"Childe...... Childe ......"

"Childe, wake up quickly, Childe...... Don't scare Ya'er......"

In a daze, Ling Jiang seemed to hear Ya'er calling to him, and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Childe!" Ya'er shouted excitedly, "Brother Bai, Childe, he's really awake!"

Ling Jiang felt a little dizzy for a while, and saw Ya'er, who was kneeling beside him, already crying and red-eyed. Da Bai was standing behind Ya'er, staring at him with a tense expression.

"I ...... Not dead?" Ling Jiang muttered in a low voice.

"Childe, what are you talking nonsense, of course you are living a good life!" said Ya'er.

"I ...... last night" Ling Jiang muttered in a low voice, wanting to recall the events of last night, and a sharp pain suddenly came to his brain, making him frown.

"Childe, are you okay?" Ya'er saw this, and hurriedly asked worriedly.

After a pause, Ling Jiang shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

He had expected Da Bai to ask about what happened last night, but Da Bai was silent, as if he didn't care why he came here alone.

Ya'er helped Ling Jiang to get up from the beach, and at this time the tide had receded, and there were gentle white waves blowing on the sea, as if the scene that happened last night was all in vain.

"Childe, let's go back, after sleeping on the beach all night, it is easy to freeze and burn your body, Ya'er will buy you a chicken stew later." Ya'er held Ling Jiang's hand and was about to go back.

"Wait. ”

Dabai, who was standing silently on the sidelines, finally spoke, still in a heavy voice, "Hand out." ”

Ling Jiang was a little confused, but he still subconsciously stretched out his right hand.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the palm of Ling Jiang's hand, Da Bai continued: "The other one." ”

Ling Jiang was a little flustered, because he could clearly feel that the palm of his left hand seemed to be a little cold.

Sure enough, just as Ling Jiang spread out his left hand, a black mark appeared on his palm.

"How could it be ......," Ya'er said as she covered her mouth.

If Rhubarb hadn't lied to him, the black mark on the palm of his hand should be the same thing as that Psychic and Uncle Ling Jiu.

"Drifter?" Ling Jiang asked cautiously.

Yesterday, when I was sacrificing to the sea, I caught two drifters near here, one small and one large.

But hasn't Uncle Ling Jiu already done how to exorcise evil spirits?

Why?

Could it be that Da Bai was reluctant to tell Uncle Ling Jiu's whereabouts last night, and it was also for this reason?

"You've got a big deal going on. After saying this with a tense face, Da Bai turned around and left without looking back.

Ling Jiang and Ya'er looked at Da Bai's back until he disappeared from the sight of the two.

"Childe, are you okay, let's go find Lang Zhong to see. Ya'er was so anxious that she almost cried again, although she didn't know about the drifter, but from Dabai's tone, it was enough to hear that this matter was very serious!

"Let's go home first. Ling Jiang said softly.

"Hmm!" Ya'er nodded again and again, helping Ling Jiang out of the beach.

Ling Jiang didn't blame Da Bai for avoiding him, after all, even Uncle Ling Jiu might not have a way, he was just Uncle Jiu's apprentice, so what could he do?

What made Ling Jiang wonder was why that psychic gentleman had two hands turned black, and Uncle Ling Jiu had black hands and feet, and now that he was on his own, why was only one palm blackened?

Could it be that the situation he encountered was not as serious as that of Uncle Jiu?

"Ya'er, how did you know that I was at the beach?" Ling Jiang asked curiously on the way home.

Ya'er replied: "Ya'er woke up this morning and found that Childe was not at home, so she went out to ask Brother Rhubarb, saying that she didn't see Childe walk out of the door early in the morning." Ya'er was worried that something had happened to Childe, so she ran to find Brother Dabai. ”

"I see. Ling Jiang nodded, his mind falling into deep thought, what the hell was going on last night?

If it's not a dream, then why are you still alive now?

If it's a dream...... That's all too true, isn't it?

The more Ling Jiang thought about it, the more mysterious he felt, because he was thinking too attentively, he didn't pay attention for a while, and accidentally bumped into a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"You little doll, why don't you have more eyes when you walk?" asked the middle-aged Taoist priest with a frown.

"I'm sorry......" Ling Jiang said with his head down, but he still slowly looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

He spoke very strangely, not like a local, dressed in a yellow robe, and had the appearance of a fairy.

