On the streets of Chang'an City, there is a lot of traffic, all kinds of people, not only the people of the Tang Dynasty, but also the foreign people of Fanbang.

It is already approaching dusk, but the flow of people on the street is still unabated, and the hawkers are not aware of the sound of hawkers.

The prosperity of Datang is really not just talking.

At the east gate of Chang'an City, in front of a small hanging stall.

Zhang Bairen, Fu Bo, Shui Yanran, and Luo Tong stood here.

The old man in the stall glanced at Fu Bo, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

He saw that Zhang Bairen was talented and had the appearance of a great Confucian, so he was ready to help him calculate a hexagram for free.

However, Zhang Bairen doesn't seem to believe in divination, so he asks the people around him to divination.

Looking at Fauber, he was in his fifties, with a thin body, a strange face, and no monk's breath on his body.

"Poor Dao has a relationship with Gongzi, you can divinate for free, if it is someone else, you can collect hexagram gold. ”

Lao Dao looked at Zhang Bairen with a smile.

Zhang Bairen was overjoyed, this must be the person in the Journey to the West, even the Dragon King can be counted, and he can also be regarded as Fubo's identity if he thinks about it.

Hexagram gold is nothing.

"If Mr. calculates accurately, I am willing to offer 10,000 taels of gold, if Mr. calculates accurately, hehe.... Sir is going to owe me a cause and effect, how?"

Zhang Bairen's mind turned, and he had a plan, and he was worried that he had no way to start, so this old way said hexagram, which is very good.

Ten thousand taels of gold, for ordinary people, is an astronomical amount, and it is unimaginably rich.

But for a copyist like Zhang Bairen, it's a drop in the bucket, and it's not enough to worry about.

If you calculate it accurately, you can know Fu Bo's body and hand over 10,000 taels of gold.

If you don't know if you can't do it, this person will be in your own hands.

According to the description in the Journey to the West in his previous life, this person was arrogant, if not, how could he gamble with the Dragon King?

When Lao Dao heard Zhang Bairen's words, he immediately smiled, he didn't care about ten thousand taels of gold.

But Zhang Bairen's words were despising his divination skills.

"Lao Dao agrees, but the color head is to be changed, if Lao Dao is accurate, don't want the ten thousand taels of gold, just need the son to worship me as a teacher. ”

As soon as Lao Dao's words fell, Fu Bo's face was anxious, and he whispered in Zhang Bairen's ear: "Childe, you can't apprentice." ”

"Okay, then tell me what your identity is?" Zhang Bairen smiled indifferently.

"Well, Childe should let him count!" Fu Bo shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Brother Bairen, this old gentleman looks a little capable, the master said, there are many strange people in the Tang Dynasty, let's not gamble. ”

Shui Yanran said with some concern.

"It's okay, don't worry. ”

Zhang Bairen has his own calculations, and it doesn't hurt if he loses, is it okay to apprentice?

This person's background is not ordinary, he is Yuan Tiangang's uncle, worship him as a teacher, and he will not be in the Tang Dynasty in the future?

"Sir, please count. Zhang Bairen made a gesture of please.

Lao Dao nodded, looked at Fu Bo and said, "Please take a step forward and write a word." ”

Fu Bo's face was expressionless, his own son-in-law had already started a bet, and he couldn't help but cooperate, took a step forward, lifted the pen, and wrote a word.

"What kind of word is this?"

Not only Lao Dao was stunned, but Zhang Bairen, Shui Yanran, and Luo Tong were all stunned.

The posture of Fang Bo's writing is quite Confucian, how can he not recognize this word after writing?

"Fauber, write well. ”

Zhang Bairen's face darkened, he is also a master of the literary world, why do the people around him have so much trouble writing even a word.

"Ahem...."

Fu Bo coughed awkwardly, he also learned to write like Zhang Bairen, but he didn't expect it to be too sloppy, not bullshit.

With one stroke at a time, Faber wrote, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and it took a full quarter of an hour to finish.

"Childe, how do you think my calligraphy is?

Fauber counted the time and immediately said happily.

