Feng Yang slept on the dart cart all the way. Deng Huren glanced at Feng Yang, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Why does this white-haired strange old man always not sleep enough, and he hasn't woken up after walking for two days." He didn't even bother to ask him to eat dry food, only knowing that he was a strange old man to sleep. If I hadn't seen him perform martial arts, I would have thought he was just a bad old man. ”

"Let's go back to the dart game for lunch. Bi Zecheng, who was walking in front, shouted loudly.

"Okay. All the dart masters swept away the sad and depressed mood for many days, and responded in unison.

Seeing that home was approaching, everyone's interest soared, and the pace was much faster.

More than two hours later, the dart team entered the south gate of Kaifeng City, and Deng Huren looked at the dart car and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, why are the old-timers gone?"

Only then did everyone realize that Feng Yang was no longer on the dart cart, and they didn't know when he would leave.

Bi Zecheng was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and said: "Since the old-timers don't want to deign to come to Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, let's go back first, and then repay him for saving his life when we have the opportunity in the future." Although Feng Yang said goodbye, there was no respect in his words.

Under the leadership of Bi Zecheng, the dart team continued to march towards the general number of Zhenyuan Dart Bureau.

The west market of Kaifeng Mansion is the largest distribution market of Kaifeng Prefecture, the traffic is busy, people come and go very lively, a bookcase is placed on the side of a bun shop in the conspicuous place of the East Street of the West Market, there is a white cloth banner inserted next to the bookcase, and the cloth banner reads "not God's calculation" next to a line of small words "not allowed not to have money". At this time, in front of the bookcase stood two maids in green clothes, and on the bench in front of them sat a middle-aged lady dressed in gorgeous clothes. A middle-aged beautiful woman with a pair of phoenix eyes is staring at the opposite side, sitting behind the bookcase, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a gray robe, wearing a pure yang scarf, a yellow face and thin muscles, a pair of eyes under the eyebrows of the little ghost, and five long beards about a foot long under his cheeks.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest pinched his fingers with his left hand, and there were words in his mouth. After a while, he opened his eyes and stroked his long beard, and said in a low voice: "What Madame asked, Poor Dao has already calculated it for you." As he spoke, he looked at the middle-aged lady with half-squinted eyes.

The middle-aged lady hurriedly asked, "How is the real person? Is the little girl doing well, but is she in danger?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest only half-squinted his eyes and continued to stroke his long beard without saying a word.

The middle-aged lady reacted, waved her hand at a maid in green clothes behind her, and said softly: "Cui Xia, hurry up and present the hexagram gold." ”

The maidservant girl named Cui Xia standing on the right answered, and put a cotton bag in her hand on the bookcase.

The middle-aged lady smiled and said, "Real person, this is a hundred taels of gold, please accept it." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest reached out and took the cotton bag and weighed it, and said in a low voice: "Please rest assured, Madame, your young lady will return within three days, and it will bring you a surprise at that time." ”

The middle-aged lady asked anxiously, "What is the surprise of the real person?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said, "Madam, this is going to be another hexagram." ”

The maid of Cuixia, seeing that the middle-aged Taoist priest had just received a hundred taels of gold, and asked for money again, couldn't help but open and said: "You Taoist priest is greedy enough, so you accepted us a hundred taels of gold, and at this time you are embarrassed to ask for money." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled: "You girl is really rude, your wife hasn't opened her mouth yet, you just chatter and rattle on the side." Do you know that every hexagram in the poor road costs a lot of longevity, so it is reasonable to ask you for compensation. ”

Cui Xia said unconvinced: "You just pinched your fingers a few times, and it will kill you?"

When the middle-aged Taoist priest heard this, he blew his beard and glared: "What do you know? Lao Tzu doesn't need to be mentally calculated? ”

Cui Xia was just about to open her mouth to refute, but the middle-aged lady hurriedly stopped her crying and said, "Cui Xia must not be rude." ”

Cui Xia pouted and said, "Madam, this person is a liar, let's not fall for him anymore." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest stood up and pointed at Cui Xia and scolded: "You stinky girl, you dare to say that Lao Tzu is a liar, aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will curse you and you won't be able to get out of bed in pain?"

When the middle-aged lady saw that the quarrel continued, the situation was out of control, and hurriedly said: "Real person, please don't be like a little girl, the old man is here to accompany you." ”

"Madame, why do you want to accompany this liar? Cui Xia stood behind and shouted.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's already soothing face couldn't help but become even more angry, and he was about to go crazy. A clear voice came from the steamed bun shop next to her: "This girl is right, she is a fake Taoist, and she still says that she is not a liar?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest and the noble lady couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the steamed bun shop next to them. I saw a man dressed in a cyan long suit, silver hair and white eyebrows, handsome but unable to tell his age. I'm smiling and looking over.

This man was Feng Yang, as soon as he entered the city gate, he floated away alone, wandered all the way to the West Market, felt a little hungry, and sat down to eat steamed buns. Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest arguing with Cui Xia, he couldn't help but speak.

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw that Feng Yang had a strange appearance, and his eyes were empty and cloudy, not like a person in the martial arts, but he felt that there was a faint awe-inspiring aura on his body, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Why is this person so peculiar, people can't estimate his age, his eyes seem to be hollow and godless, but how can there be an awe-inspiring aura around his body." Could it be that he has cultivated to the realm of divine light restraint? But his age doesn't seem to match!"

As soon as Cui Xia saw Feng Yang say, the middle-aged Taoist priest stopped talking and stood there in a daze. Turning his head to the noble lady, he said coquettishly: "Madam, you said him, you have nothing to say." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest came back to his senses and said to Cui Xia: "You dead girl, how do you know that Lao Tzu has nothing to say, I have a lot to say." ”

Cui Xia shouted unforgivingly: "Then you say, I think you can spit out some ivory?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest jumped up, pointed at Cui Xia and shouted, "You dead prostitute, dare to scold Lao Tzu for being a dog." ”

"I didn't call you a dog, you said it yourself. ”

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, how can God let me Lao Tzu touch you dead prostitute. ”

The middle-aged lady saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest was more and more unseemly, and she was not a Taoist priest, and she was only deceived again if she asked again, and she couldn't help complaining that her best friend introduced her indiscriminately and let herself be deceived. Seeing that her personal maid Cuixia was about to scold this fake Taoist priest again, she hurriedly stopped: "Okay Cuixia, don't mess around anymore, let's go back." He stood up.

Cui Xia stretched out her jade hand to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said, "Give us back the gold." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, "Why should I pay you back the gold?"

Cui Xia pointed to the cloth and said, "Do you still want to deny it when you write 'no money' here?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest squinted at Cui Xia and said, "Dead prostitute, you haven't studied, I don't mean you don't want money, that is to say, you can't not collect money." ”

Cui Xia was speechless when she heard this, it turned out that this guy was playing word games. Helplessly glared at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said: "Besides, the poor Dao is counted as within three days, and your young lady will return, how long has it been since then?

The middle-aged lady glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest, turned her head to Cui Xia, who was angrily facing the middle-aged Taoist priest, and said, "Cui Xia, let's go home." As he spoke, he walked out of the market.

Cui Xia glared at the middle-aged Taoist priest fiercely and quickly followed.