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Chapter 884 Calculation

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    In the afternoon one day later, the train arrived in Nanjing after being delayed for more than half an hour.

    In the sleeper car, Xiang Que carried his canvas bag and followed the bustling crowd to the outside, behind him was the traitor and Qingxu son Zhao Jiahui.

    From last night until now, none of the three people on the train spoke anymore. They drank more than half a bottle of Lao Baigan and ate a piece of roast chicken. They seemed a little too drunk. Their faces were pale and their spirits were listless.  After a hexagram, he ran to the upper bunk and fell asleep with his head covered. He slept until noon the next day before getting up from the bed. The Taoist Zhao Jiahui spent most of his time meditating, very focused, and Xiang Que was also happy.  The leisurely sleep is steady.

    After leaving the station, Xiang Que ran towards the taxi with his bag on his back and his hands in his pockets.

    "Sponsor, what are you looking at?" Zhao Jiahui noticed that the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked traitor was staring at Xiang Que's back with very focused eyes.

    The traitor touched his nose and smiled, "Very good little brother."

    Zhao Jiahui put one hand on his chest and said: "Buddha of Immeasurable Life, it is fate to meet each other. Let's say goodbye to the benefactor."

    The traitor let out a sigh, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "Then it is so predestined, if I want to find you again, how can I find you?"

    "I will go to Tianhou Palace and temporarily occupy it for a while, you can go there to find me, channel number Qingxuzi"

    "Ah, if you say that, I'm really going," the traitor said with his eyes narrowed.

    "Welcome, welcome" Zhao Jiahui nodded again and again, then said goodbye to the traitor and walked towards the bus station alone.

    "Huh" The traitor wiped off the sweat from his head, and his eyes searched and saw Xiang Que who had already boarded the taxi: "It's really fun to fight against the sky, it's a secret and deception  It almost ruined my three years of career"

    After "booming" the car door was closed, Xiang Que suddenly felt a glow behind him. He looked back to the outside of the car but only saw a stream of people coming out of the station, and he couldn't figure out where that feeling came from.

    "Boy, where are you going?" the taxi driver asked.

    Xiang Que frowned and said, "Zhongshan Mausoleum"

    The train is a small world with all kinds of beings. In this place, you may meet people you never thought of.

    Xiang Que never imagined that when he chose to take a train from Chengdu to return to Nanjing on a whim, he would meet someone who could see through his facial features and fortune-telling. Until now, Xiang Que always thought that he was deceived by the secrets.  It is impossible for someone to figure out something for him, so the seemingly nonsensical words about traitors did not enter his head at all.

    And in the same way, the traitor who met Xiang Que on the train did not expect that when he went out this time, he would encounter a fortune-telling man who was deceived by heavenly secrets, and Xiang Que who had changed his fate against the sky.

    After meeting and getting along for more than a day, two people who have never met before, one smiled just as if they were having fun, and the other was incomparably shocked for a day and a night.

    Then, the two went their separate ways, but I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again?

    More than an hour later, the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

    Xiang Que and Zhang Huaiqing met again, the old and the young sat across from each other, and the topic was nothing more than the reincarnated Cao Qingdao.

    "Qi'an has been by that little guy's side all the time. I've been there twice during this period, and he's growing gratifyingly." Zhang Huaiqing lay on his back on the wicker chair, swaying and said, "Bringing the luck of heaven into this world, it's really a blessing."  The source is deep, I heard from Qi'an that the life of the Tang family has been booming for a while, some officials have been promoted to a higher level, and the business of the Tang family has also increased rapidly. This family has borrowed a lot from him."

    ? Cao Qingdao's luck with the Dao of Heaven is not only good for himself, but also brings blessings to the Tang family in which he lives. To put it bluntly, it means that one person can ascend to heaven alone, and there are many benefits.

    In the same way, if Cao Qingdao is able to enter the teacher's school and pay homage to the teacher, he will naturally bring in his own luck, and as the time of practicing in the teacher's school increases, this blessing will also increase.  The more Sheng.

    The Zhongjing mansion and the Confucian family wanted to bring Cao Qingdao into the door after breaking their heads. Naturally, the plan was also his luck. It can be said that whoever can bring him under the door will become more prosperous.

    This is a sweet pastry that jackals, tigers and leopards want to eat.

    Xiang Que sighed faintly, and said: "Originally, if the Confucian Mansion hadn't been so intrusive, this child would have entered your Zhongjing sect with certainty, but it's a pity that Cheng Yaojin came along halfway."  It's a stick, it's tricky."

    Zhang Huaiqing said lightly: "Good things take time. It's a good mentality that the world wants to go to the sky in one step, but it's a pity that the facts are too cruel.There is something doomed in the world, and I can still see it.¡±

    "Your mentality is really good," Xiang Que said, cupping his hands.

    "I'm so old, why can't I see through a hundred years of life?" Zhang Huaiqing suddenly glanced at Xiang Que at this moment, frowned slightly and said, "I don't think you look very well?"

    Xiang Que hummed, and said: "I fought against Kong Deru and Kong Dejing once a year ago, and I was severely injured by them, and I have only slowly recovered recently."

    "They may not be better off than you, right?"

    Xiang Que smiled: "It hurts more than me."

    Zhang Huaiqing stood up from the chair, went back to the room, took a pen and paper and wrote a few lines, then handed it to him and said: "This is a method of breathing in our Zhongjing Mansion. Although it is not  It will increase your cultivation, but if you continue to practice for a long time, it will allow you to stabilize your energy and spirit. It can be regarded as an auxiliary method. You should still have some of the elixir that Qi'an's master gave you last time, right?  It will be better if you practice it with food.¡±

    Xiang Que stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "It's not good to accept such a valuable thing before the promise to you is completed."

    Zhang Huaiqing looked at him and said, "Just do your best, we can see it"

    "Then thank you." Xiang Que accepted it, and after thanking him sincerely, he sighed and said: "Old man, the child will be full moon in two days, and the people from the Confucian Mansion should come to make trouble again."

    "Soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth. It's going to rain and my mother wants 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 problem to be constantly disturbed by them like this, is it?"

    Zhang Huaiqing's face darkened for a moment, and he remained silent.

    After Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit it, he said lightly: "The most annoying thing about a shit stirring stick is that the shit may not smell too bad after a long time, but when it is stirred with a stick, the smell is even stronger.  As for the solution, I think there is only one solution that is the best, and if there is no way to break the shit stick, then the only way is to prevent him from stirring shit.¡±

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