The night breeze was cool, and Zhang Xiaofan looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him in a daze.

"Dao Chief, it can't be that you are wrong, I heard that a person has handed over excellent luck, and people will say that he has taken shit luck. He was still skeptical.

Zhou Zhou Xian said in pain: "Confused, confused." The world said it casually, but it was misrepresented as true. ”

Zhang Xiaofan shook his feet: "What do you say?"

Zhou Zhou Xian sighed: "Since you said that, do you usually deliberately step on shit?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, thinking back to the time of Dazhufeng, and quickly shook his head.

Zhou Zhou Xian continued: "Then have you seen others deliberately step on dog shit?"

"There's no such thing. Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head.

Syllable!

Zhou Zhou Xian clapped his palms and immediately said: "If there is really shit luck, how can anyone avoid it?

The more he listened, the more Zhang Xiaofan felt reasonable. Thinking of the fact that he had just stepped on it, and he was going to Kongsang Mountain tomorrow, he couldn't help but feel a dense cold sweat behind him.

"Then you...."

Zhou Zhou Xian sighed, then stared at Zhang Xiaofan for a moment, and said solemnly: "You have experienced a catastrophe in previous years, and you will be counted as a hexagram for you." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned: "Isn't it just fortune telling?"

However, he didn't dare to despise it in his heart, since he could see some problems, he must be a master, and he didn't dare to despise fortune-telling.

The Qingyun Patriarch who founded the Qingyun Gate back then was a Jianghu Xiangshi, although there is no such vein in the Qingyunmen now, but they are all very kind to the Xiangshi, after all, the origin of their own sect is here.

Zhou Xian was not annoyed, and looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Xiaofan straightened his mind, bowed down and clasped his fists and saluted him: "Then it's tireless." ”

"Big brother, you stink. Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, instantly making Zhang Xiaofan's face flush.

Qiu Li lay on the edge of the window, looking at the three people below with a smile, the folding fan in his hand turned quickly at his fingertips, and he could only see a circle of white phantoms.

Zhou Xian's way, Qiu Liluo watched it very interestingly, approaching Zhang Xiaofan as a Xiangshi, and then subtly transforming his thinking with various words, so that he would not be shocked by what happened later.

And in this way, he is also showing favor to Zhang Xiaofan, and brushing a wave of presence.

Qiu Liluo believes that even hundreds of years later, Zhang Xiaofan can still remember the old way in Heyang City, as well as the shit specially prepared for him.

Looking up at the night sky, he gently closed the window, walked to the chair and sat down, playing with a string of bells in his hand.

"Come out. ”

A distorted light flashed in the room, and an old woman appeared out of thin air and bowed to Qiu Li: "Meet the master." ”

"Baguio is your master!"

Qiu Liluo glanced at her lightly and said: "From now on, your master will always be her, and it can only be her! No matter how much danger you encounter, you must protect her thoroughly, if you face the Immortal Sword, you can protect her soul! Remember, if her soul is damaged a little, I will completely erase you from the world!"

The old woman's body trembled: "The slave knows." ”

"Go, go back to where you came from, and wait for her arrival. As he spoke, Qiu Liluo slowly spread out the hand holding the bell.

"Slave and maid command!"

The old woman bowed again, and immediately turned into a streamer and disappeared into the bell. With a crisp bell ringing, a cyan lotus flower slowly bloomed, and the bell in Qiu Liluo's hand also rose into the air, submerged into the lotus, and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the dissipated Qinglian, Qiu Liluo muttered: "Tragedy, it shouldn't happen." ”

Bidding farewell to Zhou Zhou Xian, Zhang Xiaofan, who returned to the courtyard, looked in a trance, and his mind was full of echoes of what Zhou Zhou Xian said.

"Will we see you tonight?"

Walking in the courtyard sprinkled with moonlight, Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky.

The sky is full of stars, a full moon hangs in Tianbin, and the night breeze is blowing, with a wisp of flowers. On the side, grass and shrubs and flowers of various colors are blooming everywhere.

Suddenly, his heart calmed down, and nothing more than a tear slipped from his eyes and fell onto the petals of a flower.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't know what he was in at the moment, but he walked down the trail with steps, and the slight coolness in the wind made his heart more and more calm.

When he came to a flower, he stopped and looked at the little flower in front of him, the crystal dewdrops, like its tears.

The faint fragrance is coming to the nose.

Suddenly, a slender jade hand reached out of the darkness, reached in front of the flower, and broke it off.

"Huh?"

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head and looked over with a hint of annoyance.

I saw a girl in a green dress, standing there, putting the flowers in front of Joan's nose, and smelling deeply.

At that moment, the stars in the sky seemed to have lost their brilliance.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, he recognized her, the girl who was arguing about the fish at dinner, at this moment, her snow-white skin, was as condensed as snow under the moonlight, and her face was matchless, just like a fairy.

"This flower is blooming so well, why did you pick it?" Zhang Xiaofan frowned.

Baguio's eyes flowed, and he circled Zhang Xiaofan's body and said, "I picked it, it's its blessing." Being smelled by me is a blessing for its three lives. ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's alive and well, as soon as you take it off, it's already dead." ”

Baguio glanced at him and said, "You're not a flower, how can you know?"

"You don't spend it, so how do you know how it feels?" Zhang Xiaofan said, raising his hand and pointing directly to the dew drops on the flower: "Look, there is water on the flower, which can't be its tears." ”

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who was full of words, Baguio was stunned for a moment, and then "giggled" and laughed, and at that moment it was like a hundred flowers blooming.

"Giggles, tears, haha, it's the first time I've heard someone say that in my life, and I'm still a big man..."

Zhang Xiaofan's face turned red, and he said with a stiff neck: "Then, what's the matter?

As a result, as soon as these words came out, Baguio's laughter became louder, and the crisp laughter echoed in the dark garden, bringing a little warmth in the cool night breeze.

But Zhang Xiaofan didn't think it was very good, so he turned around and left, he still remembered the words of the old Taoist priest in his heart.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Zhang Xiaofan was annoyed: "It's not that I don't have a name, who do you call him?"

Baguio's eyes instantly turned cold, since she was a child, no one dared to contradict her like this, but she seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared in her eyes again: "Then what are you called?"

"My name..."Zhang Xiaofan suddenly paused: "Why do I want to tell you?"

"Giggles. Seeing this, Baguio smiled even more happily.

This smile is like "Liugong Fandel has no color", Zhang Xiaofan is stupid.

"Am I good-looking?"

When he was caught, Zhang Xiaofan blushed and muttered, "Good, good, good-looking." ”

Baguio smiled even more happily, looking at that stunning face, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, more panicked, and hurriedly turned around.

"You haven't told me your name yet!"

"Zhang Xiaofan. ”

"Zhang Xiaofan?" Baguio muttered, and then spoke: "My name is Baguio!"