Feeling that the light in front of him was blocked, Qiu Xin'er looked up slowly, the person in front of him was dressed in a green robe, and it was inevitable that he would be contaminated with wind and dust in the desert, with fine sand between his hair buns, and a lot of dirt at the corners of his mouth and eyes, this person was none other than the fortune teller he saw in Luocheng, Qingzhou.

Now goodbye, the words of the divination at that time came to mind, the surplus is the loss, the omen of great evil, I am like this now, but I was said by this person.

"Little brother, why do you want to beg here, further east, north, or south, they are all good places to beg, and on the edge of this desert, it is not so easy to mix. The Taoist priest brushed his chin and put a goatee under his chin.

Seeing that he didn't recognize himself, Qiu Xin picked up the copper coin on the ground and held it in his hand, the copper light was dim, full of stains, and I don't know how many people had touched it.

"Dao Chief, why do you want to tell fortunes here, further east, north or south, it is a good place for fortune telling, and on the edge of this desert, it is not so easy to mix. ”

Qiu Xin said the words of the Taoist priest together, and the Taoist priest said with a smile when he heard it, "If the heart is vast, the four seas are home, and the poor road does not worry about food and clothing, you can naturally go anywhere, on the other hand, begging for a living, so isn't it self-defeating?"

I was a little shocked in my heart, and I heard the Taoist priest say, "The art of begging is said to beggars, and you are not a beggar, so naturally you don't know the difficulties of beggars." ”

Speaking of this, the Taoist priest paused, stood up, and made a salute, "Poor Dao first, little brother, long time no see." Qiu Xin suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes were full of light.

"The Taoist is clever, knows the past and the present, and the younger generation admires it. "He is dressed up so shabby, even people who are familiar with him may not be able to recognize him, but this Taoist priest called Daoxian actually recognized himself and taught him how not to be surprised.

At that time, the words of fortune telling. Qiu Xin only thought that he counted three points and lucked three points, and he knew the Tianshan jade pendant, so he could naturally guess three points, so he seemed to guess his future path.

Becoming a disciple of the Hidden Sect is still counted as soaring, and in Jingwuguan, it is still counted as a catastrophe. But it's also a little far-fetched.

But now that this Taoist priest recognized himself at a glance, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that there was such a ability to predict the future in the world?

But if he had gone down the mountain with all his heart at that time and returned to Qingsang Mountain with Lu Yun, there would not have been so many things happening, and the Taoist priest would have spoken to each other, and it would have been broken, but ......

The truth in this, Qiu Xin can't figure it out. It would be too much of a coincidence to count it as a coincidence, the Taoist priest looked at Qiu's hesitant appearance, and said, "Let's go, I will invite you to stay in the hotel today, otherwise the wind and sand will really bury you here." ”

With the doubts in his heart, Qiu Xin wanted to find out. So he followed Dao first into the town inn, which was full of people.

The shopkeeper was as lean and sleek as he was then. When Qiu Xin and the two came in, they didn't dislike Qiu Xin's appearance, so they pulled the two to sit in a corner first.

"Dao Chief, the junior has something to understand. After sitting down, Qiu Xin asked, and put away his sign with the words "Xiaogu Tongjin" first. patted the sand on his body and said, "Are you a fortune teller or a lottery?" ”

"Word measurement. Without thinking about it, Qiu Xin chose to test the word. Since the Taoist priest seemed to have such a strange ability, why didn't he ask Lu Yun's whereabouts.

The Taoist priest took out the white cloth he had brought with him, spread it out on the table, filled it with a bowl of water, put it in front of Qiu Xin, and said, "Let's clear." "Daoxian means to write with Qiuxin's fingers dipped in water.

The Taoist priest glanced at the word "cloud" on the paper fairly, and after a short time the water vapor dried up, and the word disappeared.

"With the clouds and rain, but this cloud is a sky full of dark clouds, or light and light clouds, this rain is an early spring drizzle, or a midsummer thunderstorm, are unpredictable, do you use this word to measure the future and fate, or to measure the farewell?"

"Measure each other and part. Seeing this, the Taoist priest smiled and said, "The clouds and rain follow each other, although there are clouds, there is no rain, but after all, the two gather more and leave less, so this meeting and parting is also the same, gathering more and leaving less." ”

Qiu Xin's heart was relieved, and he was a little excited, "Is Dao Chang telling the truth?

"If you use this word to measure the future and fate, it is still a blessing and a curse, no matter what clouds and rain, it always alternates with each other, and it will definitely depend on each other, and it cannot be taken away. ”

I didn't calculate the blessing and evil, but the Taoist priest still said it, Qiu Xin sounded a little light at this time, he had experienced this, wasn't the disaster so much?

At this time, Qiu Xin suddenly heard the person next to him talking about Weizhou, "Hey, have you heard, the Fire Sect in Weizhou has been destroyed, and Yigu's disciples have been killed overnight." ”

Hearing this, the other person glanced at the person opposite with disdain, "How can you be so lonely and unheard of in this place where the north and the south meet, this was all a few months ago. ”

This matter is not a secret, after this person talked loudly, the person next to him immediately became interested, this person raised his eyebrows and big eyes, took a big sip of wine, and said, "Although the news here spreads slowly, the destruction of the Fire Sect is indeed a matter around the end of the year. ”

At this time, a person who was listening said, "The person who did this is really bold, a big faction, can he still let him escape?"

