Looking at the fortune teller, there was no one around. The drunkard said with a smile: "Good disciple, go quickly, you are the one the old Taoist priest said is destined."
Mu Jingyu said contemptuously: "Master, that guy is obviously a man who defrauded people of their money. I will not be the person he is destined to be today."
Regardless of what the fortune teller did just now, which was mysterious and unpredictable, in the eyes of Mu Jingyu and other cultivators, none of it was considered a clever method. He had just used his mother-in-law and his daughter-in-law to defraud a lot of money by using clever tricks to worry about their son who was traveling far away as a businessman.
Naturally, Mu Jingyu would not be fooled. Besides, the current mission of their master and apprentice is to steal the elixir from Danchan Mountain. Although I don’t know why the drunkard suddenly came to Jincheng, looking for this guy who is pretending to be a ghost. But Mu Jingyu didn't want to play with him here.
At some point, the girl in the pink skirt took out another lollipop and stuffed it into her mouth. Hearing that Mu Jingyu dared to speak ill of her grandfather, she immediately shouted angrily: "You exposed butt exhibitionist! You actually spoke ill of my grandpa behind your back, let's see if I don't spank your ass!"
Although, this little girl also knows her grandfather's virtue. But he doesn't tolerate others saying bad things about him. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight Mu Jingyu again, vowing to tear his newly bought clothes into pieces.
The drunkard stretched out his hand to stop the girl in the pink skirt, and said with a meaningful smile: "Boy, don't you want to know the whereabouts of Bi Yun?"
"Bi Yun?" Mu Jingyu was slightly stunned. If there is anyone who affects his mind in this world, then Bi Yun is undoubtedly the first: "Master, will this old liar know the whereabouts of Bi Yun?"
"If you go and ask him to do the math, won't you know?"
Looking at the inscrutable smile of the drunkard, Mu Jingyu nodded solemnly for a moment: "Okay, disciple, let's try his method."
Although the fortune teller kept his eyes closed, when Mu Jingyu and others came to him, he reached out and pointed at the chair opposite, and said with a smile: "My little friend is destined to be an old Taoist priest today. Sit down quickly and let me I will make a prediction for you."
Mu Jingyu was not polite, sat down on it, and said: "Old sir, I went out in a hurry and didn't bring enough silver. If you are accurate in your calculations, you will have a few taels of silver to offer. If you are not accurate, If you do...but you don’t have a penny.”
Mu Jingyu had just seen this fortune teller. Taking advantage of the old woman's worry about her son, he took the opportunity to extort a lot of money, and then he told the ugly story.
Besides, Bi Yun is the future Demon Emperor of Demon Underworld Palace. His whereabouts are extremely secretive. Not to mention him being an old Taoist priest living in a remote town, even the righteous sects may not know the details.
The girl in the pink skirt stood behind the fortune teller and snorted coldly: "There is nothing in this world that my grandfather doesn't know! Just prepare the silver and deliver it to me later. Okay I'm going to buy some lollipops to eat."
"Hahaha, what my good granddaughter said is right! Although this world is big, there is really nothing that I, Taier Taoist, don't know. If you don't believe me, just ask."
"Tai Er Taoist?" Mu Jingyu thought about it carefully in his heart, but did not remember that there was such a number one person in Jiuzhou.
However, judging from his confident look, it seems that he might actually have some abilities. Moreover, as one of the Four Immortals and the leader of tens of thousands of casual cultivators in the world, Drunkard would definitely not know a guy who pretends to be a god or a ghost. Maybe, he really has some abilities.
After thinking about this, Mu Jingyu put away his contemptuous expression and said seriously: "May I ask the old gentleman, do you know the origin of this boy? What is the purpose of my being here today? Who are you asking?"
Mu Jingyu asked three questions in a row. After hearing this, the fortune teller named Taier Taoist laughed twice, as if he had expected the questions he asked.
Stretch out two fingers and point at the table. As he moved his fingers, ink writing appeared on it one by one out of thin air.