"Ahh

I saw the middle-aged Taoist priest's hands trembling, bending down to pick up a piece that fell on the ground, carefully blowing off the dust on it, and then crying and shouting, "My baby, I was broken by you like this......

He howled twice, and suddenly shouted at Ling Jiang in a serious tone, "Little doll, you broke my baby, how should this account be calculated?"

Ya'er was already panicked, and she didn't know what to do, so she could only hide behind Ling Jiang silently.

"What's wrong with your baby?" Ling Jiang asked.

"What's broken?" the middle-aged Taoist priest sneered, "Everything is broken!"

"What three points of spirit?" Ling Jiang asked, pointing to this Qiu Hao who didn't have half a crack on his body.

When the middle-aged Taoist priest heard this, he said proudly: "As the so-called words are like people, writing is like being a person, and it is natural to stand like a pine, sit like a clock, be as fast as the wind, and move like thunder." ”

After he finished speaking, he changed his tone of great regret and said, "But look at it, how can there be a bit of wind and thunder pine in this autumn now? At most, there is only this sitting like a clock." ”

"Nonsense!" Ya'er couldn't stand it anymore, and plucked up the courage to shout, "You obviously want to slander my son-in-law!"

"Little doll, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. The middle-aged Taoist priest sneered, "I have this one in my hand, but I don't sell it for thousands of taels of silver, but it's a pity that I have lost my god now, it's like losing my soul, forget it, anyway, your little doll doesn't believe it, don't say it." ”

"So what do you want?" Ling Jiang was a little impatient, he had a lot of worries on him at this time, but he didn't have time to delay time with this middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Ten taels. The middle-aged Taoist priest said seriously, "Even if I suffer a loss, if you pay ten taels of silver, I will sell you this money." ”

"Not so much money. Ling Jiang shook his head.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was a little ugly, and he stretched out a finger, "One or two silver, it can't be less." ”

"Not a single penny. Ling Jiang shook his head and simply pulled Ya'er past him, not wanting to pay attention to the middle-aged Taoist priest anymore.

"Hey, hey, little doll, stay here!" the middle-aged Taoist priest shouted, "If this matter is not clear, we will see you in the government!"

As soon as Ling Jiang heard that the middle-aged Taoist priest wanted to report to the official, he stopped his pace and turned to look at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest walked up with a smile, "That's it, fifty wen, it can't be less, my talent is extraordinary......"

"Ya'er, did you bring any money?" Ling Jiang asked in a low voice as he looked at Ya'er.

"I only brought twenty ......," Ya'er whispered.

"Twenty Wen ......" The middle-aged Taoist priest's face became even more ugly, and Ling Jiang was just about to speak, he immediately put on a painful expression, "Deal, Twenty Wen." ”

When Ling Jiang heard this, he couldn't wait to scold the old brute.

Just for 20 yuan, do you spend so much effort? Besides, 20 yuan is a penny, this loss-making business, this middle-aged Taoist priest is stupid?

Ling Jiang was just about to ask Ya'er to take out the twenty texts, who would have thought that the middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at him, and his eyes stayed on the emerald bead chain in Ya'er's hand, "This bracelet is a good thing, at least it is worth a hundred dollars." ”

"What do you want to do?" Ling Jiang asked with a hint of anger.

"That's it, I don't want your twenty wen, you give me this bracelet, and I'll give it to you. The middle-aged Taoist priest said with an abacus.

"Then you can report to the official. After Ling Jiang finished speaking, he took Ya'er's hand and turned around and left.

"It's a pity, it's a pity......" Looking at Ling Jiang's departing back, the middle-aged Taoist priest said in a long tone, "This opportunity that should have been in hand flew away......

Before the two of them had walked half a mile, they heard a woman's voice behind them, "Ling Jiang." ”

"Little fairy?" Ling Jiang looked back, and it was a woman dressed in blue. Ya'er also reminded herself in advance that she was the little fairy Su Xiaoxiao, her sister-in-law.

"Little fairy?" Su Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, "You didn't call me that before." ”

"This ......" Ling Jiang was a little embarrassed, how did he know what he used to call.

"My father asked you to take time to go to the school tomorrow, as for whether to go or not, it's up to you. Su Xiaoxiao looked at Ling Jiang and said.