Seeing that Lin Haoyu grabbed the fortune teller and didn't let go, everyone on the side of the road instantly surrounded him, gathering more and more, all wanting to watch the excitement.

Lin Haoyu saw that there were more and more onlookers, and he became more and more fearless, looking at the middle-aged Confucian as if he was watching a joke.

But what is very strange is that there is not the slightest panic in the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, there is just an indifference, the kind of indifference that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change.

However, Lin Haoyu was not in the mood to detect this indifference, in his opinion, no matter how much he pretended to be nothing, it was just that the god stick was exposed and wanted to deceive the onlookers once.

I only heard the middle-aged Confucian open his mouth, and his tone was flat with a sense of warmth: "This son said that I almost missed your business, and that business was three months ago, then please ask the son to talk carefully about the events of the day, if I can remember, I will definitely give the son a reasonable explanation." ”

Lin Haoyu sneered: "You can pretend to be calm." Three months ago, because I wanted to learn art from a teacher, I asked for a fairy fate in Qingxiayu, so I came to test a word and ask for an auspicious word. ”

As he spoke, Lin Haoyu felt that he was angry: "I wrote a total of two words, one 'teacher' and one 'home', but what you measured is simply contrary to reality! If I listened to you at that time, how can I find the fairy fate now? You say, if you are not a liar, what are you?"

When the middle-aged Confucian heard this, he smiled gently: "Childe is surprised by this, what I have measured is what to say, and it is not based on the hope of the guest." Could it be that if you don't fulfill the wish that the son is thinking, he will talk nonsense? That son still came to me to test the words!"

When the people around heard the middle-aged Confucian explain this, they immediately applauded again. Lin Haoyu's intuition turned red, and it was not a good phenomenon to be caught by a language loophole.

"Hearing Childe say this, I remembered. The middle-aged Confucian changed his words, "Three months ago, I did test those two words, and the results were indeed not good. I'm just a fortune teller, and I'm not playing a sign of hanging a pot to help the world, where is the reason to cheat you out of money?"

Lin Haoyu snorted and slapped the wooden table beside him, leaving a shallow palm print.

In any era, those who master high lethality are destined to be only a small number of people, and for ordinary toiling people, the distance between the rivers and lakes where Lin Haoyu is located and them is not much closer than the distance between Lin Chengzhao's immortal cultivation world and them.

Therefore, the sensation caused by this palm is far more powerful than the calm and even verbal sword of a fortune teller.

Looking at the surprised and even awe-inspiring eyes of the people around him, Lin Haoyu couldn't help but look at his face, and said with a smile: "Look, Lao Tzu's teacher has also gained a little." ”

The fortune teller did not look surprised at all, gently flicked the sleeves of his robe, and asked, "Are you really apprenticed? People have accepted you as an apprentice? Who recognized your Taoism?"

Lin Haoyu was dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to say for a while. In the past three months, in addition to being a little stronger than before, there is only a grasp of the state of mind left, and at the same time, he has also taken a second-hand immortal cultivation license, and even he doesn't know where his master is, and he is also rejected by the Guanlan Dao people.

He opened his mouth, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard the Confucian scholar speak again: "Perhaps, you have learned a little bit of Daomen's insignificant fur kung fu? Cultivating Qi, meditating on the mind, and relieving desires? Although there are some classics, I am afraid that you have not learned the chanting of scriptures, Taoist rituals, talismans, and scriptures in the hall, right? Are you sure that you are really a Taoist of Qingxia Guan? Or are you just a layman? Isn't this what I said at that time 'with a mouth but without a heart'?"

After speaking, the middle-aged Confucian shook his head, squeezed through the crowd and disappeared. Lin Haoyu opened his mouth and was stunned in place for a long time before he came back to his senses and cursed in a low voice:

"The god of death stick who pretends to be a god and a ghost, the master has only been in the world for three months, and what advanced methods can he learn? The second-hand immortal cultivation license burned it when he went back, and worshiped Guanlan Taoist as a teacher, who knows what kind of second-hand master who is not in the world, not in the world, is it still a god? However, hehe, this fortune teller's trick of taking people first is really good, and he will learn it in the future. ”

Thinking like this, Lin Haoyu's heart seemed to be pricked with a thorn, how did he think about it and feel that something was wrong.

Therefore, when he entered the Drunken Immortal Residence, he also seemed absent-minded when he listened to the guy report the name of the dish. In the end, the planned all-meat feast became a home-cooked meal with only two dishes and a pot of wine.

This meal, he ate the same taste as chewing wax, and there was no excitement and excitement of opening meat for the first time in three months.

After eating, he didn't wait for Xiao Er to come, and walked towards the inn where he stayed before entering Qingxia Temple. At that time, he was not sure if he really had the opportunity to enter the Qingxia Temple to cultivate immortals, so he wrote the address of his parents' reply to this inn.

Hurriedly entered the inn, ignoring Xiao Er's invitation, Lin Haoyu rushed straight to the counter, and said directly to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I lived here three months ago, and I told you when I left, if there is a reply from me, I will come back to pick it up." I don't know ......."

