Laoshan Taoist Chapter 63: Lingshi Yuan Shoucheng

　　 "Damn it! It's really hateful! Who on earth is it good for me?"

　　In the elegant and luxurious wing, the man in the brocade robe slapped the table vigorously, jumped and cursed, his face was full of anger.

　　 "Don't you mean that you have boundless powers, killing people invisible, and taking human lives easily? Why do you repeatedly lose? You asked me for money, but what did I ask you to do? Did you do it?"

On the chair beside 　　, there was a black-clothed Taoist man with a gloomy face and frowning frown. Facing the luxurious man's curse, he didn't say a word.

　　"Five days, only five days! Lao Tzu's time is not much, when the time comes, the undead gang will pass the position to him, not to mention the silver, the fart will not get one! Neither will the rest of the commission, Lao Tzu. Will give it to you."

　　 The man flicked his sleeves, angrily, anxious and annoyed in his heart.

　　 "The lord can rest assured, five days are enough, I don't believe that when he is not in the order, when I restore my mana, I will succeed."

　　 The black-clothed Taoist was full of suffocation, and said angrily.

　　 The practice last night cost him a lot of cultivation base. In addition, his spells are connected to the body, and after being cracked by the expert around the opponent, he has suffered a lot of damage, and he hates it like the roots of his teeth.

　　 For so many years, the black-clothed Taoist has never been as disadvantaged as it is now. It is a shame to be frustrated several times.

　　 Anyway, this matter must be investigated clearly. He wanted to see who dared to oppose him.

　　 "I hope you can give me a little surprise! It really doesn't work, I can only give it away!"

　　As long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't mind using tricks.

　　……

　　 When he returned home that day, Wang Yan took a good rest for a day.

　　 Early the next morning, a young man knocked on the door of the Wang’s courtyard, claiming to be Yu’s servants, saying that they had found the fortune teller, so he came to report and ask him to go there for a while.

　　Wang Yan listened, took Feijian, and followed the young man.

　　 went straight to the Jinhua Niangniang Temple in the south of the city. When Yu Renxia got the news, he was already waiting here, and when he saw him, he hurried forward to greet him.

　　 There are people coming and going on the street, but it's not as lively as the temple fair.

　　"Lao Qi, you came just right. This is the one who stopped me for fortune-telling the other day! The servant stayed here for the past two days. Seeing him out to set up a stall this morning, he immediately notified me. After several identifications, No mistake!"

　　 Yu Renxia pointed to the Gua Tan not far in front and spoke.

　　 Wang Yan looked around and saw a simple hexagram stall under an old locust tree on the left outside the temple. A gentleman who was about fifty years old and had a goatee was sitting in the stall first. , A relaxed and contented look.

　　"Well! He even dared to set up a stall here. It can be seen that it is a personal thing, but since this person can predict the good and bad luck of his brother-in-law in advance, it must not be easy. People come and have a look!"

　　 Wang Yan gave the order, and the three or five domestic servants Qi Qiyiyan in the rear obeyed, and the two walked side by side, striding towards the Guatan.

　　 just got to the opposite side, the gentleman laughed and got up to greet him.

　　 "The two are here, but I have been waiting for a long time! This mate, I am not wrong, I must be restless in these three days."

　　 Upon hearing this, Yu Renxia was shocked and looked at Wang Yan next to him.

　　 "Listening to Mr.'s tone, it seems that I knew we were coming!"

　　Wang Yan was not welcome, and sat down directly on the bench outside the booth, and asked rhetorically.

　　 "Hahaha! What's the matter? Just do the calculations, everything is under control! I think this grandfather's full body of fairy spirit, I'm afraid it comes from the Eastern Fairy Mountain!"

　　 The man laughed a lot, and before opening his mouth, he directly told Wang Yan's origin.

　　 At this time, even Wang Yan had to be a little surprised.

　　Mount Lao is on the coast of the East China Sea. He has indeed returned from the East.

