Mr. Guo began by saying: "If you want to talk about the tragic death of the Wu family in the city that night ago a month ago, you have to mention a person, who is this person? A young man from our border village, named Zhong Ming, this child ......."

Just these few words made Zhong Ming sweat.

The deeds he has experienced since he was a child, his mother's family background, and his father's origin have made Mr. Guo say eight or nine inseparable.

The audience screamed in surprise, Zhong Ming's heart was shocked and shocked, and his beating heart was about to jump out of his throat.

In front of Mr. Guo, he has no secrets to speak of, and he even knows that Yang Yanlang recognized him in the broken temple.

Fortunately, Mr. Guo didn't say that he was the soul of the later generations, if Mr. Guo could tell this point, Zhong Ming would not hesitate at all, and pulled out the horizontal knife on Liang Heizi's waist, and he was going to cut this storyteller.

Liang Yu sat on the side and listened happily, he had no heart or lungs, drinking tea and eating pastries, and others were happy.

After listening to half of the story, Liang Yu also said to Zhong Ming: "Brother Ming, Mr. Guo is quite capable of inquiring about your affairs clearly. ”

"Well, it's capable. ”

Nodding in a muffled voice, Zhong Ming squinted his eyes at Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo on the stage had always been smiling, and there was no clue in those eyes.

is so familiar with Zhong Ming's life deeds, can he do it with only a few months of contact and inquiry?

Zhong Ming didn't believe it anyway.

This person is unfathomable and his origin is unknown, but he is by no means a simple storyteller.

Zhong Ming quietly kept an eye on this Mr. Guo secretly.

The story Mr. Guo is telling, and he has already talked about the origin of Liu Chengyin, and what he knows is clearer than what Liu Chengyin told Zhong Ming.

At this time, the young man was already upset and didn't want to listen to it anymore, so Zhong Ming poked Liang Yu and said, "Heizi, let's go, this story sounds so boring." ”

"How interesting, Brother Ming, if Mr. Guo hadn't said it, I wouldn't have known that your experience was so surprising that night. ”

Liang Yu's ass seemed to have taken root, sitting motionless on the bench, and a plate of dim sum on the table had been eaten by him, and he beckoned the servant to bring a plate.

Liang Heizi is a good master, and if he hears the story well, he will definitely not leave.

Zhong Ming simply calmed down, he didn't listen to what Mr. Guo said, he just pondered alone, how to find out the details of Mr. Guo.

This guy who smiles and often talks about meat jokes on weekdays has become Zhong Ming's biggest heart disease at the moment.

The young man thought for a long time without a clue, and just as he sighed, there was a scolding behind him.

The story didn't appeal to Zhong Ming, so he turned his head to look at what was behind him.

I saw two ragged guys standing at the door, and in front of him was an old man with a sloppy beard, who seemed to be in the age of a sixtieth year, with white hair and empty eye sockets, which looked quite scary at first glance.

His eyes must have been gouged out, leaving only hollow sockets.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, with a flagpole in his hand, and the yellow flag read: Measuring words and approving orders, driving away ghosts and catching demons, diagnosing pulse diseases, and looking at qi feng shui.

is really a big-mouthed old Taoist priest, but he does all the things that have anything to do with the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priests that ordinary people see generally have strengths, some are good at exorcism and demon hunting, some are good at looking at the feng shui of the house, and some are good at recording medicinal stones and diagnosing evil diseases for people.

How do you look like a charlatan, because the liar is not really capable, he will be evenly covered with rain and dew, and he can mix a mouthful of food.

Just looking at this old way, Zhong Ming doesn't have any good feelings.

But the little Taoist priest behind the old Taoist made Zhong Ming impressed, this little Taoist priest was dressed in a white shabby Taoist robe, the Taoist robe was full of patches, and the washing was spotless, and he was carrying a rattan woven box behind him, which was also polished and shiny, and he looked like a clean person.

The most important thing is that this life is handsome, he is not as tough and handsome as Zhong Ming, but there is a touch of charm in his eyebrows and eyes, Zhong Ming has not seen a handsome man than him in the past three years.

In addition, the little Taoist priest may be starving all year round and thin, at first Zhong Ming thought that he was a woman disguised as a man, but after careful observation, he denied it.

