Chapter 32: The Warlocks

In Yunnan City, the traffic is busy and prosperous. Especially in the teahouse hotel, there are crowds of people, and there is no room for it. It's just that the people in the rivers and lakes who come and go here have a little dignified on their faces. Such a strange atmosphere makes people feel unconsciously in their hearts.

Although there are many people on the street, it is easy to see four young people with extraordinary temperament at a glance.

The four young men were talking and laughing, as if they were not worried. Just wandering around the streets, looking east and west, as if they had never seen these strange objects.

In front of a small street stall, the two teenagers had to play twice with each thing they picked up......

"Stone, what is this? It's so strange to turn and turn, why haven't I seen it?" a young man with a big sword on his back, holding a rotating wooden wind wheel in his hand, wondered.

"I don't know this, stupid!" The brocade-clothed young man next to him said with a look of disdain: "Let me tell you, this thing is called 'Hot Wheels', as long as there is wind, it will automatically rotate, and ordinary people in the rivers and lakes use it to measure the direction of the wind, and some masters can also be used as weapons and hidden blockers as long as they are urged by internal strength." You see, this 'Hot Wheels' has a simple structure and is easy to find materials, so it will also be sold on this stall. ”

"'Hot Wheels'! so powerful?" the young man exclaimed and muttered, "I don't know if Uncle Lu can make things." ”

As he spoke, he approached a man and a woman. To be precise, it should be a little monk and a young girl.

The little monk saw the two young men talking eloquently, and stepped forward to ask, "What are you talking about Shishi, Xiaotian?"

The big sword boy told the other party the purpose of the thing in his hand, and the little monk was secretly surprised when he heard it.

The brocade-clothed boy suggested, "Why don't we buy one one?" ”

"No!" the big sword boy objected, "How can one be enough? At least one person can use it for sound protection." ”

"Yes, yes. Everyone nodded in unison.

“......”

This group of young people was very solemn, but they didn't know that the stall owner had a dull face, and he was both embarrassed and afraid: "Damn! Who are these people, they can't be uncivilized savages! ...... in broad daylight?"

The young man in brocade was about to ask the price, but at this time, he saw a child holding his mother's hand and shouting: "Mother, I want a windmill!"

Seeing this, the big sword boy couldn't help but say to the child: "Little brother, this thing is very dangerous, is it better to buy something else?"

"Why don't you let me buy it?"

"This thing is dangerous, what if I hurt myself?"

"I'm going to buy it, I'm going to buy it!"

"Children just don't understand. ”

"Uhhh

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The mother looked dazed and then pulled the crying child away. When he left, he muttered: "It's really unlucky, I met a madman when I went out." ”

"Why is he still scolding? What is the child crying about?" The young people were puzzled, but the stall owner was so angry that his face turned red.

In the end, he couldn't help it anymore and yelled: "Are you guys crazy about practicing martial arts? This is a windmill that children play with, and what kind of wind measurement, weapons, and hidden blockers are you doing? Are you sick? Get out of the way, don't hinder me from doing business!"

"What?!Is this a child's toy?" The young man in brocade was stunned for a moment, and looked at his companion with disdain.

"Three idiots!" the girl, who had been silent, said disdainfully, and then turned around and left. It was clearly written on the face, I didn't know them.

This group of young people is Shi Qian, Qingtian, Mi Zhe and Quan Qing.

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"Heaven has a destiny, people have blessings and misfortunes, peep into heaven, and be content and happy. Life and death are fateful, knowing that it is against the sky, doing nothing, and counting the infinite ......"

A clear voice came from the mouth of the alley, and when I listened carefully, it was a contradictory and mysterious pause.

Shi Qian and the others suddenly heard someone shouting, and they all stepped forward curiously.

A few steps ahead stood a white sail table, and an old man in front of the table was dozing off, and the viscous liquid in his mouth dripped on the table, making people chill. There was also a small Taoist priest hanging around next to him with a signboard. It reads: "Heaven solves doubts, happy to know the number of fate!"

"I know this, I know this. This time it was Shi Qian again, and I saw him excitedly introduced: "There is a kind of person in the rivers and lakes who specializes in telling fortunes for you to make money, generally known as Xiangshi." However, I have heard that most of those scholars are group liars, and the really capable masters are generally hidden from the world...... Hey, I'm telling the truth, don't look at me like that, okay?"