"I lost my dearest relative in the vast mountains, and lost my good teacher outside the Wuji Ruins. The top of the jade flute platform passed under my body, and I found it six years apart..." After writing the last two words, the fortune teller named Taier Taoist stopped with his fingers. Mid-air. After pausing for a moment, he wrote down the word "Guqin" heavily.
As the last two words fell, Mu Jingyu's expression became silent. This four-character poem is a metaphor for what Mu Jingyu has experienced in the past ten years. And the last word "ancient bird" means the ancient divine bird Bifang!
You know, since Mu Jingyu lost his loved ones in the Cangwu Mountains, all the major changes he has experienced in the past ten years can be found in these four lines of poetry. As for the next three sentences, they should be things that everyone in Jiuzhou knows. As a fortune teller, it is not difficult for Tai Er Dao to know one or two of them.
But the loss of a loved one in the vast mountains described in this first sentence is an extremely secret matter. I'm afraid that in this world, apart from Mo Yunshen and Dapeng Golden Eagle, who have already died, only Grandpa Niu and Guo Qingshan know the details. Even Bi Yun probably doesn't know.
"who are you?"
Mu Jingyu leaned forward slightly, staring closely at Taoist Taier's slightly closed eyes.
"Hehehe, little friend, don't worry about who the old Taoist priest is. First, let's talk about whether my calculation is correct or not."
Taoist Tai Er chuckled twice, took out a wine glass from nowhere, and put it on the table. Seeing this, the drunkard laughed and cursed, then took off the wine gourd on his back and filled him with wine reluctantly.
Seeing this, Mu Jingyu didn't understand why the drunkard and Tai Er Taoist knew each other? This makes it even more certain that the fortune teller who just pretended to be a ghost and deceived the old woman is a hidden master.
Immediately, he put away his disdainful expression and put the wine glass in Taoist Taier's hand respectfully. After watching him take a sip of the wine, he asked: "May I ask, sir, do you know Bi Yun's current whereabouts?"
"Don't worry, little friend. Although Bi Yun's current situation is a bit dangerous, there are experts guarding him everywhere. As long as he can find the person he has been looking for, even if he cannot suppress the North Pluto, he can at least fight against him. opportunity."
Hearing that Bi Yun was okay for the time being, Mu Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "I don't know, sir, who she is looking for? Where is this person? Where should this kid go?" Can you help me find it?"
At this moment, Mu Jingyu completely forgot that he was going to Danchan Mountain with the drunkard to steal the elixir and help the medical immortal refine the antidote. Instead, he focused on helping Bi Yun find the person she wanted to find, so as to help her solve her current predicament.
"Is this..." Taoist Taier's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened. He first glanced at the drunkard, and then replied: "As long as you can help the medical immortal and the drunkard to relieve the crisis in Yaowang Valley, old Taoist priest I will tell you everything I know."
"Ah..." Mu Jingyu laughed sheepishly, then turned to look at the drunkard: "Master, I am worried about Bi Yun's safety, and for a moment I forgot about the matter at hand..."
The drunkard waved his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, I will ask the old Taoist priest to divine for you, just to make you feel at ease and not worry about that little girl Biyun. In case you wait until you are in Danchan Mountain, you won't be able to steal without distraction. Pill."
Then he poured a glass of fine wine for Taoist Taier: "Old Taoist, that's it for me, my good disciple. Next, it's time for me to ask for help."
When Mu Jingyu heard this, he quickly stood up respectfully, helped the drunkard to a chair and sat down. He knew that he suddenly arrived in Linjin City just to find this mysterious Taoist Tai Er.
"Hahaha, I did some divination early in the morning and knew that the Wine Master would be here to look for me today. However, the competition between the Medical Immortal and the Alchemy Demon is something that an experienced practitioner can't handle."
The drunkard said: "Of course you are good at this matter. The old drunkard came to you suddenly because he wants to ask you for something so that he can use it in Danchan Mountain."
"Something?" Taoist Taier's eyes dropped. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized. He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and brought it to the drunkard.
"Is this what the Brew Master asked for?"
Mu Jingyu glanced at the three small words on the porcelain bottle and muttered in a low voice: "Bai Rong Fen? What is this?"
