Xiang Que wanted to reply to him, I promised you an egg, but he was really afraid that after he replied to this sentence, he would become one of the 720,000 under the mountain.
So Xiang Que honestly closed his mouth, looked at Wang Xianming with a light smile and said, "Are you planning to buy and sell forcibly?"
I can't give it to me if you want the Dragon Ball, maybe you didn't even think about asking for this thing, the real purpose is to get you to promise you this thing ？
Hehe, old man, are you tricking me?
If I don't listen, you won't be able to stop me if I turn around and leave, right?
” "Hey, young man, I've been off medicine for a few days, don't scare me, I'm easy to get sick of old age when I'm older, you say that if I fall headlong in front of you, won't you make trouble?"
Wang Xianming leaned back in the rocking chair and smiled incomprehensibly.
The corners of Xiang Que's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Old man, is this really good?"
Wang Xianming was very scoundrel and covered his chest, panting and said, "No, no, I'm going to vomit blood."
Xiang Dang's teeth were gritted and said, "You say, I'll listen to it."
"Come here with your ears ······" Xiang Que is really convinced, how can the descendants of Guiguzi have a high-ranking appearance, why does this old man like a ruffian like a ruffian so much like to slander people, threaten him with vomiting blood, I will go, can you think of a more scoundrel way?
An hour later, Xiang Que walked out of Qin Village with a complicated expression, and turned around to look at the top of the mountain where 720,000 dead souls were buried, as if the old man on crutches was squinting at him leaving.
"Hey······ The heart is always too soft, the heart is too soft, and it is always a person who weeps alone until dawn······" Xiang Que took a cigarette in his mouth and walked out of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor humming an old tune from the nineties.
Netherworld, Nai He Bridge.
Meng Po, who was holding a bowl of Meng Po soup, looked at Xiang Que who had entered the underworld, and the soup bowl in her hand shook slightly.
"The past life is over, the good and evil in this life are only thought of in the heart, and the previous life is over" Meng Po muttered the same sentence, with tears in her eyes, which seemed to be unforgettable.
Xiang Que returned the box containing Fan Xiliang's bones to Meng Po and said: "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life, what I promised you was finally done" Meng Po took the bones handed to him by Xiang Que with a complicated expression, stretched out her hand to rub the box on it, and said: "The past life is over, the good and evil in this life are only thought of in my heart, and the last thought in my heart is gone, and when I bury the bones of this official, this bowl of soup in my hand is the real Meng Po."
Soup, otherwise it is not worthy of the name" After Fan Xiliang's death, Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall, seeing countless corpses under the Great Wall, and could no longer find her husband's bones, in order to forget these painful memories, she boiled Meng Po soup that can make people forget their memories The suffering of reincarnation made her boil Meng Po soup by the Nai He Bridge, so that the ghosts involved in reincarnation forgot everything in their previous lives.
Meng Po Tang made the dead forget her previous life, but she never looked at her husband Fan Xiliang, and kept thinking about the bones buried under the imperial tomb.
Xiang Que glanced at Meng Po, who was holding the bones of the corpse, and his eyes were blank, and when he left the underworld, he suddenly felt an auspicious cloud floating in the sky under the blue sky and white sun, and a touch of cause and effect fell on his head from the sky.
Tianshan, Jingci Nunnery.
Wan Wan's little face, who was held in Daogu's arms, suddenly laughed "giggles, giggles", fluttering little hands and feet, eyes bent into crescents, and a soft brilliance appeared on her body, which was fleeting.
The old Dao Gu frowned slightly, then returned to nature, and said softly: "Pity the parents of the world, your child was born with a bitter life, a broken life, and a rough life, but fortunately there is a father who is running for you······" Xiang Que closed his eyes and felt the presence of cause and effect, and after a long time, he exhaled lightly and said: "Good people and good things for a lifetime, bad people and bad things also live a life, this person still can't go crooked, he has to be dedicated to goodness, and there is reincarnation in heaven."
In the city of Xi'an, Xiang Que walked casually with his hands behind his back, enjoying a rare period of stability after coming out of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and feeling the humanistic atmosphere of the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties.
More than a year ago, Xiang Que went down the mountain soon after following the old Taoist point, walked a trip to Xi'an, the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties can be regarded as a great blessing for him, the first emperor's mausoleum outside the heavenly luck, the Great Mercy and Grace Temple under the Buddha tree to the lack of the first picture of the ten halls of Yama map, he is also in Xi'an City In those days, he became a little warlock who walked through the rivers and lakes, divining people and telling fortunes, looking at the future and looking at the luck.
People are cheap, and there may be tens of millions of people who want to have such a ability as Xiang Que, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, descending thousands of demons and monsters with a flick of his fingers, and dominating the yin and yang world of feng shui, but to be honest, Xiang Que is very annoyed with this kind of day, really annoying.
If it weren't for the fact that he had a problem with numerology, Xiang Que really wanted to make all his spells useless, he just wanted to hug Queen Chen and smile proudly in the world, enjoy his family with his parents, and be the most ordinary member of thousands of sentient beings.