Zhang Bairen looked at the crooked word 'Tian', a simple four strokes, which can be written in a quarter of an hour, and I am afraid that there is only one Fu Bo in the Three Realms.

"Yes, I can see that it is a word. Zhang Bairen said in a slightly appreciative tone.

Lao Dao looked at the word 'Tian', stretched out his hand, pinched his fingers and counted for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fu Bo.

"You're not human!"

"I know he's not human, but can you figure out what his body is?" Zhang Bairen was speechless.

Shui Yanran looked at Fu Bo with some curiosity, she didn't know now, Fu Bo was not a human being.

Luo Tong looked at Lao Dao tightly, and he also wanted to know what kind of monster Zhang Bairen was following him.

Lao Dao pinched his fingers and calculated, and glanced at the word 'day' from time to time.

"Add a word on it, it is a person from heaven, but the handwriting is too much.... It's not like the people of heaven.... It should be..."

After a while, Lao Dao was sweating profusely, looked at Fu Bo, and muttered.

"Sir has figured it out? Sir is really talented, I am willing to worship Mr. as a teacher. ”

Zhang Bairen saw Lao Dao's look, which was obviously a calculated look, and he was immediately overjoyed, not only knowing Fu Bo's identity, but also finding a backer.

This is very good.

I am glorious and rich, and I can't run.

"Childe, don't worry. Fu Bo was speechless, are you so happy when you lose?

"What the hell is Fu Bo, old man?" asked Shui Yanran curiously.

"He's... He is ....." Lao Dao looked at Fauber with some fear in his eyes.

"He's... I can't figure it out, the old way admits defeat. ”

"Poof.... Fu Bo, you threaten others!" Zhang Bairen saw this situation, and he didn't know what was going on.

It's already been calculated.

"Childe, I said, you can't apprentice. Fauber said indifferently.

"Evil slave bullying master!" Zhang Bairen shouted weakly.

Luo Tong on the side was completely blinded, and he seemed to remember who the old way in front of him was.

When Yuan Shoucheng, the uncle of Yuan Tiangang, the national teacher of the dynasty, it was rumored that his divination skills were a few points stronger than Yuan Tiangang.

"Are you Master Yuan Shoucheng?" Luo Tong asked respectfully.

"Do you know me? It turned out to be someone from Tiance Mansion. Yuan Shoucheng looked at Luo Tong, a little puzzled, pinched his fingers and calculated, and was instantly relieved, since he was a person from Tiance Mansion, there was nothing to know him.

"This son, I am willing to gamble and lose, I owe you a cause and effect in the future, and when you need Lao Dao's help, you can come. ”

Yuan Shoucheng looked at Fu Bo, and there was an imperceptible trace of fear in his eyes.

"Then thank you, sir, farewell. ”

After Zhang Bairen finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled Shui Yanran and urged Fu Bo and Luo Tong to leave quickly.

This Yuan Shoucheng has a special identity, and he is the character who kicked off the Journey to the West, and he can't have too much contact, if he changes the Journey to the West that Buddhism has been planning so hard.

The gods and Buddhas of the Western Heavens, still haven't they come over and swallowed him alive?

Zhang Bairen just wanted to use Yuan Shoucheng and gain a foothold in Chang'an City.

After leaving.

With the help of Luo Tong, Zhang Bairen bought a mansion, which is still a big mansion with three entrances and three exits.

In the future, if you want to live in Datang permanently, you have to have a home, not an inn, and Zhang Bairen is not short of money.

After that, Luo Tong went to Tiance Mansion to resume his life.

Zhang Bairen, Fu Bo, and Shui Yanran came to the courtyard they bought.

There were two lions more than a foot tall in front of the door, and it was clear that the former owners of this mansion were four powerful people.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew.

Zhang Bairen felt a chill behind him.

"Brother Bainin, this yard is not clean. A light shot out of Shui Yanran's eyes, protecting Zhang Bairen behind her.

"Fauber. Zhang Bairen glanced at Fu Bo.

"Childe, there are indeed ghosts in this yard!"