Not long after, there was another commotion downstairs, which turned out to be a search for thieves who had broken into the palace, and until the next morning, there were still patrolling soldiers in the streets dt.com

Looking at the street, the pedestrians are sparsely populated, their expressions are tense, and there is a sense of depression and defeat.

Sikong Zhan didn't need to think much to guess that it was very likely that Wu Mu's suicide note was destined to be fetched with a bamboo basket - an empty matter, he didn't have much spare time to pay attention to, I am afraid that the painting about the clues was already lying in the secret room of Qu Lingfeng in Niujia Village.

"Senior, who is so bold as to dare to break into the palace at night?" Xinlan was both curious and excited.

Sikong Zhan took a sip of tea before he said: "The master of the art is bold, not to mention, the garrison ...... of the Great Song Palace" Speaking of this, he shook his head disdainfully, and his expression was self-evident.

Xinlan smiled heartily and said in her heart: "I'm afraid that only a great master like Master's predecessor has this tone." ”

"Senior, let's go to Jinniu Temple today"

Sikong Zhan was puzzled.

"It is rumored that during the Xianhe period of the Jin Dynasty, the mountains and rivers were surging into the West Gate, and suddenly there was a cow in the water and saw that it was golden. Later, when the water receded, the ox followed him to the North Mountain, where he did not know. The common people thought that the gods were manifested, so they built the Golden Bull Temple. The preaching is divine, and you have nothing to do, so we might as well go there. "Heart blue blinking, eyes empty.

"I have been to the West Lake Poor Road a few times, this Golden Bull Temple has never been to be, this morning is a encounter, what is the magic of the Golden Bull Temple. Sikong Zhan was playful and immediately agreed.

Neither of them is a procrastinator, and they will leave when they say they will leave.

Jinniu Temple is located in the former peak ridge, the incense has been flourishing, can be described as the first temple of Hangzhou Prefecture, with almost the same status of fame, only the same was built in the first year of Xianhe, west of the West Lake, located in the Lingyin Temple of Feilai Peak.

The name of Lingyin Temple, Sikong Zhan's past and present lives are like thunder, especially the mad monk Daoji in the temple, he can say some relevant things with his eyes closed, and there is no duplicate.

In the past, he heard Zuo Nanxu say that there was a lack of aura here, and there were not many masters, but he could go down the mountain and see what kind of green snake and white snake Fahai Jigong or something, he was completely confused, what kind of trouble is this, he can only say that the water here is deep.

Soon, Sikong Zhan and the two came to the front of the Jinniu Temple, and saw that the pilgrims were coming and going, and they were prosperous.

Different from Xinlan, Sikong Zhan came purely with the mentality of playing, without a stick of incense, casually circled, came out of the temple gate, and was attracted by the fortune teller in the secluded place in the corner outside.

It's not what the man looks like, it's what he says. He is only middle-aged, with a peaceful temperament, which gives people a very convincing feeling.

"Sir, I won't hide it from you, I have a concubine, and I have recently become pregnant, but I am a lot older, and I always feel not very at ease, so I hereby come to you to count a hexagram, is the child mine, is it a man or a woman?"

The fortune teller didn't say a word, picked up three copper coins, threw six times in a row, drew a symbol for each throw, divided into less yin and less yang and old yin and old yang, according to the yin and yang, set the six lines, divided into inside and outside, don't change the hexagram, and finally the calculation was completed.

Stroking his beard and head, he said with a smile: "Old man, be relieved, that child is yours, congratulations on your son." ”

Hearing what Mr. said, the old man's expectant look suddenly became pleasantly surprised, paid the hexagram money, and left happily.

The old man of Sikong Zhan Longzhong was a little unbearable, he was like that, he didn't believe that he still had the ability to have children, and he didn't know what to say to the hateful liar here.

"For the safety of the people's money, let the poor road expose the true face of the liar. ”

With a lofty goal, Sikong Zhan walked up to the fortune teller step by step and said, "Hey, you say, is that child really his?"

The gentleman glanced at Sikong Zhan, who was clearly looking for fault, and said very simply: "Of course not." ”

"What about you?" Sikong Zhan was a little dumbfounded, why didn't you follow the routine.

"I just lied to him. The gentleman's tone was very affirmative, and he said confidently.

It's too direct, when the liar reaches this level, Sikong Zhan is speechless, only admiration remains, he is looking for fault, and he is stirred up by others, and he has lost his anger unconsciously, and he can't help but wonder, could it be that there is something hidden in it.

As if empty thoughts, the gentleman continued: "Those who seek illusions get illusions, those who seek truth get truth, those who believe have it, and those who don't believe it have nothing." ”

"It's really pretending. ”

Sikong Zhan pouted in his heart, but he also understood the deep meaning, people often say, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is greater. The old man has come to have a son, and now he has got what he wants, how can he not be happy.

But if you tell him the truth and say that the child is not yours, don't think about it, it is not difficult to guess, the concubine and the child in the womb of the family will definitely not be able to keep it, even the old man himself, maybe he will not be able to bear the blow and die.

The cruel truth, the happy lie, who can sort it out!

After a moment of silence, Sikong Zhan sighed and said, "Alas, is this the legendary white lie?" ”

The gentleman was stunned, although this sound very unpleasant, but it was very reasonable, and he couldn't help but be silent.

Teaching others but being cleaned up by others, it is really a good thing to die before the teacher is born, Sikong Zhan is a little embarrassed, he is not a person with a small belly, and asked curiously: "Then, is the child a man or a woman?

"The child is a man, I didn't lie to him. "Mr. is still breezy and calm, and there are no waves in the ancient well.

"I didn't expect you to have some confidence, but there is no evidence, whether the matter is true or false, and then the truth will come out. Sikong Zhan breathed a sigh of relief unknowingly, and even he unconsciously hoped that this person was not an impostor.

Sir, Sikong Zhan rolled his eyes and said, "How about you calculate it for me?"

"What?"

"Count if I can become an immortal and attain the Tao?" Sikong Zhan asked his ultimate goal.

"I can't count it, whether you can become an immortal and attain the Tao, you should ask yourself, I am only a matter of red dust. The gentleman glared at Sikong Zhan, and his face was not very >good

Sikong Zhan also felt that his question was a bit big and unreliable, so he changed his words and said, "Then what trouble will you have recently?"

The gentleman tossed the copper coin, and after six times, he said: "Forgive me for being lowly in my skills, and I can't count it." ”

"Why is that?" asked Sikong Zhan.

"If you can't calculate, you can't calculate, there are so many things in the world that can't be calculated, don't care, maybe your life is expensive, maybe you have great luck, maybe you are entangled in cause and effect, maybe you are too evil, maybe ......"

"Sir, why are you closing the stall?" Listening to this, Sikong Zhan felt that something was wrong.

"The three trigrams a day are full. ”

Sikong Zhan paid the money with interest, watched Mr. leave, and whispered: "It's a strange person!"