When Xu Tong heard what the old man said, his face turned cold at first, but soon returned to normal. Even if it was just for a moment, the old man could see clearly.
After the old man finished speaking, he paused deliberately, waiting to see if Xu Tong would get angry. If he did, he would get up and leave. It was his fault that Meng Lang was overjoyed and forgot the truth behind simple words.
But Xu Tong didn't get angry after all, because he knew that he and the fool were not from the same world after all, and would be separated sooner or later. He just listened to the old man's words, and there seemed to be other reasons.
He picked up the teapot on the table and made half a cup of tea for the old man. He picked up the cup and said, "I am a well-informed old man. Please give me some advice. It would be disrespectful to replace wine with tea."
Seeing that Xu Tong didn't get angry, the old man felt relieved. He even said he didn't dare. He took a sip of tea and then said in a low voice: "Three shortcomings and five shortcomings. Three souls go away. Although your brother is crazy."
It’s silly, but it’s also a blessing. The village guards don’t have to worry about eating or drinking.”
"You still know this!"
Xu Tong was shocked. Most of the things he didn't see were what he saw in books. How could this old man see it at a glance?
"I am not a Jianghu person, but I have also been in the Jianghu."
The old man grinned and lifted up his trousers. Xu Tong saw that the old man's left leg was actually a prosthetic leg.
"It turns out to be senior." Xu Tong handed over his hand again.
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." The old man waved his hand quickly, then changed his voice and pointed at the fool sitting next to his granddaughter holding an iron box.
"Although the village guard is stupid, he is also a person registered under the City God. Once he has accumulated enough merits, the City God will take him back and reincarnate. Look at the red light surging on this little brother's seal. I'm afraid
The merits must be enough quickly, and those who do good deeds will be rewarded in the next life."
When Xu Tong heard this, he looked back and saw that the fool's forehead was indeed much rosier than that of ordinary people, and it really gave people a special feeling.
He didn't doubt the old man's words, because he remembered what Zhou Huasheng said in the second script world.
Whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or even any mainstream religion in the world.
In the end, what they seek is not life, but death.
A way of death that is difficult for normal people to understand, such as Taoist enlightenment and Buddhist nirvana, to complete the last step of life goals and achieve perfection.
"Then how long do you think my brother has left?"
Xu Tong's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't live without Fool now. Whether it was out of selfishness or reluctance, Fool was a trump card. Especially in the future, the master would be plotted by a fairy stake. Only a village guard like Fool could solve the problem.
When it comes to finding other village guardians, on the one hand it is difficult to find them, but what if you find them? On the other hand, if you find them, they may not be willing to help you.
So if possible, he didn't want the fool to leave him, at least not for now.
"Well...it depends on fate."
The old man touched his beard. He could only see so much. No matter how much he knew, he couldn't say anything. He could only say that it depends on the fool's luck. If you are lucky, you may just do a good deed after going out and you will be satisfied.
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If he is unlucky, he may have to wait several years before he encounters the opportunity that makes him happy.
"so!"
Xu Tong's eyes flashed, and he finally let out a long sigh. Although he had ways to perfect the delaying fool, such as locking him up in a dark place, so that he would not have that chance.
But he couldn't do such a thing. As the old man said, everything can only depend on fate.
While the two were talking for a while, the banquet and food had already begun to be served.
Xu Tong wanted to treat the old man and the others to eat more, but he didn't expect the old man to take out a bowl himself, put some food in the bowl with serving chopsticks, and then stood up to leave.
Xu Tong hurriedly wanted to stay, but the old man held back his hand and said, "Master, you are very happy today. The little old man is here to bring bad luck. This meal should be regarded as a reward to the little old man. Our green mountains will not change and the water will flow forever.
If you need a place where I can be of use to you in the future, you can look for me on the outskirts of the city at the intersection of Huayuan Road."
"this……"
Xu Tong could also see that even though this old man was not a person in the world, he was by no means an ordinary person. Just when he was about to take out some money, the old man saw the insight and quickly covered his hand and said: "No, I have no chance of wealth in this life."
, I will be satisfied if I can have descendants.”
As he spoke, the old man glanced at the girl, the nasolabial folds at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together, and there was indescribable doting in his eyes.
When Xu Tong saw this, he understood and no longer wanted to keep the old man.
After the two people left, he sat on the chair and frowned. He glanced at the fool for a while and saw that he was still waiting for him eagerly. He curled his lips and said, "What do you want? Eat quickly. Eat and drink enough. Let's go to the bathhouse."
Let me give you a good bath here."
Not to mention Xu Tong's side, in a broken courtyard on the other side, a group of people were sitting under the shade of a tree and eating watermelon. This group of people was none other than Mr. Ji Ming, Monk Ming and others.
While everyone was eating the melon, they heard a violent sound of retching coming from the house behind them. Everyone paused for a moment and waited until the sound of retching was over before continuing to eat.