This little Taoist priest is about the same age as Zhong Ming, and he is also seventeen or eighteen years old, and his Adam's apple is protruding, which is enough to prove that he is a man.

Boys and girls?

The old man often said: Boys and girls are either rich or expensive.

This is the face of a rich and noble person, but unfortunately, this look has never been accurate, such as Fei Dacheng, and it is not said to be rich and noble, and now it is not a hoe on the east ridge of the city.

Seeing that this little Taoist priest was interesting, Zhong Ming also listened to what they were arguing about.

I only heard the little guy stop the two of them and scolded: "What books do you listen to if you don't have money, go and go, we don't entertain Huazi." ”

The old Taoist priest seemed to be unrelenting, opened his big mouth full of yellow teeth, and shouted: "Who said that we have no money, in vain, give him the money." ”

The little Taoist priest behind him was entangled for a moment, but he still took out a brocade purse in his arms, and poured out a few copper plates, and there were only five copper coins when he counted them carefully.

Pinching the copper plate in his hand, he counted out four, the little Taoist priest handed it to the little maid, and asked weakly, "I don't know if four copper coins are enough?"

The little guy sneered, pushed the little Taoist's hand back, and said: "The teahouse is not something that poor Taoists like you can come, you look at the master sitting here, a few taels of silver at every turn, you still take your copper money to buy two bowls of hot noodle soup to drink!"

The little Taoist priest immediately blushed, secretly pulled Master's robe, and said in a low voice: "Master, we don't have enough money, let's listen to it after we make money." ”

The old Taoist priest didn't care about the quarrel between the apprentice and the little guy from beginning to end, but just listened to the book.

When the apprentice called him, he just waved his hand and said, "No, this book is very important, and you must listen to it today." ”

The little Taoist priest had no choice, gritted his teeth, handed the five copper coins to the little servant, and said: "Please be kind to this little layman, my master really wants to hear it, I will give you all five copper coins, we don't want tea, we don't sit down, just stand at the door and listen for a while before leaving, okay?"

It really has to be said that the appearance of this little Taoist priest works, and his pitiful appearance is more distressing than a woman.

Probably because the little guy also softened, his words were no longer sharp, but he also said with a sad face: "It's not that I don't want you to listen, it's just that this is not in accordance with the rules, and the shopkeeper knows to scold."

Seeing this, Zhong Ming also felt pity, so he said loudly: "Call them in, and then give me the pot Longjing, and the snacks, I will pay for their books." ”

The cost of drinking tea and listening to books is a lot of money for ordinary people, but now Zhong Ming relies on Yang Yanlang to become a noble son, and a few taels of silver really don't look at it.

It's rare to meet such a stubborn person, and it can be regarded as a kindness to help them.

Zhong Ming said a word, and the little guy was relieved, and the two Taoist priests also got their wish.

The little Taoist immediately drank the tea and snacks for Zhong Ming, and the little Taoist helped the old Taoist into the teahouse.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly gave Zhong Ming a look, bowed his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, thank you." ”

Zhong Ming waved his hand and looked at the little Taoist priest carefully, except for his handsomeness and shyness, there was nothing surprising about him, but the old Taoist priest was very strange, he was listening to books from beginning to end, meticulous.

Even if Zhong Ming helped him, he didn't see any words of thanks, the little Taoist priest helped him, and he stood there and listened, as if what Mr. Guo said was not a book, but a constant word of awakening the world, and the secret of ascending to immortals.

Although the old Taoist priest was unreasonable, Zhong Ming was not surprised, and he secretly said that this old Taoist priest might not have a good brain.

Shaking his head, Zhong Ming stretched out his hand and said, "Don't stand, sit down and listen." ”

The little Taoist priest thanked Zhong Ming again, and then pulled the master to sit down.

It can be seen that this little Taoist priest is very polite and very restrained, he helped the master to sit on the bench opposite Zhong Ming and Liang Heizi, and deliberately moved it out, for fear of provoking Zhong Ming's disgust.

Seeing this, Zhong Ming only smiled and did not say it directly.

He knows that people like the little Taoist priest generally have an inferiority complex in their hearts, and the more they dissuade him, the more uncomfortable he will become, so it's best to go with him, don't add pressure to him.

Zhong Ming didn't look away, and he no longer looked at the little Taoist, pretending to listen to a book.

But after listening for a while, there was a situation again.

