Chapter 112: Divination Gua, deceive and deceive, devise clever plans and become famous throughout the city (1)

Author: Fu Jiangshan

Chapter 112: Divination Gua, deceive and deceive, devise clever plans and become famous throughout the city (1)

Wan Jianfeng jumped out of the high wall of the county government office and walked alone in the silent night under the hazy moonlight. Murong Yunyao's firm face kept appearing in his mind, and what she said to her: "You stinky beggar, I am

After the girl is a dignified founding father, if I leave with you like this, I will be a fugitive for the rest of my life. I will not bear this kind of infamy!"

Wan Jianfeng frowned and smiled bitterly, "Little witch, I must have owed you money in my previous life, and I have to pay it back in this life. I don't know how much I owe you, but you have given me such a difficult problem."

How can I, a poor beggar, get the superior county magistrate and Du Qianha to apologize to you?"

He kept thinking hard, and unknowingly he had gone a long way. He wanted to find a cheap inn to stay first, but his legs seemed to be out of control, and he passed by several inns without realizing it.

Jianfeng himself didn't know where he was going, but it seemed that only by running through the quiet streets and alleys in the dead of night could he relieve the distress and helplessness in his heart.

The cold moonlight pours down on every street and alley in the city. There is not even a pedestrian on the bustling streets during the day, and the doors and windows of every house are dark, without even a trace of light.

In addition to the dead silence, the night makes people feel an inexplicable sadness.

Wan Jianfeng allowed the strong wind brought up by the decisive battle to roar and flutter his bulky clothes. The night wind blew his cheek like a knife, but his pace did not slow down at all. At this time, he was like a string.

The sharp arrow is like a galloping horse, more like a gust of wind. It looks free and unrestrained, but in fact freedom is full of fetters. No matter how fast or far you run, you will never be able to escape the entanglements in your heart.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared in the middle of the empty long street. Seeing someone in front of him, Wan Jianfeng quickly wanted to stop, but he was running too fast. He couldn't stop for a moment, and suddenly rushed toward that person.

A white figure flew past.

Wan Jianfeng was so frightened that he exclaimed loudly, but the white figure did not seem to see him at all, nor did he hear his call. It seemed that he was not afraid of his lightning-like approach, and did not even move.

Move even a tiny bit.

In the lightning flash, Wan Jianfeng was less than half a foot away from the white figure. His pace had also slowed down slightly, but it was still extremely fast and fierce. Wan Jianfeng hurriedly shouted: "Brother in front, hurry up.

Get out of the way! Otherwise, I will not be responsible for this young hero crashing you!"

Before Wan Jianfeng finished speaking, he was almost pressed against the white figure. He was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and could only resign himself to his fate. But at the moment when the two were about to collide, Wan Jianfeng suddenly felt that he

His body was twisted by a strong and soft force, and the incoming force that he could not control just now was easily neutralized by this person.

The white figure slowly opened his mouth and said: "Infinite Blessings Lord, why is this little benefactor walking so fast in the middle of the night? Fortunately, you bumped into a poor man, otherwise if you hit someone else, wouldn't you be committing karma?"

Wan Jianfeng felt that his voice was as cold as moonlight and as warm as spring breeze. It was refreshing and refreshing, but he dared not disobey it. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the white figure with a smile,

I was completely stunned for a moment.

I saw this man with a face like a crown jade, sword-shaped eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and five strands of ink beard floating in the wind under his chin. He was wearing Bagua fairy clothes, holding a fly whisk, and walking on cloud shoes. Under the moonlight, his whole body seemed to be exuding a cold holy glow. .Although he is over forty years old, the years do not seem to have left many traces on him. He is still as handsome and elegant as when he was young, elegant and elegant, like an immortal who may fly away in the wind at any time.

After a long while, Wan Jianfeng slowly came back to his senses and asked: "You, you must have descended from heaven to earth to save people in need, right?" As he spoke, his legs went weak and he knelt down to this person.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest smiled slightly and said, "The poor Taoist is not a god, so the little donor does not have to be like this?" His smile was so kind and kind, like a relative he had not seen for many years, and Wan Jianfeng suddenly felt that half of the worries in his heart had disappeared.

He asked curiously: "You are really not a god, then who are you?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked Wan Jianfeng up and down, and then said leisurely: "The poor Taoist Chen Tuan studied Shuiyun Pavilion in his early years. Later, he became enlightened with the Taoist ancestor Chen Tuan and was given the title of 'Shou Zheng'."

Wan Jianfeng scratched his head and seemed to remember something, "Have you ever been in Shuiyun Pavilion? Then do you know Yun Yimo from Shuiyun Pavilion? I heard that he can call the wind and rain, summon gods and ghosts, if he hadn't died early, , I have gone to Lianxia Mountain to learn from him a long time ago. And his son Yun Zixiao is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he is also good at deceiving people. I don’t know what kind of smoke is coming from the Yun family’s ancestral grave. Son, what kind of people have come out of this generation?"

