Zhao Fan arrived at the hotel where he was staying, took out the room card and swiped it, then opened the door and saw Shenxiu eating and drinking there, while the Bagua diagrams used for setting up stalls were spread on the ground and filled with various packaging boxes. .
"Brother Shenxiu, you've gone too far." Zhao Fan entered the door dumbfounded.
"Eh?" Shenxiu turned around and saw him in cool clothes, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, are you willing to come back? When you went there, you were wearing five or six people, but now you only have a vest and big pants? Isn't this a dangerous situation? After being caught in rape, you didn’t even have time to put on your clothes, so you jumped out of the window and ran away..."
"Go away." Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, lying on the sofa shaking his legs and said, "I made a lot of money this time, two merit coins."
"What's going on, please share with me." Shenxiu put down the food and came over curiously: "However, the part that is not suitable for children can be omitted. I am a monk and cannot hear about the deeds of the King of Cannons."
"How do you find that you are getting more and more obscene?"
Zhao Fan told the story of his experience at Xieyang Hotel in a depressed manner.
Shenxiu gave a thumbs up and said, "It's a worthwhile trip. I actually learned how to make lemonade. Give me a glass first to see if it's as delicious as you said."
"Go buy lemons, passion fruit, and honey." Zhao Fan took out a thousand yuan from his wallet and said, "Buy two more sets of clothes for me."
"OK."
Shenxiu ran out of the hotel in a hurry and came back soon after. He poured out the clothes and pants in the bag and asked, "Do they fit?"
"It's the right size." Zhao Fan picked it up, rubbed it and smelled it. He felt that it was all sold on the street, but he had even worn a lot of patched coarse linen clothes in the past, so he didn't care about the material.
Then, Zhao Fan prepared two glasses of lemonade.
Shenxiu picked up the cup and took a sip, praising: "It really tastes good."
In the afternoon, they took the props to Dongguan Square and continued to set up a stall. Under Zhao Fan's coercion and inducement, Shenxiu still pretended to be blind.
However, today's Dongguan Square is very lively. Looking at the dark crowds of people on the ground, everyone has heard that here comes a real master with a straight mouth. This week, he will set up a stall here every day and randomly order three A free opportunity was given to passers-by in need, so some of them were either watching the fun, questioning, or wanting to try their luck.
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In a flash, the seven-day stall-setting career in Guangling came to an end.
Zhao Fan took the coin from an elderly woman, opened his eyes and saw that it had become a merit coin!
He began to clean up the stall and said at the same time: "Today's three free opportunities have been given away. Everyone, please leave. I am going back, and I will not come again in the future. If we are destined, see you in the world."
At this time, Dongguan Square is already overcrowded. This week, the citizens of Guangling have had their eyes opened. The master is really smart and accurate!
Everyone looked at the master and the blind bald man reluctantly. Many people tried to persuade them to stay, but the two figures disappeared from sight without looking back...
"Damn it, it's finally over." Shenxiu complained: "Brother Zhao, I strongly request that you change your image when you go to the next place."
"Don't worry, I will consider it as appropriate." Zhao Fan prevaricated and counted the merit coins on hand. As of the first day after Yang Yaqi killed the imp, there were twenty-two. In the following six days, a total of Eighteen times, but only seven times became coins.
The generation rate of merit coins is less than half.
However, Zhao Fan was very content in his heart. Although this was suspected of deliberately swiping coins, after all, he was doing practical things for the people who were in trouble. God would not care about this. However, not every time he made a move, there would be merit coins to earn. If There are evil things happening in every house, so this era is no longer a peaceful and prosperous time. Most of the people who come to the square are just watching the fun and gossiping, and when it comes to free opportunities, they are almost one in a thousand.
And even if a large part of these needy people are helped to resolve their needs, they will not be able to turn into coins due to too little merit.
Now, Zhao Fan has twenty-nine merit coins, which is still seventy-one coins short of smelting the sword tire!
It's only been a week, which is pretty fast progress.
He and Shenxiu returned to the hotel and slept, then went to the food court to celebrate from street to street end, and rewarded the latter by the way. Then they wandered around the entertainment venue and had fun all night long. When the sun rose the next day, they We took a taxi to Xiaohongqiao Village.
