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Xingchen asked Chimei, "Is there a market town around here?"

"Straight to the west, there are more than 300 miles, and there is a place called Sifang Town. There are many vendors and tourists, and it is very lively. Red eyebrows pointed westward.

Xingchen sacrificed the wind bamboo, and said with a smile: "It's only more than three hundred miles, you two can go with me!"

Xingchen took the two ghosts of Chimei and Wang Liang to the nearest market town to this Qinglian Villa, found a restaurant, ate and drank a good meal, stroked his stomach, carried a sword, and walked together.

Opposite this restaurant, it is precisely a shop that sells clothes, there are all kinds of fabrics, as well as all kinds of well-made clothes and skirts, Xingchen turned back to the red eyebrows, Wang Liang said: "I am no longer a Taoist priest now, I have to change my clothes, and your outfit must also be changed,

It's not good to dress so red and glamorous, it's too eye-catching. ”

Red eyebrows and Wang Liang nodded together and said: "I am willing to obey the king's arrangement, we have never changed our line, and now we have to change it!"

When Xingchen came out of the clothing store, he was already wearing a blue and white brocade and jade robe, which looked extremely gorgeous, and Red Mei and Wang Liang were also dressed in silk and jade satin, which was very decent, and they looked like rich merchants.

Xingchen took Chimei and Wang Liang to wander on the street, and when Chimei and Wang Liang first came to the market, they saw many pedestrians, but they were very scared and walked behind Xingchen tremblingly. Xingchen is also afraid that the two ghosts will have something wrong on this street, so they have repeatedly told them.

At that moment, an old woman suddenly came out of the street, she was over seventy years old, the flesh on her face and forehead was wrinkled, her eyes were small, as if they were flowers, and she could not see the road clearly, so that although she had a mahogany cane, she had to rely on her little granddaughter to walk

Help.

Her little granddaughter is also ** years old, with two pigtails, and she is born so cute and beautiful.

The old woman's body trembled, and she staggered as if she were about to fall to the ground with every step, and when the passers-by saw her, they all avoided her.

When Xingchen saw this, he was very sympathetic, and was about to give her the money in his pocket, when a group of officers and soldiers on red horses with black manes and tails galloped through the street and knocked the old woman to the ground. The old woman fell to the ground, snorted in pain, and fainted

Lost in the past.

Her little granddaughter lay on top of her and cried, which soon attracted countless onlookers, but no one was willing to come to her rescue. Some people are indeed incapable of saving people, while others are afraid of blackmail.

Xingchen's heart was sour, he walked over, gave the little girl a piece of silver, and said gently: "Little sister, you can take this money for the time being, take it to find a man for your grandmother, and see what the disease is, okay?" The little girl's teary eyes stared at Xingchen,

A little scared, she wanted the silver, but she didn't dare to reach for it, so Xingchen shoved the ingot of silver into her hand.

The little girl hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xingchen to thank her.

On a small stall across the street, there is a fortune teller, who holds a bamboo pole more than three zhang high, and a cloth banner is hung on the bamboo pole, on which is written two lines of italics: "The universe rotates, and the mysteries in the sky must not be penetrated." The roads are intertwined, and the mortal world is not

You have to stay", the fortune teller looked at Xingchen for a long time, and finally got up and walked towards Xingchen and the little girl.

The fortune teller put down the cloth and said to the little girl: "Little Nizi, don't cry, let the poor road see!"

The fortune teller approached the old woman, first pressed the acupuncture points on her heavenly spirit, and then put his two fingers on her eyebrows, and said, "Sheng!"

The old woman was actually breathing, and the fortune teller brushed the wide sleeves of her robe on her eyes, and a blue light flashed, and the old woman actually opened her eyes, but their eyes were not as muddy as before, but very clear.

The old woman sat up, and when she saw that it was the fortune teller who had saved her, she kowtowed with her little granddaughter and thanked her. The fortune teller lifted them both up, and took out the silver tael from his pocket and handed it to them.

The fortune teller handed the money out, but it was a wide, rough hand that took it.

When the fortune teller saw it, there was an eight-foot-tall man standing in front of him, he was very strong, with thick skin and thick meat, and he seemed to be very capable of fighting, followed by a few younger brothers, who were obviously the head snakes who collected protection money on the street.

The onlookers were also afraid of the snake, so as far as you said, I dispersed without a word, and the little girl and her mother-in-law also left quickly, leaving only Xingchen and Chimei and Wang Liang standing there.

"Old man, you haven't paid your protection money today, why are you here to show off your tricks?" the tall man touched his sparse stubble and crooked his mouth and smiled.

The fortune teller was stunned, then took out some broken silver from his pocket and said, "Take it!"

The tall man stretched out his hand to take the money, but he didn't want to leave, but leaned there, he tilted his head and looked at the fortune teller and said, "How can this money be enough, or you can tell me a fortune and make up for it." ”

The fortune teller said quietly: "I count the destiny of heaven, the destiny of the earth, the life and death, and the people, but I can't calculate your dog's life!"

The tall man seemed to be angry, and raised his fist to beat the fortune teller.

Seeing this, Xingchen wanted to draw his sword to help, but his hand just pressed the hilt of the sword, but was caught by the fortune teller, who grinned and said: "This man wants to beat the poor road, let him beat a few punches, and his anger will disappear!"