When the little servant brought the tea and pastries, Zhong Ming specially poured tea for the two of them, and stretched out his hand to signal that they didn't have to be restrained.

The little Taoist priest stared at the pastry with his eyes, and was shaking his head in refusal, but his stomach was rumbling uncomfortably.

provoked Liang Yu to laugh and said: "You little Taoist priest hasn't eaten for a few days, and your stomach is screaming so loudly." ”

The little Taoist's face turned red again, and Liang Yu smiled even more: "I see that you will still blush, and you will be ashamed to answer like a little girl!"

This made the little Taoist priest at a loss, and his two hands were shrunk in his sleeves and cuffs were tightly held, and he lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Zhong Ming patted the back of Liang Yu's head and said, "Heizi, you don't have to say a word." ”

Liang Yu knew that he had said the wrong thing, scratched his head and smirked, and muttered, "Am I still not able to listen to books?"

Then Zhong Ming deliberately picked up a piece of dim sum, handed it to the little Taoist, and said, "Eat, I specially ordered it for you." ”

The little Taoist priest hurriedly took the snack, and got up again to thank him, Zhong Ming smiled, turned his head to listen to the book, but he quietly pushed the pastry plate towards the little Taoist priest.

After receiving the dim sum, the little Taoist priest was not in a hurry to eat, but handed it to the old Taoist priest first, and said, "Master, are you hungry, eat a snack?"

The old Taoist priest pushed away the dim sum, shook his head and continued to listen to the book.

The little Taoist priest saw that the master didn't eat it, so he started to eat dim sew, just ate four pieces of tea, and ate four pieces in succession, half a plate of dim sum, he was probably not so hungry, and he was embarrassed to take it again.

After eating snacks, the little Taoist priest also took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, he looked up and saw Zhong Ming pouring tea, so he said: "Thank you for the kindness of the layman, Xiaodao can't repay it, why don't you give the layman a fortune telling to repay it?"

Speaking of fortune telling, Zhong Ming remembered the old blind man under the overpass in his previous life, and he was quite emotional.

So Zhong Ming smiled and said, "Do you still approve fortune telling?

The little Taoist priest nodded and said, "Master's ability to approve orders, I have also learned seven or eight points, and I can calculate it." ”

It turned out to be a half-bottle dangling, but it was just a piece of his mind, Zhong Ming said, "It's okay, then you can show me." ”

The little Taoist priest asked again: "Does the layman want to measure the characters, look at the appearance, or ask for a signature?"

There are a lot of ways to tell fortunes and hexagrams, and Zhong Ming still hasn't figured out how many algorithms there are, he said: "Let's test a word, it's simple." ”

After speaking, Zhong Ming dipped the tea from the teacup and wrote the word "Ming" in the center of the table.

The little Taoist priest stood up, carefully studied it for a long time, and then sat down, scratched his neck and said: "Look at this word with a sharp gesture between the pen, presumably the monk is a bold person, but the word is elegant and elegant, and it means that the monk is loose by nature, in fact, there is no heart of the bird." ”

Tilting his head sideways to look at the word again, the little Taoist priest continued: "It stands to reason that laymen should not write this word Ming, because the word Ming is the meaning of ringing in the world, so I guess this word is likely to be your name, do you think it's right?"

Listening to the words of the little Taoist, Zhong Ming was secretly surprised and nodded, what he said was really right.

But he didn't think that his next sentence would be amazing, and the little Taoist priest smiled again: "There are thousands of words in the world, and the surname is only a few hundred words, and in the name of a layman, I guess only the surname Xu can match it." ”

Xu Ming: The little Taoist priest guessed wrong?

No, he guessed correctly, Zhong Ming just followed his mother's surname, and his father was Xu Qiandao, so it would not be an exaggeration to call Xu Ming.

But he didn't think about it, Liang Yu laughed and said: "Little Taoist, you guessed wrong, my brother Ming's surname is Zhong, and his name is Zhong Ming!"

The little Taoist frowned, blushed, scratched his head and said: "That's because the little Taoist is not proficient, and I am also wondering why the bell character also matches it, it turns out that I was wrong." ”

When the little Taoist priest came back to his senses, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "You are Zhong Ming?"

The exclamation resounded in the teahouse, and for a while there was silence in the teahouse, even Mr. Guo stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes focused on Zhong Ming.