Wumei Town traveled thirty miles to the south, and came to Hongliu Town, Ye Linfeng walked slowly, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

The green smoke curls, the tea fragrance wafts, the drizzle, and the flowing water bridge. The scenery of Gangnam is really different.

There is a fortune teller who sets up a stall at the entrance of the town, and he shouts when he meets people: "I know three hundred years, I know three hundred years, I measure the relationship in the past life three hundred years ago, and count the peach blossoms in this life after three hundred years." ”

The fortune teller was not very old, only in his early thirties, dressed in a white-washed lake-blue shabby Taoist robe, carrying a peachwood sword behind his back, and his fingers were constantly pinching.

Ye Linfeng came to the entrance of Hongliu Town, looked at the fortune teller who was babbling like a singing, and immediately couldn't cry or laugh, feeling that this young fortune teller was too funny, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

When the fortune teller saw a handsome young man approaching him, he opened his mouth and said, "An iron pen will break life and death, and three copper coins will determine the future." People have gold and jade buildings, and I have wonderful skills to spend the spring and autumn. Childe, I see that your Yin Hall is shining, you must be rich and noble, but you have a peach blossom catastrophe, if you can dissolve it, you will definitely be able to sit and enjoy the glory and wealth······" The fortune teller muttered a lot of things, although Ye Linfeng felt that these words were not credible, but he still felt that this person was very interesting, and he could consider soliciting it for his own use.

"Oh, then tell me how I am rich and noble?" Ye Linfeng squinted and smiled.

"Childe will definitely be the face of the emperor in the future, but there is a peach blossom catastrophe that needs to be dissolved. The fortune teller thought that Ye Linfeng had fallen into a trap, and he was immediately interested.

"Peach Blossom Tribulation, then you mean that I am destined to commit Peach Blossom, then what is the solution?" Ye Linfeng said.

"Well, leaking the secret of heaven is going to be punished by God, as the saying goes, if you give some silver, Son, I dare to risk being cursed by God to calculate a hexagram for you to eliminate disasters. The fortune teller touched the beard that was obviously pasted on, and pretended to be a fairy wind bone.

"Okay, then ask the master to eliminate the disaster for me," Ye Linfeng took out a silver ingot from his bosom and handed it to the fortune teller.

"Childe, I have a bottle of pill here, I don't give it lightly to ordinary people, you and I have a fate, so I'll give it to Childe today." The fortune teller said and picked up a white vial from the stall and handed it to Ye Linfeng.

"Master, then tell me what the effect of this bottle of elixir is, and what is the use of the peach blossom tribulation I committed. Of course Ye Linfeng knew what medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he was playing with him.

"Taking one pill a day, seven times a night is not a problem, as for that skill, I don't think Childe needs me to teach it. The fortune teller said in a daze.

Ye Linfeng squinted at Chenyang, squinted at a pair of soft Danfeng eyes, and smiled without saying a word.

"Childe, this is a uniquely developed elixir, remember to take it. "The fortune teller still looks confused.

"Then I'll take it, can the master go with me to a tavern, I have a question to ask the master." Ye Linfeng said.

"That'······ My business ······" The fortune teller said, hinting that Ye Linfeng was going to pay him his money.

"You can't live without money. Ye Linfeng thought that there were still a lot of entanglements on his body, and Zhu Maomao handed over some of the silver money he had saved for most of his life to Ye Linfeng, and Ye Linfeng used the silver to practice in the cultivation world, and by the way, he recruited some helpers, as for what these helpers were for, he had his own plan.

The two came to a secluded and quiet small teahouse in Hongliu Town, the furnishings in the teahouse were also very exquisite, and they chose a place by the window to sit down, the green bamboo outside the window swayed gently, the bamboo leaves rattled, the scenery was elegant, and the tea was fragrant.

A pot of high-grade hair tips from Hongliu Town's specialties, and a few plates of delicious snacks.

The fortune teller picked up the small pale cyan teacup, put it under his nose and sniffed it, with a smug look on his face.

"What kind of school does the master inherit?" Ye Linfeng said after taking a sip of fragrant tea.

"The first master is the former ghost valley master, since he was a child, he followed the master to visit the major dynasties and immortals, and also saw a lot of the world. "The fortune teller is full of words, and his mouth is like a river, and he talks endlessly.

"Didn't you learn any real skills from your master?" Ye Linfeng suddenly said this, which made the fortune teller feel a little weak.

"Childe, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense, I ······" Before the fortune teller finished speaking, Ye Linfeng said something.

"Master, stop pretending, if you have real skills, as for getting into this step of the field?" Ye Linfeng said bluntly.

"Childe. It turns out that you have already seen that my first master is indeed the master of Guigu in the former dynasty of Nanling, but the master died early, I was only six years old at the time, and when he died, he left me a box of scriptures and hexagrams. The fortune teller hurriedly poured another cup of fragrant tea, afraid that he would never be able to drink such a good tea again after this time.

"Actually, I've seen it a long time ago, don't worry, drink slowly, this son has silver. Ye Linfeng put on a chic posture, took a bite of the glutinous rice cake and said unhurriedly.

"Do you have any plans for the future?" Ye Linfeng asked again.

"What else can I plan, I'm in my thirties, and I haven't gotten a daughter-in-law yet, I'm ashamed to say it, this isn't a fortune teller to save some money to go home and marry a daughter-in-law. The fortune teller said with a sad face.

"Do you want to follow this son, although this son has no power, but he has a lot of silver, let alone marry you a daughter-in-law, even ten can be. Ye Linfeng said boldly.

"Childe, to be honest, I don't have any skills, isn't it a waste for me to follow Childe?" said the fortune teller.

"Since your master is the Guigu Master of the Nanling Dynasty, the box of Jingyi books left for you must be his lifelong study of Yi Li, you are so thoughtful, you will be of great use to me in the future. Ye Linfeng poured himself a full cup of tea, pinched the small pale cyan teacup to his lips, and tasted it carefully.

"Childe, as long as you can ask for a beautiful girl for the little one, you are the little reborn parents, and I will repay you even if I am a cow and a horse. "The fortune teller can't change his flamboyant habit, and his mouth is like lard.

"This is a hundred taels of silver, you take it first, as long as you follow me to do things for me, the silver is easy to say. Ye Linfeng squinted with a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes and smiled, he was no longer that waste boy.

"That's that, that's. The fortune teller nodded hurriedly.

"Since what you said to me before was false, what about this bottle of elixir?" Ye Linfeng grinned.

The fortune teller understood, and said with a smile: "It has some effect, Childe might as well give it a try, haha." ”

"Well, you go ahead and count your fortunes, and try to attract some people with good skills. Ye Linfeng said.

"This is natural, and the small ones do it. The fortune teller took a sip of tea and said.

After talking about the small teahouse, Ye Linfeng continued to travel south, and the fortune teller was still telling fortunes, but he was no longer so sad.

"Sheep scorpion, what's the matter with such a pleasure, you see that mustache is angry. "A farmer and a fortune teller who set up a roadside stall at the entrance of the town talked nonsense.

"My name is Yang Wedge, not Sheep Scorpion, and my mouth is clean. The fortune teller named Yang Wedge touched the fake beard that was pasted on and said.

"It's not a sheep scorpion yet. "The farmer and the fortune teller often joke, Yang Wedge seems to be a different person, although he still chats nonsense with this farmer named Lao Hei day by day, but it is not difficult to see a trace of confidence in his eyes.

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