Facing the suspicious eyes of his companions, Shi Qian desperately wanted to defend himself, but a little Taoist priest stepped forward and said angrily: "Liar? I think you are a liar!Yo~~ I can't see that you are a dog-like boy, and you can still highlight your tusks!"

Shi Qian was already annoyed after what happened just now, but now he listened to his count, and suddenly became angry.

But before Shi Qian could attack, the little Taoist priest continued with a bowful face: "Moldy, ugly! I think my fate is good, but in fact I have a short life." Look at the bright clothes you wear, you must be hiding a traitor, and seeing that you are tall and strong, maybe you grew up eating grass! No wonder you look like a straw bag, a sin, a sin ......"

"You, you...... I ......" Shi Qian trembled with anger and couldn't say a word for a long time. Qingtian and Mi Zhe behind him couldn't laugh well, and even Quan Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, I can't imagine it! There is also a day when stones are counted. Fortunately, Senior Brother Wuzi went to do something, otherwise he would have to lose the dead. Haha-"

"Amitabha! Presumably this is the cause and effect of the stone!"

"Huh!"

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After a farce, Mi Zhe stepped forward and said, "Little Taoist, since what you said is so suspenseful, then you can help me calculate, what are we doing? As he spoke, he took out a piece of silver and played with it in his hand.

The little Taoist's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around and woke up the master and said, "Get up quickly, master, business is coming! ”

"What, silver, where is the silver?" the old Taoist priest immediately got up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and looked around...... On the street, four young men were looking at them with disdain.

"Hey, it's them! Hehe, that's interesting. The old Taoist priest was secretly surprised in his heart, coughed dryly, and immediately made an elegant appearance and said: "The old man does not quit, but he is a cloth cloth, and this is my disciple Fang Han." ”

After a pause, he looked at the other party's expressionlessness, and then said, "Presumably, the four are young heroes who have just come out of the rivers and lakes, right?"

"Gah!" everyone was stunned, and Mi Zhe was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Hehe!" Bu Qu laughed dryly twice and shook his head and sighed lightly, while Fang Han next to him took a step forward and said with a big grin: "My master is not a master, no one dares to call him the first in the physiognomy world." You haven't even heard his name, so isn't that a fledgling?"

"Isn't it?" everyone stared at each other and looked at each other again, but this old way doesn't look like the legendary master!

"Ahem!" He coughed twice again, and said: "The matter of fate, peeping into the heavens! Do the four little brothers want to anticipate the future, or do they want to know the blessings and misfortunes?"

Shi Qian said angrily: "Speaking is better than singing, do you know what we do? ”

Bu Qu smiled and squinted his eyes and said, "This is too simple, you don't need to be poor to know it." Now that the 'Musashi War' is in the wind and rain, the little brothers must have come for it, right? Besides, I also know that your elders sent you out. ”

"Uh! You know this?" Now everyone's interest came, Qingtian and Quanqing were still very calm, but Shi Qian and Mi Zhe hurriedly gathered in front of the white sail table and asked......

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At the corner of the street, several young people were surrounding a fortune teller asking this and that. The passer-by glanced at it and left, his eyes full of disdain. Only on the railing of the restaurant not far away, a man in a white robe was silently watching.

"Big brother, I don't understand, what is there to be to your attention about that old liar? It's a shame that you've been sitting here for half a day! Is it worth it? Why don't you go back and plan the "Musashi Dispute." The plain-clothed young man beside him said with some indignation.

"The 'Musashi Dispute' has been agreed, we will leave tomorrow, and there will be no variables for the time being...... "The man took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Tong Xiang, do you know? There are some people who do nothing but hide it. And the old fortune teller is exactly what I call the latter. There are some things that you will understand later. ”

"What?!just him?" the man named Tong Xiang was very surprised, although he trusted the man's words very much, he was still a little incredulous. His mood at this time must be the same as Shi Qian and the others at the beginning!

"Oh, you still don't believe it, don't let your eyes deceive you, you should remember that. ”

"Yes, big brother. Tong Xiang nodded solemnly.

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