Chapter 412 A little bit taller is Jusong Daozu Baiyinmengyi
Chapter 412 A little higher (one more update for Jusong Daozu Baiyin League)
Huang Mo's information was not found in Xue Zhong's room, and only the four words "Daze Nankou" were recorded.
Yong Zhi wanted to go to the inner stall to check again, but Wu Sheng pulled him away directly: "No need to check, Daze Nankou is familiar!" Huang Mo is a wild cultivator, and the inner stall may not have his records. Even if there is, it would take a lot of time to search through mountains of files.
Daze is Yunmengze, Wu Sheng's home when he was an assassin. After living there for more than ten years, I don't know much about Nankou, but at least I know that there are nothing more than Shuangcaopo, Ludang Marsh, Lihua Creek, Wotou Valley, etc. It is easy to find a monk in this place.
Along the way, Wu Sheng kept walking and walked quickly and smoothly. Seeing that he was so familiar with the road, Yong Zhi couldn't help but ask: "Did the doctor really come here? Why didn't I know?"
Wu Sheng said: "I used to live in Daze, but it was in Tianmen Mountain to the west, about one hundred and eighty miles away from the south entrance. Do you think I'm familiar with it?"
Yong Zhi suddenly remembered that this doctor in his family was originally an assassin. His real name was Wu Sheng. It was said that he was a wild cultivator from Daze. No wonder!
Starting from Yangzhou, we rushed to Yanluoshan, then drove 600 miles to Yingdu, and continued to the south entrance of Daze without stopping. This journey was really hard, even Yong Zhi, who was in the realm of refining gods, was a little overwhelmed. Wu Sheng saw that he was a little empty at his feet. Knowing that the real energy was not available, he pointed to a wine shop beside the official road in front and said: "Go over there and have a bowl of wine."
The wine shop on the side of the field is as simple as it can be, with a table made of a few long logs, a few wooden piers surrounding the stools, a stove made of stones next to it, simmering hot broth, and a bamboo pole next to it. There were several pieces of meat jerky on the top. A large wine vat stood at the back. The old wine seller was leaning against the wine vat and taking a nap, half of his face covered with a dirty silk handkerchief.
The two sat down, and Yong Zhi patted the table to wake up the old man. The old man wiped his face with a silk handkerchief, blew his nose, and moved over to wipe the table, still using the same silk handkerchief.
Since Yongzhi had a woman to serve him, his quality of life has improved a lot. He was very unhappy when he saw this, and was about to frown when he saw Wu Sheng staring at the old man and looking him up and down, then took out a handful of ant-nosed money and piled it on the On the table.
The old man quickly gathered the pile of ant-nosed money and divided it into three piles, each pile containing exactly ten. Then he touched the money with his sleeve, collected it, and asked Wu Sheng: "What does the guest want to ask?"
Wu Sheng said: "I want to find someone."
The old man asked: "Whose last name is male or female?"
Wu Sheng replied: "Huang, you should be a man."
The old man went to the ground nearby, pulled out a handful of yarrow, and pointed out fifty sticks: "The guest will take one."
Wu Sheng took one and put it next to him. Without telling the old man, he randomly divided the remaining yarrow into two piles. He chose one from the pile on the left and put it next to him, waiting for the old man to take over.
The old man looked at Wu Sheng in surprise and said: "The guest is quite familiar."
Wu Sheng smiled. After so many years, he had changed so much that it was strange that the old man could recognize him.
The old man plucked the yarrow with such rapidity that only afterimages could be seen.
Yong Zhi didn't pay much attention to it at first, only thinking that Wu Sheng had just made it up temporarily and used money to play casually to pass the time. Seeing this moment, he finally became serious and couldn't sit still. He gradually stood up while staring at the afterimage of the old man's fingers.
"Li Gua! Qian Kun!" The old man announced the hexagram.
Wu Sheng asked: "What's the explanation?"
The old man said: "I can't find anyone. Is it far from heaven or earth?"
