Outside the hut, Mo Jue stood outside the door, carrying a bag on his back. More than two years have passed since the night I met the white-clothed immortal, and Mo Jue's height has grown a lot. The exercises left by the Immortal Chief didn't fall overnight, and Mo Jue only felt a lot more strength and a lot more flexibility. I don't have the ability to go to heaven and earth,

Uncle Wang stood aside, although he still had gorgeous hair. The body is a lot taller. It was also this that made Mo Jue even more convinced of the words of the Immortal Chief.

"Uncle Wang, I'm leaving! I'm sure I'll find a way to prolong your life. ”

Mo Jue waved his hand to Uncle Wang and walked out of the town. For the sake of this matter, Mo Jue and Uncle Wang had a good talk, and Uncle Wang agreed.

"You kid, stay safe. If you can't find the immortal, come back early. ”

Uncle Wang looked at Mo Jue's departing figure and said worriedly. Between the cloudy eyes, two crystal tears flowed down his face.

"Fresh buns... Let's take a look..."

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way..."

"Auntie, your dish is not new?...

The town was as noisy as ever, and Mo Jue walked through the crowd and looked around. I don't know how many times I've heard these words, how many times I've seen the scenes. In his eyes, it was all different from usual. Walking to the private school, Mo Jue paused. The old gentleman who taught stopped teaching for a year because he was unwell. Since then, Mo Jue hasn't come here.

"It seems like it's been a long time, hehe, I finally don't have to endorse..."

Mo Jue muttered a few words and smirked again.

'Jingle Bell~'

A crisp sound attracted Mo Jue's attention, and Mo Jue followed the sound and saw an old man in sloppy clothes coming slowly. Behind him was a strange box with a hat on his head and two bells hanging from it. As the old man walked around, it sounded. As the old man approached, a foul smell poured into Mo Jue's nose. The pungent smell made the people around hurriedly pinch their noses and retreat to the side. A large open space came out of the old man's side.

Mo Jue did the same, pinched his nose and turned to the side. It's just that the stench has been lingering around Mo Jue, and it seems to be getting more and more pungent.

"Little brother, okay. Lao Dao hadn't eaten in a long time. Why don't you help me buy two meat buns, and Lao Dao will help you calculate a hexagram?"

At this moment, a voice came from behind him and into Mo Jue's ears. Mo Jue didn't look back, and continued to walk forward. But I found that I was being pulled by my sleeves, and it was also a problem to leave. Mo Jue turned his head to look, but saw the old man just now pulling his sleeve, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth and smiling at himself. Mo Jue only then discovered that the old man was wearing a Taoist robe, and the yin and yang gossip embroidered on it was blackened by a little filth.

"This Taoist leader, go to the side and talk. What do you think?"

Mo Jue looked at the people around him and looked at him in surprise, among them there were a few aunts who knew him, and his surprised eyes seemed to say: Mo Jue, do you still know this kind of person? In desperation, Mo Jue could only endure the discomfort in his abdomen and say this to the old Taoist. Seeing the old Taoist's suspicious eyes, Mo Jue could only take out the dry food that he was going to eat on the road from the package and hand it to the old Taoist.

"Is this the chief believed?"

The old Taoist priest snatched the dry food and stuffed it into his mouth. The other hand was still tightly tugging at the sleeve of Mo Jue's shirt, and Mo Jue could only pinch his nose and walk out of town.

By a small river outside the town, Mo Jue washed his sleeves. Sure enough, it left a pitch-black handprint, which seemed to be impossible to wash off. On the side, the old Taoist priest sat on the ground, eating dry food in his mouth, and from time to time picked up an oily wine gourd from his waist and poured it into his mouth.

"Little brother, since I ate yours. The old way will not let you suffer, come and come, the old way will give you a hexagram. ”

The old Taoist priest was full of food and drink, and said to Mo Jue. As he spoke, he took the box that was set aside and rummaged through something. Only then did Mo Jue notice that the dilapidated box was written: 'Hexagram counts the world' four big characters.

