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Chapter 1264

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    Xiang Que really wanted to answer him, I promise you an egg, but he was really afraid that after he finished this sentence, he would become one in 720,000 under the mountain.

    So Xiang Que shut his mouth honestly, looked at Wang Xianming with a faint smile, and said, "Are you planning to buy and sell by force? I can't give you Dragon Balls, maybe you don't even have one."  Thinking of wanting this thing, the real purpose is to get you to promise you this thing? Hehe, old man, are you going to trick me? If I don¡¯t listen, you can turn around and leave, you can¡¯t stop me, right? "

    "Hey, young man, I have stopped taking medicine for several days. Don't scare me. When I get older, I will easily suffer from geriatric diseases. If you say that I fall headfirst in front of you, will you make trouble?"  Xianming leaned on the rocking chair with an inscrutable smile on his face.

    The corner of Xiang Que's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Old man, is this really good?"

    Wang Xianming clutched his chest in a rascally manner, gasped and said, "No, no, I'm going to vomit blood"

    Gritting his teeth to Xiangque with a black line on his forehead, he said, "Tell me, let me listen."

    "Come here with your ears"

    Xiang Que is really convinced, Guiguzi's descendants should look like a superior person anyway, why does this old man like to blackmail people so much like a local ruffian, threaten him with vomiting blood, I will go, can you think  A more roguish way?

    An hour later, Xiang Que left Qin Village with a complicated expression. He turned around and glanced at the mountain top where 720,000 dead souls were buried, as if the old man on crutches was squinting his eyes to see him off.

    "Hey my heart is too soft, my heart is too soft, I always cry alone until dawn" Xiang Que walked out of Shihuang with a cigarette in his mouth, humming an old song from the 90s  Mausoleum.

    Yincao Difu, Naihe Bridge.

    Holding a bowl of Meng Po soup, Meng Po looked at Xiang Que who had entered the underworld, and shook the soup bowl slightly in her hand.

    "The past life is gone, the good and evil in this life are only what one's heart thinks, the past life is gone" Meng Po murmured the same sentence, with tears in her eyes, which seemed unforgettable.

    Xiang Que handed back the box containing Fan Xiliang's bones to Granny Meng and said, "Fortunately, what I promised you is finally fulfilled."

    Po Meng took the corpse Xiang Que handed to him with a complicated expression, stretched out her hand to caress the box on it, and said: "The past life is over, and the good and evil in this life are only what I think about in my heart. The last thought in my heart is gone.  I buried the bones of this official and the bowl of soup in my hand is the real Mengpo soup, otherwise it would not be worthy of the name."

    After Fan Xiliang's death, Meng Jiangnu wept down the Great Wall. Seeing countless corpses under the Great Wall, she could no longer find her husband's bones. In order to forget these painful memories, she made Meng Po Soup that could make people forget their memories.  God's affection for her longing for her husband is earth-shattering, and she is saved from the pain of reincarnation. Let her cook Mengpo soup by the Naihe Bridge, so that the ghosts who participated in the reincarnation can forget everything about their previous lives.

    Meng Potang is to make the dead forget their past lives, but she has never been able to look at her husband Fan Xiliang, and has been thinking about the bones buried under the imperial mausoleum.

    Xiang Que glanced at holding the corpse, and Meng Po turned around and left with blank eyes. When he left the underworld, he suddenly felt a cloud of auspicious clouds floating in the sky under the blue sky, and a touch of cause and effect fell on his head from the sky.  .

    Tianshan, Jingci Temple.

    Wan Wan, who was being hugged by the Taoist nun, suddenly burst into a "giggle, giggle" smile on her face, her little hands and feet were fluttering, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, and a soft radiance appeared on her body, which was fleeting.  .

    The old Taoist frowned slightly, and then she returned to her natural state, and said softly: "Poor parents all over the world, your child was born with a hard life, a broken life, and a rough life, but fortunately there is a father who runs around for you  ¡¤¡¤¡±

    Xiang Que closed his eyes to feel the presence of cause and effect. After a long time, he breathed out lightly and said: "Good people live a lifetime of good deeds, and bad people live a lifetime of bad deeds. This person still can't follow the wrong way, he has to focus on goodness, the law of heaven has reincarnation.  "

    In the city of Xi'an, Xiang Que walked casually with his hands behind his back, enjoying the rare moment of stability after coming out of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and feeling the humanity of the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties.

    More than a year ago, not long after Xiang Que went down the mountain, he followed the advice of the old Taoist and took a trip to Xi'an. This ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties can be regarded as a great blessing for him.  Under the Whirling Tree, the first picture of the Ten Temples of Yan Luo was opened, and he also enjoyed a very leisurely and comfortable time in the city of Xi'an. In those days, he became a little magician who walked around the rivers and lakes and alleys, doing divination for others  Tell people's fortune, look at the future and see the luck.

    People are cheap, there may be tens of millions of people thinking that there is such a skill as Xiang Que, who can roam the rivers and lakes, bring down thousands of demons and ghosts with a flick of a finger, and dominate the feng shui yin and yang world, but to be honest, Xiang Que is right.These days are annoying, really annoying.

    If it wasn't for his numerology problem, Xiang Que really wanted to use up all his spells. He just wanted to be proud of the world with Queen Chen in his arms, enjoy the family relationship with his parents, and be the most ordinary among thousands of sentient beings.  a member of

    But then again, if Xiang Que wasn't the current Xiang Que, where would he meet Chen Xia and Su Ho?

