"Exceptor Chen, I told you the day before yesterday that you were in a bloody disaster, ranging from a broken head and bleeding to a serious loss of family and life. However, if there is help from a noble person, it may not be that there is no hope of improvement. Now that the noble person is in front of you, why don't you come and express your gratitude to the noble person."
The old Taoist voice and gentle breeze made everyone feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze, and the anger in their hearts immediately disappeared.
But what was different from everyone else was that when Xu Tong heard the old Taoist voice, he couldn't help but feel an evil fire rising in his heart, as if he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
The old Taoist seemed to have noticed something unusual about Xu Tong, and couldn't help but look at Xu Tong one more time, maintaining that otherworldly look on his face.
Chen Yuanwai didn't know why, but after hearing what the old immortal said, he hurried forward and carefully apologized to Xu Tong to express his gratitude.
Chen Yuanwai's face was full of embarrassment. His nose was broken after being beaten, but he actually wanted to apologize to the other party and thank him. What kind of logic is this?
"Ah!"
Xu Tong curled his lips, probably raising his head, looking at people with his nostrils, but in fact he glanced at Chen Yuanwai with the help of his life eye Qimen, and looked at the dark clouds above the old man's head. As the saying goes, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
On the night of the murder, this luck has already brought disaster, and it seems to be similar to what the old man said.
As if he could sense that Chen Yuanwai was still feeling a little unhappy, the old Taoist gently stroked his beard and said, "Don't mind it. These three young masters are all among the best, and they are all your nobles."
When Chen Yuanwai heard this, he was even more confused. He didn't understand the origins of these three people. He was one of the four richest men in the capital and had relatives both inside and outside the court. Why did he still need to rely on the three young boys in front of him to take care of them?
Xu Tong glanced sideways, and sure enough, after the old man finished speaking, the luck of the wealthy businessman really seemed to have been gently touched by a big hand, parting the black fog that had shrouded his head, revealing a full moon.
Golden words?
Xu Tong couldn't help but feel suspicious when he looked at it, but when he looked at it again, he found that the luck on the head of the wealthy businessman was not rigid and dead. It was completely different from Li Xi's golden talk of harming others and benefiting himself. The moonlight was shining brightly, and it seemed that he really had great luck.
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The old Taoist didn't explain anything to Yuan Chen. He just raised his hands to Xu Tong and the others and invited the three of them to come in and watch: "I have been waiting for you three for more than a while today. Let's go in and talk."
Xu Tong and the other three looked at each other and could all tell that this veteran was indeed extraordinary.
So we entered the Taoist temple.
After the three people entered, two Taoist boys came out and said to everyone: "It is not convenient for the immortal master to see guests today. Please go back."
After saying that, he closed the door, obviously not intending to see any pilgrims again, which inevitably disappointed those pilgrims who had come all the way.
"Why did the three of them look so familiar just now??"
Since they couldn't get through the gate, some people simply waited outside the Taoist temple. If they waited for a day at most, they could still see the gods early tomorrow morning.
While I was idle, I naturally couldn't help but discuss the identities of Xu Tong and the three of them. Not to mention, someone actually recognized them.
After all, Ma Hongwen and his gang often commit crimes and crimes. Many people in the capital don't know them, but there are very few people who have never heard of their names.
When Chen Yuanwai heard that the person who beat him was Ma Hongwen, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.
His relative was an official in the court, and of course he knew that Ma Qi, a member of the imperial army, even though his official position was still in the third rank and was under the jurisdiction of the nine admirals, the power he held was extraordinary. He could annex three battalions and an 80,000-strong army.
The military power is in his hands, which is not something that ordinary people can compare with.
After learning that the two sons behind Ma Hongwen were Xiang Keding, the younger son of Xiang Gongbao, the governor of Zhili, and the son of Li Qian, the minister of political affairs at that time, Chen Yuanwai froze, and in the middle of the winter, he actually gave birth to a child.
Breaking into a cold sweat.
Now he finally understands why the old god said that he was in a bloody disaster. If the old god hadn't stopped his servants, if a fight had caused any trouble, not to mention him, a mere businessman, even his relatives would have been killed.
Be unlucky.
Thinking of this, Chen Yuanwai's dull mind finally started to get busy, and he slapped his thigh: "Quick, go home right away!"
Not to mention Mr. Chen, when Xu Tong and the other three walked into the Taoist temple, they found that tea table cakes and four futons had been prepared under a peach tree in the Taoist temple.
Looking at the hot water that has been boiled in the kettle, it is obvious that these things have not just been prepared.
"You three gentlemen, please take a seat. I woke up early this morning and saw three magpies coming to my door. I knew there must be an important visitor."
The old Taoist gently stroked his beard with both hands and motioned for the three of them to sit down.
Xiang Keding sat in the middle, Xu Tong sat on the right, and Mr. Li naturally sat on the left.
The old Taoist personally poured a cup of tea for the three of them and introduced himself at the same time. He claimed to be Master Xunlong, who was a disciple of the Shangqing Shenxiao Sect. Now he came to the capital because he wanted to find a disciple to pass on the true legacy.
