Cultivating immortals has been said for a long time, practicing qi knotting pills, riding the wind with swords, cultivating the art of immortality, giving up the mortal body, and since then there has been no disaster and no disease, and it is really happy and free.

Therefore, from the secular emperor to the small people in the market, many people in the world have the ambition to seek immortals, but the immortals are ethereal and unpredictable, and those who are not destined for immortals cannot be seen.

But this word is the most illusory.

If you don't have a chance, no matter how much you have the power to pour the world's wealth, you won't be able to see the fairy fate in your life.

But if the fortune is deep, even if it is a beggar on the side of the road, it is possible to become an immortal and ask.

Yuan Xi Festival, Zhongzhou Feng'an City.

The afterglow of the sun shines on the stone-paved streets. Night is approaching, but the entire Feng'an City is very lively.

There are many teahouses, wine shops and inns on both sides of the road. In the open space ahead, the vendors were selling all kinds of trades, shouting one after another.

Pedestrians in the street are endless, and tall horses with gilded saddle ornaments pull luxurious carriages and gather towards the place of fireworks and willow lanes in the west of the lake.

On the stone bridge at one end of the street, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes walked up, wearing a slightly wide white embroidered straight robe, and a paper folding fan was inserted in the jade belt around his waist.

Not long after the boy had stepped into the street, although it was early spring, he had already shaken a paper fan in his hand, and walked through the street with a swagger, his face full of meaning.

From time to time, some pedestrians stopped to take a look, and saw that this young man seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember which family he was.

Walking past a steamed bun shop, a burst of aroma came to his face, and the young man's stomach gurgled, leading him to look back at the meat buns that had just come out of the cage, and came close to say, "Aunt Xu, bring me four buns." ”

When Aunt Xu saw the business coming to the door, she had a bright smile on her face, and hurriedly wrapped it in lotus leaves and sent it to the young man.

Seeing the young man, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Yo, this is not Xiao Lu'er, you have picked up gold ingots and turned your fortune?"

The boy didn't answer, just smiled smugly, and then reached out and touched himself.

After touching for a long time, he grabbed out two copper plates, and said with a smile: "I was in a hurry to go out, and I forgot to bring some silver, so I sent you six copper plates to make up for it another day." ”

After that, without waiting for Aunt Xu's reaction, she had already snatched those buns in her hands.

Aunt Xu's face changed, and she said angrily: "Why are there six copper plates, you also gave half a basket of steamed buns on credit a few days ago, so you forgot?"

The boy smiled slyly and turned to run towards the crowd. I didn't forget to shout: "I will make it up to you another day." ”

Aunt Xu chased after her, and she was about to fight, but she didn't really get angry.

The young man's name is Lu Mingfei, where is he a gentleman, but he is just a small citizen in Feng'an City, he has no father or mother since he was a child, and he has not studied for a few years, but fortunately, he is born with a spirit and can speak well, but he also has a good popularity.

The neighbors pity him for being alone, lonely, and sometimes they will help him, and he grows up eating hundreds of meals like this, and develops a cheerful and cheerful character.

After eating a bun in three or two bites, and trotting all the way, Lu Mingfei had already come to Yufeng Lake.

Every New Year's Eve, Yufeng Lake is a crowded and lively scene.

People from good families will put all kinds of lanterns into the lake. For a time, the entire lake is lined with colorful colors and is beautiful.

Although the lanterns are small, most of them are genuine handicrafts and cost a lot of money, implying prosperity, health and longevity, and beautiful youth.

Legend has it that the more exquisite the lantern, the more effective the wish will be.

Lu Mingfei looked around for a while, and saw two women dressed in gorgeous clothes by the lake putting a freshly lit five-color lotus lamp into the lake.

Although it is not made of real money, the lotus lamp is also exquisite, decorated with five-colored stones, and is dazzling by the light of the fire.

The lotus lantern slowly floated towards the center of the lake, and the second daughter showed a look of satisfaction on her face, hurriedly closed her eyes, folded her hands, and silently made a wish, extremely pious.

But when he opened his eyes again, the lotus lantern in the lake was gone, and he looked around suspiciously for a while, and saw Lu Mingfei not far away holding a bamboo pole and picking the lantern out of the lake.

With a sly smile on his face, he took off the five-colored stone on the lantern, threw the lantern to the shore casually, turned a deaf ear to the two people behind him jumping and scolding, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Not long after, Lu Mingfei came out of the intersection of Huxi Street, looking left and right for a while, as if he was looking for something.

Someone suddenly slapped him hard behind him, and when he turned to look, a burly teenager was grinning at him.

"Why are you here? I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The young man's name was Qu Xiaotian, with a Chinese face, a dignified appearance, a tall figure, and an ordinary cloth coat.

Whenever there is an agreement, it has always been Lu Mingfei who arrives first, and this time he is replaced by Qu Xiaotian to wait, and he can't help but be a little puzzled.