With that, the fortune teller sat cross-legged under the wall on the side of the street, closed his eyes, and remained motionless. The tall man, however, was secretly happy, and rushed forward and slammed his fist into the fortune teller's head.

"Ouch!" the tall man retracted his fist and screamed in pain, it turned out that he had smashed his fist on the wall, and he looked at the fortune teller again, and he was still sitting there, obviously he was smashed on the head, why did he smash it on the wall, this is too evil!

"Bring me a knife!" the tall man instructed the younger brother in the back, who hurriedly handed over a steel knife.

The steel knife was bright and dangling, and when he slapped the knife face, he made a clanging sound, only to see the tall man shouting: "Old man, pay attention, look at the knife." I saw him swing his steel knife violently, and cut off the fortune teller's head, and the shadow of the knife fell, and the fortune teller's head had already fallen to the ground.

Although the tall man saw the head of the man fall to the ground, he did not see any blood dripping on the ground, and there was no blood on the knife, so he was surprised to see the head of the man rolling around on the ground, and said in his mouth: "Hui". The head returned to the head of the priest.

The tall man was so frightened that his legs trembled, and his urine was about to come out, and he called out a monster in his mouth, and his brothers who were friends with foxes and dogs were about to escape, and the fortune teller pointed out: "Certain!"

The tall man and his brother seemed to have taken root, and they were fixed there motionless, and Xingchen felt that this was much more powerful than the demon talisman he had drawn.

I saw that the fortune teller said to the tall man: "It's too easy to let you go like this, since the poor road has calculated a dog life for you, you have to classify it as a dog life, otherwise this hexagram of the poor road is not a hexagram." "Say goodbye, point to the tall man, that one

A living person turned into a dog in an instant, a vicious dog that barked and couldn't speak.

Xingchen asked his magic weapon, "Is this fortune teller a monster?"

Life and death Fang said: "Master, he is not a monster, he is a heavenly manifestation, descending to the mortal world, his name is the Flying Locust Daoist, and he is my previous master." You can go with him, worship him as a teacher, and feel some great creation!"

"Flying locust Daoist?" Xingchen thought of the blind old man who was fishing in the deep pool, and it turned out to be him. But he was not blind, and his eyes were brighter and clearer than those of mortals.

The fortune teller said to the tall man, who had turned into a vicious dog, "If you can devote yourself to goodness, you will be restored in a year." I'll go first today!"

After speaking, I saw him carrying the guise of fortune-telling, shaking the bell in one hand, and shouting: "Divination is called fate, heaven and earth are yellow, the sun and the moon seek light, the Beidou is in the fan, the five yao avoid, the blessing and the curse of heaven, and the Taoist is boundless!"

Xingchen also hurried out.

Xingchen followed very close in the city, and when he reached the outside of the city, he followed far away, because he was afraid that the locusts would find him.

The flying locust man did not fly with a sword, but only swayed and walked slowly.

As he walked, he hid into a bamboo forest. Xingchen hurriedly followed, but he couldn't see him anymore, and the red eyebrows and Wang Liang also followed with a gasp, and said, "Wang, you are running in such a hurry, how can you keep up with the little ones!"

Xingchen looked around blankly and said, "It's strange, why did this fortune teller suddenly disappear." ”

"Hehehe", a burst of laughter frightened the flying locust Daoist who appeared behind Xingchen.

"Why did the little Taoist follow me, with two ghosts without yang energy by his side?" the flying locust Taoist asked.

Xingchen was secretly shocked in his heart, this flying locust Taoist was really profound, and he suddenly found that the two of Red Mei and Wang Liang were not mortals, but ghosts from the underworld, so he arched his hand and said: "Holy Immortal, although these two who follow me are ghosts, they have been good, and they have surrendered to obedience, so."

There is no need to worry about it harming the world. ”

"If the little Taoist friend has nothing else to do, the poor Dao will go first!" the flying locust Taoist turned around and wanted to leave.

Xingchen stepped forward and stopped him and said: "Just now I saw that the Dao of the Holy Immortal is profound, and I must be refining the channel technique, so I sincerely came to worship you as a teacher, and I want to learn one or two kinds of Dao techniques to prepare for the demon subduing demons." ”

The Flying Locust Daoist smiled and said, "You only want to cultivate one or two Dao techniques, which is not demanding, as long as you are not greedy, how about I teach you dozens of Dao techniques?"

As he spoke, the Flying Locust Daoist took out a yellowed silk scroll from his sleeve and said: "Poor Dao sees that you are pious and kind, and you have compassion, there are twelve kinds of Dao techniques on it, you take it, and practice it yourself, if you succeed in learning, come to see me again in the future, and Poor Dao will teach you more."

The Dao Immortal Technique. ”

Xingchen was overjoyed when he heard this, took the scroll and knelt down to thank him, and then asked, "Master, if I finish my studies, where will I find you?"

The Flying Locust Daoist smiled and said, "As long as you face the land of the rising stars, the sunset, call me the Dharma name, and you will find me, my Dharma name is the Flying Locust Daoist!" As he spoke, he took out a two-finger-long locust from his pocket, threw the locust on the ground, and recited two incantations, and the locust changed

The size of a horse, the Flying Locust rode on, and the locust flapped its wings and disappeared without a trace.