Chapter 112: Seven Orifices Bleed
Since this Taoist has no heart to cultivate, but relies on his meager Taoist skills to open a Taoist temple in the city and defraud the pilgrims of money, Li Xiuyuan will never tolerate such a person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Since he was so proud of his Dao technique, Li Xiuyuan broke his Dao technique and let him know that this karma was powerful.
"How is it, I don't know if the Taoist chief has figured it out. Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly.
The bald man looked at Li Xiuyuan's face for a while, no matter what, the age of the scholar in front of him was always only forty-nine years old, and in addition, he really couldn't tell which month he was born or what hour he was born.
"Well, you figured it out, you guess you're fifteen or sixteen years old this year. Of course, he wouldn't admit that he couldn't figure it out, and pretended to be inscrutable.
Li Xiuyuan asked: "That's it, Daoist is not okay, you are not telling fortunes, you are looking at age, I think any peddler pawn on the street can guess that I am fifteen or sixteen years old, isn't it that Daoist is not even as good as those peddler pawns?"
The bald man snorted lightly: "The Tao of the poor road is profound, how can those peddlers and pawns be compared with the poor road, you can reach out and come over, and the poor road can know what year, month, and time you were born by looking at your palmistry." ”
The face is not good, he looks at the palm instead.
After decades of cultivation, he still has some ability, although fortune telling is not considered top, but some basic face reading, palm reading is still good.
Li Xiuyuan was also polite and stretched out his hand to him.
The bald man watched intently, looked at the various lines on the palm, and then combined with his own experience, he was ready to calculate the date of birth of this person.
But this palmistry doesn't look like anything, just like ordinary people, there is nothing special, but if he calculates carefully, he feels that the texture on this palmistry is criss-crossed, as if forming a strange pattern, like a book from heaven, and like a talisman, just a little calculation makes him feel dizzy and difficult to settle down.
"Buzz~!"
The bald man's eyes swirled uncontrollably, his head was dizzy, and his consciousness was confused, as if there was a hidden force preventing him from continuing to investigate the person's palmistry.
"Gross~!"
After a whirlwind, the next moment, the bald man felt sick to his stomach, and he couldn't help but vomit on the side.
"Dao Chief, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ping next to him exclaimed.
Du Chunhua and Fluttershy also look weird, wondering why this good Taoist is vomiting.
Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "The Taoist fortune teller can calculate that he vomits, this ability is invisible, it seems that my Li family's 20,000 taels of silver Taoist can't be earned." ”
Tell your own fortune?
This bald man is looking for death.
His master is a fortune teller, and he often says that he can know five hundred years in advance and five hundred years later, although most of this boasts, but Li Xiuyuan also has to admire his master's fortune-telling skills.
In Guobei County, if someone gets married or married, as long as you know the name of that person, you can calculate it.
But even so, his own master did not dare to count his own fate.
After the bald man vomited for a while, he recovered, and when he looked at Li Xiuyuan again, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.
He has also told fortunes for many people, but he has never encountered such a situation.
"If you don't believe it, you can't count the birth of a scholar, even if it is a high-ranking official, the emperor's relatives shouldn't be. ”
The bald man quickly gritted his teeth again and said: "You are a strange scholar, but you also underestimate the Dao of the poor Dao, and if the poor Dao wants to calculate your birth date, you must not forget the 20,000 thousand silver of the poor Dao." ”
"Dao Leader still wants to try?" Li Xiuyuan said in surprise.
"Hmph. ”
The bald man snorted heavily, too lazy to say more to this person, since this scholar can't be calculated by ordinary methods, then use some special methods, and the 20,000 yuan of silver in his hand is earned today.
He took out a piece of yellow paper from the side, and then said, "Scholar, what is your name? ”
"In Xia Li Xiuyuan, although the Dao Chief tried, but he had already tried face and hand reading before, if he still didn't succeed this time, the identity of the Dao Chief would be doubted. Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.
It seems that this Taoist is determined to take 20,000 taels of silver in his hand.
Another person who wants money and doesn't want to die.
The bald man gritted his teeth at this moment and wrote Li Xiuyuan's name on the yellow paper, and then there were words in his mouth, and the yellow paper in his hand spontaneously combusted without fire, and quickly burned in his hand, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke that was inhaled into the mouth of this Dao person.
"Interesting. ”
Seeing this, Li Xiu couldn't help but look forward to it.
This Taoist has begun to perform Dao techniques, which is to forcibly calculate his birth.
But the more this is the case, the more curious he becomes, the life of his natural saint, all the monks in the world, cultivators, and even demons and monsters have no way to calculate their heels, the bottom is fine, otherwise, how can he be so stable in the past ten years knowing the existence of his seven exquisite hearts, and he has already attracted countless demons and monsters.
Now that this Taoist has forcibly calculated, it must be interesting what will happen.
At this moment, the bald man had words in his mouth, and his expression was in a trance, as if he was doing something.
But as time passed, the bald man's face became more and more pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept bursting out, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Young master, what's wrong with this person, won't he go crazy?" Du Chunhua leaned over and whispered.
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand: "Be quiet, he's casting a spell and telling fortunes, don't disturb him." ”
"Oh. Du Chunhua immediately stopped asking more questions and stood obediently beside her.
Li Xiuyuan didn't want anyone to disturb this Taoist to cast spells, this person used Taoism to scare people, cheat people out of money, and even threatened himself with his own family, originally he just planned to teach him a lesson, but now he changed his attention.
If you don't break the Taoist technique of this Taoist and get rid of this scourge, his name will be written upside down.
The thousand-year-old demons were all killed in their own hands, and He Shou Wujing was captured alive by himself, how dare a wild Taoist shout.
Just moments later.
"Boom~!"
Suddenly, a dull roar sounded in the sky above Guo Beicheng, where the sky was clear, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared.
"Ah, it's a painful poor road~!"
Suddenly, the bald man's eyes widened, as if blood was spilling out of his eye sockets, and then he was shocked, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the whole person fell to the ground in an instant, and he fell unconscious directly.
There was blood in his mouth and nose.
Everyone was taken aback when faced with such a situation, and their faces changed greatly, and they didn't know why this good Taoist was like this.
Only Li Xiuyuan looked at all this calmly.
He knew that this was a curse.
To count the life of one's own natural saint in the body of a mortal is to die.
It's a pity that the bald people didn't know this, and forcibly counted Li Xiuyuan's life for 20,000 taels of silver, and ended up like this.
People die for money, birds die for food, this old saying is true.
"Young Master, Dao Chief, he won't die. Fluttershy is scared.
Fortune tellers have caused a fatality, which is not good.
Li Xiuyuan glanced at this bald Taoist and his fluctuating heart, and said: "He is not dead, but he must have been scattered, I am afraid that he has lost a lot of yang life, and this path of cultivation has been completely broken." ”
"But it's also his own fault, but then again, the Taoist fortune teller can calculate the seven holes of bleeding is also a talent, and I admire it very much. ”
After speaking, he deliberately gave him a salute, and then took out a tael of silver and put it down: "For these two pieces of silver, buy some delicious food and drink for the Taoist chief to replenish his body, and then I won't disturb the Taoist chief to rest, and say goodbye." ”