The name Shangqing Shenxiao Sect, the Second Second School, does not sound right at first sight, but in fact there is indeed such a sect. The difference from Quanzhen and Zhengyi is that this sect is very complex in learning, has no restrictions, and does not offer sacrifices.
The Three Pure Ones only serve heaven and earth, and emphasize that everything is a thunder method.
Xu Tong and the three people listened with different expressions. Xu Tong definitely didn't believe what this veteran said, because he had read the script and knew that the capital would be in chaos soon.
The strength of this awesome old Taoist is unfathomable. He is probably even stronger than Grandmaster Xue Laoda. How could he not know why he came out and said that I am here to recruit a disciple? This is either a pretense, or he is deliberately trying to make things worse for them.
Thinking of this, he glanced sideways at Xiang Keding and Mr. Li. Sure enough, Xiang Keding was sipping the tea in his cup, his eyes flickering as he wondered what he was thinking about. Mr. Li's eyes were already shining and he couldn't wait to ask:
"Taoist Priest, do you think we three have such an opportunity?"
The old Taoist smiled and said nothing, but looked at the tea in the cups of the three of them.
"I am a poor man who makes three hexagrams every day. Today, since the three of you are here, I will use your tea cup to make a hexagram as a joke. Don't mind if you are not allowed to do so."
"Okay, okay, we've long heard that the old immortal's methods are all-powerful, and today just opened our eyes." Mr. Li has been fond of such mysterious and magical powers since he was a child. It's rare to see them, so of course he wants to try them.
As for Xiang Keding, he smiled and said nothing, but still glanced at the teacup.
Only Xu Tong had an indifferent expression on his face. Perhaps because of his dark physique, he didn't have a good impression of this veteran at all.
The old Taoist first took a look at Xiang Keding's tea cup and the remaining tea in the cup, and nodded: "Young Master is extremely wealthy and has no danger in the near future. I just looked at the divination, and he has the power of swordsmanship."
Xiang Keding raised his brows slightly when he heard this, picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He placed the cup on the table so hard that there was a crack on the tea cup: "How can we solve this!"
The old Taoist's face darkened slightly when he saw this: "Young Master Gua Xiang already had the authority to join you just now, but now that he drank it all in one gulp, I'm afraid that this authority won't last long. When I put the cup down, there was a crack in the corner of the cup... Lameness
It’s like this, sir, it’s best if you don’t go out recently.”
"Haha, what nonsense!"
Xiang Keding curled his lips, not believing a word of what the old Taoist said.
My father is about to return, and he will be the Minister of Military and Aircrafts at that time, with power over the world's troops. Of course, he will be reused and trained. Anyone who is a little bit thoughtful about this kind of thing will definitely be able to figure it out, so there is no need to be so pretentious.
"What about me, what about me?"
Mr. Li's eyes widened and he urged the old man.
The old Taoist took a look, hesitated for a moment and then shook his head: "No, the water level in the young master's tea is not high. There happens to be a shadow covering the cup. The water cannot see the light and is as dark as a dry well. I'm afraid there may be trouble in the near future."
After finishing speaking, the old Taoist took out a piece of talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Li: "Wearing this talisman with you will save your life at critical moments."
"Er..."
Mr. Li waited for a long time, and when he got such a result, he couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he still took the talisman.
The old Taoist's eyes finally focused on Xu Tong. When he looked at Xu Tong, the old Taoist grinned: "The hall master is originally a camp, and the hall masters of each house are in it. Nothing can be accomplished without soldiers. If there are soldiers but no generals, the sand will be scattered."
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The old Taoist first recited a poem without thinking. Xu Tong's face was expressionless. This poem naturally alluded to the hall behind him, but this old Taoist's strength was unfathomable. What could happen if he could see his own hall?
Strange.
"My little brother is blessed with profound blessings. There will be great joy when he returns home. But unfortunately, he will be traveling soon. I send you sixteen words. The road ahead is difficult and you will stop if you encounter water. Don't light up the lamp and knock on it at night.
The door won’t listen.”
Xu Tong didn't say anything when he heard this, but he was confused. He didn't plan to travel far away in the near future. But the old Taoist said so confidently that he had obviously concluded that there was such a thing. Moreover, he was so confident that he only considered what was happening in front of the three of them.
It is clear that you want to play a long game to catch big fish. If this is the case, how can you catch big fish if your calculation is not accurate?
Xiang Keding felt unhappy, and Mr. Li was even less happy, so the three of them didn't stay long and left in a hurry, saying goodbye to each other and going home.
As a result, as soon as I entered the house, I saw the grandma coming over: "Oh, my little ancestor, why are you back here? Hurry up, there are guests. Go back to the room to clean up."
Xu Tong was startled when he heard this. It turned out that the guest had something to do with him, but the eldest lady had already pulled him back to the room without explanation, asked the maid to change her into a new set of clothes, and led him to the hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, Xu Tong couldn't help but stare: "Eh? Why is it you, an old guy!"