The drunkard picked up the porcelain bottle, unscrewed the lid and smelled it. After confirming that it was correct, he put it in his arms and said, "You old fox, as soon as you hear the word Dan Chan Mountain, you will understand the meaning of the old wine head. Then this bottle of Bai Rong powder , I accepted it without ceremony."
Mu Jingyu thought that the drunkard suddenly found Taoist Taier regardless of the time constraints. There was something important. I didn't expect it, just to ask for a porcelain vase of unknown use.
Immediately he asked in confusion: "Master, what is this hundred-faced powder? You actually didn't hesitate to waste half a day and made a special trip to Linjincheng to ask for it?"
The drunkard smiled mysteriously and said: "My dear disciple, I didn't expect to use this thing at first. It was only after I saw Linjin City in the clouds just now that I remembered that this old liar has lived here for a long time. I have such a thing in my hand. This thing can be used just in time. As for its use, you will understand when you get to Dan Chan Mountain."
Taoist Taier waited for the drunkard to put the porcelain bottle into his arms, and then continued: "Jiu Xian, the Yaowei Palace is heavily guarded now. The Danchan Mountain is located in the hinterland of the Yaowei Palace, so it is naturally extremely dangerous. Although the old Taoist priest doesn't know why you want to go there. Go, but I still have to tell you to be careful. I, the tens of thousands of casual cultivators in Jiuzhou, don’t want anything to happen to you and the medical immortal."
The drunkard nodded and laughed loudly: "Don't worry, old liar. Although this world is big, there is no place that can do anything to my old drunkard. It's just that this time I need to bring this oil bottle with me, so I borrowed it for use." . If you are serious, you might as well send more people to find out the whereabouts of the Alchemy Demon. Old Jiutou has been a little uneasy since he left Yaowang Valley."
At this point, the drunkard paused for a moment, as if he had something on his mind and didn't know whether he should express it to Taoist Tai Er. After thinking for a while, I decided to speak out.
"In addition, please pay more attention to the disciples in Yaowang Valley. If there is anything unusual, please send me the message quickly."
Taoist Taier was slightly startled, and then continued with a heavy face: "Why, what the Jiuxian means..."
The drunkard took a deep breath and said, "As long as you understand the meaning. I hope this is just a guess on my part."
Taoist Tai Er said in a deep voice: "Jiuxian, please don't worry, I know what to do."
After saying that, Master Taier called to the girl in the pink skirt: "Girl Ling, hurry up and help grandpa pack your things. We are leaving the city right now."
The girl in the pink skirt named Ling'er couldn't wait to pack her things and leave the city after seeing Taoist Tai Er playing a few charades with the drunkard. Although he was doubtful, he still responded obediently and quickly packed up the things used for fortune telling.
"Old liar, then I won't disturb you. Now that time is running out, the old wine man took the oil bottle and rushed to Dan Chan Mountain."
After the drunkard finished speaking, he stood up and greeted Mu Jingyu before leaving.
Mu Jingyu followed the drunkard and left here quickly. After reaching the corner of the street, he turned around and looked at Taoist Tai Er again. I saw that the grandfather and grandson had quickly packed up their things and disappeared into the street on the other side.
After leaving Linjin City, the drunkard found a deserted place, took out the wine gourd, and quickly flew into the air with Mu Jingyu. He flew away at a very fast speed towards the southwest direction where Dan Chan Mountain was located.
High in the sky, a stream of light passed by. Mu Jingyu was silent for a long time, always thinking about who this Taoist Tai Er was. The drunkard actually told him his whereabouts.
"Boy, are you a little confused now? Why did my master tell the old liar that we are going to Dan Chan Mountain?" The drunkard knew what Mu Jingyu was thinking without looking back.
Mu Jingyu was aware of his thoughts and took advantage of the situation to nod his head and said: "Master, when we were at Yaowang Valley in the morning, you always said that the two of us were going to Dan Chan Mountain and we couldn't let outsiders know. How could we let anyone know about it? That old Taoist priest, tell the whole story?"
The drunkard smiled and said: "My dear disciple, if you knew who the old liar was, you wouldn't have such doubts again."
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