Wu Sheng nodded: "I would like to ask him how to find something if he has it. I understand the rules. Determine the number first, and then find the symbol." After that, he took out thirty ant-nosed coins.
The old man smiled and said: "Expert!" He wiped off the money, took out a piece of tortoise shell, carved Li Gua on it, threw it into the stove, and burned it until it crackled.
After taking out the tortoise shell, he turned it over and looked at it without waiting for it to cool down, and said: "I will add more money this time."
Wu Sheng frowned and thought: "Why do we need to add money?"
The old man said: "I don't know, the hexagram said, it should be worth sixty coins."
Wu Sheng did not delay, and took out money to pay the bill. The old man gave him a word - "well".
After having had enough wine and food, their true energy had recovered a lot, Wu Sheng and Yong Zhi set off and left the wine shop. Yong Zhi looked back suspiciously and saw the old man dozing off against the wine vat again, and finally couldn't help but say: " This old man is a master."
Wu Sheng asked: "How high is it?"
Yongzhi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He only felt that he seemed to be a little taller than himself, but to what extent he was really tall couldn't be judged.
Wu Shengdao: "The first time I saw him back then, I felt that he was a little taller than me. The second time I saw him today, I still felt that he was a little taller than me. Do you feel the same way?"
Yongzhi nodded: "Indeed, it seems to be just a little taller."
Wu Sheng said: "That's why I didn't have any ideas for him back then, and I don't dare to have any ideas for him today."
Yongzhi was silent: "Perhaps no one dares to take a chance on him... Who is he?"
Wu Sheng replied: "Have you never heard of Divination? It's quite famous near Daze. Every time you tell a fortune, you receive thirty coins, so it's called Divination."
Yongzhi asked: "Is he accurate?"
Wu Sheng said: "I only calculated it once and it is very accurate."
Yongzhi asked again: "Well... are you asking us to find a well?"
Wu Sheng said: "First find Huang Ma's residence and see if there is a well in his house."
Yongzhi asked again: "Why don't you just ask him where Huang Mo lives?"
Wu Sheng said: "It's useless. He won't give you the specific location. You have to figure out the answer yourself. Believe it or not, if you ask him where Huang Mo lives, the answer you get may still be this Tic Tac Toe."
"Is it that mysterious?"
"What kind of divination is it if it's not mysterious?"
"What the doctor said is a bit far-fetched. Well, this is what the doctor said about forcing an explanation."
"If you don't believe me, go back and ask him to do a divination to see if I'm right."
"Then...I'm going."
"Go quickly, Naodaro, you have really changed."
Yong Zhi went there seriously, but soon came back frustrated because Divination didn't give him any divination.
"What did the old man say?"
"He said, don't make two predictions on the same thing, otherwise you will be in big trouble."
"Then why are you disappointed? Did you give me the money?"
"Give it, give it first..."
"Don't be depressed, the old man won't pay back the money."
"He didn't open the divination and didn't pay back the money. He didn't even dare to ask for it, so he was frustrated."
"I wouldn't want it if it were me. Besides, we've been told that it's worth the money."
"tell what?"
"Where is the thing we are looking for and where is Huang Ma's residence? This is one thing."
"I see……"
Yong Zhi was no longer depressed, and followed Wu Sheng to the south entrance of Daze. After asking around, he finally found Huang Miao's residence in Wotou Valley. This was the most ordinary Daze Yexiu home, the same as Wu Sheng's previous home in Tianmen Mountain. The homes are very similar, with a small courtyard and two thatched huts.
In the corner of the small courtyard, the two of them immediately saw a well.
Warmly celebrate Jusong Jusong’s achievement as the leader of the Silver Alliance today. He drinks the moon freely, irrigates his spiritual roots, and leaves treasures to remove the dust.
The dragon rides on the crane, controls the crane, lifts the cloud road lightly, leaves the realm of dusty labor, reaches the land of freedom, creates the real person, gathers the light of all spirits. From there, the chrysanthemums bloom in the sky, and the chrysanthemum palace enters, where the chrysanthemum and pine Taoist ancestor is established.