A day later, in the afternoon, the train arrived in Nanjing after being delayed for more than half an hour.
In the sleeper compartment, Xiang Que carried his canvas bag and followed the bustling flow of people outside, followed by the traitor and Zhao Jiahui, the son of Qingxu.
From last night to now, none of the three people on the train have spoken again, and the traitor who drank more than half a bottle of Lao Bai Gan and gnawed on a roast chicken seems to have drunk a little too much, his face is pale and depressed, and after calculating a hexagram for Xiang Que, he ran to the top bunk and covered his head and fell asleep, and slept directly It wasn't until noon the next day that he got up from bed, and Zhao Jiahui, a tendon Taoist priest, was meditating most of the time, very focused, and slept leisurely and happily.
After leaving the station, Xiang Que ran towards the taxi with his bag in his pocket.
"Donor, what are you looking for?"
Zhao Jiahui found that at this time, the traitor with the sharp beak and monkey cheeks stared at Xiang Quan's back, and his eyes were very focused.
The traitor touched his nose and smiled: "Very good little brother" Zhao Jiahui put one hand on his chest and said: "Amitayus Buddha, meeting is fate, donor, let's say goodbye for the time being."
The traitor sighed, thought for a while, and asked, "Then it's so fateful, if I want to find you again, how can I find it?"
” "I will go to the Tianhou Temple, temporarily entrenched for some time, you can go there to find me, the channel number is clear" "Ah, if you say that, then I'm really going," the traitor said with squinted eyes.
"Welcome, welcome" Zhao Jiahui nodded again and again, and then parted ways with the traitor and walked towards the bus stop alone.
"Hoo ······" The traitor wiped the sweat on his head, and his eyes searched for Xiang Que, who had already gotten into the taxi: "It's really fun to fight with the sky, it's a heavenly opportunity to almost ruin my three-year Taoism······" After closing the door, Xiang Que suddenly felt that he was behind him, he looked back at the car but only saw a flow of people coming out of the station, and couldn't find where that feeling came from.
"Where, lad," the taxi driver asked.
Xiang Que frowned and said, "Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum" The train is a small world of living beings, and you may meet people you would never have imagined in any way.
Xiang Que never imagined that he chose to take a train from Chengdu back to Nanjing on a whim, and would meet a person who could see through his physiognomy and numerology The words that seemed to be nonsense with traitors did not enter his head at all.
And in the same way, the traitor who met Xiang Que on the train didn't expect that when he went out this time, he would encounter a numerology blinded by heaven, and he also had Xiang Que who changed his life against the sky.
After more than a day of meeting and getting along, two people who had never known each other, one smiled and just watched a fun, and the other was incomparably shocked for a day and a night.
Then, the two went their separate ways, but they didn't know if they would meet again?
More than an hour later, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.
Xiang Que and Zhang Huaiqing met again, an old man and a young man sat opposite, and the topic was nothing more than the reincarnated Cao Qingdao.
"Qi'an has been following that little guy's side, I have been there twice during this time, and the growth is gratifying" Zhang Huaiqing lay on his back on the rattan chair, and said leisurely: "With the luck of heaven, the blessing is profound, I heard Qi'an say that the life of the Tang family has been prosperous during this period of time." , a promising official was promoted to the next level, and the Tang family's business also rose rapidly, and this family borrowed a lot of light from him."
Cao Qingdao's heavenly luck is not only excellent for himself, but also brings blessings to the Tang family where he is, to put it bluntly, it is a person who has ascended to heaven with a chicken dog, and there are many benefits.
In the same way, if Cao Qingdao can worship the official apprenticeship after the master's door, then he will naturally bring his own body of fortune in, and as the time of practicing in the master increases, this blessing will become more and more prosperous.
The Zhongjing Mansion and the Confucian Mansion family broke their heads and also wanted to introduce Cao Qingdao into the door, and the picture was naturally his luck, so it can be said that whoever can admit him into the saint's court will be more and more vigorous.
This is a piece of fragrant bread that jackals, tigers and leopards want to eat.
Xiang Que sighed faintly and said: "Originally, if there was no Kong Mansion so sideways, this kid would have entered your Zhongjing Gate, but it's a pity that he came to bite Jin Heng halfway, which is tricky."
Zhang Huaiqing said lightly: "There are many good things, and it is good for everyone in the world to want to step up to the sky in one step, but unfortunately the truth is too cruel, and it is destined in the dark, I can still see it."
"You're in a really good state of mind," Xiang Que said.
"I'm old, I can't see through anything in my hundred-year career" Zhang Huaiqing suddenly glanced at Xiang Que again, frowned slightly and said, "I see that your expression doesn't seem to be very good?"
” Xiang Que snorted and said, "I fought with Kong Deru and Kong Dejing once a year ago, and I was hit hard by them, and I have only slowly recovered recently."
"They're not necessarily better off than you, are they?"
Xiang Que smiled: "It hurts more than me" Zhang Huaiqing got up from the chair, returned to the room, took a paper and pen and wrote a few lines of words, and then handed it to him and said: "This is a method of breathing in our Zhongjing Mansion, although it will not allow you to increase your cultivation, but if you continue to practice for a long time, it can allow you to put your own essence and spirit."
If it is stabilized, it can be regarded as an auxiliary method, and you should have some pills given to you by the master of Qi'an last time, and the effect will be better if you take it and practice it."
Xiang Xiang stretched out his hand to take it and said, "The thing I promised you hasn't been done yet, so it's not good to accept such a valuable thing again."
Zhang Huaiqing looked at him and said, "Just do your best, we can see it" "Then thank you" Xiang Quan was closed, and after sincerely thanking him, he sighed and said: "Old man, the child will be full moon in two days, and the people from the Confucian Mansion should come over to make trouble again."
"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, the sky is going to rain, the mother is going to get married, the one who should come will always come, what's the use of being afraid?"
Xiang Que said: "But it's not a thing to be messed up like this by them, right?"
” Zhang Huaiqing's face sank for a moment, and he was silent.
Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit it, and said lightly: "The most annoying thing about the stirring stick is that the may not stink after a long time, but being stirred by a stick makes the smell bigger, and I think there is only one best way to solve the problem, if there is no way to break the stirring stick, then it can only make him unable to stir the."