When Chen Tafa heard the two names mentioned by Wan Jianfeng, a myriad of emotions appeared in his eyes for a moment, but then he returned to calmness and only said: "I have heard a little about the names of these two donors, but I don't know what the donors want." What does Pindao mean when he mentions these two people?"

Wan Jianfeng said with a smile: "I heard that Shuiyun Pavilion is just like those old ladies at the head of the village. They don't ask about anything. I also want to ask them to ask about my father, but I heard that Shuiyun Pavilion has been there for many years. I was scared to death by Song Jun a while ago. Thanks to a man I met a few days ago, he said that my father was abducted by an old man. I finally know that he is still alive, but I don’t know that we can only meet each other in the year of the monkey? "

Chen Tafa nodded slightly, "So that's it. Since you have traveled with your Taoist friend, you should probably be safe and sound. The donor does not need to be anxious. I will help you ask in a few days, and I will help you and reunite your family within a year." "

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Wan Jianfeng was so happy that he couldn't even slap his hands. He patted his head and said: "Thank you, thank you! If you can really help me find my father, I will go to the river to catch two big fish and give him You grill the fish and eat it!”

Chen Tafa smiled faintly and said: "I have always lived a simple life, and there is a pond next to Yuntai Temple where I live, so there is no need to trouble my little friend."

Wan Jianfeng raised his head to look at the sky, cupped his hands and said, "Okay, it's already getting late, so I won't delay you on your way. If we are destined to meet again in the future, let's meet again." He pointed his toes and continued to walk towards the world. Go forward.

Chen Tafa waved his dust fly and blocked Wan Jianfeng's path, "Little friend, I can see that there is an evil spirit between your eyebrows. I wonder if your relatives and friends are in trouble right now?"

When Wan Jianfeng heard this, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he said in disbelief: "Let me go, you are really amazing? Could it be that you are a semi-immortal, and you can pinch me?"

Chen Tafa nodded, then shook his head, "Pindao can indeed pinch and count, but his half-immortal body is a bit overrated. If you want to save your friend from prison, just follow Pindao not far away. I want to stay at Zixiao Temple for two days. If you don’t want to, I’ll go there right now.”

Wan Jianfeng hurriedly grabbed Chen Tafa's arm. Chen Tafa's pure white Taofa robe immediately left a few black fingerprints, "I think, I think! You must not leave,

No matter what, we must save that little witch Murong Yunyao!"

Chen Tafa was slightly startled, and there was a wave of inexplicable emotions in his eyes, which seemed to be recalling the happy past, but also recalling the unbearable past. After a long time, he said calmly: "Little friend, your friend's surname is Murong.

?”

Wan Jianfeng nodded, "Yes, this little witch is amazing! She is the daughter of Murong Yanzhao, the founding father of the Song Dynasty, and her name is Murong Yunyao."

Chen Tafa pondered for a moment and asked: "How old is your friend this year?"

Wan Jianfeng thought hard for a long time before saying: "I can't really tell the girl's age, and she didn't tell me, but she looks about twenty."

Chen Tafa counted with his fingers, and then murmured to himself: "It's impossible. Murong Yanzhao didn't marry a wife twenty years ago. Where did he get his daughter? Could it be that this Murong Yunyao is the same as Zixiao Xiandi back then?

Are they all other people’s abandoned babies?”

When Wan Jianfeng saw Chen Tafa talking to himself in a low voice, he pricked up his ears curiously to listen, but the two were so close, and he still didn't hear a word. When he first met Chen Tafa, he

She felt that he was like a god, and she believed from the bottom of her heart that he could not only rescue Murong Yunyao, but also help him find his father, Wan Mengsheng. For the first time in his life, Wan Jianfeng suppressed his curiosity and did not ask.

Chen Tafa thought for a long time before he came back to his senses and said: "Little friend, let's leave now so that Pindao can help you rescue your friend earlier."

Wan Jianfeng nodded excitedly, pointed to the way he came, and said, "I tied the donkey at the yamen gate. Come back when I go." As he said that, he started using his Qinggong and reached the end of the long street in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Wan Jianfeng came back on his donkey. He came to Chen Tafa, got off the donkey, smiled at Chen Tafa, and said, "Please get on the donkey!"

"Thank you, little friend." Chen Tafa said, tapping his toes slightly, and his body floated up. His large Taoist robe was blown by the breeze, like an elegant white cloud. Then, he gently landed on the donkey's back, and fell into the air.

He picked up the reins and headed straight towards the city gate.

Wan Jianfeng was dumbfounded when he saw his agility and elegant demeanor. The donkey carried Chen Tafa for a long distance, and Wan Jianfeng slowly came back to his senses. He shouted loudly, "Wait a minute."

Me!" while quickly chasing him in the direction he was going.
Chapter completed!