The old Taoist priest took out a few things from the box and placed them on the ground in turn. But it is an old yin and yang gossip map, with several pitch-black pebbles placed aside. There is also a small incense burner in front of the picture, with a corner broken on the side. The old Taoist priest was sitting on his lap, his hands folded, his eyes closed, and his mouth seemed to be reading something. At first glance, it seems to look like that.

The old Taoist priest recited for a while, took out a few small sandalwood sticks from his arms, lit them with a fire fold and inserted them on the incense burner.

"I don't know what the little brother is going to be, marriage, future, or fate?"

The old Taoist priest asked at Mo Jue.

"Then fate. ”

Mo Jue heard the words of the old Tao and said casually. Now he just wants this old Taoist priest to finish the calculations quickly, so that he can hurry as soon as possible. The old Taoist priest grabbed the stone and ran on the way. Stretching out his wrinkled old hand, he pretended to pinch a few times.

"Little brother, looking at your face, it should be an incomparably noble personality. However, in the midst of dignity, there is a trace of loneliness and suffering, and his life is full of ups and downs. Listen to the old admonition, don't do something unrealistic. Down-to-earth, worry-free life. ”

"Okay, you old Taoist, I was kind enough to give you food, and you cursed me like this?"

Hearing the old man's comments, Mo was absolutely angry. handed the sleeve to the old Taoist priest and said angrily;

"Look at the new clothes I just wore today. You pay me!"

Looking at the handprints on the sleeves, the old Taoist priest smiled awkwardly. A rope was ripped from his neck, and a jade pendant was hung from it. In the sunlight, it shimmers with a little light. It's just that most of the jade pendant is muddy, which makes people sigh that the treasure is dusty. Mo Jue looked at the old Taoist priest suspiciously, took the jade pendant and put it in the river water to wash it.

After cleaning, it turned out that the jade pendant was a gossip map, and the word 'Dao' was engraved in the center. It's just that it's full of cracks, and it looks like it will shatter if you're not careful. Only then did he react and was deceived by the old Taoist priest. Turning around, he wanted to argue with the old Taoist priest. It's just that there is still the figure of the old Taoist priest, only a line of words crookedly drawn on the ground.

"The reward has been paid, the grievances are eliminated, and the jade pendant can be worth your life. ”

Mo Jue seemed to see the old Taoist priest crack open his mouth and laugh, revealing a line of yellow teeth. The teeth of hatred itched, and he was about to throw away the jade pendant. But then I thought about it, if I lost it like this, wouldn't I have gained nothing?

"It's really a disadvantage..."

Mo Jue muttered, a little crying without tears. It's only been a long time since I went out, and I was cheated of dry food for several days. Turning his head to look in the direction of the town, he felt that it was too embarrassing to go back like this, so he sighed and continued on his way.

In a post house, a man dressed as a housekeeper half-kneels at a tea table. With his hands clenched into fists, he didn't speak, as if waiting for something.

"Got it all figured out?"

At this moment, a voice came. Although he said it in a gentle tone, the man seemed to be afraid of the man. He bowed his head deeply and made a respectful gesture before replying, "Lord Hui, the investigation is clear." The man had already left Willow Town, and it would probably be a short time before he could reach it. ”

The owner of the voice took a sip of tea and paused for a moment before continuing, "Well, have you taken care of everything?"

"Back to my lord, there is no one alive. The subordinates made sure that no one in the area knew the identity of the adult. ”

A ray of sunlight shines in, bringing a glimmer of light to the dimly lit room. A man dressed in fine clothes sat at a table, holding a fan in his hand and shaking it gently. From time to time, I picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, as if I was thinking about something.

'Smack'

The man closed the fan and waved his hand at the man. The man breathed a sigh of relief, saluted the man, and slowly retreated. As the door opened, the room lit up. There were several people in coarse cloth shirts lying on the ground, and they all had a hideous wound on their throats, and the bright red was still slowly dripping, but the people were already lifeless.

"I'd like to see what's unusual about you..."

With the man's whisper, the door closed again. The house became dark again, making it impossible to see...