Dahan took a bite of braised pork and said, "I was doing business in Weizhou a few years ago, and I knew everything about this matter, saying that the Huojian Sect was destroyed overnight, and the three sects were furious, and immediately sent disciples to investigate, guess what?"

The rest of the people widened their eyes and listened, "Check and check, I don't have a clue, these can lose the face of the three sects, stay in Weizhou for many days, at that time, as long as there are people, there will be disciples of the big faction, and if you have a slight mistake, you will be arrested and interrogated." ”

After taking another sip of wine, he found that he had already seen the bottom of the bowl, and the person next to him immediately poured it, "I have been checking it like this for more than a month, and there is still no news, but then the disciples of those big sects suddenly disappeared, and then I saw the obituaries of the three sects." ”

"It is said that the murderer was caught, and now it is locked up in Mount Tai, and within a few days, Weizhou was occupied by the army of Zizhou, and it is said that it has become the territory of the Great Wilderness. ”

Speaking of this, the big man snorted, "It's all the murderers of this ****, after extinguishing the Huojian faction, Weizhou has changed, and business can't go on, so I have to go north to find a way to survive." ”

Hearing this, someone next to him snorted, "It's all nonsense, according to your words, it's just one person who extinguished the Fire Sect?

Dahan's face was furious, "Who said it wasn't? This obituary sent by Sanzong is not a fart but what is it, and now everyone is privately rumored that these big factions are clearly unable to find out the murderer, and they have arrested someone casually to blame the crime, and they also say it in a high-sounding manner." ”

When Dahan said the last few sentences, he clearly lowered his voice, although there are few disciples of big sects in this kind of place, but they have to be guarded against, in case they are heard, it is also very bad.

At this time, I heard the sound of drawing a sword, and then a sword was inserted on the table in front of the big man, and everyone looked at the owner of the sword, and suddenly lost their faces, and the big man swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The man was dressed in a silk satin robe, embroidered with the flower prints of the Canghai Lanhu Lake, with delicate eyebrows and an extraordinary bearing, and he was a disciple of the Canglan faction.

No wonder these people are so afraid, discussing the matter of the three sects here, they happened to be listened to by the people of the big faction, who are high and respected on weekdays, where can they endure such words, and immediately take action.

This person looked only about Qiu Xin's age, and said coldly, "The three sects are not obituaries to the world, hold the three sects of the festival, if you don't believe it, go to Mount Tai to take a look, and say these words behind your back, what kind of hero is it?"

The big man's eyes were frightened, and he hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, "Uncle spare his life, little nonsense, damn it." The young man glared at the present, drew his sword, and sat aside.

The big man didn't say anything, as if he was scared out of his soul, and the people next to him were so troubled that they were also disinterested, and they had no intention of asking any more, so they sat back one by one.

Qiu Xin's heart was already flooded with turmoil at this time, and he asked in disbelief, "Dao Chief, is this true?" Dao Xian nodded slightly, Qiu Xin's face suddenly turned ashen, and his mouth kept saying, "How is it possible." ”

The three sects have caught the murderer, and they will hold the three sect pujas, unless the people who commit great treachery do not lightly initiate the puja, so they can't fake it.

If this is the case, then there is a great possibility that it is the Master, but the Master is an upright and steady person, and he would never do such a thing.

But Qiu Xin thought that the master's martial arts were superb, although it was difficult to do this, but it was not impossible, but then he thought again, how could such martial arts be caught by the disciples of the three sects?

Could it really be as the world suspected, that a scapegoat was found at random? But the appearance of the fire weapon is a fact, and if the sword of logging is indeed a fire weapon, then ......

The distracting thoughts in his heart were kneaded, Qiu Xin couldn't think of any reason to kill anyway, could it be that the people he was worried about, such as Lu Yun and Master, were all as miserable as himself?

The inexplicable killing intent in his heart, the four colors in his eyes began to flash again, and everyone in the room felt a trace of coolness, penetrating their hearts and lungs, tightening their clothes, and the young man of the Canglan faction stood up directly and looked around suspiciously.

Qiu Xin's face was painful, angry and a lot of negative emotions were mixed, the true qi in the body was disordered, and the body began to tremble, at this time, Dao Xian touched the back of Qiu Xin's hand, quickly flipped it over, and then stroked it up along the blood veins of his forearm, and then Dao Xian frowned, glanced at Qiu Xin, and his hand also shook unconsciously with Qiu Xin.

Dao Xian climbed on Qiu Xin's shoulder with his other hand, and pressed hard, Qiu Xin finally came to his senses, gasping for breath, his chest rose and fell, and the killing intent in the house suddenly dissipated.

The disciple of the Canglan Sect was very puzzled, and he didn't know the source of the killing intent, so he stood for a moment before slowly sitting down, as if none of this had happened.

Dao Xian's forehead also oozed beads of sweat, fixed his mind, and said, "Everything has a fixed number, people in it, how to struggle, but they can't make any waves, among them, they can only face it calmly, the obsession is too deep, and it is always against the harmony of the sky." ”

Qiu Xin let out a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your advice, but in life, if you blindly face it calmly, wouldn't you lose yourself, even if the number of days is certain, you have to struggle to see." ”

As the night deepened, the wind and sand were surging outside the house, and the snoring in the house gradually started, Qiu Xin asked Dao Xian again, "Does the Dao Chief know who is the one who committed the murder in Weizhou this time?" (To be continued.) )