The shopkeeper saw that Lin Haoyu was wearing a Confucian shirt, and at a glance, he knew that he was a child of a rich family. Although he couldn't remember who Lin Haoyu was, he still asked respectfully: "This son, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, let the little old man check the accounts, and you can know." I don't know who the child's surname is, and who is it?"

Lin Haoyu only then remembered the procedures required to get the letter, patted his head, and said quickly: "Lin Haoyu, Crouching Tiger Village, Jianning Mansion, the shopkeeper will help check if there is any letter from me." I stayed here three months ago. ”

The shopkeeper nodded, said "Wait a minute" and opened the account to check. There is a lot of traffic in this inn, and there are many people, so if you want to go to the things stored here, it must be strictly controlled, otherwise a scoundrel will say that he has lost the gold of the whole altar, and then the inn will be closed down instantly.

After a while, the shopkeeper stopped and rummaged, raised his head and said, "It is a letter from Lin Haoyu, and the identity and address of the son are exactly the same." However, you have to take out the road guide and other things that can prove your identity, so that the little old man can pass by. ”

Lin Haoyu nodded yes, reached out and took out his identity certificate from the meat, and handed it to the shopkeeper along with twenty big coins. The shopkeeper smiled and accepted the money, checked his identity, and sent the letter back along with the certificate.

Finding a table in the lobby at random, Lin Haoyu couldn't wait to open the envelope. He had to read the end hastily, only to find that the letter was not written by his mother, but by his uncle, and his heart suddenly groaned.

Lin Haoyu barely suppressed the discomfort in his heart and began to read the letter word by word. But before he could read three lines, his uncle's cold tone in the letter made his heart feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

When he read that "because of your father's great mistake you have made, the clan has decided to think about it behind closed doors in the forbidden place, and I am afraid that there will be no future, and your mother is angry and leaves home, and vows not to come and go ......", he could no longer support it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, dyeing this page of letter red.

"There is a pig in the family, the pig is a pig, the view of the son into the pen vigorous, there is a sonorous and heroic appearance, the original meaning can have a sign of the dragon in the pig, the son was born in a rich family, food and clothing are worry-free, this is not to say, but this pig has a treasure cover to block, can not turn into a dragon and come out, it is expected that the son's family has changed due to different treasures, and there is a great opportunity for the predecessor to fall. The dichotomy of the character is a sign of the divorce of the parents, which is bright on the surface, but in fact it is ......"

The fortune teller's words rang in his heart word by word, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, smashing the paper directly!

"Can there be a sign of turning into a dragon...... But the family has a treasure cover to block, and it can't turn into a dragon, so it is expected that the son's family has changed due to different treasures, and there are seniors who have a great opportunity to fall......"

Grandpa's natural wealth is the first innate powerhouse of the great generation to break through the realm of forging bodies and reach the realm of breaking barriers, if it weren't for him Lin Haoyu overturning the oil lamp and provoking the empty monk, wouldn't he have already turned into a dragon and come out? And he, Lin Haoyu, in his grandfather's heart, is not a first-class treasure?!

The dichotomy of the character is a sign of the divorce of the parents. The surface is shiny, but in fact it is ......"

Isn't this sentence also a prophecy? I was born in the second room of the Lin family in Crouching Tiger Village, even if I look at the entire Jianning Mansion, this kind of background is rare, and my father is the eldest son of the second house, and he holds the authority, isn't it infinitely beautiful?

And now, the separation of his parents can be regarded as the loss of his biggest supporter. When he returned to the Lin family, his family law was strict, and he would definitely not give himself a chance to exploit loopholes, just look at the cold eyes he suffered at home for half a year, even if he went back, what could he do? Without the protection of his father, he might be poisoned to death by a resentful family!

Let's not say that my surname is Lin instead of Wang, just because my mother went back to her mother's house and was divorced in disguise, which made my mother's influence on the Wang family much less than before; just by looking at the cold tone of my uncle's reply, we can know that my mother's life at home is not easy!

"I ......" Lin Haoyu barely suppressed the backlash in his chest, and subconsciously ran the introductory method of "White Tiger Divine Formula" for a week, and then regardless of the blood stains on his clothes, he directly crushed the letter into pieces and threw it into the paper basket. Then he stood up and stumbled towards the restaurant in front of the drunken immortal.

"Find the master...... Ask him how he saved ......"

Lin Haoyu muttered these words unconsciously, only to feel a blur in front of him. And his heart has sunk to the bottom little by little.

"Since, since the things in the family have been said by him, then the matter of cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao ......"

So, on the street in front of the drunken fairy building, everyone looked at a young man with blood stains in front of his clothes as if he was crazy, and when they saw people, they asked: "Have you seen a middle-aged Confucian who is setting up a stall to tell fortunes", but it is late this day, how can anyone set up a stall to tell fortunes?

Lin Haoyu returned to the inn in despair, rented an upper room, and then said to himself, like a madman:

"Ordinary things, he can be right, but when it comes to cultivating immortals, he can't be right. Yes, he couldn't be right...... Tomorrow, I won't go to him early tomorrow morning, just go back to Qingxia Guan......"