When Yang Yunfan heard this, he froze on the spot like a thunderbolt, with pain and confusion flashing in his eyes.
He took the "Fengming Jade" with a trembling body, looking lonely, as if he was suppressing the grief in his heart.
Yang Yunfan suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a hoarse voice: "It's because I can't help Feng'er. It's... it's because I'm not worthy of her..."
Then Yang Yunfan suddenly thought of something and took out the "World in the Sleeve" given to him by Tang Feng from his sleeve. He touched it affectionately and then handed it to Tang Yu.
This "Everything in the Sleeve" was a token of love given by Tang Feng to Yang Yunfan. Now that it was impossible for the two to be together again, they sent the tokens back to each other.
Tang Yu sighed and took "The Universe in His Sleeves".
After Tang Yu left, Yang Yunfan returned to the camp. His eye circles were already slightly red. In his impression, it seemed that he had not shed tears for more than ten years. The last time he heard his master tell the story of his father and grandfather, he He was just angry at Wang Shen for killing Zhongliang. Although he was sad and angry at the time, he did not shed any tears. But this time, he really felt the pain of deep love.
Early the next morning, Shangguan Boyu saw that Yang Yunfan was in a bad mood and invited him to go to the street to relax. Although I don't know why Yang Yunfan is feeling depressed, he must have something to worry about.
The streets of Chengdu have returned to the bustle and bustle of the past, with people coming and going. Shouting and shouting came and went. Yang Yunfan followed Shangguan Boyu, looking gloomy again on the long street.
When the two of them passed a street corner, a man dressed like a Taoist suddenly stopped in front of them, looking at Yang Yunfan intently, with a look of surprise on his face. The Taoist priest's robe was in tatters and he was holding a bamboo pole with a piece of white cloth hanging on it and the words "Drunk Half Immortal" written on it.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully. The Taoist was about fifty or sixty years old. His appearance could not be called immortal, and he was also a little fat. His hair was gray, and Shangguan Boyu covered his body with the smell of alcohol. nose. Yang Yunfan was also shocked by the sight, and frowned at the old Taoist.
"You old man, why are you blocking our path?" Shangguan Boyu said with an unhappy expression.
The Taoist looked at Shangguan Boyu for a moment, then looked back at Yang Yunfan, sizing him up, and then said: "Oh, young man, this is incredible, this is incredible! I am watching you from a distance. The face is the appearance of the general and the general! Come on, let me give you a divination..."
After saying that, regardless of whether Yang Yunfan agreed or not, he took Yang Yunfan's arm and walked towards the wall. Only then did the two of them find a dilapidated square table beside the wall, with some paper and pens and an inkstone on it. There is also a huge wine gourd at the corner of the table.
"Tch, it turns out he's a fortune teller..." Shangguan Boyu curled his lips disdainfully.
The Taoist ignored Shang Guan Boyu's cynicism, pulled Yang Yunfan to the square table, and asked Yang Yunfan to write out his birth date.
Yang Yunfan hesitated for a moment, looked at Shangguan Boyu, then shook his head with a wry smile, and wrote down his birth date on the paper.
The Taoist picked up the paper, then closed his eyes and counted with his fingers. He suddenly opened his eyes and stopped, looking at Yang Yunfan, and asked: "Young man, according to your fortune, although you got it at the right time, you didn't get it at the right time." Lord! All I ask for in my life is nothing!"
Yang Yunfan frowned when he heard this, but before he could speak, Shangguan Boyu on the side said with a sneer: "Charlatans are just trying to intimidate others in order to make money. If we give you money, you can help us defy fate." Change your life? Haha..."
The old Taoist was suddenly told what he was thinking, his face turned red, and then he quickly returned to his original state. He said seriously to Shangguan Boyu: "You young man, don't humiliate me. I am a close disciple of "Fuyaozi" , it’s just a fortune teller, how could I get it wrong?”
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Boyu was even more convinced that this man was a liar. He smiled and said: "Haha, "closed disciples"? They are the disciples who are closed outside! Nowadays, among the ten fortune tellers, nine out of ten people say that they are disciples of "Fuyaozi", can't they have some new tricks? ?”
"Fuyaozi" is the famous ancestor Chen Tuan. At that time, Chen Tuan won the Huashan Mountain in the hands of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin in a chess game, which was widely spread by future generations.
Chen Tuan was good at physiognomy. When Chai Rong, Emperor Shizong of Zhou Dynasty, was on his northern expedition to the Khitan, he passed by the sick dragon platform. After observing the sky at night, Chen Tuan suggested that Chai Rong's teacher return to his country. However, Chai Rong saw that the opportunity to defeat the Khitan was right in front of him and did not want to miss it. So he rejected Chen Tuan's suggestion.
As expected, Chai Rong fell seriously ill on the second day and was bedridden. Finally, he died of illness three months after his return to China. At that time, some people said that if Chai Rong had followed Chen Tuan's advice, perhaps history would have been rewritten.
Patriarch Chen Tuan's physiognomy was so superb that many fortune tellers later falsely claimed to be Chen Tuan's disciples to increase their prestige.
When the Taoist saw Shangguan Boyu's words, he rolled his eyelids, gave him a roll of his eyes, and said, "Young people are too blind to recognize Mount Tai. I don't want to blame you."
After saying that, he turned around and said to Yang Yunfan: "Young man, the fee is two taels of silver. Hehe, I am a child without any deception."
Before Yang Yunfan could speak, Shangguan Boyu shouted angrily: "You old liar, how dare you speak, two taels of silver? Why don't you go and grab it?"
The man rolled his eyes and said unconfidently: "You can give me a tael of silver, but you have to help me get a pot of good wine." After that, he picked up the wine gourd on the square table and motioned to the two of them.
Seeing the two of them looking at each other, the Taoist said: "My Taoist name is "Feng Yifan", and people in the world call him "Drunk Half Immortal". Fortune telling is always done at a fair price. This is well-known."
Feng Yifan looked at Yang Yunfan and saw that the other party had no intention of paying for it, so he said, "In that case, I will give you another divination to calculate your fate!"
Having said this, Feng Yifan picked up Yang Yunfan's birth date, spread out the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, closed his eyes again and began to count, then opened his eyes and looked at Yang Yunfan, and said with a smile: "Young man, have you broken your heart recently? A marriage?"
Yang Yunfan opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then said sadly: "The Taoist Master has a wonderful plan..."
Then he suddenly realized something and asked excitedly: "Does the Taoist Master have any remedies to teach me?"
Seeing Yang Yunfan's eyes filled with anticipation, Feng Yifan rolled his eyes, coughed twice, and then said: "Well... uh..." After saying that, he touched his wine gourd...
Yang Yunfan also understood it and quickly took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, which weighed twelve pounds, and handed it to Feng Yifan.
When Feng Yifan saw so much silver, his eyes shone with excitement. He then put the silver into his sleeves with a light touch, and then said to Yang Yunfan with a smile: "All things in the world are only two parts of yin and yang. Is there a way to have both in the world? You have an obsession in your heart. You only need to let go of the obsession." The beauty comes with the harvest, how can one have his cake and eat it too?"