    Everything in the world really has a cause and effect!

    When Xiang Que was walking in the city of Xi'an, Hai Dongqing, who was hovering in the sky, suddenly plunged into the distance, flapping his wings and flying down a street.  Many people were taken aback.

    This street is called Xiaodongmen, the most famous antique street in Xi¡¯an. Apart from the antique shops, there are fortune-telling stalls on both sides of the street. It depends on the person who is looking for chance to find out whether it is true or not.

    However, over the past year or so in Xiaodongmen Antique Street, there has been a veritable old fairy who is very famous in divination and fortune-telling, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going in front of the stall every day.

    A bronzing signboard hung in front of the stall of the old fairy, which is very conspicuous, "Modern commoner clothes are magical, and the iron mouth is straight to break." Sitting behind the stall is an old man with a fairy face. The three white beards on his chin are very charming,  With her hair tied behind her head, she looked radiant.

    Haidongqing just plunged headfirst into the front of the stall, the big wings picked up a gust of wind, and the signboard of the old fairy was shaky and then carried down with a "click".

    The fairy-like old man pointed at Hai Dongqing with his feet, and scolded angrily: "You flat-haired bastard, how dare you smash the forehead's signboard? The forehead is the fortune teller of the family, who can make you covered with a single finger."  The miscellaneous hairs are all withered Forget it, forget it, I think God has the virtue of being good at life, I don¡¯t think I have the same knowledge as you, you flat-haired bastard, get out of here quickly, before I repent, or pull out  take off all your bird feathers"

    At this time, Hai Dongqing really fluttered his wings and rushed to the sky, turning into a black spot in an instant.

    A few streets away, Xiang Que, who was walking in the ancient city with his hands behind his back, looked in the direction of the Xiaodongmen, thought for a while, shook his head, sighed, and walked over.

    The old fairy raised his signboard, then curled up with his shoulders in his arms and took a nap with his eyes closed. It was not yet the time when the Antique Street opened, and it would be after dusk before the time to pick up customers.

    "Boom, boom, boom" Xiang Que tapped on the table with his fingers, and said, "Old man, let's do the math."

    The old fairy closed his eyes, waved his hands impatiently and said, "It doesn't count, it's not time yet."

    "Worry, can you always do the math? It is said that the small east gate of Xi'an City depends on the old fairy's stall. I came here from other places on purpose. Can you please do me a favor?"

    Old man Lai drooped his eyelids, hummed in his nose, and said: "I know my god's ability to calculate, why don't I know my own rules? I only made up my mind when the sun was setting. You came early, just wait aside."

    "It's so neat, can you let Uncle Sun go down earlier?" Xiang Que took out a few banknotes and flashed them twice.

    "Shua" Old man Lai raised his head, followed the hand holding the banknote and raised his head upwards, then blinked his eyelids "Kaka, Kaka", his lips trembled twice, and then said: "Xiang, Xiaoxiang?"

    Xiang Que took out a cigarette and handed him a cigarette, lit it, and said, "Old Immortal, you've done a good job, you've got a temper with fortune-telling, isn't that your style?"

    "Then I have to thank you for this." Old man Lai rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "In 1979, an old man drew a circle in Shenzhen. Since then, the Special Economic Zone has taken off. Last year you came to Xiaodongmen.  This draws a circle, I rely on the old man to be rich, let alone Xiao Xiang, find a place for the two of us to have a drink?"

    Xiang Que nodded with a smile, and said, "Okay, just have a drink."

    "Let's go, go to my house"

    Last year, at Xiaodongmen, Xiang Que divination and some meal money, the stall was next to Lai Shen stick, and after Xiang Que left, he left a good place for the old man to draw a God of Wealth seat for him, since then,  Old man Lai has indeed developed.

    In the evening, at old man Lai's house, the two prepared some peanuts, hand-caught mutton, and some cooked food. They drank two bottles of wine.

    "ßÚ" Lao Lai quickly drank a big cup with a headache, and Xiang Que also drank it all.

    After a few glasses of wine, old man Lai's face flushed, as if the alcohol was getting stronger: "Last night, I had a dream. I dreamed that my wife who passed away made me a meal and warmed a pot of wine.  I sat on the chair, looked at the food and my wife, and thought, should I drink this wine, should I eat this dish? Then my wife urged me by the side, saying hurry up, the meal should be ready in a while  cold"

    Old man Lai picked up the wine glass again, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said: "Hey, guess what? I'm afraid of my wife, my wife asked me to eat, I dare not eat, and then I moved my chopsticks  , my wife was next to me to pick up vegetables and pour wine, and I have been busy for a long time."

    Speaking of this, old man Lai paused, then turned his head to look at Xiang Que and asked indifferently: "Xiao Xiang, do you think my life will not last long? I heard that in dreams, there are dead relatives  You can't eat the food you feed, and you can't drink the wine when you pour it Is that a Yin meal?"

    Xiang Que looked at him, smiled and said, "Well, you won't survive tonight"

    If you like Taoist priests, please collect them: Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, and the update speed is the fastest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Mother-in-law, my wife asked me to eat, do I dare not eat, and then I moved my chopsticks, my wife picked up food for 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 indifferently: "Xiao Xiang, do you think my life will not last long? I heard that in dreams, there are dead relatives  You can't eat the food you feed, and you can't drink the wine when you pour it Is that a Yin meal?"

    Xiang Que looked at him, smiled and said, "Well, you won't survive tonight"

    If you like Taoist priests, please collect them: Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, and the update speed is the fastest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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