Monks don't speak?

No matter what Zhang Shaoyang thinks, this sentence has nothing to do with Taoist priests.

Probably because the monk was abducted by the big monk, Zhang Shaoyang didn't want to see the monk when he was a child, but he had a little more respect for the Taoist. Look at those Taoist priests, there are nine immortals out of ten, and their long beards are fluttering.

But the Taoist priest in front of him, although he also has a long beard and fluttering, although he also took a decent whisk, but the messy hair like a chicken nest, and the sackcloth robe with his chest open, is it too bohemian, like a swaggering liar.

And no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person who is willing to give him a few invitations to Zhang Shaoyang for nothing!

Zhang Shaoyang stretched out his hand and tentatively took the invitation from the Taoist priest, and sure enough, the Taoist priest put it away, and then said: "Although it is a free gift, how about the old Taoist still want to give you a chance?"

Seeing that the three guys in front of him were more confused than the other, the Taoist priest smiled, touched the crotch of his pants for a long time, and was stunned to touch a box of fortune tellers and sign them out.

"I'll calculate a hexagram for you, it's not expensive, twenty taels of a hexagram, don't bargain, if you want to cut it, you will cut it for ten cents and eight cents. Lao Dao said with a serious face.

Looking at the sign box that Lao Dao took out from his crotch, let you be the reincarnation of a god operator, Zhang Shaoyang couldn't do it, he glanced at Lao Dao with disdain, turned around and went to find the big man who sold invitations just now.

Compared to this old guy, the big man with a clear price is much cuter!

But who knew that the fat man on the side was extraordinarily energetic, and pulled the old Taoist and asked: "One hexagram twenty taels!"

Lao Dao, who thought that he hadn't opened today, hesitated, and the words in his mouth became uncertain: "Probably, right?"

"Okay, give me a non-bargain!" The fat man smiled, pointed at Zhang Shaoyang and said, "He gives money!"

Zhang Shaoyang regretted bringing this dead fat man out for the first time, he had a lot of money on him, and he didn't lack these dozens of taels, but whose money was not hard-earned, he was deceived by these gods and evil ways so easily, Zhang Shaoyang felt that it was better to send it to the kiln of the Qinglou!

The old man pretended to look left and right, Zhang Shaoyang thought that he looked at the fat man's fat face and laughed out loud, but he didn't expect this old guy to be determined well, he was stunned with a serious face, and in the end, he didn't forget to say a few words: "Well, good face, in the future, he should be the captain of Zhaowu with 100,000 soldiers." ”

The fat man slapped his thigh, and his fat body shook wildly: "Accurate, give money!"

Lao Dao was still not satisfied, and looked at the idiot: "This little brother, draw a lot?"

The idiot glanced at the hexagram that was taken out of the crotch of his pants, but there was no movement!

Lao Dao squinted his face: "Then I'll show the little brother his face, the little brother gave birth to a statue of a martial king, but he lacks a wisp of official power, and he should be able to enter the list of rivers and lakes in the future." ”

Lao Dao glanced obliquely, saw the Qiushui Sword held by the idiot, his eyes lit up imperceptibly, and continued: "This Qiushui has ranked fourth in the sword list, if you have a smooth journey, maybe you can return this sword to its original position!"

The idiot frowned, the Qiushui sword has been with him for ten years, and he has only been regarded as a saber and has not been carefully understood, but since the last time he saw the surprised eyes of the old monk in Lantuo Temple, and now he has been said by this old Taoist What is the fourth place on the sword list, the idiot feels that it seems that this sword is not simple.

"Do you recognize this sword?" asked the idiot.

"Qingtian enters the autumn water with a sword, and it is enough to kill the negative people in the world! Recognize, recognize!" Lao Dao touched his beard, and there was a rare trace of dust.

The idiot wanted to ask again, but Lao Dao's eyes had already looked at Zhang Shaoyang, but he looked at it for a while, his brows were slightly furrowed, and in the end he laughed out loud: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say!"

"Seven words, twenty taels?" Zhang Shaoyang said angrily.

"No, no, yours will really be given to you for nothing, na, three invitations, forty taels!" Lao Dao stretched out his hand and asked for forty taels of silver.

Zhang Shaoyang was extremely distressed, glared fiercely at the fat man next to him who pretended to be unconcerned, put the silver in Lao Dao's hand, and sighed: "This money is too easy to go." ”

"What are you doing with so much care!" the fat man scratched his head.

Tianyin Fang, layer upon layer inside, a total of four layers, is built with fragrant fir wood, no incense powder, but has a good smell, there is a huge viewing platform in the center of the four-story building, the viewing platform is surrounded by four circles of open rooms that are divided into a grid by grid, and the center is a huge countertop.

Zhang Shaoyang's room for the three of them is on the third floor, the location is good, although the field of vision is wide, but it is too far away to see the faces on the countertop, this position, even if it is reselling, is worth five taels of silver at most, thinking of this, Zhang Shaoyang began to feel distressed again.

When the three of them sat down, a woman in a green shirt immediately came over, served drinks and snacks, and then stood quietly aside, Zhang Shaoyang came once, knowing that there was a woman like this at every table, so it was not surprising.

The fat man's eyes kept looking at the woman in the green shirt, and he really didn't lie to me, the woman here is really good-looking, but compared to the words of the little junior sister...... Well...... It's still a little bit better-looking.

Just when the fat man was still in his belly, a hazy red yarn suddenly floated down above the huge table, surrounding the entire table, and when the red yarn was hung up again, there were more women in the field out of thin air, no more, no less, counting the one who stroked the qin, exactly eighteen.

This time, the fat man was completely stunned.

Seventeen women in red dance clothes, graceful posture, far away from the perfect figure, but each of them has a soft smile on their faces, it is simply a fairy falling into the mortal world, dancing a red dust dance, I am afraid that after the dance, I will return to the heavenly palace.

However, such a beautiful seventeen people, combined, are not as good as the white-clothed woman in the center!

Zhang Shaoyang used up all the perfect things around him, and compared with her, he always felt a little less hot, until he compared Gao Jingshu with her, he finally had a feeling of half a catty.

After all, Gao Jingshu's identity is delicate, and her smile and smile are all scholarly and beautiful, and the women on the stage are different, with millions of red dust, but she has entered the red dust, and it seems that she can't enter the red dust, and there are advances and retreats in her gestures, which is exactly like this, but she is a little more approachable than Gao Jingshu.

The fat man looked stupid, this time he finally understood that Zhang Shaoyang didn't lie to him, and in five years, the little junior sister was afraid that she would have no hope of being able to compare with this woman. But there is always hope that it is not, after all, the little junior sister is only sixteen years old, and that's it!

"Knock!" A crisp sound of stroking the piano, wrapped in a voice that is better than the sound of the piano, came out: "Play a song to break the wine, I hope that all the officials will cleanse their hearts without resentment, forget their hearts and do not forget their worries, and see that they are unhappy in their hearts, and a thousand cups are better than being a prince!"

The sound of the piano was like spring water, and the sound of running water was all over the building! Seventeen dancers danced at the same time, and the eyes of the idiot never moved away from the appearance of the woman who stroked the piano, which was the case last year, and now goodbye, he was reluctant to glance away again.