocker of the mouth of the poor strange beast, and the vermilion door will slowly open after a while. Knowing that Wei Xiaodao was the errand boy of "Huang Linxiang", the porter did not make it difficult, and quickly called the housekeeper.

signed the list and received the goods, and the housekeeper also gave Wei Xiaodao a reward of two cents. This makes Wei Xiaodao feel good, the little sister has always liked to eat oil cakes in Xicheng Qiqi Lane, and now she can buy two for her by the way.

"Fortune telling, looking at the ground and looking at feng shui!"

It is now the end of the Shen period, and the day is about to enter the unitary time. The days in winter are relatively short, and the sunset is not far from the unitary time. The vendors who set up their stalls were preparing to close their stalls, and the streets were a little dull.

This abrupt shout, but it attracted the attention of many people. It's just that after everyone looked back, they began to work on their own business again. The pedestrians who stopped did not continue to stop.

Wei Xiaodao also glanced at it, and it turned out to be a Taoist with disheveled hair shouting. I guess I didn't make any money at the end of the day, and I'm going to try my luck before I go home.

"Catch ghosts and chant scriptures, write yellow tables and sing three clears!"

The shouting continued, Wei Xiaodao glanced at it and didn't care, and continued to walk towards Suning's house. Now the oil cake is still hot, if you don't go back quickly, the oil cake will not taste good if it is cold.

"Death in vain, early reincarnation!"

Wei Xiaodao's footsteps froze, and he paused for two seconds and walked towards the fortune-telling stall.

"Can you surpass the revenant?"

Wei Xiaodao stood at this Taoist priest and asked with some suspicion.

The Taoist is about forty and has a longevity beard. The face is kind, and under the yellow crown is a somewhat messy hair. He first got up, saluted Wei Xiaodao and said, "I've seen Xiaoyou." ”

Wei Xiaodao nodded to him as a return salute, and then asked again, "Can you surpass the revenant?!"

The Taoist smiled and said easily: "My Daomen is orthodox in Kyushu, and the super-deceased is naturally not a problem!"

"Don't look at what those bald heads say, but can foreign Buddhas take care of the affairs of Kyushu?"

"I want to overtake the dead, how much does it cost?"

Hearing Wei Xiaodao's inquiry, the Taoist wanted to raise the price when he saw that there was a business coming to the door. can see that Wei Xiaodao is not a rich family, so he rolled his eyes and said: "It is also fate that Poor Dao and Xiaoyou meet." ”

The Taoist pretended to be bold and continued: "Open an altar for seven days for you, and only accept 800 Wen from you!"

When the words fell, Wei Xiaodao didn't bother to bother and turned around and left.

"Five hundred wen!"

"Hey, little brother, three hundred wen!"

"I'm serving you, I'll eat and live for a hundred wen!"

Seeing that the matter was going to be yellow, the Taoist hurriedly remedied. He stepped forward and grabbed Wei Xiaodao's sleeve, and the price dropped again and again.

Wei Xiaodao turned around silently, reached into his arms and took it out. After a period of fumbling, he finally took out five cents from his arms and slapped it on the Taoist fortune-telling booth.

"That's all. ”

The Taoist looked away from the table, looking at the five cents on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He gritted his teeth and hurriedly put the money in his sleeve. Then the Taoist sat back at the table and said distressedly: "Five cents, it is impossible to open the altar!"

Before Wei Xiaodao was about to turn his face, the Taoist hurriedly said: "I'll write you a table, the effect is actually the same......"

The table is also called "entering the table" in Taoism, and its role is actually similar to that of the book. The difference is only that one is for the kings of the world, and the other is for the immortals above the nine heavens.

Wei Xiaodao looked at the Dharma that was supposed to be seven days, and all of them were reduced to a few words on the yellow paper, and he felt speechless for a while.

"Dare to ask who the little brother wants to cross into reincarnation?"

The words of the Taoist pulled Wei Xiaodao's thoughts back. Hearing the Taoist's question, he said without hesitation: "Wei Laodao, Song Changning, Zuo Yunbing, Li Kaicheng!"

"Four at a time, this time I lost the Dao Master!"

The Taoist couldn't help but curse in his heart, he didn't expect that there were actually four people on one table. Although I don't follow the rules, I'm almost hungry, and I want to be considerate of one or two below.

"Little brother leave a name, and always let Yan Jun below know who is asking for it. ”

"Wei Xiaodao. ”

The Taoist took the pen and danced the dragon and the phoenix, and wrote the name of Wei Xiaodao on the yellow table paper. Then he asked again: "Where are you dead, Yan Jun below is good to be a guide!"

After a little groaning, Wei Xiaodao slowly spit out two words "Kwai Cheng"!

The tip of the Taoist's pen suddenly trembled slightly, but it was immediately passed by and people couldn't notice it at all.

The question has been asked, and the Taoist has written a few more sentences, which are generally words touting the immortals. Of course, what Wei Xiaodao wants to write is a table of supernatural revenants, and the object of praise naturally becomes Yan Jun under the Nine Shadows.

"Okay!" the Taoist whispered, and the pen that was still walking like a dragon and snake just now stopped.

He pressed the yellow sheet paper with a paperweight and waited for the ink to dry on its own. Then he explained: "Go home and take the four whites, and burn the three yellows together." ”

After thinking about it, Wei Xiaodao groped out another penny. Said to the Taoist: "Can you beg Yan Jun to let them vote for a good family in the next life?!"