But then again, if Xiang Que wasn't the current Xiang Que, where would he go to meet Chen Xia and Soho?
Everything in the world really has cause and effect!
When Xiang Que was strolling in Xi'an City, Hai Dongqing, who was wandering in the sky, suddenly rushed into the distance, flapped his wings and flew down a street, and when the big wings more than two meters long suddenly appeared over the street, many people were really startled.
This street is called Xiaodongmen, the most famous antique street in Xi'an, in addition to the antique shops on the street, both sides are full of fortune-telling stalls.
However, in the past year or so, there has been a veritable old fairy in Xiaodongmen Antique Street, whose name for divination and fortune-telling is very loud, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going every day in front of the stall.
There is a gilded signboard hanging in front of the stall of the old fairy, which is very conspicuous, "Modern cloth clothes are calculated, and the iron mouth is straight off", and behind the stall sits an old man with a fairy face, the three strands of white beard on the chin are very flavorful, and the long hair is coiled behind the head, and he is full of energy.
Hai Dongqing just rushed in front of this stall, and the signboard of the old fairy with big wings and a gust of wind blowing was shaky, and then carried it down with a "click".
The old man of the fairy wind and bones jumped on his feet and pointed at Hai Dongqing, and scolded angrily: "You flat-haired beast, you dare to smash the signboard?"
E-Nai is the operator of the god of the family, and a finger from afar can make you wither all the miscellaneous hair······ Forget it, forget it, you have the virtue of a good life in heaven, and this god is not the same as you See, you flat-haired brute, get away quickly, before I regret it, or I will pull out the bird feathers from you."
Hai Dongqing really flapped his wings and flew high at this time, rushing to the sky, and instantly turned into a black spot.
A few streets away, Xiang Que, who was strolling in the ancient city with his hands behind his back, looked in the direction of the small east gate, thought about it, shook his head and sighed, and walked over.
The old fairy picked up his sign, and then hugged his shoulders and shrunk his body to nap with his eyes closed, this point has not yet reached the time when the antique street opens, and it is not until after dusk is the time for customers.
"Knock, knock, knock" Xiang Que stretched out his finger and knocked on the table, and said, "Old gentleman, let's count a hexagram" The old fairy closed his eyes, waved his hands impatiently and said, "No, the time has not come."
"Anxious, do you always give me a hexagram?
It is said that the small east gate of Xi'an City depends on the stall of the old immortals, but I came from other places on purpose, you always give it a line, okay?
” Old man Lai drooped his eyelids, snorted in his nose, and said, "I know the ability of this god, how can I not know my own rules?"
I just started the hexagram at sunset, you came early, wait on the side."
"In this way, can you make Uncle Sun set early?"
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Xiang Que pulled out a few bills and flashed twice.
"Huh" The old man Lai raised his head, raised his head upward along the hand holding the banknote, and then blinked his eyelids with "click, click", and said after his lips trembled twice: "Xiang, Xiaoxiang?"
” Xiang Que took out a cigarette and handed it to him, lit it, and said: "Old fairy, it's a good mix, you have a temper in the hexagram, isn't this your style?"
"Then don't you have to thank you for this" The old man Lai rubbed his hands excitedly and said: "In seven or nine years, there was an old man who drew a circle in Shenzhen, and since then the Special Economic Zone has taken off Fang, let's have a drink?
” Xiang Que nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, just drink some."
"Let's go, go to my house······" Last year, in the small east gate to the lack of divination mixed some money, the stall is next to Lai Shen's stick, and later after Xiang Que left, he left a good position for the old man to draw a God of Wealth for him, since then, the old man Lai has indeed developed.
In the evening, at the old man's house, the two of them prepared some peanuts and hand-grabbed mutton, as well as a little cooked food, carried two bottles of wine, and drank each other.
"Ah" Lai Lao raised his head and drank a big glass with a headache, and Xiang Zhi was also dry.
After a few glasses of wine, the old man Lai's face flushed, and it seemed that the strength of the wine came up: "Last night, I had a dream, I dreamed that my wife, who passed away in the early years, cooked me a meal and warmed a pot of wine, I sat on the chair, looked at the meal and my wife and thought, whether to drink this wine or not, this dish is to eat."
What if you don't eat it?
Then my wife was right next to me urging me to hurry up and eat, the meal should be cold in a while."
Old man Lai picked up the wine glass again, tilted his head dry, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said, "Hehe, guess what?"
I'm afraid of my wife, my wife asked me to eat I dare not eat, and then I moved the chopsticks, and my wife served me next to me, poured wine, and worked for a long time."
Speaking of this, Old Man Lai paused, then turned his head to look at Xiang Que and asked lightly: "Xiao Xiang, do you think I won't live long in this life?"
I've heard that when I dream, I can't eat food when I have a deceased relative, and I can't drink alcohol······ That's a yin rice?
Xiang Que looked at him and said with a smile: "Well, you won't survive tonight."