The current Sun Yuqing should have gone to another world.
What about Sun Yuqing in that world, Wang Han does not know for the time being.
He also doesn't know what the consequences will be after people leave this world.
He only knows about himself, and many, many things have also happened.
The world is unpredictable.
Wang Han raised his head and looked up.
After a while.
Wang Han finally walked up with Uncle Hei Mole.
There are not many people in Taoist temples today.
The people on the steps were scattered and deserted.
Basically, they are also people who have always had more time.
In the days after the new year, everyone is staying at home, and going outside is also visiting relatives and friends. Naturally, it is impossible to come to this kind of place, so only a few people who are sincere and believe in Taoist priests will come here.
And the Taoist temples at this time also complied with the customs of the New Year, and some red lanterns were hung along the way, and couplets were pasted on some pavilions along the way.
On the way, Uncle Mole didn't say anything, but followed closely.
After walking for a while, Wang Han squinted his eyes when he came up to the top. After finding an old acquaintance, he quickly walked towards the latter.
Seeing this scene, Uncle Hei Mo naturally stood in the distance and waited.
The old acquaintance is naturally Zhang Zihe.
It is also the Taoist priest he met with Sun Yuqing.
After all, the time of knowing each other is not short.
Zhang Zihe, an old Taoist priest, is quite comfortable.
Wang Han came behind Zhang Zihe.
Just like before, Zhang Zihe never saw Wang Han.
Maybe this old guy has such a habit, so every time he subconsciously turns his back to the outside and chooses to look directly at the guests who come to the Taoist temple.
Everyone who comes is a guest, and Zhang Zihe's three-inch tongue is naturally as bright as a lotus flower.
At this moment, Zhang Zihe was talking to a middle-aged man: "You layman, you have to know that you have been sleeping and having nightmares these days, and then dreamed that a female ghost took her life. In fact, you did something wrong I didn¡¯t tell the old Taoist about it. Is the poor Taoist right? And what¡¯s more important? Your complexion is pale, your face is dark, and your whole body has lost more than half of your energy. It is enough to prove the urgency of the matter."
While speaking, Zhang Zihe touched his beard with emotion.
His expression even showed a worried look, as if he was very worried about the middle-aged man opposite him.
In a word, the middle-aged man suddenly became worried.
The middle-aged man looked around, glanced at Wang Han behind Zhang Zihe, and was taken aback for a moment.
However, he also subconsciously ignored Wang Han who was wearing a hat, thinking that he was queuing up to ask Zhang Zihe to tell his fortune or something, and he was not a special person.
So, the person said nervously: "Master Taoist, what should I do?"
"Well, my Taoist temple happens to have something that can break the illusion. I also see that you and I are old acquaintances and regular customers here. Otherwise, I won't sell it to you. I only charge one dollar. I have a predestined relationship with Taoism, and if you want things to have the best effect, it is better to have more money, it all depends on you."
Zhang Zihe stroked his beard.
Wang Han, who was standing behind Zhang Zihe, didn't say much.
He just looked at Zhang Zihe quietly, with a hint of amused expression on his face.
This old Taoist priest, this deceiving skill, seems to have improved a lot.
Now, he has actually played the trick of playing hard to get. If it was in the past, he would not have so many tricks, and at most he would simply say that.
The current Zhang Zihe seems to be a lot more shameless.
How could Wang Han not know that the things he took out, that is, some meaningless small objects, were actually only worth a few cents or a few dollars.
It's just that the middle-aged man took out his pockets and took out thousands of dollars and gave them to Zhang Zihe.
Zhang Zihe said no, but he couldn't stand the middle-aged man throwing away all the money, so Zhang Zihe had to ask for these things, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.
It seems that from the murmurs in his mouth, it can be seen that the middle-aged man is also a rich man, but he only gave him such a little, wasting Zhang Zihe's mouth for nothing.
Wang Han stood behind him,at every turn.
At a certain point, when Zhang Zihe turned around and wanted to go to other places, he suddenly saw Wang Han behind him.
He was startled suddenly, with an incredible expression on his face.
Then, he closed his eyes, rubbed his eyes carefully with his fingers, and said to himself: "I actually had an illusion, why did I meet this evil star, it's impossible, impossible, how could he be real?" Come here, this is incredible, I can't believe it"
When Zhang Zihe opened his eyes, he found that Wang Han was still standing beside him.
Zhang Zihe: "I'll go, are you still here?"
Wang Han said: "Master Taoist, do you think I am an evil star?"
"No, no, you heard it wrong. What I said was the lucky star, definitely the lucky star. Your nobleman's ears are not working well, so I'm just complimenting you!" Zhang Zihe's face suddenly squeezed into a smile, a little flattering He said, "Mr. Wang, what wind brought you here? It's Chinese New Year, aren't you busy at home? Why don't you come to the Taoist temple when you have time? If you want to come, call me early so that I will receive it well, this sudden visit caught me off guard."
Wang Han didn't intend to argue with Zhang Zihe, he said straight to the point: "I came to see you for something, let's stop standing here and find a place to talk."
When the guide couldn't evade it, Zhang Zihe could only nod his head.
Afterwards, he walked forward: "Alright, come here."
In front of Wang Han, Zhang Zihe had already made a fool of himself.
Therefore, Zhang Zihe will not feel uncomfortable.
Anyway, to put it bluntly, he was just shy, and he was used to it.
After a while, Wang Han looked at Zhang Zihe who was sitting opposite, and was about to speak.
Zhang Zihe raised his hand as a gesture.
Wang Han looked at the latter.
Zhang Zihe hurriedly said: "I know Mr. Wang, you came to see me, you should be looking for my master, right?"
It didn't make any sense for Wang Han to look for him.
He is a half-baked guy.
?Since the master met Wang Han, the master said that one day Wang Han would definitely come to the door. After so long, he thought that Wang Han had forgotten about it, but Wang Han really came.
Wang Han nodded and said, "Yes, may I ask"
"I don't know where my master is. How could I know that his old man is so unpredictable, and he also knows that you are looking for him, so he told me something, do you want to listen?"
Zhang Zihe gave a dry cough and looked at Wang Han. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com