　　 "Dare to ask Mr. Who is sacred? Does the disaster on my brother-in-law have anything to do with you? What are you trying to do?"

　　 Wang Yan questioned Sanlian, his tone also looked a little gloomy.

　　 "Little friends, don’t worry, there is no malice in you, but life is compelling, so I have to come out and go out and eat with craftsmanship!"

　　 There was always a smile on the human face, and then he explained.

　　"The catastrophe of this mate is indeed calculated in the next, but although he has died within three days, but the hit has the help of noble people, and it can also turn the evil into the good, presumably this little friend is him Noble."

　　Wang Yan gave a "Oh", seemingly disapproving.

　　"That’s the case, I remember that my husband said that my brother-in-law would die within three days. You also asked him for thirty taels of silver and said that there is a way to help him overcome disasters. Now he is a living station. In front of you, in this way, is the husband's hexagrams accurate?"

　　 As soon as these words came out, the man sighed slightly, and looked at Wang Yan with bitter eyes, as if he was saying why he was so ignorant. Do you have to speak clearly? Isn't this letting him smash his own job?

　　 How can he make money if he doesn’t speak harder?

　　Who would have expected that this kid Yu Renxia didn't believe in evil, and his kind advice was completely ignored, and he wouldn't take it at all.

　　 It's a good hand to judge good and bad luck and predict bad luck, but depending on the person's ability, it is indeed worse.

　　"Some things are boring if they are too clear. They are all for the sake of eating and eating. There is no need to get to the bottom. Don’t you see me clearly written on this banner, "Divine means and wonderful calculations"! This is good and bad, then But I have a great skill."

Mr.　　 said as he pointed to the flag banner hanging nearby.

　　 It was just to see that Wang Yan and the two were still unbelieving, almost full of eyes looking at the gods, as if to say that today's things were not clear, he didn't even want to leave.

　　 At the moment, I can't help but feel a little helpless.

　　 After all, his appearance of rhetoric is indeed too much like a liar.

　　"It’s better to tell a story to the two of you. I don’t know if you have ever heard of it. It is said that forty years ago, there was an old gentleman in the capital who was very accurate in fortune-telling. The 16th floor, the eighteenth floor of the Underworld Mansion, it can be said to know everything~IndoMTL.com~Everything knows!"

　　"There was a dragon king at the time. After hearing this, he was dissatisfied and turned into a mortal. He came to the shore and made a special bet with the old gentleman, asking him when it would rain? How much rain? How many millimetres inside and outside the city? If the calculation is inaccurate, he will smash his stall and ruin his reputation!"

　　 "The old gentleman immediately calculated that there will be rain the next day, and it is clear and plain about the number of rains."

　　"You think! The one who bet with him is the Dragon King. He is in his own hands when it rains and everything, so he thinks it is a winning streak. After a while, the Jade Emperor ordered him down, and he was really caught by the old gentleman. In the calculation, the number of rains is not bad at all, which surprised the Dragon Palace Aquarium."

　　"Later, in order to be able to win against the opponent, the Dragon King did not hesitate to disobey the holy order and adjust the amount of rain privately, which caused the capital to be flooded. "

　　 After the story was told, Yu Renxia fell into deep thought, as if he was reminiscing about something, this legend, he had heard someone tell it.

　　Wang Yan is even more puzzled and feels very familiar. Isn't this the story of Wei Zhengmeng killing the old dragon in Jinghe in "Journey to the West"?

　　 These classic storylines are already imprinted in their minds, and they are naturally unforgettable.

　　 "So, what do you want to express?"

　　Wang Yan looked at the opponent, slightly cautious in his expression.

　　 "Hey hey! Let's not hide the two! The old gentleman in the story is the master of Xia. Therefore, regarding the method of arithmetic, we are no better than ordinary warlocks in Xia. We are professionals in the profession!"

　　 The man chuckled and stroked his beard twice with his right hand.

　　 "That's it! Mr. Master, is it Yuan Shoucheng?"