Pretending to be a ghost, a metaphor for pretending to be a ghost and a god, swaggering and deceiving people, this word is often used to describe fortune tellers.The old man who came to him was a fortune teller.He walks the world, but he arrogantly holds up the guise of "pretending to be a god and playing ghosts", which is tantamount to smashing a signboard by himself.Either he is a master of art and bold, or he is insane and abnormal.Fortunately, by catching a glimpse of these four words, Ren Zhen recognized the terrifying opponent who was about to walk in front of him.Not long ago, when chatting with Mo Yuqing, he also inadvertently mentioned that the strongest person in the Yin and Yang family is a fortune teller, known as pretending to be a ghost.I didn't expect it to happen so soon.It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the banner in his hand can pretend to be a god and make a ghost, which is extremely terrifying.It's no wonder that even Yan Yuan, who is the tenth in the wind and clouds, has changed color."
You promised to help me do three things," Ren Zhen stared at the old man in front of him tightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm now" Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yuan spoke first, "This matter doesn't count."
I won't say yes. ”Ren Zhen frowned violently, if he didn't agree, he would really be in a catastrophe today, "Words must be believed, deeds must be fruitful, don't you Confucians pursue promises and keep promises" Yan Yuan always looked ahead, and explained casually: "When the Holy Ancestor said this, he added a sentence at the end, "You are a villain, which means that you don't distinguish between right and wrong and stick to your principles, this is a villain's behavior." ”He swallowed his saliva and looked solemn, "At this time, if I still blindly stick to my promises, then I will not only be a villain, but also a dead man." ”Ren Zhen was speechless, worthy of being Mr.
Big, and he was really first-class in the world when he quibbled."
I'm tenth, you're sixth," Yan Yuan guessed his feelings, and said in a deep voice: "Even when you were at your peak, I might not want to join forces with you and fight him, let alone now."
If a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, you can ask for more blessings later" The Yin and Yang family has a strange temperament, treacherous and close to demons, and they can't be treated with common sense, and no one wants to fight with them unless it is necessary.The two were whispering, and in an instant, the old and young couple crossed the long alley and floated in front of them, and sure enough, they were ghostly.Yan Yuan's expression suddenly calmed down, indifferent, and said politely: "Confucian Yan" The old man coughed dryly, and there was no smoke in his voice, "In front of a blind man, Mr.
Big doesn't have to pretend to be like this anymore." ”As he said this, he raised his left hand, and the stick poked lightly into the ground, swinging out a very subtle, but extremely powerful true qi, dragging Yan Yuanxing's body down without a trace."
By your worship, I am afraid of losing my life."
The old man had an old-fashioned expression, his eyes were closed, and he turned out to be a blind man.Yan Yuan was horrified, his face was calm, and he said respectfully: "Threesome, with my teacher, I am fortunate to meet the old-timers today, and the juniors are willing to listen to your teachings." ”Before the blind man could speak, the boy next to him was not happy, snorted disdainfully, and rolled his eyes at Yan Yuan.Threesome, of course, is counted as three cultivators.Yan Yuan inadvertently ignored the little guy, looked apologetic, and wanted to reach out to touch the little head, but was disgusted by others and avoided it."
If you want to hear the teachings, go to your teacher.I'm not here to find you, you can go" The old blind man had a very bad temper, stretched out his hand to hug the little guy, and his face was slightly sideways, as if he was looking at Yan Yuan.Yan Yuan was overjoyed, and withdrew the hand with beads of sweat in his palm, like a spring breeze, "Since that's the case, I won't bother the two of you."
The junior said goodbye", he turned around and walked back, and did not forget to glance at Ren Zhen before leaving.Since he didn't come to him, he naturally came to Ren Zhen.Yan Yuan was on the verge of amnesty, and as soon as he took half a step, half of his body had disappeared into mid-air, and he was determined to make a decision."
Wait," the old blind man suddenly changed his mind and shouted coldly.Yan Yuan stiffened suddenly, and forcibly withdrew his steps, and the half of his body that had disappeared was forcibly brought back by him.It's just that at this moment, he was sweating profusely and consumed a lot of energy.It's not that he didn't want to insist on leaving, but he was cautious by nature, and he would rather lose some of his skills than risk gambling on the blind man's Yin and Yang technique."
What else can Mr.
Yang teach" He smiled slightly, and the beads of sweat oozing from his palms became more and more dense.Ren Zhen stood beside him, watching coldly, and said secretly in his heart: "Yin and Yang family, Yang Xuanji, if I remember correctly, he is ranked fourth on the list" The blind man's eyelids trembled slightly, and the eyeballs hidden inside rolled with it, as if he was about to open his eyes."
I have a poem to give to the Sword Master, since you happen to be here, it is also fate, you might as well listen to it before leaving.""
Oh" Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart, it is said that this blind man's yin and yang fortune calculation is extremely effective, and he often becomes a prophecy in one sentence, and if he can listen to his poems, it will not be in vain for him to forcibly turn back this experience.Ren Zhen bowed slightly, understanding that he was the one who was going to be unlucky today, and said with a wry smile: "I want to hear about it." ”At this time, the chubby little guy smacked his lips, looked at Ren Zhen, and smiled innocently, obviously liking this handsome uncle.Old man Yang coughed, his lips opened slightly, and his hoarse voice came out, sounding particularly gloomy."
Confucianism and ink umbrella to the west, the world is chaotic with greed and stupidity.The blind wine sprinkled the Buddha and opened his mouth, when the dragon and snake met Jinling. ”When these four sentences are recited, the space in the entire street suddenly freezes, and falls into absolute silence.At this moment, it seems that even time has been sealed.As the last word "time" fell, time and space immediately returned to normal, Yan Ren's bodies trembled suddenly, and the breath that he had been holding back finally spit out.They were panting and sweating.And the boy, still sticking out his tongue with joy, was busy licking the sugar stains on the string of sugar gourds as if nothing had happened.Old man Yang stiffened his face and said, "Have you found yourself?"
The two of them had their hearts beating wildly, their faces were as pale as paper, and they obviously heard some clues from this strange poem.Yan Yuan spread out his palms and wiped them on his clothes, how dare he hide any more killing intent at this moment, and said bitterly: "It turns out that you left me behind to deliberately mock me." ”Eliminate those people, and the one who hides the deepest is naturally him.Old man Yang smiled faintly, gloomy as a ghost, "Sarcastic you are also worthy of me to warn you" Yan Yuan's expression suddenly condensed, a chill rose between his eyebrows, indifferent like ice, "Teachable, can I go" "Whatever," Old man Yang said playfully: "When you see the master, say hello to me, and by the way, give him this poem, haha" He actually laughed.Looking at this picture, Ren Zhen's back was cold, and he felt terrifying.If he could, he wouldn't want to see anyone from the Yin and Yang family again in his life.Old man Yang's heart moved slightly, turned his head, and said to Ren Zhen: "You have found yourself" "Eh" Ren Zhen hesitated, not knowing how to answer.In fact, he really wanted to complain, what you asked me to find is me, or is there me in Gu Jiantang's poem: