The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care about the departure of the middle-aged lady, looked at Feng Yang with a sideways face, and said with a smile: "Do you want a friend to help you with a divination?"

Feng Yang took a bite of the bun, chewed and said vaguely: "This son can't afford to pay the hexagram money, so he still doesn't want it." Ignoring the Taoist, he picked up the soy milk on the table and drank it. At this time, Feng Yang did not change his face, but showed his true face in front of people.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Feng Yang and said with a smile: "Poor Dao can calculate that this set of long clothes on your friend is not your own. ”

Feng Yang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at the middle-aged Taoist priest and wondered: "How did you see this fake old way? ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest grinned and said, "How is it, the poor Dao is accurate?"

Feng Yang drank all the soy milk in the bowl, and smiled slowly: "My son also calculated that your Taoist priest is fake, and you are just a Jianghu monk." And put away your face, this looks ugly. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Feng Yang in astonishment when he heard this, and wondered in his heart: "How can this strange person see that I am disguised? Is it possible?" He is very confident in his disguise technique, and he has never been recognized when he walks the rivers and lakes with this appearance.

After that, he took out a silver bag from his arms, took out a piece of broken silver, put it on the table, stood up, ignored the middle-aged Taoist priest, turned around and walked out of the bun shop.

"Friend, don't be busy walking, come and sit down. Poor Dao will give you a good fortune divination for free. Hey, I'm telling you, you're in for a fortune today. The middle-aged Taoist priest shouted.

Feng raised his head and didn't reply, waved his hand and smiled: "Thank you for your concern, if I don't talk to you more, I won't break the bank." Disappeared in the crowd in a moment.

When Feng Yang walked out of the steamed bun shop, the two young men in gray who were sitting at the dining table behind him had their eyes flickering, and they also followed the checkout and walked out of the steamed bun shop.

The middle-aged Taoist priest muttered to himself, "I want to see how you avoid ruining your wealth?" casually pulled out the cloth and followed.

The wind blows all the way, looking around and wandering. The two gray-clothed young men who followed me in the bun shop just now walked quickly to Feng Yang from left to right and collided with him. The two young men in gray collided, but they collided with each other. Feng Yang walked slowly in front of him, as if he didn't know what was happening behind him.

The two gray-clothed young men glanced at each other, and the wind blew again, and history repeated itself, and the two still bumped into each other by themselves, not giving up and repeating the old tricks, speeding up their pace and colliding again.

Feng Yang noticed that the two gray-clothed young men behind him were coming towards him again, and he couldn't help but be angry and suddenly wondered: "These two scumbags, this son has been kind many times and has not made a move, and he still doesn't know what to do. It's disgusting. ”

With a loud 'bang', the two gray-clothed youths who were walking quickly into the wind suddenly received a suction, and involuntarily hit each other hard, fainting to death on the spot. The wind seemed to be unaware and continued to walk slowly.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who followed him to watch the excitement looked at Feng Yang's back in a daze, and was horrified in his heart, standing in place with a cloth in his hand, muttering to himself: "How did he do it, I didn't see him make a move, this is also terrible! "Carrying the cloth and walking briskly towards the wind.

Feng Yang sensed the approach of the middle-aged Taoist priest, ignored him, and continued to move forward slowly.

"Friend, how about we drink Erhuai? Poor Dao knows that the osmanthus Chen Chun in a restaurant is extremely beautiful. The middle-aged Taoist priest said with a grin.

Feng raised his head and smiled back: "This son has no silver, please can't afford it." ”

"It's the poor road that makes the east. ”

"Why did you invite me to drink? We don't know each other. Feng Yang stopped and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Aren't we acquainted now?, my name is careless, what do you call a friend?" the middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Feng Yang and said seriously.

"I don't think you're careless, but very careful!" Feng Yang teased.

Accidentally giggled and said, "My old man didn't know why he gave Lao Tzu this name, but I'm quite satisfied." Tell me what's your name?"

Feng Yang smiled and said, "Well, it seems that your old man is very talented, you can call me Yang Feng." ”

Accidentally looked at Feng Yang and said: "Yang Feng, Yang Feng, Feng Yang." Yes, your expectations for you are quite high. It seems that you have lived up to him as well. Let's go drink. As he spoke, he pulled the wind and walked towards the east.

After a while, Feng Yang and the two accidentally came to a restaurant called 'Mantangxiang' in the middle of East Street. This 'full house of incense' is very famous in Kaifeng Mansion, and there are many high-ranking officials and nobles, and the business is even more prosperous.

It was close to noon when the wind lifted the two of them, and the lower lobby was already full. When a shopkeeper saw them coming in, he quickly stopped in front and said with an expressionless face: "The lobby is full, please go elsewhere." He made a gesture of invitation.

Accidentally put on a correct posture, and said in a frustrated voice: "This Heavenly Master doesn't need to eat, it's just that I, a fellow Daoist, haven't been out of the Immortal Mountain for decades, and this time I traveled here, smelled the aroma of wine here, and deliberately pressed the clouds to come and taste it." Arrange a private room and serve your best food and drinks. After saying that, there were words in his mouth, and when he spread out his hand, a gold ingot weighing ten taels appeared in his palm, and then he threw it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper just thought it was a wandering warlock who cheated on eating and drinking, but he didn't expect it to be a Dao immortal, no wonder his appearance was so peculiar. Immediately changed his face, nodded and said with a smile: "The two immortal masters are really brilliant when they come to the shop, please hurry upstairs." As he spoke, he led the way with his waist in front of him.

Feng Yang stood aside with a smile, looking at the guy who accidentally looked down on this dog, and was stunned, but it also saved a lot of trouble.

At this time, the six people walked over briskly, giggling. There was a voice in this line that made Feng Yang feel a little familiar, so he turned his head and looked, it was still an old acquaintance. As soon as his mind moved, he used the 'Illusion Mind Method' to transform his appearance into an old man who was more than half a hundred years old in an instant.

It turned out that the six people who came over were all members of the Xiao Gang, led by Xiao Jun. In order not to cause more trouble, Feng Yang disguised himself as an old man.

Seeing that Feng Yang hadn't caught up yet, the shopkeeper turned his head to greet him, and couldn't help but exclaim when he saw it. He saw Feng Yang just now and looked like a young man who was only about twenty years old, but what he saw at this time was an old man who was over half a hundred years old, and he was even more convinced that Feng Yang was an immortal. Hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Immortal Master, please go upstairs." Feng Yang nodded, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the ladder with his mouth wide open.

Accidentally, when he heard the shopkeeper screaming, he looked over with his eyes and saw that Feng Yang had changed his appearance in an instant. I couldn't help but be very frightened in my heart, and stood on the ladder and watched the wind fly.

"Don't go upstairs yet. The wind fluttered down and said carelessly.

"Whoa, whoa. Accidentally, he retreated upstairs in response in despair, his eyes still staring at Feng Yang.

Feng Yang smiled and slapped him carelessly, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with you, why don't you go upstairs quickly, so that other guests can go upstairs to eat." ”

Accidentally, he came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly: "Yes, the immortal master is here, please." He smiled and made a gesture of please.