Lu Mingfei showed a bracelet made of colorful stones in his hand, gestured in front of Qu Xiaotian, and said proudly: "I gave Sister Xing'er Zhang Luo a meeting gift, so I delayed for a while." ”

The two are of the same age, they are both poor teenagers in Feng'an City, they grew up together since childhood, and their family backgrounds are the same, but in comparison, there is only one more lady in Qu Xiaotian's family who is more than half a hundred years old.

Qu Xiao was a little dumbfounded by nature, and then he noticed that Lu Mingfei had changed into a bright outfit today, and in surprise he stretched out his hand and touched the other party's body and asked, "Where did you get this brocade robe?" ”

Lu Mingfei couldn't help straightening his waist, and said proudly: "At noon, I played with the son of Wang Yuanwai's family, which is his opponent, he is still not convinced after losing some copper plates, and he has to compete a few more rounds, and he lost this outfit to me." ”

Qu Xiaotian smiled and grabbed Lu Mingfei.

"I haven't worn such a good dress yet, you take it off and borrow it for me to wear. ”

Where is Lu Mingfei willing, dodging Qu Xiaotian, and said with a smile: "You are too big, and the dress is not suitable, I will help you get another one another day." ”

The two chased and fled, shuttling through the downtown area, and ran towards Huxi Yueyuelou.

There is a short table on the side of the road, on which are placed with things such as sticks and turtle shells, and there is a banner erected on the table, with three big characters of "Jia Banxian" written on it.

A little Taoist priest at the table, bent at the waist, hid his head under the table, and secretly gnawed on a chicken leg.

Lu Ming ran too fast and almost knocked over the hexagram stall, but fortunately, his body was quite agile, and he stopped his feet in time to stabilize the hexagram stall.

casually said sorry, and was about to leave, the little Taoist priest behind him saw that he was brightly dressed, and hurriedly changed into an unfathomable posture, sat in front of the table, reached out and wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, but wiped off one of the three strands of beard stuck to his chin, and he didn't realize it.

"This son, please stay and take a step to speak. ”

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the Taoist priest and asked, "Are you calling me?"

The Taoist priest groaned for a while and said: "I see that your Yin Hall is black, your eyes are blank, your lips are cracked and your tongue is scorched, and your spirit is scattered. ”

Lu Mingfei was originally in a good mood, but when the Taoist priest said this, it was like being poured a basin of cold water on his head, how could he have a good face.

He glanced at the hexagram stall coldly and said, "Fart! Master, my life has been smooth sailing, and I don't know what a disaster is." I'm afraid that these half immortals are fake!"

Qu Xiaotian also came to Lu Mingfei's side, he looked at Lu Mingfei with some worry and said, "I heard my mother say that there are really immortals in this world, I would rather believe them, it's better to be careful." ”

Lu Mingfei snorted disdainfully and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just to cheat some money." ”

The little Taoist priest was not angry, smiled indifferently, and then pointed to a lottery holder in front of him and said, "If the son doesn't believe it, you might as well draw a lottery to argue the good luck." ”

Lu Mingfei casually picked up the stick holder and looked at it, there were nearly 100 bamboo sticks inside, some of which were signed and some were signed.

Then he put the holder back in its place, not intending to draw it.

The little Taoist priest shook the lottery holder for a while, and then put it in front of the table and said: "Although the son is drawn, the lottery will not take a penny, if the son wins the lottery, the two will turn around and leave." If you draw lots, you might as well listen to the words of the poor people, and you can also help your son avoid good luck. ”

Lu Mingfei didn't have much interest, but as soon as he heard the Taoist priest say it, he was a little unbelieving, so he was ready to reach out and smoke it.

But I saw that the little Taoist priest looked up at the sky, and said: "The dark clouds cover the moon, it is really a great omen." ”

The two of them glanced curiously at the sky, and saw a bright moon disappearing into a dark cloud.

Lu Mingfei muttered: "The big bad omen of bullshit, what does it have to do with the moon in the sky if you draw a lot." ”

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little Taoist priest covered his sleeves, and quickly took the lottery holder on the table into his arms, and then put another lottery holder on the table.

He doesn't know how many times he has practiced this trick, and he is extremely skillful and can do it in one go, but the methods are shoddy but he has tried and tested repeatedly.

Lu Mingfei didn't notice the other party's hands and feet, turned his head and picked up the stick holder and shook it casually for a while, and then pulled out a bamboo stick.

glanced at it, his face was happy, and he casually threw it in front of the Taoist priest, turned around and left.

"I've said it all, where did the bad omen come from. ”

The little Taoist priest glanced at the backs of the two leaving, his eyes full of doubts.

The stick holder has already been manipulated, and the seventy-two sticks in it are all signed, and the bamboo stick thrown on the table is actually a sign.

The little Taoist priest still didn't believe it, and counted the lottery holder again, seventy-two signed a lot, and the one on the table really didn't know where it came from. Maybe he accidentally fell into the lottery holder when he was doing tricks and feet before, and he happened to be pulled out by Lu Mingfei again.