Seeing these two sentences, Li Daoxuan thought to himself, what a strong tone!
Perhaps even Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, who worked together to create "Tui Bei Tu", would not dare to boast so much.
Ordinary fortune tellers would call themselves semi-immortals at most, but how could this person dare to say that he has seen through the immortal world?
With such a loud tone, if he is not a big liar, he must be an eminent person.
Li Daoxuan looked at the fortune teller.
I saw that the other party had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and two mustaches. His eyes were fixed on the women on the street from time to time, moving back and forth.
How can there be any trace of immortality in this appearance?
The master once said that his uncle was a master who was proficient in alchemy, weapon refining, divination, astrology, formations and other skills. He was well-read and had learned everything.
In Li Daoxuan's imagination, he must be as talented as Zhuge Liang. How could he look like this?
After hesitating for a moment, Li Daoxuan decided to do a fortune telling himself to see what he was capable of.
He sat down and said: "Sir, I want to——"
The fortune teller glanced at him and immediately took out a box of elixirs from the box. He smiled and said: "This little brother, I feel weak when I look at you. You are here to buy medicine."
He pointed at the box of elixirs, raised his eyebrows, and said proudly: "This is the elixir I refined myself. It's called Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Fairy Bodhisattva. It's made of yellow dog kidney, seahorse, epimedium, and Yangqi." Refined from stone, Cistanche deserticola and other medicinal materials, just one will keep you strong and energetic, and you can sing and sing every night..."
Li Daoxuan coughed and said speechlessly: "Sir, I'm here to tell fortunes."
"Fortune teller?"
The fortune teller suddenly lost his interest. He waved his hand, pointed at the flag on the side with a stinky face, and said: "The poor man has three things, don't you see?"
Only then did Li Daoxuan see a small flag with three lines of small characters written on it.
"Men don't count, old people don't count, children don't count."
Li Daoxuan's face turned dark and he said, "Who do you want to blame?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft voice sounded.
"Wu Shenxian, please help me do the math!"
Li Daoxuan turned his head and saw a young woman hurriedly walking over accompanied by a servant. She was beautiful and dignified, but her eyes seemed to be frightened.
The fortune teller's eyes lit up, he immediately put on a bright smile, and said with great enthusiasm: "Quick, miss, please sit down!"
Not only was he greeted with a smile, but he also poured a cup of hot tea.
This sudden change of expression made Li Daoxuan stunned, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel like beating him up.
Could this man really be my uncle?
How should I put it? It's a bit embarrassing and I don't want to admit it...
The young woman panicked and said, "Wu Shenxian, I had that dream again. I'm so worried that something bad will happen to my relatives!"
"Don't worry, miss. Come, have a sip of tea and speak slowly."
The young woman took a deep breath, tried to regain her composure, and began to slowly tell her story.
"Wu Shenxian, I have had a strange ability since I was a child. Sometimes I have very special dreams."
"When I was seven years old, I dreamed that I fell into the water. When I woke up, my parents told me that my sister slipped and fell into the pond because of her playfulness and was drowned..."
"I originally thought it was just a coincidence, but when I was twelve years old, I dreamed of a fire again. When I woke up, the maid told me that while I was sleeping, my best friend had a leak in the house and was burned to death!"
The young woman clenched her fists subconsciously and turned pale.
"Later, when I was fourteen, I dreamed that I was falling from the sky. As a result... my father told me that when my mother went to the Guanyin Temple on the mountain to pray for blessings, she accidentally slipped... and fell off a cliff."
Li Daoxuan listened on the sidelines, his expression gradually becoming serious. If it was just one time, it would be ordinary, but if he dreamed about it continuously, it was obviously not accidental.
"Wu Shenxian, just now, I had that dream again. I dreamed that my neck was in great pain, as if it was being pressed by a heavy object, and then with a click, it... broke!"
Li Daoxuan was stunned, his neck was broken?
He remembered that Lou Xiaoyun said that the reason why she came to Liling City was to deal with the case of the headless ghost claiming his life.
As expected, the young woman was frightened and said: "Wu Shenxian, recently in Liling City, wasn't there someone spreading rumors about headless ghosts asking for their lives? I heard that those people died with their necks broken. Do you think my relatives will die?" also been……"
She was so frightened that her body trembled slightly.
The fortune teller smiled slightly and said: "Miss, don't panic, let Pindao read your palm first."