The village chief and his daughter came back from traveling last night, and they didn't sleep all night. The father and daughter knew that today was the day of separation.
So we looked at each other sleeplessly, chatting about every detail of Li Yan's life from childhood to adulthood.
Early in the morning, the village chief cooked a bunch of food that his daughter loved and put it on the table. He couldn't help but secretly wipe his tears.
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu stood under the tree outside the yard. He sighed: "Am I being too cruel?"
"No." Shenxiu shook his head and said, "If it weren't for you, this father and daughter wouldn't even have a chance to make up for their regrets. Seven days is a lot, because every moment, I wish I could magnify it into a year and care about it."
"Too."
Zhao Fan sighed slightly, and then his voice condensed into a line and reached the village chief's ears: "Master, I have come to take your daughter to where she should go as promised. I allow you to finish this meal later."
The village chief froze suddenly. He turned his head and saw Master Zhao under the tree, nodded his head, then turned back and said with a smile: "Yan'er, master is kind enough to let us eat this meal well, please eat more." "
Li Yan put down the bowl and chopsticks, picked up the bowl of rice next to her, picked up a lot of vegetables, and said, "Dad, I'm going to feed you now, just pretend that I'm doing my filial duty when I'm old."
"Okay... okay." The village chief opened his mouth with tears in his eyes. The rice fed by his daughter felt sweeter than honey in his stomach.
One minute, one second.
Half an hour later, Li Yan put down the bowls and chopsticks, left the chair and knelt down to her father. She smacked her head three times and said, "Dad, my daughter is leaving first. You should take care of yourself when I'm not around. You should smoke less and stop drinking." , and then find a compatible partner.”
The village chief couldn't bear to look at his daughter, so he turned away and shed tears while waving his hands and said, "Go, Master Zhao has been waiting outside for a long time."
Li Yan stood up and hugged him from behind, then ran out of the courtyard crying.
This scene makes Zhao Fan and Shenxiu as distressed as they are. However, life and death are determined by destiny, and there is only one immortal stone. The only choice is to break up the father and daughter.
Next, they took Li Yan to the ruins of the Judge's Temple outside the village.
Zhao Fan patted her.
Li Yan's body turned into a stone, while her soul stood on the ground, as if she was in another world.
Zhao Fan collected the Immortal Stone and asked Shenxiu to save it. Then he returned to the city and checked out the house. Then he took a bus to Yangzhou, the provincial capital. He decided to set up a stall in Jiangdu District of Yangzhou in the next week. The location has been decided. , located in the bustling city center, there is an overpass for driving on the top and pedestrians on the bottom.
The two arrived in Jiangdu District, booked a room in a hotel near the overpass, and waited until three o'clock in the afternoon to set out on time.
However, when they came under the overpass, they were stunned. There were actually three metaphysics stalls under the bridge!
On the left side of the bridge is an old man in white clothes. There is a piece of leopard-print velvet spread in front of him. In one hand is a cattail leaf fan and in the other a yellowed and old photo album. Behind him is a yellow flag with the words: "Unique magic power, fortune telling and fortune telling, no accuracy." for free."
On the right edge is a man in a Chinese tunic suit, about forty years old, with a hairstyle from the Republic of China period. There are all kinds of small objects on the stall, which can ward off evil spirits, bring good fortune, and seek love.
In the middle of the right side is an old woman with messy and dirty hair. She has no eyes, and her sockets are all white, as if she is rolling her eyes. Her business method is quite unique. There is a black mouth in front of her. There is an iron pot, and a bottle of golden oil is placed on the small square table next to it. A sign is hung in front of the table: "Fried nails, knowledge about life, death, and everything."
"I'll go for it, there's flooding under the overpass." Shenxiu complained, and then whispered in confusion: "There are so many wonders in the world. Brother Zhao, can nails really lead to so many skills?"
"If she isn't trying to be mysterious, then our trip would be really worth it."
Zhao Fan's gaze towards the old woman was full of solemnity, and his nails were fried... He knew it, because there was a corresponding record in "The Secret Records of the Heavenly Master", but it had been lost for at least a thousand years. I never expected that this ancient tradition would still exist in today’s world!
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