"Buzz!!"
Not long after, the door was pushed open, and a young man dressed in black and lightly dressed walked out of the house.
The young man came to the crowd, took out a piece of paper, glanced at the people in front of him, flipped through it, and then handed the paper to Monk Ming: "Let the pharmacy prepare the medicine according to the prescription."
Monk Ming took it and looked at the prescription. He raised his brows slightly and before everyone could see clearly what medicine was written on it, he quickly stuffed it into his arms, took two mouthfuls of watermelon, got up and walked out.
"The head injury was serious this time." The speaker's feet were wrapped in gauze. He was the ghost porter who was severely injured by Xu Tong with paper nails and salt. He said that he did not forget to glance at the person behind him.
Room.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Urgent asked, "It's strange. When I came back last night, my head and face didn't look injured. Why did I suddenly vomit blood in the middle of the night?"
The young man didn't respond. He sat down and picked up a piece of watermelon and started eating it. On a hot day, eating cold watermelon in your mouth is the best way to cool down.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Mr. Urgent simply stood up and said, "Let me take a look."
As a result, just as he was about to take a step, the young man spit out a watermelon seed, and with a "bang!" sound, a small hole as big as a thumb was made in front of the urging man's foot.
This caused Mr. Meng, who had his other foot raised in the air, to have his face flicker in and out of focus. He remained motionless and looked askance at the young man.
After a moment, the young man said calmly: "As I said, he has relapsed and needs to rest for a few days. Anyone who dares to disturb him will be made into a puppet."
After hearing this, Mr. Urgent took his feet back, and his expression was finally not as ugly as before.
"This is for you. I want you to go to Feng Lai Tower and tell the shopkeeper to spread the news that the boy may have fragments of the fairy treasure on his body. If necessary, we can work together to get rid of this boy. I don't want to see him again.
"
The young man said and handed a dark wooden sign to Mr. Ji Ming. When he saw the wooden sign, Mr. Ji Ming's eyes lit up. This is Feng Lai Lou's tea sign. It seems inconspicuous, but with this sign, you can go to the tea table.
On the third floor, I met the unpredictable big shot, the big boss behind Feng Lai Tower.
This is an opportunity that comes only once and for all. Rumor has it that anyone who can meet the big boss can exchange this tea card for two things with the big boss.
Since the young man only said one thing, the remaining thing can naturally be understood as a reward for himself.
At this moment, Mr. Urging's discomfort disappeared and he shouted into the room: "Boss, I'm going right now."
After saying that, he ignored Hun Jianglong and the ghost porters and walked out of the yard.
Hun Jianglong was still eating the melon, eating very slowly, but he placed every watermelon seed neatly on the table.
The ghost porter seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't dare to say anything or ask. He could only eat the melon until it was all gone.
Hun Jianglong took out a stack of banknotes and continued: "To the west of the Drum Tower, there is a medicine shop. It is a true disciple of the famous doctor Li Zhan. Go and have a look. Don't let your feet suffer any sequelae."
The ghost porter heard this without saying a word, wiped it on his clothes a few times, took the money and ran out of the yard on crutches.
After everyone had left, it took a while before the door was pushed open, and a man with scars on his face walked out and sat down with the help of Hun Jianglong.
"Cough cough cough..."
The man looked to be in his forties, but his face was covered in hideous scars. In addition to knife wounds, his face was mostly burned by fire.
His mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted, and he looks neither human nor ghost. No wonder he wears a mask to show off to others.
"It's so quiet now that they're all gone."
After Qian Shu finished speaking, he couldn't stop coughing a few more times, and his eyes became sinister for a moment: "This kid can't be kept. I originally wanted to torture him for a while by sitting on a fairy stake, and let him beg me on his own, but I didn't expect that he would actually give it to me.
broken."
God's calculations are not as good as those of man. Even though Thousand Hands calculated for a long time, he did not expect that his Immortal Stand was actually cracked. You must know that when the master passed down this trick, he passed away without even having time to tell himself the method of cracking it.
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He didn't even know how to break the immortal pillar, but it was actually broken by a boy of unknown origin. If he couldn't kill him now, once he spread the method of breaking it, he would be passive.
You must know that last night when he noticed that the Immortal Pillar was broken, he immediately suffered a backlash and almost lost his life. Fortunately, he brought a few life-saving pills to stabilize his internal injuries. If it happened again, he would be considered an Immortal.
The treasure protector will also die.
Hun Jianglong on the side lowered his head and said nothing. His cold face never showed a second expression. After listening to Qian Shu's words, he stood up and wanted to walk out.
A big hand grabbed him, and when he looked back, he saw Qianju squinting one eye and smiling: "Don't worry, you can't do it now, I want to keep you for great use."
As he said this, he slowly lay down on the chair. At this moment, a cool breeze blew. Qian Shu took a deep breath and said, "The tree is still and the wind is not stopping. Look, the wind is coming soon."