As he spoke, he held the young woman's hand, stretched out a finger and tapped her palm, looking at her as if thinking.
Li Daoxuan's face turned dark. This old bastard clearly wanted to take advantage of others!
No, where is my sword?
Just when he couldn't help but want to stop it, the fortune teller let go of the woman's hand, smiled faintly, and said: "Pindao has finished reading. The lady's relatives are not seriously injured."
Li Daoxuan was a little suspicious. According to the woman's story, one of her relatives must have encountered something unexpected.
"Really?"
The woman looked at the fortune teller with hopeful eyes.
The fortune teller smiled and said: "It's absolutely true. If my prediction is correct, no one will tell you bad news after you wake up from this dream, and no one's relatives or friends in the city will be killed, right?"
The woman nodded and admitted this. In fact, after she woke up from the dream, she hurriedly sent someone to inquire, but there was no bad news.
"Sir, it's just that my father is not at home recently and has gone to other states to do business. I have written to him, but I haven't received a reply yet."
"Haha, everything is well, sir. I also made three thousand two hundred and sixty-one taels of silver during this trip. Your reply will arrive in two days."
The fortune teller talked eloquently and smiled.
After hearing this, the woman finally felt relieved and showed a relieved smile.
"Miss, that so-called dream is just a coincidence. It must not be taken seriously. In the future, just do more good deeds and accumulate more evil virtues."
The woman stood up, bowed gently, and presented twenty taels of silver.
"Thank you sir!"
The maid on the side smiled and said: "Miss, Wu Shenxian said everything is fine, now you should finally feel relieved."
She nodded, then seemed to remember something, and said, "Today, a new batch of antique calligraphy and paintings were brought into Bailu Zhai. I heard that there are Mr. Xijun's landscape paintings among them. Let's go there and have a look."
The maid smiled and said: "Miss, you still like Mr. Xijun's paintings so much..."
The two gradually walked away.
Li Daoxuan stared at the fortune teller and said, "You clearly know that her dream is no accident, why do you still say that?"
The fortune teller glanced at him and said calmly: "Boy, you are also a cultivator. Which sect do you come from? Are you so unruly?"
As he spoke, he poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.
"Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Dao."
puff!
The fortune teller spit out his tea and stared at him: "Longhu Mountain?"
Li Dao
The fortune teller put down his teacup and looked at his face carefully, not missing any detail.
After a long time, he laughed heartily, and his expression suddenly became much more friendly, and said: "What a sect of immortals. It turns out that you are Taichong's nephew. I have heard about your deeds of slaying the dragon in Hongzhou. It's really amazing." Your master has a lot of face!"
Without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Li Daoxuan could only reluctantly salute and said: "Taichong has met Uncle Master."
"Haha, I am a poor Taoist, Fuchunzi. My surname is Wu and my name is Dabao. Just call me Uncle Dabao."
Wu Dabao patted Li Daoxuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Master nephew, are you thinking about the fortune telling just now?"
Li Daoxuan said seriously: "Uncle Master, why did you just--"
Wu Dabao sighed softly, waved his hand and said: "Martial nephew, you can find out the reason when you go somewhere now."
"Where?"
"Bailuzhai."
…
A moment later, Li Daoxuan arrived at the door of Bailuzhai.
A lot of people have gathered here, including officials.
"Tsk, tsk, another person whose life is being demanded by a headless ghost!"
"I heard that he is still very young. What a pity!"
"This Liling City is getting more and more scary..."
Li Daoxuan squeezed into the crowd and saw a young man lying at the door of Bailuzhai. He said that it was not suitable to lie down because his neck was completely broken and he was lying on the ground like a stretched noodle.
Between his eyebrows, a handsome face can be vaguely seen, and he is holding a painting in his hand.
At this time, Li Daoxuan turned his head and happened to see the fortune teller woman there. There was a bit of unbearability in her eyes, and she looked for a while before leaving.
An idea flashed in Li Daoxuan's mind.
He quietly opened his heavenly eye and took a look at the painting. His pupils trembled and his heart stirred up waves, which made him unable to calm down for a long time.
The painting is signed by Xijun.
In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, the fortune teller will come to Bailuzhai today. Because of this painting, she will interact with this young man, and their relationship will become stronger, and they will eventually become husband and wife, becoming the most important person in each other's lives. Important person.
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